"No, Your Majesty. ”

Yi Feng nodded and motioned for the other party to step back first.

No, no, this is the most heard words by Yi Feng today.

Yesterday, after Yi Feng and the others attacked the 30,000-strong station, they galloped all the way to a place more than ten kilometers away to rest.

During this period, Yi Feng also told everyone about his speculation about the route of Zijun's grain and grass, and sent a team of five people to investigate each route to grasp the situation first.

Yi Feng believed that the remaining Zi army must have been grouped together now, and they were guarding against another sneak attack by Yi Feng and the others at this time, but when they reacted, they would definitely press into the meeting with the person transporting the grain. At that time, Yi Feng, who has the power to return to the sky, will no longer have a way to deal with it.

"Your Majesty, there is nothing abnormal. ”

The last squad returned, bringing back the same message.

Yi Feng nodded and motioned for everyone to rest first, but he took out the map to check it again.

Could it be that Yi Feng guessed the wrong route? But these thirteen official roads are relatively fast and stable roads after the snow melts, and there is no need for the grain and grass of Zi Country to be near and far.

This is even more impossible, the snow melting time calculated by Yi Feng has passed for a few days, and if Ziguo attaches importance to this army, he has already taken advantage of the melting snow to send grain and grass, it can only be sooner rather than later.

So what's wrong?

Yi Feng didn't understand, and looked at the map and fell into deep thought.

......

"Prison Army, are we hurrying up the time to go to support?" asked a man in the armor of the general of the Zi Army, clenching his fists at the young man drinking wine and singing songs above.

The young man is not very old, he looks only in his early eighteenness, and his face still reveals a sense of immaturity and stubbornness. Hearing the general in armor below, he was a little unhappy, "General Song is reasonable and talented." How about this overseer of the general?"

General Song hurriedly clenched his fists and said, "Don't dare." ”

The young man pursed his lips, "Let's go a few days late and let the Qijun and Mingjun dogs eat dogs, and then it wouldn't be better for us to reap the benefits of the fishermen." ”

"Prison ......"

"That's it, if General Song has any doubts, he will be the prisoner, otherwise please shut up. ”

The young man's set of fancy intestines has been explored by General Song, but at first glance it sounds like a reasonable strategy, but it is full of loopholes, but it doesn't say whether it can benefit the fisherman, so what's the harm if he joins the Zi army first?

I didn't want the boy to use his words to squeeze out, General Song was silent for a while and said "yes", and then he had no choice but to go down.

"Prison army, prison army!" The young man saw that General Song was out of the account and no longer regained his previous joy, and said angrily: "I don't know what the imperial father asked me to do as this prison army." ”

The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, and finally kicked over the wine jug next to me.

In the cave, Yi Feng was still figuring out the possible situation, but he didn't know that the willfulness of a prison army had made his calculations come to naught.

When the snow melted, he calculated the location of the thirteen official roads, but he did not calculate the people thoroughly, and he fell short.

But Yi Feng didn't know, and repeatedly considered to see if he had missed any piece of information, but to no avail.

"Shouldn't it?" Yi Feng was puzzled, but he didn't know what was wrong.

That's it, let's send someone to check on the thirteen official roads tomorrow.

With no result in his heart, Yi Feng had no choice but to try again.

The next day, Yi Feng sent a team to check again, but this time he asked them to investigate further. After receiving the order, the team was able to inspect the range more than a dozen kilometers closer than yesterday.

Half a day later, the teams came back one after another.

"Your Majesty, I didn't find it. ”

"No, Your Majesty. ”

"The king, but there is no trace. ”

......

But just like yesterday, the last team also said that there was no trace of the escort of the grain and grass of the Azusa Kingdom.

Yi Feng sighed, but this grain and grass can't be robbed. If the grain and grass have already arrived at the Zijun garrison by other paths, there is nothing to be done; if the grain and grass have not arrived, now the Zijun army will have reacted, and if they do not go, they will end up with the enemy on their backs. Moreover, the Naming army was still stationed not far from Shanguan, but it was to return to Shanguan to preside over the army.

"Let's go. ”

Yi Feng had no choice but to go back to Shanguan, but this time he was both happy and worried, at least Yi Feng thought so. The joy is that half of the Azusa army was killed, and although there is still half of it, the pressure on Shanguan is no longer so great. The worry is that Zijun has come to a person who is as wise as Ming Jun's fan, but he is distressed.

That's right, Yi Feng thought of the person who escorted the grain and grass as wise as Fan Ju, but what would he think if he knew that the person who was transporting the grain in the Zi army was just willful and avoided this killing.

In the world, things are gained or lost, who can say clearly? It is necessary to know that if Seon loses his horse, he will not know whether he is blessed or not.

Yi Feng rushed back to Shanguan with a thousand people to prepare for the upcoming battle.

Mercedes all the way, the night down the mountain pass is in front of them, Yi Feng and the others are also relieved.

"The king returns, and opens the door quickly. Old man Yao shouted at the Qijun armor on the high wall.

The armor warriors on the city wall did not respond, and Yi Feng, who was at the tip of his ear, also heard the sound of arrows pulling strings.

Old man Yao also heard the sound of the arrows, and couldn't help but be annoyed, and shouted: "Bold! Do you want to rebel?"

The armor soldiers on the city wall did not respond, only the cold arrows pointed at Yi Feng and the others.

Just as the two sides were at a stalemate, a voice on the city wall shouted: "It's the king, it's the king, open the gates." Listen carefully to Lin Haoyu's voice.

The city gate was opened, but Yi Feng's mood was a little heavy, but it was not because of the resentment outside the city, but because of the cautious worry about the people on the city wall.

It seems that after Yi Feng and the others left, this mountain pass was not peaceful.

After entering the customs, as Yi Feng expected, something really happened on the night two days ago.

According to Lin Haoyu, there were thousands of people pretending to be Yi Feng and others that night to deceive the city gate. Because the night could not see the other party's face clearly, and Yi Feng and the others did have a thousand people out, it was not appropriate for the armor guarding the pass to open the city gate without him.

After opening the door, there was a sudden sound of horses' hooves in the distance, and the thousands of people who entered the door instantly began to attack and kill the surrounding armor soldiers, and there was a great possibility of being attacked by the Ming Kingdom for a while.

Fortunately, Sanniang appeared in time to kill the thousand people and ordered the soldiers to close the city gate, otherwise I am afraid that the mountain pass is now in the pocket of the Ming army.

Yi Feng was also scared for a while when he heard this, but Fan Ju's figure appeared in his mind. Such a plan must have been conceived by that Fan Ju, otherwise there would be no other available people in the army.

The hatred for Fan Ju made Yi Feng can't help but want to assassinate the other party tonight by taking advantage of the night. But Yi Feng just thought about it, since they could know that Yi Feng and the others had left a thousand people, they would definitely know that Yi Feng and the others would come back tonight. The garrison of the Ming army will definitely be strengthened, but it is impossible to assassinate it.

Yi Feng shook his head and continued to abandon that idea, but suddenly stopped.

"Wait, wait. I can think of Fan Ju as much as I can think of, and when I come back tonight, Fan Ju will also figure out my thoughts, so I come to the conclusion that I am harmless. Yi Feng paced back and forth, but the thoughts in his mind were spinning rapidly.

"In this way, what Fan Ju should think of is harmless, then what I think of him is safety, and at most it is just to increase defense. The key point is that Fan Ju thinks that I will not assassinate him, and that he thinks he is safe in his subjective consciousness. ”

Thinking of this, Yi Feng smiled. What a witty person fears most is the subjective thoughts after reasonable inference, so that he will only think in response to the subjective thoughts, which is fatal.

Yi Feng believed that if Fan Ju calculated, then he would feel safe tonight, and if he didn't calculate, then the patrol strength of the armor soldiers tonight would not be too great.

Regardless of whether he calculated Yi Feng or not, Yi Feng felt that he could try to take a risk. If it is calculated, it will be strong on the outside and weak on the inside, that is, although the number of patrolling armor will increase, Fan Ju thinks that he is safe in his heart; if he does not calculate, Fan Ju will remain vigilant in his heart, but the patrol intensity will still be as usual.

Yi Feng thought about it in his heart and made up his mind, and only took Old Man Yao and Shadow out of the customs again.

In the distance, Yi Feng couldn't help but feel happy when he looked at the patrol armor soldiers who were several times more than usual. This shows that Fan Ju knew that Yi Feng would come back, and he also considered the problem from Yi Feng's point of view, so that there was such a scene.

Compared with Fan Ju's vigilance, Yi Feng hoped that he would sit back and relax, and the precautions outside in time were a little more guarded. The most difficult time for a wise man to assassinate is when he is wary, and he will consider the possible situation, but it is difficult to do so.

Although he had a conclusion in his heart, Yi Feng did not rush forward easily. First, the strength of this defense is not insignificant, and secondly, it is necessary to confirm whether that Fan Ju is really as Yi Feng thinks, or whether he is suspicious and invites you into the urn.

In fact, the judgment is also simple, just look at when the lights go out in the military tent. If the lights have been turned off or the lights have not been turned off for a long time, Fan Ju has made a suspicious array, the lights have been turned off for a long time, and the suspicion of not turning off the lights is to set a trap. It is normal to turn off the lights around midnight, one is to deal with the business almost the same, and the other is a normal rest time, which is reasonable.

Of course, Yi Feng didn't believe that Fan Ju could think of this step. In fact, even Yi Feng himself thought of this place step by step, and this was because Yi Feng was doing this to be able to go step by step. In Yi Feng's memory, he could think of all possible Jun Evil at once, Ye Xin one, and there was nothing else after that.

After figuring out the pattern, Yi Feng and Old Man Yao's shadows took advantage of the gap to flash into the Mingjun garrison.

Yi Feng did not delay and went directly to the Chinese military tent.

After a few dodges, I saw the Chinese military tent. Yi Feng was reluctant to get close to eavesdropping, although the last time was the reason that Fan Ju had already expected, but who could guarantee that Fan Ju did not have some means to detect the surroundings, Yi Feng was unwilling to take risks.

Looking at the still bright Chinese military tent, Yi Feng asked the old man Yao next to him, "When?"

Old man Yao looked at the stars in the sky and replied, "It's already the time of the son." ”

Yi Feng nodded, if it was ugly, and Fan Ju had not rested, then Yi Feng would also retreat. When the child is assassinated, it depends on this hour.

The three cats were a hundred meters away from the Chinese military tent, staring at the lights of the Chinese military tent without blinking, but with a little expectation in their hearts.

The night wind hits, and the early spring wind carries some chill that has not yet melted, but it is a little frozen.