I'm a Buddhist foster child

Which link made a mistake, let He Shikai hear the wind and arrange an ambush in advance?

Yang Jian looked at He Shikai with a smile, and said, "It's not that Jian looks down on people. According to your IQ, tsk... there are nine out of ten chances that you wouldn't expect the leader of the bandit to rebel."

He Shikai was yelled at by Yang Jian's tone, and said, "Zhou thief! How dare you talk to me when you are about to die?! Okay, I'll let you understand!"

Heshi laughed ferociously, and said, "Actually...it's not because I knew in advance that the leader of the bandits was rebelling, but...you Zhou bandits' camp has internal support from our army."

"Who is it?" Yang Jian asked with narrowed eyes.

"Shh-"

As soon as his words fell, Tang Yong beside him didn't even react, a black shadow had already arrived in front of him, as if dazzled, a figure suddenly appeared out of thin air among the surrounded Zhou army.

The figure was tall, not considered strong, with a straight waist, a dagger in his finger, and a sword in his backhand. The blade of the sword, reflecting the sunlight in Luoshui, rested on Yang Jian's neck silently.

"General!"

Everyone's eyes were blurred, seeing someone kidnapping Yang Jian, they were belatedly aware, terrified, and shouted loudly.

Heshi laughed and said, "Let me introduce you! This is my Daqi Kaifu General, Yitong Third Division, Liu Taozhi, and General Liu!"

Gao Yanzong said in shock: "Dumb, dumb!?"

Han Feng snorted coldly and said, "It's you dumb?!"

Isn't the one standing in front of everyone the same cook who usually keeps silent like a little mute?At this time, the mute stood upright, with a gloomy and stern expression on his face. Combined with the intricate scars on his face that had accumulated over the years, he looked like an evil ghost crawling out of the underworld.

The dumb man remained silent, still not saying a word, pressing the corners of his lips, squinting his fierce eyes, as if he was a sharp sword, staring at Yang Jian coldly, he couldn't tell that he was a cook, but More like a butcher.

Yang Jian didn't panic from everyone, and even chuckled lightly, the laughter was almost drowned out by the strong wind in Luoshui, and said lightly, "It's you."