Chapter 1144 Horror

   "General, these people outside are too close to the camp, should we warn them? Or drive them away?"

  The captain on duty asked in a low voice.

   "It's night at this time, and I can't see what's going on outside. How can I make a noise at will to expose the arrangement in the camp?"

   "Not to mention sending soldiers out of the camp, if something goes wrong, can you afford it?"

  Zhu Ju cast a cold look at the captain who had no winks:

   "The best way to deal with it at this time is to stick to the camp, not to move rashly, and to respond to all changes with the same."

   "The order goes on, and everyone must not move lightly. No matter what happens outside, as long as they don't break into the camp, otherwise everyone must not reveal their location."

   "No."

   "Keep your voice down!"

  …

  In this era, the soldiers who can take the initiative to launch night battles are the most elite troops that the commander can control.

   Not to mention this era, even in later generations, the war on the Koryo Peninsula, representing the highest combat power on earth, the United Nations Army, was also devastated by the night battle.

  After the war, one of the two parties suffered from a phobia of insufficient firepower, and the other suffered from a phobia of night battles. They will spend their lives trying to make up for their shortcomings in the next few decades.

  So Zhu Ju's response now is indeed the most appropriate and reasonable.

  As long as the other party is not targeting you, it is best not to go out easily when the situation outside is unknown, and just stick to the camp.

  Anyway, Zhu Ju would never admit it, and he wanted to hear more secrets about Feng Du's nurse.

  Since Nanxiang published his first chivalrous novel, chivalrous novels have become extremely popular in Han over the years.

   Even greatly promoted the development of storytellers.

  And the three novels that storytellers must memorize by heart are naturally the "Shooting the Condors" trilogy.

  Zhu Ju has been in Han for so long, even though he has never read other chivalrous novels, he must have heard of these three books.

  These three novels are about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, but they are closely related to the affairs of the princes and countries.

  From the Battle of Handan to the struggle for hegemony between Chu and Han, there is a book that runs through it and plays a vital role in the final winner.

   That is the mysterious "Wu An Jun Art of War".

  This book was written by Qin Wuan Jun Baiqi, Zhao Wuan Jun Li Mu edited and annotated, and finally Huaiyin Marquis Han Xin obtained it and helped Han Gaodi win the world.

  There is a gossip that the book is now in the hands of Feng Duhu.

   There are ten schools of thought, Confucianism, Taoism, Yin and Yang, Fa, Ming, Mo, Zongheng, Za, Nong, and novels.

  But there are only nine schools of thought. Novelists were at the bottom of the list, and what they said was too absurd. They were eventually removed from the list in the later Han Dynasty and became nine schools of thought, which were divided into nine streams for distinction.

  In the past, especially after arriving in the Han Dynasty, Zhu Ju had read and listened to the "Shooting the Condor" trilogy.

  I feel that "his words are too absurd" is indeed the best evaluation of a novelist.

  And the prefaces of those books also admitted that what they said in the books was unofficial folk history, but it was just a joke from Bo Jun, which is not credible.

   It was just those people outside the camp, but it was the first time that his long-standing belief was shaken.

  Zhu Ju, hiding in the night, is after all a figure who has led the army in battle. He has seen many lives and deaths, and his mind is quite firm.

   Not to mention that he is well-equipped with both civil and military skills, and he is from a family. He has read a lot, and he knows the truth that "it is better to have no books than to believe in books".

  After the initial shock, his eyes began to flicker.

  The novelist was removed from the list, is it really because what he said is unreasonable and too absurd?

   Or is it because the record is not liked by some people, so you want the world to think that what you said is too absurd and not credible?

   Among them, what are the hidden secrets?

  …

   Just when his thoughts were in a mess, those people outside the camp seemed to finally be unable to hold back and began to move their hands.

   It’s just that Zhu Ju is not too far away, and the moonlight is good, but it’s night after all, and he doesn’t have a telescope, so naturally he can’t see clearly.

   Can only vaguely see those black shadows, not swarming up, but advancing and retreating in an orderly manner, taking turns to fight.

   There was the sound of weapons clashing, and sometimes even sparks could be seen splashing.

  These black shadows seem to be quite organized, and they faintly form a small formation.

  Seeing this, Zhu Ju's breathing became more rapid.

  This can only show that the origins of these people are really extraordinary.

   After a while, under the staggered shadows, there was a muffled groan amidst the shouting and shouting, and one person flew out.

   And the woman in white, who was dancing lightly, advanced and retreated like a light bird soaring into the air, but she was under the siege of more than a dozen people, and she was safe and sound.

  If it wasn't for the shouting and fighting sounds that ruined the artistic conception, Zhu Ju saw that the white and elegant figure under the moonlight would have the feeling of ethereal flying and exquisite, fairy steps, like Lingbo.

   This is probably the demeanor of the disciples of the hidden world mountain sect, right?

  Zhu Ju could not help but feel a little throbbing in his heart.

   Right at this moment, there was another sound of hooves from a certain direction.

   "General, someone is here again."

   Without the reminder from the guards around him, Zhu Ju had already found out.

  Because someone came from afar and shouted:

   "Don't tell that witch to run away!"

   "Live to see people, die to see corpses!"

  …

  About seeing the reinforcements coming, these shadows got a boost of morale:

   "Demon girl, the shadow has arrived, see if you can still escape?"

  The woman in white seemed to be a little afraid of the shadows in these people's mouths, but seeing the sword light around her suddenly flourish.

   Then he didn't know what to do, and suddenly rose from the ground, jumping directly over the heads of these black shadows!

   Such actions that violated common sense surprised Zhu Ju: How did she do it?

   Before he could figure it out, the woman shouted like spring thunder with her tongue bursting:

   "Heavenly Immortal Soldiers! Lightning Attraction!"

   "No good, rewind!"

  Someone in Sombra exclaimed.

   But it was too late, but I saw sparks flashing, and then there was thunder on the ground!

  This thunder not only caused those black shadows to scream, but even Zhu Ju who was not far away was shocked. He subconsciously took a few steps back and almost fell to the ground.

  Zhu Ju was so frightened after being so far away, one can imagine how confused the people around the woman in white and the horses scattered nearby would be.

   But hearing people neighing, many black shadows fell to the ground, screaming, while their mounts fled in all directions.

   There are two or three horses, and I don't know if they were frightened, and they rushed directly towards the camp.

   "General!"

   "Don't panic, you won't be able to rush through."

  If it had been someone else, Zhu Ju would have ordered to shoot arrows as a warning.

  But these people seem to be related to Feng Duhu, and the small number of people will not pose a threat to the camp, so Zhu Ju did not issue any further military orders.

   And when setting up camp, the trainee battalion dug a trench outside the camp in strict accordance with military regulations.

  Although it is neither deep nor wide, it is difficult for a horse to pull out if the front hoof accidentally gets stuck in it.

  If you struggle too much, the two front legs may be broken.

   Sure enough, the two unlucky horses wailed.

   The one following behind was so startled that it immediately turned back and ran to another place.

   These things, speaking of a long time, are actually very short.

  As early as the beginning of the chaos, the white-clothed woman jumped up and down, rushed to the startled horses, snatched one of them, turned on her back, and fled north.

   "Catch up!"

   "What about casualties?"

   "Without horses, you can't catch up."

   "You take care of the aftermath, we will go after it."

  The few shadows who finally rushed over gave an order and continued heading north.

  The rest of the people were ordered, those who were not injured, supported the dead and wounded, and searched for horses to evacuate.

  The horses these people rode over, except for the woman in white who snatched one of them.

  The rest were scattered by the sudden thunder, and it was not so easy to gather them together.

   Not to mention at night, whether it can be folded back is still a problem.

  The camp of the trainee camp was silent from beginning to end.

  These black shadows seem to want to maintain this tacit understanding, or they don't want Zhu Ju to misunderstand.

  Anyway, when the outside of the camp became quiet again, no one came forward to take the two horses out—the ditch was the final boundary of the camp.

  Unknown people want to drag the two horses away, unless they reveal their true identities, at least their true faces, and say hello to the camp.

   Otherwise, if you drag the horse rashly and shoot arrows directly in the camp, even if Feng Duhu came in person, this matter is also within Zhu's control.

  It seems that these shadows know this truth.

   Two horses whose life and death are unknown, it is not worth them revealing their identities.

   "General, what shall we do now?"

  In the old days, Zhu Ju definitely didn't want to get involved with this kind of thing.

   After all, this matter is obviously related to Feng Duhu's secret.

  They are now considered to be people under the roof of other people's houses, and if they can do one thing less, they will have one less thing.

   But just from the few words of these people, the information revealed is too great, which shocked Zhu Ju greatly.

   Not to mention that the girl in white's technique of attracting lightning with one hand is simply like the ability of ghosts and gods.

   One has to wonder whether there are really immortals in Feng Duhu's division.

  Zhu Ju's heart was beating like thunder, and there seemed to be a voice next to his ear, constantly bewitching and hypnotizing:

   "Go and have a look, go and have a look..."

  In the era when legends of ghosts and gods prevailed, no one could resist the temptation to get close to the gods.

   Coupled with the **** curiosity of human beings, Zhu Ju couldn't hold back his heart beating faster and faster.

   "Everyone must not move rashly, you guys, go over there and have a look."

   Zhu ordered the most trusted personal guards and asked them to go to the place where the fight took place.

  Received the fact that there was no situation in return, Zhu Ju left the camp.

  There was a burning smell in the air, and I wondered if the fairy in white had led the thunder down and burned something.

   There is a shallow pit on the ground, which seems to be struck by thunder.

   Other than that, nothing else.

  Zhu Ju sent his personal guards to look around, but finally found nothing worth noting—except for the two unlucky horses whining in the ditch.

   "General, what about the two horses?"

  Zhu Ju glanced at him, his eyes widened suddenly, and then his pupils shrank immediately. He hesitated for a while, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Drag back to the camp first."

  Since he was out of the camp, then this matter was involved.

  If you want to get rid of it at this time, you need others to believe it.

  Stayed in the Han Kingdom for so long, almost every day with the cavalry, according to Zhu's understanding of horses, it is already quite deep.

   Of the two horses, one of them is a horse that is known to be ridden by people who have connections with the army.

   Saddles, stirrups, and horseshoes are not missing, and they are all made of iron.

  Even in the Han Dynasty, folk horses were not fully popular.

   Moreover, the folks used wooden stirrups and horseshoes instead of iron to install these things on horses.

  Of course, it was not this horse that made Zhu Ju show the expression just now, but another one.

  Another horse is quite handsome, but strangely, it only has a saddle, without stirrups and horseshoes.

  Although he knew that it was impossible to find any clues from above, Zhu Ju still had the horse dragged back to the camp, and then inspected the horse himself.

  The saddles, the cushions of the saddles, and even the bits of the horses are all first-class, but that's it, and there are no other discoveries.

   Sighed, disappointed, had no choice but to give up reluctantly.

   "General, how to deal with these things?"

   "Put it away first, don't lose it."

  If this matter is really related to Feng Duhu, then I'm afraid it won't be settled so easily.

   "Here."

   In addition to hearing some specious secrets, there is nothing else.

   Instead, I got involved in right and wrong.

  At this time, Zhu Ju felt a little regretful, and shouldn't have gone out out of greed.

   After all, I am waiting for others, and I still have to learn cavalry tactics in Han Dynasty.

  Who knows if Feng Duhu will...

   Zhu Ju, who returned to the camp, sighed for a while, and was about to fall asleep, when suddenly there was another rush of footsteps outside, and at the same time, the voice of the guard came:

   "General! There is something urgent!"

   "What's the matter? Come in and tell me."

   Could it be that those people went and returned?

  The chief guard opened the curtain, stepped in front of Zhu Ju in two steps, and lowered his voice:

   "General, when we were packing up, we found something in the saddle!"

"What!"

  Zhu Ju was shocked!

   Really? !

   "Where's the stuff?"

   "Stuff was sewn into the leather of the saddle, and our men are still removing the stitches."

  As soon as Zhu Ju heard this, he immediately got up, was about to take a step, but stopped again, and turned his head:

   "Who knows about this?"

  The head of the personal guard has followed Zhu Ju for many years, and he knew what he meant when he heard the words:

   "Don't worry, general, there are no more than five or six people who know about this matter, and they are all trustworthy."

  Zhu Ju was overjoyed: "That's good, you quietly bring the things to me, don't disturb others."

   "Here!"

   "Also, after taking out the things, remember to sew the saddle back up and restore it to its original shape, so that no one will see the flaws."

"clear."

  The things were delivered quickly, and they turned out to be two booklets, one thin and one thick, made of leather.

  Waved his hand to let everyone back down, Zhu Ju took a deep breath, and opened the thick one first.

  But on the first page, it says: Dian Kingdom Insect Valley.

  Zhu Ju just turned two pages, and he was already deeply attracted.

  The book not only records the hidden history of the ancient Dian Kingdom in the former Han Dynasty, but also records various strange things about the tomb of the King of Dian.

Big toads, big mosquitoes, dead drifts, dragon-scale demon armor, slaying techniques, corpse dissections, etc. Zhu Ju, a veteran general like Zhu Ju, was also terrified by seeing them, and couldn't help but pick the oil lamp to the brightest .

  At the end of the book, the person who wrote the book did not get the phoenix gall in the end. He was seriously injured and had to escape from the tomb of King Dian with his last breath under the pursuit of the living corpse.

  After recuperating for some time, he found that the injury he suffered in the tomb of the Dian King could not heal, so he and his fellow disciples had to go to sea from Jiaozhou, and planned to return to Xianshan Shimen in Shanghai to seek the medicine for the poison of the corpse.

  Zhu Ju closed the book tremblingly, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his forehead, back and abdomen were already wet and dry, dry and wet.

  Contained in this book, there are many twists and turns, which makes people feel as if they are on the scene, and it really pulls people's soul.

  After reading the contents of the book, the sky was already dark. Although he hadn't slept all night, Zhu Ju was very excited.

  If you talk about what happened last night, Zhu Ju suspects that it has something to do with Feng Mingwen's family.

  After reading this book, he was finally convinced that the woman in white must have come from the same school as Feng Mingwen.

  Thinking back then, Feng Mingwen caused the barbarians in Nanzhong to bleed into rivers. His plan was so poisonous that the enemy of life and death was not enough to talk about it. It turned out that it was not without reason.

   No wonder this person spared no expense in spending money and food to allow Xinghan Society to build plank roads in Nanzhong and control Nanzhong.

  He has a different purpose!

  Phoenix gallbladder, if you get it, you can live forever. Feng Mingwen is definitely for the Phoenix gallbladder!

   Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, who sought longevity, sent people to the southwest repeatedly, also for the Phoenix gall in the hands of the ancient king of Dian.

  All of this, the truth is finally revealed.

  Feeling that he already knew Zhu Shi at the corner of the fog, his thoughts were in a mess.

  He was about to carefully hide the book when he suddenly found another booklet on the case table.

  After reading the previous book, Zhu Ju wanted to know what big secrets were written in this booklet.

  He quickly turned it over again, but saw that the first page read: Eight Desolation and Six Healing Only My Longevity Formula (Pillion Chapter).

  A rush of Qi and blood rushed to Zhu Ju's forehead, almost causing his blood pressure to rise and his consciousness to blur.

  This is... the art of cultivating immortals?

  The world really has the art of cultivating immortals!

  Feng Mingwen's teacher is so terrifying!

  (end of this chapter)