Shu Bai has never taken care of his beard since he came down the mountain, his white face is covered by a beard, and the man who has a little white face has a little more of the air of a man in the barracks.

Dressed in military uniform, he had not yet reached the big tent of the Chinese army, but he met Qian Tianhe who was striding forward.

"General." Shu Bai respectfully saluted.

Qian Tianhe, who was in a hurry, saw the person he was looking for and hurriedly pulled him into the big tent.

"I have a plan that needs to be discussed with Shu Qinwei......"

Shu Bai looked at the man with a serious look in front of him and listened carefully to this vital military plane.

When the two met, the sun had already set in the west, and the two who were quite speculative looked at the sand table and kept talking, until a trace of blue and white appeared in the sky, and Shu Bai finally left the Chinese army's tent.

The excitement brought on by overthinking made it difficult for Shu Bai to sleep peacefully, and a mask of Ping Yuanzhong was driven out.

Two or three masks, ointments, simple disguise tools, cloth bags with their own shaved beards...... Shu Bai, who simply packed his suits, on the second day when the Nanwei army attacked the city, put on an ordinary and abnormal face, pretended to be a soldier who was forced to retreat after the siege failed, and successfully returned to Xuzhou City with the Nanwei army that had ended the attack.

Fu Guangze, who had been in the Nanwei army for many days, pretended to be killed during the siege of the city, was treated as a corpse, and was left on the southern city wall of Mengxi County.

Ma Yangde, who was cleaning the battlefield with his soldiers, was choked from behind by a small soldier who pretended to be dead without paying attention.

Ma Yangde thought about making a generous statement, so that his subordinates did not need to save him, and quickly shot the enemy army.

He had finished his draft, and just as he wanted to speak, he heard the soldiers in the rear say quickly, "I am the hundred households in the original army, Fu Guang, who was accidentally mixed in the Nanwei army, and I have something important to look for General Qian." ”

It is difficult to judge whether this person's identity is true or false, Ma Yangde quickly forgot the manuscript of his generous statement, and he began to test Fu Guang.

"General Qian is not here, please tell me if you have something, and I can help convey it."

Fu Guang was a little disgusted with this man with a hippie smile, he looked like he was thirty years old, why did he smile so frivolously?

"It's about the military plane, I want to see General Qian, and I will have my own way to prove my identity at that time." Fu Guang's words are not foolish, Qian Tianhe had seen him back then, and he was not impressed at all.

Qian Tianhe, who was patrolling the city, looked at the two people who were deadlocked on the city wall from afar, and the man with excellent archery skills took the bow and arrow of the person next to him quite confidently and aimed at the flat head.

Some are far away, and may not be fatal with one hit. Qian Tianhe walked forward quickly, but the two people on the city wall suddenly changed positions. The two, who were originally facing east, turned to the north at this time.

Seeing the familiar figure of Fu Guang, he was extremely excited, "General Qian, I am Fu Guang, we used to compete together." ”

The man who was stunned turned around and trotted up the south city wall, it was really Fu Guang.

"Let go of Ma Qianhu, tell me something." Qian Tianhe quickly rummaged in his mind, Fu Guang had been missing for a long time, and he didn't know if he had any contact with Liu Xiao.

Maybe this Fu Guang's disappearance is itself part of Liu Xiao's rebellion plan. Qian Tianhe looked calm on his face, but his right hand had quietly turned out the dagger for self-defense.

He walked forward step by step, and Fu Guang hurriedly released the horse Qianhu. He took out a letter from his bosom and quickly stuffed it to Ma Yangde, "Give this to General Qian." ”

Fu Guang was completely devoid of the people of the Xuanzhou Army, and the archers on the corner tower aimed at his chest and abdomen.

Qian Tianhe quickly flipped through the letters, and they were all the current situation of the Nanwei military camp. Qian Tianhe, who was a little uneasy about Fu Guang, finally put him under house arrest temporarily, and all the sharp weapons he was carrying were confiscated.

Shu Bai, who usually jokes a lot, was unusually silent at this time, and he followed the Nanwei army all the way into Xuzhou City. On the way to retreat, everyone was in a hurry, and there was no time to laugh.

When it was time to start the meal, the whole military camp began to talk about all kinds of idle things, Shu Bai bit the rough steamed bun, and a person's name kept ringing in his ears - Yang Bai Nuo.

It's not like a real name, it's like a nickname.

"If you want me to say, if this Yang Bainuo can have some accident and die on this battlefield, maybe this battle will end sooner. We can also go back earlier to marry a mother-in-law, have a baby, and have a peaceful birthday. ”

The one who spoke was a sturdy man, with a fairly delicate face, and thick yellowing calluses on his hands, who should be a cropper with all his strength.

"Brother Liu's words are reasonable, but Yang Bainuo is the eighth king who has no turtle shell, so he will shrink in the barracks like a mother-in-law and say, as far as he is the safest, if he wants to die, it will be our little soldiers who die in front of him." The scrawny soldier sat beside the sturdy man, looking extraordinarily thin.

"If I were General Ping, I would kill this sissy, anyway, this is not in the capital, and the news will not spread for a while." Brother Liu was still angry, and munched on the thick steamed bun.

"Brother, just think about it, let's just complain in private, this royal relative is not something we can afford to provoke." The thin man finished the last bite of steamed buns, gently patted Brother Liu's shoulder, and turned to the tent.

Shu Bai, who had been eavesdropping on the side, sat next to Brother Liu with a little intimacy, and lowered his voice, "What Brother Liu just said is reasonable, and my brother also thinks that this Yang Bainuo should be damned." ”

The sturdy man looked at Shu Bai, who was a little raw, "These noble children don't enjoy themselves at home, what are they doing in this military camp?" Do you think of fighting as a family? ”

"Aren't the lives of our little soldiers just worthy of being brought to their homes?"

"It's a pity that no one in this military camp is the meticulous work of this Xuanzhou army, so naturally no one assassinated this Yang Bainuo. Otherwise, this little white face with thin arms and thin legs will definitely die. ”

"yes—it's a pity that no one assassinated this little white face." The sturdy man named Brother Liu was a little frustrated and regretful at this time, and the hard thick steamed buns became more and more unpalatable in his mouth at this time.

Yang Jingtong, who was dressed in white, was not wearing armor, and he had just eaten dinner, so he didn't want to take the little guy with him, so he wandered around the barracks alone.

The rough men in this barracks are so rough and rough, and the smell of sour sweat on their bodies is particularly smoky. The disgust on Yang Jingtong's face was not concealed at all, and he began to find someone to compete and humiliate again.

This time, he found Brother Liu.

"Say you, come here, practice with the master." Shu Bai had just finished this dinner, and he was observing this Yang Bainuo in the corner.

The face is white, the facial features are upright, and he is dressed in white and has a bit of fairy temperament, it is this opening that instantly looks nondescript. A person who looks like an immortal, but the tone of his voice is full of hooligans.

The man named Brother Liu stuffed the last few mouthfuls of steamed buns into his mouth. With impatience on his face, he straightened up, came to Yang Bainuo, and set up a starting pose.

Shu Bai lowered his voice and casually asked an ordinary soldier beside him, "Does this Brother Liu have an enmity with him?" ”

"This Brother Liu is a straight man, before this Yang Bainuo, no, when Vice Marshal Yang competed with his brothers, everyone pretended to be stupid, and let this Vice Marshal Yang win, but Brother Liu didn't release the water."

"That's it?"

"Hey, this Brother Liu is not happy to be found by this Deputy Marshal Yang every day, this competition or something is a common thing."

"Brother Liu hasn't lost once?"

"He has lost, but this Vice Marshal Yang just won't let him go." Shu Bai looked at the fake face, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching a little, it seemed that someone wanted to help a group of Xuanzhou troops.