"Now there are rumors that this is a heavenly punishment, it is God's inclination to the Wu State, and it is the punishment of the emperor's faint ...... to my Great Zhou."

Most of the men in the army are upright, even if they are generals, but when it comes to thinking and skill, they are not as good as the detours of the ministers.

Zhou Yanqing squinted: "Ridiculous!"

She pulled her lips and smiled, already having a score in her heart.

As early as before the royal expedition, she had guessed that the side of Wu Guo in her heart might have received assistance from the evil god's side, but now that she had really arrived at the border pass, the information she learned from the general's mouth was a step closer to supporting her inner guess.

The military meeting lasted all night.

Until dawn the next day.

Zhou Yanqing took a map of the frontier and spread it on the table, this map is very exquisitely drawn, as large as the direction of mountains and rivers, and the tea shop and post station can be seen at a glance.

She stared at the map, her lips thin for a long night, and her eyes seemed to burst with a cold color.

Meanwhile......

Xuan Ye has already joined up with his cronies, not to mention that others have a high prestige in the army, for example, there are many of his henchmen and generals here at the border pass.

After the meeting of the generals, someone immediately reported the latest news to Xuan Ye, Xuan Ye had a calm face, and after a while: "Liu Dong, you bring fifty people, follow me!"

That night, Zhou Yanqing continuously summoned people to carry out a series of deployments, and she was very particular about employing people.

In order to prevent the border guards from being infiltrated by the Empire, these people she called were all absolutely credible, and there was absolutely no possibility of rebellion.

And when these people learned of Zhou Yanqing's plan, they were shocked, and their faces were immediately full of irrepressible ecstasy.

On the other hand, Xuan Ye had changed into a night suit and led fifty men across the border between Zhou and Wu.

"Marshal, just ahead!"

Someone ran back to report, and Xuan Ye touched his chin and smiled a little ruffian.

This is a rare side of him, a rugged and resolute man who is heroic and powerful, he is like a stupid dog in front of Zhou Yanqing, but his prestige in the army is all hard to kill with his own blood and sweat.

He wants to share Zhou Yanqing's worries, others treat her as the emperor, but that is his daughter-in-law, he is a person who admits death.

also knows that Zhou Yanqing is a stubborn temper, otherwise if she wasn't tough, she wouldn't have insisted on pro-recruitment a few months ago.

Therefore, Xuan Ye felt that his daughter-in-law might not be able to listen to some of his arrangements and words, and the most important thing was that the current situation of the two was a little embarrassing.

But Xuan Ye really didn't want his daughter-in-law to be suspected in person, so all he could think of was to help secretly and solve problems.

"Let's go!"

Xuan Ye picked up a green dragon knife, he turned over and got on his horse, and drove for half an hour in the night, he and the people he brought quietly dismounted, and immediately used the night to cover the tracks.

He gestured to his subordinates: "Split up!"

......

Xuan Ye's idea is very simple, he doesn't care whether the two million men and horses of Wu State are people, ghosts or puppets, but there is a way to capture the thief and capture the king first, and the head and high-level leaders in charge of this battle must be normal people.

So his goal was clear from the start.

On this night, the camp of Wu State quietly lingered with blood, and the swords fell from the hands, from the hussar general to the adjutant general, and died tragically in the hands of Xuan Ye and others.

They came quietly, and when they retreated, no one even noticed it on the Wu side until dawn the next day.

The envoys of the imperial city of Wu came to the border pass, but no one came to greet them.

Two million centaurs follow orders from their superiors, but they, or 'them', are puppets who can't think for themselves.