With Mo Haoning's shouting, everyone staggered out of the tent, and the soldiers who had been waiting on the side quickly poured the fire oil in their hands on the tent, as if they had been called, and the flames in the tent rushed out at once, and quickly climbed onto the tent, and the flames rose to the sky, making a crackling sound.

Just when everyone thought that the matter was settled, but they were still in shock, a wave of overwhelming cries and whimpering came from the surrounding swamps like a tide, and the sorrow and sorrow were miserable like spider silk crawling down the pores to their hearts, which made people shudder.

"Let's go!" Mo Changhong's voice came from the night.

With a rapid kicking sound, Yuping led a small team of war horses and rushed towards Qiao Xiya and the others: "Get on the horse!"

Qiao Xiya and Mo Haoning glanced at each other, and then looked at Qiao San at the same time, Qiao San put Chunling on the back of the horse that Chu Yun led to him, and nodded to the two: "Don't worry, Chunling will be handed over to me." With that, he turned over his horse and rushed into the night.

After a night of wild running, until the sky was white, Mo Changhong stopped the war horse under his crotch, and looked around, it was already an open area.

Mo Changhong waved his hand at the soldiers behind him, and the soldiers quickly scattered in all directions to form a huge circle, felt the hoe and pickaxe behind his waist, and began to dig the ground frantically.

"Your Highness." Qiao Xiya turned over and dismounted, and walked to Mo Changhong with a slight blessing, she glanced at the busy soldiers, a little confused, "Your Highness, what are they doing here?"

"Dig the river." Mo Changhong said lightly.

"Digging the river?" Mo Haoning's eyes widened, "What are you doing digging the river?"

"Survival." Mo Changhong glanced behind him, "Let's go, Yuping has already set up the tent, let's go into the tent and talk."

Qiao Xiya and Mo Haoning followed Mo Changhong into the tent. Qiao San took care of Chunling in another tent, Xia He and Chu Yun were cooking on the fire, and Yuping was boiling water outside to make tea.

"They're digging a river to save their lives." After Mo Changhong sat down, he said slowly, "This is also what we stumbled upon, they have a strange dependence on water, so after encountering water, they will be very greedy for the feeling of being in the water, and they don't want to go ashore, but if there are more and more of them, they will come to the shore."

"So, when we first arrived, the swamp we crossed......

"Yes, that's the life-saving ditch I dug last time." Mo Changhong nodded.

"So it's not mud in the swamp, it's them?" Qiao Xiya instantly felt a chill on her back, and her hairs stood on end.

"Yes." Mo Changhong nodded.

"What happens if I look back?" Qiao Xiya's body trembled uncontrollably.

"One of them will follow you ashore." Mo Changhong paused and continued, "Just like your personal maid."

Qiao Xiya sat down on a low stool, trembling all over. qδ

"So what the hell are they?" Qiao Xiya was silent for a long time before continuing to ask.

"I don't know." Mo Changhong shook his head, and his eyes dimmed.

Looking at Mo Changhong in front of her, Qiao Xiya had mixed feelings in her heart. The general who can lead thousands of troops and horses to garrison the territory of Daning at the border must be a person who has experienced a hundred battles, is well-informed, and has excellent courage, but Mo Changhong's eyes are only sad and fearful now.

"Shiya." Mo Haoning glanced at Mo Changhong, who was sad alone, tiptoed out of his seat, and came to Qiao Xiya's side, looking at Qiao Xiya's pale face due to fear, Mo Haoning felt distressed, "......Are you okay?"

Qiao Xiya shook her head slightly: "It's okay...... I just think it's a bit more than I expected, and there are so many unreasonable things that I always feel weird."

"Unreasonable?" Mo Haoning frowned, and quickly glanced at Mo Changhong on the side, "Second brother should have nothing to hide from us."

"Maybe there's something he doesn't know?" Qiao Xiya looked at Mo Haoning and said softly.

Seeing that Mo Haoning didn't speak, Qiao Xiya continued, "Second Highness is a big man, and sometimes there are some things that he can't necessarily see in his eyes, remember

In mind, this will overlook many details, and these details may be the key to uncovering the truth."

"What then? This barracks is full of rough men, and if you let these people charge into battle, it will definitely be fine, but if you let them learn more about the ins and outs of this strange incident, it will probably be difficult to get to the sky."

"So we'll have to do it ourselves." Qiao Xiya nodded, what Mo Haoning said made sense, and if this kind of thing was not seen by herself, and she only relied on others to narrate, she would really not be able to judge, "Lord Wang, it may take you a few days of hard work in the future."

"What are you being polite to me?" Seeing that Qiao Xiya's face gradually turned bloody, Mo Haoning's heart gradually calmed down, "What do you say?"

"I need bait." Qiao Xiya hesitated again and again, and finally made a ruthless request.

"Bait?" Mo Haoning paused, "Do you want people to become imitators and then follow the vine?"

"No," Qiao Xiya shook her head, "It's not just about being an imitator, I need someone to be an imitator."

Qiao Xiya's words made Mo Haoning fall into deep thought. To become an imitator, there may be a chance to be rescued, but to become an imitator is to send people to death. If they were in Jin'an City, Qiao Xiya's request, he would not have hesitated to agree to it, the death row prisoners in the dungeon were all dead horizontally and vertically, just pull them out and use them, but this is the southwest border, and they are surrounded by comrades who eat and sleep together, and are born and died together, and using such people as bait is no different from provoking infighting.

"You let me think about it." For the first time, Mo Haoning did not respond to Qiao Xiya's request.

"Okay." Mo Haoning's reaction was completely expected by Qiao Xiya, she knew that Mo Haoning needed to think, he was a prince, and there were some things he had to weigh the pros and cons.

"Your Highness." Qiao Xiya turned to Mo Changhong and was deeply blessed, "Qiao Xiya and Chunling thank Your Majesty for saving her life."

"If you and Lao Qi hadn't risked their lives, that girl wouldn't have survived. Get up." The gloomy cloud in Mo Changhong's eyes has not yet dissipated.

"Your Highness, there is something unclear about your humble position, and I ask Your Highness Second to give me advice."

"You say."

"How did His Royal Highness know that fake death could save Chunling?" Qiao Xiya looked at Mo Changhong calmly with a pair of apricot eyes.

"That's a coincidence. I also discovered this method to save Yuhei." Mo Changhong sighed lightly and smiled.

"I want to hear about it." Qiao Xiya was deeply blessed.