He got up from the bed on tiptoe, stuffed the pillow filled with grass into the quilt, then quietly retreated and hid under the desk.
　　At this time, the person who was listening outside had stretched out a hand, opened the tent, and seemed to hold his breath and concentrate, controlling himself to make a lighter sound.
　　There was still moonlight outside, but it was pitch black inside. Even Zheng Yuheng could not see the man's appearance and clothes clearly even though he was on guard. He only knew that he was wearing armor, and the slight snoring of Zhang Jianqing on the bed in the distance lowered the visitor's vigilance.
　　Zheng Yuheng's bed frame was near the door. The man seemed to glance at Zhang Jianqing, and then pulled out a short knife from his waist that was two palms long. The light flashed before his eyes.
　　He raised the knife high, then stabbed it down fiercely, tearing the quilt. Just as the dagger pierced into the quilt and the straw pillow inside, the strange touch made the visitor alert. Before he could fully react, an extremely heavy and sudden force suddenly rose from behind him. A man grabbed his neck, which was not covered by armor, with both hands from behind, and almost grabbed his throat with all his strength, while shouting: "Zhang Zimo!" Zhang
　　Jianqing woke up immediately, turned his head and saw the two people wrestling in the dark. He was almost stunned: "Junzhi? Junzhi!"
　　The soldier grabbed his wrist fiercely, and the dagger slanted over to pierce his hand, but Zheng Yuheng did not sit there and wait to die. He turned around and pressed the man to the ground with the strength of his body. He pressed his knee against his back and shouted: "What are you looking at?! Help!" Even so
　　, the back of Zheng Yuheng's hand, which had just been bandaged, was still cut, and blood dripped down.
　　The change happened in a split second. Zhang Jianqing woke up from his dream, got up in a hurry, picked up a table beside him and smashed it on the soldier's head, making the helmet and the table clang. Then he shouted, "The enemy has sneaked in! The enemy is assassinating!" There were
　　fires outside the tent, armors clattered, and the sound of horses neighing. At the same time, someone shouted, "The cavalry is harassing! Look at the general camp! The cavalry is harassing!"
　　Zheng Yuheng's mind turned quickly, and he immediately realized the true meaning of it - what the hell is the cavalry harassing? Li Zongguang, the stupid goose, finally came to his senses and wanted to kill them both.
　　The soldier didn't expect that Zheng Yuheng, who looked thin, had such a strong hand. His hand was still injured! He struggled to get away, and he was determined to turn the short knife around and push it back, and sent it towards Zheng Yuheng's internal organs to force him to let go.
　　Zheng Yuheng had to retreat in a hurry.
　　At this time, Zhang Jianqing had already lit a candle, and saw a man with the face of a Yin army soldier, wearing the armor and robes of a cavalry! It was clearly a disguised cavalry soldier, carrying out an attack and killing! The
　　man had a grim smile on his face, and did not hide it. He said directly: "I want you to be a clear-headed ghost. Today, when you walk out of the camp, there are all the personal guards of the general holding knives and swords outside. You may be chopped into meat sauce by the "Northern Su cavalry"! If you are killed by me, you will still have a complete body."
　　It seems that Li Zongguang would rather have him assassinated, and then die without evidence, and then the cavalry soldiers will harass him - because the latter must pretend to be attacked, which is more troublesome.
　　Zheng Yuheng said calmly and forcefully: "Vice-General Li was afraid that I would tell His Majesty about his empty salary after returning to Beijing, so he sent you to finish it off?"
　　The soldier's eyes were full of murderous intent.
　　"I'll teach you well," Zheng Yuheng twisted his wrist, "Your Majesty already knows it without me going back to the capital. You killing me is just an extra crime, from a living crime to a death sentence."
　　The soldier sneered, "Why should I believe you? I only carried your head back as ordered by the commander-in-chief, and I was rewarded with a lot of silver, but you just kept talking nonsense..."
　　"Just talking nonsense?" Zheng Yuheng showed a very subtle smile. Of course, he was not calm and composed just by relying on the two words of the emperor's order. Instead, he turned around and shouted outside, "General He! Are you still walking so slowly on the road to promotion and wealth?!" As soon
　　as the words fell, the soldier suddenly realized that the scene of swaying torches and surrounding horses that he had prepared before had been disrupted at some point, and there was actually a real sound of neighing and chopping. Under the reflection of the fire, a shiny axe was suddenly raised, with blood dripping on it.
　　A man outside laughed rudely and said, "Master Zheng, whether I can go back to the front line to fight and earn a military merit for the title of marquis depends on you and the emperor!"
　　As early as the second day they stayed, before Li Zongguang could react, Zheng Yuheng had already contacted He Tongzhi, who had read the "Instructions and Edicts", in private. If there was any unusual noise here, with the imperial edict as an endorsement, He Chengfei and He Tongzhi would dare to hold a knife and armor and wrestle with Li Zongguang that night!
　　Meng Cheng arranged it this way and gave him two thousand cavalry to dispatch, so the person escorting the grain and grass on this route would naturally "happen" to be He Tongzhi who had retreated from the front line, and "happen" to hold two thousand elite troops who could go to the battlefield.
　　It's just that the little emperor gave him a chance to escape.
　　At the moment... it seems to be an escape, but this way of escaping is a bit rude and strange.
　　The soldier's face changed again and again, cold sweat broke out on his back, and he was filled with fear. Suddenly, a deep chill rose in his heart. Not only did he not surrender, but he rushed forward with a short knife, trying to stab Zheng Yuheng to death with one blow.
　　Zheng Yuheng was prepared. Although he was thrown to the ground by him, he firmly controlled his wrist holding the knife. The two rolled on the ground for two weeks. Zhang Jianqing, who was standing by, saw the opportunity and picked up something that he didn't know whether it was a fire stick or something long and thin. With a snap, he hit the soldier's leg bone behind him - there was not enough armor here.
　　The soldier felt pain in an instant, and his hand loosened a little. Zheng Yuheng grabbed the knife and turned over, pinched his throat, and slammed the blade into the depression below his throat and above his collarbone.
　　With a "puff", blood gushed out like a spring, sprayed on the ceiling of the tent, and fell like red rain.
　　He Chengfei and He Tongzhi saw this scene when they opened the tent and came in.
　　He was holding an axe. Originally, at this critical moment, he wanted to order these weak officials around, and show off his power. In addition, with a promising future in sight, He Chengfei was very excited and had to suppress the young Zheng. But when he came in, he saw a
　　weak official from the capital?
　　Damn it, this is an official from the capital? Did this young man pass the military examination?
　　He Tongzhi was horrified and dared not to make trouble. He hurriedly stepped forward to help Zheng Yuheng up and wiped the blood off his body.
　　Zheng Yuheng wiped his face carelessly. This fair and handsome face, which was delicate and beautiful in the eyes of everyone, was stained with a little blood. When He Tongzhi saw his expressionless face, he immediately remembered the time when he scolded him for being delicate - his heart almost jumped out.
　　Zheng Yuheng's heart was about to jump out. On the one hand, he was scared, but on the other hand, he was too anxious.
　　He pulled Zhang Jianqing, who was stunned and even dizzy, and turned to He Chengfei and said, "Let's go now, immediately. We received a message from the general dispatcher last night. The messenger asked us to cross the river, enter Lizhou City, and join the logistics team that provides frontal combat power."
　　He Chengfei was not a fool. He instantly understood why Li Zongguang took action today - he could not let these two people escape his control.
　　"If he didn't take action, we would have left tomorrow and averted a bloody disaster. It's a pity." Zheng Yuheng stopped here and said to He Chengfei, "Commander, you don't want to stay in the rear for the rest of your life to transport guns and horses, right? After this incident, escorting us to Lizhou City can legitimately join the general's command and go into battle!"
　　Although He Chengfei was not a fool, his brain was not much better. He was already full of enthusiasm. After hearing this, he felt that he was second to God and would be famous in the world if he went to Lizhou City. He agreed happily: "Let's go!"
　　After that, he escorted the two out of the tent, watched the two officials get on their horses, and then ordered the cavalry of the imperial camp to stop fighting and leave, holding the reins and running away.
　　Although these two thousand people were transporting military pay, because of Meng Cheng's intentional or unintentional arrangement, they had a well-organized combat power and good horses that were no less than the elite on the battlefield. When they ran, even if Li Zongguang had twice as many people as them, not many people could catch up for a while. When
　　things evolved to this extent, the deputy governor Li was in a state of confusion. He had to strangle several people here, otherwise he would die! However, he got on his horse and chased them, and after less than five miles, some people fell behind.
　　Li Zongguang gritted his teeth, veins popped on his forehead, and he roared, "You bastard, you're looking for death!" Then he drew his bow and put an arrow on it, pointing it directly at the horses of Zheng Yuheng and Zhang Jianqing.
　　On the hillside far away from the camp, a soldier was about to ride his horse forward and raise his shield, when he saw the weak official with bandaged hands and blood on his body reach out, take the bow and arrow on his back, and pull it.
　　"Master Duyun! This is a 100-jin jujube wood bow..."
　　Before the dissuasion was completely uttered, there was a "whoosh" sound of breaking through the air. The young and weak Duyun in front of him actually pulled the 100-jin bow to its full length, his eyes were cold as ice and snow, and his fingers loosened, and the feather arrow broke through the air -
　　Li Zongguang's horse was shot in the head in public, neighing and falling, and he also rolled to the ground.
　　As the deputy governor fell off his horse, the surrounding Li Zongguang troops no longer cared to chase him, and turned around to cover and defend him.
　　"Great archery!" He Chengfei blurted out, and turned to see which of his subordinates it was. In a blink of an eye, he found that it was Zheng Yuheng, and his face suddenly changed. Another
　　stream of blood spurted out from the back of his hand, and his whole body was in a mess. Zheng Yuheng returned the bow and arrow to the sergeant and said, "Thank you."
　　"I dare not..." The sergeant murmured in surprise, "Lord Duyun is a real hero, he can shoot through the willows at a hundred paces, unparalleled in the world..."
　　Just when He Chengfei wanted to interrupt, Zheng Yuheng's face suddenly changed from indifference and alienation, raised his hand to cover his mouth, but after the horse shook a few times, he turned around and bent over, and vomited on the spot.
　　The sergeant was shocked and said, "Hero, what's wrong with you, Lord Duyun?"
　　Zheng Yuheng held the reins and rested on the horse for a long time before he said in a low voice, "It's my first time killing someone... So disgusting."
　　The sergeant was stunned, but He Chengfei was stunned, then laughed and led the team to the direction of the river, walking and saying, "I said, you don't look like a scholar at all, Lord Zheng is not as good as others! Your reaction is too late, look at this Lord Zhang, he fainted early!"
　　Zheng Yuheng's heart was relieved, and he almost died of the shake. He raised his head to breathe and sighed, "I am very weak, don't talk nonsense."