Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 2147 Old Army
Soldiers who, deception also.

If this man goes to serve as a soldier, he is likely to be a general.

No, maybe he was a general in the first place.

Ying Baoyue lay on her stomach in the grass, her upper body still, she raised her stiff neck little by little.

Like a thief, she poked her eyes out of the blade of grass quietly.

The first thing that catches the eye are two pairs of tattered boots.

Then came more ragged shorts and tangled hair.

Ying Baoyue already had a premonition in her heart when she saw the two people's outfits, and when she saw their backs clearly, her premonition became a reality.

Two men dressed as slaves stood on the hillside, looking intently ahead.

Both of them were tall and tall. Although their backs were a bit hunched, their waists were straight.

Ying Baoyue had an impression of one of them's tattered clothes and gray hair.

She closed her eyes, and a convulsive figure lying on the ground appeared in front of her eyes.

At this time, the two men standing in front moved and looked like they were about to turn around. Ying Baoyue lowered his head suddenly.

Fortunately, the two of them just turned sideways and looked at the sheepfold beside the tent, which was also scorched black.

And the moment the two turned around, Ying Baoyue saw the profiles of the two from the corner of his eye.

She guessed right.

The two men not far away were both man slaves, with weathered faces. She had never seen the one with darker hair, but the man slave with gray hair was the one she had met at Du Ziqing's house.

The accomplice of Du Ziqing that Wu Chanlu is chasing is the man slave who gave her the wolf head necklace.

When she saw him at the time, his waist was bent like a shrimp, he was beaten like a dog by the Xirong cavalry, he was obedient, and he staggered.

But when I saw him again at this time, it was like a different person.

Ying Baoyue held her breath and looked at the weather-beaten man in front of her.

Manu straightened up his hunched waist all the time, and she realized how tall and strong he was.

What's even more incredible is that this person was an old man in his 60s or [-]s when he was whipped and rolled all over the floor by Xi Rong soldiers.But he straightened up and tied all the messy hair behind his head, giving the impression that he suddenly became younger.

Although the gully on his face was still full of traces of wind and sand, there was no cloudiness in this person's eyes, and his eyes were clear and resolute. Except for his gray hair, he looked like a middle-aged general in his 40s or [-]s.

The horse slave next to him has a vicissitudes of life, his eyes are tired, and he looks older than him.

But in fact, this one should be younger, and the experience in his eyes is not as good as the gray-haired one.

"Brother, what shall we do next?"

The grey-haired man slave was silent, but the young man man got anxious and knelt down on one knee.

The next moment he opened his mouth, Ying Baoyue was frozen in place.

"Brother, no, General! You have made up your mind!"

General?

Ying Baoyue's heart was pounding.

The army of the Xirong people does not have the title of general, and officers are generally called Duhou, Qiqu and Danghu.

Only in the army of the Central Plains, the generals are called generals.

In addition, according to the military system of the Great Qin Dynasty, only officers of the fifth rank Gui Delang and above are eligible to be called generals.

If this person is really a general, then he was at least a rank five officer.

If an officer of this level is captured on the battlefield, it is impossible to become a man slave.

Military officers are different from envoys and ordinary soldiers. Officers know a lot of military secrets. Once they are captured by the Xirong people, they will either defect, be tortured to death, or be imprisoned for life.

But this man slave was driven at will by a low-rank Xirong cavalry before, and was almost beaten to death. The treatment he received was unreasonable.

unless……

Ying Baoyue's palms hidden in the grass slowly clenched.

Unless the Xirong people don't know his true identity.

Hiding his identity, he was captured by Xi Rong as an ordinary deserter, but his actual identity was a senior military officer in the Central Plains...

Ying Baoyue's heart tightened little by little.

She could only think of one type of person who met the above conditions.

That is the hidden pile that the Black Tiger Army buried in Xirong.

Her master's personal guard, the last iron army in Daqin.

Black Tiger Army.

Thinking of this, Ying Baoyue couldn't control her breath anymore, a breath leaked out, and the man who was looking at the sheepfold suddenly turned his head.

"Who?"

Ying Baoyue clings to the ground, motionless like a real rock.

At this moment, crickets chirped loudly in the grass beside her, and the young Manu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother, it's just a bug."

"I turned over the grass here every inch in the morning, not to mention people, not even a snake, I promise."

The white-haired man has deep eyes.

Ying Baoyue could feel his gaze sweeping over the grass where she was hiding, but for some reason, he didn't stay there.

"Brother, what are you looking at?"

"It's nothing."

The white-haired man withdrew his gaze, and glanced at the young man kneeling on the ground, "Your general is dead long ago, I told you not to call me that again."

"No, he's not dead, he's here."

The young Manu became agitated and grabbed his knee, "If he died, who was the person who came to look for me the night before?"

"Who is the person who sent the agreed signal?"

The pupils of the white-haired manu flickered.

The young Manu looked up at him, his voice was sonorous, and every word was bloody.

"Seven years ago, you made an agreement with us, let us bear the pain for a while, avenge the whole life, let us accumulate strength, and wait for your secret signal."

"Just three days ago, I waited for it, but you didn't want to admit it?"

The white-haired manu closed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "It was an accident, I was desperate, and I happened to be on your territory and had to ask you for help, but now is not the best time to start an incident."

Uprising?

Ying Baoyue moved her ears.

"Although we have been preparing for seven years, the White Wolf King's Court is solid. No matter how many slaves are willing to respond to us, a thousand slaves cannot match the lethality of a high-level practitioner."

"It's time, it's time again," the young man slave clenched his teeth, "I know we are weak, but according to what you said, since a thousand slaves can't compare to a practitioner, what are we going to do for so many years? ?”

"The total number of slaves in Xirong is not a thousand times that of the practitioners under the White Wolf Throne!"

"I……"

The white-haired man slave was stunned for a moment.

The young Manu looked at him and smiled miserably, "General, it's not that I'm in a hurry to start a fight. Have you ever thought that the time you want may never come. The Chanyuan has already captured Brother Du, and your identity will be at risk at any time." May be exposed!"

"Du Ziqing will not betray me."

The white-haired Manu said calmly.

"Of course he can't when he's sober," the young Manu gritted his teeth, "but brother, have you forgotten? The most terrifying thing in the Buddhist monastery is not torture, but sorcery. Who knows if they will manipulate Brother Du and steal his What about memory?"

The young man said hoarsely.

"The Black Tiger Twins have already lost one, we can't lose the other one!"

　[-]th birthday with Otsuki Utai~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)