Jinghong Tower

Mr. Xing was also drunk, so he asked someone to help Tian Guang to rest, and he also went to sleep.

Half an hour later, a horse galloped past on the official road outside Xingjia Fort.
In the Xinzhou Guard's barracks, Fu Yansheng yawned and put down the military report in his hand. It was getting late and he was going to bed. The last 1000 people had not all been arranged yet.

Although he is the commander of the First Guard, not all of the military camps under his command are his. These 4000 people are so impressive that it is not easy to place them all.

The servant brought hot water and helped Fu Yansheng take off his shoes and socks to soak his feet.

Fu Yansheng closed his eyes comfortably. Taking a foot bath every night was the most relaxing time of his day.

"Are you comfortable?" A voice came from the side.

"Yeah." Fu Yansheng responded casually. Suddenly, something moved in his heart. This was not the voice of a servant. Besides, a servant would not talk to him like this.

Fu Yansheng opened his eyes suddenly and looked in the direction where the sound came from. There, there was a young man sitting there.

The young man was dressed in black, obviously a night-walker. His hair was tied high, and his dark hair and black clothes made his face white and crystal clear.

The young man was looking through the military reports on the table and noticed Fu Yansheng's gaze. The young man put down the military reports and looked at Fu Yansheng with a smile: "I asked someone to take Tian Guang away. I heard that he is your guest, so I came here specifically to talk to you.”

Fu Yansheng clenched his fists, Tian Guang
"Who are you?"

The young man smiled: "It doesn't matter who I am, but Commander Fu, do you still remember where the two batches of armor that you and the military requested went two years ago and last year?"

Fu Yansheng's heart rang: "Armor? Of course it's in the warehouse."

"I've seen the armor in the warehouse, and they're all in tatters. In Xinzhou, you haven't fought a war or suppressed bandits in the past two years. The soldiers are just farming. Why, you let the soldiers wear armor to farm and pull plows?" the young man said. He mocked and put a copy of the military newspaper that Fu Yansheng had signed into his arms.

Fu Yansheng's head was buzzing, armor, warehouse?Has this person been to the warehouse?

How did he get in?
"What are your conditions?" Fu Yansheng said in a deep voice.

The young man smiled: "General Fu is worthy of being a man who has been through the storm and seen big scenes. However, the person I want has been taken away, so there are no conditions. General Fu, please continue to soak your feet."

The young man stood up and wanted to leave. Fu Yansheng became anxious. Huo stood up with bare feet. He kicked the footbath away with a bang and water splashed everywhere. The soldiers guarding outside came in without hearing the sound.

Fu Yansheng's heart sank. His own soldiers were treated like servants by this man.
I don't know if it was for psychological reasons, but Fu Yansheng suddenly felt that there was deathly silence around him.

"Are you from the capital?"

"Yes." The boy readily admitted.

"Leave Tian Guang here, we can talk about the rest," Fu Yansheng said.

"There is so much to say, it's too late!"

After the young man finished speaking, he walked out without looking back.

Fu Yansheng was anxious, not caring that he was still barefoot, and raised his legs to chase after him, but the young man was so fast that he was already outside the tent in almost the blink of an eye.

Fu Yansheng chased him out, and he saw his own soldier staggering on the ground. The figure flashed, and the young man disappeared into the night.

"Come on, come on!"

Fu Yansheng shouted like a madman. Fortunately, not all the people in the military camp fell down. Soon several people came running over: "Call Fu Hai over, hurry up, gather the troops, hurry up!"

Fu Hai is Fu Yansheng's nephew and the person he trusts most.

A moment later, news came from the scouts sent by Fu Hai that the whereabouts of the thief had been discovered.

"There is only one person with a sack on the horse. It may be Mr. Tian." "Chase!"

Fu Hai did not hesitate. His uncle said that Tian Guang's status was important and he must not be taken to the capital.

Although his uncle didn't say it explicitly, Fu Hai knew in his heart that Tian Guang belonged to the King of Jin, and Tian Guang was in charge of this troop deployment. If he was taken to the capital, he didn't know whether the King of Jin would be implicated, but Uncle, something is definitely going to happen, something big!

So no matter what, we must kill the thief and take Tian Guang back.

"Except for Mr. Tian, ​​no one can be left alive!"

Fu Hai led 500 people, and 500 people hunted down one person. Although it was a fuss, it would definitely get twice the result with half the effort.

It's a pity that Fu Hai still underestimated the enemy. He soon discovered that this matter was not easy to handle.

Because the guy who took Tian Guang away actually ran all the way east and was about to run out of Xinzhou.

After passing Xinzhou, it was no longer Fu Yansheng's territory.

But Fu Hai no longer cared about this, and raised the riding whip in his hand: "Keep chasing!"

At five o'clock in the morning, Liu Qianhu of Puwu Qianhu Camp was sleeping soundly with his concubine in his arms. The voice of the soldiers sounded outside: "Master Qianhu, Master Qianhu, something happened!"

Liu Qianhu was woken up, and his concubine hugged his arm in fear. Liu Qianhu touched her face: "Good boy, don't be afraid. I'll go out and take a look."

Liu Qianhu put on his clothes and walked out of the barracks: "What are you yelling about?"

"Sir Qianhu, Xinzhou Guard Fu Hai led his troops into our territory, and happened to meet General Zhao Qi's people. The two sides fought, and one of Zhao General Qi's arms was cut off by Fu Hai!"

Liu Qianhu was startled when an exclamation of surprise came from the barracks. Only then did Liu Qianhu remember that his concubine was the concubine of General Zhao Qi.

"Fu Yansheng, you bastard, you actually dare to send people to my place to cause trouble. Come and prepare your horses. I want to see what this bastard Fu Hai wants to do?"

Although this is not Xinzhou and is not under the jurisdiction of Fu Yansheng, Liu Qianhu has long heard of Fu Hai's name. Fu Hai is not only Fu Yansheng's nephew, but also a well-known Hun Buqing.

Fu Hai actually didn't want to do anything. He just wanted to kill the bad guy who entered his uncle's camp at night, and then snatch Tian Guang back.

But after that guy entered Puwu's territory, he disappeared like a loach, and the direction in which he disappeared was Puwu Qianhu Camp.

Fu Hai was anxious. If this guy fell into Liu Qianhu's hands, it would be the same as letting him return to the capital.

It happened that Mr. Zhao received a report that hundreds of riders had crossed the state border and came here. Mr. Zhao came over to check. After a few words, the two sides started fighting. Mr. Zhao's arm was cut off, and Fu Hai panicked. .

Although he was generous with his time, it was on his uncle's territory, but not here.

At this moment, Liu Qianhu came in with his troops and saw Fu Hai from a distance. Liu Qianhu raised his whip and said, "Come here and take down the culprit!"

At this time, in the Qianhu camp, Liu Qianhu's concubine was still crying. Suddenly, a sharp voice came from the window: "It's terrible, something big has happened. The enemy has come to the military camp. Brothers, can you If you fight, fight, if you can’t fight, run away!”

The concubine was startled, and for a moment she forgot to cry. She opened the window and saw a frightened night bird, flapping its wings and flying away. In the night, there was the sound of swords clashing, and the concubine was frightened. Trembling, an enemy indeed broke into the military camp.

Master Qianhu is away and has taken his own soldiers with him. Who will protect her?
At this time, the young man, no, He Ran, had already taken Tian Guang on another path.

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