How to survive as a villain through time travel

Outside the military tent, Deputy General Chen, who was basically well injured, was twisting his waist and waving his hands to move his body. Seeing Doctor Xiao coming back, he couldn't help but ask, "Why are you back, Doctor Xiao? Didn't you go to the emperor?"

Xiao Yu'an shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands: "Brother Yan is busy, so he didn't see anyone."

"Why don't you be busy in the morning and not in the evening, why are you busy at this time!" Chen Ge howled.

Xiao Yu'an laughed out loud: "I'm not in a hurry, what are you in a hurry for? It's okay, the guard in front of Brother Yan's tent said, after Brother Yan's discussion with the generals is over, he will inform me about my visit to him."

Chen Ge hesitated to speak, a young soldier ran out of the army tent, saw Xiao Yu'an grabbed him, and said, "Dr. Xiao, you are here! I found you, one soldier's wound seems to be more serious, you Go and have a look."

Xiao Yu'an didn't dare to be negligent, and hurriedly lifted the curtain and walked in. It turned out that the soldier's healing ability was extremely poor, and the weather was relatively hot. The wound did not scab but festered. Fortunately, it was not serious. After cleaning up the wounds of the soldiers, the wounded soldiers were fine, and Xiao Yu'an got himself dirty.

Xiao Yu'an himself disliked himself, took clean clothes and a wooden basin, and planned to go to the small river half a mile away from the barracks to wash himself. Soldiers below the rank of lieutenant general are not allowed to leave the barracks without authorization. .

After a busy day, when the moon and stars were thinning, Xiao Yu'an unbuttoned his clothes and took off his mask, scooped up a handful of water to wash his face, and splashed the river water on his body, slowly adapting to the slightly cooler water temperature.

It was cold and cool, and the white moonlight was falling, and the river surface was shimmering, and Xiao Yu'an stirred up the circles of ripples, and the sound of the water, Xiao Yu'an didn't notice the strange soft sound coming from the grass behind him.

Huang Yue's lieutenant hurried back to the barracks. A group of generals discussed from day to night, and finally came to a conclusion.

Huang Yue widened his eyes, led him to a place where no one was around, and asked, "Can you see clearly, is it really the deposed emperor of the Northern Kingdom?"

The deputy general nodded resolutely: "General Huang, tell me, do you want to put him..."

"No, the emperor will never allow it, and the emperor will go to chase the deserters himself tomorrow, so we can't make a mistake at this time." Huang Yue frowned, rubbed his chin, and said softly, "It's better to wait until the Soochow Kingdom is defeated this time." , and then discuss this matter with General Xue."

The lieutenant's eyes suddenly lit up for some reason, he quickly lowered his head to suppress his emotions, and asked cautiously: "General Huang, is the emperor going to chase deserters tomorrow?"

"Yes, the emperor intends to lead a group of elite soldiers to sneak attack there quietly. Even if there is a fraud, the opponent can be caught off guard. I think the emperor is still too cautious. The enemy army is already defeated, so why bother thinking about it?" Huang said. More to say.

The deputy general cupped his fists: "The general is still smart, smart, smart."

He said three brilliant words in a row, and every time he said it, he lowered his head, raised his pitch, and lengthened his ending.

"Okay, let's go to rest first. We should wait until the end of this battle to discuss the deposed emperor of the Northern Kingdom." Huang Yue waved his hand and turned to leave.

The lieutenant bent down and clasped his fists to send Huang Yuehou away. Taking advantage of the darkness and no one around, he got up and headed towards the ancient tree outside the barracks again.

This time, a piece of remnant cloth was buried under the old tree, and the lieutenant saw a large word "withdraw" written on it through the moonlight.

As the pale moonlight fell, the lieutenant smiled sinisterly, bit his finger, and wrote: Don't worry, there is already a scapegoat.