There is no one in the military tent

In fact, there was no one living in that tent at all, and my impression and the wild grass in front of the tent was much higher than elsewhere said it all.

I stayed next to the barracks until the early hours of the morning, but there was still nothing in the tent, not even the cooing pigeons.

It was a loud horn, a horn that woke up the soldiers from their morning exercises. I had an idea, disguised as the commander of the ten who urged the soldiers, and suddenly lifted the curtain of the military tent and rushed in, and his right hand was pressed against the hilt of the sword, waiting for danger to come, but it was indeed empty inside, although it was dark, but with the help of the faint cold light that could roughly see the outline of things in the tent. I was surprised that no one was here, but I didn't think that I had been dazzled or sleepwalking all night, for I smelled the peculiar smell of burning soybean oil lamps in this military tent that had not been opened for a long time.

This group of people is just so weird.

This incredible thing piqued my curiosity even more. Since then I have been a night owl, waiting for the pigeons to appear again and again. I didn't tell my father about that night.

There are still not many recruits sent here in half a year, and there are still only more than 200 tents in the barracks, but no one complains that the tents they live in are crowded. The tent in the far northwest corner was still unattended.

Every commander has his own jurisdiction, and I am no exception. Although I am the son of the marshal, there are very few people who know about this matter, and the few people who only see the marshal take care of me like this, because my surname is Li, so I guess that I may be the young son of the Li Mansion.

There is a time limit for everyone who serves, and after two years of military service, they can return to their hometown. But I've always seen people come in, and I've never seen anyone go out of here.

After ten days, I finally got the result after waiting for so long. A carrier pigeon fluttered out of it.

A wind-chasing step grabbed it in his hand. The pigeons had a letter made of bitter bamboo tied to their left leg, and perhaps they thought their affairs were secretive, and did not put fire paint on the letterhead.

I struggled to read the fly-sized words on the white letterhead through the dim moonlight.

It reads - The Master of the Door:

The experiment is normal, and the cultivation of troops is normal.

Drunkards

A few words are filled with infinite intrigue. But I feel a lot more relaxed, because at least they won't be spies for the other five nations. Although the six countries are now living in peace with each other, it is clear that they all have their own ghosts behind their backs, and they have sent a lot of bottoms to each country. The most developed department in political and military circles is the military aircraft espionage and intelligence department. I also heard these things from Uncle Broken Wind.

Since that day, I've been back to my normal life. To me, the Cult of the Wiccane is a mystical religion, but they don't hurt people even if they do something in secret. It's a trust that has been built up over generations.

Perhaps my father already knew about this kind of secret. I didn't tell anyone for the sake of secrecy. I was naïve about it.

November 20th. In another half a month, it will be the day when the defenders from all over the country will return to Baicheng to report on their work. My father was also on the list, and in order not to delay the date, he took me to start the journey on the same day, leaving the lieutenant general to guard it, and the thing that my father was most worried about when he set off was the non-stop wind. It is a very regular strong wind, also known as the year-end wind, because it blows at the end of the year.

Because there will be no war at the border at all, the most needed places are thieves and night wolves, and the wind at the end of the year has to be experienced every year, as long as you pay attention to spend it completely safely, and the lieutenant is also a person who has followed my father for many years, there is no need to remind this kind of thing.

Relatively speaking, we are all very relieved. We won't be able to come back until mid-January next year.

I didn't expect that after the debriefing, my father had not stayed at home for three days, and the Spring Festival had not yet arrived......

That night, a man in a brown and blue nightcoat suddenly sneaked into my house. This person is not only very good at light work, but also silent, and there is not half a footprint left in the snow-covered yard. The few traces left were like the claw marks left by a sparrow falling into the courtyard, and no one knew how he did it.

And I'm very familiar with the layout of my compound. Not only can he easily avoid the domestic servants who patrol at night, but he can also accurately find his father's bedroom.

"Pap~~" The man touched my father's shoulder with his scabbard, and my father realized it.

"Wake up~~Wake up~~ People who are dying. "The voice was that of a man, and it sounded a little muffled because of the thin veil covering his mouth.

The father's eagle eyes widened, and he was about to pull out the sword under the pillow, but he saw that the other party held the sword in his arms and had not yet unsheathed it. It's even more because the other party is short in stature.

It's not because my father despises him, but because he's a good friend of my father's life—Broken Wind, and he will never come to kill him. Now I visit in the dark, I wear tights and night clothes, and I don't even bring my usual weapons and clubs. But something very secret and important must have happened.

At this time, the mother was awakened, and just as she wanted to scream for help, she was gagged by her father.

"Flee quickly, in half an hour, the Huoyun army under the command of the Military Secret Department will arrive. ”

"Why should I run away?"

"Because you have committed treason. ”

"I didn't. ”

"I'm sure you didn't, so I'm here. ”

"Then I believe that the three divisions and the emperor also believe in me. ”

Broken Wind sneered a few times, "But the military order we received is to kill or leave no one alive!"

"Then why don't you do it?"

"I'm just a friend this time, as a friend and don't kill friends, when I come again, I'm a military cao, and as a military cao, I will only carry out orders and kill without mercy!"

After Broken Wind finished speaking, he turned around and left, hesitating meaninglessly.

Late that night, my father woke me up and asked a few of my family members to escort me out of the city, and when I was halfway there, I happened to encounter a broken wind, and he followed many people on horseback, and behind him was a mighty group of hundreds of soldiers in red armor, walking towards the Li Mansion. The man at the front of the line was holding a dark black scroll in his hand, like some kind of holy decree.

I was nervous that something must be wrong at home, so I quickly got rid of the entanglement of my family and ran back to the alley where I came.

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