Yingfeng Village is not big, built on a hillside, with its back against a cliff, and could not accommodate ten thousand soldiers. Cui Hong specially expanded the village. The guardian was Zhao Mengli, the left general of the Southern Army. Cui Hong promoted his old subordinates and was as loyal to the Grand Tutor as a dog.

"Uncle Zhao San blocked an arrow for my father on the battlefield. One of his arms was ruined. It was difficult to let him hand over the village. Unless my father ordered, even if the emperor stood here, he would not be able to open the door." Cui Teng covered his eyes with his hands and watched the mountain. "Uncle Zhao San is old and in poor health. If he dies suddenly, the problem will be solved."

For Han Ruzi, speed is everything. The Southern Army behind him is in an ambiguous and vague state. Once he stops to think, it is hard to say what he will do. There is also Baiqiao Town in the rear. If he cannot quickly bring back a large number of soldiers, Cai Xinghai's little man will never stop Cui Taifu who is fighting back after the news.

Cui Sheng had just come down from the mountain and said with a bitter face: "There is no way. The old man is more stubborn than a cow. He can't hold on and cannot walk. Otherwise, we will go back to Baiqiao Town first. When I convince my father, Zhao Mengli will naturally join the village."

Han Ruzi turned around and looked at the Southern Army, and there was no end to see at first sight. These people were busy rushing to the road. Once they stopped, they would have the opportunity to observe Juehou and carefully analyze the false and real rumors.

With a strong momentum and unable to stop at the last moment, Han Ruzi said to Cui Sheng: "I want to see General Zhao, you can lead the way." He also said to Cui Teng, Chao Hua and the veteran general of Baiqiao Town: "You three stay and wait for my order."

Cui Teng is more willing to go up the mountain, "Uncle Zhao San is familiar with me, I will lead the way for Juanhou."

"No, you are not a general of the Southern Army." Han Ruzi insisted on leaving Cui Teng at the foot of the mountain, because except for the small number of Northern Army brought by Chao Hua, the second son of the Cui family was the only one he could believe.

Han Ruzi had no other choice. He is not just walking on the tightrope now, but is more like standing on the top of the waves, carefully maintaining balance. Even so, the waves under his feet can still smash him to pieces if they change slightly.

Cui Sheng led the way, Han Ruzi rode a horse and followed him with only one guard.

Meng E was dressed in the costumes of Northern Army soldiers and was always with Juenhou.

Above the village gate, Zhao Mengli, the left general of the Southern Army, saw Cui Sheng who was returning. Before the other party could speak, he shouted loudly: "General Sheng, it's useless to say more. You should go back to Baiqiao Town and tell Juanhou that I am a lackey of Grand Tutor Cui. If the owner doesn't speak, the dog will not move away."

Cui Sheng laughed twice, pointed at the people around him and said, "Mr. Juanhou is here, Uncle Zhao San, please tell him personally."

Han Ruzi was wearing the armor of an ordinary general. Zhao Mengli didn't see it special. He looked closely and said, "I've finished speaking, Juehou heard it."

Han Ruzi nodded and raised his voice and said, "Gen. Zhao claimed to be a loyal dog. Okay, can you tell me, when the loyal dog saw his master die, should he run over to save the master, or stay there to pretend to be loyal to him? If the old general Zhao doesn't believe me, he should capture me alive. If he believes me, he will send troops with me to Baiqiao Town."

Zhao Mengli yelled, without an answer.

Han Ruzi opened her arms and said, "I'm here. If General Zhao really cares about the safety of Grand Tutor Cui, please open the village door and let me in. Let's have a face-to-face conversation."

Zhao Mengli looked down at the foot of the mountain. The Southern Army was gathering, but there was no arrangement of formation and could not charge for a while. Looking at the village gate, there were only Cui Sheng, Juenhou and a guard.

"Open the door." Zhao Mengli finally ordered.

The village gate slowly opened, and Han Ruzi was about to enter, and Cui Sheng advised beside him: "Mr. Juanhou, don't blame me for not reminding you that Zhao Mengli was born in the army, had never studied, and did not understand the etiquette of high and low status. When he got angry, no one could stop him except his father. He would really kill people."

Han Ruzi smiled and said, "No matter how strong the dog is, it is still a dog. What's so scary?"

Han Ruzi was actually a little scared, so he glanced at Meng E before riding his horse into Yingfeng Village.

Cui Sheng looked at Juehou in surprise, and never thought that this was the gentle and elegant boy back then. So he followed him, but he was not afraid of Zhao Mengli. As long as he did not meddle in other people's business, his life would always be saved.

Zhao Mengli had already walked down the gatehouse and stood on the main road with a group of generals and guards, as if to welcome Juehou, but they all held the knife and gun, standing without kneeling.

The village gate slowly closed behind him. Han Ruzi rode his horse and rode within ten steps in front of Zhao Mengli before stopping, looking down at the old general.

Zhao Mengli looked much older than Taifu Cui, but was called "Uncle San". He must be self-confident. When he was young, he had a big bra and round waist and had a few remaining parts. There were three or four scars on his face. His right arm drooped weakly. His waist knife was directly inserted to the right side of the belt. He held the knife in his left hand and seemed to have mastered the movement of drawing the knife with his left hand.

Han Ruzi glanced at him and saw that this was a general who was extremely strict in the army. Such a big thing happened, but the village was not at all confused. No one was wandering around, and no one whispered. The dozens of generals and guards around Zhao Mengli were in a uniform manner, either holding knives or holding guns. While staring at Juehou, he also paid attention to General Zhao's every move with his light.

They are a group of dogs controlled by "loyal dogs".

Han Ruzi jumped off his horse and strode to Zhao Mengli, "I am the new Northern Army Grand Sima, the imperial edict"

"It has nothing to do with the imperial edict." Zhao Mengli looked like he didn't care if the sky fell. "I only obeyed the orders of Taifu Cui. Do you have his handwritten letter?"

"No, and I know that Grand Tutor Cui will not send you handwritten books again."

Zhao Meng stared at Juenhou with his sinister eyes, waiting for the young man to take a move.

Han Ruzi looked at his opponent's eyes and saw deep contempt and ruthlessness. Cui Sheng was right. Zhao Mengli dared to kill people, and the royal relatives and imperial edicts had no effect on him.

Cui Taifu once regained the Southern Army with his own strength. He had his own skills to employ people. Most of the soldiers loyal to him were taken to the capital, leaving only Zhao Mengli, which was still extremely difficult to deal with.

Han Ruzi couldn't keep silent, he had to continue talking.

"Tao Tuan Cui led 60,000 Southern Army to the capital, thinking that he could easily defeat the Eighth Camp of the Suwei. He was wrong, and he was very wrong. Now the emperor and the Queen Mother have both recovered. The imperial edict on me is evidence. In order to protect His Majesty and the Queen Mother, the Eighth Camp of the Suwei will swear to defend the city to the death. With only 60,000 Southern Army, we will not be able to attack for a year."

Han Ruzi paused and continued: "General Han Xing has gathered a hundred thousand troops in Hangu Pass and is heading to the capital to protect the enemy. Sixty thousand southern troops will enter the net."

Cui Sheng, who was standing aside, kept nodding. He had already believed what Juanhou had said to be true.

"Not only that, the 100,000 Northern Army is also heading south at this moment."

The Northern Army claimed to be 100,000, but in fact there were only more than 80,000 people. Han Ruzi said casually, not exaggeratingly, but Zhao Mengli on the opposite side sneered, "Jianhou is really good at talking."

"Don't you believe it?"

"Does Juanhou think the Southern Army is a decoration here? The scouts I sent are far away from Mancang and come back twice a day to report the news. The Northern Army's every move is in my control, and they have never moved any place."

"At this moment." Han Ruzi refused to give in and her face did not blush. Instead, she took a step forward, "Your scout is rushing back desperately."

"Then let's wait for the scout to come back." Zhao Mengli was unmoved. He was not tall, but he was extremely imposing. It was a kind of indifference cultivated in killing. He didn't care about the so-called threat at all. Whether the Northern Army set out or not, he didn't seem to care.

Han Ruzi encountered a tough guy, which was even more difficult than he expected, so he quickly glanced at other generals. It was definitely not easy to be a subordinate of Zhao Mengli. They didn't pay attention to what Juanhou said, and they all held the weapons tightly and waited for an order.

"I'll wait with you." Han Ruzi pretended to be relaxed, "There are 10,000 Southern Army in the village, and 30,000 Southern Army are coming outside, leaving me behind, and all 40,000 Southern Army belong to you. Going south can save the Lord, and going north is enough to order the 100,000 Northern Army."

Zhao Mengli's eyes changed for the first time. His hand holding the knife relaxed slightly. He thought for a while and asked, "If everything you said is true, I really doubt you are planning to save the Taifu?"

"Teacher Cui's daughter is my wife." Han Ruzi said slowly.

"The Grand Tutor has more than one son-in-law." Zhao Mengli replied.

"Of course, Grand Tutor Cui only supports the son-in-law who can win, and I also need him. With the help of the Southern Army, I can return to the capital without bloodshed. So I can save Grand Tutor Cui, and he is willing to be saved by me, and we are tacit."

Zhao Mengli is the confidant of Taifu Cui. She understands the Taifu’s thoughts a little bit, and believes in Han Ruzi’s words three or four points. She releases the hilt of the knife with her left hand, "Then let the Juehou stay, if the situation is really like what you said."

"It's too late!" Cui Sheng interrupted anxiously. He was completely convinced by Juehou, and the more he heard it, the more shocked he became, "Once my father fights with Suwei, he will be responsible for the crime of corruption, then that's it."

Zhao Mengli said coldly: "Pervailing General, you should believe in your own son. If the situation changes, the Taifu can tell at a glance whether to fight or to reconcile, whether to advance or retreat. He has his own sense. We have no other ability, just keep the family for him."

Zhao Mengli looked at Han Ruzi a few more times, "If Juenhou is the good son-in-law of the Cui family, he should believe in the Taifu's vision."

"Of course, so I'm willing to stay in the village and wait for news with you." Han Ruzi had no other choice.

Zhao Mengli waved his left hand, the generals let go of the hilt, and the guards raised their spears to express the elimination of hostility.

"Please." Zhao Mengli turned sideways.

"Please." Han Ruzi said.

One from left to right, the two walked towards the lobby at the highest point, stepping on the stone steps.

As soon as I walked to the door of the lobby, a shout suddenly came from behind: "The scout returns to the village!"

Han Ruzi's heart skipped a beat, Zhao Mengli stopped and turned around, looking at the scouts running towards the gate of the village, feeling that he should say something to the son-in-law of the Taifu, "Don't care, I'm just a rude man, I can only fight, I don't know anything else, if"

Han Ruzi kept nodding and suddenly hugged Zhao Mengli's healthy left arm with both hands.

Zhao Mengli was stunned. He couldn't tell whether this was intimacy or something else. He just felt that Juehou was young and his hand was unexpectedly strong. He suddenly felt something was wrong. He was about to throw it away with force, but he felt a pain in his neck and was stabbed by something.

Meng E knew what Juanhou wanted to do, but she didn't draw her sword. She raised her arm and showed the dagger, hitting Zhao Mengli's back neck.

This attack was accurate. Even if a master from the martial arts world was killed, he would have died. Zhao Mengli did not. He roared, raised Jue Hou's entire body with his left arm, turned around and smashed him towards the attacker.

Meng E quickly drew her sword and stabbed Zhao Mengli in the throat in a flash.

Grand Tutor Cui's "loyal dog" finally fell down, and Han Ruzi also fell down, but his hands still refused to let go.

Meng E kicked her feet gently, and Han Ruzi then reacted and stood up quickly. He saw that there were swords and guns in front, back and left and right. The closest ones were only a few feet apart. The reason why these people had not taken action was because they were too surprised. Moreover, General Zuo did not order Zhao Mengli to govern the army too strictly. He did not speak and no one dared to move.

Han Ruzi's eyes crossed the sword and gun, looked at the scout who had stopped halfway due to surprise, patted the dust on his body, raised one foot, stepped on the head of the corpse, and said:

"The soldiers of the Great Chu stand on the right, and the Zhao family's lackey stand on the left." To be continued
Chapter completed!