In the afternoon, just as Ronald and his new nobles were discussing negotiation countermeasures, a conspiracy was also underway.

In a remote street in Xicheng District, an ordinary closed carriage parked on the side of the road. In fact, after the carriage arrived half an hour ago, it stopped quietly here and did not move. However, because there were no passers-by, it did not seem abrupt.

After a while, a young man with a honest and honest face suddenly appeared at the entrance of the alley not far away, and then quickly glanced around with his flexible eyes that were not commensurate with his appearance, looking very alert.

After confirming that there was no danger around, the young man took a few steps and quickly stepped onto the carriage. The door opened slightly and the person rushed in.

This scene happened very quickly, only about three seconds at most, so it did not attract anyone's attention.

In addition to the young man who had just entered, there was also a middle-aged man holding a teacup and closing his eyes slightly. This person, Don Eun and Joshia, were all familiar with him. He was the senior executive of a secret institution. Enoke, who had first removed from the tavern at noon.

The carriage fell into silence, with only the curling smoke of smoke from the tea cup and the slight sound of Enoke sucking tea.

The honest young man was very patient. He waited for Enoke, who had a full face of enjoyment, to finish the tea sip and put down the tea cup before he bent over and signaled: "Sir, the matter is done."

Enoch opened his eyes and said calmly: "Oh? Let's hear it."

"Master, a gang of people was looking at us when we evacuated from the tavern today."

Enoch nodded with a smile, then asked, "Has Done, Joshya and the others noticed it?"

"No." The young man shook his head. "Tang En and the others were still in the tavern at that time, and after I found those people outside, I intercepted them first."

"Have you done it?" Enoch asked frowned and frowned.

The young man did not deny: "I just passed two moves when I started first, nothing happened. Well, they are both very strong, I am not an opponent." I am not an opponent.

"Haha, it's so strong, I'm afraid they are not strong enough!" Enoch smiled and sighed, stretched out his hand and gently knocked on the wall of the car. He continued to ask, "What?"

"They are very interested in the cooperation we have proposed, but they should not be the headmaster. They just said that they would convey my meaning and ask me to meet again tonight."

"Okay!" Enoch smiled and patted the young man's shoulder with praise, "I'm sure I tried my best to get you to join a secret agency. Sure enough, I didn't disappoint me. Don't worry, if this matter is done, your benefits will be indispensable."

"Thank you, sir." Joy appeared in the young man's eyes, and he quickly bowed again, with a greedy look on his face.

Seeing this, Enoke's eyes flashed slightly and then put them away. He said solemnly: "I will create opportunities for you tonight, and you must get the roadmap. Remember, be careful in everything... Well, especially pay attention to Tang En. That person is really alert, and if there is any flaw, you will be seen through."

"Don't worry, sir. sir, sir, never dare to be careless."

"That's best." Enoch nodded and smiled. "But don't be too reserved. I still believe in your skills. Moreover, you have not exposed your identity. It is most appropriate to do this... There is still some time to come and know that you like to drink, drink a few drinks, and just consider it a celebration of success. Oh, this is tea, wait for me to find a bottle of wine."

Enoch turned out another cup, touched the teapot and stopped again, patted his forehead, shook his head and laughed, and then found a bottle of fine-necked crystal bottle with exquisite packaging from behind.

"The wine is called the Ice Flame Volcano." He raised the bottle, and the blue liquid inside rolled and flowed like the bright sea water. Enoch said proudly, "I don't like drinking, but I like to collect things. This was obtained at an auction when I was a noble several years ago. The price was at that time... Well, 18,000 gold coins."

"One, 18,000 gold coins!" The young man opened his mouth, looked at the small crystal bottle and was shocked, then came to his senses, with a panic on his face, "How can this make it difficult for villains to taste such valuable things."

"Haha, I said you're good enough. And since it's wine, you always have to drink it." Enoch took out a knife and dug out the cork on the bottle. With a "pop", a strange fragrance filled the entire carriage.

The young man's throat rolled and swallowed with a little difficulty: "Then, that villain is not polite."

"It's just that you want to be polite! Come on, cheers." Enoch poured the wine and handed one of the glasses to the young man, then said with a bold cup.

The young man took the pampered hands, kowtowed, and clinked the cups with a pleasant sound, and couldn't wait to raise his head and drink it.

"Tsk, 18,000 gold coins... It turns out that good wine!" The young man was not very old, but it seemed to be a great thing in the cup. He swallowed it with a look of enjoyment after closing his eyes.

Enoch seemed to be really not good at drinking, but only one drink, a little red cloud appeared on his face. He smiled and pushed the bottle directly over, "Since that's the case, I'll give you this bottle of wine. I still prefer drinking tea, haha."

The young man really liked this thing, so he no longer postponed it and poured another cup: "Thank you, sir, then I wish you can take over the secret organization after this incident."

"Haha, I love to hear these words." There were no outsiders here, and Enoch finally showed his ambition to take charge of the secret agency, and he raised his head and drank the tea.

"Tsk... It's not me that the leader of this secret institution should be the adults. Then Joshia is just a yellow-haired girl. If it weren't for the adults' assistance, could this secret institution reach its current level? Swish..."

"Haha, I don't care about the leader of this secret agency, but I must take the power of intelligence in my hands." After pausing, Enoch looked angry, "It's a pity that this Tang En child has ruined my great cause again and again!"

"Yes, it's this Tang En who is here to disrupt the situation. But don't worry, they will definitely die at the hands of those people tomorrow night." The so-called soft-handedness and short-spokenness of people. In addition, this young man was originally under Enoke, so he naturally shared the same hatred and looked angry.

"It's hard. Joshia is a little bit possible, but Don't..." Enoch shook his head with a bitter taste on his lips. "He is too strong. The earth-level warriors were unable to kill him before, and it's unlikely that these people could kill him. Well, you come to meet tonight and explain Joshia's strength to those people. As for Don't just say it's powerful, don't scare them away... Well. As long as Joshia dies, our goal will be achieved."

"The villain understands!"

Enoch nodded and said casually: "Well, keep drinking the bar. By the way, this wine is called Volcano, so you know it is very powerful and quite intoxicating. Just drink half a bottle, so as not to miss the big thing. After the remaining half bottle is successful, it will not be too late for you and I to taste it together."

"Okay, I'll listen to you. Please, sir, I'll give you another cup!"

"Haha, OK..."

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At night, there are hundreds of thousands of mountains. Bonfires are lit, and the moon is shadowed and stars are sparse.

After Joshia quarreled with the noble negotiating group for most of the day, a skirmish occurred between the two armies of the squad.

Of course, it is called a skirmish, but in this environment where nearly 200,000 troops are accumulated, any small conflict may become the direct fuse of the fierce war.

Temporary garrison of the Gray-Clothed Army. Large Central Army Treasure.

The atmosphere was very dull, and several ministers including Losha, Oumeng, Bosco, who came with the army gathered here.

Among them, Luosha's face was a little awe-inspiring. Oumon was completely gloomy and Bosco had no expression on his face, making people unable to see anything. The other ministers were a little complicated. Some held their hands with their shoulders, and their faces had a look that they had known, while others obviously disagreed...

Wow... the curtain was lifted, and a young officer wearing armor walked in.

It was Borg, feeling the suffocating atmosphere in the tent, and did not dare to say more. He walked closer and bowed directly: "Chief, the matter has been investigated clearly."

Luosha had a blank expression on his face: "Tell me!"

"Yes." Borg did not dare to neglect and said quickly, "Gori, the commander of the Sword Group of the Second Division of the Fourth Army, led a battalion of troops to annihilate the three patrol spear brigades of Bran. Then, when he was killing Bran's position, I was discovered by my scout. Now he has been captured and is outside the tent. In addition, um, General Bran is now calling out to be scolded outside the garrison."

After the words came to a close, the tent fell into silence again.

Oumeng pounded his palms violently, with both thunder and anger on his face and a little unbearable look on his face. The ministers looked at each other, shook their heads lightly, and frowned. Then all their eyes focused on Luosha.

The expression on Luosha's face still did not change, and it was unknown whether there was a storm in his heart. After a while, he closed his eyes suddenly, let out a light breath, and said, "Who did the first move?"

Borg hesitated for a while, gritted his teeth and said, "It's Gori."

As if nothing unexpected happened, Luosha continued to ask, "Why?"

"I don't know... I asked, but he didn't want to say it."

Nodded, Luosha pondered for a while, and his eyes fell: "Take him in!"

"Yes!" Borg bowed and withdrew, and in just over ten seconds, he walked in again with a middle-aged strong man tied with his hands. There was no doubt that this was Gori.

“Loosen your ties and sit down!”

When Borg heard this, he untied the rope first, then brought a chair and placed it behind Gori. However, Gori did not sit down and just stood there with his head down.

Luosha got up, walked around the table and walked into Go, staring for a moment, neither side spoke. Gori seemed to see a flower in his military boots, and did not look up, but his temples still seeped out of sweat, and they prolonged their hair along the strands.

"I remember you." Luosha suddenly spoke, "You joined the Gray Army six years ago. I remember you had an elderly mother and two brothers at that time. How are they now?"

Gori was still silent, his forehead was sweating slid down to the tip of his nose, hanging without falling.

"Why? Why did you lead troops to attack privately... Are you dissatisfied with my decision, thinking that I am cowardly and dare not enter the city? Or do you want to prove something? Prove that you are very powerful. One battalion eliminates the three squadrons of enemies and launches a fearless charge at tens of thousands of people. Prove it to us that the enemy is very weak, so we can easily defeat it, so we should attack the city... Gori!" Luosha suddenly yelled, shocking Gori and everyone here trembled, "Answer me! Why?"

"Because both of my brothers died at their hands, because I want to take revenge, I want to kill them all, kill them all..." Goli suddenly took a step back and knocked away the seat. He waved his hands and raised his head and roared sadly. His eyes were red and evil spirits were everywhere. After roaring for dozens of times, his voice was hoarse like a dying unwilling beast.

The sound stopped, but the thunder sound still echoed in the ears of everyone in the tent for a long time. Borg, who was retreating to the door, frowned when he saw this, stared at Gori, who seemed to have lost his mind, bent his body slightly, and took two steps forward. However, as Luosha waved his hand, he retreated silently.

"Avenge, haha, it's revenge again..." murmured. Luosha looked a little low, and a sarcastic smile appeared on his lips. It seemed to be a mockery of this reason, and it seemed to be a discouragement towards himself.

Taking a deep breath, Luosha slightly regained his expression, and his tone was a little desolate: "Since its establishment, there have been hundreds of thousands of people killed and injured in the Gray Army. Your brother is dead. You want to take revenge. Other people's brothers and other relatives and brothers die. Do you also want to take revenge? What about the common people in the world, they are under humiliation and oppression every moment. Who avenges them? Just kill and kill like this... Then what is the meaning of the existence of the Gray Army?"

The last sentence was roared, with a little sharp voice, not as powerful as Gori before. But it did make everyone present tremble. It has been a long time since they saw Luo Shacha swearing, and they have not remembered it several times.

"You know how to avenge your grudges! You know how to attack the city! You know how to vent... Have you ever thought about what to do in the future? You may not care about revenge, but have you ever thought about what those who follow us and those who follow us think? You have the ability to take revenge. But who will rely on their stable life? Just rely on such endless killing..."

"You don't understand...you don't understand...you don't understand..."

At the end, Luo Sha's eyes were slightly red, her eyes drooped, and her tone gradually became hoarse and deep, and she seemed a little tired.

The gray-clothed army is growing, and more and more people come to join us. They may just come with a beautiful vision. But when they gather at Luosha, it has become a mountain of pressure. For more than ten years, she has never lacked a perseverance to withstand all this, nor has she ever exposed these pressures. But not expressing it does not mean that she doesn't care. On the contrary, as a leader, she will only consider more and bear more. The short-term outbreak undoubtedly shows what it is.

Except for Bosco, all the ministers were shocked when they heard this. Luosha said this to Gori, but it was also to them. You know, since the army stopped and stationed, they have looked for Luosha many times every day for this matter.

"Your two brothers died on the battlefield. They are heroes of the gray-clothed army and will be heroes in the hearts of many civilians in the future. But unfortunately, you are not..." After the fire broke out, Luosha's expression calmed down. He left this sentence and turned around and walked back to his seat.

Gori was still silent, with a trace of guilt flashing on his face, his lips squirmed as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just buried his head lower.

After sitting back, Luosha pursed her lips and turned to ask, "Old Marshal, lead troops out of the camp without authorization. According to military rules, what should we do?"

Oumeng glanced at Gori and said in a deep voice: "According to military rules, we should be killed!"

"Chief..." Several ministers shook their bodies when they heard this, and they spoke at the same time. Luo Sha glanced over and said calmly, "What do you have any questions?"

Several ministers looked at each other and felt uneasy. Gori was considered an old man in the gray-clothed army and knew them a lot. Seeing that he was in trouble, it would be unreasonable to not help him. Moreover, Luosha's gray-clothed army has been established for so many years, and no senior general has died under military regulations. Now that they have opened this, they are afraid of hurting the hearts of other generals.

Bosco glanced at his colleagues with slight contempt, then sighed and said, "Chief, Gori violated military rules and was punished for crimes. There is no doubt about this. But now the enemy is in front of us, we might as well ease it first, so that he can make meritorious service..."

As soon as the words were finished, the silent Gori suddenly bent his knees and bowed to everyone present, then stood up and said, "I am wrong about this, I am willing to accept military law."

"Oh..." Bosco was stunned when he saw this, then shook his head and sighed softly. In fact, it was not a pity. He was not familiar with Gori, and he said those words before. Regardless of whether Gori was engaged in military law or not, he could gain some good reputation.

"Okay!" Luosha nodded with a solemn expression, and said in a deep voice to Gori's eyes, "Your old mother will make arrangements. After I go back, I will come to the door to explain everything... The person comes, drag it out and kill it!"

"Thank you, Chief." His expression returned to calmness, Gori bowed again, then turned around and walked out of the tent with the two soldiers who came in.

The tent calmed again. After a while, Luosha waved his hand tiredly, "Everyone will disperse... Old Marshal, for the military matter, the soldiers of Gori's regiment please comfort you."

"Don't worry, leader!" Ou Meng stood up and nodded solemnly.

"Chief." Borg, who was at the door, suddenly called out and said hesitantly, "What should I do if General Bran is calling and scolding the people at the door of the station...?"

Everyone stopped, yes, General Bran, who was asking for the murderer, was still outside... Although he was a war rival, there was no such thing as a murderer. But now it is the negotiation period, and this time it is indeed his own fault, so he has to give an explanation for his reason. But what should I do now... Everyone has killed him, should I give them the body?

As if seeing the thoughts of everyone, Luosha held his forehead and said calmly: "I can't hand over our people to the enemy, whether they are living people or corpses. So..."

Suddenly he looked up, his face turned cold and he paused, "Let them, get out!"

“Uh…yes!”
Chapter completed!