Hell, run away, the little milk baby is coming to the underworld again.

The soldiers who had had enough to eat suddenly became energetic and shouted loudly to open the city gate to meet the enemy.

But Meng Leshan did not agree.

It's not that he's afraid that he won't be able to defeat the Dan people, it's more important now to eliminate the evil spirits in the army.

After all, the "ones" who stab you in the back are more terrifying than the real enemy.

Ye Zeyan also agreed with his grandfather's approach.

Little Yanbao listened to her grandfather and brother, but she, a child, didn't understand so much.

Anyway, she would help fight when the war started, and help in the interrogation to catch the mole.

And she also had something to do.

Meng Leshan took his grandson and granddaughter back to the Zhongjun tent again, and Xiao Yanbao scattered the protective talismans of the sixteen people.

Naturally, Meng Leshan refused to tell the truth when he asked them, but with Xiao Yanbao here, they couldn't help it.

After examining and pasting each true talisman, answer whatever is asked, or even speak out on your own without asking.

They obviously didn't want to say it, but they couldn't help themselves.

The sixteen spies looked at Xiao Yanbao in horror. What had this little doll done to him? Why could she not control herself from revealing her secrets after patting herself?

What kind of magic is this?

In the end, these sixteen people confessed ten more spies that Lin Yao didn't know about.

Meng Leshan felt like cold sweat broke out on his back. He had never been afraid of facing the enemy on the battlefield, but there were so many spies inserted into the army by Sheng Wenbai, and he didn't even notice at all.

What a fright!

This time, it was the ten spies that Ye Zeyan led his people to catch, and actually all the spies were planted in the kitchen.

Meng Leshan couldn't help but recite Amitabha secretly. Fortunately, the leader of the group didn't poison the food.

In order to frighten the entire army, Meng Leshan gathered all the soldiers in Yushaoguan to the school military field.

Twenty-seven spies, including Lin Yao, were kidnapped and taken to the school military field.

He wanted to behead these spies in public as a warning to others.

Not only that, Xiao Yanbao also came to the rescue, turned around, and released Sheng Ming from the wishful bag.

Meng Leshan was shocked and confused, "Mr. Zhen Guo...why is he here?"

"Grandfather, Sheng Ming colluded with Tunisia to rebel. Now he is a rebel. My sister and I have arrested him. We are waiting for the border war to subside and will be escorted back to Beijing to be dealt with by my father."

"Rebellion?" Meng Leshan opened his mouth.

Although the Sheng clan was domineering and arrogant in the court, they never expected that the head of state would unite with neighboring countries to rebel.

Conspiracy is a serious crime that will destroy the nine clans.

"Soldiers of Yushaoguan, maybe there are people planted by Sheng Wenbai among you who have not been found out. Even if you have saved your life and Sheng Ming has been caught for treason, how many more days do you think the Sheng family can survive? So you should know where to go. Anyone who dares to help Sheng Wenbai or the enemy country will not only be killed without mercy, but also all nine tribes will be killed together."

Ye Zeyan's words were sonorous and powerful, and Xiao Yanbao helped spread them to everyone's ears with the help of transmission notes.

Very deterrent.

There were tens of thousands of people in the school military field, and it was so silent that you could hear a pin drop.

Meng Leshan gave the order, "Behead!"

Twenty-six spies were killed.

Lin Yao closed his eyes tightly, but there was no pain as expected. It turns out that beheading does not hurt!

He slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was dazzling blood and heads.

He tried turning his neck, but felt that his head was still there.

Looking up further, I saw Meng Leshan's cold and stern face.

"Sir, Commander-in-Chief, I..."

"You're not dead, but I'm not sparing you. I'm giving you a more dignified way to die."

Then Meng Leshan waved his hand and asked someone to take Lin Yao down.

When he returned to the Zhongjun tent again, Meng Leshan couldn't bear it any longer and asked: "Granddaughter, where did you hide the second prince of Tunisia and Sheng Ming? Why did they risk your life as soon as you turned around?" Out?"

Xiao Yanbao smiled crookedly. There were only three of them in the Zhongjun tent, her grandfather and grandson, so she patted her wishful bag.

"Grandpa, I hid them all here."

Meng Leshan thought he heard wrongly and looked at Ye Zeyan.

Ye Zeyan nodded, "Grandpa, you heard me right. The grain in the granary is also hidden in my sister's wishful bag."

Meng Leshan felt that his brain was a bit insufficient. Not only his brain, but also his eyes and ears felt insufficient.

How can such a small, shabby and old cloth bag hold two big living people? Can it still hold a granary’s worth of grain?

No, no, no, I must be hallucinating.

Xiao Yanbao looked at his grandfather's twisted expression and giggled so hard that he couldn't even stand up straight.

After laughing enough, he released the second prince of Tunisia and Sheng Ming from the wishful bag in front of Meng Leshan, sent them back, sent them back, released them...

This action was repeated seven or eight times, and Bakken and Sheng Ming were tormented by Xiao Yanbao and rolled their eyes.

"You might as well kill me," Sheng Ming said angrily.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I can't stand it anymore. All my torture skills are still useless. When I am happy, I will try them all on you."

Sheng Ming: You'd better cry every day, don't be happy.

After Xiao Yanbao said it, she felt something was wrong. She was very happy every day.

"Then starting from tomorrow, I will let you see what I am capable of every day."

Bakken: Fortunately, I held back and didn't say anything. This little ancestor is too scary.

Meng Leshan was stunned by little Yanbao, "Yanbao, stop playing, grandpa believes it."

Xiao Yanbao then sent Baken and Sheng Ming into the wishful bag and did not let them out again.

But he used his mind to move out a lot of food, directly filling the Chinese army tent.

Meng Leshan's heart was beating wildly, "Granddaughter, your bag is a treasure!"

Ye Zeyan: Grandpa, did you just find out?

You never thought about how we, brothers and sisters, could transport so much food without carts, horses, or soldiers to transport it?

Do you trust your grandson and me too much, or are you too old and slow to react?

Xiao Yanbao was not there to show off, but just to let my grandfather see something that he couldn't figure out in the future, so that he would not make a fuss, and to reassure his grandfather that as long as she was there, there would be no shortage of food in Yushaoguan.

Xiao Yanbao put the food in the Chinese army's tent into the wishful bag.

After all, Meng Leshan was a veteran who had been on the battlefield for a long time, and he quickly regained his composure.

But he still didn't understand, "Yan Bao, do you already have so much food in your bag?"

If food can grow in the little granddaughter's cloth bag, it will be more than enough for the Lan Kingdom to not only win the war, but also to expand the surrounding countries into the territory of the Lan Kingdom.

"No, my Ruyi Bag can only hold things and cannot grow food. These grains were secretly hidden by Sheng Ming and used in preparation for the rebellion, so I put them into the Ruyi Bag."

Meng Leshan: No wonder they have never been able to supply food and grass in Yushaoguan. It turns out that this old thief Sheng Ming got it to him. Hateful, hateful!

"Yan Bao, one more thing, why didn't you let my grandfather kill Lin Yao and those spies together?"

Xiao Yanbao slapped his head and said, "Oh, I forgot something important."