On the second day, it suddenly began to rain heavily, and it became heavier and heavier, and the army marched in the rain, and it was miserable, and the winter in Annam did not snow.

As the army marched all the way north, Zheng Yu suddenly found that Yang Muyun had suddenly disappeared. When he asked his father, Zheng Ke just sighed and said that he had no future, and it was normal for anyone to leave him.

Until the evening, the heavy rain did not stop at all, and the vanguard in front had arrived at the Xinping River.

The Xinping River is not wide, and it can be crossed by wading in the water usually. But the heavy rain caused the river to swell sharply, and the surging waves blocked the way of the army's advance.

Zheng Ke fell ill in the heavy rain, his forehead was burned and unconscious, and Ruan had to take over the power of commanding the whole army.

It was already dark, the rain was falling non-stop, the sky was dark, and there were no fingers on the ground, so Ruan had to order the army to camp on the spot.

In the dark rain curtain, a group of Annan officers and soldiers who had changed into civilian clothes left the camp and marched towards the Xinping River in the rain.

The road in the upper reaches of the Xinping River is not easy to walk, not to mention the rugged road, and there are dense thorny jungles everywhere, and it is especially difficult to walk in the dark rain. However, the footsteps of this group of Annan officers and soldiers were not slow, and it can be seen that they were well-trained, especially the person who led the way, walking like flying among the mountains, rocks and grasses, and it can be seen that he was equipped with martial arts, and his martial arts were not low.

The further forward the road became, the more dangerous and steep it became, and the speed of this Annan officer and soldier gradually slowed down.

Suddenly, the man in the lead stopped, stared ahead with a wary face, and with a flick of the fire fold in his hand, the people behind him immediately bent down and scattered and hidden.

"Who? Come out! He let out a low sigh. There was no movement in the bushes ahead, only the rustle of rain on them.

He repeated what he had just said, but in the barbarian language spoken by the locals.

Two figures stood up from the bushes in front of them. He drew his bow and arrows and asked him in barbarian language, "Who are you?" ”

"It turned out to be a barbarian from the basin," the leader turned his lips slightly up, and opened his mouth to say, "I was sent by the Dayue Imperial Court, and I have come to see your leader Venasuva." ”

The two men looked at each other, put away their bows and arrows, and stepped forward to examine him carefully.

Seeing that the person who came was poorly dressed, the criticism was scattered, and the face was smeared with oil paint, and continued: "I am Wu Guobin, the deputy commander of the Dayue Praetorian Guard, and I have come to see your leader on the order of Marquis Ruan. As he spoke, he presented a jade waist plaque to the two of them.

One of them took it and looked at it, waved his hand and said, "Come with me!" ”

Wu Guobin led a group of men to follow the two barbarians and continued to walk along the upper reaches of the Xinping River, and after walking for a short time, they felt that the front was becoming more and more rugged and difficult, and the jungle was becoming thicker and denser.

"Master Wu," one of his subordinates wiped the rain from his face and couldn't help asking, "How long do we have to go?" ”

"Just go, why do you ask so much?" Wu Guobin said coldly.

"These barbarians," another of his men grumbled, "how can you stay in such a hellish place?" ”

Hearing this, his companion beside him couldn't help but laugh, "If we hadn't stayed in this place with high mountains and dense forests, wouldn't we have let the Dayue Imperial Court be wiped out earlier?" ”

Wu Guobin snorted coldly, "Shut up for me, follow closely, and I'll cut his tongue if I say anything weird." ”

When everyone heard this, they shuddered, and silently lined up in a line and walked through the jungle without speaking.

I don't know how far I walked, when suddenly a lightning bolt crossed the sky, and everyone was startled, and the pace of the march was suffocated.

Wu Guobin opened his eyes and saw that the two barbarians leading the way in front of him had disappeared. And now they were in an open field, surrounded by gloomy trees. Wu Guobin's heart inexplicably swelled with a trace of coldness, and he was just about to speak, when he suddenly heard a burst of "Xiu Xiu" breaking wind rushing to his face.

"Get down, get down!" Wu Guobin yelled at the group of men behind him.

"Puff-puff-" Everyone was shot in ignorance, and the screams resounded through the night sky.

More than half of the dozens of people fell in an instant, and as soon as the rest of them pulled their swords out of their sheaths, black shadows sprang out of the jungle like ghosts, brandishing swords and spears and lunging at them.

"Don't mess up," Wu Guobin shouted, "everyone back to back, don't be scattered by the enemy." As he spoke, he slashed at the oncoming man.

The two sides were strangled together in an instant in the glade of the forest.

There were no less than 100 people coming, and all of them were extraordinary, Wu Guobin and his subordinates were already small, and most of them were injured by a burst of random arrows. Caught off guard, he was at a disadvantage, with an average of three or four people facing the other side.

After a period of fighting, Wu Guobin's subordinates became fewer and fewer.

"Master Wu," several of his men shouted at him, "you go quickly, we will stand in your way." ”

"No, let's go together." Wu Guobin slashed at the shoulder of an enemy with a calm face, and then swung his knife to force the two to retreat.

"If you don't leave, none of us will be able to leave," one person said hurriedly: "You hurry back and report to Marquis Ruan, and come back to avenge us." As he spoke, he raised his knife to stop a few people who pounced on him.

Wu Guobin gritted his teeth, the knife in his hand drew a cold arc in the night, splashing a rain of blood, several screams sounded, and he was short and burrowed into the jungle.

....

He didn't know how far he had run, and when he got there, it seemed that he would never be able to get out of the endless jungle in front of him. What was especially creepy was that he felt that there was a person behind him all the time, and when he stopped, he looked behind him, but there was nothing.

He couldn't stand it anymore, so he stopped and went crazy and turned around in a circle and shouted, "Who is it, come out!" Come out of here......"

A soft sigh sounded above his head, and Wu Guobin suddenly looked up, a young man about sixteen or seventeen years old was lying on his back on a branch in the canopy, without looking at him.

"Who are you?" He gasped and hissed.

The boy didn't say a word, still not glancing at him.

Wu Guobin gritted his teeth and jumped up, and the knife in his hand slashed towards him like lightning.

"Click-" A thick branch was slashed and fell to the ground, and the boy was gone.

"Is this man a human or a ghost?" A chill appeared in Wu Guobin's heart, if he was a human, how could this young man's martial arts be so amazing?

Just when he was in turmoil, he felt someone pat him on the shoulder, Huo Ran turned around, and saw that the young man was standing behind him with a smile and looking at him.

Wu Guobin roared, swung his knife like the wind, and slashed towards the young man one after another.

I don't know how many knives he slashed, but the boy was like a reflection in the water, and it never disappeared under his blade like a storm.

With another slash, the young man's figure suddenly disappeared.

Wu Guobin bent down and gasped for breath, he felt that his whole body was about to collapse, as one of the masters of the palace guards, it was the first time he had encountered such a terrible opponent, he tried his best, but the other party seemed to play with himself in the palm of his hand.

"Are you still fighting?" A leisurely voice sounded behind him.

Wu Guobin turned his head and glared fiercely at the ghost-like young man, his voice seemed to be squeezed out between his teeth, "What do you want?" ”

The young man smiled, smiled brightly, swept his eyes over him, and said lightly: "I don't want to do anything, I just want you to do something for me." ”

Wu Guobin's face changed, "Don't you think about it!" ”

"Your men are all done," the young man looked at him, "but you are left alone, do you think you can return to the camp?" The boy's eyes narrowed slightly.

"You...... Are you Zheng Ke's person? Wu Guobin said in surprise.

The young man was slightly stunned and did not say anything.

"Zheng Ke, what does he want to do, do you want to rebel?" Wu Guobin hissed with red eyes.

"We don't dare to do such a big rebellious thing," the young man said leisurely: "It's just that I want to clear the king's side for the king." ”

"Who does he want to clear?"

"Throw away the knife, and I'll tell you." The boy laughed.

"Good!" As soon as Wu Guobin spit out a word, the knife in his hand was thrown towards the young man like a long rainbow. The moment he let go, he took a deep breath and turned around and ran towards the dark jungle, as fast as an arrow from a string.

The boy shook his head, and after a while, he heard a scream come from the jungle, and a brown-clad masked man walked out.

"You shouldn't have talked so much nonsense to him." The masked man gave the boy a cold look.

The young man sighed softly, "No way, who made me soft-hearted?" You're going to have to do it. ”

The masked man snorted.

"Now that everyone is ready, let's move on to the next step!" The boy said.

"You don't need to remind me of this," the masked man said, "Wu Guobin is the weaker one among the palace guards, and the Pei Guoan next to Ruan is much higher than him." ”

"That's nature," the young man smiled slightly, "The nature of high martial arts is to leave behind to protect important people." ”

"So you can't do anything," the masked man stared at him and said, "If a slip of the tongue is revealed, the Hou Ye will be finished." ”

"I know this," the young man said leisurely: "Can I count on Hou Ye when I fly Huang Tengda in Annan, how can I mess up Hou Ye's affairs?" ”

The masked man stared at him for a while and said, "Yang Muyun, you are a Ming person, why don't you take your career in Daming, but come to me to make this troubled water?" ”

"Daming's career has been ruined by me," Yang Muyun smiled and said: "In comparison, Annan has a better chance, why not give it a go here?" It's rare that the Hou Ye looks up to me so much and lets me participate in his plan, and I will swear to repay me. ”

When the masked man saw that his expression did not look like a hypocrisy, he said, "Let's go, we have to go back quickly, and once it is dawn, it will be troublesome." ”

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After a day in the rain, the officers and soldiers of Annam soon fell asleep. Only Ruan's big tent was still lit, and Ruan only walked around the tent with his hands behind his back and a solemn face. In the tent stood a man, about forty years old, of ordinary appearance, of medium stature, who at first glance did not look very special, but his eyes flashed with essence, and his whole body exuded an aura that was not angry and self-assured. He stood motionless, like a statue.

The tent was silent, and only the sound of rain could be heard outside.

"Master Hou," seeing that Ruan only didn't have the slightest intention of sleeping, the middle-aged man couldn't help but say: "You better rest early, you have to lead the army to rush tomorrow morning!" ”

Ruan only sighed, stared at the tent for a while, and said slowly: "If the rain doesn't stop tomorrow, won't the water of this Xinping River rise even more violently." ”

"Tomorrow's things may not be as Hou Ye thinks," the middle-aged man comforted: "Now that the whole army is tied to Hou Ye, Hou Ye should take good care." ”

Ruan only waved his hand and did not speak.

"Master Hou," the middle-aged man continued: "The power in the army is in the hands of Master Hou, Zheng Ke is seriously ill and cannot be a director, even his son Zheng Zhao has been beaten with forty military sticks, and now he is lying on his stomach, what else do you have to worry about?" ”

"Soldiers, murder weapons. If it is not lifted for a day, this burden will not be stable for a moment when it is on its shoulders. Ruan's face was solemn.

"Lord Hou is also an old minister beside the first king," the middle-aged man said: "This soldier has also led most of his life, what big battles have you not seen?" Now that he is only leading troops back to Beijing, not going to fight, what is there to worry about? ”

"I can't tell," Ruan said, looking at the top of the tent, "but my eyelids kept jumping, and I always felt as if something big was about to happen." Zheng Ke is not a person who can easily bow to others, I not only took away his power, but also forced him to beat his own son, but he didn't even react a little excessively, isn't it strange? ”

"Let you exercise military power on your behalf, it is the king's will," the middle-aged man said: "His son Zheng Zhao provoked a fight in the army, and he should be subject to military law, if Zheng Ke clashed with Hou Ye because of this, it would be disrespectful to the king, and Hou Ye could take the opportunity to take out the secret decree handed over to you by the king, and read out the ...... Zheng Ke in front of the whole army."

"But he didn't give Ben Hou this chance," Ruan Zhi frowned deeply, "He can really get this ruthless hand, and he can't get up even if he beats his son, Ben Hou just wants to find his bad luck, and he can't hold his handle." ”

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Ruan only sneered contemptuously, "Benhou has a full army of 80,000 here, and they still want to block Benhou's way?" If they dared to make a rash move, Ben Hou led his troops to destroy them. Speaking of this, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, "I don't know what happened to Guobin, have you seen the big leader of the Cunpen Barbarian, Venasuva." ”

"It's dark and rainy, and the road is hard to walk," the middle-aged man thought for a moment and said, "According to common sense, he shouldn't be able to come back before dawn." ”

"Master Hou doesn't have to worry," the middle-aged man smiled, "The road back to Beijing is still long, I don't believe he can endure it forever." ”

"He's sick now," Ruan only sighed, "It's good that he doesn't have to smell anything." The king asked me to lead the troops back to Beijing as soon as possible, and Benhou can't delay here forever. Since the river is turbulent in front of you, you can't pass it, so let's see if you can make a detour upstream. ”

"The upper reaches of the Xinping River are the territory of the barbarians," said the middle-aged man, "will they let our army pass through their territory easily?" ”