The midsummer night is quiet and with a bit of heat, even the Xuanfu at this moment, it is difficult to hide the hot wind that floats slightly, the dark blue curtain is like a newly dyed brocade, gradually laid out, dotted with slightly twinkling stars, like a dazzling gem one after another, the flag on the city wall flutters, "fierce-" sounds, showing a bit of heavy shadow in the twilight, solemn and solemn.

Wearing silver armor, the upright and upright soldiers stood silently at the head of the city, like stone sculptures, motionless, but surrounded by an awe-inspiring and inviolable aura.

The people in the city are now gradually quieting down, the shops have closed, and the doors are leisurely closed, and in the woods not far from the city, there are still horses' hooves approaching little by little, stepping on the leaves on the path, making a slight cracking sound, and during the period there is also a bit of armor colliding with the sound of weapons, causing the birds in the woods to flutter their wings and fly, change a position, only to fall again, and call twice.

Tonight the moonlight was very bright, and a silver light fell through the bushes of trees, and in the distance, you could see a group of patrolling soldiers marching solemnly.

In the secluded mountain stream, a cool breeze slowly struck, blowing the leaves "rustling", just when the line of soldiers was marching, there seemed to be a few strange sounds behind the trunk not far ahead, the person in front of him silently raised his hand, the team suddenly stopped neatly, almost instantly, there was no sound, only the sound of birds and birds accompanied by the clear wind.

The man in front sat solemnly on the horse, a pair of eyes like an eagle staring at that place, but for a long time there was no movement, just when everyone thought it was just an illusion, suddenly heard a very light neighing of the horse, the man's eyes suddenly lit up, kicked the horse's belly and ran straight towards that woods, only to see the BMW fly up and jump, and suddenly stepped on many broken leaves flew up, and the soldiers behind him saw this more energetic, as if they saw the prey of a pack of wolves to follow.

The sound of horses' hooves resounded almost throughout the forest, and the next moment, a man hurriedly and panicked in the woods turned over and fled into the distance, almost desperately.

The whirring wind blew awe-inspiring in my ears, and the birds and finches of the whole mountain forest seemed to be startled, "chirping" and screaming, shuttling through the forest in a daze, fluttering their wings and flying out.

Seeing that he was gradually passing through the woods, the man who fled in a panic was extremely agile, and he had avoided the pursuit several times, and now that he was out of the woods, he raised his horsewhip, as fast as lightning, and the patrol leader saw this, and almost without hesitation, he drew a feather arrow from behind him, and set up the bow at a rapid speed, even if the horse was violently jolted, the hand that drew the bow was as steady as a rock, and the next moment, he only heard the sound of "whoa-", and the white feathered arrow chased straight towards the fleeing black shadow with the cold wind.

Almost instantly, you can hear a trace of the horse's sorrow in the night sky, only to see that under the bright and cold moonlight, the galloping horse's hind legs are weak, only to hear the sound of "bang-", and fell straight down, and the black shadow that was originally sitting on the horse also fell to the ground, but without giving up, he got up with lightning speed, as if he wanted to continue to escape.

I only heard another arrow coming out, this arrow was impartial, and it hit the man's right leg, and although the man tried his best to suppress it, he still snorted and fell to his knees in pain, and the next moment, the sound of horses' hooves swept like a tide, and the man was surrounded tightly.

The leader of the patrol sat condescendingly on his horse, and through the moonlight, he could see that the people under the horses were dressed ordinarily, and they looked like they were just dressed as ordinary people, but the momentum of the escape was by no means what a flat-headed person should have.

Under the leader's almost cold and pressing gaze, the man held his gushing and bleeding right leg, raised his head in panic and looked at the soldiers who were surrounded by him, almost crying in fright and begging for mercy: "All the military masters spare their lives, all the military masters spare their lives, the small ones are the people in this city, but they were injured when they went into the forest to pick herbs today, and they couldn't return to the city on time. ”

"Herb picking?"

One of the soldiers sneered after hearing this, and then shouted: "Since you are picking medicine, what are you running to when you meet us?"

As soon as the words fell, the man who was paralyzed on the ground was slightly stunned, and almost instantly remembered something and cried: "It is too dark in this forest, and the little one was scared half to death when he heard the sound of wild beasts, and then when he heard the sound of horses' hooves, he saw the army in the distance, and thought that the Tatars had come to take the city again, and the little one was afraid for a while, so he wanted to hide there, but who knew that he was discovered, and the little one was afraid of losing his life, so he had to run away." ”

In silence, the man shivered almost uncontrollably, and was frightened in the twilight, and cried more and more as he spoke, as if he were really just a frightened ordinary person.

At this moment, a cool breeze suddenly floated by, and the horses couldn't help but snort a little impatiently, and lightly stepped on the ground under their feet.

In the silence, only an extremely cold voice was heard, which seemed even more terrible in the dark night.

"Whether it is the people or not, we will find out when we go back to the city. ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw that the man's face was pale, but the leader did not wait for him to react, only indifferently pulled the reins, turned the horse around, and left only a calm back and said: "Bring people back to me!"

The next moment, someone turned over and dismounted, tied him up almost instantly, and was taken back to the city like a prey to be slaughtered.

……

At this time, Gu Jingming, the governor of Xuanda, Gu Zihan, the chief soldier of Shanxi, Zheng Wen, the deputy chief soldier, and several generals were gathering in front of the marching map to discuss something, the room was solemn and silent, only the candle flame was extremely bright, and when it shook slightly, you could see the serious and serious looks of everyone.

At this moment, a slight noisy sound gradually sounded outside the house, Gu Jingming couldn't help frowning slightly, raised his head as if he was about to say something, but he heard the sound of the announcement outside the house.

"Report to the Governor, that while on patrol tonight he had caught a suspicious man outside the city, fearing that he had been a Tatar, and had brought him back, and had found a letter from him, and asked the Governor to look at it. ”

When everyone in the room heard this, their eyes moved, and they turned to look at Gu Jingming, only to see Gu Jingming's expression uncertain, and he only said calmly towards the closed door: "Send it in." ”

The next moment, only the door was pushed open with a "squeak," and the patrol leader walked in first, followed by two soldiers who twisted the captured man in, and only heard the "bang-" on his knees, and the leader had already respectfully delivered the secret letter.

Gu Jingming silently glanced down at the secret letter, then took it, slowly tore it open, and when he pulled out the thin letterhead inside, he only glanced at it a few times, but his eyes shook violently, and his face became extremely strange.

"The Governor—"

Seeing this, all the generals couldn't help but whisper in worry, but they saw that Gu Jingming's hand holding the letterhead was slightly weak, and he looked up at the kneeling man, and his words were deep and serious.

"Can you still find someone else?"

When the leader heard this, he immediately remembered something, and hurriedly took out something that looked like a token from his sleeve and said, "Go back to the governor, and this Tatar pass." ”

Gu Jingming's eyes were even more ugly when he heard this, he took the pass, held it in his hand and looked at it for a long time, and in silence, his hand couldn't help but tighten a lot.

"The Governor—"

Gu Zihan on the side seemed to notice the abnormality of the fourth uncle, and wanted to ask something, but he wanted to say something and stopped, but the next moment, Gu Jingming raised his hand holding the letterhead weakly, Gu Zihan took it knowingly, and Fang Yi's eyes fell, but for a moment, his pupils shrank almost in disbelief, and his face was full of surprise.

In this way, everyone present was shocked a lot, and Zheng Wen happened to see the content of the letter at this moment because he was close to Gu Zihan, but unlike Gu Jingming's silence and Gu Zihan's surprise, Zheng Wen almost angrily shot his gaze at the person kneeling on the ground, and the next moment, before everyone could react, he suddenly pulled out his sword and slashed at the man, his words were full of irrepressible anger.

"Who sent you?"

This sudden scene made everyone present stunned, and Gu Jingming was almost the first to scold him calmly: "Stop him for me." ”

Seeing that the sword was about to split the person in half, he was so shocked that the person almost forgot to hide, Gu Zihan on the side received an order almost instantly, and firmly stopped Zheng Wen.

The man barely dodged from under the sword, and the hair on his sideburns was immediately broken by the sword, and fell lightly to the ground, making the man's face pale with fright, as if he had lost half his life.

Everyone was still in the clouds and fog at the moment, but Zheng Wen used all his strength to break away from Gu Zihan's hands, raised his right hand, picked up the long sword and pointed it at the man, almost angrily said: "I don't believe it! It's rare that you will believe it, Lord Governor? Cui Shangshu has been loyal and upright all his life, how can he communicate with the Tatars, it must be that the Tatars deliberately sent this fine work to frame Cui Shangshu, you let me go! I will kill this fine work of unknown origin!"

Seeing Zheng Wen's struggling face flushed, and the people present gradually understood something under these words, they couldn't help but look heavily on the thin few letterheads in Gu Zihan's hand, and they were silent for a while, looking weird and silent.