Suddenly, there was a sharp horn sound, and someone was shouting in privet dialect.

The privet warrior below had an angry expression on his face and began to look around. It was obvious that his intrusion had been exposed.

Xin Qiji knew that if he didn't leave now, he might not have a chance, so he took out fireworks from the observation deck and set them off in the sky.

Soon, huge explosions sounded on three sides of the enemy camp at the same time.

There was chaos in the camp again, and they began to pick up weapons, thinking that the Song army had taken the initiative to attack.

Xin Qiji took advantage of the chaos and escaped from the river with the token.

Seeing that he was about to escape, Xin Qiji suddenly stopped. Although he had found some information, the discovery was insignificant.

If we continue to wait here, we might be able to find something during the day.

Moreover, there was chaos in the camp at this time, so it was easier for him to hide.

Xin Qiji turned around decisively and entered the camp again.

After the three people outside fled back, they reported the situation to Yue Fei.

Yue Fei nodded and signaled Zhang Xian to lead his people to respond.

This is the next morning.

Looking at the enemy camp that had calmed down and the empty open space outside the camp, Yue Fei sighed and said nothing.

This general named Xin Qiji was a person he admired very much, but he might never see him again.

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In Bianliang City, inside the Xinxiangguo Temple.

A group of people were sitting in the courtyard, and the one in the middle was Song Jiang, who was praying for Baoyi in time for rain.

They were still drinking and eating meat, punching each other and shouting. It seemed that everyone was living in a state of drunkenness and dreams, and they were a group of happy, carefree people.

They have been imprisoned in the heavenly prison for too long. They all have endless energy that needs to be released, and wine and meat are the best objects to release.

In that dark cell, there was no food, and all the prisoners could only hold on.

Lu Zhishen drank too much and wanted to compete with Lin Chong again, but Lin Chong was not in the mood. Wu Song next to him saw it and said with a smile: "I'm here to learn about my brother's Zen staff."

Lu Zhishen was overjoyed and started fighting with Wu Song.

Over there, Li Kui's blood boiled with excitement, and he glanced at Yan Qing. He gave Yan Qing a chance, and uu Kanshu www.uukanshu.com was about to sweep him down.

"Tieniu, what are you doing!" Yan Qing reacted very quickly. After dodging, he said with a smile: "I think you are looking for a beating again."

The people around him burst into laughter.

Song Jianghe also laughed, but his laughter was a bit exaggerated.

In fact, many attentive brothers have discovered that Brother Song is particularly happy today, his dark face is flushed, and he talks a lot more energetically.

They didn't take it seriously at all. They were all reckless men. How to understand these changes required a lot of emotional fluctuations.

Among the crowd, only Wu Yong saw it most clearly. He couldn't help but ask: "Brother Gongming, why are you so happy today?"

Song Jiang smiled and said, "I can't hide anything from you!"

"Is there something happy?" Wu Yong asked, half jokingly, half tentatively.

When Wu Yong heard that something good was going on, he couldn't help but continue to ask: "What on earth is going on?"

Song Jiang lay on his shoulder and whispered: "The fight has begun..."

Wu Yongtong shrank, turned his head slightly, and said: "Is the fight about to begin?"

Song Jiang nodded, "This time it's absolutely true, it's finally going to be lively."

"What do we do?"

The moods of Wu Yong and Song Jiang were completely different. One was cheerful and happy, while the other had worry written all over his face.

Song Jiang smiled and said: "I have been waiting for this opportunity for too long."

His eyes were looking into the distance, which was in the direction of the Zhengjing Gate. His eyes were very scattered, and his expression was hazy, as if he had remembered something from the past and was lost in memories.

Only Song Jiang himself knew that he was looking at the Three Holy Temples.

There are three statues of gods enshrined there, namely Pangu, Jiutian Xuannv and Li Yu.

No one has ever seen Pangu, so Song Jiang is certainly not remembering him, and it is even less likely that Li Yu is.
Chapter completed!