In the camp tent, Wen Qingzhu listened to the report of the guard.

The day before the White Wolf Tribe began to attack Yonghe Pass, the Xiongnu were preparing to break through the Shuangfeng Mountain.

Fortunately, Fu Lie and Lu Chengen had already prepared, and the Xiongnu had not been able to get in.

"Then have you received the news that the prince has returned from outside the customs?" Wen Qingzhu stood in front of the sand table, looking at the terrain on this side of the Shuangfeng Mountain.

Outside the pass are rolling hills, and less than 100 miles are flat grasslands.

On the contrary, the terrain in the pass is a little more complicated.

The guard standing behind him clenched the hilt of the knife on his waist and hesitated: "Yesterday, the prince sent a message back, but he didn't give it to us directly. ”

Wen Qingzhu turned sideways, looked at the guard in front of him fixedly, and looked him up and down.

"Speaking of which, I really think I've never seen you, you are definitely not from the Fu family, are you from the Lu family?"

"My lord, the villain was the guard of Yonghe Pass before, and he came out of the Lu family army six years ago, and I shouldn't have been in the position of the guard, but General Guo went out of the pass, and General Ling disappeared when he was patrolling the mountain in the sky before, and I'm just-"

A gust of wind rose, and Beidou pressed his sword against his neck.

The guard's voice stopped abruptly, and Wen Qingzhu looked at him coldly: "Why didn't you send this kind of news back?" ”

Yesterday, Fu Lie's personal soldiers did come back, one came to her side, and the other went to Yonghe Pass.

The guards left behind did not know the content of the message.

Thinking about it, there is only one possibility, that is, Fu Lie and Lu Chengen do not trust this person.

"My lord! What are you doing here? The guard squinted his eyes and looked at Beidou next to him, so stiff that he didn't dare to move.

After a circle around this guard, Wen Qingzhu suddenly asked a question: "You are not from the Fu family, nor are you from the Lu family, so who are you?" ”

"Isn't it obvious, here in Dingyuan, in addition to them, there are also people from the Zhao family! The subordinate is—"

Before he finished speaking, Wen Qingzhu directly interjected: "Zhao Lin and the three major families in Linzhou have been arrested, and the evidence of collusion with the Huns is conclusive. ”

Stopping in front of the guard, Wen Qingzhu's dark eyes were cold, and his voice was awe-inspiring: "Who are you?" ”

Forced to this point, the guard finally couldn't bear it anymore and was ready to commit suicide by taking poison.

Beidou struck first and knocked him unconscious.

The body fell to the ground softly, Beidou glanced at Wen Qingzhu, and as soon as she raised her hand, Beidou took out a medicine bottle from his arms, poured out a pill from it and fed it to the people on the ground.

As Wen Qingzhu turned around, the captain of the dark guard quietly appeared in front of her and asked in a low voice, "What do you command?" ”

"The camp here has been infiltrated, the situation on Fu Lie's side is critical, you stay and control the situation, I will help you easily, no one will see it."

The dark guard thought of the tools they brought this time, and didn't take that into account, so there weren't enough materials.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Wen Qingzhu took out a dagger and asked Beidou to put the guards on the collapse behind.

She took the medicine box, prepared the medicinal materials, and said in a low voice: "If you don't have enough materials, then make your own." ”

The dagger rested under the jawbone of the guard......

More than an hour later, someone outside the tent reported the matter: "General! There is something to report to the subordinates! ”

Retracting his bloodstained hand, Wen Qingzhu replied lightly: "Your general is sick, if there is anything to say outside." ”

The young general of the report frowned, was this discovered?

After hesitating for a moment, he still insisted: "We found General Ling's traces on the back mountain, but do we want to send someone to investigate?" ”

As soon as the words fell, the curtain was suddenly lifted.

A cold face suddenly appeared in front of him, and he almost retreated in fright.

Fortunately, the psychological quality was strong enough, and the young general still stabilized himself, and tried to ask in a normal tone: "Lord Wen, there is no chief general in the army now, if you can report to General Ling to find it back——"

"No need!" Wen Qingzhu turned sideways and moved out of the way, and a guard leaning on the collapse appeared in front of him.

He raised his hand and said with a weak breath: "General Ling handed over this place to me, I will not let him down." ”

The young general raised his feet and wanted to go in, but seeing that Wen Qingzhu was still standing aside, he forced himself to stop, and asked anxiously, "What is going on with the guard?" ”

Wen Qingzhu turned around and said as he walked inside: "He was poisoned, but he didn't find out, I just helped him detoxify, and I'm already sure that General Ling won't come back." ”

The young general at the door hesitated for a moment, but still followed in.

Before the collapse, the young general saw two bowls of black blood on the side of the collapse, and there was a strange smell of blood in the air.

He felt more and more bad, and always felt that the guard in front of him had changed someone.

"I have already helped you solve your matter, in about an hour or two, 10,000 soldiers and horses will come over, this is a talisman, you can put it away."

As he spoke, Wen Qingzhu took out a talisman and handed it to the guard.

When the young general behind him saw the talisman, his heart jumped instantly, he could be sure that this was still a real talisman!

After briefly explaining some things, Wen Qingzhu left with Beidou.

After about a quarter of an hour, the young general was sure that no one would come in, so he carefully sat on the edge of the collapse, and reached out to press the guard's hand: "Are you okay?" ”

"It's okay, but it's on your side, is there any news from the master's side?" The guard sat up, and when he withdrew his hand, the young general immediately stood up, his back slightly arched, and made a defensive posture.

The guard frowned and looked at him: "What are you doing here?" ”

The two looked at each other for a long time, and then the young general was a little relieved, and took out a letter from his sleeve: "The master said, let's try to keep Wen Qingzhu as much as possible." ”

"No! She's starting to doubt me! If I hadn't poisoned myself, I wouldn't have been able to clear my suspicions. ”

The guard turned to his feet, the strange smell of blood growing stronger.

He walked over to the cabinet and carefully placed the talisman.

Just as he was about to turn around, he stumbled and almost fell, but the young general hurried over to hold him and took the opportunity to touch his jaw.

Except for a strange feeling of coldness, it doesn't seem to be much different from before.

"The residual poison in my body is not completely clear, hurry up and help me sit down, the next thing may need to be handed over to you."

The young general was relieved to help him sit down, and when he was about to ask, his neck was suddenly twisted, and he lost his breath in an instant.

The guard stood up and opened the couch, which contained a corpse with its face and hands skinned, its eyes bulging out in horror, as if it were dead. balance

Throwing the general's body in and putting it away, the guard beckoned the other guards to come out and assigned someone to change into the general's clothes.

"From today onwards, you go out at night, and I will deal with the things during the day."

Leaving the Shuangfeng Mountain Pass, Wen Qingzhu wore a helmet mask, rode a horse, and looked into the distance.

Counting the time, the captain of the dark guard should have taken care of this matter.

Looking back at the newly built Great Wall, Wen Qingzhu's face sank like water, hoping that it could be hidden for a while.

The two of them galloped for more than an hour and came to the undulating small dirt bag.

Wen Qingzhu soon discovered the traces left by Fu Jiajun.

After much searching, she settled on a western direction.

Looking up at the west, Wen Qingzhu was very strange: "How could Fu Lie run over there?" ”

Following the traces left by Fu Jiajun, Wen Qingzhu got on the horse again and beckoned Beidou to continue to set off.

I didn't want Beidou to wave his hand, pointing in the direction of the north, signaling that someone was coming.

Wen Qingzhu immediately dismounted and lurked with Beidou.

About half an hour later, a bell sounded ahead.

Wen Qingzhu squinted at the past, it was a group of merchants, and they seemed to be transporting goods.

As they got closer, Wen Qingzhu found that the wheel traces left on the ground were very shallow.

The carriage is empty!

Although these people were not facing the Twin Peaks Mountain, Wen Qingzhu knew very well that they were definitely going to the Twin Peaks.

As they got closer and closer, they soon passed by.

Wen Qingzhu was thinking about which way they were, when Beidou suddenly jumped out, brandishing a heavy broadsword, and looked directly in the direction behind Wen Qingzhu.

With the sound of the handover of blades, a man shouted in the Central Plains: "Stop! We're just businessmen! ”

Beidou gave him a strange look, and his men's movements became faster and faster.

The man on the other side immediately changed his words and shouted in Hun dialect: "We are our own people!" ”

Beidou paused, and the man thought he was saved, and hurriedly said, "Is the brother from the Asan tribe, or from Aquila City?" ”

After a moment of silence, there was a rustling sound in his ears, Beidou no longer hesitated, and looked directly over.

This time the man couldn't avoid it, and a knife fell on his shoulder.

Blood burst out in an instant, and before he had time to scream, Beidou had already ended his life with a single sword.

Wen Qingzhu stood up from the cave where he was ambushed and saw Beidou wiping the handle of his knife with the coat of the corpse on the ground.

Walking up to him, Wen Qingzhu carefully examined the man's clothes and what was on his body.

After looking around, there was nothing strange about it.

While she was pondering, Beidou suddenly let out a low roar.

Wen Qingzhu immediately stood up and looked in the direction of Beidou, revealing a figure wearing a black cloak on the dirt bag in the south.

He looked at Wen Qingzhu fixedly, and then Wen Qingzhu made a 'hello' gesture in the Huns.

The black cloak didn't react and left a moment later.

Wen Qingzhu breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, that person didn't come.

Whether they are friend or foe, they have been discovered.

The weather was overcast, and there were layers of dark clouds overhead, overwhelming people's breath.

The grassland is endless and flat, and the cold wind blows like a blade scraping a person's face.

Wen Qingzhu beckoned Beidou to move on.

As night came, Wen Qingzhu and the others came to a set of rivers, the water level was very low, and most of the riverbed was exposed.

It was cold at night and the wind got stronger.

Beidou took out a warm wool cloak and handed it to Wen Qingzhu for her to put on.

After putting it on, it was a lot warmer.

Wen Qingzhu stood by the river and didn't leave, and the traces left by Fu Jiajun disappeared here.

There is also a lot of silt in the middle of the riverbed, and there are countless messy footprints on it.

"What's going on?" Wen Qingzhu was very uneasy in his heart, why did the traces disappear here?

Just when she was confused, Beidou suddenly made a warning sound.

Wen Qingzhu turned his head to look, and in the dark night in the distance, there were three black shadows slowly approaching.

Beidou was very uneasy, and his throat kept sending out ho-ho warnings.

Thinking of the man in the black cloak during the day, Wen Qingzhu felt that they might not have to leave in such a hurry.

After appeasing Beidou, Wen Qingzhu stood on the riverbed and waited patiently.

Since she couldn't track Fu Jiajun's traces, she always had to find a way to start from other places.

About two quarters of an hour later, the three black shadows stopped five feet away from them.

"Are things ready?"

Without any warning, the other party suddenly spoke in a very pure Xiongnu dialect.

When Wen Qingzhu heard it, there was really a play.

She pondered for a moment, how should she answer at this time?

The person on the other side seemed to be a little impatient: "We are already here, and the goods are ready, what is going on on your side?" ”

In the face of their pressing step, Wen Qingzhu pondered and replied: "There is a little problem on our side. ”