"General, these people outside are too close to the camp. Should we warn them? Or drive them away?"
The captain on duty asked in a low voice.
"It's night at this time, and I can't see clearly what's going on outside. How can I make random noises and expose the layout of the camp?"
"Let alone sending soldiers out of the camp, if something goes wrong, can you afford it?"
Zhu Ju gave the captain a cold look:
"The best way to deal with it at this time is to stick to the camp, not to move rashly, and to remain unchanged in response to any changes."
"The order goes down and no one is allowed to move. No matter what happens outside, as long as they don't break into the camp, no one will reveal their position."
"promise."
"Quiet!"
…
In this era, the soldiers who can initiate night battles are the most elite troops at the commander's disposal.
Not to mention this era, even in later generations, during the war on the Goryeo Peninsula, the United Nations forces, which represented the highest combat power on earth, were also devastated by night battles.
After the war, one of the two sides suffered from a phobia of lack of firepower, and the other suffered from a phobia of night battles. They spent the next few decades fighting to make up for their shortcomings.
Therefore, Zhu Ju's current response is indeed the most appropriate and reasonable.
As long as the other party is not targeting you and the situation outside is unclear, it is best not to go out easily and just stick to the camp.
Anyway, Zhu Ju would never admit that he wanted to hear more about the secrets of Feng Duhu Shimen.
Since Nanxiang published the first chivalrous novel, chivalrous novels have become extremely popular in Han Dynasty over the years.
It even greatly promoted the development of storytellers.
As for the three novels that storytellers must memorize by heart, they are naturally the "The Condor" trilogy.
Zhu Ju has been in Han for so long, even if he has never read other chivalrous novels, he must have heard of these three books.
These three novels are about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, but they are closely related to the affairs of the princes and countries.
From the Battle of Handan to the Chu-Han War for Hegemony, there is a book that runs through it all the time and played a vital role in the final winner.
That is the mysterious "Wu'an Jun's Art of War".
This book was written by Qin Wuanjun Bai Qi, Zhao Wuanjun Li Mu compiled and annotated it, and finally Huaiyin Marquis Han Xin obtained it, helping Emperor Gao of the Han Dynasty to conquer the world.
There are rumors that this book has now fallen into the hands of Feng Duhu.
There are ten schools of thought: Confucianism, Taoism, Yin and Yang, Dharma, Ming, Mohism, Zongheng, Za, Nong, and Xiaoxiao.
However, there are only nine schools of thought. Because the novelists were at the end of the list and what they said was too absurd, they were eventually removed from the list in the Later Han Dynasty and became nine schools of thought, divided into nine streams for distinction.
In the past, especially after arriving in Han Dynasty, he had seen and heard the "The Condor" trilogy.
I feel that "his words are too absurd" is indeed the best evaluation of the novelist.
Moreover, the prefaces of those books also admit that what they say in the books is just folk history. It is just a joke, but it is not credible.
It was just the people outside the camp who, for the first time, shook his long-held belief.
Zhu Ju, who was hiding in the night, was after all a man who had led troops into battle. He had seen many lives and deaths and was quite determined.
Not to mention that he is well-equipped in both civil and military affairs, he is from a noble family, he has read a lot, and he also knows the principle of "it is better to believe in books than to have no books at all".
After the initial shock, his eyes began to flicker.
Is it true that the novelist was expelled because what he said was unsightly and too absurd?
Or is it because some people don't like what he wrote, so he wants to make the world think that what he said is too absurd and not credible?
What are the unknown secrets hidden in this?
…
Just when his thoughts were in a mess, those people outside the camp seemed to finally be unable to hold back and began to take action.
It's just that even though Zhu Ju was not too far away and the moonlight was good, it was still night and he didn't have a telescope, so naturally he couldn't see clearly.
You can only vaguely see those black figures, they are not swarming forward, but advancing and retreating in an orderly manner, taking turns to fight.
The sound of weapons clashing could be heard, and sometimes you could even see sparks flying.
These black shadows look quite organized, forming a small formation.
Seeing this, Zhu Ju's breathing became more rapid.
This can only show that the origins of these people are indeed extraordinary.
After a while, as the figures intertwined, a muffled groan suddenly came from the shouts, and one person flew out.
And the dancing woman in white, moving forward and retreating like a flying bird in the sky, was actually unharmed under the siege of dozens of people.
If the shouts and sounds of fighting hadn't ruined the artistic conception, Zhu Ju could have looked at the white and elegant figure under the moonlight, and it actually looked like an ethereal flying pendant, a fairy walking like a gliding wave.
This is probably the style of a disciple of the Hidden Mountain Sect, right?
Zhu Ju couldn't help but feel a little fluttering in his heart.
At this moment, the sound of hooves suddenly came from a certain direction.
"General, someone is here again."
Zhu Ju had already discovered it without any reminder from the guards around him.
Because the visitor was shouting from afar:
"Don't let that witch run away!"
"You want to see people alive, you want to see corpses when you're dead!"
…
Probably when they saw the reinforcements coming, the morale of these shadows was boosted:
"Witch, the shadow has arrived. Can you still escape?"
The woman in white seemed to be a little afraid of the shadows in these people's mouths, but the sword light around her suddenly became brighter.
Then, without knowing what movement he made, he suddenly stood up from the ground and jumped directly over the heads of these black figures!
Such actions that went against common sense shocked Zhu Ju: How did she do it?
Before he could figure it out, he heard the woman yelling like thunder again:
"The Celestial Soldier's solution! The art of attracting lightning!"
"No, go back!"
Someone in the black shadow exclaimed.
But it was too late, but I saw sparks flashing, and then there were earthquakes and thunder on the ground!
This thunder not only made those black figures scream in agony, but even Zhu Ju not far away was so frightened that he subconsciously took a few steps back and almost fell to the ground.
Zhu Ju was so frightened even though he was so far away. One can imagine how confused the people around the woman in white and the horses that were scattered nearby would be.
But when I heard people screaming and horses neighing, many black figures fell to the ground, screaming, and their mounts fled in all directions.
There were two or three of them, and I don't know if they were frightened or not, but they rushed directly towards the camp.
"General!"
"Don't panic, you can't rush over."
If it had been anyone else, Zhu Ju would have ordered an arrow to be fired as a warning.
However, these people seemed to be related to Feng Duhu, and because they were small in number, they did not pose a threat to the camp, so Zhu Ju did not issue further military orders.
Moreover, when setting up camp, the trainee camp strictly followed military regulations and dug a trench outside the camp.
Although it is not deep or wide, for horses, if their front hoof accidentally gets stuck in it, it will be difficult to pull it out.
If he struggles too much, his front legs may break.
Sure enough, the two unlucky horses whined.
The one following behind was so startled that he immediately turned back and ran somewhere else.
These things may sound long, but in reality they last very little time.
As early as the beginning of the chaos, the woman in white rushed towards the frightened horses, grabbed one of them, turned over, and fled north.
"Hurry up and chase!"
"What to do with the casualties?"
"Without horses, we can't catch up."
"You take care of the aftermath, and we'll go after you."
The few shadows that finally came over gave instructions and continued heading north.
The remaining people were ordered to support the dead and wounded, those who were not injured, and look for horses to evacuate.
Of the horses these people rode over, the woman in white snatched one of them.
The rest were scattered by the sudden thunder, and it was not so easy to gather them together.
Not to mention whether it can be folded back at night is still a question.
The training camp was silent from beginning to end.
These shadows seemed to want to maintain this tacit understanding, or they did not want Zhu Ju to misunderstand.
Anyway, when the outside of the camp became quiet again, no one came forward to pull the two horses out - the ditch was the final boundary of the camp.
Unknown people want to drag away these two horses, unless they reveal their true identities, or at least their true faces, and say hello to the camp.
Otherwise, if he rashly drags the horses and shoots arrows directly from the camp, even if Feng Duhu comes in person, this matter will still be handled by Zhu Zhi.
It seems that these shadows know this truth.
Two horses whose life and death are unknown are not worth exposing their identities.
"General, what should we do now?"
In the past, Zhu Ju would have definitely not wanted to have anything to do with this kind of thing.
After all, this matter is obviously related to Feng Duhu's secret.
Now, they can be regarded as people living under the roof of someone else's house, and they can do anything less if they can.
But the information revealed from just a few words of these people was so great that Zhu Ju was shocked.
Not to mention the ability of the woman in white to draw thunder with one hand, which is as powerful as a ghost or a god.
People have to wonder whether there are really immortals in Feng Duhu's sect.
Zhu Ju's heart was beating like thunder, and there seemed to be a voice in his ear, constantly bewitching and hypnotizing:
"Go and have a look, hurry up and have a look..."
In an era when legends of ghosts and gods are prevalent, no one can resist the temptation to get close to the gods.
Coupled with the damn curiosity of human beings, Zhu Ju couldn't hold back his heart that was beating faster and faster.
"No one can act rashly. You guys, go over there and take a look."
Zhu Zhan ordered his most trusted personal guards and asked them to go to the place where the fight was taking place.
After receiving the news that there was indeed nothing wrong, Zhu Ju left the camp.
There was a burning smell in the air, and I didn't know if the fairy in white brought down the thunder and burned something.
There was a shallow crater on the ground, which seemed to have been struck by thunder.
Apart from that, there is nothing else.
Zhu Ju sent his personal guards to look around without giving up, but in the end found nothing of note - except for the two unlucky horses whining quietly in the ditch.
"General, what should we do with these two horses?"
Zhu Ju glanced at him, his eyes widened suddenly, and then his pupils immediately shrank. He hesitated for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth and said: "Drag him back to the camp first."
Now that we're out of the camp, we've gotten involved in this matter.
If you want to get rid of it at this time, you have to have others believe it.
After staying in the Han Kingdom for so long and spending almost every day with the cavalry, Zhu Ju already had a profound understanding of horses.
One of these two horses, one can tell at a glance, is a horse that would only be ridden by someone with military connections.
There is no shortage of saddles, stirrups, and horseshoes, and they are all made of iron.
Even in the Han Dynasty, folk horses were not completely popular.
Moreover, when people install these things on horses, they usually use wooden stirrups and horseshoes instead of iron ones.
Of course, it was not this horse that made Zhu Ju show the expression just now, but another one.
The other horse is quite handsome, but the strange thing is that it only has a saddle and no stirrups or horseshoes.
Although he knew that it was unlikely to find any clues from above, Zhu Ju still had the horse dragged back to the camp and then inspected the horse himself.
The saddle, saddle seat, and even the bit were all of the highest quality, but that was all, and nothing else was found.
I sighed, disappointed, and reluctantly gave up.
"General, what to do with these things?"
"Put it away first, don't lose it."
If this matter is really related to Feng Duhu, then I'm afraid it won't be settled so easily.
"Here."
Apart from hearing some specious secrets, there is nothing more.
Instead, he got involved in right and wrong.
At this time, Zhu Ju felt a little regretful. He should not have been greedy and went out.
After all, he and others still had to learn cavalry tactics in Han Dynasty.
Who knows if Feng Duhu will...
Zhu Ju sighed for a while after returning to his tent, and was about to fall asleep when suddenly there was another rush of footsteps outside, and at the same time the voice of his personal guard came:
"General! It's urgent!"
"What's the matter? Come in and talk."
Could it be that those people left and came back again?
The captain of the guard opened the curtain, stepped in front of Zhu Ju in two steps, and lowered his voice:
"General, when we were packing up, we found something in the saddle!"
"What!"
Zhu Ju's body shook!
Really?!
"Where's the stuff?"
"Things were sewn into the leather of the saddle, and our people are still removing the stitches."
When Zhu Ju heard this, he immediately stood up and was about to take a step, but he stopped again and turned around:
"Who knows about this?"
The chief of the personal guard had followed Zhu Ju for many years, and he knew what he meant when he heard the words:
"Don't worry, general. There are only five or six people who know about this matter, and they are all trustworthy."
Zhu Ju was overjoyed: "That's good. You can bring the things to me quietly without disturbing others."
"Here!"
"Also, after you take out the things, remember to sew the saddle back up and restore it to its original shape. Don't let anyone see the flaw."
"clear."
The things were delivered quickly. They turned out to be two booklets, one thin and one thick, made of unknown leather.
After waving his hand for everyone to leave, Zhu Ju took a deep breath and opened the thicker book first.
But on the first page, it says: Dian Kingdom Worm Valley.
Zhu Ju only turned two pages and was already deeply attracted.
The book not only records the secret history of the ancient Dian Kingdom in the Pre-Han Dynasty, but also records various strange things in the tombs of the Dian kings.
Big toads, big mosquitoes, dead floats, dragon scale demon armor, evil spells, corpse dissection, etc., even a battle-hardened general like Zhu Ju was frightened by the sight of them, and couldn't help but turn on the oil lamp to the brightest
.
At the end of the book, the person who wrote this book failed to grab the phoenix gall in the end. He was seriously injured when he was chased by the living corpses. He had to escape from the tomb of the King of Dian with his last breath.
Finally, after resting for some time, he found that the injuries he suffered in the tomb of King Dian could not be healed. He could only go to sea from Jiaozhou and prepare to return to the Xianshan Master on the sea to find the medicine to cure the corpse poison.
Zhu Ju closed the book with some trembling and swallowed a mouthful of saliva. His forehead, back and abdomen were already wet and dry, and dry and wet again.
This book contains many twists and turns, making people feel as if they are personally visiting the place. It is truly soul-stirring.
Although he had not slept all night, Zhu Ju was in high spirits.
If he talked about what happened last night, Zhu Ju would suspect that it was related to Feng Mingwen's sect.
So what was recorded in this book made him certain that the woman in white was definitely Feng Mingwen's classmate!
I think back then, Feng Mingwen caused the barbarians in South China to bleed like rivers of blood. His plan was so poisonous that he could not even describe his actions without being a life and death enemy. It turned out that it was not without reason!
No wonder this man did not hesitate to spend a lot of money and food to let the Xinghan Society build plank roads and open plantations in Nanzhong.
He has an ulterior motive!
Yes, he definitely wanted to find out the whereabouts of Phoenix Dangers.
How brave is the phoenix? If you get it, you can live forever, and you will actually live in the ancient Dian Kingdom.
It turns out that Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty repeatedly sent people to the southwest for the phoenix courage in the hands of the ancient Dian king...
The truth of all this was finally revealed.
Zhu Ju, who felt that he had understood the corner of the fog, was now in a state of confusion.
He was about to carefully hide the book when he suddenly found another pamphlet on the desk.
After learning from the previous book, Zhu Ju knew that the price of this pamphlet was probably no less than the previous one.
He quickly opened it again and saw that the first page read: Bahuang Liuhe Only My Immortality Jue (Elixir Chapter).
A burst of energy and blood rushed to Zhu Ju's forehead, causing his blood pressure to rise and his consciousness to blur.
The art of cultivating immortality?
There really is a way to cultivate immortality in this world!