The chief executive walked faster and faster, and finally trotted back to his tent almost all the way. The afterglow of burning purple gold passed by. The northern border was still cold, but the chief executive ran out of sweat on his forehead and had to wipe while walking. , wet one sleeve.
With a heavy heart, he waved back the slave girl who was going to step forward to serve, motioned her not to disturb, and walked into the tent of the three heavy gates by himself.
The chief inspector carefully looked around and made sure that there were no idlers nearby. Then he closed the doors one by one, breathed a sigh of relief, and walked into the room.
At this moment, a sudden voice came from the room: "How is it?"
The chief executive was caught off guard, trembling with fright in his own house, his limbs twitched visibly, and he was dumbfounded at the door.
It wasn't until a familiar noble old lady showed half of her face from the dimly lit room that he took a deep breath, returned to his place, waved his hands suspiciously, and walked into the room with the old woman. inside.
In the north, the days are short and the nights are long, and the lighting in the residence is very limited, but the people in this room prefer to cover the windows and sit in darkness around an old gas lamp. Several prominent families in the Eighteen Tribe Alliance sent representatives, and there were two people from Daliang, a man and a woman, a few seats away from these people.
Even if the two of them dress and dress with the 18 tribes, they can see the identity of the Daliang people from their faces. People born in the wild and bitter cold land have a look, even the nobles can see the rough life. Blind.
These two are Cao Chunhua and Chen Qingxu. The two of them are one or two together. They didn't try to hide their identities. The truce envoys sent by the garrison in northern Daliang asked them to introduce the wolf king Calais while doing things up and down.
The two of them were very generous, and the gifts were given one by one, but the more generous they were, the more Cao Chunhua knew that no one would recommend them. In the eyes of this group of barbarian nobles, the two of them may have become cash cows. The lunatic who was fascinated by Calais discovered that the money tree was likely to be uprooted.
The two of them "urgently" expressed their death-seeking desire to see Calais Yinghuo, while they were dealing with these eighteen tribes whose minds were floating. In less than a month, these nobles have dared to sit together and discuss the wolf king in secret.
At the same time, after several night visits, Chen Qingxu roughly figured out the guarding situation of the Wolf King's tent. At this time, the net was about to be closed.
Someone poured a bowl of kumiss to the chief steward who came in from outside. The chief steward took it with both hands, his hands trembled uncontrollably, and he poured it down in one breath, only then did he feel alive.
He slumped on the side with his arms raised, and said in a low voice: "Don't mention it, even the prince was beaten, and the wolf king is determined, and he has to do it."
Cao Chunhua said innocently: "The imperial court has sent an envoy to the south, and the war has now ceased there. It is useless for us to fight again. Why, didn't the chief executive convey this matter?"
The chief executive was really struggling to open his mouth. He seemed to be leaking water. He raised his hand and sweated on his forehead: "Little brother, if I say this today, I'm afraid you won't be able to wait for me."
The nobles of the eighteen tribes in Yishui were all silent, but Cao Chunhua shook his head and said slowly, "There's no way, I'll tell you the truth. Today, I asked everyone to gather together with ties because of the recent news from us. Gu Shuai got a letter from Gu Shuai. Gu Shuai accused me and the two of not doing things well. He said that if we didn’t see results, he would send troops to attack. We were nothing. They probably don't want to go to war."
The chief executive's face turned into a large bitter gourd.
At this time, Chen Qingxu said, "Let's go, we tried our best."
Chen Qingxu has an unquestionable temperament. It's fine if she doesn't speak. As soon as she speaks, she can always make a final decision. Hearing this, Cao Chunhua hasn't had time to react, and the northern barbarian nobles have already exploded. In a hurry, he grabbed her sleeve: "Wait!"
Chen Qingxu gave her a cool look.
The wrinkles on the old woman's face twisted a few times, and she twisted a witch-like kindness, and said with a smile: "Girl, let us think of a solution for a few days, my king is a bit stubborn, but I am his elder. I'm going to talk about it and try it out, you don't have to rush to leave."
"Ma'am, it's not that we are unreasonable," Cao Chunhua sighed, "We are also under orders and dare not make our own decisions."
Chen Qingxu pulled out her sleeves and said lightly: "If the wolf king insists on fighting this battle to the end for his own personal vendetta, it is probably useless for Madam to talk about it. "
This sentence touched the hearts of everyone present.
A while ago, when several tribal leaders joined forces to rebel, they made an article about the relationship between Calais Yinghuo and the girl in her early years. The girl has been dead for more than 20 years. There is no way to prove the relationship between them, but once the seeds of doubt are planted, how can they be so easily removed
Calais Yinghuo has always incited his clansmen to work for him with "deep blood feud" and "great shame", but "forgetting the pain when the scar is healed" is the bad root of mortals. He may be able to incite a momentary blood, and wait until the supplies are unsustainable and the stomach is full. When it becomes a problem, can the "humiliation" of more than 20 years ago be more painful than the children who starved to death
If a person has been dead for so many years, and still haunts the tribe like a ghost, bringing blood other than war, then is she a pure woman who lives forever, or is she a monster who deceives the world
Chen Qingxu said, ignoring the Beiman people of different colors, nodded lightly, and walked out one after another with Cao Chunhua.
Seeing that they were determined not to be accommodating, the old Beiman woman suddenly made up her mind and slammed the crutches in her hand to the ground: "From now on, within two days, I beg your envoy to drag us out for us. In the past two days, my old woman has lived for more than 70 years, so she will use this age as a guarantee, and I will give you an explanation in two days!"
This old woman was of a high rank in the clan, and the wolf king would call her aunt. When she opened her mouth, no one objected in public. Only the bitter chief executive moved his lips and was stared at by the old woman with a sharp white eye. went back.
Cao Chunhua and Chen Qingxu looked at each other, frowning in embarrassment for a long time, and finally reluctantly said: "Well, since it's Mrs. Hongxia's promise, we have to try it out. Waiting for your good news, farewell."
When the two outsiders left through the secret passage at the back door, the whole room of Beiman nobles exploded.
The chief manager wanted to cry without tears and said to Mrs. Hongxia: "Mother-in-law, did you just not hear me clearly? Wang Tie was determined to fight this battle, even the prince, look at me. This is the king's original words: if there is no Zi Liujin, I will dig it up, the materials are not enough to let the corpse, let you all pay!"
Before Mrs. Hongxia had time to speak, a middle-aged man had already become irritated: "Why is he still dreaming about his spring and autumn dreams? Do you want to beat the Xuantieying defense line to attack the Central Plains, or do you want to wait for the Western monkeys to give you food and drink? We are ready After 20 years, he has gathered 100,000 warriors, countless fire machines and steel armor, spitting dry food and jerky, and joined forces with the east, west, north and south to act at the same time, but he has not been able to truly set foot in the Central Plains! He is still doing this kind of thing. Dream, why? Are the streets starving? I don’t think pumping out our marrow won’t satisfy his appetite!”
His voice was like a folk song howling when sheep was herding, and the bells and gongs were sounded undisguised. Several people around immediately showed panic, and they all persuaded him, a middle-aged man, to be cautious in his words and deeds.
The angry middle-aged man sat down and said with a sneer: "Third mother-in-law, I think you can't keep your promise this time, don't say that you are willing to betray the old man. I won't lift my eyelids."
Mrs. Hongxia lifted her shriveled eyelids and slammed her cane to the side: "Shut up, useless things, what's the use of yelling in the room!"
The middle-aged man snorted indignantly.
Mrs. Hongxia remained motionless, but a few tendons like old tree roots were exposed on the back of her skinny hand like chicken feet, and then she slowly said, "The Wolf King left his hand last time and cleaned up a few departments, and he still Is there a second hand?"
There was silence in the room, completely frightened by this old woman's shocking boldness. After a long time, the chief executive shivered and said: "Three, three mother-in-law, the blood under the wolf's flag has not been done yet."
"Death by resistance is also death, and being dragged down slowly is also death, what's the difference?" The old lady's hoarse voice sounded in the silence, "Your ancestors shed wolf blood, and now they are all tamed. Have you become a dog? Or is it that you would rather watch your wives, children, young and old starve to death, die in battle, and have to live for a few months?"
She raised her head slowly, her turbid eyes swept across the barbarian nobles who were pregnant with ghosts, seeing some of them with awe-inspiring expressions, some thoughtful, some hesitant, and some trembling, she sneered and said, "I know All of you here are not of the same mind. Some people may have been thinking about selling my old lady to Calais after leaving this house. Let me put it this way, cowards, if we succeed this time, it will save your life, yes There is no harm in you, if you fail, you will not be implicated in the incident - but this will be thinking about the rat who is going to go out to inform, do you think Calais's ominous Ying Shuxing will miss you, or do you think you and Are we mortal old things getting too close and acting suspiciously?"
The middle-aged man who was filled with righteous indignation just now jumped up and said, "That's right, third mother-in-law, I'll follow you!"
Over the years, the nobles of the Eighteen Tribes have been oppressed by Calais Ying too much. The nobles hate him and are afraid of his high-handed policies. When the leader came out, many indignant people immediately followed.
Mrs. Hongxia turned to the chief executive: "It doesn't matter if we think about it, we still have to rely on the chief executive."
The chief executive sat in front of everyone's eyes, and sat for a moment as if to evaporate, steaming the entire room without sunlight, and finally slapped his thigh with his teeth: "Third mother-in-law ordered!"
When a country is in danger, there must be blood-stained conflicts in the power structure—whether it is the Great Liang, the Eighteen Heavenly Wolf Tribes, or even the foreigners trapped in the south of the Yangtze River, all of them cannot escape this poverty-stricken situation. Very dangerous, 100% chance, one step forward is the prosperity of the family and country, and one step behind may be the extinction of the family.
At this time, a turbulent dark tide spread through the eighteen tribes of Beiman, and the nobles of the surnames went to organize their own forces, not to mention.
The next night, a swallow-like shadow jumped up on the watchtower among the Eighteen Tribes—this was built at the expense of the foreigners. At first, the foreigners were responsible for the maintenance here. Now the Westerners are too busy to take care of themselves. The lighter has failed, and the base is left as a decoration.
The guards on the tower have been quietly brought down, and the man who jumped up to the watchtower showed his face in the moonlight. It was actually a taciturn little servant under the commander's account. He swiftly went all the way to the tower. Top, there are already people waiting above.
The "home slave" was settled, and wiped his face, revealing a ever-changing Cao Chunhua.
Cao Chunhua said: "It's clear, the chief executive put something safe in Calais Yinghuo's medicine."
Chen Qingxu: "You didn't want to poison him directly?"
"It's not that easy," Cao Chunhua said, "Calais is a voodoo master. If he doesn't get it right, he will startle the snake, but it's a safe drug. He usually prepares some occasionally, and even if he finds it, it's not easy to become suspicious. Wang There are family members of various noble surnames in the guards of the tent. These people have already ordered them. They plan to unknowingly do it at night, try not to disturb Calais Yingyu, let him die in the bed tent, quietly, tomorrow morning. The prince will succeed the throne. Once it is confirmed that Calais' medicine has entered the mouth, the chief executive will call it Ye Xiao's name, and we are waiting for it - has the chief informed you?"
Chen Qingxu's fingers flashed with a small silver ball, which was the signal flare that Shen Yi gave her. This little thing has been hidden in her sleeve, and suddenly she has to take it out for use, and she is suddenly reluctant.
But Cao Chunhua didn't know these many thoughts, she just sighed: "A generation of heroes, the people below him want to rebel against him, and he doesn't even want to hear his last words. What did he say?"
"I'm too afraid of him," Chen Qingxu was on the watchtower, looking in the direction of the king's tent through the clairvoyance on the bridge of her nose, "I haven't asked yet, how on earth did you ask Mrs. Hongxia to lead the way?"
"Mrs. Hongxia's son died on the battlefield," Cao Chunhua said casually, pinning her hair behind her ears, "leaving her only one grandson, the grandson is almost sixteen, and Nacalais is extremely vicious, requiring all noble families to exceed A sixteen-year-old boy must join the army. I saw her son a few times when I sneaked into the barbarian tribe. I pinched the ghost's face a few nights ago and visited the old mother for him. Maybe it doesn't look like it, but it's dark and blind. , her eyes were dim, so she passed by. I hugged her head and cried for a while, only to say that I couldn't bear the young son Jiao'er to go the same way as his father. Look, my eye sockets haven't subsided. Something is covering it, Miss Chen, do you have any special medicine for swelling?"
Chen Qingxu: ""
Cao Chunhua shook her head and said to Yue in pity: "How many tears have I shed while holding someone else's face? Alas, this is true"
Chen Qingxu: "Shh - did you hear it?"
In the bleak night, several Ye Xiao's shrill cries sounded abruptly, and the chief executive made his move!
Chen Qingxu pushed open the window of the watchtower, and an almost invisible thread was punched out from her fingertips and hung down from the tower, just enough for her toes to take advantage of it.
Cao Chunhua took out a small pot of purple gold from her bosom, poured it on the watchtower from a height, and made the illusion of oil leaking from the tower, and then tapped it neatly. The fierce flames meandered down like a real dragon, and in an instant, the watchtower was reflected like daylight. Chen Qingxu took advantage of the watchtower to catch fire and bounced the signal bomb in his hand high, and the signal bomb went straight up and down. Two, splitting a lightning-like white light - the white light is very special, it is not dazzling to see close up, it is easily blocked by the fire of purple gold, and the extremely penetrating light beam can only be distinguished from a distance .
Shen Yi, who had been in ambush for a long time, saw it from afar and jumped up: "Master, let's do it!"
Gu Yun let out a long whistle, and Xuan Ying, like a bat in the dark night, swept past the ground quickly, only hearing the wind, but not seeing anyone.
Shen Yilai rushed out impatiently, remembered something, turned back, and said to Gu Yun, "Zixi, you just came back from Jiangnan yesterday, and you didn't take a break, can you bear it?"
Gu Yun was stunned for a moment, then he laughed and said: "My God, how did you grow such a bunch of unwilling hearts? Don't worry about me, watch Miss Chen go - don't worry, you can watch Calais Yinghuo that turtle grandson walk At the end of the road, it is more effective than any elixir."
There is also the voodoo secret technique that was hidden by the old madman. Gu Yun didn't dare to talk about it, and he didn't dare to look forward to it too much, but in the end he still wanted to come and see it in person.
What if
"In case Urgu really has a solution," Gu Yun thought with determination, "I will go to Huguo Temple to put incense sticks on the bald donkeys."
Chen Qingxu was unparalleled and disappeared immediately after landing. The rebels of the Eighteen Tribes wanted Calais Yinghuo to die silently, but she didn't want him to have no last words - otherwise, who would the voodoo secret arts go to?
Cao Chunhua had a hard time following, and when she was halfway to following, she suddenly heard the scream of Bai Hong's bowstring.
Cao Chunhua looked up and glanced at the deserter. Sure enough, he saw the sky-high flames rising from the south. He knew that the Xuantie Camp had arrived, and it would not be long before they would directly break into the Beiman line of defense. But after just leaving for such a moment, when I look at it again, Chen Qingxu's figure has disappeared.
From Chen Qingxu's point of view, the guards of the Wolf King's tent were ordinary. There were still half of the people engaged in conspiracy and tricks that night. She got in without much effort. A small group of rebels rushed to the main tent with knives and guns, and then fell lightly and unknowingly tangled behind them.
The rebels marched towards the main tent without any defense, but Chen Qingxu noticed something was wrong on the way - she knew that there would be fewer guards in the wolf king tent that night, but there was no reason to be so many.
Chen Qingxu's heart tightened, and the knife slipped into her palm.
At this moment, the rebels have arrived at the main tent of the king's tent in Calais.
Suddenly there was a light sound in the air, and the well-ventilated main tent was suddenly opened, and countless bows and arrows and short cannons protruded from the window door. The unsuspecting rebels got stuck in the middle.
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