Looking at Sun Nansong's face as black as the bottom of a pot, Zhengde also felt a little embarrassed, and he touched his nose in a sneer: "Marshal, don't worry." As long as you don't reveal your identity. No one knows that I am the emperor. Besides, this time I'm sitting and roaring, and with it, no one can catch up with me, right?"

Now, it is impossible for Sun Nansong to send someone to tie Zhengde back, which is tantamount to letting people know Zhengde's identity, which will only make this faint monarch more in danger, but stay in the barracks, which is safer. As long as the army is not finished, Zhengde's life should not be a problem.

And there is also a roar, this kind of demon beast that looks like a horse but is not a horse, has the strength of the third of the top ten famous horses, speed, endurance, all of which are the best choices, which can be regarded as the last guarantee of Zhengde.

In desperation, Sun Nansong let out a long sigh: "Your Majesty, until now, you can only be wronged by the pro-soldiers who disguised themselves as Weichen first." Let the ministers always protect His Majesty. As for the war, Wei Chen has another situation to explain to His Majesty!"

Sun Nansong now finally knows why he gave a death order to prevent him from going to war, he must have discovered that Zhengde had run away, but he couldn't chase it with great fanfare, so he could only secretly send someone to find him, but there was a roar of the wind as a mount, and Zhengde was a freak who didn't play cards according to common sense, how could he be easily found? Fortunately, he calculated that Zhengde was going to come to the front line, so he hurriedly issued a golden order for the fire flag to ask Sun Nansong not to go to war. Because once the fight starts, the situation is no longer under control, and if this wonderful emperor comes to the battlefield when the fight is lively, it will be a dead end.

However, Sun Nansong felt that now was also an opportunity, so that he could persuade Zhengde and let him order the withdrawal of troops.

"Marshal thinks it's not appropriate to go to war?" said Zhengde with a wink.

Sun Nan took a breath of turbidity on his chest, and took two deep breaths before saying: "Yes, Weichen thinks that the right time, place, and people are not on my Tianwu side, so it is not appropriate to go to war!"

"But the 200,000 army ate and drank Lazar on the front line for more than ten days. I haven't gained anything at all, so wouldn't it be good to pass it back?"

Sun Nansong said helplessly: "Your Majesty, when you go back, what you lose is only Weichen's shallow reputation." If you can exchange more than 100,000 casualties among the people of Tianwu, what is the small name of the minister? When the time comes, Your Majesty can tell others that it is the Weichen who was ready to withdraw his troops before His Majesty came. Naturally, no one will embarrass Your Majesty!"

He was worried that Zhengde would prevaricate him with the excuse that "because the emperor was disobedient and ran to the front line, the marshal of the three armies could only retreat without a fight", so he took the first step to express his willingness to tarnish his name and bear the black cauldron.

Zhengde looked Sun Nansong up and down, and when he had been seeing that the commanders of the three armies were furious, he suddenly smiled: "Marshal, if I tell you that the order to send you troops was not given by me, do you believe it?"

Sun Nansong thought that Zhengde was going to make some kind of trouble. Just wanted to speak, but found that Zhengde's eyes were so clear when he stared at him, and he completely lost the unobtrusive appearance of the faint monarch in the past. His heart sank, and he took a deep breath: "Weichen is willing to hear about it!"

Zhengde nodded with satisfaction: "Marshal, I only told you about this matter, I hope you don't tell anyone again until you have definite evidence!"

Seeing that Zhengde was so serious, Sun Nansong immediately knelt down: "Weichen swears with his war spirit that he will not leak half a sentence about this matter!" He stood up and said to Lu Yuanzhi beside him: "Go out and be vigilant." No one is allowed to come within 100 meters of the tent without my orders!"

"Yes, Marshal!" Lu Yuanzhi took the order and left.

Zhengde waited until Lu Yuanzhi walked away, and then said, "Marshal." Would you believe me if I said that there was still me in the palace?"

Sun Nansong looked at Zhengde with incredible eyes, and really wanted to ask Zhengde if he had forgotten to take medicine again, but he looked at Zhengde's solemn expression and chose to continue listening.

"Actually, I don't know what to say. Is there another one in the palace that I am suitable, or is there another one in my body that I am suitable? I found one thing very interesting. Every time the royal family had something important to decide, my memory of that part would have become very vague, and if I hadn't heard you say it afterwards, I wouldn't have remembered any of that kind of order, or anything I had discussed with you. But you all swear that it is true. Over time, I also thought it was just me who was confused!"

"But am I really confused? Am I really so confused that I forget every time? Two years, it has been two years since I ascended the throne, and I know that in the hearts of the marshals and ministers, I am a faint king, but looking at the orders that are completely contrary to what I think, and which have been issued by me, the emperor himself. What else can I do but be a faint king? But I'm not willing. I'm unwilling. I have marshals who are loyal even to a prince like me, and I have people outside the tent who go out even when they receive orders at the most opportune time. I'm not willing to be confused like this!"

"So I began to pay attention to what I was doing, and although I don't have any evidence now, I can be sure that it was another person, or another person, who was issuing these orders. Uncle Nan, now, do you still believe me?"

Zhengde looked at Sun Nansong, and the corners of his mouth, which was still a little immature and fluffy, provoked a very faint self-deprecating smile.

Don't say that Sun Nansong wants to believe this, even if someone else tells him, he doesn't believe it either. But he couldn't find anyone to say. He didn't dare to say it in the palace, he didn't dare to go to the ancestor to say it, because in the palace there seemed to be a pair of eyes staring at him all the time, no matter what he was doing, no matter where he was, those eyes would definitely be staring at him, and once he wanted to say, something would definitely happen to him.

This time he ventured out of the palace and to the front line, finally getting rid of that mysterious eye for the first time, and finally feeling alive. And Sun Nansong, the Sun family, is the hero of the founding of the Tianwu Kingdom, and the credit is so great that it can even be said to be a high meritorious, but no one can doubt the loyalty of the Sun family.

That's an old antique guy, you can say that this family is rigid, you can say that they are old-fashioned, you can say that they are iron-blooded, you can say that they are ruthless, but no one can say that they are disloyal.

Three hundred years ago, there was a huge crisis in the Heavenly Martial Kingdom, when the Purple Gold Kingdom sent a group of masters to attack the Imperial Palace, but the Imperial Palace was not strong enough and was defeated one after another. Moment of truth. It was the head of the Sun family at that time, who brought the entire family to support.

At that time, the Tianwu Kingdom was fighting against the Zijin Kingdom externally, and the masters and most of the military forces were all on the front line, but they were exploited by the Zijin Kingdom.

The Sun family has always been the backbone of the Tianwu Kingdom. When the country went to war, the Sun family sent all the masters in the family, and only a group of old and weak women and children remained. But it was this group of old and weak women and children who used their lives to block the attack of the Zijin master for a whole hour, and finally waited for the god of war to rush back. Kill the Purple Gold Master.

And in that short period of an hour, the head of the Sun family was killed, the mother of the house was killed, as long as they walked on that battlefield, they did not go back alive, leaving only dozens of children under the age of five in the Sun family. If it weren't for the fact that some of the young people of the Sun family were going out on an expedition at that time, it could really be said that the clan would have been wiped out.

Now in the Tianwu Palace, there is still a "Blood Battle Road", which is the stone steps that were dyed red with blood by the Sun family back then, and it is still preserved today.

The Sun family is the last person Zhengde can trust. And Sun Nansong is the last breakthrough of Zhengde. Because Sun Nansong and Zhengde's deceased father were like brothers, and the relationship was very good, if Zhengde was not the future emperor, I am afraid that Sun Nansong would have been recognized as a godfather when he was a child.

If even Sun Nansong doesn't believe in Zhengde, then Zhengde can't find anyone who can trust his words. The "Uncle Nan" just now is no longer an emperor asking his courtiers, but a junior asking his elders who are like their fathers.

You, believe me?

Sun Nansong's eyes narrowed, and he said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, you and the ministers have a detailed talk. The minister and His Majesty deduced together. If someone really pretends to be Your Majesty. If no one else finds out the flaw, there must be someone who helps them, otherwise it is impossible for two different people to be exactly the same. If Your Majesty has another hidden disease, then we must also find out. Is it a natural disease, or an acquired evil art!"

Zhengde let out a long breath, he knew that Sun Nansong believed him, and was about to speak, when he suddenly found that Sun Nansong's face under the light became hideous. grabbed him, brushed the ground and pressed it behind him, and before he could understand what was going on, he heard Sun Nansong shout in a deep voice: "Who is the master? Since you have done such a good thing?"

The curtain of the handsome tent was lifted, and a mysterious person wrapped in a black cloak walked in, and said with a deep and treacherous voice: "Tianwu ** God Sun Nansong and His Majesty the Emperor of Tianwu Kingdom." Ahh

"Who the hell are you?" Sun Nansong stared at the mysterious man, not that he didn't want to call the guards, but that he couldn't. He could sense that the other party locked on to Zhengde as soon as he came in, and as long as he was slightly distracted, the other party might kill Zhengde.

You must know that Zhengde itself is just a bronze-level battle scum. And that mysterious man obviously only has gold-level strength, but he gives Sun Nansong a sense of crisis that as long as he dares to be distracted, the other party can even kill him. What made Sun Nansong even more incomprehensible was how the other party passed through the guards of the 200,000-strong army and came to the Shuai tent so easily. Even if it weren't for the other party's sudden and intentional breathing just now, he wouldn't have been able to discover the other party's existence.

Terrible enemy. Sun Nansong stared at the mysterious man, not daring to be careless.

"Passerby!" said mysteriously.

"Reveal your true face, mysterious guest!" Sun Nansong shouted while the other party was speaking. He originally hoped that he could attract Lu Zhiyuan's attention outside in this way, but he soon found that this was impossible, because he didn't know when, the curtain around the tent emitted a light blue fluorescence.

Mute runes.

I don't know when the other party got it, but Sun Nansong knows very well that unless he can break out of the tent, even if it turns the sky upside down inside, he won't be able to hear it outside.

"Shhh Although it was almost dawn, it was the time when everyone slept soundly. How can you bear to wake up those hard-working warriors?" the mysterious man shrugged.

"What do you want to do? Are you from the HRE Kingdom?" asked Sun Nansong.

"I have some relationship with the kingdom of the HRE, but I am definitely not from the HRE kingdom. And maybe it won't be long before they issue a wanted warrant for me!" the mysterious man smiled, paused, and said, "Lord Marshal, relax." You should understand that if I had just done something, I would have done it!"

"Really?" Sun Nansong lost but didn't lose, how could he admit this.

"Really?" Suddenly, a voice sounded behind Sun Nansong.

Sun Nansong's whole body was cold and his hair stood on end, and he attacked behind him with his backhand without hesitation, but found that he didn't hit anything. And what shocked him even more was that when he looked back at the mysterious man again, Zhengde had already fallen into the hands of the other party, and a flying knife like a willow leaf was on Zhengde's neck.

"Let him go, or you'll die!" Losing Zhengde, Sun Nansong had a chance, he quickly pulled out the saber at his waist, which was a heavy sword that was palm-wide, but slightly shorter than an ordinary standard long sword, called the Enlightened Sword.

"Actually, Lord Marshal, you still have a chance if you start with it, but now!" the mysterious man smiled disdainfully and put down the flying knife hanging on Zhengde's neck: "I'm right here, you can try to deal with me?"

Sun Nansong's face changed drastically, because he was shocked to find that his soul power was sealed, and his limbs were stiff, and he couldn't move at all.

"Poison?" Sun Nansong was not stupid, and finally understood.

"Illusion, poison, and a little luck!" the mysterious man smiled triumphantly.

"Okay, you won!" Sun Nansong was extremely aggrieved, if he hadn't been restrained by scruples and morality before, how could he be so a platinum ninth-level bag? But what's the use of saying this now? At this time, the situation is already man-made, and he is fish.

"So, can we have a good chat?" The mysterious man found a box and sat down very comfortably, and kindly helped Zhengde to sit on the box together: "Your Majesty the Emperor, I will wronged you a little." I had come to assassinate Marshal Sun, but now I have changed my mind. And why, I think you should understand!"

"You overheard our conversation?" Zhengde is certainly not stupid.

"How can you say that you are eavesdropping? In fact, before Your Majesty came, I had been there for a while, and I was only hesitating to kill Marshal Sun. I didn't expect your majesty to come!" The mysterious man spread his hands, indicating that he was innocent.

"If you want to talk, show your true colors!" Sun Nansong said in a deep voice.

"Well, anyway, there is nothing that a handsome person like me can't see!" said the mysterious man in a very narcissistic voice, and then lifted his cloak.

Cyan in a strong suit, wearing a dark green cloak, with an arrow on his back, and a long sword hanging from his waist, is Tang Dou.

"Is it okay now?" Tang Dou smiled chicly.

"Who the hell are you?" (To be continued.) )