Before Cuff's consciousness faded, he tried to look east.

He couldn't see the east, and the battle clouds of Hangu Pass in the mountains had risen. One or two kilometers in front of the city pass, between the mountains and fields, machinery and manpower cooperated, digging deep ditches and pulling up sections of barbed wire.

Above the city pass, an officer looked into the distance with a telescope, and rows of steel pipes flashing with cold light were displayed beside him.

Inside the city gates, countless people were running around, and the telegraph transmitters and radio broadcasters were also busy spreading messages one after another.

Farther east of Chengguan, the Yellow River is surrounded by two endless mountains, on which the willows are dense and the trees are already shady.

There were chariots and horses descending from the south bank of the river, and the sad Heyou was escorted and was heading to Chaolin City.

By this time, he had already understood that they did not have a so-called secret mission, and the Qiufu only asked him to leave Guanzhong under the pretext of sending a letter.

On the way, they encountered countless carts, horses, and livestock machinery walking behind them, and countless young men and women on the side of the road were organized to train in formation.

At the end of this road, in the greatest city of this era, the mobilization for war is underway, the factories for the production of weapons are being rushed and expanded, and the production of all kinds of logistical materials is also being hurried. The smoke from the steam engine soared into the sky.

Retracting his gaze from thousands of miles away, the Zhu Monkey standing on the tower of Hangu Pass seemed to be able to see the noisy enemies in the pass and the smoke and dust brought up by the steam engine thousands of miles away behind him.

Someone rode into the city and went upstairs to report something, and the jackal looked at the west side, and asked a little distractedly, "Didn't you save it?" ”

The person who came lowered his head and reported: "Blazing Zhong had already expected it, and laid down a lot of defenses, and a day ago, Baron Qiufu had already died in Wolftai City. Twenty-one other artisans and seventy-six smugglers were killed. ”

"What about our human casualties?" The jackal asked.

"Thirty-one people were killed in battle. No one was arrested. ”

The black jackal was silent for a while, and no one was arrested, that is, almost all the people who went up were dead: "Report their names." Write down your identity clearly. I'll take care of the rest. ”

The sacrifice of craftsmen such as the puppet and the intelligence personnel naturally had to be declared merit and pensions to them. Those caravans were to be handed over to the authorities for strict liquidation.

Caravan smuggling, which was ignored in peacetime, is now naturally liquidated so as not to jeopardize the entire war situation.

Thinking of the tragic death of Qiu Fu and the others, the black jackal looked at the west and said fiercely: "Blazing old man, if I catch you, how many people will you kill me, and how much flesh will I cut on you!" ”

From time to time, someone came to report various information, and the black jackal responded from time to time, simply using the castle tower as a temporary command department.

"Report."

"Speak!" The jackal didn't look back.

"Report to General Baron, the Minister of Intelligence, Qian Mian, pretended to report to you."

A gloomy voice sounded from behind the black jackal, making the black jackal frown.

He is now a lieutenant general of the second rank, serving as the commander of the defense of the Western Front, and is the most powerful general under the commander-in-chief of Shi Beak. But more than 30 years after he fought the horse, he was still just a small baron. Because of his life, he missed almost all the great battles in the kingdom perfectly. And Lin Ji never increases the title indiscriminately. As a result, even if he is a lieutenant general, he only has the title of baron.

That's right, his title is only on par with that of the man who digs the canal.

This is the shame of the black jackal's life, and the people who dare to tease him like this, there will be no more than five in the entire kingdom. But here comes one today. And it's not the one he can't afford to mess with.

Qian Mian pretended to be as old as a vulture, his hair fell out in a large area, and there were an astonishing number of folds on his face. But now the people of the whole kingdom know that if there is a list of people in the kingdom who can't be messed with, he is definitely in the top three on the list.

This man has been in charge of the kingdom's intelligence department for more than 30 years, and although there have been omissions such as the Nonglin Lane incident, no one dares to say that there are any loopholes in his intelligence system now. No one knows how many intelligence officers he has in his hands now, and no one dares to say that he doesn't have a single intelligence agent around him.

He has a mad lion and others running for him, and Lin Ji has never meant to replace him, and now his status is faintly catching up with the head of the three courts of the kingdom.

Being teased by such a person, the black jackal could only endure it patiently and asked, "Why are you here?" ”

Qian Mian pretended: "The king said that there has been no major war in China for more than 20 years, and now the Xirong people dare to provoke a war, so they will fight it well." From the beginning of the mobilization for war, all the forces of the country were inclined towards the war. I listened to the king's order and came to the front to set up a wartime intelligence center. The children in the military intelligence center have not even been rescued from the puppet, and there are indeed some shortcomings. ”

The Military Intelligence Center is a department that has only been established in recent years, and it is subordinate to the General Staff Department of the Military Academy, and there is no way to compare it with the Palace Intelligence Department in terms of investment or scale, and its capacity is naturally limited.

Hearing that Qian Mian Fei came to sit in town, Wu Jackal was relieved in his heart, and at the same time, he also mourned for a second for those people in the Military Intelligence Center.

The black jackal felt as if something was wrong: "The puppet died yesterday, why did you come so quickly?" ”

At this time, someone in the kingdom began to study airplanes, and it was said that that thing could fly thousands of kilometers a day, but the black jackal knew that that thing was only in the experimental stage now, and it was basically at the level of dismantling the car engine and converting it into a propeller, and it would be good to be able to fly with two people. It's probably impossible for Qian Mian to come here in that kind of thing.

It's just that the kingdom's technological development is really overwhelming, and the black jackal can't help but doubt it.

Qian Mian feigned a smile: "Actually, Hu Xiao died when the news of his serious illness came out half a month ago. ”

"What?" The jackal was a little surprised.

If this is the case, doesn't that mean that those things that go to Huaxia to ask for doctors, witch doctors to treat, and so on are all directed by Chizhong? The war was planned long ago?

"Why didn't I know about this?" The black jackal looked at Qian Mian and feinted. Although his title is not high now, his rank and position are so high that they can hardly be higher, and such important news actually leaked to him, he must ask about this matter clearly.

Qian Mian pretended: "That's because I found out that there are a few spies around you, if I had told you earlier, the people I stayed there would be in danger." This was done with the consent of the king and the commander-in-chief. ”

While speaking, Qian Mian pretended to hand over a handwritten letter from Lin Ji. Lin Ji explained this matter in the letter, and calmed the black jackal's emotions, allowing him to lead the troops with peace of mind.

Seeing this, the resentment in the black jackal's heart disappeared. As long as it's not marginalized. Lin Jiken wrote a personal letter to explain, which shows that he was not ignored.

At the same time, the people who were pretending to be Qian Mian brought out two people from the hundred-man guard team of the black jackal. Wu Jackal watched these two people who shouted wronged being taken down, and then took the investigation documents handed over by Qian Mian in his hand, and suddenly understood that the war had begun long before the declaration of war. He couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Qian Mian pretended: "Chizhong is familiar with these things of ours, so he also secretly set up an intelligence department to specially install people here in our Huaxia." Don't talk about you here, even the office of the Government Council has found this kind of person. I don't know where I haven't satisfied them with my prosperous Huaxia so far. I heard you still have a list of smuggling caravans? Leave it to me, I'll take care of it. Before the big war, all this stuff should be cleaned up. ”

The black jackal nodded in agreement, and then he realized what a boost Qian Mian's feint had given him.

At the same time, he quickly thought of a more important question: "When you get here, will someone take over my command later?" ”

"The king said, you're a baron for some years, and it's time for you to make meritorious contributions. There is no one who will replace you, but there may be someone who will help you in the war. But I didn't say anything. Qian Mian pretended to walk down the city tower with his hands behind his back, and glanced under the city wall: "It's just a little short." ”