"Since it's going to be difficult for us to attack, why don't we lure them down?" Song Qingshu said, "Lord Wei's reputation for gambling is well known to the world, and when the time comes, he will pretend to gather people in the tent to gamble, relax his vigilance, and let the people of the Wangwu faction think that there is an opportunity, and they will definitely have the idea of capturing the thief and capturing the king first, and they can't help but come down from the mountain."

"Okay!" all the generals praised it one after another, Wei Xiaobao scolded his mother in his heart, but he could only agree.

That night, everyone opened a gambling game in the Chinese military tent, Wei Xiaobao took out a stack of silver tickets, put them on the table, there were five or six thousand taels, and said: "Whoever has the ability will come and win." In my heart, I kept praying that the group of people in Wangwushan would not come down.

After gambling for a while, everyone rose, the bets gradually increased, and the sergeants crowded behind also handed over silver to bet.

Originally, I pretended to gamble and secretly guarded myself, but later, everyone was red-eyed, and even some of them ran back to the camp to find colleagues who didn't gamble to borrow money to turn over the book.

In the Chinese military tent, but when you hear a shout and drink six, you can eat the sound of losing money, as if it is a real big casino.

Wei Xiaobao was secretly proud: "Hehe, the more you gamble, the more you gamble, I'm afraid you won't be able to catch it even if the people from the Wangwu faction come down later."

Suddenly, a person said loudly: "Bet on the Gate of Heaven!" Betting a watermelon-like thing on the Gate of Heaven. Everyone was stunned when they saw it.

Everyone looked up in shock and found that there were more than a dozen people in blue shirts at the tent, all holding long swords and sharp swords.

The sergeants were preparing to fight back with knives, who knew that the gamble was rising just now, and the knife on his body had already been thrown aside, at this time, the other party was eyeing him, and if he wanted to pick it up, he was afraid that he would immediately become the target of the opponent's attack, and everyone did not dare to move for a while.

"Hmph, the Manchu Tartars are really exhausted, and they even sent you to lead the soldiers with such a stinky doll as you still gather people to gamble in the barracks." Stubery swept the situation in the field, and his heart was like a mirror.

"Not necessarily." With a long laugh, Kumachi walked out of the crowd.

Seeing Song Qingshu beside Gu Mozhi, Zeng Rou couldn't help but blush, thinking that it was really as he expected.

Stubber's eyes froze, and together with a middle-aged man under his command, they attacked Gu Mozhi together.

"The swordsmanship is good, but it's a pity that it's not pure." Gu Mozhi sneered, and his hands formed a handprint one after another, forming an air mass visible to the naked eye in the middle, and resisted the opponent's three long swords at once.

Situ Bourey and the others sweated on their sideburns, and found that the long sword in their hands was no longer under their control, and they couldn't move forward for a point, and they couldn't take back the long sword.

"Good, master, good martial arts!" A group of officers only felt that Gu Mozhi was amazing, and shouted loudly for him.

The corners of Gu Mozhi's mouth showed a smug smile, luck in his hand, and with a slight pinch, all three long swords were broken, and the tip of the sword was waved by Gu Mozhi, and all of them were reflected back to the three of them.

The sergeant in the tent took the opportunity to cover up and kill, and the people of the Wangwu faction were frightened to the face of the earth, and in a hurry, each of them was quickly put on the neck with several knives.

Seeing the people of the Wangwu faction who had been subdued, Wei Xiaobao had a headache, his eyes were dripping, and he was thinking about how to find an excuse to let them go.

Seeing that the time had come, Song Qingshu asked aloud: "Your royal house sent a killer to break into the camp, this is a big crime of rebellion, aren't you afraid of killing your head?"

"Hmph, we have done our best for the king of Pingxi, and after death, the king of Pingxi will not raise his army, and then the good days of your group of Tartars will come to an end." Stubery said as he had discussed last night.

Sure enough, all the officers in the field looked at each other, and Zhang Kangnian angrily reprimanded: "Nonsense, the saint is very fond of the king of Pingxi, and the king of Pingxi has always been loyal to the emperor.

Wei Xiaobao understood the mutual suspicion between Kangxi and Wu Sangui, and Situ Bolei was Wu Sangui's old general, so he thought to himself that what he said was true...... understood, he must have hated Wu Sangui to the bone, and this time he thought that he would definitely die, so he wanted to pull Wu Sangui on his back.

Thinking of this, Wei Xiaobao hurriedly beckoned several high-level officials of the operation to the side to discuss: "I heard that the emperor inadvertently revealed the idea of withdrawing the feudal domain, could it be that the news leaked and forced Wu Sangui to be anxious?"

How did a group of people know that there was such a change, and Gu Mozhi was taken aback: "If Wu Sangui really has an objection, it will be a big thing."

Song Qingshu's eyebrows jumped, and he took the opportunity to say: "If we catch this group of people in the stable, Wu Sangui gets the news, if he is forced to jump over the wall in a hurry, I am afraid that the emperor will not be able to deal with it in a hurry, maybe he will turn around and blame us."

Several Xiao cavalry battalion generals were frightened, how could they dare to participate in such high-level turmoil, and one carelessness was the rhythm of the family's ruin, and they all looked at Wei Xiaobao: "It's up to Lord Wei to decide."

Wei Xiaobao glanced at Song Qingshu unexpectedly, but he didn't expect him to say everything he wanted to say, and hurriedly said: "I'm afraid we have to find a way to suppress this matter, I think it's better to let these people go."

"Released?" A group of people felt incomprehensible, and finally wiped out the Wangwu faction, so they let it go?

"This is the way you don't know how to be an official," Wei Xiaobao coughed lightly and pretended to say, "You arrested them, thinking that it was a great achievement, but Brother Song has already analyzed it just now, and in the end, the emperor will not only not reward us, maybe he will punish us, but it is very different to release them."

"What's the difference?" Kumachi was confused, thinking to himself about the official of Middle-earth. [,!] field is more complicated than martial arts.

"Think about it," Wei Xiaobao said in a low voice, "They were captured by mistake, and then we let them go, and they definitely didn't dare to mention this matter to Wu Sangui when they went back.

"In this way, Wu Sangui doesn't know what happened today, so naturally he won't rebel so soon, but we can notify the emperor in advance, so that the court can prepare early, maybe the emperor will be happy, but he will remember us a lot."

"With Father-in-law Gui, life is very easy!" Zhao Qixian on the side couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

Duolong also smiled: "Thanks to Brother Wei's reminder, otherwise we would have made a big mistake today and wouldn't know it."

Gu Mozhi also sighed: "The culture of Middle-earth is really broad and profound."

"But," Wei Xiaobao squinted at the Wangwu faction in the distance, "They killed our brothers, and let them go like this, it will inevitably damage the morale of the brothers, hehe, you have to collect some interest on them."