Since you are a military soldier in the rear army, why did you come to this wisp?”

Han Daxiong looked at the centurion in front of him with some confusion. When Xiao Bieli split the troops, he explained it clearly.

There can only be one battalion of people in this line of sky, and no one else is allowed to enter it privately. I think a small centurion doesn't have the courage to disobey Xiao Bieli's general order.

"General, we have come to find out the horse Xushishi after being ordered by the Supervisory Office of the Later Army!"

The centurion knelt on the ground with one knee, held up the purple gold dragon order in both hands, and replied in a trembling voice.

The rear army did not obey the commander's order and went to the first celestial world privately. This is a sin of losing one's head. Even if they had the rear army supervisory department behind them, they could not afford it.

He could go from a military soldier to a centurion position, so he naturally understood that once the general pursued the matter, the Supervisory Office would definitely offend the Central Army Commander for his small centurion.

If he is not careful, he will most likely become a victim between the Supervisory Office and the Grand Marshal.

"The Supervisory Department of the Back Army, Shangguan Yulong?"

Since the Eight Kingdoms started the war, Han Nobita has been following Xiao Bieli, and naturally knows some important figures in the three armies.

"Yes!"

The centurion still knelt on one knee on the ground, not daring to breathe.

"Can we find out the truth of the horse? What's going on?"

Han Daxiong vaguely felt that this matter was not that simple.

If it is really to find out the truth and sending a few scouts to the point, why should we set up this camp?

"A few days ago, a cavalry reported to the rear army that the power of Nanmang Battalion was killed and retreated. The Supervision Office felt it was strange, so he sent us to Yishitian to check."

Although the centurion's words were very smooth, Han Nobita still captured a trace of unusual meaning from his tone.

"Haha, can the Shangguan family make such a decision?"

Han Daxiong sneered. When he was in the middle of the army, Xiao Bieli had analyzed some generals among the three armies for him, and Shangguan Rulong happened to be among them.

However, Xiao Bieli's evaluation of this young leader of the Shangguan family who came from a prominent family was only two simple words.

A fool!

The reason why they were able to get a position in the Supervisory Department in the Later Army was that in addition to the Shangguan family, Shangguan Hongtu, who had a lot of talents all over the world, was due to the ten million taels of silver raising.

The Supervision Department has little power in the military, and it is difficult to have the opportunity to go to the battlefield. The new Human Emperor must always give these noble families some thinness.

The centurion lowered his head, and he could not hear a word from Han Daxiong and know nothing.

"Tell me what you know, otherwise, do you know that I have the right to live and kill by the commander?"

Han Daxiong landed the heavy sword in front of the centurion, and his powerful aura instantly suppressed the hundred cavalry and horses.

It’s not that he insisted on being in trouble with an ordinary centurion, but this ray of inconsistency is related to Tang Ming, and Han Daxiong couldn’t help but be careful.

"General... we are just doing our orders, please spare me!"

Change one knee to two knees, and the centurion kowtows like pounding garlic.

"If you want your life, come here as you want!"

Han Daxiong's face suddenly turned aside. It can be seen from the attitude of the centurion that there must be something wrong with it.

"Yes, five days ago, a cavalry came to report to the First Line Tian Tianma Camp that all the entire camp except for theirs, were destroyed by the Nanmang Front camp."

"According to the Wu Zu, they, under the leadership of Chief Biao, attacked and killed the Nanmang Front camp and beheaded his captain."

"Then the chief Biao heard that the Dragon Scale Iron Cavalry was trapped in the east and led the remaining thirty people to attack the east and leave him to report to the rear army and go to Yanziling outside the northern foothill to respond."

The centurion made up his mind. Anyway, he was the one who was unlucky in the end, so he simply said everything he knew in one breath.

"Since it's a response, why has it become an investigation?"

Han Daxiong's eyes gradually became colder. There were always some shameful things happening among the three armies, and Xiao Bieli had told him all these.

"The Supervisor's Office doesn't believe what Wu Zu said, so let's come and check it out."

The centurion shrank his neck, not because he was afraid of death, but the key was that the strong man in front of him gave people a special feeling.

The mute glared at his eyes, then turned around and rushed to Han Daxiong, and began to gesture back and forth with both hands.

"Bring the head of the captain?"

Han Daxiong looked at the mute's anxious gesture, frowned slightly, and turned around and stared at the centurion.

"Yes... the Wushu was indeed the head of the Nanmang Commander, but Lord Shangguan insisted that the man was a spy from Nanmang, and arrested him and sent us to check it out."

The cold sweat on the centurion's forehead was gone. If the greed for merit was not revealed, everyone would be at peace. Once it was exposed to the public, it would be really troublesome.

"Investigate? Haha, do you think you are leaning against Shangguan Yulong behind you, and I, Han Daxiong, don't dare to kill you?"

Han Nobita stared at the centurion and moved the heavy sword in his hand a few points.

"General, please spare me! General, please spare me!"

The centurion looked at Han Daxiong, who was gradually lifting the heavy sword in horror. From the two people in front of him, he felt a faint murderous intent.

"If you don't say it, I can only ask Shangguan Yulong with your head!"

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"I...I said, I said it all!"

The centurion was limp on the ground, and now there is no way out.

It turned out that Little Lizi had never seen the commander of the rear army, and the head of the Nanmang Commander was directly detained by the Supervision Office.

Shangguan Rulong was determined to be greedy for this military merit, so he sent them to check it out. After figuring out the matter here, he reported the military merits in the name of the scouts of the Supervisory Department.

In this way, the entire army of the Tama Camp was wiped out, and Tang Ming and his team became the ones who escaped in the last battle. The skill of killing more than a thousand enemy enemy in the Nanmang Ma Camp was naturally brought to the hands of the Supervision Office.

"Where is Ma Wuzhang now?"

Han Noahong looked at the anxious mute beside him. Han Noahong, who knew that Tang Ming was a human being, asked him first without asking about military merits.

"We were detained by Lord Shangguan in the rear army. According to the Supervision Department's intention, when we returned, we would punish the man on the spot for escaping in the last battle!"

The centurion crawled on the ground and said with a trembling slight trembling.

"Okay, okay! Good one is the Supervisory Office of the Back Army, and good one is the Shangguan Yulong!!"

Han Nobita said three times in a row, and the veins on his forehead were shaking.

"Muzi, follow me and let's go to the rear army!"

Han Daxiong pulled the centurion's war horse and sent the reins to the mute's hand. Then he swept the sky with a long sword, and his body turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the sky.

The mute got on the horse without saying a word and turned around and rode his horse.

Since following Tang Ming, their men and women fought bloody battles, they have never been as frustrated as they are today.

"Big head, what should we do now?"

Looking at the mute riding horse, a sergeant walked to the centurion and asked softly.

"Leave it to fate, the horse turns around and turn back to the army!"

The centurion took the whip handed by the sergeant, then turned back to his horse and headed towards the rear army.

Things have developed to this point, and it is no longer possible for him, a centurion to control him.

The next game is the battle between Shangguan Yulong and this man with a prominent identity, or the battle between the noble family and the royal family.

...

On the Beiling Plain, two hundred miles away from the Yishitian, continuous military tents run through the entire plain.

In the camp on the right side of the tent, there was no stern and tragic as the warriors went on the war. Instead, there were waves of desolate sounds coming from time to time.

In the big tent, a young man with a handsome appearance but a pale face was hugging a singer with a good appearance in his arms, and holding a bottle of fragrant wine in his right hand.

This is not a military camp on the iron-blooded battlefield? It is obviously a place where singing and dancing are peaceful!

"Mr. Shangguan, this time the two thousand Nanmang scouts from the first line of the sky are enough to make you go a step further in the Northern Expedition Army!"

This young man whose body was hollowed out by wine is the only seed of Shangguan family, Shangguan Yulong.

On both sides of his side, not only were there soldiers in the army, but also some were in charge of the army, and so on.

One of the rear army leaders Bo picked up the wine, walked to Shangguan Yulong, and said with a flattering look on his face.

In fact, they didn't believe that they could kill more than 2,000 people in the Qianma camp of Nanmang with one standard.

However, the head in the hand of the Wu Zun was undoubtedly the former Maying Commander.

They have never done such a thing before, but they rarely touch such a big deal.

After all, if you kill more than a thousand battalions, at least the leaders are the commander level.

Military generals of this level have lieutenants, side generals, and even the chief general of the army behind them.

After all, in the army, it is actually the same as a family, and it emphasizes the same origin, affiliation, a foundation, and a backer...

But the martial arts that the martial arts brought back were just a little unknown small centurion. How could they not jealous?

"We also need to rely on everyone's strong help!"
To be continued...