After the villain was scumbag, he was reborn

Spike Valley

Manda and a group of Xiongnu soldiers hid in the valley, quietly waiting for the appearance of Prince Guangling.

But they have been waiting here for two hours at least, but there is still no change in the valley. Seeing that no one was waiting, Manda faintly sensed something was wrong in his heart. He walked out from the shadow of the mountain and faced the Huns next to him. He ordered: "You stay here and watch."

"Yes."

With a solemn expression, Manda quickly stepped onto the horse, tightened the reins, and said in a deep voice, "Drive!"

Langya Valley was not far from the place where the Daqing military camp was stationed. Manda hurried all the way, not daring to stop for a moment. After half an hour's journey, he arrived in just one stick of incense.

Looking at the brightly lit and calm military camp in the distance, he breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that the prince of Guangling did not come back here either.

Hada stayed up all night and was guarding the Daqing barracks with other soldiers. When he heard the sound of horseshoes, he rushed out with a big knife in his hand, but he saw his elder brother returning on horseback.

His eyes were startled, and he hurried forward to greet him, "Brother, why are you back?"

Seeing that there was nothing wrong in the barracks, Manda turned his horse's head around again and prepared to rush back to Langya Valley, = "The prince of Guangling hasn't shown up tonight, I'm worried I've been tricked, so come back and have a look."

"Brother, don't worry!" Hada patted his chest and assured, "With me here, even a mosquito can't get in now, let alone he is alone now, I'm afraid that this bastard won't dare to come."

Hearing his arrogant tone, Manda gave him a somewhat dissatisfied look. Although he looked calm now, there was always a faint uneasiness lingering in his heart.

But now, Chu Yan, who was being 'noticed' by others, had galloped on his horse and left the boundary of Daqing in a short time. He looked at the military tents lined up on the plain in the distance, and squinted his eyes, silently. He jumped off the horse with a sound, and then patted the horse's belly.

The black horse snorted humanely, then raised its front hooves, and galloped in the same direction as it came and went.

Chu Yan covered his face with a scarf and lay down in the grass. After observing the front, he crawled towards the direction of the Xiongnu barracks.

Now most of the Xiongnu in the barracks were taken to Daqing by Manda. Chu Yan took a quick look and found that there should be less than 5000 people left here.

Of course, 5000 people, for him, is also a hurdle that is destined to be impossible to break through.

He quietly crawled to the vicinity of the Huns' military camp, and then hid next to the most remote military tent, waiting patiently and silently like a wild beast preying in the dark.

Not long after, Chu Yan heard footsteps approaching, his eyes narrowed slightly, and an unsheathed dagger quickly slipped from his cuff to his palm.

As soon as the two Huns who were on patrol came over, a cold light flashed in front of their eyes. Before they could see clearly, there was a big mouth bubbling blood on their necks.

Chu Yan dragged the two of them to a hiding place, took off one of the Xiongnu's armor, and quickly put it on his body.

After the camouflage was completed, he lowered his head and began to walk around the Huns' barracks with a natural expression.

The purpose of Chu Yan's visit this time was mainly to find the food reserve account of the Xiongnu.

The living habits of the Xiongnu and Daqing were different. They were stationed in the plains all year round, and their positions could be moved at any time. Therefore, most of the food and grass in the military camp were looted from nearby cities on weekdays.

He calculated the distance, and the distance between the Huns' front-line barracks and the base camp would take at least a day's delay. In addition to this invasion, the Huns' [-] troops would definitely prepare sufficient food and grass here in advance, but the [-] troops' Food and grass is not a small amount. For Daqing, it is just a matter of allocation, but for the Xiongnu living on the grassland, this is not something that can be completed in a short time.

and so--

Chu Yan looked at more than a dozen grain storage accounts in the distance, and a subtle dark light flashed in the depths of his eyes.

As long as their food and grass account is destroyed, Manda will definitely mess up. He will either use his father to threaten him to appear, or start to attack Daqing in order to demonstrate to himself.

If it is the former, it will take at least three days for the Xiongnu to prepare the army rations again, and Chongyang must have arrived by then. If it is the latter, after hearing the battle report, the court will definitely send a new general to lead the battle The retreating army was in full swing.

And this general must be the military attache that Feng Changxing trusted.

At that time...

Thinking of the plan in his heart, a cruel smile flashed across Chu Yan's eyes.

——He will use the chess pieces in Feng Changxing's hand to destroy the chessboard that has been laid out for a long time.

Chu Yan walked away calmly, and continued to pretend to be a Huns on patrol, meeting those soldiers with ease, and even said hello a few times.

Shaking until Chou Shi, this is the time when the body is the most sleepy and the nerves are the most relaxed. He looked up at the sky, and it was so dark that the bright moon could not be seen, and even the stars were very sparse.

Chu Yan hooked the corner of his lower lip, it seemed that even the heavens were looking towards him.

He walked towards the grain tent in the far corner, pretending to be a soldier who had come to change the guard with them.

The two soldiers guarding outside the tent yawned in unison, and said something in the Hun language with rolling tongue, and Chu Yan also replied in a thick voice.

The night was dark, and the two of them couldn't see Yan's facial features clearly, and his accent was pure, so they didn't have much doubt.

One of the soldiers patted Chu Yan on the shoulder, and was about to turn around to leave when his stomach suddenly felt cramped. He lowered his head, and only had time to see a small part of the blade that had penetrated the flesh. The soldier standing behind him had his pupils constricted and opened Just as he was about to shout, a bloody dagger was inserted into his mouth extremely quickly, directly piercing his fragile throat.

Before the two soldiers had time to make a sound, they were easily handled by Chu Yan. He lifted the cowhide curtain and walked quickly into the tent.

After taking a few glances at the grain and grass piled inside, Chu Yan cut open the sack with a dagger, then took out a torch, lit the torch, and threw it on the grain and grass pile, and then continued to plunder as lightly as a swallow while the fire was still burning. to the next grain account.

After burning six fires in a row, the sleepy Xiongnu were alarmed one after another, and they began to put out fires and arrest people in a frenzied manner.

Chu Yan walked to the next grain account and saw that there were no Xiongnu guards outside. He was suspicious, so he deliberately slowed down and walked forward.

Sensing a hint of danger inside with keen nerves, Chu Yan slowly drew out the sword at his waist, and waited with bated breath for the man to come out of the tent.

Seeing a very beautiful hand with distinct joints opened the door curtain, Chu Yan's eyes froze, and the long sword in his hand struck the man's wrist swiftly and decisively with lightning speed.

As if he didn't expect something unexpected to happen, the man turned his wrist and blocked it. Chu Yan saw the blade land on those thin hands, as if it had hit steel, and made a muffled 'clang'.

He reacted very quickly. Seeing that the blow was missed, he almost didn't hesitate, and swiped the sword neatly. This time, the man directly grasped the blade with his bare hands, and pinched it casually. The long sword shattered extremely fast in an instant.

The moment the sword split, Chu Yan felt a icy chill appearing on his neck, as if someone had strangled his throat. His hard boot soles brushed the grass subconsciously, and he took two steps back in a flash.

I saw a few pieces of broken blades reflecting the cold light, which were firmly inserted into the position where he was standing just now.

"why you?"

Hearing the surprised voice from the other side, Chu Yan raised his head and found that the person standing in front of him was the strange white-haired man he met in the snow that day.

Zhuang Yue frowned, and the bright red cinnabar mole also disappeared into the furrowed forehead.

Seeing that Chu Yan was silent, he said impatiently, "I'm asking you something."

"answer me!"

Chu Yan didn't answer, but stared at him coldly, "Where is Fu Shiyu?"

"How do I know." Zhuang Yue put his arms around his arms, "You dare to cut me, believe it or not, I will call the Huns to come and arrest you now."

Chu Yan and him were tired of looking at each other, even looking at him was annoying, if it wasn't for Fu Shiyu...

But now is not the time to talk, he heard the chasing Huns getting closer, and was just about to leave, when he saw Zhuang Yue on the opposite side and said in disbelief, "Are you also here to set the fire?"

"..." Chu Yan was baffled, wondering what he meant by his words, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of bright fires in the grain tent that Zhuang Yue had just entered.

"It's getting late, I'm leaving first." Zhuang Yue's expression returned to normal, and he yawned lazily, trying to run away pretending that nothing happened.

Chu Yan said coldly behind him: "Fu Shiyu sent you here."

He used declarative sentences, which obviously confirmed the facts.

"Fart!" Zhuang Yue said with a dry smile: "I've been in the valley for a long time, I have nothing to do and set fire to keep warm!"

Chu Yan didn't believe a word of this kind of lame nonsense, just wanted to speak.

Zhuang Yue suddenly looked behind him, and said in shock, "Fu Shiyu, why are you here?"

Hearing the words Fu Shiyu, it was clear that Chu Yan knew there was a fraud in his heart, but he still couldn't help but turn his head back.

Sure enough, there was no sign of Fu Shiyu behind, only the bustling Huns chasing him with torches.

Zhuang Yue took advantage of the moment when he looked away, and disappeared without a trace.

Chu Yan's face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and his eyes were so gloomy that they seemed to merge with the surrounding night, but thinking that he couldn't stay here for long, he could only relax his expression a little, and ran quickly into the depths of the night.

In fact, Zhuang Yue didn't go far, but followed Chu Yan all the time, but he couldn't perceive Zhuang Yue's existence.

After he saw Chu Yan driving away with his horse, he glanced down at his wrist. There was a deep wound with visible bones on it. It was very bloody, but there was no trace of blood oozing out.

"I said this is not an example!" Zhuang Yue kicked open the door and walked in angrily, "You have violated the rules of this world by doing this."

Fu Shiyu was sitting on the grand master's chair, reading the ancient books about Gu'erzhai.

He looked at it seriously, and he didn't know if he was listening to his complaints.

"And that kid even chopped me up." Zhuang Yue nimbly turned over the desk and sat down in Fu Shiyu's arms. He handed the wound on his wrist to Fu Shiyu's eyes, "I won't give it to you yet." Daddy blow it."

"..." Fu Shiyu put down the book in his hand, and said calmly, "Anyway, it will be gone tomorrow."

"Get off."

Not only did Zhuang Yue not go down, but he hooked Fu Shiyu's chin, and sneered at his face, "How will you repay me for this incident?"

Before Fu Shiyu could speak, he smiled and said, "Call me Sheng Dae."

"One sound is enough."

"roll."

"..." Zhuang Yue said a little annoyed: "I ran to the border gate to set fire to you exhaustedly. If I don't get a good word, let it be. You won't even call me Daddy."

As soon as the words fell, there was a slight stabbing pain in the back of the neck, Zhuang Yue suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, and before he could speak, Fu Shiyu asked calmly in his ear: "Is it here? "

"..."

Zhuang Yue smiled stiffly: "What do you mean, I don't understand."

Fu Shiyu was pinching a very thin silver needle with his fingertips, and the needle tip pierced some flesh, but not all of it went in.

He said coldly: "Although you can't die, you should still have a weakness."

Hearing this, Zhuang Yue was not in a hurry, but laughed with the corners of his mouth, "How did you find out?"

"Eyes." Fu Shiyu put away the silver needle, reached out and pushed Zhuang Yue down.

"In my previous life, I hurt all your deadly parts, but I never saw you get scared once, but I accidentally touched the back of your neck..."

"The look in your eyes at that time seemed to kill me."

Zhuang Yue, who heard this, stopped lying in his arms and refused to get up. He sat down on the table and joked: "As expected of my son, he is extremely smart."

"But you think too much, this is the weakness of the ghost rider, not mine."

Zhuang Yue crossed his legs, one foot began to step on Fu Shiyu's thigh indecently, and said with a smile on his face, "No one in this world can kill me."

"In your modern terms, ghost riders are NPCs, but I am different."

There was not much emotion on his face, but his eyes gave off a sense of oppression that looked down on everything in the world.

"—I am the god here."

Fu Shiyu pressed on Zhuang Yue's calf, and he didn't know where he pressed it. The person who was brazen just now hugged his calf and gasped for air.

"Hey!" Zhuang Yue said angrily, "You really think that I won't beat you now that you're older!"

Fu Shiyu glanced at him indifferently, "If you talk nonsense again, I won't be so simple and let it go."

"..." Zhuang Yue saw that this person was really angry, so he didn't say any more, and jumped down from behind the case, "It seems like I was wrong."

"Forget it, don't worry about it with you, I'm going back to the valley to catch up on my sleep."

Just when he was about to go out, Fu Shiyu was suddenly behind him, asking questions without beginning or end.

"...What happened to Chaoluo?"

The author has something to say: [The lazy and bald author, a rare small theater]

The bald author: "I will interview you on behalf of the readers. Will you still misunderstand Baby Shiyu in the future?"

Old Chu: "I believe he loves me."

Baby Shiyu: "I love you who are blind and blind, I love you who have a stinky face all the time, I love you who eat vinegar, I love you who are silent, I love you who don't like bathing, I love you as a big bird, except It hurts me, nothing else matters."

Old Chu: "..."

The bald author: "Yoxi, yoxi, big bird, show me how to work!"

Big Bird, who has not appeared in the scene for the time being: "I look forward to meeting you one day."

——Once upon a time there was a mountain with two mounds on the outside, and a narrow hole in the middle, where big birds lived.

感谢在2020-05-0517:24:08~2020-05-0718:48:16期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!