My brother Ying Zheng, who dares to kill me?

The front, rear, left and right battalions had been reduced to ashes.

But Tan Ming and other generals did not intend to burn themselves to death.

Therefore, the Chinese army camp was basically not eroded by the flames, especially the generals' living area in the middle, which was intact.

Standing at the door of Fan Yuqi's tent, Ying Chengyu said quietly: "General Yang will wait outside first."

"Bafu's troops and Guafu will enter the tent with the general, and Hanfu will lead the rest of the family to guard the surrounding areas."

Yang Hu and others all raised their hands: "Wei!"

After opening the curtain and entering, Ying Chengyu turned around and hugged Yafu with all his strength. He hit Yafu's back with his right hand, with an uncontrollable smile on his face: "When I saw your belt, I almost thought you were He was killed in the military camp."

"I would be very happy to see you again!"

Feeling Ying Chengyu's strong embrace, Bafu's eyes turned red for a moment.

Bafu is not afraid to die for Ying Chengyu. In Bafu's view, it is natural for a family soldier to die for the head of the family.

But who doesn’t want to be viewed as a human being by others?

The eighth husband was at a loss and could only force a smile to reply: "Master, I, I haven't protected you enough yet."

"I just can't bear to die!"

Ying Chengyu laughed heartily: "Then don't die."

"Waiting for me to overcome this difficulty and truly possess the majesty and wealth belonging to Lord Chang'an."

"You and your families have to enjoy the blessings with me!"

Yafu couldn't control his tears anymore.

Two lines of tears mixed with blood, mud, and charcoal left on the cheeks, painting a funny facial makeup on the face.

But Bafu's heart seemed to be lit with a ball of fire, and he looked at Ying Chengyu with great determination: "I am willing to die for the master of the family!"

Other family soldiers also enthusiastically pledged their hands: "I am willing to die for the master of the family!"

Ying Chengyu let go of his eighth husband, patted each soldier on the shoulder hard, and said in a deep voice:

"Don't talk about death easily."

"Before I left for the expedition, I promised your families that I would try my best to bring you back home in good condition."

"Don't let me be the one who breaks your promise!"

All the soldiers enthusiastically handed over their hands again: "Wei!"

Ying Chengyu smiled easily: "That's it."

"Once you get through this, I will treat you all to a drink."

"But now, let's investigate this place thoroughly!"

The soldiers immediately agreed: "Wei!"

Ying Chengyu has been pestering Fan Yuqi asking questions every day in recent days, and he is quite familiar with Fan Yuqi's tent.

Entering the tent, Ying Chengyu immediately went straight to the bamboo basket where Fan Yuqi kept his books.

""Fan's Art of War", "Nine Strategies for Camping", "Six Movements of Military Food"..."

No one would carry a large number of military documents after going on an expedition.

In Fan Yuqi's basket, there are no "Six Tao", "Sima Fa" and other works that are indispensable for military strategists nowadays.

All military books such as "Fan's Art of War" were compiled by Fan Yuqi himself based on his decades of battle experience. They are books written by Fan Yuqi himself for his descendants.

Therefore, there are no inscrutable strategies in these books. They just use simple and detailed language to describe the complicated and detailed military details such as camping, marching, and transporting food.

Coincidentally, Ying Chengyu did not lack the accumulation of military strategies at all. What he lacked was precisely the understanding of these military affairs.

These enlightenment military books compiled by Fan Yuqi can just make up for Ying Chengyu's shortcomings!

Carefully placing all the bamboo baskets containing military documents at the door, Ying Chengyu couldn't help but smile.

"Is this a monster-killing and explosion skill book?"

Just at this moment, Ba Fu trotted over, handed a roll of bamboo slips to Ying Chenglong, and whispered:

"General, there is something wrong with this bamboo slip."

While talking, Bafu unfolded the bamboo slips, and a line of handwriting caught Ying Chengyu's eyes.

[Zhao Zhe can help you, so you should act quickly. When you return the favor, I will make you the general! 】

Ying Chengyu's eyes narrowed slightly: "Zhao Zhe?"

After thinking for a long time, Ying Chengqiao looked solemn and said: "Tunliu County Magistrate, Zhao Zhe!"

"This bamboo slip was passed down by Lu Buwei!"

"Where was this bamboo slip found?"

"Are there any other bamboo slips nearby?"

The eighth husband pointed in the direction of the soft couch: "This scroll of bamboo slips was found inside the soft couch, and there are several bamboo slips beside it."

Ying Chengyu waved his hand: "Bring them all over here!"

The remaining scrolls of bamboo slips were also quickly delivered.

After reading several scrolls of bamboo slips and feeling the tone and urging in Lu Buwei's letters, Ying Chengyu murmured softly: "Lü Buwei has repeatedly urged Fan Yuqi and repeatedly demonstrated the benefits he can give Fan Yuqi."

"What kind of relationship requires you to reiterate the benefits you can give to the other person when asking the other person to do things for you?"

A ridiculous idea popped into my head.

However, the current information is too little to provide further evidence.

Ying Chengyu pushed this thought back to his mind and commanded: "Continue searching!"

Volumes of correspondence letters were dug out and read through by Ying Chenglong.

Half an hour later, the eighth husband finally handed over his hand: "Master, we have dug a foot into the ground and found nothing!"

Ying Chengqiao nodded slightly: "Thank you for your hard work."

"Bafu, when did the turmoil start in the military camp?"

Yafu answered without hesitation: "At the end of life (23:00), "Gesheng" was suddenly sang in the military camp."

"This song "Gesheng" is the signal for mutiny!"

"After the mutiny started, all the commanders and above in the army disappeared. There were also some more officers guarding each gate of the military camp to prevent the soldiers from escaping."

"This will not happen unless all the generals and officers in the army are involved."

Ying Chengxuan thought thoughtfully: "Fan Yuqi died around the third quarter of Rending (22:45), but the mutiny only started when Rending was about to die."

"It's not like Fan Yuqi had expected it and decided in advance to mutiny tonight."

"Instead, it's more like the news of Fan Yuqi's death was leaked, forcing the soldiers to mutiny in advance!"

The hexagram master hurriedly explained: "Master, I have been keeping an eye on those soldiers."

"After the war, I humbled myself by counting the number of people, and then asked the surviving soldiers to identify the dead soldiers, and they were all correctly numbered."

Ying Chengxuan nodded slightly: "Since the news is not from the soldiers inside the house, it should be the news from people outside the house."

The hexagram master was a little puzzled: "There are indeed people outside the mansion who are watching us, but they should be from Tunliu County, not from the army!"

Picking up the first scroll of bamboo slips handed over by the eighth husband, Ying Chengxiao said quietly: "The people who monitor the Chang'an Lord's Mansion are indeed not members of the military."

"But the magistrate of Tunliu County is from Lu Buwei!"

A roll of bamboo slips made up for the missing chain, and allowed Ying Chengyu to finally understand why the mutiny happened tonight!

The hexagram master and the eighth master immediately became angry: "Is this person the one who inspired the mutiny in advance?"

"Master, please report it to the imperial court. This is an act committed by the superiors to cause chaos to the three barbarian tribes. This person must pay the price for it!"

The hexagram master and the eighth master trusted the imperial court and the laws of Qin.

They felt that as long as Zhao Zhe's actions were reported to the court, Zhao Zhe would definitely be punished.

Ying Chengyu was not so optimistic.

Go and see the mourning husband’s body that was buried in the mud and couldn’t even be dug out!

Looking at the deceased husband’s death, you can understand how tough and decisive those people were in handling evidence!

Ying Chengyu didn't think he could find the evidence before the other party destroyed it.

In the absence of evidence, why did Ying Chengyu let Lu Buwei deal with his cronies?

But it is even more impossible for Ying Chengyu to swallow the loss of silence as if nothing had happened!

Ying Chengyu suddenly asked: "How many soldiers and horses fled tonight?"

Bafu didn't know why Ying Chengyu suddenly asked this question, but he quickly answered: "About 20,000."

Ying Chengyu smiled softly: "More than 20,000 rebels fled, so it should be normal for hundreds of rebels to flee to the county magistrate's house, right?"

Bafu's eyes lit up: "I understand, I will lead the robes to deal with that dog magistrate tonight!"

Ying Chengyu shook his head: "You just fought tonight and your energy is exhausted."

"Gua Fu, you go."

The hexagram master gladly handed over his hands and said, "Yes!"

The eighth husband was quite angry when he saw this: "Master, although I fought a battle, but..."

Before Bafu could finish speaking, Ying Chengyu glared at him directly: "Your leg is injured. You are recovering in the military camp. Don't think about it!"

Bafu immediately withered and couldn't help Ying Chengyu. Bafu felt extremely uncomfortable.

After thinking for a while, the eighth husband suddenly had an idea: "Master, I can't go, then can I recommend someone?"

Ying Chengyu asked with great interest: "Who is it?"

Bafu hurriedly said: "Su Jiao!"