Chapter 3: The King of Pacification Returns to the Camp

Now that the border city of the Southern Jin Dynasty has been broken, she and Nan Musheng have both been captured, and Nan Musheng can't bear her to be dedicated to Emperor Daye. He changed into her women's clothes to delay time for her, giving her the only chance to escape.

Before leaving, Nan Musheng was sincere, "Qiaoqiao, you go back to Nanjin directly after you go out, and I will enter the palace for you." Even if all this is discovered by the Dog Emperor, he will not be in a hurry to kill me, and will only use me to negotiate terms with my father. Don't care about me after you leave, only when you go back, I can rest assured, you must wait for me to go back in Nanjin! ”

She knew what Nan Musheng was worried about, she was a real daughter, once she fell into the hands of the Dog Emperor...

Thinking of this, Nan Qiao's eyes darkened a little, what she owes Nan Musheng, I'm afraid she won't be able to pay it off in this life.

The sound of the rhythm sounded, and Nan Qiao's hand was more like a magician in the dark, gradually hypnotizing the kneeling people on the ground.

"Tell me, where is the direction of the Southern Jin Dynasty going?"

Dahan's eyes were glazed, and he said slowly,

"Thirty miles east of here through Hukou Pass, all the way north from Hukou Pass through Mashan Pass...."

When Nan Qiao heard this, he was stunned!

There are so many passes to pass along the way, check or something... It's a headache to think about.

No one in the barracks cared, and the two never came back after entering the mountain.

In less than a stick of incense, the sound of messy horses' hooves came from outside the barracks, and the tall black horses stopped outside the barracks, and the man wearing a half-ghost mask turned over and dismounted, followed by several accompanying soldiers.

Ji Wuyu was dressed in a dark dark pattern python robe, with a slender and tall figure, and a dark jade belt around his waist, faintly outlining the perfect body of a man. If you don't look closely, the dark clothes almost blend with the night, and the coldness exuded from the whole body is comparable to that of Hell Yama, making it easy for people not to get close to three points.

He casually tossed the reins in his hand to a minion.

Seeing this, the soldiers guarding the camp hurriedly knelt on one knee, and the soldiers in the barracks were all afraid when they saw him, and they respected and feared him!

"See the prince!"

Ji Wuyu didn't speak, and strode directly into the barracks, in the direction of the tent where the prisoners were kept.

The carriage that followed in the distance also stopped, and two palace maids in blue clothes came down from above. The palace maid naturally didn't dare to get too close to the man, but only dared to follow the man's steps from a distance with her head down.

As soon as the man reached the door of the tent, the soldier who had been stripped of his armor ran out of the tent in a panic, kneeling in front of the visitor and shivering.

"Oh no, Lord Wang! The prince of the Southern Jin Dynasty fled! ”

There was a dead silence in the barracks, and the man's ghost mask could not see the expression on his face clearly, and he knew that Hades killed people only in a thought.

Ji Wuyu's cold eyes swept the entire military camp, and everywhere his eyes went, the soldiers knelt on the ground one after another, their heads hanging very low.

A terrifying aura enveloped the entire barracks, and the man's eyes naturally carried a kind of intimidation that was invincible, and no one dared to look at him.

There are so many people in the barracks, and they can't stand a single prisoner, it's really damned!

The man's voice was extremely cold, "Today's guards, all drag it down, and they will be punished fifty!" ”

Winning the battle should have been a very happy thing, but he had only been away for half a day, and he fled?

Fifty canes are already considered to be his extrajudicial favors, if usually, there is such a big omission, it is strange if he doesn't cut it directly!

The soldiers did not dare to beg for mercy, and several of the guards were dragged away, and then the man strode towards the tent and lifted the tent curtain.