Pang Qingshan was born in a famous family and read poetry and books since he was a child; For the legend of this rotten street, of course, the direction behind it is clear. And he tricked a rural storyteller like this, just because he hadn't figured out how to deal with the villagers in Zhuolu County.

This place is only more than 100 miles away from Yanjing City. But at present, without the assistance of the Diting spies, the Worry Relief Army naturally cannot accurately estimate the urban defense deployment of Yanjing City. Even though there are not many defenders in Yanjing City, if there is Chiwu in charge, as long as the sentinel is close to Yanjing City for hundreds of miles, it will inevitably arouse the vigilance of the Yanjing defenders......

When the army arrived in Zhuolu County, it was dusk half an hour later, and it was definitely impossible to continue the march. Since the army had to rest here for a day, whether it was to clear the houses for the army to rest overnight, or to prevent the leakage of information, it was inevitable to slaughter the village.

Ignoring the trembling storyteller, after eating a green radish, Pang Qingshan drank three bowls of warm water in a row, and did not say a word during the whole process. It wasn't until he ate and drank slowly that he wiped his lips and waved his hand to the soldiers behind him:

"Listen to what kind of he's talking about, slaughter!"

The battle has reached this point, and there is nothing to care about for the soldiers of the Relief Army, including psychological problems such as "hypocrisy" and "damage to yin morality". Although the vast majority of them are "veterans and newcomers" who have just entered the battle battle; But through the grievances and hatred between them and the Northwest Army, they gradually got used to the smell of blood, and there were a few lives under the knife.

These worry-relieving soldiers are in the excitement of just starting to kill; Until they kill their hearts and soften their hands, they can't restrain their desire to kill!

Moreover, the current worry-relieving army is in a state of fighting against the water and being embattled; If they can't capture the enemy capital Yanjing before the grain and grass run out; In any case, there is only one dead word, waiting for them.

When people are about to die, they don't necessarily have a good heart and tell the truth; And the choice of those who march in the army is generally to take risks, fight to the death, or "pull a few more cushions......

Pang Qingshan gave an order, and where the blade swept through, blood light rose to the sky! The big human heads fell to the ground and rolled around, wafting out a refreshing fishy sweetness under the steaming of the sunset at dusk......

Until the willow tops on the moon, the worry-relieving army announced that the knife was stopped; The soldiers with weak arms were scavenging for the "spoils" and the bloody and stinking "slaughterhouse......

However, Pang Qingshan is a scholar after all, and he did not "completely do everything". There is a self-proclaimed "passerby" half-centenarian, when the knife pressed his neck, he shouted the word "Di Ting"! It was the name of Di Ting that saved his old life; Other than that, no one survived, including the average storyteller.

Since then, the local population of about 10,000 people in Zhuolu County has been removed from the household register of the Northern Yan Imperial Court; And Pang Qingshan, who was very kind-hearted, brought the old man who "escaped from the knife" into a mansion for interrogation:

"Just your bad luck...... Will it be the one who listens? Are you in charge of the night? Or is it the one who pretends to be the head of the army and takes the army's salary? Why haven't I seen you? ”

"Pang Shuai, you are a noble person, how forgetful! Not only have you seen me, but you have also brought the little old man into battle to kill the enemy! The demeanor of you shooting the northwest thief general Chen Ziling with arrows, the little old man is vivid...... Remember that night, you pulled your bow ......"

When Pang Qingshan heard the old man's words, his brows were twisted into a big pimple. From the perspective of his family and country, he did this treacherous thing with dignity and no remorse; From the point of view of personal integrity, this is also despicable and despicable enough.

Therefore, he has always been ashamed to mention the merit of shooting the commander of the Northwest Army to show his face, and he has been ashamed to mention it, and he has been ashamed of his life......

"Don't say it, I believe it! Have you not listened to it and scattered? Then why don't you take the silver and go back to your hometown to live in the old age, but you have to secretly chase Ben Shuai to Jizhou? Say, "What do you mean by this old boy?" ”

"Wronged, Pang Shuai! Xiao Lao'er's ancestral home is Zhuolu, and he is a native of Zhuolu! Now that the truth is gone, I think that I am also old, and I want to return to my roots and return to my hometown; But who knew that the little old man had just arrived on the front foot, and you had come on the back foot, it was really a divine soldier descending from the sky, and the soldier was ...... fast."

Pang Qingshan covered up the praise behind him, and his two eyes stared at the old man. After watching it for a long time, I saw that his attitude didn't look like he was lying, and the details were all right, so I decided that this was really an accident.

This old remnant who listened to the truth, for today's Pang Qingshan and the Worry Relief Army, really wants to eat hail under the ice, and he came at the right time! At present, he is lacking a mature sentinel, and he went to find out the specific situation of Yanjing City. And isn't this old man who accidentally bumped into a blade the best candidate?

So, Pang Qingshan instructed his subordinates to strip the old man from top to bottom, soak it in cold water for a quarter of an hour, and soak it in hot water for a quarter of an hour; Just when this old guy thought that the Relief Army was preparing to use his old bones to "beat his teeth", a set of quite luxurious clothes was placed in front of him.

Pang Shuai...... What do you mean by that? The Dragon Boat Festival has passed......"

"You misunderstood, disguise and disguise happen repeatedly, and I have to guard against it! Now I have a trivial matter, and I want to trouble you to go to Yanjing City overnight. ”

"Well, you say, little old man, listen."

"I want to know the city defense deployment and troop allocation of Yanjing City, as well as the life history and military habits of the generals who defend the city. Of course, the more other news, the better, and I will judge the merits for myself. After the matter is completed, I Pang Qingshan will have a heavy gift, at least it is also a house with a single courtyard in Jiankang City! If things don't go well, it doesn't matter, Ben Shuai will also let you go, but this reward is gone. How's it going, would you like to go on this errand? ”

If Pang Qingshan caught the Chiwu spy today, he would definitely not bother to waste this talk in vain; Even if the other party took the initiative to express his sincerity, he didn't want to hear a word. But this old man came from a good background, and there was no doubt about the details and answers, and there was no trace of disguise on his body, and the way was very clear. In this way, you can trust and use it for yourself.

The detective who listens will not be swayed by any relationship or emotion other than pure interest. And this old man is not young, experienced, and his vigilance is not weak, and he has a bit of the eagerness to "get out of danger"; Coupled with Di Ting's background, as long as he is given enough benefits, he doesn't have to worry that he will be in the middle of the battle, he is simply an ideal sentinel!

Professionals just don't make the difference! The old man took the errand, and rejected the old man's clothes in disgust. Half an hour later, an old beggar with ragged clothes and fluffy sideburns, carrying a wooden stick, left Zhuolu County. He rode first in a carriage for half an hour, and then walked on foot for another hour; It wasn't until the third watch that he finally arrived outside the south gate of Yanjing City......

In the darkness of the night, the old man, like a flower child, picked up a sharp stone in the forest and threw it at his ankle......

"Someone's coming...... Is there anyone...... Woo......"

At this time, the city gate had just changed its first shift, and the soldiers in the outer city who were now on duty were two experienced old fritters. The two of them had just sent off the night patrol and closed the outer city gates, and were about to lean against the wall to take a nap; At this moment, the two of them heard a seeping cry for help from the grass in the distance......

"Hey, blind Wei, did you hear that......

"Listen to it...... Hear me! It's three watches in the middle of the night, don't be some dirty thing, right? I've heard my third aunt say that this place has always been haunted, and every year several fallen talents are hanged......"

"Tsk, I usually don't see you do less things, why are you still afraid of gods and ghosts? Go, hurry up and take a look! ”

"Why don't you go......"

Just as the two were pushing and shoving, blaming each other, the miserable cries that kept coming out, as if disturbed by the dispute between the two, suddenly fell into silence......

"Mom! Why don't you cry! ”

"Wei Blind, Wei Blind, I am completely convinced of you; You're afraid of people crying, and you're afraid of not crying...... When you went out on duty today, did you forget your guts at home? You have to get it, you can see it, and I can't point to you for anything! Remember, you owe me a big drink! ”

The more courageous soldier shouted at the blind man Wei who was afraid of ghosts, and casually lifted the "Yongzi lantern" beside him. With a lamp in his left hand and a knife in his right, he slowly approached the place where the cry had just come from......

"Damn!!"

The timid and blind Wei himself has no "night vision"; Ever since his brother went to inquire about the situation, he had been squeezing his eyes and holding his breath, staring at the other man's back......

Of course, I can't see anything......

Therefore, at this time, the other party suddenly let out an exclamation, and the blind man Wei was immediately frightened and rolled his eyes, so that he could not turn his back on the spot! It wasn't until the other party walked back with a solemn look that he slapped him four or five times repeatedly, and then he was barely beaten back to his soul......

"Sober? When you're awake, you go to ......."

"I'm not going, I'm not going, I'm not going, I'm not going......"

"Tsk...... You're also in your thirties this year, and you're a good man at seven or eight feet tall when you stand up, can you look like a person? I'm asking you to go back to the city and invite the prefect here, and someone is dead! ”

"Uh......h I knew it must be a goblin......"

"Do you have long ears? It's a human death, not a goblin! Hurry up and call Lord Luo...... Forget it, you guard the scene, remember that the dead body is not far from the ground! I'm going to ask Lord Luo to ......."

"No, no, no, I'll go, I'll go back......"

A quarter of an hour later, Luo Yuan, who was yawning, took the messengers and soldiers of the Yanjing Mansion, each holding a torch, to the depths of the dense forest next to the official road in the south of the city......