When Han Hu rushed over, from his movements and speed, he could tell that Han Hu's cultivation level was only that of Emperor Wu.
Long Chen looked at Han Hu like a strong man looking at a three-year-old child. Han Hu looked so childish and funny.
Anyway, I was bored, so Long Chen planned to tease this Han Hu.
"Sir, please forgive me, Your Majesty, please forgive me."
Long Chen fell to the ground and kept crawling in the snow with his hands, pleading loudly for his life.
"Your Majesty, please spare my life. I want to catch you as a little guy. General Li doesn't need to take action!"
Han Hu stepped forward and grabbed Long Chen's collar, lifted Long Chen in his hand, suddenly raised his knees, and gave Long Chen a hard knock.
"Sir, please forgive me..."
Long Chen was so frightened that his face turned pale and he didn't dare to resist at all.
"Danger, there's a fart danger."
Han Hu was very proud of successfully capturing Long Chen alive.
After taking a look at the surrounding beacon towers, Han Hu proudly carried Long Chen back to the camp.
Feng Yang and Ma Chenglong watched nervously. It wasn't until Han Hu came back carrying Long Chen that they relaxed.
"I don't think there's any danger, I'm just catching a little guy."
Ma Chenglong was extremely happy, this was their first time taking action.
A few months ago, they were just ordinary people. They had never experienced war or fought against anyone.
Catching Long Chen is considered their first battle.
"How about it, I say no problem!"
Han Hu threw Long Chen out of his hand, and Long Chen fell to the ground with his legs spread out.
"Sir, spare your life. I'm just a pawn in the army, just watching from the beacon tower. Please spare your life, gentlemen, generals."
Long Chen sat on the ground and begged for mercy, his body trembling.
Feng Yang stared at Long Chen for a while and asked coldly: "You said you are just a pawn? Huh, which pawn can dress as well as you!"
Not to mention clothes, the pair of sheepskin boots Long Chen wore were not something ordinary pawns could have.
The workmanship of the boots is very exquisite, and there are gold threads on the edges. Only high-ranking officials can own them.
"Young one is really a nobody..."
Long Chen looked around and found no trace of Li Chengdao. He thought to himself: Could it be that Li Chengdao is not here? He went to find Wu Sheng?
Feng Yang and the others had never met Long Chen, so they didn't know that the prisoner in front of them was the famous King Wu.
Feng Yang pulled out the long sword from his waist, put the sword's edge against Long Chen's head, and said with a cold smile: "Tell me honestly who you are, or I'll kill you with one strike!"
Long Chen was so frightened that his face turned green, and he replied honestly: "General Yingming, I am... a relative of the Minister of the Ministry of Industry. I wanted to make meritorious deeds on the battlefield, so I went to the beacon tower at the front."
"General, don't kill me. I'm very rich. My family has a lot of money. As long as the general lets me go, I can give you a lot of money."
Ma Chenglong laughed loudly when he heard this: "I actually caught a fat sheep."
Han Hu chuckled and said, "How about it? I told you that you can take action. You are too cowardly."
He was very proud that he caught a big fish on his first try.
It's a pity that they have become ghost soldiers, and money means little to them.
Otherwise, such a big fish can extort a huge ransom.
Feng Yang hit Long Chen on the head with the blade of his sword and sneered: "We'll talk about the money later. I ask you questions, and you have to answer them truthfully!"
Long Chen said very honestly: "General, it's okay to ask. I know everything I know and can tell you everything."
Han Hu laughed and said: "As expected of a rich man, he speaks politely."
Feng Yang sneered: "How many soldiers and horses are there at Yanmen Pass?"
Long Chen said: "Eight hundred thousand, there are more than 800,000 soldiers and horses."
Feng Yang was stunned for a moment. He had heard Li Chengdao say that Yanmen Pass only had 400,000 troops at most. How could there suddenly be half as many troops?
"Eight hundred thousand? How come there are so many? The Long Family Army fought several battles and many people died. Why are there still 800,000?"
Feng Yang didn't believe it and asked Long Chen where so many troops came from?
Long Chen said: "The Holy One said that this battle is related to the survival of the world, so all the best soldiers in the world were recruited to Yanmen Pass, so there are 800,000."
"Moreover, there is a steady stream of troops coming from all over the country."
The number of soldiers at Yanmen Pass at this time was only 400,000, and Li Chengdao's estimate was correct.
Long Chen deliberately messed around and talked nonsense to confuse the public.
Ma Chenglong's face became serious and he said: "No wonder the general asked us to stop our march. If there are 800,000 troops at Yanmen Pass, our 30,000 troops are indeed not enough."
Long Chen suddenly asked: "I heard that the person leading the troops was Li Chengdao. Isn't he here?"
Feng Yang's face darkened, his sword pointed at Long Chen, and cursed: "Is this what you should ask? Do you dare to ask!"
Long Chen apologized and said with a smile: "General, spare your life. I am squatting on the beacon tower just because I want to see Li Chengdao. I heard that he is very powerful..."
Long Chen didn't lie, he came here just to see if Li Chengdao was there.
Han Hu sneered: "You are worthy of meeting General Li, what the hell are you!"
Long Chen smiled apologetically and asked, "Is General Li really not here?"
Feng Yang found it strange that the prisoner in front of him looked trembling and frightened, but actually he didn't seem to be afraid of them.
"You know the defense of Yanmen Pass, right?"
Feng Yang pointed his sword at Long Chen. As long as Long Chen made the slightest movement, he would immediately kill him with one strike.
"I know, I know very well."
Long Chen looked at the Dragon Slayer Army behind him and asked, "Are you here waiting for the Martial Saint?"
Han Hu frowned, grabbed Long Chen's collar, and cursed: "You are tired of living, aren't you? Who is asking who? If you keep talking nonsense, I will suck your blood!"
Long Chen was so frightened that he hurriedly begged for mercy: "Have mercy on me, I just want to ask out of curiosity. I know the defense of Yanmen Pass, and I will draw it for you."
Feng Yang looked at Long Chen with a gloomy expression, and the feeling that something was wrong was getting stronger and stronger.
"May I have your name?"
Feng Yang's sword thrust forward, Long Chen was so frightened that he hurriedly dodged, but the sword just missed it.
"How can we draw a map if we don't have pen and paper?"
Han Hu looked around, wanting Long Chen to draw out the defensive layout.
Ma Chenglong said: "Where did the paper and pen come from? We don't have any, so let him draw on the ground."
Han Hu said: "There is snow on the ground, and it will disappear as soon as the wind blows. If you don't wait for the general to come back, let him tell the general that the general has a good memory."
When the two of them were thinking about how to write down the defense plan, Feng Yang suddenly took a step forward and stabbed Long Chen's throat with his long sword.
"General, spare your life."
Long Chen turned sideways, and his long sword just missed.
"Feng Yang, what are you doing!"
Han Hu found out that Feng Yang wanted to kill Long Chen and was so angry that he stood in front of him.
"This guy is very good at martial arts. He is lying to us!"
Feng Yang found that Long Chen calculated the distance very accurately. Every time he drew his sword, Long Chen could avoid it appropriately.
Only masters can do this kind of action.
"What a heck, he's so good at martial arts that he can be caught?"
Han Hu didn't believe it. He just caught Long Chen like he was catching a rabbit, he could catch it easily.
How can such a person have any good martial arts skills?
"No, he is very powerful."
Feng Yang was very smart, he was sure that there was something wrong with Long Chen.
"He wants to kill me because he is jealous of your meritorious service."
Long Chen hid behind Han Hu and provoked a relationship between Han Hu and Feng Yang.
"Fart, you are so worried that you dare to get caught on purpose."
Feng Yang realized that something was wrong, but Han Hu was angered by these words and cursed: "Feng Yang, what do you mean? You said he was caught on purpose. You look down on me!"
Long Chen was caught on purpose, which meant that Han Hu was incompetent and was tricked by Long Chen.
When Feng Yang said this, Han Hu was naturally angry.
"Han Hu, you idiot, you will know after you try his skills!"
Feng Yang was also very angry. There was obviously something wrong with this, but Han Hu didn't realize it and even quarreled with him.
"I don't know how skilled the person I arrested is, but you are jealous of me!"
Han Hu was furious, and Ma Chenglong advised: "You two, stop arguing. If he was good at martial arts, he wouldn't have been arrested. Could it be that he was arrested on purpose?"
Feng Yang immediately said: "I was caught on purpose!"
