On the fourth day, Wu Shenjiang was in good health, although Bingluo had secretly reduced the dosage, but Wu Shenjiang woke up energetic and vigorous, and the good could not be better. He had no excuse to go to the medicine store again.

He watched the battle from afar, and knew that Sour Xiucai and others had come, and it was said that the reinforcements should have arrived, but why did Mrs. still stand still? Especially now, with such a good time, is it possible that there is something to be afraid of? He thought about it, and blamed himself for thinking that it must be because he failed to save the ninth master safely.

It made him anxious.

I heard that Hou Ye and General Wu were discussing the matter of launching an attack in the past two days, and the people in the Shenji Camp were strictly guarded outside the tent where they were meeting, and no idle people were allowed to approach, including their attendants.

Bingluo guessed that the current situation was not beneficial to the Marquis of Zhenyuan, they were brewing so carefully, they must be going to break the cauldron, there was some conspiracy, they had to find a way to find out the roots, remind their wife to be careful, or they would plan it. Madame sent herself in and had high hopes, that is, to protect the ninth master and spy on the military situation, not to put a guard on them.

He must rescue the ninth master safe and sound, and if he doesn't succeed, he will become benevolent.

Several soldiers walked past him and whispered about it, and he heard that the army had captured alive a spy who had escaped from the city and was being tortured to extract a confession.

Bing Luo's heart was raised to his throat, who is this person? Will it be bad for the Chu army?

The soldier said as he walked, and the ice spirit sneaked behind, wondering what had happened to the man. What identity? Is there a confession?

Several people were unaware of the ice spirit following behind them, and they talked enthusiastically, and the more they talked, the louder they became: "That person is a coward, I heard that he hasn't been tortured yet, so he recruited him one by one." ”

The person next to him snorted coldly: "It's just a deserter, if you run away when you see that the momentum is not right, what can you do?" Hou Ye despises this kind of soft bag the most, even if he spares his life, at most he throws it to the front and charges as a target. ”

"I heard that the people in Xinyang and Anyang City are almost running, so Murong Nuo is just struggling now."

"That day scared Lao Tzu, I thought their reinforcements really arrived, this girl is playing yin, and I can't prevent it."

Bingluo continued to move forward, but when he turned the corner, he walked opposite a person, he straightened his waist and stood upright: "General Wu." ”

General Wu looked at him coldly. His eyes were full of inquiry: "What to do?" ”

Bingluo stumbled and explained: "I have an urgent need to urinate, and I want to touch a place where no one is around." ”

"Do you need to be sneaky in your urgency?"

Bingluo broke out in a cold sweat, and simply admitted generously: "I heard General Li's people talking about catching a spy. ”

"Looks like you're quite concerned about what's going on in the city."

Bingluo was a little embarrassed: "I can't hide it, this is almost to my hometown, I'm in a hurry." has been in the army for many years, although he has not had a father's pain since he was a child, and he has no mother's love, but he still has an elderly grandmother, and I don't know if he is still alive now? I still feel a little worried in my heart, I can't wait to conquer Xinyang City as soon as possible, so I can ask for news. ”

Bingluo said that he was emotional, his nose was sore, his nose twitched twice, and he lowered his head.

General Wu smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Since you are so concerned about the siege of the city, you come with me and take you to meet an old friend to catch up." ”

Friends?

Bingluo followed behind General Wu and went straight to the direction of the camp of the Marquis of Zhenyuan.

He began to be conflicted in his heart, and it seemed that General Wu had some suspicion about himself and wanted to test himself. Could it be that the spy caught today knows his roots? Confessed himself and the plate? Is it time to convince him to escape from the barracks, or to stay and wait and see? If he escapes, what will the Ninth Master do? Won't Madame's hard work be ruined?

General Wu lifted the curtain into a tent guarded by seven or eight people, and beckoned to him: "Come in." ”

Bingluo walked in, and a person squatted in the direction of the tent entrance, lying on a bookcase, writing and drawing on the paper. The man lowered his head, he couldn't see his eyebrows clearly, but from a condescending look, the man had a fat head and big ears, and at first glance he was a guy with a fat brain.

Bing Lu didn't know, let alone know where this person came from.

The man's belly was a little big, squatting uncomfortably, "snorting" and panting, and what he painted in his hand was a portrait, which should have been a man. But the painter really didn't dare to compliment.

Seeing that General Wu Shen brought people in, the man raised his head and said with a sad face: "My lord, that person can say that he is small-looking, but unfortunately he can't draw well, he hasn't touched the pen since he was a child, and he can't even grasp the pen steadily." ”

General Wu pulled the paper on the bookcase, and after looking at it, he was furious: "This is the meticulous work you said about sneaking into my camp?" Grandma's, you can't even draw a person's face, how can I arrest people? ”

It turned out that this man was the traitor they were talking about! The defenders of Xinyang City were negligent in training, and most of them were originally lazy and lazy, and it was not uncommon to have such moths who were greedy for life and afraid of death. Bing Luo's heart was scolded, thanks to his own appearance, otherwise wouldn't it be dangerous?

He stood over generously, with a calm and unflinching expression.

The man saw him with a sweep of his eyes, and pointed at him excitedly and shouted, "Just him, eyebrows and eyes are like him." ”

This shout, that tone, Bing Soul felt a little familiar.

General Wu Shen glanced back at Bingluo, and asked the man with a sneer: "Then do you see if it's him?" ”

The man walked over, looked Bing Soul up and down, and finally shook his head: "It's not him. ”

Bingluo's heart finally let go, and the clenched fist in his sleeve slowly loosened.

"See clearly? Are you sure it's not? I'm the one you described. ”

The man nodded firmly: "Although the two look alike, the thin body is much thinner." ”

General Wu smiled at Bingluo with satisfaction: "That's a misunderstanding." ”

Bingluo nodded silently, only secretly saying that he was lucky.

The traitor touched his chin and pointed at Bingluo's face, and his fat finger almost clubbed the tip of Bingluo's nose: "The thin eyes seem to be a little smaller, the eyebrows are slightly raised a little, and the nose is ......."

General Wu waved his hand impatiently and instructed Bingluo: "You take him to the painter in the army, listen to him according to your appearance, make slight changes, and draw the portrait." ”

Bingluo respectfully replied, the man nodded and bowed, his face full of flattery: "My lord, it is okay for the villain to personally identify him, and he will definitely be able to recognize it at a glance." ”

Wu Shen will turn around and leave: "Where there is so much nonsense, let you do whatever you want!" ”

"My lord," the man leaned over again, "as long as the little one draws that portrait and atone for his sins, he can let me go, right?" ”

"Believe it or not, I'll chop you up now?"

The man's face turned sallow with fright, and he nodded like a peck of rice: "Letter, letter, letter!" ”

General Wu didn't bother to look at him, and waved his hand at Bingluo: "Escort down, after the painting is finished, send someone to take strict care for the time being!" ”

Secretly, he made a gesture of killing people.

Bingluo stepped forward and put the man backhanded, and the man screamed in pain: "Light, light, now we are our own people." ”

Bingluo's hand was heavier, and he really hated to slash it with one palm, which immediately ended in the person's life. He despised this kind of soft bone the most, and the person who betrayed the lord to seek glory, just escaped from the battle, and sold the lives of his brothers who were born and died together for the sake of his own dog's life.

Wu Shen walked out first with a curtain lifted, and Bingluo escorted the traitor in a different direction.

The man was unaware of Bingluo's repeated efforts to hide his killing intent, begging for mercy as he walked.

"Is there really a fine work of your Chu army in our camp?" Bingluo finally couldn't help but ask: "Our Zhenyuan Marquis camp is so big, there are tens of thousands of soldiers and horses, can you recognize it?" ”

The man turned around and smiled at Bingluo: "It's like you, but it's just a little thinner, I can recognize it at a glance." ”

"And do you know his name?"

The man pondered for a moment: "It seems, it seems to be ......"

Bing Lu's heart instantly raised his throat: "What? ”

"If you let go of my arm, I'll tell you."

Ice Spirit hesitated for a moment, then let go of his hand.

The man leaned over to him and whispered, "It seems to be called Bingluo!" ”

Bing Spirit's heart was kicked hard by the donkey, and when he looked at the man, he winked at him slyly. The eyes are clear, the eyes are purring, where is there still the kind of cowardice and cowardice of Shicai?

"Meta... Yuan..."Bingluo suddenly stopped, glanced around alertly, and dragged him to a secluded place, still in disbelief: "You, how did you get caught?" It really doesn't work! ”

The person was Yuan Bao pretending, and while he was looking around, he whispered, "Come in and take a turn." ”

Bingluo suddenly didn't know how to answer, come in and take a turn, does Bao Ye use this place as a market? Did he really think that the Marquis of Zhenyuan would let him go in a while? If you know his identity, I'm afraid you will eat it as a fat Tang monk meat!

"After a while, walk to the edge of the camp, you run quickly, and I will cover you behind." Bing Soul made a decision on the spot.

"It's good here, I've decided not to go."

One sentence made Bing Luo sweat again, and he was a little worried about whether he had been scared to the point of kidney weakness recently: "Ancestor, should you be a relative?" General Wu has already secretly ordered me to kill people and kill people. ”

Yuan Bao didn't care at all, and asked directly: "Where is the ninth master locked up?" ”

Bing Luo secretly gestured towards the position of the military aircraft battalion: "You can't enter there, it's very strictly guarded." ”

Yuan Bao was overjoyed, and lowered his voice even more: "Madame asked me to come in to pick you up, determine the location where the Ninth Master is being held, there will be a big operation tonight, we must rescue the Ninth Master, and wipe out the rebels of the Marquis of Zhenyuan." ”

The blood in Bingluo's body boiled in an instant, which means that the reinforcements from the imperial court have arrived? Is it finally time for the final showdown? So, after swallowing your anger for a few days, you can finally give it a go, isn't it?