Traitor's Loyal Dog Quest [Rebirth]

Ilsa's soldiers pressed on step by step, and the sound of the blade slowly being wiped out of the scabbard made Jiang Yun's scalp tingle.

All the prisoners of war in the periphery were watching Qi Ye's direction, and the conflict was about to break out.

Jiang Yun swallowed, already feeling the murderous aura emanating from his side, it seems that Master Qi is really planning to do something.

Jiang Yun raised his eyes and scanned slowly for a week. If he was full of energy, these more than 20 armed soldiers were indeed no match for Master Qi, but now...

There is no chance of winning at all.

"Military lords, don't get angry, it's not worth it just for the straw rope." Just like before, Jiang Yun smiled, but his tone was not humble and flattering, but it was not cold, it was more like a negotiation with equal posture .

The officer whose nose was crooked by Qi Ye's punch pointed at Qi Ye with a bloody finger, and angrily scolded: "You bastard, go to hell!"

After finishing speaking, he raised his long knife, and at this moment, Jiang Yun took a step forward, and said calmly: "I have already said, military lord, if you think that you should use your own precious life to pay for the cheapness of us prisoners of war!" Life is a worthwhile thing, then you can take the knife from me."

The exasperated Ilsa officer was stunned for a moment before he understood what Jiang Yun meant, stared at him provocatively and laughed loudly: "Do you think you can kill me just because of you trash?"

He pointed the tip of the knife between Jiang Yun's eyebrows, and said with a sinister smile, "I'll let your head fall to the ground last. Look at your trash comrades, who has the ability to kill me!"

Hearing this, Qi Ye gritted his teeth. He held his breath, clenched his fists, and made preparations in his heart: even if he risked his life, he would make his military adviser's "prophecy" come true—send this crooked nose Soldiers go to hell first!

But as soon as he took a step, Jiang Yun, who was half in front of him, suddenly slammed his elbow hard on his side, as if to signal him to stand still.

Jiang Yun's expression did not change at all, and he still smiled lightly at the officer: "The military lord misunderstood, the one who can kill you is naturally not our group of prisoners, but the prince of your country—His Royal Highness Luo Ge."

Hearing this, the group of vicious Ilsa soldiers in front of them suddenly stopped, and their aura fell to the bottom in an instant—as if just hearing this name could make them cower and crouch on the ground.

In an instant, the soldiers realized that the terrifying big man hadn't come to the scene, so this shocking name was like a vicious joke, turning their horror into even stronger anger!

The officer whose nose was smashed put the tip of the knife against Jiang Yun's eyebrows, and said through gritted teeth: "How dare you scare me? Very well, boy, I've changed my mind, and now I'll let you die first!"

A sharp knife wind swept across his cheeks, Jiang Yun raised his chin, showing no signs of fear, and said calmly as in a negotiation: "Mr. Jun, you should think carefully, whether what I said is intimidation."

The long knife stopped three inches away from his neck, and the officer with the crooked nose did not dare to neglect any information related to Prince Ilsa.

He looked directly into Jiang Yun's eyes, and Jiang Yun's surprisingly calm eyes made him feel more guilty. In the end, he still raised his knife and said hoarsely: "I only give you seven seconds to explain, don't try to play tricks, kid , if you don’t want life to be worse than death.”

Jiang Yun raised the corner of his mouth: "Wise decision, Jun Ye, if His Royal Highness Luo Ge knows that you broke his tens of thousands of taels of gold deal, do you think he will forgive you as easily as God?"

If Qi Ye could understand this passage, Jiang Yun would be accused of being a traitor, so Jiang Yun deliberately used Irsa language to talk to the officer with the crooked nose.

Obviously, the group of Ilsa soldiers were taken aback by Jiang Yun's words.

The crooked-nosed officer narrowed his violent eyes, and said in a low voice threateningly: "Don't play tricks on me, you'd better explain what you just said immediately."

Jiang Yun smiled slightly, calmly, as if he had won the confrontation.

He raised his finger to Qi Ye as if recommending him, and said to the officer: "This general, you must know him, he is the number one prisoner in this battle. Since your highness captured him alive, and specially set aside a chariot , Escorted him to this camp, naturally want to use him, demand a high ransom from the emperor of Daji, for armament, isn’t it?”

How could the crooked-nosed officer guess the secret of his superiors, so he naturally had no way of judging whether Jiang Yun's words were true or not.

He could only stare at Jiang Yun fiercely with his eyes, as if he wanted to dig out his heart to see if what he said was true or not.

After a while, the officer lowered his eyes, and he compromised.

As if to relieve the tense atmosphere, the officer let out a humming sound from his nose with a half-smile.

He turned around, put the long knife back into its sheath, and whispered to his subordinates: "Release the guard and continue to inspect the prisoners of war."

Seeing Ilsa's soldiers put away their weapons one after another, the prisoners around were in an uproar.

They didn't understand what Jiang Yunfang just said, they only knew that he easily resolved the imminent disaster with a few words.

Previously, the prisoners of war felt that this magic stick military division who claimed to be able to see the secrets of the sky was a waste at all, which caused the Chu army to fall into the enemy's ambush in the first battle.

Now it seems that he may be really capable.

After the inspection, several Ilsa soldiers assigned the prisoners to the division according to the roster.

Jiang Yun followed Qiye to the second district, and just stepped out of the arched gate, when he heard the sound of military boots touching the ground behind him, he quickly approached.

Knowing who would follow, Jiang Yun immediately stepped forward and whispered in Qiye's ear: "You go ahead, I'll meet you after I've settled this matter."

Qi Ye turned his head and glanced at him. He didn't want to ask more questions, but he was worried that Jiang Yun would get into trouble, so he asked in a low voice: "What did you just tell them? Did they suspect you?"

"Don't worry, Seventh Master, I know in my heart that I will be able to escape completely."

After bidding farewell, Jiang Yun turned around and saw the officer with the crooked nose approaching him, so he said softly, "Master Jun, what do you want me to do?"

The officer grinned and said with a sneer: "I almost made a big mistake just now, thanks to your reminder, how can I thank you?" He pointed his chin to the right side of the corridor, and said to Jiang Yun in a deep voice: " Let's talk in detail."

Not far away, Master Qi was still hanging his neck, eavesdropping on what was going on here.

In order to reassure Qi Ye, Jiang Yun had no choice but to chat and laugh with the officer, and obediently followed him into the corridor.

The surrounding voices gradually disappeared, leaving only the sound of cold footsteps echoing in the corridor.

Walking to the end of the corridor, the officer stood still, turned around, his face was hidden in the shadows, and no expression could be seen.

"How should I thank you?" The officer grinned eccentrically and took a step closer.

Before Jiang Yun could answer, the figure in front of him suddenly dwarfed!

With a muffled "bang", an iron fist suddenly hit his upper abdomen——

"Uh!"

Jiang Yun curled up instinctively, bent down, and pressed his upper abdomen with both hands.

A stream of acidic water poured out of his stomach, mixed with blood, and dripped down the smooth marble floor from the corner of his lips.

"Do you like this reward?" The officer with the crooked nose sneered, walked around to Jiang Yun's side, picked up his back collar, forced him to straighten his waist, raised his knee suddenly, and hit him in the abdomen again!

Jiang Yun convulsed for a while, almost dying of pain.

But once he loses consciousness at this time, he becomes a fish on the chopping board, and there is no room for maneuver.

Jiang Yun strangled the tiger's mouth, desperately trying to stay awake, the unbearable pain made his breathing stagnate for a long time, before he took a breath.

He slowly raised his eyes, his face was covered with sweat as if he had just been fished out of the water, his pale lips trembled slightly, and he said to the officer angrily: "This is not a wise way of thanking you, military lord, I am also the number one prisoner." Prisoner of war on board, I thought you knew..."

"Of course I know." The officer moved his square face closer to Jiang Yun, and said in a low voice, "These two strokes are not enough to kill you, and you must be reluctant to fight me hard. I can see that the one who hit me just now The beast dares to fight with me, and you, "

He grinned at Jiang Yun and said: "You cherish your life very much, and you are a smart person.

With your confident look just now, do you think I dare not touch you?I just want you to try my strength, so don't fucking be proud of me in the future! "

After finishing speaking, he half-carried Jiang Yun and walked out of the corridor, and the two soldiers standing at the entrance immediately came up to wait for orders.

"Send this kid to District [-]." The officer glanced sideways at Jiang Yun, with sarcasm and schadenfreude in his eyes.

Judging by his expression, the [-]th district is probably a very uneven area, and it is inevitable to suffer more when entering.

This problem is not serious, but the twelfth district and Qiye's area are too far apart, making it inconvenient to discuss matters.

Jiang Yun frowned, if he immediately excused himself at this moment, even if he managed to avoid changing districts, he would have to suffer another severe beating.

The knife wound on his shoulder hadn't healed yet, and his physical strength was already stretched to the limit. There was really no way to expect this beast to know the severity of the attack, so he could only obey for the time being.

So, he was sent to the cell in District [-] with arms crossed by two soldiers.

It is a cell that can accommodate six people. It is cleaner than expected, with a square terrain, iron windows, ventilation, and neatly folded quilts on each bed.

The prison facilities are comparable to ordinary inns. No wonder there are few escaped prisoners of war in the concentration camp. Such a comfortable environment is enough to corrode the will of prisoners of war to resist.

There was no one in the house, and the prisoners of war in this area should be collecting herbs in the back mountain just after the end of the day.

The two soldiers locked the door and left. Jiang Yun pressed his painful upper abdomen with one hand, supported the edge of the bed, walked to the unused bed in the southwest corner, and lay down carefully.

I wanted to use this opportunity to predict good and bad luck, but starting tomorrow, he will have to work as a coolie day and night. Ilsa's guards will not let him rest for a while because of his serious injury.

The most urgent task is to replenish physical strength first, so that the injury can recover as soon as possible.

He fell asleep until Jin Wuxi fell, and the banging of the iron gate didn't wake Jiang Yun up. On the contrary, his innate keen senses felt the dangerous aura of being stared at by a few pairs of strange eyes, which woke him up from his dream.

A period of dormancy, not only failed to relieve the pain, but the pain in the stomach became more intense. Jiang Yun frowned, curled up into a ball, and trembled all over.

"Is he sick?" In the darkness, a hoarse voice came into his ears, with vigilant disgust in his tone.

Hearing this, Jiang Yun opened his eyes. He didn't want to be isolated by everyone as soon as he entered the prison, so he hurriedly clarified: "I was beaten up by them, and I was injured. It wasn't the plague. The brothers who were infected with the plague couldn't survive it." Camp, I'm clean."

"Are you a soldier under General Yang?" A younger voice asked.

Jiang Yun stood up with difficulty and nodded.

In fact, he is a military adviser, but he doesn't want to tell these people that he is the imperial astronomical officer who is "ten divinations and nine inaccuracies".

These prisoners of war in front of them are more or less unlucky ghosts who were tricked into the concentration camp by the hexagrams of Jiang Yun and the master of the Jiang family. I am afraid that the comrade-in-arms for his Jiang family is not very strong.

Rengui is self-aware, and frankly speaking, Jiang Yun felt that if his identity was exposed, he might be beaten to death by these people.

However, things turned out to be contrary to expectations. In a moment of silence, some idiot clapped his hands, pointed at Jiang Yun and exclaimed in surprise, "I've seen you! You're the one...the one..."

Jiang Yun immediately waved the frequency of Foshan Wuying Kick with both hands, and argued: "No no no no..."

That stupid man didn't intend to observe his words at all, and rushed to answer Jiang Yun's identity—"You are Jiang Junshi who can tell fortunetelling!"

Jiang Yun: "..."

What a compliment, now even he himself is ashamed to say that he knows how to tell a fortune teller.

The silver moonlight poured into the room through the prison window, and Jiang Yun finally got used to the darkness. He could vaguely see that there were four people around the bed, two of whom were sitting next to each other, and the other two were standing at the end of the bed.

None of these four people were strong, but the one who recognized Jiang Yun was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy. He was thin and short, with his eyes narrowed into a slit.

A tall man snorted coldly, and said mockingly: "So it's the 'immortal' of the Jiang family, what a disrespect."

This level of insults was still within Jiang Yun's tolerance, and he just laughed at himself.

Ever since Irsa's invading iron cavalry set foot on the land of Dachu, the Jiang family, respected by the world as the "Xianzong", has missed one after another in divination, and their century-old reputation has been ruined.

Since Jiang Yun took over from his father as an official, he has spent a year ridiculed and reviled. His face was scolded as thick as a city wall. It would be a lie to say that he has no resentment in his heart.

He doesn't have the sense of belonging to the motherland like his father did, and he doesn't have much desire to protect these hostile Chu people.

But his determination to revive the family business never wavered for a moment. He wanted to get back the dignity lost by his father a hundred times and a thousand times.

As early as two years ago, when the master of the Jiang family made a mistake in divination for the first time, the young Jiang Yun had raised his own guess to his father——

He believed that the reason why his father would calculate the reverse hexagram was probably because the energy of the dragon's veins was basically on Irsa's side.

The Jiang family is the descendant of the "Zai Xing" lineage, and in the dragon vein astrolabe, it belongs to the passive star that assists the king.

And the dynasty that opened the Dragon Vein Astrolabe was the Tang Dynasty.

Therefore, no matter which dynasty or generation the Jiang family is in, the emperor of Datang will always be their "emperor star" and the "master" that the Jiang family must assist.

That is to say, if the emperor star is not present, the Jiang family's divination technique can do whatever they want.

Once the blood of the Tang Dynasty came to the world and participated in the struggle for power, the Jiang family's divination techniques would be completely guided by the real "Emperor Star" and would not be able to serve other forces.

Therefore, Jiang Yun speculated that the heirs of Datang were probably lurking in Irsa's army, which led to his father's anti-diagram.

But the problem is that Datang was destroyed more than 700 years ago.

The last princess of the Tang Dynasty was escorted across the sea by Qi Ye's ancestors, but encountered a shipwreck on the way. The last line of the Tang Dynasty was cut off like this. How can there be any talk of the reappearance of the Emperor Star?

Jiang Yun couldn't figure it out, but in the end he could only guess: the last princess of the Tang Dynasty probably didn't die at all, but reached the other side of the ocean safely, and gave birth to the dragon heir of the Tang Dynasty in Ilsa.

The blood of Dixing has been passed down from generation to generation, and now, this descendant of Datang is likely to be lurking in Irsa's team.

This led to the result of the Jiang family's divination, which was completely passively pointing to Irsa, not Chu.

That is to say, there is nothing wrong with the father's hexagrams, but the conclusion of the hexagrams is to work for the Emperor Star of the Tang Dynasty, not the Great Chu.

Regarding Jiang Yun's bold guess, Mr. Jiang's response was: "It's nonsense! The lineage of the former emperor's heir has been cut off for nearly a thousand years, and there is a saying in the ancestral classics, 'Once the emperor star perishes, there will never be a day of recovery' , how can I guide the results of the old man's divination!"

However, Jiang Yun felt that the things passed down by the ancestors must be continuously supplemented by future generations to be more accurate and perfect. There was no precedent of "reappearance of the emperor star" in the past, which does not mean that there will never be one now and in the future.

However, in terms of divination, the old man is too superstitious about the conclusions drawn by his ancestors. No matter how eloquent Jiang Yun is, he can't persuade the old man to turn his back on him.

The result is: Mr. Jiang's gossip has wronged the country.

These three hexagrams not only failed to come true, but pushed the Chu army into an abyss of eternal doom. In the Qimen Dunjia formation played out by the Jiang family, the Chu army rushed into the enemy's ambush in three battles, and the entire army was wiped out.

Today, if it weren't for the loyalty and goodness of the Jiang family for generations, it would not be an exaggeration to commit crimes and kill all the families.

Mr. Jiang has lived in the glory admired by all the people all his life. To call himself "half immortal" is considered a modest title. Every word he utters is a well-deserved secret.

It's a pity that the good swimmer drowned in the water, and the last three trigrams in his life completely shattered all the dignity of Mr. Jiang.

Perhaps, it was because I had climbed too high and too steeply that the pain was unbearable when I fell down.

Mr. Jiang, who was dismissed from office, turned his head white overnight, and sat in the gazebo day by day, holding a gossip plate in one hand and scribbling on paper with the other.

There are hexagrams scattered all over the place, they are all deduced by him for most of his life, and now they have become the laughing stock of the world.

Two months later, Mr. Jiang fell ill.

Like many traditional parents, he forcibly pressed his unfulfilled wishes on the younger generation.

He told Jiang Yun that he must "help the building from its collapse, turn the tide from its downfall, and use the power of three generations to protect our great Chu Jiangshan for thousands of years."

After that, the Chu army was defeated, and Jiang Yun was escorted to this concentration camp.

In his last life, he spent three years as a prisoner of war here in a daze. He didn't even see the face of Ilsa, the God of War prince, and was escorted back to Dachu in a daze.

It was probably because the prince still pointed at him, the "heavenly master" who was inaccurate, and continued to lead the Chu army to deliver Ilsa's head, so he "showed mercy" and ordered him to be sent back to Chu.

After returning to China, Jiang Yun was bullied and ridiculed, but his ambition was not reused by the emperor, so he could only rely on his father's accumulated family business to live in chaos.

However, two years later, Mr. Jiang took his last breath and drove west.

The officials who had been jealous of the Jiang family for decades couldn't hold back their jealousy anymore, and they framed up, saying that Mr. Jiang had played tricks, deceived Sheng Cong, and disrupted the court for decades, and finally detonated the emperor's resentment towards the Jiang family.

So, less than a month after the master's death, the Jiang family was ordered to ransack their home, forcing them to seize the imperial edict of three generations.

Not even the last piece of fig leaf was left for the Jiang family.

On the day when the Jiang family mansion was sealed, Jiang Yun traveled starry night to the location of the dragon vein, and carried out the old man's last entrustment——

With the power of three generations, he opened the dragon vein of Zaixing and let the time go back to before the war.

It's ridiculous to say that Jiang Yun should have been able to go back to his father's first hexagram, turn things around, and turn defeat into victory.

But I don't know if it's because of the restriction of being a super star, God doesn't allow him to pose a slight threat to the emperor star, and he can be sent back to the day when he first entered the concentration camp.

This result turned Jiang Yun from extreme anger to complete despair.

He originally wanted to die weakly on the way to escort him, but he couldn't swallow it after all.

Jiang Yun was paralyzed in the prison car, half dead, while Qi Ye murmured about his ancestors, including the story of escorting the last princess of the Tang Dynasty across the sea.

This brought Jiang Yun's attention back to Datang Longsi——

That's right, the reason why he couldn't beat Ilsa wasn't because Jiang was incompetent, but because of his fate in the astrolabe.

If he can pretend to seek refuge with Ilsa in the concentration camp, sneak into the enemy army, find out the "Emperor Star" hidden in Ilsa, and then wait for an opportunity to assassinate him, then he can truly turn things around.