The prince is thinking of escaping marriage every day

"A plan to slow down the army?" The other three looked at Yang Youyun in unison, and said in unison.

Seeing the eyes of the three of them looking at him in unison, Yang Youyun nodded affirmatively, and put away the channel in his hand: "Since those people want us to retreat, we will do so, but there is only one request, they must send the two Take two children to the town, and hand over the two children to us."

"Oh, ma'am, are you confused too? We can't retreat!" Gu Shibai lost his temper when he heard his wife say the word "retire". After Yang Youyun finished speaking, he immediately clapped his hands and retorted.

Knowing that Gu Fulin would react in this way, Yang Youyun shook his head helplessly, and explained slowly: "This retreat is not really a retreat, but to protect the safety of the two children. When those sand bandits come, we can just come Catch a turtle in a urn."

"But how could those sand bandits be so easily fooled? Knowing that there are soldiers in the town, they will come to die?" Mu Yunhuai thought it was wrong.

"So we have to retreat first." Yang Youyun lowered her eyes and smiled: "It's just that this retreat is a fake one."

The light coming in from the narrow window pavilion gradually became brighter, and a few crisp bird calls came from nowhere, indicating that the sun was rising outside, but the gloomy little black room was not relieved by the few beams of bright light coming in from the window. Improvement, still dark and scary.

"Cross pull!" There was a sound of unlocking the lock, which woke up the two children who were half asleep in the dark room.

"Hey, you two are up for dinner." A tall and strong man wearing a gray-brown fox fur coat threw two porcelain bowls containing porridge and steamed buns in front of Mu Qianli and Gu Shibai, and shouted loudly .

"Got it..." Mu Qianli rubbed the back of his sore head, glanced impatiently at the strong man, and subconsciously glanced at Gu Shibai beside him from the corner of his eye.

Gu Shibai also just woke up from his dream, ignorantly moved towards his rice bowl, only to find that his hands and feet were tied up with ropes, so he could only look at the strong man in embarrassment: "Uncle, I... how can I eat?" ah?"

"Pfft." Mu Qianli couldn't help chuckling, followed Gu Shibai to look at the strong man, and said in agreement: "Yes, uncle," he moved his bound hands and feet, complaining coquettishly : "How do we eat like this?"

"You two don't play tricks on me." The strong man pointed at Gu Shibai and Mu Qianli, and threatened angrily: "If you can eat, you will starve to death!"

"No, uncle, how can we eat like this." Mu Qianli smiled wryly, and said helplessly, "You have to untie it for us."

"Yes, uncle, just untie it for us." Gu Shibai turned his eyes back from Mu Qianli, turned his head to look at his hands tied behind the rope, and begged, "We promise not to play tricks."

"Tsk!" The burly man clicked his tongue impatiently, looked at the two children whose hands and feet were tied, and walked forward helplessly, helping them untie the ropes on their hands, while warning: "You better give me peace." Divide a little, or don't blame me for being rude, I will tie you up again after dinner in a while!"

"Hey, uncle, don't worry." Mu Qianli shook his sore wrist, which was strangled by the rope, and grinned lightly, revealing a cunning canine tooth.

He moved to the plate, picked up the steamed buns and brought them to his mouth, quietly raised his eyes to glance at the strong man, seeing that the strong man didn't look at them, he hurriedly made a gesture to Gu Shibai who was beside him Wink.

But Gu Shibai was wolfing down a bowl of porridge, and he didn't notice the instruction in his eyes at all. He had no choice but to slap Gu Shibai's arm lightly. He winked again, but the strong man turned his gaze back and landed on them.

"I said you two? What are you doing so close to each other for a meal?" The strong man seemed to realize that something was wrong, stretched out his hand to pull Mu Qianli up, pushed him aside, and smashed his meal plate onto him with a "bang" In front of him, he shoved his head unceremoniously and said intimidatingly: "I'm warning you, show me some rules and stop making wishful thinking!"

"Hehe, how could it be?" Mu Qianli smiled, and when the strong man turned around, he quickly winked at Gu Shibai, signaling him to look at the porcelain bowl in his hand.

Gu Shibai looked at his hand following Mu Qianli's gaze, and the moment he saw the porcelain bowl, he immediately understood what Mu Qianli was thinking. Just give it a go!

"Bang!" A crisp sound startled the strong man in front of Gu Shibai, looking at the broken porcelain bowl on the ground, the strong man rushed over angrily, grabbed Gu Shibai's collar and gave him a sharp slap Pulling it up from the ground, he asked viciously, "You kid did it on purpose?"

"I, I'm not!" The neck was imprisoned by a strong and thick hand, Gu Shibai was a little out of breath, he tried his best to break the big hand of the strong man, and explained intermittently: "I am, no, accidentally... "

"I think you did it on purpose!" The strong man threw Gu Shibai to the ground with a "bang", pulled out the big knife at his waist and slashed at Gu Shibai. Eye

"Wait!" The moment the tip of the knife was about to hit Gu Shibai's body, Mu Qianli rushed over, stood in front of Gu Shibai, turned around and shouted: "You can't kill him!"

"Heh, I'm still in charge of killing someone?" The strong man said disdainfully.

"I don't care, but what about your boss?" Seeing the strong man stop his knife, Mu Qianli smiled: "If I guessed correctly, your boss sent people to kidnap us to threaten General Gu, right? If we Dead? Do you think General Gu will be threatened by you?"

"What do you mean?" The strong man frowned in confusion, looking at the calm child in front of him, he had an ominous premonition.

"What else? Of course..." Mu Qianli groped for the porcelain piece beside him, quickly picked it up, and pressed it against his neck: "I'm threatening you in turn."

In the military barracks in Wuyu Town, Yang Youyun and Nan Wang and his wife sat on chairs full of worries, while Gu Fulin paced back and forth in the tent, hitting his palms with his fists from time to time, shaking his head, and lamenting sadly.The room was solemn, when Shen came in from the curtain, he felt that there were thousands of clouds of sorrow shrouded in it, even if he was powerful, it would be difficult to push away the clouds of sorrow in the tent and see the light of day.

Shen Cong approached, clasped his fists at Gu Fulin who was wandering back and forth, and said, "General, all the soldiers in the town have been summoned."

"Then do as Madam said." Gu Fulin frowned slightly like a sword's edge, sighed sadly, turned around helplessly, and waved: "Retreat."

"We have to send someone to spread this news, and it's best to spread it to everyone in the town." Yang Youyun, who had been keeping her head down in silence, raised her head and asked, while Mu Yunhuai and Zheng Anjie looked at each other, still a little worried. Xiang Yang Youyun asked, "Is this method really feasible?"

"Of course." Yang Youyun blinked her deer-like alert eyes, and nodded confidently. Everything seemed to be in her planning: "As long as the news of the retreat gets out, everything will be easy."

Located in the desert thousands of miles away from Wuyu Town, a row of black wood shelters several scattered wooden buildings.As soon as the sandstorm blows, the two yellow paper lanterns hanging on the middle gate of the black wooden decay are shaking precariously. There are a few strong men with knives guarding the gate. .The life of riding and hunting in the desert endowed them with straightforwardness and courage, and honesty and honesty mostly came from them.

But for the people in Wuyu Town, they don't have the heroic courage they claim to be. The monthly robbery and looting make the townspeople hate them. "Sand Gang", the name of Jusha refers to people who gather thousands of people who have no support like scattered sand. They gather together and call each other brothers.Most of them are poor people who have lost their fathers and mothers, wives and children. It is a pity that such pity has become a tool of their hatred and a reason for their robbery and plunder.