Patrol Captain

One day later, Sichuan Pass.

The wind and snow are blowing, the vast land and the endless mountains are like three million flying jade dragons.

At the mountain-cutting army's headquarters, in the meeting hall, the fire basin was crackling, and outside the hall the cold wind blew up a cloud of mist.

"Hasn't the news come yet?"

At this moment, footsteps were heard in the hall, followed by a dull and powerful voice. From the tone, it seemed that he was frowning.

"Commander, not yet!" a voice answered in a low voice, and then sighed softly.

"It's been four days!" The person asking the question was obviously a little anxious, his voice became heavy and full of uneasiness.

Then the hall fell into silence and no one answered.

at this time,

"Deng deng deng"

There was a cold wind outside the hall, and suddenly there was the sound of hurried footsteps going up the stairs.

Inside the hall, several pairs of eyes suddenly looked outside the hall, with a kind of nervousness in their eyes.

The person who came was a captain in blue armor. He met the sight and reported in a stern voice while standing outside the hall.

"Sir, the patrol officers of the South City discovered that some people were trying to break the formation and sneak back to the inner city. They fought fiercely and captured them, and some brothers were killed or injured. These people are the children of several families in Jinguan City, and among them is a master of Tianguan. They are unruly. How should we deal with them?"

As soon as these words were spoken, a strong wind was heard in the hall, followed by a "pop" and the sound of a teacup falling to the ground and breaking.

"kill!"

An angry roar filled with murderous intent came from the hall!

"Yes!"

The captain in green armor received the order, turned around, grasped the knife at his waist with one hand, and left quickly.

Inside the palace, in the center of the lobby, Pei Yanhu was like an angry tiger, his eyes bulging with murderous intent.

The two Zhonglang generals beside him also looked unhappy and stood up one after another.
"Commander, please calm down. This is a critical moment and we cannot let these guys disrupt our formation." The Sixth Mountain General spoke up and advised with a serious face.

"I know!" Pei Yanhu snorted heavily, then his eyes tightened and looked outside the palace, "But if I don't get any news, I will be restless. What's going on at the front line? Is the plan successful? Has Jiu Zhonglang come out?"

He finished speaking in one breath and wanted to say more, but paused, then sighed deeply, "Zi'an, my heart is like floating duckweed, I really don't feel at ease!"

After saying this, a look of fatigue appeared on his face.

"Sir, don't worry. Think about it, four days have passed. If the plan didn't go well, news should have been sent back long ago. Maybe no news is the best news!" Liu Zhonglang pondered for a while and said seriously.

"That's right, Brother Zi'an and I have the same opinion!" The other Zhonglang did not feel that this was a comfort, he thought so too.

"Maybe you are right!" Pei Yanhu cheered up. He did have such an idea, but the matter was of great importance. The mountain-faring army could no longer bear the loss. The longer time passed without any news, the more uneasy they would be.

"Continue to send people to the south of the town to inquire!"

Outside the hall, armored soldiers immediately ran over to deliver orders.

The sight then shifted to the outside of the palace. At this time, a milky white dome covered the entire Chuanzhong Pass, stretching for more than ten miles, with the flying snow blocked outside.

Since tens of thousands of soldiers were dispatched a few days ago, the Sichuan Pass has been under martial law.
And not long after,
There was another sound of footsteps outside the hall, but it was more urgent than before.

The Qingjia Captain who had just gone to reply came back to the outside of the hall. Pei Yanhu, who was about to turn around and discuss the various possibilities of this expedition with the two Zhonglangs on the sand table, stopped and turned back.

"You left and came back again, why?"

The captain in blue armor stepped aside, and a figure appeared behind him. He was also wearing blue armor, but his body was covered with snow, his hair was still untied, and he was covered with dust. The man strode into the hall with an anxious look on his face. He knelt on one knee, clasped his fists and reported in a hurry.

"Xu San, the captain of the 7th Battalion of the Divine Might of the 9th Mountain Route, came to see the commander. There was a change in Jinguan City. The court has sent people. Several cavalrymen have been placed under house arrest, and the rest of the troops have been recalled to the mountains."

"What?" Pei Yanhu's face changed drastically when he heard this, and then he became furious and said, "Fuck your court."

"What do they want to do?"

"They want to escort the general back to the capital," the captain of the Ninth Mountain was obviously very angry and spoke harshly.

But the next second, something strange happened. The captain's throat seemed to be suddenly blocked by something, and he let out a terrified whimpering sound. Then, with a "puff" sound, a white hand with distinct joints suddenly pierced through his abdomen.

Then, a white mist rolled up and submerged the human figure.

Pei Yanhu was startled by the sudden change that happened so close to him. Then his eyes became fierce and he was filled with rage. He lifted his sleeves and let out a thunderous roar that shook the hall.

"Who?"

The sleeves blew out a strong wind, which blew towards the white mist, making it rustle.

At the same time, outside the hall, a sharp whistle was quickly sounded.

The rattling sound of armor colliding quickly surged towards the main hall.

At this moment, the white mist was quickly blown away, revealing two blurry figures inside.

A sharp and long voice sounded slowly.

"Are you Pei Yanhu?"

"Too bad. With your limited ability, do you think you can control the overall situation? It seems that Shu is really in chaos. No wonder you lost the emperor's favor."

As the words fell, the white mist finally dissipated, and the figure inside appeared clearly.

The person had a face like an orchid, bright red lips, long and thin eyebrows, and frighteningly white skin. He was wearing a robe embroidered with clouds and waves. When he spoke, there was a rolling Adam's apple in his throat, and his voice was shrill and piercing, which gave people goose bumps.

This man was holding the Ninth Mountain Captain in one hand as if it were nothing. There was a bloody hole as thick as his arm in the other's abdomen. His face was ferocious, and he was enduring the pain and groaning.

Pei Yanhu stared at the man who suddenly appeared three meters away. This man was neither male nor female, and gave him the feeling of being stared at by a poisonous snake, making his hair stand on end.

Insidious and vicious!
Cultivation is in Musashi!
But he was furious. He was angry because he had hurt his soldiers in front of him. He was so angry that he suppressed his anger.

"Let him go!"

The man looked at him coldly and disdainfully, then threw the soldier in his hand aside and smashed it onto the pillar of the hall, sneering.
"Hehe, given our status, we will not make things difficult for such a small character. We just destroyed his Dantian."

"You are so brave, are you planning to attack our family?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Pei Yanhu on the opposite side suddenly turned into a residual image on the spot, and with a shocking burst of energy, he swung out a punch and hit the eunuch hard.

With uncontrollable rage,

"Why don't you dare?"

His fists caught fire, screamed, and burned fiercely.

At the same time, the other two Lieutenants also took action, sending out whistling rays of light from both sides, aiming directly at the eunuch to kill him.

at the same time,

Hula la.

The door of the hall banged open, and soldiers with spears rushed in, their cold eyes were breathtaking. (End of this chapter)