Chapter 217: Cloudy
Without waiting for Zhu Ling to answer, Bai Qi added: "If Zhu Shangshu must refuse to open this side, the generals and the heads of the 50,000 Han troops in this account are willing to land together, and only want to enter Beijing to avenge General Tong's grievances."
Zhu Ling's face changed greatly, and he shouted angrily: "Bai Qi! How bold are you to threaten me with rebellion? ”
Bai Qi's face remained unchanged, and he nodded solemnly: "Yes." The last general is to threaten Zhu Shangshu with rebellion, what is Zhu Shangshu going to do? ”
Zhu Ling's face suddenly turned blue.
He found that sometimes no matter how big the official tone was, he couldn't beat the deadly truth.
There is nothing false in Bai Qi's words.
Wei Changfeng is so popular with the army, Tong Haoran is also supported by the generals, and now he is suddenly forcibly arrested, or for such a reason, it is certain to arouse the anger of the public.
It's not that he wasn't unprepared for this, he was carrying Shang Fang's sword, five hundred school swordsmen, and fifteen thousand soldiers, of course, he was prepared. The problem is that 15,000 soldiers may not listen to him, even if they listen to him, they can't beat the 50,000 Han army, and he can definitely listen to him with the 500 school swordsmen, the problem is that if it really provokes the rebellion of the 50,000 Han army, what is the use of the 500 school swordsmen?
With Wei Changfeng's strategy, plus Bai Qi's assistance, and now this Han army can be said to be the most elite force in the entire empire, if you really want to rebel, who can stop it? Now Bai Qi doesn't even fight the official tone, and directly admits that he wants to rebel, but Zhu Ling can't explain himself.
There was a sudden rumbling outside the tent, and only one voice shouted: "The Shenji Battalion is here!" Get out of the way of those school knife men, or you'll have ten thousand arrows through your heart! ”
I saw that the curtain was lifted, and several school swordsmen slowly retreated, with nervous expressions on their faces.
Even if you don't know the prestige of the Daoist Divine Locomotive, looking at the rows of crossbow arrows, you should understand.
There was another rumbling sound, but this time it was the sound of horses' hooves, and outside the tent, a ** shouted in a loud voice: "What do you mean by the Shenji Battalion?" Is it to help Zhu Ling's dog officer or to help General Wei? ”
The voice before replied: "Of course it's to help General Wei!" How could it be possible to help Zhu Dog! He saved trouble and saved "Zhu Ling's dog official" into "Zhu Dog".
Cold sweat oozed from Zhu Ling's face.
This time he didn't succeed. Although I was so well prepared, I still didn't succeed. Now he was afraid to worry about his head.
He looked at Bai Qi and tried to suppress Bai Qi with his gaze full of majesty and justice.
Bai Qi glared at Zhu Ling's gaze without blinking.
Zhu Ling finally obeyed.
He found that Bai Qi's eyes seemed to be really full of majesty and justice.
He sneered and said: "Okay, General Bai, this time the official will sell you a face, you can not tie it up, but early tomorrow morning, the official must return to Beijing with the criminal, please understand this!" ”
Bai nodded: "Understood." The last general would like to thank Zhu Shangshu. ”
Outside the tent, after being pacified by the generals, the soldiers retreated.
Zhu Ling went to rest, and secretly ordered the school swordsman to take strict precautions in front of his tent.
Wei Changfeng and Tong Haoran slowly walked side by side.
The purpose of the two people is the same, they both walked towards Tong Haoran's tent.
As soon as he entered the tent, Tong Haoran threw himself on Wei Changfeng's shoulder and cried.
Wei Changfeng gently patted Tong Haoran's shoulder, and the muscles on his face twitched.
He was hesitating in his heart, should he let go of everything and go directly to Beijing with Tong Haoran, or should he simply do the opposite? It's just that the consequences of doing so are that I am afraid that these tens of thousands of Han troops will be wiped out, which will even endanger the security of the entire empire. He Zhu Ling is nothing, but in order to kill Zhu Ling, hundreds of people in the country suffer, should he or not?
Tong Haoran cried enough, wiped away his tears, smiled reluctantly, kissed Wei Changfeng deeply on the face, and said softly: "Husband, I'm afraid that I won't be able to serve you in the future, and if you have love in the future, remember to burn some paper money for me during the Qingming Festival." ”
Wei Changfeng's heart ached, and the pain seemed to have been cut. He suddenly pressed the hilt of the sword, gritted his teeth and said, "Tong Tong, don't say that. I will kill Zhu Ling and go into exile with you, the Han army will be under the command of General Bai, and there will be no big problems. ”
Tong Haoran smiled bitterly and replied, "If you do this, what will my father and my family do?" ”
Wei Changfeng could only let out a long sigh.
If he did this, Tong Shangshu and the whole family would be beheaded.
"I'll hand over this place to General Bai, I'll go back with you, if you want to kill, even me!" Wei Changfeng said firmly.
Tong Haoran smiled bitterly: "That's different? You are a rebellion, which can only aggravate the sins of me and my father, and if there is a glimmer of life, as soon as you go back, it will be gone. Husband, don't worry about it, you and I have no chance in this life, this is the will of God. ”
Wei Changfeng suddenly became furious!
"Fuck off! The heavens will stop me, I will kill the heavens, the earth will stop me, I will kill the earth, I am the general who hates the sky! He roared in hatred.
Tong Haoran looked at Wei Changfeng, who was helpless and could only get angry, and cried again.
Someone outside the tent coughed, and a person raised his voice: "Is General Wei here?" The last general will be white and want to enter the account. ”
If it was someone else, Wei Changfeng might have stabbed out with a sword, and now at a time like this, he still bothered? But Bai Qi, he couldn't disagree, he sighed, separated from Tong Haoran, and said outside the tent: "Come in." ”
Shiro got in.
He didn't come in alone.
It wasn't two people who came in.
All the generals came in.
Bai Qi looked at Wei Changfeng, who was blue-faced, and Tong Haoran, whose eyes were red and swollen from crying, sighed lightly, and said: "General Wei, don't blame the last general for being rude, like this insidious villain, the last general thinks that he must be restrained in an insidious way." If we don't, I'm afraid we'll suffer a big loss. ”
Wei Changfeng's heart moved, listening to Bai Qi's meaning, there was actually a way to solve the current predicament, but this method was not so open. He hurriedly replied: "What are you talking about? He is unkind, don't blame me for being unjust, General Bai, is there any way to say, how big the crime is, I bear it. ”
Bai Qi smiled and replied: "If you want to bear the guilt, then the soldiers of the Han army are willing to help you bear it collectively." ”
"General Bai, let's say a way, don't say who is guilty." Tong Haoran said anxiously on the side.
Seeing that Tong Haoran was anxious, Bai Qi smiled and said, "Okay, I'll just say it." He slowly said what he wanted.
This method is really amazing, and it can't be more desperate.
It was late at night, and it was past three watches.
Zhu Ling finally fell asleep.
He still had a sword by his side, and he was neatly dressed.
Because he was really afraid that someone would come and kill him.
However, he meditated for an hour, but found that no one had come to kill him, and not only that, but not even the Han soldiers approached the tent.
Zhu Ling let go of half of his heart.
At least, he knew that Dao Wei Changfeng had no real intention of rebelling.
Of course, he also understood that Wei Changfeng was not opposed. People like Wei Changfeng have too much justice in their hearts, so they are afraid of wolves in front and tigers in the back, not only afraid that they will hurt the empire and the people, but also afraid that they will confirm Tong Yun's sin instead.
There are many such people in the court, including Tong Yun, so Zhu Ling will succeed.
A gentleman can never fight a villain, the law of the ages.
So he finally went to sleep. However, he was not defenseless, the sword was at hand, his clothes were dressed, there were three times more school knife players outside the tent than usual, and all school knife men were not allowed to strip and sleep.
Therefore, Zhu Ling did not sleep peacefully, and he woke up at the first sound of the drum.
But he couldn't react for a moment.
It's the middle of the night, yes, I haven't overslept, why are you drumming at this time? There can't be a Hun attack.
He rolled over and sat up, and before he could get off the ground, the second drum sounded again.
Zhu Ling suddenly sweated on his forehead.
How can there be such a drumming? The interval between these two drums is too short, right?
He jumped off the ground, put on his shoes and ran out.
Don't look at him as the secretary of the military department, in the army, you have to abide by the rules of the army, and if you can't get three drums, it's the same capital crime.
He rushed to the door, and the third drum sounded again!
Zhu Ling shouted, rushed out of the tent like crazy, and went straight to the Chinese army.
When Zhu Ling arrived at the Zhongjun tent with a breath, the third drum had stopped for a while.
The lights in the big tent were bright, and all the generals were neatly listed in the tent, all of them were absent, and Wei Changfeng sat high in the middle, accompanied by Bai Qi.
Zhu Ling gasped and barged in.
Wei Changfeng only glanced at it lightly, and then ordered: "Please sit down with the secretary of the military department." ”
Someone came over immediately.
Zhu Ling gasped and sat down, and was about to ask what was the matter, but Wei Changfeng spoke first: "Zhu Shangshu, can someone stop you on the road?" ”
An ominous feeling rose in Zhu Ling's heart, but at this time it was the commander's decision-making time, although he was the secretary of the military department, he was not as good as the current official, so he could only shake his head and say, "No." ”
Wei Changfeng continued to ask: "So, why can't Zhu Shangshu come in time because of something unavoidable?" ”
When Zhu Ling heard this, he already understood in his heart, and hurriedly replied, "Yes." The interval between the three-way drums was too short, and the official didn't have time to arrive. ”
Wei Changfeng smiled, turned around and asked Bai Qi: "General Bai, how far is General Zhu's account from the Chinese army's tent?" ”
"Five-seat tent intervals." Bai Qi replied immediately.
"How far is your tent from the Chinese military tent?" Wei Changfeng asked again.
"Eight-seat tent intervals." Bai Qi replied.
Wei Changfeng immediately turned to Feng Enzhong, the fourth general of the fourth team: "General Feng, how far is your tent from the Chinese army's tent?" ”
"About twenty tents are open." Feng Enzhong replied, "The last general is in the fourth team, and the general's big tent is in the third team, which is what the general knows." ”
Wei Changfeng nodded, and asked again about the distance between the tents of the other generals and the Chinese military tent, naturally, they were all farther away than Zhu Ling.
The more Zhu Ling listened, the colder his heart became, and finally he couldn't help but interrupt Wei Changfeng's words: "General Wei, this is impossible!" How could it be so far away in such a short period of time? ”
Wei Changfeng smiled and only replied: "However, they are all here, and you have seen it." After that, he didn't say anything anymore, just looked at Zhu Ling.
Zhu Ling's forehead began to sweat.
He realized he had fallen for it.
What a sinister strategy! This is what Wei Changfeng came up with? How can it be?
His gaze looked at Bai Qi.
Bai Qi's gaze is modest, diluted, and calm.
Now Zhu Ling doesn't care about what Wei Changfeng wants to beat the drum and gather generals, the matter is clear, this is to harm him. must be asked, even if people want to have a night training is a reason, Zhu Ling can't care about it.