Chapter 419: They are all their own people, recognize their identities
The soldiers under his command said, "General, these two people are indeed having problems. Should we send people to recover them?"
Weiting looked at the grass in the south and narrowed his eyes.
"Send two clever ones to follow first, don't alert the enemy."
Wei Ting has reached an agreement with Hu Feng.
He told Hu Feng that everything was safe in Qi Peiyao and her children, and promised to let the Hu brothers go.
First, then polite, this is the best way to recruit surrender.
Hu Feng also told him that Xi Jin still had more than a dozen hidden lines in Longzhou, and each time he contacted Hu Feng, he was not the same person. He was identified by the special golden totem embroidered on the cuffs of Xijin's dark thread.
The terrain of Weiting is the highest, so you can see the people who are deliberately hiding clearly. The shining light in the weeds was Xi Jin's golden totem.
Unexpectedly, the dark line was dispatched so quickly.
It was hidden in the withered grass in the south, and it seemed that it was peering at the village woman's travels.
But, it's more than that.
Weiting turned his head again and looked north, and he grinded his back teeth.
Because there are also a group of masters there.
In addition to the direction where they escaped, many good players gathered in the other three directions.
This village woman is indeed not an ordinary identity.
Weiting said to the remaining people: "Let's go and meet the south first."
The soldiers under his command said alertly: "I will send an order to let the large army come."
Weiting shook his head and said, "No, they are not many, and they are not for us."
They had just controlled the remnants of Xijin from Heifeng Village at night, and Xijin sent someone to help the next day? Obviously not.
Not so fast.
Instead, someone summoned the Xijin dark line near Longzhou.
Who will this person be?
Wei Ting didn't know yet, but it was just right to catch all the hidden threads in front of him first.
Several purple-clothed assassins in the south quietly set off and were about to chase the village woman who had gotten off the carriage. A tall and handsome figure appeared in front of her.
"Where are you going?"
The God of Weine appeared alone without knowing it, with an iconic smile on his lips.
When the assassins saw Wei Ting, their faces under the purple mask were twisted for a moment.
This general of Zhenbei is famous in Beili, but what he left in Xijin is the reputation of "Ghost Sorrow".
Weiting's eyes flashed, and it seemed that they didn't know they were here, which further confirmed their guesses.
"You know me? It's great."
Weiting curled his lips and approached them.
"Are you here to find our generals? I happened to bring 10,000 troops to visit Heifeng Village, and I can play with you."
Who would bring ten thousand soldiers to play in this valley?
There were only Weiting and the two soldiers behind him in front of him, but when he saw his dressing, he knew that they were sent from the North.
Xi Jin's assassins did not doubt Wei Ting's words, and their aura was completely chaotic and they did not dare to act rashly.
Weiting unbuttoned his wrist guard and then buckled it round by circle.
He said in a relaxed tone: "It's still the same rule. You throw away the hidden weapon in your hand and seal the acupoints yourself. Don't let me do it."
Weiting smiled more and more kindly: "You know, I treat surrendered prisoners of war very gentle."
The assassins looked at each other, and their eyes were full of hesitation.
They lurked in Longzhou with various identities for more than ten years, and they no longer had the best skills they had before. Now they are fighting Wei Ting and his soldiers with their horses, which is like hitting stones with eggs.
Seeing that these people were silent and silent, Weiting put away his smile. He held his wrist and said coldly, "Or, do you want to feel the feeling of being trampled by thousands of horses and buried alive!"
Weiting was very powerful among the two armies. He changed his face a little, and the assassins threw down hidden weapons and sealed their acupoints one after another.
Immediately afterwards, two soldiers rushed out from behind Weiting, holding a straw rope in his hands, and tied the group of people together.
Weiting said, "Corre them with the Xijin people in the village."
He looked north again and found that the team of men in black had been hidden. If he read this trick correctly
Weiting said, "You don't have to follow me."
The soldier said worriedly: "General, my subordinates will go with you."
Wei Ting waved his hand: "It's all his own people."
There are no people in this place where there is no village or shop in the back?
The soldier did not dare to question it, touched the back of his head, followed the orders, and escorted the group of people back to Heifeng Village.
The group of people in the north were sent to protect Ji Qingwu, but accidentally lost the person.
In order to make up for the mistakes, they searched for traces overnight and finally found Ji Qingwu's whereabouts in this Black Wind Village.
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
The leader of the secret guard tsk and said, "This guard is accustomed to being fooled, so there are no ten thousand soldiers."
They passed through Heifeng Village and saw only two or three thousand elite soldiers. These were all brought by Li Chengxun, so Weiting brought a few personal guards.
"Boss, we have to chase Miss Ji quickly, otherwise we will be lost again later."
The leader of the secret guard looked at him through the black mask, and his subordinates immediately fell silent.
"I won't lose this time, I won't be like last time."
The subordinate asked in confusion: "Then this time, is it Miss Ji Wu in the carriage?"
Last time, Ji Qingwu and Ji Qingrong cooperated, making the secret guards mistakenly think that she was the person in the carriage that was accompanying the four seas.
But this time, Ji Qingwu didn't know that they had come to the door, so he should be so careful.
But what if she thinks of it?
The secret guard leader said inexplicably: "This Miss Ji's tactics cannot be underestimated. The people in the carriage should be."
The leader of the secret guard touched his chin, in the eyes of the secret guards seeking knowledge.
He said deeply: "I don't know who it is, actually."
The shoulders of the secret guards collapsed, and it turned out that the boss couldn't tell the difference.
The leader of the secret guard said decisively: "In this way, we will divide into two groups, and both groups will follow. In this way, there will be no mistakes again. When we find the true body, we will use signals to communicate with each other."
Weiting quietly appeared behind them.
Holding his arms, he said, "The person who got off the carriage just now is not her."
Hearing the sound, the leader of the secret guard turned his head, his tone was not surprising, and he called out, "Brother Wei is here."
Wei Ting raised his eyebrows and said, "Old Yao, you are here too."
The two of them are old acquaintances and have a good relationship so good that there is no need to reminisce about the past. The leader of the secret guard asked for advice directly: "How did Brother Wei tell it?"
Weiting could no longer guess the identity of the escaped village woman, he was just a fool.
If it weren't for Ji Qingwu, who else could have such a big air and be too tired to drive the emperor to call on such a large number of secret guards.
It would be not difficult to identify the village woman among the two.
Weiting's teeth creaked and said, "Look at the figure and look at the walking posture."
The leader of the secret guard saw that he was reacting strangely and asked, "Are you very familiar with this Miss Ji Wu?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he remembered the rumors about Lin'an a while ago. He was covered by a mask and could not see his expression.
Weiting's mouth pursed into a thread and then loosened.
"Stop it, Lao Yao, your iron mask is shaking out."
(This chapter ends)