General Murong curled his lips, still looking unbelieving.
At the same time, in the military camp of Beichen Kingdom, Commander Beichen sat in the military tent with a gloomy look on his face. He looked at his lieutenants and said angrily: "An army of two hundred thousand!! There are two assassins in the army of two hundred thousand!" Can’t even stop it!?”
The deputy generals of Beichen Kingdom lowered their heads one by one, not even daring to express their anger.
"What use do I need from you!? Mexico's 110,000-strong army is at the border. You have been attacking for nearly two months without being able to capture the other side. Now, you are actually watching helplessly as the enemy sends two assassins to cause chaos in our military camp. !?" The Beichen coach slammed the table with one hand and roared at them with wide eyes.
The lieutenants of Beichen Kingdom lowered their heads one by one.
Just as Coach Beichen was yelling curses, the curtain of the tent was suddenly opened, and a figure wearing a mask and a silver-white robe slowly walked in.
The Beichen coach raised his head and glanced at the visitor, quickly put away the expression on his face, stood up respectfully, knelt down on one knee towards the man and said, "See His Highness the Seventh Prince."
"See His Highness the Seventh Prince." All the Beichen lieutenants in the tent turned to look at the visitor, and then knelt down in unison.
"Yes." The seventh prince of Beichen, who was wearing a mask, responded lightly, then walked up to the coach of Beichen and whispered: "Everyone else, please get out of here."
"Yes." The lieutenants breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly left the tent one by one.
When only the Seventh Prince and Coach Beichen were left in the tent, the man wearing the mask slowly walked to the table in the tent and sat down, then reached out and took off the mask on his face.
Under the mask is a stunning face.
Gong Mei's slender white fingers gently played with the mask in her hand, her beautiful eyes glanced at Coach Beichen, and asked in a cold voice: "Is there an assassin tonight?"
"Yes!" Coach Beichen, who was extremely arrogant just now, knelt on the ground, clasped his hands and said respectfully to Gong Mei: "My subordinates are so incompetent that they let those two assassins escape."
"Run away?" A wicked smile appeared on Gong Mei's lips, "An army of 200,000 people couldn't catch two assassins?"
"Yes... it's because my subordinates are incompetent." The Beichen coach looked at the smile on Gong Mei's lips, and for some reason he thought of Yama Luo's smile.
"He is indeed quite incompetent." Gong Mei threw the silver mask on the table and said in a cold voice: "Have you found out who the assassin is?"
"Your Highness." Commander Beichen replied respectfully: "One of those two assassins is known to me."
"Oh?" Gong Mei twitched her lips, looked at him with a pair of beautiful eyes, and tapped her fingers on the table impatiently.
"One of them is King Jing'an of the Mo Kingdom, Mo Hanqing." Coach Beichen said with a strong voice: "My subordinates and King Jing'an have fought against each other on the battlefield several times. As for the figure of King Jing'an, I can't stand it anymore." He looks very familiar! As for the other one, I have never seen him before, but judging from his figure, he should be a thin young man."
Gong Mei's fingers tapping on the table suddenly stopped, "A thin young man??"
"Yes!" Coach Beichen nodded seriously and said, "Originally, the bow and arrow in the subordinate's hand was aimed at King Jing'an."