On the bank of the Zhilan River, the camp of the Ul country

It's getting dark. The generals and treasurers of the Gu family's land and water armies in the small square had been kneeling for a while.

The navy fleet and the elite scout cavalry searched separately for half the night, but they found nothing. From time to time, the sound of a cannon representing "reactive power" was heard in the distance, which shook everyone's hearts and trembled.

Old Prince Gu turned his back to them at this moment, standing outside the Thunder Emperor's dark tent. The old man in his seventies, tall, thin and straight, became a little rickety overnight.

For the sake of the great plan of the Wei Kingdom, the Gu family has worked hard to prepare for this so-called "Thunder Emperor Autumn Hunt", I don't know how much thought has been spent.

The site of the autumn hunt was chosen by the Gu family. The Yang Hunter was recruited by the Gu family. The magnetic kiln was guarded by the soldiers of the Gu family. The scouts and sailors sent out to search for spies are also from the Gu family.

This happened under the nose of the Thunder Emperor, no matter what, the patriarch of the Gu family was to blame.

It was still early, and there was no movement in the tent. The old prince was one of the seven kings, and he could have gone directly to the outer tent to wait for the Thunder Emperor. But he insisted on standing in the small square outside the big tent. Emperor Lei's entourage didn't dare to persuade him more, so he had to stand with his hands down.

The officials of the Gu family did not dare to touch their heads at this moment, and the account book of the war damage on the eve of the new newspaper was pinched in their hands, and they only felt that it was getting hotter and hotter.

Little by little, time passed. There were still a few warships on the nearby river, patrolling back and forth in vain, more for the sake of showmanship. The prince did not order the collection of troops, so he had to keep looking for it.

Except for the sound of the horns of the warships on the river, no other sounds could be heard in the huge camp.

A black shirt floated silently into the small square in front of the tent, and the originally cold atmosphere suddenly cooled a little colder.

The old prince, who felt something strange, turned his head lightly. A young face, Shi Shiran, appeared beside him, standing side by side with him.

Arrogating.

In the world, several people dared to be side by side with the king of the seven surnames.

The civil and military officials who knelt all over the square suddenly moved back a little in anger.

In the country of Ul, those who wear black shirts can't be messed with.

Not only can you not be provoked, but it is better to stay away.

The prince knows this person, the junior of the Wu family, but he can't remember the name.

Judging from his clothes, he should be a student of the national teacher.

The corner of the old man's right eye twitched a few times. According to the report of his own people, two Venerable Masters of the Wu family should have died in the night.

After more than ten years of accumulation, the Wu family has cultivated a total of more than 100 Venerables. At present, before the war began, there were losses for two consecutive days. This account is not easy to settle on the side of the national teacher.

The black-shirted man's face was white and blue, but he seemed to be in a good mood. He turned his head and greeted the prince of the Gu family slightly: "The old prince has worked hard. ”

"Your father is the third of Wu Laosan. How's your health?"

"Thanks to the care of Emperor Lei, my father has been recuperating in Xindu in recent years. Probably the body should be fine. ”

The old prince's head buzzed. I didn't have anything to talk to. How did he forget about it.

The students selected by the national teacher in each family, their parents and relatives have long been under house arrest by Emperor Lei. Why did he provoke him to mention this......

After clearing his throat, the prince took the initiative to divert the topic: "Do you have any clues over there?"

The black-shirted young man didn't seem to care at all about Gu Wangye's previous question, and he slowly spread out his palms: "Luckily, I picked up evidence by the river, and it was confirmed that it was a spy of the Lan Kingdom." But I let them go. ”

The old prince raised his eyelids and stared at him. The thin face of the black-shirted man suddenly had a somewhat gloomy expression.

He looked curiously at the young man's hand.

A flat bone ring with eight spikes glowing dimly.

August 15, Fangyi, Jiangzhou, Languo

After all, the people of Fangyi did not study and understand how to untie the spiritual power link between Yichi and Zhuan Li.

These behemoths never really hurt them, or even saved their lives in times of crisis. Uncle Hu didn't want to make any extraneous branches, so he had to let Bai Ye blow the whistle and order the plows to continue to swim upstream.

The leading one-eyed plough walked forward for a while, and as if sensing that the "master" was running in the opposite direction, it stopped. The rest of the ploughs also stopped.

After hesitating for a while, the one-eyed boss raised his head and roared, and finally swam east as instructed.

Stepping on the land of Lan Kingdom, everyone returned to their hearts like arrows. Although I was walking, I no longer needed to hide my tracks, and my speed suddenly increased a lot.

After getting out of the secret passage, take a shortcut to Erlidi, and you can go back to the inn at the entrance of the village.

But the people who were in a hurry always felt that something was not right.

For more than a decade, except for the fact that the western sea trade routes between the two countries were almost cut off by pirates, the war on the eastern continent has long ceased and the people-to-people trade between the two countries has become more and more prosperous.

The official road at the foot of Yulan Mountain is the thoroughfare for the northwestern states of Lan to enter the Ul country through Dacheng. Most of the chamber of commerce's motorcades and foot traders choose this safer official route to travel between the two countries.

The official road that is busy with traffic on weekdays is now not even a single figure.

Uncle Ba leaned over and observed carefully for a long time, and raised his head with some confusion: "The rut mark was three days ago?"

Yi Chi, who has been on Uncle Yama's back, has become much more energetic. At this moment, he suddenly remembered something, and slapped his head suddenly: "Yes, Dacheng was closed three days ago! ”

It seems that the road is also closed here.

When they left in a hurry, the little uncles didn't know the situation outside Fangyi Village. Ever since they saw the posture of the so-called "Thunder Emperor Autumn Hunting", they rushed back all the way back to report the news.

In this way, when they didn't leave three days ago, they should have been prepared. It seems that the news channel that the boss has planted in the country is still reliable.

The little uncles put their minds at ease, carried Yichi, who was in good and bad condition, and went directly back to the village to find Amber.

Bai Ye didn't dare to follow for a long time, so he used the excuse of reporting to Sister Xiaolan and turned in the direction of the inn.

On the official road by the empty field of the inn, Bai Ye really saw the soldiers of the Lan Kingdom.

But it's not the soldiers of Yongshun Station.

Guarding the intersection under the scorching sun was a group of tall sergeants with guns. The bright silver armor on his body shone brightly. The marshal's pro-military camp is still in Fangyi!

Those pro-soldiers are not young. They spotted the sudden appearance of Bai Ye and immediately became vigilant. Stretching out his hand to this side, Bai Ye immediately stood still.

They certainly don't know themselves. Bai Ye was thinking about how to speak, and suddenly smiled bitterly.

He pointed behind his soldiers and said dejectedly, "He knows me." ”

The soldier looked back hesitantly. Their commander, the captain of the pro-military battalion, Cheng Bufu, was stepping out of the inn door dozens of paces away.

After thousands of calculations, I didn't expect it to fall into the hands of Cheng Bo in the end.

Although he has never scolded himself once since he was a child, in the face of his cold face, Bai Ye just didn't make a mistake, and he couldn't help but want to look down and find his fault......

Not to mention this time.

Bai Ye hung his head and was about to pass, when he suddenly heard a hissing in his ears.

At the corner of the official road a hundred paces away, a snow-white horse galloped out. In a few breaths, he crossed the night and rushed straight to the front of his own soldiers before suddenly stopping.

A petite black figure fluttered down from the horse.

"Is there anyone in charge?" The black-clad rider standing outside the empty field was obviously a young girl. Although he was masked, his voice was very crisp, but he sounded a little angry.