Without too many words, without much explanation, the knife was hidden behind his back, and he just approached the soldier with the horn with the same face as before. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

As the person who instigated the chaos in the entire military camp, that soldier naturally recognized Ziyou, there should be an assassin to take care of them, why they are still safe here, forget it, his task is only to fan the flames, as for other things, naturally others are responsible.

He didn't seem to be worried about his own safety, wearing the clothes of an ordinary soldier and holding the horn of the Huaibei Army, no one would doubt his identity, and in some sense, he could even rely on this to instruct some brainless soldiers to deal with those who he didn't like to look at.

But Ziyou is not among them, he is not from the military camp, he is the deputy who follows Zhang Bing, no matter who is a spy, it is impossible for him to be a spy, and the main way of the plan is to assassinate them with the assassins as the main force.

Even if Zhang Bing died, he could also say to the above that it was the soldiers under his command who rebelled and the spies in Jiulishan who killed him, and the entire Huaibei Army could testify, so that even if it was tracked down from above, it would not be traced to their heads.

Ziyou seemed to unintentionally approach the person with the horn blowing, as if he was just confused and overwhelmed by the others, but the moment he passed by him, Ziyou's fangs were still exposed, and he resolutely took the knife from behind his back and slashed at his neck.

"That's what assassination is."

Blood splattered, startling the people around him, and at that moment, the soldiers who didn't fully believe Zi You's words all leaned over, they didn't understand why Zi You expected to say that it was a spy who blew the horn, and the evidence was not sufficient.

It's easy to need evidence, and Azusa uses a knife to pick open the mouth of the person who was killed, facing the other people. "You see that he has a loose tooth in his mouth, and it contains poison, and when he fails in his mission, he picks it open with his tongue and swallows the poison so that he will not be tortured and tortured, and he will force out what they do not want to say, which is the practice of the dead man."

The soldiers who approached looked at the man's mouth curiously under Ziyou's words, but they didn't know which tooth was loose as Ziyou said, and they didn't dare to reach out and try it, the yellow plate teeth always felt more daunting than the so-called poison.

"It seems to be a real spy." Some people read the seriousness of Zi's lobbying, and the truth is real, and finally believe it, but when a person is convinced, the idea will be contagious and quickly spread to other people.

When words don't work, it's easier to be convincing with facts.

"Are all trumpeters scorns?"

"That's right." Ziyou threw away the knife in his hand and nodded in confirmation. "There are naturally not many spies, if it is under normal circumstances, it will not cause much chaos at all, so if you want to make the whole military camp chaotic, only in this way, by blowing trumpets, beating drums, and shouting, the chaos will be transmitted to all the people, at this time, we can't be merciful, all the behaviors that want to sabotage our Huaibei Army must be curbed in time, and they must be taken."

At this time, the other soldiers gradually accepted Ziyou's proposal, gathered together according to his method, and walked towards the noisy soldiers.

"Don't run around, stand still, and anyone who disobeys orders will be punished for disturbing the army!" This is more than a dozen people in unison, although it is not too big, but it also suppresses part of the chaotic sound from the outside, and those chaotic soldiers are not organized one by one, a small group of gatherings, seeing these dozen soldiers standing neatly, taking neat steps, it is really affected.

These words have been repeated, and it was all Ziyou who made them speak in unison, and little by little the trend of stabilizing affected the entire military camp, and those soldiers who had calmed down also joined Ziyou's queue, which strengthened the prestige of their shouting.

When they encountered those soldiers who beat gongs and drums and disturbed the morale of the army, without saying a word, someone came out to take them down, and it was with this method that the Huaibei military camp, which was originally completely chaotic, was gradually stabilized.

And the soldiers who followed Ziyou to pacify the chaos have also expanded from the original dozen people to hundreds, thousands, if it weren't for Ziyou feeling that the number was too many and dazzling, and he sneaked them back into his tent, maybe there would be more.

But even these thousands of people are quite a lot, not to mention the shouting, even the sound of standing still is enough to deafen, the originally chaotic soldiers were integrated into a military formation of some scale by Ziyou in this way, and Zhou Zheng, who was hiding in his camp tent and waiting for the result, did not look good.

Listening to the reward of his henchmen made him completely disappointed.

"Master, most of the dead soldiers sent out are dead, and the mission has not been completed, isn't it?" Waiting for Zhou Zheng's next instructions, Zhou Zheng also understood that the plan had completely failed, and it seemed that the military power in his hand was basically going to be handed over to Zhang Bing, in that case, the benefits that Yan Jun promised him would not be obtained at all, thinking of this, Zhou Zheng had a hint of resentment, but he was helpless, maybe he could kill Zhang Bing directly at all costs, but he didn't want to die like this, although Yan Jun promised to protect him in any case, but as a general, examples of being treated as an abandoned son abound, and he still has his own decision.

"Well, let those people who are shouting at Ming Jin rest."

Zhou Zheng had to accept the reality, straighten his clothes, and leave his big tent.

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When Ziyou's group saw Zhang Bing, he was being guarded by the nightingale, and there were seven or eight corpses lying around them, all of them with short knives in their hands, and they were all the same as the people who attacked Ziyou before.

Zhang Bing's life and death are naturally the top priority, although he has no power to restrain the chicken, but he is taken extra care of by Zhou Zheng, so there are naturally a lot of people sent, if it weren't for the nightingale, he wouldn't know how many people died.

This time he received the military power, which made Zhang Bing also frightened, but he was a civilian official who did not expect to encounter such a crisis in the military camp at all, and he was afraid to think about it, and at the same time expressed his gratitude to Ziyou.

"Nightingale is obviously someone's subordinate, how can you not be grateful to me for coming." Zhang Bai's legs were simply bandaged, but obviously he couldn't walk, and he walked out of the formation with a spear and a crutch, and it felt great to step through the Huaibei military camp with the army little by little, especially when he encountered those who caused chaos and ran over the feeling, it burned very much.

It doesn't matter who Zhang Bing is grateful for, he just wants to find a reason to show his face, and it doesn't feel good to be a passerby.

"Lord, you are wounded." The nightingale rarely spoke, because of the white face. (To be continued.) )