Qin Jin carefully looked at the three stand-ins in front of him one by one, and saw that they were seven or eight points similar to himself, and couldn't help but admire Yang Xing's ability, it was really not easy to find three people with similar heights and appearances to himself in such a short period of time, I really don't know how he did it.

"Just him!"

Qin Jin designated one of them at random, in fact, the appearance of these three people was roughly the same, as long as they wore a crown and ribbon dress, even those who had met him several times might not be able to see the flaws at a glance. Yang Xingben immediately ordered someone to lead the person designated as a stand-in to the back to change his clothes, and the other two were sent away.

"Where did Erlang find these people?"

Yang Xingben smiled mysteriously and said:

"Actually, the last general had already sent someone to work on this matter when he took over the secret agent, and when the assassination incident surfaced, it just came in handy!"

At this time, Qin Jin couldn't help but be taken aback in his heart, he couldn't imagine that Yang Xingben had already started to take precautions a few months ago, and his thoughtfulness was far beyond his imagination. Thinking of this, Qin Jin had another immature idea, could he let Yang Xingben show his strengths and be in charge of the intelligence management department? Although the scale of the secret agents attached to the Shenwu Army was not large, it was foreseeable that as long as the Shenwu Army planned to make great progress, it would certainly not be able to ignore the intelligence management work.

Of course, the ancients did not attach much importance to intelligence to later generations, and Qin Jin, who was a person who came over, would not ignore it, so the spy rebellion would develop into a large organization comparable to that of Jinyiwei or the KGB.

Qin Jin knows very well that the strength of an individual is always limited, and only by converging the streams into rivers and seas can it be possible to have the last laugh in this troubled world of traps everywhere.

However, these are only preliminary ideas, and can only be put into practice when the overall plan is mature.

Qin Jin is a person who does not easily praise his subordinates and does not easily scold his subordinates, Yang Xingben has long been accustomed to his attitude, even if he does not get a word of praise, he still further reminded:

"These stand-ins have only been trained for a short time, and they are still a bit rusty about many etiquette, so in order to prevent the horse's feet from being exposed, we might as well make a slight change to today's review!"

Originally, in the plan, Qin Jin would go into some private phalanxes to have close contact with the militia in the private sector, but now that he is using a stand-in, it is best to keep his distance. The term militia was also completely fixed in the last military meeting of the Shenwu Army, and from then on, as long as they joined the private sector and could participate in the war, they were all called militia.

"Okay, everything is arranged by Erlang, I am waiting for your good news in this handsome hall today!"

After a while, the military official brought the stand-in back to Shuaitang, and even Qin Jin was surprised when he saw it, although he had been mentally prepared for a long time, he was still shocked by this similarity.

"The villain meets Dr. Qin......"

It's a pity that he leaked his cowardice as soon as he opened his mouth, and his identity was immediately exposed in Henan official dialect.

Qin Jin waved his hand, signaling that he didn't have to bow down, and let this person wear an official robe to worship him. He turned his head and said to Yang Xingben:

"I really let Erlang say, this person is at least eight points similar to me when he doesn't speak, and once he speaks, he will immediately reveal his stuff. ”

Yang Xingben smiled and said:

"That's why the last general has this suggestion, try to keep the stand-in away from outsiders!"

The rumbling sound of war drums faintly spread into the imperial city, and at this time, a ceremonial officer hurriedly entered the military commander camp of the Shenwu Army, and according to the plan, Qin Jin must rush to Tianjin Bridge with the honor guard.

The 100,000 militiamen were lined up on both sides of the canal before dawn, just waiting for the most solemn moment of the day.

After nine cannon shots, the imperial doctor in a purple robe went out of the end gate surrounded by thousands of people, and the soldiers of the Shenwu Army and the private militia gathered on the north and south banks of the Tianjin Bridge immediately thundered with joy, and the sound of long live the mighty went straight to the sky.

Whether it is the Shenwu army or the private army, many people have seen the dignity of the imperial doctor at such a close distance for the first time, although they cannot leave the phalanx without permission due to military discipline, but there are still people who can't help but look up.

However, the military judge's reprimand immediately rang out, and the short whip he carried with him symbolized the majesty of the military law of the Shenwu Army, and anyone who dared to leave the phalanx without permission would be whipped with a split head and face. If there is a person who insists on going his own way, the military judge even has the right to behead him directly, without having to ask Changshi for instructions in advance.

Soon someone was whipped for stepping forward, and the sound of slapping came and went.

Maintaining the stability of the phalanx is the foundation of victory in battle, so Qin Jin allowed the military judge to use relatively cruel methods to deal with those who left the phalanx without permission.

The role of the military judge soon became apparent, and after a short period of chaos at the beginning, the Shenwu Army military array greeted this most solemn moment with unprecedented order, not only the Shenwu Army military array, but even the civilian military array also showed a level beyond the past.

Many of the generals were in disbelief when they saw it from afar, they had never seen it in their lives, and the team could still be so neatly arranged, but there were movements like ten thousand people's arms, and with the sound of thunder, they all felt that there was no army in the world that could exceed the level of the Shenwu Army no matter what.

Surrounded by the guard of honor and personal guards, Qin Jin rode a white Western Regions good breed horse, slowly crossed the Huangdao Bridge, went to the Tianjin Bridge, and arrived at the south bank of the Tongqu through the Xingjin Bridge.

The south bank was full of private enterprises composed of Luoyang locals, and driven by the whole frenzied atmosphere, those who originally did not have much reverence for Qin Jin also shouted one by one. Next, Qin Jin walked along the south bank of the canal in the direction of Xinzhong Bridge, in the process, the militia along the street came into contact with Qin Jin at a very close distance, and the people who could rank along the street were all good families in the city who had been repeatedly examined, not only that, but they were all people with permanent property.

Although Yang Xingben has put a lot of effort into this matter, he still can't stop someone from harboring a private person. Just after crossing the Xingjin Bridge, Hu Xiqian was also a militia centurion among the militia about three miles away from the Xinzhong Bridge, and there were hundreds of good families under his command who were selected into the private sector.

I saw that Qin Jinsheng's aspect was bearded, but in addition to his heroic spirit, there was also a bit of youth that did not match his status. It turned out that this Doctor Qin was really as rumored, less than thirty years old. A person who is less than 30 years old has ascended to such a high position, which is probably unprecedented in the more than 100 years since the founding of the Tang Dynasty.

For a moment, a trace of regret flashed in Hu Xiqian's eyes, the vast majority of people who became famous at a young age were protected by God, otherwise even if they were only eight buckets, they would not be able to become one of the most important ministers in the court at a young age, right?

In other words, dealing with this kind of person who is protected by God is against the sky, against the trend, and there is no good end.

It's a pity that all the plans have begun to be put into practice, even if Hu Xiqian wants to regret it now, there is no chance. He could only pray silently, praying that Li Si would be able to shoot Qin Jin to death with one arrow, and then the Shenwu Army would inevitably be in chaos, and his wish in this life would be fulfilled.

Seeing that Qin Jin was getting closer and closer to the Xinzhong Bridge under the support of the honor guard, as long as he entered the range of a stone's throw from the Xinzhong Bridge, he could use Li Si's arrows to ......

Suddenly, a rapid neighing of horses startled Hu Xiqian, so nervous that he almost jumped out of his heart. It turned out that one of the guards surrounding Qin Jin was startled, but it was obvious that this guard was a master of riding horses, and in the blink of an eye, he had successfully pacified the frightened mount.

At this time, Hu Xiqian, like the vast majority, noticed that Qin Jin's personal guards were all Hu people from Yishui, and it was difficult to see the shadow of half of the Han people. Those who are familiar with Qin Jin know that his most elite personal entourage is from the Tongluo Department of Saibei, and these warriors, who are one of the most elite warriors of the Nine Divisions of Tiele, have an unusual loyalty to Qin Jin, and their combat effectiveness should not be underestimated.

Realizing that this was a false alarm, Hu Xiqian couldn't help but raise his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, he was not a person who was easily nervous, but now he even had his heart jumping to his throat, as if he could jump out at any time as long as he had a mouth.

Just when Hu Xiqian lost his mind for a moment, the sound of breaking the sky came continuously, and he looked up sharply only to see Qin Jin, who was dressed in a purple robe, holding his chest and falling under the horse, and the scene was immediately like cold water dripping from a boiling oil pot, boiling endlessly.

Qin Jin was shot!

Hu Xiqian saw with his own eyes that three feather arrows had sunk deep into Qin Jin's chest, with this kind of injury, ordinary people would die for life, not to mention that each arrow was also coated with the poison of blood sealing the throat.

Everything ended in an instant, the end was unsuspenseful, and the end was unexpected.

"Catch the assassins, catch the assassins...... The doctor was hit by an arrow......"

The military formation of the Shenwu Army performed well under the orders of the military judge, but the situation of the militia was not optimistic, and the position close to Qin Jinzhong's arrow and horse had become a pot of porridge. Some people tried to rush forward to check Qin Jin's injuries, and some people realized that maybe a catastrophe was coming, and they frequently retreated.

At this time, it showed the superiority of the guards of the same Luo Department, only to see a sturdy Hu man draw out a long saber and shouted a few times in Turkic language, when even someone put Qin Jin who fell to the ground in a pool of blood on the horse, with the sound of the horse's hooves uneasy and rapid roar, the personal guard team turned around and returned the same way, and went straight to Tianjin Bridge.

Only by crossing the Tianjin Bridge as soon as possible and returning to Duanmen could they completely ensure Qin Jin's safety, and these people didn't even have time to check the exact injuries of Qin Jin, who didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Fortunately, these warriors of the Tongluo tribe reacted very quickly, but in a matter of moments, the private sector already had a precursor to getting out of control. The few Shenwu troops on the south bank of the canal struggled to maintain order, holding back the surging crowd and preventing it from coming into contact with the speeding guards.

One hundred thousand militia was by no means a small number, and unrest and commotion spread like a plague.