The Blood Crown

When Yan Sikong and Yuan Nanyu recruited and trained soldiers for Chen Kui in Yunnan, they secretly placed a lot of their own people, but later most of them either followed the trend, died on the battlefield, or were secretly dealt with by Chen Kui. Lost, now there is only one available and trustworthy person, this person is called Qu Yan.

Qu Yan was originally the leader of a small bandit who was ordered by them. At that time, Yuan Nanyu saved his family and his brother, and he always cherished it in his heart.

This person is not very capable, and he is only a small hundred household now, but he knows how to behave in a low-key manner, and has never aroused Chen Wei's suspicion, so he has been able to preserve it until now.The letter that Yan Sikong wrote to Yuan Nanyu when he was in Chen Yu's army was sent out through him.

For the sake of safety, they have no contact or meet each other on weekdays. Yan Sikong only needs to hide the letter in the toilet, and the guards who serve him will send the toilet to the Tumen, which specializes in dealing with excrement in the camp. Those with disabilities will take out the letter and give it to Qu Yan.

This time the plan is bold and dangerous, and no matter whether it succeeds or not, Qu Yan cannot stay in Chuying, but as long as he goes to Fengye, he will be greatly promoted and reused.

Yuan Nanyu was sent away during the day, and at night, Yan Sikong ate a full meal in front of the food and wine brought by Chen Yu's order. Since he came to Chuying, he has not had a drop of water for three days, and Yuan Nanyu is safe. , he ate and drank recklessly, not only drank one jug of wine, but also ordered three other jugs.

At midnight, he suddenly vomited in the tent, and the retching sound could be heard clearly even by the guards outside the tent.

Two guards came in and saw that Yan Sikong's excrement had stained the bed and the floor, and the stench in the tent was even worse, they wrinkled their noses: "Master Yan, are you okay? Call the doctor to show you?"

Yan Sikong wiped the corners of his mouth, raised his head, his face was pale and weak, and his eyes were full of drunkenness: "No, no need, give it to me..." He pointed to the filth that he spit out, and then pointed to one of the bodies. The guard who was similar to himself said, "You, clean up...clean up for me." After saying that, he fell to the side with a plop, humming uncomfortably.

The other guard gloated and went out, and the designated one had to squat down, although he was reluctant, to clean up the pickled things.

When he turned his back, Yan Sikong, who had been staggering drunk, suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were bright. He stood up suddenly, and slashed the back of the guard's neck with a hand knife, and the man didn't hum. With a snort, he passed out.

Yan Sikong quickly changed his clothes, moved him to the couch, and covered him with a quilt.

Then he sprinkled the lamp oil in the tent and the three jugs of untouched wine even though he wanted to come, all over the tent.

After finishing all this, he threw the candlestick on the curtain, picked up the chamber pot filled with stinking vomit, and walked out.

He covered his mouth and nose with a cloth handkerchief, held the chamber pot exaggeratedly far away, and deliberately leaned on other guards. Those guards covered their noses to avoid them. In addition to the darkness of the night, they didn't find anyone who went in or came out. one person.

There were patrolling guards in the camp, but when they saw Yan Sikong walking towards the Tumen with a urinal in his hand, they didn't take notice.He walked a long way before he heard commotion coming from the direction of his tent. The tent was full of fire, which was still conspicuous in the darkness.

The patrolling people all ran towards the burning tent, Yan Sikong threw the chamber pot and shouted: "It's not good, the enemy has stolen the camp—"

A few days ago, Feng Ye just stole Prince Ning's big camp. Although it didn't cause much damage, it made people panic. Chen Kui also doubled his patrols, just to prevent problems before they happen. Listening to this sound now Roar, and with the fact that the tent was on fire in the distance, no one suspected that Feng Ye had really come.

The soldiers rushed out of the tent one after another, most of them didn't even bother to put on their clothes, and ran towards the burning tent with weapons in their hands.

Yan Sikong mingled in the crowd and shouted "Steal the camp", many people followed suit and shouted with him to remind others, the camp suddenly fell into chaos.

Yan Sikong sneered.Speaking of the way of leading the army and governing the army, Chen Kui is not a little bit worse than Feng Ye.

To seal the field camp, there is a bonfire every [-] meters. The bonfires are distributed in blocks, and the camp is divided into areas called "Boundary Islands". Weapons swarmed around the camp looking for the enemy, but first organized the army on their own island. In this way, it can be seen at a glance from the high sentry post, which makes the camp thieves There is nowhere to hide, to determine where the enemy is, and then encircle and suppress the enemy in groups, so that the enemy can be wiped out quickly.

This method of setting up the camp was first created by Feng Jianping, and Feng Ye has been using it to this day. The Feng family's army has been fighting abroad for many years, except for deliberately doing it to lure the enemy, they have never been stolen by the enemy.

The method of deploying camps of the Feng Family Army is not a secret, and many people want to learn it, but if there is no general command of the commander to strictly control the army and prohibit the establishment of foundations, once something happens, it will be difficult to control so many people.

If a craftsman wants to be good at his work, he must first sharpen his weapon, and if he wants to use his weapon to its full potential, he must first obtain his method. Everyone can read military books, and everyone can memorize military laws, but like Feng Ye, he can sharpen his sword and master the art of war. Only those who have the sword can become the true generation of gods.

And Chen Kui obviously didn't have that kind of general talent.

Taking advantage of the confusion, Yan Sikong submerged himself into the crowd, and ran towards his final direction - Chuying Granary.

When they arrived at the granary, Qu Yan was leading a group of bandit brothers to fight with the granary guards.They were originally the Chu army, and they attacked without defense. They caught the guards by surprise. Most importantly, the army was led by the "stealing camp" enemy army, and the defense of the granary was weak at this time.

Yan Sikong joined the battle, beheading the enemy with his sword, and under the cover of Qu Yan, poured buckets of lamp oil on the tent of the granary.

Yan Sikong took the torch from others, looked at the grain piled as high as a hill from the outside of the account, with a sinister smile on his lips.

Chen Kui, the last lesson I will teach you is not to make an enemy of me, Yan Sikong.

I hope you will use it for life.

He threw the torch without hesitation.

-

Yuan Nanyu rested for a while and was restless for a long time. At night, he and Feng Ye went to the inner prison of Prince Jingyuan's mansion, where Yuan Shaoxu was being imprisoned.

Before entering the inner prison, Feng Ye suddenly stopped and said softly: "Que Wang, do you think you are Yuan Nanyu or Yan Sikong?"

Yuan Nanyu was stunned, he was silent for a long time, and then said: "Subordinate..."

"I don't want your 'don't know', I want your intuition."

Yuan Nanyu sighed lightly: "I think he is Yan Sikong."

Feng Ye closed his eyes.

"Actually, who is Yan Sikong, the wolf king should have more... more intuition than me, but... the wolf king doesn't want him to be Yan Sikong."

Feng Ye took a deep breath, and slowly walked down the steps: "Now, I want a clear answer."

The two left the guards outside and entered the inner prison. There was only one cell in the inner prison, and Yuan Shaoxu was lying in the corner.

Hearing the movement, Yuan Shaoxu woke up. He turned around and saw the person's face, his eyes widened immediately.

Yuan Shaoxu used to be a handsome and handsome general in his prime, but after being tortured in prison for several months, he is now skinny and unkempt, and even the closest people may not be able to recognize him for a while.

Looking at his appearance, Yuan Nanyu felt mixed feelings in his heart.Yuan Shaoxu was the chief culprit when he fell into the ambush and was humiliated, but this person was his brother after all.

Yuan Shaoxu suddenly scrambled and rushed to the iron fence, shaking the iron fence vigorously: "Let me out, please let me out!"

The voice is hoarse, describing madness.

Yuan Nanyu sighed: "Brother——"

"Yan Sikong!" Yuan Shaoxu pointed at Yuan Nanyu with a terrified expression, "You ungrateful bastard, you, you hurt me, you hurt me!"

Feng Ye frowned, looking at Yuan Shaoxu's appearance, it was obvious that something was abnormal, even he couldn't tell who he was calling Yan Sikong.

"Brother, who are you calling?" Yuan Nanyu said in a deep voice, "I'm Que Wang, you now..."

"You killed me!" Yuan Shaoxu pointed at Yuan Nanyu's hand shaking, his face twisted, "Yan Sikong, you want to kill me, you, you are here to kill me, let me out, let me out! He suddenly knelt down and kowtowed to Feng Ye, "Wolf King, let the villain go, don't kill me, don't kill me!"

Seeing that Yuan Shaoxu had been imprisoned and lost his mind, Yuan Nanyu felt resentful and pitiful, and felt very uncomfortable. He begged Feng Ye: "Wolf King, he has become like this now, and he can't be interrogated at all. Can you... Find him a doctor to take a look at?"

Feng Ye looked at the lunatic Yuan Shaoxu with a gloomy face, wishing he could screw his head off, he said: "Then call a doctor."

The guards went to invite the doctor in the mansion, but seeing Yuan Shaoxu's dirty and crazy appearance, the old doctor didn't dare to approach him for a while.

Feng Ye ordered: "Go and tie him up."

"Let me do it." Yuan Nanyu took the rope from the guard's hand.

The guard opened the cell door, Yuan Nanyu walked in, and said softly: "Brother, don't be afraid, the wolf king called the doctor to see you, and you still don't kneel down to thank the wolf king for his kindness."

As soon as Yuan Nanyu entered the cell, Yuan Shaoxu yelled in horror: "Don't come here, Yan Sikong, don't come here!"

"Brother, don't be afraid, I'm not Yan Sikong, I'm Yuan Nanyu, look, it's me." Yuan Nanyu lifted his forehead hair, revealing the ink punishment, "Don't be afraid."

Yuan Shaoxu looked at Yuan Nanyu fixedly, and his eyes seemed a little clear: "You... Nan Yu? Are you... Nan Yu?"

"Yes, I am, I just didn't wear a mask, don't be afraid." Yuan Nanyu walked over slowly, "You are sick, the doctor wants to treat you."

"Cure..." Yuan Shaoxu murmured.

"Yes, cure, brother, it's okay." Yuan Nanyu finally walked in front of Yuan Shaoxu, squatted down, and said softly, "Brother, don't move, you will be fine after the treatment." The rope went around Yuan Shaoxu's body and was tied quietly.

Yuan Shaoxu's body was stiff and motionless, his eyes were empty.

Just when Yuan Shaoxu wrapped the rope twice, Yuan Shaoxu suddenly trembled all over, pulled out his hand suddenly, grabbed something, and slammed it hard at Yuan Nanyu.

Although Yuan Nanyu was on guard, he was too close, and Yuan Shaoxu was already good at martial arts. When he suddenly exploded, Yuan Nanyu couldn't dodge, and was hit hard on the forehead, and he fell on his back. On the ground, the brain was concussed, and the vision was blurred.

Holding the stone bowl he used for eating, Yuan Shaoxu threw it at Yuan Nanyu on the ground again, shouting frantically: "Yan Sikong, I will kill you—"

Enduring the pain, Yuan Nanyu turned over and dodged, kicking Yuan Shaoxu to the ground.

Feng Ye and the guard rushed into the cell one after the other, Feng Ye kicked Yuan Shaoxu out fiercely, the guard stepped forward to subdue him, Feng Ye helped Yuan Nanyu up: "Doctor!"

"It's okay...it's okay..." Yuan Nanyu could only feel blood flowing into his eyes, one eye was gray and the other was blood red, Feng Ye's face was shaking in front of his eyes, turning into countless double images.

Suddenly, countless familiar and unfamiliar images flooded into his mind like sea water pouring in. The severe pain in his skull completely surpassed the wound on the surface. He hugged his head, screamed in pain, and curled up into a It fell into a ball and rolled painfully on the ground.

"Que Wang!" Feng Ye pressed Yuan Nanyu nervously, "Go, hurry up and pass on to the imperial doctor!"

Yuan Nanyu finally couldn't resist the attacks of severe pain and passed out.

-

When the fire met the lamp oil, it burst into flames, and the fire dragon walked along the place where the lamp oil was spilled, and it became a prairie fire in an instant, devouring the military tent crazily.

"It's flooded—the granary is flooded—"

Chu Jun shouted.

The guards didn't care about killing the enemy, and went to fetch water to put out the fire one after another.

Qu Yan ran to Yan Sikong's side: "My lord, let's go quickly."

Yan Sikong said: "Qu Yan, take your brothers and escape from the Tumen to join the Wolf King."

"Yeah, let's go!"

Yan Sikong said calmly: "Now only the outer tent is on fire. If it is extinguished, it will not cause too much damage. I will add another fire to the granary."

Qu Yan's eyes widened: "Master Yan, you are crazy, let's go!"

Yan Sikong took the torch in his hand: "Let's go." He said without hesitation and walked towards the burning granary.

Qu Yan went up to pull Yan Sikong: "Master Yan, you..."

Yan Sikong turned around sharply, and the forest white sword reached Qu Yan's heart. His eyes were sharp and cold, and he said coldly: "Let's go."

Qu Yan looked at Yan Sikong in shock.

Yan Sikong turned around and walked into the granary that had been engulfed by the fire without looking back.

The granary was already as hot as hell on earth, and the rags and wooden beams on the top of the tent kept falling down, which was extremely dangerous, but he walked forward without hesitation.

He burned Chen Yu's [-] stones of grain and grass, completely ruining Chen Yu's dream of being an emperor. If he was caught, Chen Yu would probably cut him, so he would not run away at the risk of being caught, he was not afraid of death , but he didn't want to end up with that thief Xie Zhongren.Therefore, this place is his home for Yan Sikong.

Only when he was dead, would Chen Kui be unable to threaten Feng Ye with him.

He has avenged and rehabilitated his parents and adoptive father, he has rescued his younger brother, and he has fulfilled the promise he made with Feng Ye when he was young. He broke his promise to save each other many times; second, he failed to kill Han Zhaoxing, but it was enough for him to destroy Han Zhaoxing's nine clans.

In this life, he tried his best to live up to the people who treated him kindly. Now he is not perfect, but rather unsatisfactory. Therefore, why should he continue to live, after all, he has nothing.

Looking back on this life, he has struggled in every possible way, tried his best to fight against fate, and finally failed in a mess. He has nothing but family, people, fame, ideals, and hopes.

He had used fire to take countless lives, and he only hoped that this fire would burn away all his sins. If there was an afterlife, he would be reincarnated innocently, be an insignificant person, and live an ordinary life.

The flames in front of him filled his eyes, scorching his skin and causing pain, his eyes were almost closed, but he still stood where he was, without moving.

He threw away the long sword and torch, took off the armor on his body, and then gently and cherished something from his arms, a fiery red thing.

Spread out, it is a boxy red Hipa.

He wandered and wandered around many places, gold, silver, treasures, and reputation were all belongings outside his body, and he discarded them wantonly. He always carried this kind of thing with him, and now, he wanted to accompany him on the road.

He stared at the bright red veil, recalling the night it was covered on his head, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It turns out that when a person is about to die, he can let go of everything.

He put Xipa on his face and rubbed it lightly, his face was calm, except for the tears dripping from the corners of his eyes.

Feng Ye, I don't hate you, I hope that one day you will stop hating me, and when you think of me in the future, it will still be the same appearance that made you happy when you were a teenager.

Feng Ye, I wish you to become the pride of a generation, a famous general through the ages.

But your wish, I can't realize it.