Kelsang Khan's expression did not change, but he did not respond.
Guo Xu was not in a hurry. He started with the exchange of food between the two countries and talked about the different eating habits of the two countries.
He is really knowledgeable and can talk about everything from food to origins to climate and geography.
On the contrary, Kelsang Khan was a little absent-minded and frequently looked at the door of the camp.
The noise from the Chinese army became even louder.
While they were talking, the barbarians' replies came from outside.
"Where are you sweating?"
"The Great Khan has rested. What orders does Lord Badong have?"
"Quickly wake up your Great Khan. Sutu Great Khan has orders to encircle and suppress Qi's army."
"The Great Khan hasn't had a good night's sleep in many days. Mr. Badong, there is only a small Qi army, so we don't need to dispatch it, right?"
"What are you talking about? How dare you disobey Sutu Khan's order?"
The Hu Bing paused for a while, as if he was unwilling to accept it, and then replied: "Yes, I will go and report it to the Khan."
"Better hurry up! Don't make us sweat and wait!" The other party threw it down and rode away.
In the camp, Guo Xu's mind was spinning rapidly.
He and Yang Shu had deduced tonight's plan many times, so he knew exactly what was going on.
It must be Miss Ming who used strange magic to create chaos and successfully caused chaos in the Chinese army.
Su Tu couldn't figure it out for a while, so he transferred troops from other tribes.
However, Kelsang Khan did not know the inside story and would definitely not think so.
Guo Xu turned around and saw that Gesang Khan's face darkened and he was extremely unhappy.
"Great Khan." Hu Bing, who was guarding outside, came in to report.
As soon as he opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Kelsang Khan. He said calmly: "Aru, take a battalion of warriors over and follow the instructions of Sutu Khan."
A barbarian nobleman who was sitting next to him stood up and replied: "Yes."
Gesang Khan turned back and smiled at Guo Xu: "It seems that tonight is not a good time to entertain distinguished guests, so I have to ask the guests to go back first."
Seeing that he was about to see off the guests, Guo Xu was so anxious that he could only say: "Kansang Gesang! It's okay for me to leave, but you will miss a God-given opportunity."
Gesang Khan said nothing.
Guo Xu was afraid that he would not give him a chance, so he quickly continued: "You are also the people of the gods and the descendants of the Cang King. Why do the Snow Wolf tribe have to be superior to you? Don't you know about Su Tu's ambition?
As long as this battle is over, will the Kelsang tribe still have a chance to be called the Kelsang tribe?"
These words basically make it clear.
Gesang Khan's face suddenly darkened.
…
It's ridiculously chaotic outside.
The guards came in from time to time to send messages.
Su Tu, however, sat firmly in the middle of the army without moving.
He knew that in tonight's game, the opponent would definitely try their best. The sudden appearance of Qi soldiers' shadows and the assassins hiding in the dark who specialize in killing strangers were all for the hidden Qi army, giving them a chance to break into the camp.
And I also made corresponding preparations.
No matter how lively the fight is outside, the final battle is here.
It is enough for him to grasp the fundamentals.
Therefore, he would rather mobilize the manpower of other tribes than use the Snow Wolf Guards.
This team of only a few hundred people is the final key.
Time passed little by little, the shouts of killing outside faded away, and the curtain was suddenly lifted.
He saw soldiers wearing Qi army armor rushing in.
The leader took off his mask, revealing his familiar face, and smiled with white teeth: "We meet again."
Su Tu's face was as heavy as water and he shouted: "Here comes someone!"
The Snow Wolf Guards who were ambushing around the central military tent immediately surrounded them: "Here they are!"
Yang Shu glanced at these snow wolf guards and smiled: "You are indeed prepared."
Su Tu held his long knife and stood up slowly: "Now that you are here, don't even think about leaving!"
Yang Shu clenched his gun: "I should say this. Now that you've come to the gravel slope, stay here and don't leave!"
The eyes of both parties met, and murderous intent collided, as if sparks were flying.
…
His companions were killed one by one, and after receiving the news, Mr. Teng's expression became serious.
"Mr. Teng, what should we do?" Zhang San asked eagerly.
Mr. Teng said in a deep voice: "Why are you anxious? The other side is secretly assassinating us to prevent us from breaking the formation. As long as we break the formation, the riots in the camp will stop, and then it will be obvious where the killer is lurking. Call Sun Liu and the others over.
, let’s break the formation and talk about it.”
"Why!"
Zhang San quickly called over a dozen people, who all surrounded Mr. Teng and said, "Have you found a way to break the formation? What should we do? Or have you found the killer?"
Mr. Teng raised his hand to stop them and said: "This formation is not that complicated. It is just trying to arrange and gather Yin Qi to make the paper talismans more realistic. You can't distinguish between true and false. You all go to the following place separately.
Just destroy the channels for gathering energy in a few places."
He assigned tasks, and every two people went to one point, and they were quickly assigned.
"Mr. Teng," Zhang San asked, "do you want to go back to the camp and hide? That killer is really hard to guard against."
Mr. Teng shook his head: "If you don't find that person, you can't feel at ease. You should be careful and look at the wounds. The other person is probably hiding in a high place. Pay special attention to the trees and hillsides."
"yes."
"Go ahead."
The companions dispersed one after another, and Mr. Teng climbed up to the observation tower alone, still scanning the camp bit by bit with his sharp eyes.
Suddenly, he heard a "whoosh" sound, followed by screams, and a companion was assassinated.
Mr. Teng looked intently and shot another arrow to the head.
There was no high ground around that location. Where did the opponent shoot the arrow?
Mr. Teng raised his head and felt something flashing in the corner of his eyes. He hurriedly chased the thing and looked over, surprised: "Heaven, hurry up, ask the archers to shoot him down!"
When Ning Xiu saw that he had been discovered, he flew away without hesitation to attack the strangers who had no archers around.
But as a result, he was restricted almost everywhere and his opportunities became fewer.
Mr. Teng sneered and handed over the pursuit of Ning Xiu to the barbarian archers.
As long as we find the killer, it will be easy. The most troublesome thing now is the person who set up the formation.
But it doesn't matter, as long as you destroy them one by one, you can find that person out.
Mr. Teng sat still and listened to the news: "The position of Xun is broken."
"Xian bit solved."
"The throne is also broken..."
As the news came one by one, Mr. Teng's face became brighter.
Look, every time the formation eye is broken, the power of these paper spells will be reduced by one point. As long as a few more are broken...
"Woo..."
The faint sound of the flute came from nowhere. Even though the camp was so chaotic, it penetrated my ears clearly.
Mr. Teng didn't notice anything unusual at first, but when he realized that it was snowing all around, the cold air surrounded them.
"Why is it snowing at this time?" Zhang San complained, "It's even colder now."
Mr. Teng looked up and murmured: "No, this is not snow."
Zhang San was stunned for a moment: "It's not snow, what is that?"
Mr. Teng stretched out his hand, but saw that the snow fell on his hand and quickly turned into a puddle of black water with a fishy smell.
"This is Yin Qi. Someone is summoning spirits!" (To be continued)