When the officers and soldiers heard that it was Jing Beihan, after glancing at each other, one of them immediately turned around and went back to report to the commander.

Jing Beihan's portrait had long been engraved in the hearts of the officers and soldiers, so he was recognized at a glance.

"Are you the poor man who escorts the exiles?" The officers and soldiers looked at Song Chatou.

Song Chatou nodded, pulling Jing Beihan closer.

The officer and soldier stretched his neck to look at Jing Beihan, and saw that he was pale, looked very weak, and the rope on his hand was also tied very tightly, so he relaxed a little.

Before Jing Beihan and Song Chatou came, in order to let these people in the court relax their vigilance against them, Zuo Xingyan deliberately disguised Jing Beihan to make him look as if he was seriously injured and was subject to Song Chatou.

Song Chatou nodded, not explaining too much.

He is a bad leader, no matter how humble his official position is, it will not be the turn of an officer or soldier to interrogate.

The officers and soldiers knew each other, and after asking this, they stood at the door quietly and waited for the commander to bring someone over.

Thousands of them rushed to Xuzhou in a hurry to catch Jingbeihan.

Now that Jing Beihan has been sent to the door, it is estimated that they are about to leave for Beijing.

When the commander heard that Jing Beihan had been caught, he was so excited that he immediately took the officers and soldiers and walked quickly to the gate of the camp.

Seeing the tall figure from afar, the commander of the thousand years sighed in his heart, patronizing and excited, and forgot that Jing Beihan was the god of war.

How could such a person be subdued by a bad man, and why didn't he resist?

A commander can command a thousand armies, and naturally he is not a simple person.

He was vigilant in his heart, fearing that Jing Beihan would be deceitful, so he asked the officers and soldiers to surround him with spears, bows and arrows, for fear that Jing Beihan would suddenly attack.

The officers and soldiers were also panicked, even if they were in Kyoto, they could hear about Jing Beihan's great achievements on the border.

He once rode straight behind the enemy army and beheaded the enemy general unscathed.

Such characters, killing them is not like chopping vegetables!

Under everyone's thoughts, the confrontation between the two sides seems a little weird.

There are only two people on Jing Beihan's side, the dark, thin and calm Song Chatou and the weak and languishing Jing Beihan, and the combined combat effectiveness of the two seems to be no more than five.

However, in the face of such a harmless combination of humans and animals, the commander on the other side called dozens of officers and soldiers with weapons to surround the two.

In the distance, there were countless archers holding bows and arrows aimed at Jing Beihan, not daring to relax at all.

"Lord Song, please bring in the criminal Jing Beihan!"

The commander observed for a while and saw that Jing Beihan was in a weak state, so he asked Song to bring people into the camp.

Song Cha walked in with Jing Beihan in his head.

Jing Beihan deliberately limped, making the commander think that his previous broken leg injury was not healed.

"Elder Qianfu, the lower officials heard that you arrested the mob and mistakenly arrested the exiled prisoners I escorted, I don't know where they are now?"

Song Chatou walked in front of the commander, and he didn't grind, and went straight to the point.

The commander laughed.

"What did Lord Song say? How could it be arrested by mistake, I led the troops over at that time, and when I saw that Lord Song was not there, I was afraid that those prisoners would escape, so I brought them over to help Lord Song detain them. ”

This person is obviously a smiling tiger, and he picked himself up in a few words, and patted Song Chatou on the shoulder, which seemed to be a warning.

"If the prisoner runs away, Lord Song won't be able to make a mistake, right?"

"Thank you, Gentleman."

Song Chatou resisted the urge to scold, and smiled without smiling and thanking him.

The commander was still smiling, and then looked at Jing Beihan.

"Lord Song took the felony Jing Beihan out of exile, I don't know why?"

"The commander of the thousand commanders said seriously, the lower officials did not leave the team with Jing Beihan, but there was a mob attack on the way, Jing Beihan took advantage of the chaos to escape, I went to chase after them, and then temporarily put those exiled prisoners in the custody of the yacha."

Song Chatou said, turned around and tugged on the rope hard.

"This man was overwhelmed, he was seriously injured and dared to escape, and when I pursued him, he stumbled and fell off the cliff, and I caught him."

When the commander heard this, he looked at Jing Beihan's dirty and faintly bloodstained clothes, and believed Song Chatou's words a little more.

"My lord, I wonder if you can let me take the exiled prisoner away as soon as possible? We have been delayed here for many days because of the riots of the displaced people, and if we continue to delay, I am afraid that we will not be able to arrive on time. ”

Song Chatou saw that the commander of the thousand commanders had not mentioned the matter of releasing people for a long time, so he asked.

"Don't worry, speaking of which, there is something I haven't told Lord Song yet."

The commander waved his hand and motioned for his henchmen to go over and bring Jing Beihan down.

"What do you mean, sir?" Song Chatou did not let go of the rope.

The commander laughed again,

"I was about to tell you, this time I brought troops here, first, to exterminate the mob, and secondly, to bring Jing Beihan back to Kyoto on the orders of His Majesty."

And so it was.

Song Chatou squinted slightly.

"He was sentenced to exile, why did he want to return to Beijing?"

"Lord Song, is this questioning the will of the Holy One?"

The commander's smile faded slightly, and there was a faint sense of authority around him.

Song Chatou was shocked, and immediately bowed down, "The lower officials don't dare!" ”

"Those people from the Jing family continue to be exiled, and Jing Beihan escorts them back to Beijing."

After the commander finished speaking, he glanced at the quiet Jing Beihan, and said, "After a while, you can take the rest of the prisoners and leave, and don't ask the rest." ”

"Yes." Song Chatou obediently responded.

The commander said so, so he naturally couldn't say more, so he had to hand the rope to the adjutant and watch Jing Beihan being dragged away.

"Lord Song, go to the camp tent to rest for a while, and when my men bring the prisoners, you can continue on your way."

After the commander finished speaking, he didn't look at Song Chatou anymore, turned around and strode away.

Song Chatou was led by officers and soldiers into an ordinary camp tent.

After sitting down for a while, someone brought tea and opened the curtain and walked in.

"Tea, sir." Someone whispered.

Song Cha's pupils shook, "You ......"

Su Niang raised her eyes and glanced at Song Cha and motioned for him not to make a sound.

There were officers and soldiers guarding the tent outside the camp.

Song Chatou was immediately silenced, and wrote on the table with his hand dipped in tea.

"Find a chance to get out of camp and come with us."

"What about Miss and Young Master Jing?"

"They have their own way of getting out."

"Okay."

After the two exchanged quickly and silently, Su Niang quietly withdrew from the camp.

After she left the camp, she did not rush to pack her things and find a way out of the camp, but went to the camp as usual.

At this time, it was close to noon, and the room was busy cooking.

"Su Niang! Where did it go? Come and help! The head of the gang raised his eyebrows and instructed Su Niang.

Su Niang is a newcomer, and in the past two days, the head of the gang has instructed her to work, running all kinds of errands.

But it is precisely in this way that Su Niang has a legitimate reason to find out the situation in the camp.

"Hey, it's coming!"

Su Niang responded crisply, and saw that Doudou was sitting on the steps under the eaves eating a piece of cake, so she was relieved to go in and work.

"Take out all the steamed buns."

"Add water to the pot!"

"Put that soup in a bucket."

The head of the gang instructed Su Niang to make the group turn.