The commander of the reconnaissance battalion under Bai Hui is named Qin Sheng, who has followed Bai Hui for many years and is a good hand at spying on the enemy. About three hours later, Qin Sheng brought back the news of Cha He Buhua's death.

"What? Chahe Buhua, that big devil is actually dead? Is this serious?" Bai Hui, who was discussing the defense deployment with the generals, sent out three question marks in a row, which made his old subordinate Qin Sheng a little at a loss.

"Tell the old general, it is true, this is what the last general has seen with his own eyes. The large camp of the Shangdang Legion was completely shrouded in white, and the sound of mourning and music resounded inside and out. Qin Sheng said.

Several military commanders, Bing Shi was in good spirits at first, but then they fell into deep thought, obviously a little unable to believe the good news.

After thinking for a moment, Bai Hui said to his reconnaissance battalion commander: "Qin Sheng, I don't care what method you use, you must infiltrate the enemy camp, find out more detailed information, and confirm the death of the enemy marshal Chahe Buhua." If this demon is dead, I will ask Lord Shiraishi to use the main force of the Menglan Legion to rescue General Yaoguang. ”

"The last general obeys! The last general is going to get more accurate information. After Qin Sheng said goodbye to the generals, he rushed to the camp of the Shangdang Legion in Caoyi Valley again.

And in the camp of the Shangdang Legion, hundreds of musicians were doing their best to blow the special mourning music of the dead on the Tianyun Continent. In the miserable and piercing mourning music, white couplets can be seen everywhere, and a soldier with a name to the sky is dressed in white filial piety clothes, with white strips of cloth wrapped around his head, all of them look sad, crying and grabbing the ground, as if they have died their father.

Outside the tent of the commander of Chahe Buhua, Subutai, who had a thick white cloth wrapped around his head, was leading the generals of the Shangdang Legion at all levels to kneel outside the tent and pray for their dead marshal. Two great wizards are dancing in front of an incense table, performing a ritual of returning the soul to the wolf god for Cha and Buhua.

"O great Sirius God, please allow your heroic servant Cha and Buhua to ascend to heaven, and the heroic spirit will live forever!

And in this group of generals, all of them are here. Except for the "dead" Chahe Buhua, the wood king Zhu Chi did not appear on the sacrifice of Chahe Buhua. However, the little prince of the Chengtian Empire is usually low-key, so no one really pays too much attention to his absence. Only Su Butai was in tears, and he was secretly smiling alone.

After the end of the sacrifice ceremony of the wolf god, Subutai personally transported the coffin of Chahe Buhua out of the camp, and the entire procession of sending the spirit was vast and spectacular.

This scene was naturally seen clearly by Qin Sheng, who was hiding not far away. Obviously, the commander of the Shangdang Legion, Cha and Buhua, are indeed dead, otherwise, these wolf cubs have nothing to eat and support, blowing the mourning of the day, and Qin Sheng and his subordinates are about to go crazy when they hear it.

"Brothers, withdraw!" After confirming the death of Chahe Buhua, Qin Sheng hurriedly led his subordinates to "escape" back to Feiyu Pass. I can't help it, the mourning is so ugly.

At night, after listening to the information brought back by Qin Sheng, Bai Hui finally believed that Chahe Buhua had indeed died in the shelling a few days ago. The old man was in a good mood, so he planned to send someone overnight to the commander of the Menglan Legion, the Ice God Baishi, to ask for more troops to rescue Sun Yaoguang, the commander of the Seventh Army who was trapped in Xiewang Mountain. Unexpectedly, before the White Bird Knight set off, the head of the White Stone's guard regiment suddenly came to the Flying Fish Pass.

"Report! Dong Qixue, the commander of the first regiment of the Menglan Legion, has arrived outside the pass!" a herald ran into Bai Hui's tent and told him.

"Oh?" Deputy Commander Bai, who was practicing calligraphy, was quite surprised when he heard this, and hurriedly asked people to invite the head of the Tiger Regiment into his big tent.