Chapter 1845 Change Clothes

Chapter 266: Change Your Clothes

Mo Shanghua originally thought that Han Xianxian was just assigned by Yan Moli in order to save people from talking and get a reputation for treating his younger brother harshly, so he should not have been ordered to do any special tasks. Now hearing what he said, it is naturally clear in his heart.

Yan Moli is really cautious in his actions. It is not enough to have those two pioneers, there is actually a pioneer here.

Just as she was thinking about it, she saw Han Xianxian's gaze sweeping towards her calmly, the implication of which was self-evident.

Mo Shanghua's eyes suddenly narrowed, and he turned to look at Yan Beicheng, "How can you catch a tiger if you don't enter the tiger's den, my lord, I agree with Han Xianxian."

Yan Beicheng opened the water bag, took a sip of water and drank it, cleared his throat, and opened his mouth as if very cautiously: "Since you both think so, there must be your reasons, I just listen to you." .”

"In that case, Xianxian Han, I'll trouble you to send an order. We will hurry on our way while we rest for a cup of tea." Mo Shanghua handed the torch back to Qin Lin who was at the side, and ordered lightly.

Yan Beicheng has already agreed, and Han Xianxian definitely has no reason not to disobey his orders. He got up immediately and said, "The general obeys, by the way, the general will find two people who are similar in stature to the prince and concubine later, and invite the prince and concubine Cooperate and change clothes with the two of you."

"My king knows, Han Xianxian, hurry up and get busy." Yan Beicheng waved his hand, stuffed the last bite of biscuit into his mouth, and said vaguely.

As for the next step, Mo Shanghua and Yan Beicheng deliberately did not have too much interaction, so as to avoid Han Xianxian's suspicion.

Then, it was extremely smooth to find two people who were similar in stature to the two of them, exchanged clothes and marching order with them, let the two fake people walk at the top, and Yan Beicheng and Mo Shanghua The two were wearing the clothes of ordinary soldiers, and followed behind. When they reached the fork marked on the map, they directly divided the remaining troops into two, and parted ways from two different places in the east and west.

When there was still more than half of the distance to the east, the team that had been rushing forward slowed down under Yan Beicheng's instructions. He grabbed the reins of the horse under him, and said in a rather casual tone, "It's too dark here I can't see anything clearly, everyone should walk slowly, otherwise, it would be good if you fell into the pit."

Right now, apart from Yan Beicheng Mo Shanghua, there are no other vanguard lieutenants in the team. They are all big soldiers. With Yan Beicheng, they naturally dare not say anything and slow down obediently when they are busy.

Mo Shanghua glanced sideways at Yan Beicheng, whose expression had returned to the look of the dandy King Yu before ordinary people. His brows didn't change a bit, and he turned his head in just a moment, staring ahead, as if he didn't see anything.

It was already late at night, and everywhere was quiet, except for the slightly messy steps of soldiers and horses stepping on the ground, and the panting of soldiers and soldiers, the silence was terrible, not even the sound of cicadas croaking and frogs croaking.

Originally, Yan Beicheng, who was riding unhurriedly at the front of the team, suddenly tightened the reins, and the horse stopped immediately, not taking a step forward.

When some soldiers were still wondering, they saw that the people around them also stopped their horses one after another, stopping in step with Yan Beicheng.

Yan Beicheng was riding on a tall horse, most of his face was shrouded in darkness, only half of his face was reflected by the moonlight, but the scarlet birthmark on his cheek looked more coquettish and terrifying at this moment, vivid It was so bright that it seemed to be stained with real blood, and a strange atmosphere gradually enveloped the air.

"kill."

After a while, Yan Beicheng was caged in the darkness, and then a faint light flashed in Yan Beicheng's extremely bright and deep eyes, and his thin lips spit out a word lightly, but people couldn't ignore it, and felt that the hair on his whole body seemed to follow This sentence stood up instantly.

With such an aura, he and Yan Beicheng, who was greedy for life and afraid of death before, are simply two people, and they are two people who can't be associated together no matter what.

As soon as the words were finished, those who were still in doubt saw white lights flashing in the hands of the comrades beside them, and the next moment, their heads were already in different places, and they didn't even have time to think.

In Moshang Hua's eyes, beside every soldier, he saw a soldier suddenly raised his hand very quickly, pulled out a dagger from his wrist, and then quickly wiped the face of the people around him with lightning speed. The neck, the people around were not prepared, and they all fell down in an instant, and the originally clean white blade in the hands of the murderer was instantly stained red with blood.

From head to toe, Yan Beicheng didn't even turn his head, as if he was extremely confident in the people behind him, and he wasn't worried about what mistakes they might make.

"唰" "唰"

After dealing with the soldiers assigned by Yan Moli, the group quickly adjusted their formation and knelt down behind Yan Beicheng neatly. During the process, they didn't even make the slightest sound, and their movements were extremely light.

"Everyone from the blood department is here to see the master." Mo Ling, who hadn't seen him for a long time, suddenly walked out of the crowd, knelt at the front of the queue, and bowed his head respectfully.

Under the bright moonlight, Moshanghua looked sideways at Yan Beicheng at that time, and only then did some radiance appear in her calm eyes. The feeling in her heart can only be expressed in words.

She has always known that Yan Beicheng's strength is strong, but she never thought that it has become so strong that so many people seem to be just a branch of his subordinates, so what is his real strength? ?

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Although the journey to Donglin is not too far, Yan Beicheng Moshanghua spent a lot of time to rest before, and when he was about to reach Donglin, the sky was already pale, Yanbei Chengmoshanghua, and all the soldiers faced There is a bit of tiredness on the face.

Mo Shanghua rubbed her forehead wearily, but still raised her voice and said, "Everyone, everyone is persevering. We will arrive at Donglin when we have a cup of tea. At that time, everyone can rest for a while."

"Yes……"

All the soldiers responded feebly, and the tired look on their faces did not improve in the slightest.

Yan Beicheng also looked sleepy, his eyelids drooped, as if he would fall asleep at any moment.

The section of road they took was the official road, which was opened between dense forests, and the road was surrounded by lush trees with sparse vegetation. If you want to hide people, it must be an excellent place.

It seems that Yan Moli chose this location well.

Although Moshanghua looked tired, her eyes were still moving around from time to time, silently remembering the surrounding terrain and the direction of trees growing.

While thinking about it, Yan Beicheng suddenly came to her side, calmly stuffed a dagger into her hand, and whispered in her ear softly, "Be careful."