In the rebel camp, the aftermath of the spy has not dispersed, groups of soldiers patrol everywhere, trying to find the escaped assassin.
However, the assassin was like a bullock into the sea. There was no trace at all. There was no place where the assassin escaped.
Hu Tiangao carefully explored the traces left by Liang Hua, but he also got nothing. He had to step up the inspection and went back to the central army's account of the Red Army dejectedly.
"Taoist priest, people are really floating in the camp now. Liang Hua has been following Miao Wei for more than ten years. He knew Liang Hua before Miao Wei's incident. But now Liang Hua colludes with an assassin to kill Miao Wei's son. It's really unexpected!"
Hu Tiangao said with an ugly face.
"This is the heart of the people. If things go smoothly, the followers will be like dragons. If there are difficulties and disasters, the heart of the people will float." The immortal of heaven sighed helplessly and said, "fortunately, several immortals are skillful and flexible. Otherwise, it was just the moment when the rebel army collapsed!"
"It's just that there's a certain advantage in this matter, that is, the only son of King Zhanshan Miao Wei was killed by spies, and there's no possibility for King Zhanshan to reconcile with the imperial court. Now we can win him over, just in case!"
"What in case?" Another leader of the Red Army asked.
"If King Du can't wake up, we can support him. King Pinghai has a deep mind and strong strength. If the situation is over, he may accept the imperial edict. If no one can compete with him, no one in the whole rebel army will be able to resist his power."
The way of heaven, the real man said solemnly.
"What? What do you mean? My elder brother is not dead yet, so you want to support others? " The leader of the Red Army said excitedly.
"It's just a precaution. After all, the king of heaven is seriously injured now. I don't know if Zhao Shangxian can succeed or not." Heaven way true person facial expression ugliness of say.
The leader of the Red Army looks ugly, but Hu Tiangao didn't reply. It seems that even he agrees with Tiandao. After all, this situation can only prepare for the worst.
"In this case, Taoist priest, why let Zhao Shangxian take risks? Several Shangxian have great kindness to our Red Army. If there is no result, why let Zhao Shangxian take risks?"
The leader of the Red Army was stunned and said, holding his fist.
"King Du is too important to the volunteers. Even if we only have the hope of just in case, we have to try. What if Zhao Shangxian succeeds? I think it's worth the risk! " The way of heaven said in a deep voice.
"I hope Zhao Shangxian can succeed!" The leader of the Red Army sighed and finally said helplessly.
At the same time, in the camp of the imperial court, some people went into the big tent of the Chinese army, went directly to the prince, lowered their voice and said a few words in his ear.
"It's said that there are some strange people in the Red Army's camp. They are powerful and can't be dealt with easily. They have already broken our conspiracy to sow dissension. What's the teacher's opinion?"
The prince asked with a frown.
"Do you know the strength of those strange people?" The emperor asked with a frown.
"The strength of those strange people is strong, and maybe the strength of the prefecture level third grade or so!" The prince thought a little and said that although he had not seen them with his own eyes, the spies judged that they were about three grades. Maybe they were not up to three grades, but only about three grades.
"It's nothing to worry about. If they all have the strength of the first grade and the second grade, they need to worry about it!" Dugu Ba said, "inform the rebels of their work and let them find a chance to get rid of it."
"The teacher is right, that's the arrangement!" The prince nodded to the person who reported, and then said, "but our camp also has to step up its guard, for fear that those strange people may also have some strange means!"
"Yes, we really need to step up some protection in the camp!" Dugu Ba nodded and said.
"In addition, there is the old ancestor of blood shadow. He is secretive and has to exert his strength to torture and kill so many people!" Said the prince.
"Although the strength of blood shadow master may not be the top, he has a strange and clever method, and he specially controls the curfew. He thinks that those strange people can't make waves!" Dugu Ba said.
The prince nodded, feeling that Dugu BA was right. The blood shadow ancestor claimed that he was reincarnated. This may not be true. His strength is not up to the first grade, which is estimated to be about the second grade. But no one doubts that he has strange powers, which are unpredictable. He must be thinking that those strange people can't make any ghosts.
On the other hand, in a corner of the camp far away from the big tent of the Chinese army, Luo Tianjun, Zhao Fugui's fake, has already met the ancestor of blood shadow.
The old ancestor of blood shadow leans on the big chair of tiger head and looks at Luo Tianjun carelessly. Although Luo Tianjun is the figure that the emperor Dugu Ba attaches great importance to, he only has the strength of four grades. The old ancestor of blood shadow has not paid much attention to him.
"Luo Tianjun, what do you want to do when you come to my camp?" Blood shadow ancestor looking at Zhao Fugui disguised Luo Tianjun light asked."You get out of here first!" Zhao Fugui pretends to be Luo Tianjun. He takes a cold look at the boy with red lips and white teeth and says faintly.
"Yes The boy just felt a tight heart, as if he had been directly grasped by the heart, and hurried back, until he left the camp and walked far away.
"Even my boy has to be sent away. It seems that the emperor of heaven is looking for me for something important!" Blood shadow ancestor looked at Zhao Fugui pretending to be Luo Tianjun with great interest and said.
"It's natural!" Zhao Fugui pretends to be Luo Tianjun and says.
"Oh? Well, I have some interests. What can I do for you The blood shadow ancestor sat up straight and looked at Luo Tianjun, who Zhao Fugui was pretending to be, and asked.
"I'll kill you!"
As soon as Zhao Fugui's voice fell, a bright light of the sword suddenly bloomed from his hands. The light of the sword was like mercury pouring down the ground and spread all over the camp, as if there were countless knives in the camp, but it seemed that there was only one.
Xueying's face suddenly froze. He wanted to resist in an instant, but he found that his magic power, all kinds of strange and unpredictable means were suppressed in this instant. For him, such suppression was only half a breath at most. After half a breath, his magic power could not be suppressed.
But for those who are strong, half a breath is too long, long is life and death.
Within half a breath, the blood shadow ancestor suddenly felt cold, and then his body consciousness began to sink into the darkness.