Your Majesty's three views follow the five senses

"General? What about these prisoners of war?" Looking at Chu Jihan's leaving back, Lu Qian stepped forward and asked.

"You can't take them to the barracks. They are not from Mobei, and no one will care about them when the two armies are at war...The closest to here is Changping. You lead thousands of people to escort them to Changping. We Although you can’t take it with you, you should be able to pretend in Changping’s prison, and then write a letter to His Majesty, and leave it to His Majesty to deal with.” Meng Yiyao said in an orderly manner.

"Then don't you want to leave the general alone to lead the army to the border? I want to stay and protect one by one." "When did you get so inked?" Meng Yiyao interrupted him, "Does this general still need your protection?"

"Yes... Lu Qian took the order." Although Lu Qian was unwilling in his heart, he could not disobey the military order, and immediately dispatched thousands of people to count the prisoners of war.

Meng Yiyao looked at the golden crow sinking in the sky, feeling a little uneasy for some reason.

Misfortune comes with blessings, and blessings come with misfortunes.

Now that Mo Keer is captured, it is equivalent to a heavy blow to Mo Bei.But Moke'er was captured, Mokeluo and Mijie died, and in the whole Mobei, no one should be able to restrain A Cai.

In this way, the various ministries in Mobei, which were originally scattered in the sand, will soon be able to unite, and it will be even more difficult to deal with.

Meng Yiyao was actually very reluctant to see her on the battlefield... "General, the army has been reorganized, and we can move on." The young soldier behind him suddenly brought her back to her thoughts.

Without thinking too much, Meng Yiyao directly led the army to Zhennan Pass.

It was supposed to be a beautiful spring when all things sprouted, but if it were ordinary, the "six reminders and shots" would have already started, but now no one can see the scenery along the way.

The two people on the other side of the road were also anxious.

"Chu Jihan! If you have the ability to let me go, let's fight each other!"

"Don't yell," Chu Jihan was stopping to rest his feet. In the small tea shed, he put one hand on the table, dragged his chin, and looked at the blood-stained person in front of him: "I just happen to be an incompetent person." Humans don't like to be singled out."

Fortunately, he was a tea shed owner who opened a shop near the border. He received very few customers every day, and he himself had seen all kinds of things in the world, so he would not be scared to death by these two blood-stained people.

Chu Jihan smiled dangerously, looked at the person in front of him carefully, and said slowly: "Actually, you are not Mo Keer, right?"

"You, what are you talking about? Just kidding, I'm not Mokel, who else is?" He suddenly became nervous.

Chu Jihan gently rubbed the small teacup with his left hand, squinting his eyes slightly, as if lost in memory: "I once had an uncle, his surname was Liu, who used to be the guard of the royal court in Southern Xinjiang. After leaving a black robe, he disappeared from the world, and I couldn’t find him no matter how hard I looked.”

"You killed Moker a long time ago, and then used the disguise technique to pretend to be him. From the very beginning of the King Duan smuggler case, to Xia Yi's poisoning, and the war between the two armies, every step was in your plan You have been lurking in Mobei for so many years, wooing various forces for your own use, but you have no desire to become emperor in Mobei, but have been saving your own strength as a constraint, which shows that what you planned from the beginning was not Power and wealth... am I right" Liu Bai'an. "

Chu Jihan's voice was not loud, but it was enough for the other party to hear clearly.

He stared at the person in front of him, his pupils were full of shock, and he said nothing.

He guessed right, the person sitting opposite was Liu Bai'an.

Chu Jihan's voice was suddenly covered with a layer of chill, "Then what are you drawing?"

In exchange for a long silence.

"Okay, if you don't want to tell me, someone will let you tell me." Chu Jihan suddenly recovered his smiling face with a warm spring breeze, "But the black robe of the Assassin Palace can't be lost outside. Including those forces of yours, please tell my uncle."

"Hahahaha, Chu Jihan, you keep saying that you won't let the Palace of Killers meddle in the affairs of the court, but what are you doing?" Liu Bai'an suddenly laughed, "Because of that shit that was buried in the ground and whose bones have been gnawed clean Master, for his benevolence, righteousness and morality, for your two hypocritical juniors? Chu Jihan, what kind of good do you think you are?"

Chu Jihan was not annoyed when he heard him scolding, poured himself a cup of tea, and said slowly: "Ah, I never said that I am a good thing... Uncle, thank God for my grumpy Junior Sister and Junior Sister are not here, otherwise it will be difficult to hear you insulting Master like this."

"No..." he said suddenly, "Shall I vent my anger for my junior brother?"

After Chu Jihan finished speaking, he took out a short knife from nowhere and plunged it into Liu Bai'an's hand, piercing his entire palm into a bloody hole!

"Ah__" Liu Bai'an was tied up, and he couldn't use his strength after taking the poison, so he could only watch helplessly as the knife stabbed him.

"Oh, I scared people." Chu Jihan saw the tea shed owner suddenly fell to the ground, and smiled apologetically: "It seems that I still have to take it back to the prison for liquidation."