"General, the subordinates don't have the fighting spirit because the subordinates really can't get used to your style." A soldier stepped forward and explained.

He spoke the hearts of the people, but no one answered him on the spot, because none of them wanted to die.

"We need to be managed by your people? You have come to fight for us, not for you to judge us. He said coldly, looking at everyone with a hint of fierceness in his eyes.

"General, if your subordinates can't get used to it, they won't be full of fighting spirit." The soldier continued.

Hu couldn't help it, he didn't want to be judged by others, so he was mad on the spot; "A few of you dragged him down to General Ben and beat him to death with sticks."

Everyone gasped, growing more and more dissatisfied with what he had done.

"General, you can spare him!" The general on the side couldn't stand it anymore, walked out, and said in a begging tone.

Hu didn't give him a point of face and bluntly refused; "This matter is a foregone conclusion, don't tell General Ben again." With that, he turned and left.

And the other soldiers also returned to their battalions one after another, and there was a lot of discussion in the camp.

"We're really blind, and we really shouldn't hurt the people on the other side." A soldier said in an annoyed tone.

"Not to mention that we helped the Dog Emperor win benefits, we still have to come here to be scolded, but to tell the truth, we were beaten to death with a stick." The other guard added indignantly.

At the mention of the soldiers, everyone fell silent and stopped talking.

"Why don't we go to the other side?" Sighing slightly, a soldier spoke.

Hearing this, all the generals wanted to take refuge on the other side and seconded it.

"But how can so many of us take refuge?" Frowning, a soldier asked.

"When the time comes, when we start a war, we will all kneel down and worship Nangong Han and take refuge in him." Another soldier spoke up.

Everyone agreed to this, and all of a sudden everyone began to discuss how to take refuge and so on.

And Hu Wei, who returned to the camp, was obviously very dissatisfied with the group of soldiers.

"They are not satisfied with us, they are just a group of soldiers, why are they not satisfied with us?" Hu Wei angrily swept everything on the table to the ground and yelled at Hu Rang.

Seeing him like this, his brows furrowed; "You're so angry because of tonight's incident?"

"Of course, how can they disobey my stewardship? Why are they? It's just a bunch of rubbish. He sneered and sat down in his chair.

Hurang was indeed very dissatisfied with the soldiers, but he was not so eager to show it.

"There's nothing to be angry about, maybe they have their own ideas." He spoke up.

Hearing this, Hu Rang was annoyed, but now there was no other way than to rely on that group of soldiers.

On the other side, the crowd returned to the camp.

Yun Ye took the wine bottle, poured wine for the general and Nangong Han, and then sat next to the two of them.

"Today I found out something strange." Sitting there, Yun Ye frowned and said.

The general looked up at him; "What?"

"I noticed that some soldiers had killed our people, and I don't know why." Yun Ye bit her lip, her expression obviously very distressed.

Nangong Han was stunned for a moment, and then sighed helplessly as if he had thought of something; "They just like to play these little tricks."

Seeing his sudden appearance, Yun Ye looked at him with some incomprehension, obviously hoping that he could explain the reason.

"It's easy to explain, they're hiding an undercover agent from us." Drinking the wine into his stomach, Nangong Han explained.

Yun Ye and the general thought for a while, but they also felt that this matter was mostly hidden undercover.

"So what do you do now?" Looking at him, Yunye asked for advice.

"The soldiers in the capital have a special knife, even if the knife is replaced, but the habit of holding a knife cannot be changed after all." He pursed his lips and replied.

After thinking for a while, Yun Ye suddenly understood, stood up, and ran out of the camp.

Gather everyone and have a knife in their hands.

"What does he want to do?" Undercover agent A looked at the person next to him and asked in a low voice.

Undercover B frowned slightly and shook his head; "I don't know, but I'll have to act when the time comes."

Yun Ye personally went down to check and found out all the people who had different habits of holding knives, a total of one hundred and one people.

Looking at the people standing in a row, the corners of his mouth rose slightly; "One hundred and one of you are undercover, aren't you?"

Hearing this, all the people knelt on the ground and defended themselves in a loud voice; "If you think about it, we're just little soldiers."

Looking at them, Yun Ye didn't know who said it was true and who said it was false, so he just frowned slightly.

"Well, there's nothing to justify." He said aloud and asked the soldier to pull them all into a chair.

"Leave a hundred and one soldiers to watch them, and let the others go back and rest." Glancing at the crowd, he commanded.

sat down, looked around at them, and then hooked his lips and smiled; "Tell me what happened, and I will spare you death."

Everyone sat there quietly, and a few others continued to explain.

"That's it, let's go to the torture." Seeing that they didn't say anything useful, Yunye motioned to the soldiers.

Several people appeared in front of them with tools of execution.

After a while, the hundred people sitting in the chairs all bit their tongues and committed suicide, but only one looked at them and looked at them a little overwhelmed.

"You're the one who was wronged, come down quickly, I'll invite you to drink tonight to make amends to you." Yun Ye had long expected that they would commit suicide, and motioned for them to carry them down, and he himself stepped forward to untie him from the rope.

"Thank you, it's good that I didn't really get punished." Chang Song breathed a long sigh of relief, then stood up and said in a happy tone.

"At this juncture, I'm afraid you're the only one who can think like this." Looking at him, Yun Ye hooked his lips and smiled.

The two of them arrived together in the camp and went in.

Seeing Chang Song, Nangong Han raised his eyes and looked at it, and then continued to play chess with himself with his head down.

Chang Song raised his eyes and looked at him, and he couldn't help but be a little embarrassed.

Seeing his embarrassment, Yun Ye walked beside him and glanced at Nangong Han; "Don't pay attention to him, he's the kind of person."

Chang Song is not a fool, he also understands that he should not ask for so much, he and Yun Ye sit on the side.

Yun Ye brought the wine and handed it to him, and when he was about to drink it, Nangong Han behind him spoke up.

"If you two want to drink, go outside and drink, or you will disturb me."