Mu Hanzhong

Two days passed quickly, and everything was going on in an orderly manner in secret.

On October [-]th, at the fourth watch, the full moon hangs high, and on the spacious streets in Shiwu City, a hunchbacked watchman slowly walks over.

The sound of clappers echoed in the cold winter night, passing through the streets and alleys, and spread farther with the biting wind.

In the general's mansion, above the hall, Wu Ye stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the night sky outside the window.

"General, they have just left the dungeon, and they will probably reach the city gate in a little more time."

A general stood aside and said in a low voice.

"...Tell Commander Luo that once the Beidi people get near the city gate, act immediately."

Counting the time in his heart, Wu Ye said lightly.

"Yes." The general took the order, clasped his fists and saluted, then turned and left.

The starlight was shining outside the window, and the cold wind blowing on the cheeks made one's mind extremely clear. Thinking of the man who walked out from here earlier, Wu Ye's eyes sank.

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At the same time, there was a lot of noise and panic at the gate of the city, with roaring horses neighing and the sound of weapons fighting mixed together, and the fire lights reflected in the dark night, the fleeing Beidi soldiers and the Zongyun army defending the city were fighting hand-to-hand.

One side is defending, while the other side is fighting for survival. There is no stalemate, and the situation will soon be one-sided.

Wiping off the blood spattered on his face with his hand, Luo Qingling waved the long knife in his hand and shouted in a deep voice: "Brothers, charge!! The city gate is right in front of you, and the Yin people have been poisoned, so there is nothing to be afraid of! Kill! -"

"Kill it!——"

"Kill it!——"

The shouts of hundreds of people almost shattered the night sky, rushing forward with irresistible momentum.The current Luo Qingling, with only a long knife, forcibly cut a bloody path among the oncoming defenders.Seeing this situation, the deserters following him burst into blood, roaring and slashing at the enemies who rushed over.

The soldiers defending the city tonight were drugged, and when hundreds of Beidi deserters came all the way from the dungeon, most of them fell to the ground and fell asleep.The remaining few fought hard, trying to keep the closed gate, but retreated steadily under the extremely ferocious attack of the deserters.

He didn't think about why the defense was so weak tonight, and he didn't wonder why the remaining soldiers in the city were delayed in arriving. The Beidi deserters who were attacking with all their strength had only one thought in their minds, and that was to escape!Escape from here!

With a scream, the soldier who was fighting beside him just now was cut into two by the defenders, blood gushed out, dyed Nan Xiaohuan's black gown red, and flowed down the horse's mane.

"Persevere! Persevere! I'm going out soon!" The small number of deaths on their own side only made them more determined in their desire to survive, and roars came from all around in waves, filling their ears.Nan Xiaohuan pulled the reins and stopped, surrounded by soldiers desperately pushing forward.Most of the feather arrows shot down from the city wall missed their aim halfway and fell powerlessly.

Nan Xiaohuan turned his head and looked sideways, as if his gaze was about to travel through the dark night and return to the place where he left not long ago.

With his hands on the pouch hidden in his bosom, wrapped in the high-quality fabric, it is the outline of jade that he has touched so many times in the past few months.

A burst of cheers erupted among the deserters.Nan Xiaohuan came back to his senses, and saw layers of soldiers in front of them, and the huge city gate in front of them was slowly opening.

"go!"

The order sounded like a bell, and Luo Qingling, who was in the lead, had already rushed out of Shiwu.

On the city wall, the soldiers defending the city were paralyzed on the ground one by one, and those who were still awake were leaning on the battlements, while those who were angry but helpless watched the hundreds of deserters from Beidi move out of the city gate little by little. ...finally, disappearing into the dusty moonlight.

After galloping for several hours, the team that escaped from Shiwu stopped to rest in a hidden forest in the wild.After the team that had just experienced an escape confirmed that there were no pursuers, the last trace of anxiety disappeared.So they counted the number of people and assigned tasks... After some people caught game in the forest, everyone sat down and rested in the wilderness in the forest, surrounded by the bonfire, and ate rough meat.On the filthy faces, the original vigilant and defensive expressions were replaced by relaxed and happy expressions.

Lu Zhuohong simply cleaned up and walked to a corner.There, Luo Qingling was sitting on a rock, chatting happily with several soldiers around him.

"Thanks to you, brother, we were able to escape smoothly this time! I don't want to thank you, brother, please accept the next bow." The burly and strong middle-aged man said from the bottom of his heart, and while speaking, he bowed deeply to Luo Qingling Go down.

"General Lu Pi is too polite!" Luo Qingling hurriedly stood up and helped Lu Zhuohong up, with an extremely sincere expression on his face, "If you hadn't planned in advance, how could my brothers and I escape?! It might even be a few days later. One day, I was killed by that cunning Yinren!" Finally, Luo Qingling spat on the ground angrily, with a disgusted expression on his face.

Hearing what he said, Lu Zhuohong also cursed a few words to Mu Yunxiao and Wu Ye who had taken Shiwucheng by tricks. Finally, he clenched his fists and said in a cold voice: "We can escape because God helped us." When we return to Xuzhou, we must teach these arrogant Yin people a lesson!"

Luo Qingling nodded in agreement.

Lu Zhuohong asked again: "I don't know what to call my brother?"

"Under Luo Ling, it turned out to be under the command of General Yan Pian."

"Yan Pianjiang? I think Brother Luo is so brave, why have I never heard of Brother Luo's name?" Lu Zhuohong is straight-hearted, and whenever he has a question, he will ask directly.

Luo Qingling scratched her hair, and laughed a few words: "There are so many good players like you in the army, Brother Lu, how can you do this little trick?"

Lu Zhuohong did not pursue the flattery without any trace.

The action between life and death is the easiest way to build friendship. Lu Zhuohong obviously has a good impression of Luo Qingling who appeared halfway, and he called him brother and brother in words, without any unfamiliarity.Facing the talkative Luo Qingling, the two chatted very happily.

Talking about the iron cavalry brought out by Luo Qingling, Lu Zhuohong laughed a few times, and was about to say something more, but his eyes stopped in one place.

"Who is that brother?..."

Luo Qingling looked towards the place he pointed, and saw Nan Xiaohuan sitting against a tree away from the crowd.He sat with his sword in his arms, his eyes closed, and the bonfire burning a few feet away cast some light on his cold outline, but it still couldn't hide the coldness emanating from his body.

The coldness that seemed to be falling into an ice cellar forcibly separated him from the crowd. There was an empty space in the bonfire facing him, and a dozen soldiers gathered on the other side of the bonfire, stuttering happily. While eating the meat skewers, there were a few secretly looking at it from time to time, but none of them dared to go up and talk to him.

"Uh...that's..."

The two hundred cavalry he brought were all hidden among these Beidi deserters, but none of them were as conspicuous as this man.Cursing secretly in his heart, Luo Qingling moved closer to Lu Zhuohong's ear and whispered: "He is the secret guard sent by the King of Wu to Yan Pianjiang, and he was left in the city when the Yinren used tricks to lure Yan Pianjiang out last time... That person has a very weird temper, Brother Lu, you don't want to recruit him..."

Dark guard?Thinking of those people's methods, Lu Zhuohong shuddered suddenly, and immediately dispelled the chatter caused by curiosity, and then pulled Luo Qingling, and the two brothers sat by the campfire to continue talking.

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The snoring sounded one after another, and Luo Qingling struggled to find a place to step down among the crowd who fell to the ground.

The soldiers who hadn't slept sat together in groups of three or two, watching out for possible enemy soldiers and wild beasts in the forest.

After dealing with a few Beidi soldiers who came up to say hello, Luo Qingling walked around the camp a few times before finding the man under the tree in an empty corner.

The person who had been taking a nap suddenly opened his eyes, his cold gaze shot straight at the person coming.

"Don't be so nervous all the time... I'm not an enemy." Luo Qingling raised his hands to indicate that he had no intention of attacking, and after a few steps, he arrived at Nan Xiaohuan's side.

"..." The clenched hand on the hilt of the sword loosened, and Nan Xiaohuan's arched body leaned back to its original position.

"Did the letter get out?" Luo Qingling leaned towards the thick tree trunk with her head in her hands, and asked in a low voice.

"A quarter of an hour ago." A deep male voice answered briefly.

"Tsk tsk, the action is pretty fast~" Luo Qingling sighed.

"..." Nan Xiaohuan glanced at him sideways, and saw that he seemed to be fine, so he was about to close his eyes and take a nap again.After tossing all night, although his physical strength is better than ordinary people, he still needs to rest to relieve fatigue.

Luo Qingling turned her head to stare at him thoughtfully, seeing that he was about to close his eyes and ignore him, so he hurriedly reached out to pat Nan Xiaohuan on the shoulder, trying to get the other person's attention.

"Kara" sounded.

The outstretched hand was tightly grasped by another hand halfway, and could no longer move an inch.

"It hurts, hurts...!" Luo Qingling howled, grinning.

Nan Xiaohuan glanced at him blankly, then let go of his hand: "If there is nothing wrong, Commander Luo should go to rest."

The tone is flat, the eyes are not squinted, and the intention to ask people to leave is very obvious.

"I'm not sleepy." The man who was rubbing his arm replied without thinking.

"..." The other person didn't even look at it this time, and moved a few inches away, tightened his hand holding the sword, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

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"Tsk, it's obviously not like this around him..." Luo Qingling on the side looked up at the night sky, muttered softly, and when he finished muttering, he glanced sideways at the man not far away.

In the darkness, the black clothes almost blended with the night, the cold silhouette, the masculine facial features, and the smell of blood all over his body... No matter how you look at this man, he can be compared with those weak and beautiful male pets. not on top...

However, facts are facts.

Pulling the corner of his mouth, Luo Qingling looked away, got up and left.