Ma Qiudaodan is a young general, but he was born in the generals and has followed his father, Zhachuan Baluo since he was a child. If you talk about the experience of marching and fighting, you are not as good as any veteran on the battlefield.

As a general who leads the army, being vigilant and guarding against the external environment is the most basic qualities he should have, which is also the key to winning or self-protection.

When the five thousand soldiers drove to the foot of Guangfu Temple, Feng Qiudao began to feel uneasy.

Quiet is really too quiet. Although it is in the wilderness and there are no people, the dense forests are even silent, which makes it seem a bit unusual.

The keen intuition he had formed over the years made him feel that something was wrong with the camping place today, and the calm contained a strong murderous intent. It was like a knife hidden in the sheath, but you could still feel the murderous intent and bloody aura coming from the blade in the sheath.

The soldiers were sitting in groups of three or five everywhere, marching all day long, and they were exhausted. At this time, they each rested back to back. After gasping for a while, they stood up in groups of three and three, took off the military tent and food from the roller heavy truck, and then camped, raised fire, and started to work hard again.

"General Feng, you should go to rest too. Don't worry about it here anymore. They are all your old subordinates. You don't have to take care of the little things about cooking and camping in person." Xiao Huaiyuan came over and said with a smile. This was his first time with the army. After a sense of novelty, he was tired than anyone else, but because he was the deputy envoy of the imperial envoy, he was inconvenient to rest first, but instead checked around. He asked about his well-being, striving to be perfect in the soldiers and seeking a good reputation.

Feng Qiudao ignored it. He stared at the mountains and forests beside the camp with a serious expression. The forests were densely covered with trees. After nightfall, a faint hazy mist lingered on the side of the mountain. Bells and Buddhist singing came from time to time in the mist. It was the monks of Guangfu Temple on the mountain that started evening classes.

Everything is so normal, but so abnormal.

"Mr. Xiao, have you ever felt something was wrong?" Feng Qiudao stared at Jiang Lin, who was less than a thousand steps ahead, and asked lightly.

Xiao Huaiyuan looked at his gaze, then smiled and said, "This mountain is quiet and silent. It is quiet and ethereal. The Bodhi fruit achieved by the night bell and Fans singing makes people unable to help but develop a desire to avoid the world. It is really a good place to cultivate one's own self-cultivation," he said.

Feng Qiudao smiled and said, "We feel different. I never believe in the true fruit of Bodhi. I only see murderous intent in this mountain forest!"

Xiao Huaiyuan was stunned and then shocked: "General Feng, what do you mean?"

"If my intuition did not lie to me, there must be ambush in this forest." Feng Qiudao stroked the shiny armor on his body, but his tone was calm.

Xiao Huaiyuan looked at the mountains again with a panic expression, and there was a faint mist in his eyes. Apart from this, there was still no name.

"This, General Feng. Since you see there are ambushes, hurry up and arrange them!" Xiao Huaiyuan was sweating all over. After all, it was the first time he went on a war with the army. As soon as he encountered the battle formation, he began to be confused.

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Feng Qiudao laughed. The laughter was extremely cold: "It might be fine, although the brothers are tired, their armor has not been dismantled and their spear has not left. If the other party is familiar with the battle formation, they will never attack at this time. It is not too late to make arrangements after the brothers rest first and have a full meal."

"Why, why?" Xiao Huaiyuan kept wiping his sweat.

"The most tired and unprepared time for people is the third update in the middle of the night. If I were the other general, I would choose to steal the camp at the third update tonight. My brothers were tired all day and were sleeping soundly. If I led a surprise soldier into the camp and defeated it in one fell swoop. In this way, wouldn't it be twice the result with half the effort?"

"General Feng means that they will steal the camp at the third update?" Xiao Huaiyuan looked quite frightened.

"Maybe it's the third update. Maybe it's the fourth update. Haha, it's not now anyway. Let's go, Lord Xiao, I'm tired all day. It's time to have a full meal, but I'll go to fight to kill the enemy in a short time. It's not okay to not eat enough. Haha, do you like to eat barbecue? I'll ask my personal soldiers to give it to you."

Feng Qiudao drew Huaiyuan's shoulder and walked towards the handsome tent with a smile.

Xiao Huaiyuan was about to cry without tears. Is it because those who had been with Fang Zheng for a long time so heartless? The enemy is about to kill him, and you are still in the mood to eat barbecue?

The night is deep and cool as water.

After a day of marching, the soldiers were so tired that they fell asleep in the military tent. The camp tent was scattered in the shape of plum blossoms. The center of the plum blossoms was Feng Qiudao's tent and nearly a hundred mule carts. The snoring sounds in the tent came one after another, and it was continuous. A simple fence was surrounded by a border of the camp, and some guards such as horses and thorns were placed outside the fence. Teams of soldiers on night patrolled and patrolled. Despite their fatigue, the grass and military discipline of the Longwu Army were not slackened, and they were still so strict that they could not miss it.

In the dense forests, Yang Cheng was wearing black armor and holding a spear in his hand, quietly staring at the Longwu Military Camp, a thousand steps away. This action was particularly important to the Lord, so Yang Cheng had to lead the troops himself to seize the nearly 100 mule poisons in the Longwu Military Camp. Judging from the indentation on the mule cart along the way, the cart must be equipped with the six million taels of silver that the Lord urgently needed.

Yang Cheng led the five thousand soldiers behind him and had been secretly ambushing in the mountains and forests for two days. The master said it was right that you can attack here. You can retreat. If you can hide, you can move forward. If you can move forward, you can hide. If you can retreat, you can hide in the mountains and forests. There is no trace to be found. It is really a good place for surprise attacks.

Yang Cheng gently pulled a dogtail grass, stuffed the grass stem into his mouth and chewed it. A stream of sour and bitter grass juice spread in his mouth. Yang Cheng watched the bonfire far away outside the Longwu military camp, and his eyes showed admiration. He spit out the grass stem, and Weiran said: "Feng Qiudao is indeed a famous general in our dynasty. He has been tired for a long time. Although he is tired, his military discipline is still strict. Judging from his camp arrangement method, this person should not be underestimated."

A man with a general next to him said, "Tao Yang, should I attack?"

Yang Cheng looked up at the sky. The night was dark and the moon was getting west. In another hour, the sky was about to come.

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"Are you guys ready?" Yang Cheng turned his head and was heavy

The general nodded anxiously: "Fill the battle with a full meal, unsheathed the sword, and waited to drink the blood of the enemy!"

"Okay! Let's go down the command, we avoid the front gate and raid from the west. The fences were made very simple, and the powerful men were selected and the hammer was smashed open. Then we rushed in. Remember, one thousand people were responsible for ignition. One thousand people were responsible for ignition. One thousand people were responsible for striking the sleeping soldiers. One thousand people rushed to the commander's tent. Take Feng Qiudao's life. The remaining two thousand people drove away the mule cart. The generals took their own responsibility and should not be killed! Those who violated the situation would be killed!"

"Yes!" Several generals behind Yang Cheng whispered.

Soon, thousands of figures quietly walked out of the mountains and forests. Taking advantage of the dark night, thousands of people sneaked out of the mountains and forests, without making any sound.

When approaching the west side of the military camp, Yang Cheng suddenly waved his hand and then pressed it down lightly. Thousands of people leaned down in a consistent manner. Several big men with big arms and round waists stepped forward with hammers in their hands, and then vented their luck. Then they shouted loudly. A few loud "bang bang" sounds, and the fence outside the military camp was transported by them.

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The Longwu Army soldiers who were patrolling the sword were stunned, then quickly reacted and rushed towards the loud noise.

Yang Cheng's face showed a cold and cold smile. At this time, there was no need to hide his traces. He stood up and waved his spear forward. He shouted: "Brothers, go in! Those who take Feng Qiu's head on his knife will make their first contribution and reward a thousand taels of gold."

"Kill!" Thousands of soldiers shouted in unison in excitement, and everyone rushed towards the commander's tent of the Longwu Army Camp like a black tide in the deep night with an unstoppable momentum.

After rushing into the military camp, they quickly divided a thousand people, lit the torches, and began to ignite fires everywhere, food, camp tents, and big trucks, flammable objects were immediately lit, and the flames soared into the sky, illuminating half of the night sky.

Yang Cheng was the first to run towards the coach's tent. His eyes were filled with excitement and fanaticism. What made him so excited was not Feng Qiudao's life. Whether Feng Qiudao died or not had anything to do with the overall situation. What he was jealous of was nearly a hundred mule carts lined up outside the coach's tent, which contained the silver that the master urgently needed. If the money could be successfully sent to the master, he would receive praise and reward from his master.

While running, he didn't realize that the situation was wrong, and there were only the shouts of chaotic soldiers around him. The imagined Longwu Army responded in a panic and fled. He did not see the situation of four defeats and fleeing. At this moment, Yang Cheng only had nearly a hundred large cars in his eyes, but he ignored the external abnormality.

"Yang Touer.Yang Touer! Something is wrong!" A general came to report in panic.

"What's wrong?" Yang Cheng held a spear in his hand and was still running towards the cart, with a look of fanaticism in his eyes.

"Yang Touer. All the camps are empty! No one in the Longwu Army is seen! It seems that they have disappeared!" The general said anxiously, wiping his sweat.

"What?" Yang Cheng suddenly stopped in shock, and an ominous premonition gradually arose in his heart.

Yang Cheng's eyes had turned red, and he gritted his teeth. He ran towards the cart without saying a word. No matter what, those money was the ultimate goal of this operation.

When the cart was lifted up, dozens of large wooden boxes were loaded on each car, and seals were pasted on the lids. The seals were covered with official seals from the prefects of the seven prefectures in the northern provinces, and all the red eyes were shining.

"Haha. Hahaha" That's right, it's it!" He suppressed his sense of ominousness in his heart. Yang Cheng's mind was filled with silver and laughed to the sky with excitement.

The spear made a move like lightning and quickly opened the big lock on the box.

The box was opened and the scene inside surprised everyone.

"Stone? How could it be a stone?" Yang Cheng fell into hell like heaven, and shouted: "Where is silver? Where did silver go?"

Before everyone could react, they suddenly heard an arrow exploded in the air, and the tide-like shouts of killing came from the east of the camp.

"Tao Yang. It's not good! There's an ambush among us!" A general stumbled and shouted in panic: "This is a fucking trap."

Yang Cheng was stunned. He looked at the figures and torches standing a hundred steps away. They were wearing the gray uniforms of the Dragon Martial Army, holding spear signs, and walking towards the chaos army step by step with neat steps. Each soldier seemed to have a sarcastic smile, a cold smile, full of murderous intent.

At this moment, Yang Cheng's hands and feet suddenly became cold, and his heart continued to sink to the bottomless abyss.

"If anyone laughs again, I will hang him up and light the sky lantern, take off his clothes and light it. Fang Zheng looked up at the sky lantern and murmured to himself.

Several shadow managers hurriedly corrected their facial expressions, looking at the nose with serious eyes and the heart with their nose, without saying anything or moving.

No wonder they were laughing secretly. Fang Zheng still had a slap mark on his face, which was red and eye-catching, and it was difficult not to pay attention. No matter who had five slender finger marks on his face, it would always look very special.

Fang Zheng sighed happily, and his handsome face was so aggrieved that he was about to cry.

"You said, is it easy for me?"

"It's not easy. It's not easy, sir, you're wronged." The shadow manager hurriedly comforted him.

"Yes, I feel so wronged." Alas!" Fang Zheng sighed with a very resentful tone: "I am the imperial envoy of the court. I am a title of Duke. I was slapped by a civilian woman. It was really a traitor."

"Sir, I'm suffering!" Everyone felt sad.

"Tell me. Assaulting the police, what is wrong, how many years should I sentence to attack the imperial envoy?"

"Sir, at least you have to behead your head. Judging from the suffering you have suffered, at least you have to behead your family," said a shadow manager cleverly.

"Yes! At least I have to be beheaded, but I have a lot of them. If I say I can let her go, she will be let go. She has a hair short. Tell me, how broad is this state of my mind?"

"The deletion of the adult couplet is higher than the sky and deeper than the sea. It is really her second life lung magazine that the woman can meet the adult. "Good luck! Madam, Bodhisattva's heart!"

"Yes, yes, yes, the heart of the adults and Bodhisattvas is that the woman can be safe and sound is really her fate." Everyone nodded and agreed.

Fang Zheng was comforted by everyone for a while. Yuu was finally feeling a little cheerful, and a smile appeared on his face, and the eye-catching slap mark on his face was distorted and deformed in his smile, making him look particularly weird.

Yesterday, I didn't know what kind of nerves I was, but I pressed my hands on the woman's breasts. Fang Zheng dared to swear to the sky. At that time, he really didn't have any bad intentions and just wanted to tease the baby. Of course, the method might be used in the wrong way. No matter what, I shouldn't press my hands there. Although it was very big and soft, the pair of babies obviously did not belong to him. Not only could they not touch it, they could not even see it.

The result was obvious. In a hurry, shy and angry, Zheng threw Fang Zheng's mouth without thinking.

Zheng ran away in shame and anger with her baby in her arms. Of course Fang Zheng could not argue with her, so he could only get this slap. This was a mute, so he had to eat it. Yiren had already carried the baby, leaving only the fragrance of milk in her hands.

Unfolded the letter from Zheng, Fang Zhengqiu said with a face: "I'm asking you to come today to see this thing. This is the threat letter given to Li Boyan by the thief before I arrived in Suzhou. The letter stated that it would be clear to the imperial envoy. No clues about the tax case, otherwise his son would be torn to the ticket." Well, killing

A shadow manager took the letter, looked carefully at the candlelight in the house, then raised his head and said in confusion: "Sir, what is your purpose for asking me to see these things?"

"If you find clues, there is no other purpose. If you can take the position of in charge in the shadow, you must have your own abilities. You may be able to give me some tips on the matter of investigation and punishment."

"But, sir, how can you find clues just by just a few words?"

Fang Zheng sighed, these foolish ancient people really didn't understand anything,

Fang Zheng patiently unfolded the letter paper and pointed to the handwriting on it and explained: "Look, this is paper, right? This word is written in ink, right? Everyone has their own handwriting when writing, right? Are words and sentences rude or gentle, and what style is there in the writing? Everyone can see, right?"

He raised his head and faced everyone's puzzled faces, Fang Zheng slowly said: "These are clues. It is clearly placed in front of you, and I'm just waiting for you to discover it."

"The paper for this letter is obviously very luxurious. If you smell it carefully, do you smell a faint fragrance? What does this fragrance taste like? Who likes to use it? Where is it produced? The ink it uses is also very expensive Huisong ink. Judging from the handwriting, the words written by this person are very generous, with vigorous brushwork. They are penetrated through the back of the paper, and they clearly have a profound knowledge. And you see, every word on it, and the last stroke of it is vaguely picked to the right, and each word is written a little awkward. What does this mean? It means that he may be writing with his left hand, why did he write with his left hand? Because others may know the words written with his right hand, so he can only write with his left hand. Maybe. He is an acquaintance we know, maybe. He is an acquaintance that Li Boyan knows,"

Looking at the sudden expressions of everyone, Fang Zheng said in a deep voice: "Many cases and clues are actually placed in front of us. But we don't have the ability to discover them, but there are countless unjust cases and unsolved cases on these. In fact, no matter who violates the law of the king or does something that harms the heavens, they will always be found out. The law of heaven is clear and the law of the king is ruthless. There is a folk saying that says: "People are doing it, and God is watching." Unless you do it yourself. Look, were you like a headless fly just now, with no trace? But after I inspire you now, do you feel a sudden enlightenment? You are gone, the person behind the scenes is not as mysterious and powerful as you imagined, and he still leaves us with clues. He himself did not realize these clues at all, and this is an opportunity for us.

After a pause, Fang Zheng continued: "Now, you can check immediately to find out what the paper in this letter is, where to buy it, who the buyer is, where the ink strips used for writing are produced and where to sell it. It can be seen that the paper and ink are very expensive, with exquisite texture, which is not something that ordinary people use to surprise them, and the buyer should be very easy to confirm. In addition, please ask a few masters of skilled calligraphy to get the handwriting of all the princes and ministers in the capital, compare them one by one, and see who has his handwriting similar to the one on this letter. Even if he writes with his left hand, a person has written the same style of font since he was a child. Even if he uses his left hand, he must have unconsciously brought his previous style with him. It should not be difficult to compare. I have a feeling that the person behind the scenes is not far from us. Maybe he is close to us, and he is hidden among us."

Everyone responded with a loud bang.

Fang Zheng was deeply impressed by the fact that he could find so many clues in a letter. It was unheard of them that he could find clues in the texture of the letter paper and the use of ink, so this time everyone praised Fang Zheng with sincerity.

Fang Zheng smiled with a smile. It turned out that some methods from his previous life were very useful in ancient times. They thought that people could not think about it. He took the initiative. He had a premonition that the person behind the scenes might appear soon.

Sorry, it's 2 am now and it's too late.

But this matter is blamed on Telecom. I was done at night! I clicked more than I could. I found that it was disconnected when uploading. So I kept making complaints and checking computers, network cables and cats. It was only now that I had to log in.

Sorry, I bowed.”
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