The person who spoke was none other than Lin Chuyun.

Everyone was in an uproar, but they didn't expect that a seventeen-year-old genius boy, who had just become a disciple of Lingyun Sect, would have such courage to go to Longtan Tiger's Den alone.

"Chu Yun, you're still too young, why don't I go ......," Li Yixian said first.

Lin Chuyun said: "Senior brother, I am seventeen years old, not young, besides, now that the senior brother is not on the mountain, you have to have an overview of the responsibilities of the senior brother, and the disciples on the mountain have to listen to you." I think that in our Lingyun swordsmanship, it is not bad, and it can also show the prosperity of our Lingyun Sect's martial arts. ”

The head of Lingyun was silent in his heart.

Feng Yichen said again: "Chu Yun, you don't have to be modest, I think, in addition to the three masters, among the disciples on this mountain, you are the first person in martial arts, but you are still a child after all, I will go to this negotiation." ”

Before Lin Chuyun could answer, Lingyun said: "Yichen, you have a strong temperament, negotiation requires forbearance and compromise, it is not appropriate for you to go, in case you start to act in a fit of anger, not to mention that the negotiation fails, you are alone and besieged by three thousand rebel troops, won't you be cut into pulp?"

Lin Chuyun also nodded and said: "Senior Brother Feng, let's go, the rebels are all from poor people, I have been a wanderer since I was a child, and I understand what these poor farmers think, although I am young, I am not naïve, and besides, even if the negotiation fails, I will run, and I will definitely not let the rebels hold me." ”

The head of Lingyun had no choice but to nod: "Okay, Chu Yun, when you go to the rebel camp, you have to be very careful, first of all, we must let the rebels know our determination and force to defend the mountain gate, and we must not provoke the rebels, and most importantly, we must find a way to protect ourselves, don't be rash, if the negotiation fails, we just hold on, don't lose our lives." ”

Lin Chuyun bowed and said, "The disciple respectfully follows the master's teachings. With that, he put his sword on his back and strode down the mountain.

When I came to the foot of the mountain, I looked from afar, and I saw the camp of the rebels, which was set up in the field at the bottom of the mountain, and a banner flew like a black cloud.

Lin Chuyun faced the cool autumn breeze alone and walked towards the rebel barracks.

When I walked to the gate of the camp, I saw an arrow tower standing on both sides, and there were four guards at the door, all of whom stood with spears in their hands. Seeing Lin Chuyun coming, the people on the arrow tower took the arrows and wound them, and the guards at the door also saw Lin Chuyun walking alone, so they asked loudly, "Who is coming?"

"The disciple under the seat of the Lower Lingyun Sect, Lin Chuyun, has come to see your general to discuss the matter of borrowing grain. ”

As he spoke, Lin Chuyun kept moving forward step by step.

The rebels all knew that he was from Lingyunmen, and when they saw that he was alone, they also relaxed their vigilance.

Lin Chuyun walked to the door and said again: "Under the seat of the Lingyun Gate, Lin Chuyun, I have come to see your general to discuss the matter of borrowing grain. ”

Then the leader of the gate said to him, "In that case, come with me!"

The man strode toward the inside of the barracks with a spear in his hand. Lin Chuyun glanced around and followed.

But seeing these rebels, they did not look like fierce and evil people, but just ordinary faces, and they became soldiers with a loess-colored turban on their heads. Some of them were yellow-skinned, and their spears were held diagonally, and these people looked at the young man in a green cloth with a simple but unsettling look.

But Lin Chuyun stared at his face, his eyes revealed this murderous aura, as long as these people made a move, he would think of a desperate way to escape.

After a while, he walked into the big tent of the Chinese army.

"This is it, let's go inside!" said the man.

Lin Chuyun hugged his fists and said, "Thank you." ”

The man didn't say much, and conveyed Lin Chuyun's origin to the guards of the Chinese army's big tent, and then turned around and walked to the gate of the camp.

Lin Chuyun stepped into the big tent of the Chinese army, and saw that in the depths of the tent, there was a general wearing armor, with a disheveled head, and his head was also wrapped in the same khaki turban as everyone else. It's just that the armor, although not very fine, looks noble at a glance in these humble anti-army formations.

Ironclad in cold light.

He deserves to be a general.

And next to the general, on the left and on the right, there were two people sitting, both dressed in the same way, but the armor on their bodies was replaced by bamboo chips.

Lin Chuyun clasped his fists and saluted: "Lin Chuyun in the Lower Lingyun Gate." ”

The general smiled, and also signaled to him to hug his fists and said, "The vanguard general of the Dacheng Army, Liu Wangshan." Why did Lingyunmen send such a hairy boy as you?"

Lin Chuyun said: "Lingyunmen are all young talents, although I am not very old, I can also speak on behalf of Lingyunmen. ”

"Hahaha, good boy!" The general smiled: "So, you Lingyunmen are ready to lend food to the Dacheng army, how much are you going to borrow?"

Lin Chuyun's face sank, and he said: "This year, Lingyunmen has lent the grain under the mountain to your army, and there is not a single grain of grain on the mountain. ”

"Nonsense, there is no food on the mountain, what do you eat?" said a man beside him.

The general also looked angry and said, "Good boy, you ......"

Just as he was about to draw his sword and face each other, he suddenly heard someone outside the tent report and shouted: "Report to the general, the military situation is important!"

The general, Liu Wangshan, said loudly: "Come in!"

After the messenger entered the tent, he walked up to the general, whispered a few words, the general nodded, and with a wave of his hand, the messenger hurriedly retreated again.

After that, Liu Wangshan, the vanguard of the rebels, pointed at Lin Chuyun and said: "According to the military report, my King Dacheng is on the way to come, you kid, tell him the old man in person!"

Lin Chuyun's face sank and he didn't answer.

The general said loudly: "Come on, arrange a barracks for this young man!"

It's night, stars and moons.

Lin Chuyun was resting in the barracks, when he suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves and neighing outside, and the crowd was also busy.

After a while, the person on duty outside the barracks lifted the curtain of the barracks and said to Lin Chuyun inside: "Young man, please!"

Lin Chuyun got up and followed the man out.

He was a seventeen-year-old boy, in this military camp, although he was calm, but he had never seen such a battle, even if the Demon Sect was powerful back then, it was not as turbulent as the army.

Stepping on the starlight, Lin Chuyun came to the Chinese army tent again.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw a burly man standing in the middle of the big tent, dressed in bright light armor, with his back to him, and he could feel a majestic and extraordinary aura. And the rest of the people, including the pioneer general Liu Wangshan and others, were all lined up on both sides, their eyes slightly lowered, as if they were setting off the person in the middle.

Lin Chuyun stood still.

The man heard that someone was coming behind him, so he turned around, Lin Chuyun looked at this person's face, but saw that his face was thin, but his body was very strong, with a short beard, his eyes were like torches, and he was not angry and arrogant.