Daqian deposed the crown prince, and the emperor begged him to stop rebelling

Chapter 13: Out of the Gate! [Please read on! ]

"Scouting mission, hehe, hehe, hehe..."

Shen Ping'an looked at Li Mu, who looked like he was being taken away by a group of people.

Until Li Mu completely disappeared into the dark night.

The last glimmer of hope in his eyes was shattered.

With a crazy smile on his face, he cried and laughed as he looked at the long night in front of countless prisoners.

“Hahaha! What a thick conspiracy, what a thick conspiracy! Hahaha! Hahahaha!”

Shen Ping'an looked at the endless darkness and laughed out loud.

As I laughed, drops of hot tears began to fall.

"boom……"

Shen Pingan knelt weakly on the ground, lowered his head, and let the tears continue to fall.

"Dad! So what if we make a whole country rich!? So what!"

"Father, I am an unfilial son. I am afraid I cannot avenge you."

"Mother, little sister, you have suffered, you have suffered..."

"I am an unfilial child. I am an unfilial child."

The dry land continued to melt into one teardrop after another.

Shen Ping'an slowly raised his head, looked numbly at the windless and moonless night sky, grinned, and smiled foolishly.

Smiling...

A group of prisoners around watched in silence.

Many people were moved.

In this lonely and eerie night.

This may be the only thing that can make them empathize with each other.

In such a huge death row camp, how many people were forced to lose their families by the government and the emperor? ?
But what can they do in the face of this huge state machine?

Not to mention facing the imperial army.

Even a small Tiangu Pass or a small death row camp would be enough to make them unable to resist!
……

It’s a dark and windy night, a murderous night…

Fang Sheng stood in a corner outside the camp.

Two people followed behind him, silently watching the group of eleven people walking out of the camp in a strange atmosphere.

"Is it arranged?"

Fang Sheng lowered his eyes and said calmly.

"It's all arranged."

A person behind him stepped forward and reported.

"One is in the middle stage of the eighth rank, and two are in the initial stage of the eighth rank. They are all good fighters in the army."

"Ah."

Fang Sheng smiled, suddenly turned around and left.

"Someone wants this person dead, what can I do?"

"Prince, just die peacefully at the hands of the barbarians, so that your brothers won't have to do it themselves."

"Let's go back and have a drink."

"Tap..."

In the light of the torch, Fang Sheng's figure was very long, just like an evil ghost crawling out from the depths of hell.

……

Tiger and Leopard Camp.

Compared to the luxurious general's mansion of the commander of the death row camp.

The general's mansion of the Tiger and Leopard Camp was built thirty years ago. Not only does it not look luxurious at all, but it also looks a bit old.

It's in a small courtyard in the middle.

The old general with a long white beard was drinking by himself.

This is the time.

An ordinary figure walked into the courtyard, half-knelt and clasped his fists in great respect.

"General."

The old general didn't even turn his head, he just picked up the wine cup and took a sip.

A pair of eyes looked at the dark night sky that was so thick that it could not be dissolved.

"Well, you are now the commander of a battalion, stand up and speak."

"Yes, General."

The newcomer gradually appeared under the firelight.

An ordinary and plain face was gradually illuminated.

"Mo Yang, you have been with me for more than ten years."

The old general suddenly sighed. "General, I joined the army when I was seventeen, and followed you when I was eighteen. It has been eighteen years and nine months now."

The man clasped his fists and spoke in a serious tone.

"Eighteen years."

The veteran turned his eyes calmly and looked at him.

"How many eighteen years can there be in a lifetime?"

The man suddenly smiled.

"General, you have never been a sentimental person. I have never regretted following you. Not to mention eighteen years, what would happen if it was three, four, or five years?"

"You, you."

The veteran smiled and shook his head.

"Why, what do you want to see me for this time?"

The man hesitated for a moment.

"General, the deposed Crown Prince Li Mu, whom you asked me to pay attention to, was just assigned a scout mission."

"Oh?"

The veteran nodded slightly.

Then he smiled and said, "You guys in the death row camp are the same. If you want to kill someone, just kill them. Why do you have to go through the trouble of making a scout mission to cover up your tracks?"

The man heard the voice and responded, "I'm also surprised. This is an order from Fang Sheng. But I think the ones behind this are Li Si and the third prince Li Tai. They sent three eighth-rank warriors to follow. It seems... it's inconvenient to attack openly in the death row camp?"

Logically speaking.

People who die in the death row camp are dead and no one cares about such a common thing, even if you are the deposed crown prince.

But some people just don't want to kill the deposed prince openly.

Aren't you afraid of something?

So what is Li Si, who is standing behind, or the third prince Li Tai, afraid of?
The man was full of doubts in his mind.

But the veteran said it directly.

"Oh? You mean, is there anything about the deposed crown prince that the Third Prince should be wary of? Is he afraid of someone seeing him killing people so blatantly?"

The man nodded slowly.

"But there has never been any party betting on the deposed crown prince, and it was the Emperor Wen who personally ordered him to be sent to the death row camp. What does the Third Prince need to be afraid of?"

"Hahaha, our Third Prince is so cunning."

The veteran's hearty laughter rang out.

"It seems that the deposed prince is not as simple as outsiders think. What a pity."

The old general suddenly put down the wine cup in his hand.

The night is very quiet...

I don't know what he meant by "a pity"?
……

Li Mu walked very far with a group of people.

He first received his first weapon in the death row camp.

A rough knife.

The sword and the knife were the same, and Li Mu used them twice casually without any discomfort.

Then, following closely behind the three warriors, the group silently passed through one camp after another, and after passing through layers of checkpoints, they finally arrived at Tiangu Pass.

A long, majestic wall blocked their way.

On the top of the city wall, torches were lined up like long snakes. A man who looked like a general was sitting on the top of the city wall, silently looking down at them.

"stop!"

Behind the city gate below, a large number of soldiers set up checkpoints to guard.

A centurion from the Tiger and Leopard Camp led his troops to block the way of Li Mu and his group.

"What for!?"

"Death Row Camp No. 3, out on scouting duty."

Behind Li Mu, one of the three eighth-rank warriors took out a waist badge.

The captain took it and examined it carefully, then looked up at Li Mu.

As if he knew him, he was silent for a moment, then waved his hand and said, "Switch, lead the horse."

The gate of Tiangu Pass slowly opened.

A line of knights rushed out, all of them sticking closely to one person.

In Tiangu Pass, not only were the death row prisoners without armor, but even their war horses were under the strict control of the Tiger and Leopard Camp.

At this time, on the top of Tiangu Pass.

Another deputy general of the death row camp is stationed here.

A young general watched the people go away and whispered, "General, is it really that hard to kill a deposed prince? It will cost more than a dozen war horses."

The general glanced at it indifferently.

"A worthy death."

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