Guarding Beiliang, the opening summons the Luowang organization

In autumn, the night temperature in the steppe is low.

Chu Ying led thousands of black horses to rest, roasting a bonfire, looking at the black and reckless earth in the distance.

The black horse leader Han Si walked to Chu Ying’s side with the wine sac and asked, “Your Highness, shall we follow tomorrow?” ”

Chu Ying took the wine sac and took a sip, and said lightly: “No, it’s useless to follow it any longer, we’ll go to other places tomorrow.” ”

“Somewhere else?” Han Si was puzzled.

Chu Ying said: “In the army of Donghu this time, there are many people from other tribes, since they dare to collude with the beggars, they naturally have to pay the price. ”

Han Si thought for a moment and said, “His Highness wants to go to their lair?” ”

Chu Ying looked at Han Sicai, nodded and smiled: “You are right, they made a big move this time, the hometown must be empty, we should take the initiative to attack instead of staying in the city.” ”

Han Sicai said, “But Your Highness, the grassland is so big, how can we find their lair?” ”

When Chu Ying heard this, she smiled mysteriously: “Well, naturally someone will send us news.” ”

Han Si saw Chu Ying say this, and knew that His Royal Highness had a plan, so he didn’t ask more.

A cloud of ink covered the moonlight, and the bonfire in front of Chu Ying suddenly shook.

“Who!” Han Si drew his sword and stood up in an instant, his eyes sharply looking ahead.

I saw an old man with a dead wood cane standing there in front of the bonfire, like a ghost, appearing silently.

The surrounding cavalry reacted equally quickly, and immediately got up and surrounded them, staring at the old man with sharp eyes.

Chu Ying did not move, took a sip of wine indifferently, and then glanced at the old man and spoke, “What are you?” ”

Who knew that the old man suddenly knelt down on one knee and said respectfully: “Subordinate Deadwood, Lord Zhao’s Tianzi killer, has seen His Highness.” ”

“Oh? Are you Zhao Gao’s person? Chu Ying was a little curious.

The people in Luo Net are basically familiar to him, especially the Tianzi killer, he knows them all, how come he has never heard of such a person as “dead wood”.

Deadwood Old Man: “Yes.” ”

Chu Ying put her hands on her knees, stared at the dead wood coldly, and said, “I remember, there should be no you among the Luowang Tianzi killers.” ”

Old man of dead wood: “The subordinate is newly received by Lord Zhao, and His Highness naturally does not know the subordinate.” ”

Chu Ying was slightly surprised, he didn’t expect Zhao Gao to be so efficient, and since the other party knew Zhao Gao, he thought it was right.

Chu Ying looked at the dead wood old man for a while and asked, “Luo Net is all in the name of the sword, what about your sword?” ”

The deadwood old man picked up the wooden staff in his hand and said, “Go back to Your Highness, your subordinate’s sword is here.” ”

Chu Ying glanced at the wooden staff in the deadwood hand, and sensed that there was indeed a sword intent hidden inside, so he nodded and said, “So it is, is this your deadwood sword, it’s a good sword.” ”

“Thank you Your Highness for your compliment.” The deadwood old man was respectful.

Han Sicai and the cavalry next to him were a little confused, they couldn’t figure out what the situation was, this old man who suddenly appeared was His Highness’s person?

Chu Ying saw the surrounding soldiers standing in place, so he waved his hand and said, “It’s okay, you guys continue to rest.” ”

“Yes!” The cavalry answered with fists clenched.

When the surrounding soldiers dispersed, Chu Ying asked the dead wood: “So, you suddenly appeared in front of me, is there something wrong?” ”

The dead wood old man took out a piece of sheepskin from his arms, held it in both hands, and said: “There is important information here under my subordinates, and the matter is urgent, so I will directly come to report to His Highness, and hope that His Highness will forgive him.” ”

Han Si walked over vigilantly, took the sheepskin in the dead wood hand, and after making sure that there was no danger, he handed it to Chu Ying to see.

Chu Ying took the sheepskin and spread it out, and after looking at it for a while, her brows couldn’t help but wrinkle.

“Immortality… The poison of the bones…”

Your uncle’s, isn’t this the ancient version of the virus war!

Changsheng Tian, a mysterious organization in Donghu, is said to have many powerful wizards, each of whom is good at witchcraft and poison, and is said to be able to communicate with the gods and call themselves “divine messengers”.

But in fact, this is a group of disciples who have fallen into the evil and crooked path, specializing in some side things, which makes people smell and change.

Although Chu Ying didn’t know what this “bone poison” was, just by listening to the name, he knew that it was not a good thing.

According to Chu Ying’s understanding of the “Immortal Heaven” urine nature, this is definitely some kind of poison that can cause mass destruction.

In fact, Donghu once did this kind of thing, and in history, Changsheng Tian once helped Donghu Khan invade a dynasty [Jin] before Daliang, and poisoned millions of soldiers and civilians in the frontier with witchcraft, and the residual poison has not been eradicated for nearly a hundred years.

Later, it was not until the founding of Da Liang that it was slowly eliminated, and Changsheng Tian also passed through this incident and was known by people under the sky.

However, the immortal heaven is very mysterious, and it generally rarely appears in front of the eyes of the world, like a group of mice hiding in the shadows, sneaky.

Unexpectedly, this time, this group of rats actually jumped out and wanted to attack him Beiliang.

When Chu Ying thought of this, the killing intent in her eyes directly burst out, and the surrounding air was suffocating like a mud for a while.

PS: Ask for flowers~