Section 29, Day 2. Wu Ming got up early in the morning, practiced Tai Chi first, and then played a set of strong and fierce long punches, and after a round of practice, his body was already sweaty, and his spirit was better. He took some cold water and was about to rinse off to refresh himself. At this time, I saw Yang Yi hurrying in from the outside with a big bow on his back.

Although the Guards Battalion has now abolished the custom of retinue, the camp is still larger than that of ordinary soldiers. After all, a warrior needs at least a slightly quieter environment and space, and he also has his own little secrets. Yang Yi has been following Wu Ming during this time. Therefore, Wu Ming also knew a little about his habits, and knew that this kid had to practice riding and archery in addition to practicing every morning. Yang Yi walked through Yang in a hundred steps, and his magic shooting skills were amazing. But Wu Ming knew that in addition to this kid's talent, it was also inseparable from his diligence.

Yang Yi ran in front of Wu Ming, bowed respectfully and said, "My lord, get up so early?" Wu Ming smiled: "Morning, aren't you up too?" How is it, have you ever broken through the fifth stage? ”

As soon as he said this, Yang Yi's face was full of energy, and he saluted again: "Thanks to the blessing of the lord, I broke through last night." I'll shoot a few wild birds later, so that the adults can see my craft again. "Although the Guards Battalion is disciplined, it has more free time than ordinary soldiers, after all, whoever practices his own work has no privacy, and he can't let people practice in public. Yang Yi seemed to be in a very good mood, and even used his personal time to hunt. However, his barbecue does not taste bad. It's not bad to eat a little spice once in a while.

Thinking of this, Wu Ming joked: "Don't run too far, you have to look carefully, don't shoot down the carrier pigeons of the baggage camp." Although he knew that Wu Ming was joking, Yang Yi still saluted and said: "Don't worry, the pigeons in the baggage camp have special signs, and they will never shoot wrong." ”

Wu Ming smiled: "Then, it depends on your craftsmanship at night." ”

After sending Yang Yi away, Wu Ming's face gradually sank. Yesterday's scene still haunts him. He thought about it all night, and vaguely frowned. After a little breakfast, I went to the main account of the southern army. As soon as they arrived at the gate of the camp tent, the guards guarding the door saluted and said loudly: "General, Lord Wu, the commander of the guard battalion, is here." ”

The sound of moving chairs suddenly sounded inside, and Zhu Yulong ran out. said loudly to Wu Ming: "Come in quickly, I'm about to find you." Wu Ming saw that his eyes were red, but his hair was a little messy, and he was surprised: "What, didn't Brother Zhu sleep last night?" ”

"It's all like this, who can still sleep. What, do you have any idea of a good idea? ”

If you want to take Guangyang City without any damage, unless you surrender the army without a fight. And to do this, I'm afraid the only way to do this is to make Sima Shang surrender. But Sima Shang also knew that he had too much blood debt, and Wu Ming himself had no intention of letting him go, let alone others. Probably Sima Shang also understands the current situation, and knows that once he surrenders, there will be absolutely no good fruit to eat. That's why they made the act of using people as a shield, killing people to satisfy hunger, and so on. Wu Ming thought for a while and said, "Brother Zhu, it's good that you handled it properly yesterday." Otherwise, even if the bullet is pressed down at that time, I am afraid that many soldiers will cower and lose their fighting spirit. I wish the eldest brother the art of domination, and the lower officials admire it. ”

Zhu Yulong glanced at Wu Ming in surprise and said with a smile: "My father wrote that he can't see through you more and more now. And the little sister praised you and praised you for being mellow-hearted. Honest and inorganic. I was very curious at the time, because both my father and my younger sister were quite insightful, and there were very few disagreements when it came to looking at people. But now it seems that I am afraid that both of them have a biased understanding of you. ”

Speaking of this, he took Wu Ming's hand and walked in, sighed and said: "My father has been in the officialdom for a long time, and it is inevitable that he will use the trick of scheming when dealing with people and things, and I hope you don't blame him." As for the little sister, alas, it is said that love can make a woman stupid, it seems that this is the case, I hope you don't bear her in the future. As for the two of us, don't tout so much about sycophants and the like in the future, but it will seem to be a raw part. ”

was seen through by his brother-in-law, Wu Ming's old face turned red, and he was embarrassed. I had to answer: "Yes." ”

Fortunately, Zhu Yulong didn't say much on this topic, he nodded and continued: "It is a very terrifying thing for the army to bomb the camp, once the camp roars, it will be scattered in a hurry, and at worst it will kill each other. The scene that happened yesterday in Guangyang City, I guess it was also a conspiracy directed by Sima Shang, one was to shake the hearts of our soldiers, and the other was to let me understand his determination to live and die with Guangyang. He Sima Shang vainly tried to use this trick to break the hearts of our army, and he underestimated me too much. ”

Wu Ming said, "Then why did Brother Zhu stop later?" Zhu Yulong was stunned, "Since Sima Shang's poisonous plan has been dismantled, what are you still singing "Funeral Song"? How unlucky. ”

Wu Ming smiled and said: "Guangyang City has reached the point of exhaustion, the people are scattered, and the army has many complaints. Yesterday's scene in the city fully illustrates this qiē. Why don't we have people singing outside the city? First use "Funeral Song" to disturb the hearts of the enemy soldiers, and then inform the enemy soldiers that as long as they surrender, we will immediately entertain them with good wine and meat......"

Before he finished speaking, Zhu Yulong had already patted his head and exclaimed happily: "Yes, why didn't I think of this." Wu Ming, if you can really go down to Guangyang City this time, you will be the first to work. It seems that the little sister said that you are honest and inorganic, but it is a big mistake. He laughed.

When he said this, he was saying in disguise that he was also a deceit. Although he knew that the other party definitely didn't mean to scold him, Wu Ming still sighed secretly in his heart. This strategy is the result of his "Twenty-Four Questions on Marching Strategy" that he flipped through overnight yesterday, combined with the "Four-faced Han Song" by Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu. Just as he was about to say two humble words, at this time, the pro-soldier outside said in a loud voice: "Lord Wu, your subordinates have something to look for you." ”

Who is looking for me now, what can it do? He thought to himself, agreed, and said hello to Zhu Yulong, and the person had already walked out of the camp.

When I got outside, I saw Yang Yi standing outside the tent with a few bird corpses, but his face was a little abnormal. He hurriedly walked over and said with a slight reproach: "Didn't you say that you would only take care of this thing at night?" "Yang Yi has always been steady, and today I don't know what's wrong, so early I came to tell myself what to do?

Yang Yi didn't seem to hear his words, glanced around, and said softly, "My lord, take a step to speak." Wu Ming looked at his mysterious appearance, and his heart was also puzzled, "What's wrong?" Although he said it, the person had been pulled into a remote corner by Yang Yi.

Now there were only two of them nearby, Yang Yi still looked at the soldiers patrolling in the distance, swallowed his spit and said, "My lord, there are spies, there are spies." ”

His words were a little inexplicable, and Wu Ming was also a little confused. "What spy?" he asked. What the hell is going on. ”

Yang Yi settled down, took out a crumpled note from his hand, and handed it to Wu Mingdao: "My lord, look at this." This is the wild pigeon that I shot down by accident, but I didn't expect it to be a pigeon. ”

Wu Ming saw that he said strictly, and opened the note, which read: "Zi Yu Shizi: Zhu Yulong, the commander of the Southern Army, is quite handsome, but he is kind-hearted, and there are still many variables in the battle of Guangyang. ”

The Son? The world can be called the son of the world, and the prince of Beimeng is called so, that is to say, it is the Beimeng spy who wrote this note? When did the Guards Battalion have a Northern Mongolian spies? When he mentioned Beimeng, he suddenly thought of two people, that is, Kaier and Yang Jun. Looks like they must have written this note? In this way, Hu Lan's identity is extraordinary? Emperor Beimeng had two sons, one was Na Yan Dun and the other was Na Yan Da. Among them, Na Yan Dun is the prince, so the one who can call himself the son of the world is Na Yan Da alone.

Wu Ming's heart suddenly had a feeling of pulling out the fog and seeing the clouds. All kinds of doubts that happened to Hu Lan before were suddenly solved. No wonder there are two sixth-stage masters beside him, no wonder Zhu Huai wants to treat Na Yanda like this, and even sent Lu Yu to Baihe Tower to test it afterwards, no wonder...... He let out a long breath. But new doubts have arisen again. Even if you send a spy, you don't need to send two six-stage masters in Nanning, that person is too conspicuous.

There is a section in "Twenty-four Questions on Marching Strategy" that says: "Those who use the space are the first secret." It is deceitful, three is detached, and four is suspicious. "Whether it is between life, between death, between causes, between opposites, and between in. First of all, you must ensure that your information is kept private. The more you know about the enemy, the more intelligence you can get. Although Wu Ming and Na Yanda don't have much contact, they also admire this person who is proficient in music and rhythm and has mixed knowledge. It is naturally impossible for such a person to make such a low-level mistake, and it would be too bad to send two conspicuous sixth-stage masters to be undercover. Thinking of this, he was still puzzled.

Yang Yi saw that after Wu Ming read the note, his face was cloudy, and his heart was obviously agitated. He lowered his voice and said, "My lord, is this thing useful?" Wu Ming sighed, came to his senses, nodded and said, "It's useful, it's so useful." ”

Yang Yi had a smile on his face and said, "Could it be the spies sent to the army by Sima Shang?" Do you know who it is? Otherwise, I'll arrest someone now, and force this kid to release false news, and it's good to confuse the defenders of Guangyang. ”

His words seemed to open a window in the darkness, and a plan suddenly flashed out of Wu Ming's mind. He grabbed Yang Yi, crushed the note, and said softly: "Don't make a noise in advance, if you still go hunting, remember not to shoot pigeons again, so as not to startle the snake." ”

Yang Yi's heart sank, and he bowed and said, "Obey." ”

watched Yang Yi carry a big bow and disappear at the door of the camp. Wu Ming couldn't help but look at the clear sky. For the first time, I felt that the goddess of fate favored me.

Perhaps, this is the inevitability of coincidence. After all, everyone didn't expect that there would be such a miracle shooter, and it just so happened that Guangyang's pigeons were already extinct. The nearby residents, too, ran away because of the war.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he slowly curled. Jian Feiyang, you wait for me, I'll invite you to drink.