The main and second generals in the big account will be silent.

Zhang Ge spit out all his words, and his chest was full of pride, just waiting for Lu to speak. After a long time, without hearing the slightest sound, Zhang Ge slowly raised his head, but saw Lu Yan's expression was faint, just silent, and he was still playing with the Northern Barbarian Imperial Golden Knife in his hand.

Zhang Ge lowered his head again, and he didn't know what to say, so he heard Lu gradually say lightly: "Get up." ”

Zhang Ge had a lot of thoughts in his heart, and he knelt on the ground and did not move.

Lu gradually frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Get up." ”

There was a sound of armor colliding, and Yan Yijun's military order was like a mountain, and Zhang Ge stood up straight like a reflex.

Lu Rong looked at the young general in front of him who had been born and died with him for many years, and said word by word: "My surname is Lu, the general is also surnamed Lu, and the 100,000 Yan troops are all surnamed Lu. ”

Zhang Ge let out a sigh and nodded heavily, he suddenly had a feeling that he might no longer have the possibility of advancing in the Yan Yi army, but he didn't regret it, if there was no Lu gradually holding the handle at the beginning, he would be at most a military commander now, where does he have such status and fame now.

It's just that I'm afraid that the Xuansoap Army won't be able to stay, how can the army of King Yan let a captain with different ambitions lead the troops? How could the great general Yoshiko have a pro-soldier deputy general who has no words? Zhang Ge sighed slightly, he was suffering from gains and losses, but when he saw Lu gradually raise his hand, a golden light in his hand swirled and threw it towards him, Zhang Ge took it with his hand, it turned out to be the golden knife.

"The knife will be given to you, and the barbarian princess will grab it herself." Lu gradually said lightly: "I will be stationed in the Xuanfu at the beginning of spring, and you will have a chance at that time." ”

Zhang Ge was holding the knife, he was stunned, and when he reacted, he couldn't help himself for a while, forced his tears, and said with a smile: "I am not a rare barbarian princess, I can't keep the smell of my body, and I stink to death." ”

Lu gradually smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and picked up the letter on the desk again, crumpled it into a ball, threw it aside and said lightly: "Go to Xinfenzhou tomorrow and urge the son to set off." ”

At the foot of Qinzhou Dilung Mountain, Lijia Village.

Early in the morning, there was a fast horse galloping, the man on the horse was dressed in a dark short coat, with his hair tied high, in his twenties, he did not stop when he entered the village, and he broke in directly, so frightened that several children who were playing at the entrance of the village could not avoid it, and the people turned over on their backs.

A middle-aged man who was chopping wood in his yard saw it, and when he saw it, he was furious, picked up his axe and stopped him, and shouted angrily: "What person! Don't see the kids? ”

When the young man saw this, he didn't panic, turned over and dismounted, looked around the village, turned to the man and asked, "Where does Chen Ti live?" ”

"Who is Chen Ti! We don't have the surname Chen! Seeing that this person was dressed in a short dress and had a long sword at his waist, the villagers knew that he had kung fu in his body, and his defensive color was even stronger, so he took a few steps back and said loudly.

Several families around the house also pushed the door to see, the children playing at the entrance of the village did not know why, standing at the entrance of the village from a distance to this side, a few children were still crying, obviously frightened by the horse just now.

The young man smiled, patted the horse's neck, let go of the bridle, and laughed at himself: "Oh, I forgot all about my head." It's an old man in your village who has lived in seclusion here for many years, surnamed Chen, where does he live? ”

When the man heard that he was looking for Old Man Chen, he also breathed a sigh of relief, but Lijia Village had not come to outsiders for a long time, and Lu Rong and Wu were polite before, unlike the person in front of him who entered the village on horseback, and was extremely arrogant, his demeanor was still a little unpolite, and he said coldly: "Old Man Chen, he has been out of the village for a long time, and he left a year ago." ”

The young man was a little impatient, snorted, narrowed his eyes, and asked, "I asked him where he lived?" ”

"Why are you asking this?" Middle-aged men are becoming more cautious.

The young man sighed, suddenly burst out, the long sword at his waist was instantly held in his hand, and a dodge came to the middle-aged man, the long sword stabbed straight into his chest and then pulled out, and the blood gushed out with a pop, splashing all over the ground, melting with the snow, and suddenly condensing. The middle-aged man's eyes widened, his face was incredulous, and he slowly fell down.

The young man's face was hideous, and he sneered: "I ask what I answer, why so much nonsense!" ”

The village was in turmoil, angry shouts, screams were everywhere, several villagers who were watching the excitement were shocked, hurriedly picked up the sickle and axe at hand, and surrounded the young men. A woman wailed and threw herself at her dying husband, crying bitterly, and the sound of grief shook the sky. The children watching at the entrance of the village were also stunned by the change and did not dare to move, and several women hurriedly ran over to lead the children into the house.

The young man hung his sword, and when the blood on the sword dripped into the ground along the tip of the sword, he trembled slightly, and then did all this without hurry under the angry eyes of many villagers, and asked with a smile: "Where does Old Man Chen live?" ”

How could the villagers still have the heart to answer, their eyes were wide with anger, and their hearts were extremely hateful, and one of them shouted angrily: "Who are you! Why hurt! ”

The young man took two steps towards the person who spoke, a pair of heroic eyes shot coldly, sneered, and said word by word: "My name is Cao She, I will ask again one last time, where does Old Man Chen live?" ”

When Ding Ding, a captain of the Ancheng City Defense Division, rushed to hear the news, the originally quiet and warm Lijia Village was already full of dead and wounded blood, and the strong smell of blood came to the nostrils at a long distance, and the horses hesitated when they reached the entrance of the village.

There was not a single word in the village, and the dog barked.

After instructing his subordinates to find survivors, Zhao Jingshi walked to a dilapidated wooden house in the depths of the village step by step, during which he even couldn't help but vomit, and walked to the courtyard, Zhao Jingshi gently pushed the door in, and in the dim room, through the sunlight reflected by the snow outside the window, the culprit Cao She was resting peacefully on the broken kang head where Old Man Chen slept every day.

Seeing that this demon who could still be safe and sound after the slaughter of the village, Zhao Jingshi couldn't help but weaken his knees, fell to his knees with a thud, and said tremblingly: "My lord, there is an order from above, let the lower officials ...... here" Before he finished speaking, he didn't know how to say it. An hour ago, a big man came to the Chang'an City Defense Division, who was one of the three chief stewards of the Qin Palace, and he wanted to know the seven officials in front of the prime minister, not to mention the chief steward of the Qin landlord's mansion. The commander of the city defense department hurriedly served a cup of tea, but was rejected by the steward, and ordered the road to send a team of people to a village at the foot of the mountain to clean up the mess. The commander didn't dare to ask more, and he couldn't be lazy, so that the housekeeper of the Qin Palace's mansion could say "up", and he knew with his toes that he was the only one of the few big people in Qin who could speak of power, so Zhao Jingshi brought a team of soldiers to hurry up, but he didn't expect to clean up the mess and clean up such a purgatory on earth.

Cao She lay on his side on the kang, supported his head with his hands, nodded lightly, and said lightly: "Do you have anything to eat?" I am hungry. ”

Zhao Jingshi nodded hurriedly and said, "Yes, there is some dry food here in Xiaguan, but it is a little cold." Why don't you wait for a while, and then the lower officials will make a fire and cook rice? ”

Cao Shegu sat up suddenly, opened his eyes, stretched his waist widely, and said with a smile: "No, give it to me, I used to eat cold dry food, and I am still a little unaccustomed to big fish and meat every day these days." ”

Zhao Jingshi hurriedly took out a piece of dry cake from his arms, stood up and was about to hand it over, but who knew that his hand slipped and fell to the ground, Zhao Jingshi was like being struck by lightning, and he knelt on the ground with a plop and kowtowed, and said in his mouth: "The lower official should die, the lower official should die." ”

Before, the head of the head told him to be kind to the man in front of him, remember not to contradict, Zhao Jingshi knew that the person who could make the Qin Wangfu open his mouth must be the dragon or the wind, and he had already thought of some sycophancy words before coming, who knew that the hands and feet that were frightened by the dozens of bloody bones in Lijia Village were not yet cold, and he could still remember a lot before.

Cao She saw that Zhao Jingshi's hands and feet were inconvenient, kneeling quickly, and he was happy, got off the kang, bent down to pick up the dry cake that fell on the ground, blew it, and did not dislike it, just put it in his mouth, and said while chewing: "Go back and tell Mr. Xu, this place is good, it is not in vain Chen Ti lives in seclusion, I will live here, remember to bring me food every day." ”

Zhao Jingshi wiped his cold sweat, said yes again and again, and didn't think about whether Mr. Xu was the rumored chief staff of King Qin, Xu Youcheng, only to remember Cao She's words.

Cao She paced around the room while eating, and commanded, "Get up and get busy with your go." ”

Zhao Jingshi was amnesty, quickly got up, and cautiously looked up at the handsome young man in front of him, munching on dry cakes and smiling, not at all like the fierce gods who slaughtered the village.