"Mr. Song!" Zhou Long turned over and dismounted, squatted beside Song Mingqiu and looked at it, and found that he was too dead to die again.

Zhou Long roared angrily. Apart from losing the most important counselor, what made him most furious was that someone dared to kill his people in front of him!

This was definitely coming to him, but there was no chance, so he turned to kill the easiest Song Mingqiu.

"Catch the person back, I will tear him to pieces in person!" Zhou Long roared angrily, and the two deputy generals behind him immediately rode out of the official road and rushed towards the direction where the arrow flew.

Dozens of soldiers also rushed up and ran behind the horse, trying to catch the assassinated people back.

Zhou Long looked at Song Mingqiu who had been dead, knelt on one knee on the ground, reached out and closed his eyes, and said in grief: "Mr. Song, you taught me to know books and principles, and assisted me for nearly twenty years, but ended up like this. Mr. Song, I am extremely heartbroken. You are like a teacher and a father, and I treat you like a relative!"

"Today you left me and suffered endless suffering. I will slaughter the whole family of the one who killed you and worship your spirit in heaven!"

The soldiers were shocked at the death of the princes in their family and were so sad that they were following the person. As expected, they did not follow the wrong person, and with the true feelings of Prince Weilong, it was worth it to work hard!

At this time, there were other strategists who followed the army behind him. After hearing about this, they rushed to the front immediately. They covered their faces and cried bitterly, "Mr. Song, why are you so bad for this disaster!"

One of the three strategists who ran up was crying worse than the other, one of them was lying on Mr. Song's body, crying heart-wrenchingly as if it were his son.

Although they were both strategists, the shortest stayed with Prince Weilong for three or four years, no one could compare to Song Mingqiu. Whoever asked him to grow up with Prince Weilong was still young.

It is Song Mingqiu's credit for making the idea on weekdays. If you mess it up, the three of them will take the blame. Sometimes they have to take the blame on themselves. They live a very frustrated life.

They prayed more than a thousand times in their hearts, hoping that Song Mingqiu would be shot and killed by the enemy on the battlefield by accident.

Unexpectedly, before he even went to the battlefield, he was shot and killed just by rushing. It was really a bad person who came to take him away. It was impossible to be better!

In order to hide the joy in his heart, they also wanted to show their faces to show their goodwill in front of the Prince of Weilong. They pretended to be heartbroken and cried so hard that they could not cry.

Zhou Long wiped the corners of his eyes without tears with the back of his hand, rubbing his eyes a little red, and then raised his head and sighed.

He was indeed very angry, but he had no feelings for Zhou Long. He was angry because someone dared to assassinate him, and he had to look at the owner when he beats a dog. Moreover, after Song Mingqiu died, he had to find someone else to do many things, and he was not as reliable as him.

Now he looks like he is in pain, and he is also to win over the morale of the army and take the opportunity to buy people's hearts. If he can't master such an opportunity well, he will be a royal family. This is the way to control people that the royal family must learn.

"Prince, please feel sorry for the mercy. There are so many soldiers in this army, and they are still counting on you!" A counselor advised. It would be almost done when crying. If you are too much, you will get bored of the dynasty.

Moreover, he guessed that Prince Weilong probably didn't want to continue to be sad. If he overdosed, others would think this was his real father.

This is what Zhou Long is waiting for. It seems that there are some clever people among these people. He raised his hand and shouted: "The whole army is preparing for war on the spot, be careful of ambush!"

The commander immediately went down to pass the message, and all the soldiers pulled out their knives and stared at the mountains and forests around the official road with vigilance.

Zhou Long knew that if there was an ambush, there would be people rushing out the moment the arrow shot out. There was no one now. It seemed that it was just to assassinate himself, so he ran away without success.

When he is caught, you must carefully question who instructs him, how many people there are, and other information.

It was inconvenient to go on horseback in the mountains and forests. The two deputy generals had already got off the horse, replaced the spear and sword, and took out weapons that were convenient for close combat.

One person held an axe and the other held a dragon's sword, leading the man to break through the branches and bushes blocking the road in the mountains and forests, and found them with an encirclement.

Zhuang Rou kept running up the mountain, and a sound came from behind her, knowing that the person had been chasing her.

The chasing person also found her figure, "Encircling from both sides, you can't escape!"

The deputy general of Tilong's sword, named Xu Chun, was Zhou Long's left deputy general. He raised his knife to cut off a tree blocking the road, which was as thick as a bowl in front of him, staring at Zhuang Rou's back flashing in the distance.

He said in a deep voice to Su Fengyi, the right deputy general holding the axe, "It seems that there is only one person on the other side. Let's compete, who will catch the person first."

"Hahaha, Brother Xu is really a gambling person. He also wants to gamble when catching a small assassin. He is very boring all the way to Hongzhou. He is worried that there is nothing to do, so Su will play with Brother Xu." Su Fengyi laughed loudly. He was also gambled, and the one he was most willing to bet was to kill people.

None of the people who can be made under Zhou Long are good people. Anyone with a little bit of human nature cannot stand out with him.

The two of them each had a team of soldiers, asking them to chase them from both sides, and those who blocked them would be rewarded. The two also strided upwards, and no one wanted to lose to each other.

Zhuang Rou listened to the sound coming from behind, knowing that they were chasing her, but she didn't look back or pause, so she walked forward hard. The hillside here was too steep, which was not conducive to breaking through, so she had to continue to move up.

There was a gentle slope near the hillside, and she wanted to go there.

Xu Chun and Su Fengyi looked up at the figures that would appear in the bushes from time to time, constantly filling in the assassin's information in their hearts.

People with a poor body and even a small person are more suitable for assassination. They are at a disadvantage in their strength when facing the battle, but there is a great possibility that they will be very flexible.

But what is strange is that the assassin does not seem to be low-key at all. When he sees him, his eyes are always attracted by the red shield. It is a good armor.

Su Fengyi shouted first: "Brother Xu! Whoever catches him will belong to the shield."

"What's the use of this kind of thing? It's a lottery ticket, and it's okay to hang it at the door of the tent." Xu Chun was not interested in the shield, but the color was so bright that the assassin's accomplices must have recognized it.

After killing him, he would hang his shield on the tent, and maybe he would attract a few more accomplices.

Xu Chun waved his hands and asked several agile subordinates to speed up and follow up, so don't lose people.

Suddenly, several monkey-like hands rushed to the hillside quickly. They were all carrying bows and arrows on their backs, and their skills were several levels higher than those incompetent people in the garrison, and they quickly accelerated the pursuit.

Feeling the voice getting closer, Zhuang Rou finally looked back and turned around coldly. At the same time, the soldiers suddenly took down their bows and arrows and fired arrows at her in the woods.

Zhuang Rou waved the shield and carried it directly on her back. With a few bangs, the bows and arrows hit the shield but failed to penetrate it, but fell directly to the ground.

The shield was too big, but she was too small. Although her feet and head were exposed, it was not easy to hit her head directly because she had been moving in the woods.

"Here." Zhuang Rou suddenly said to herself, grabbed a stone with her hand and climbed up a steep cliff with force.
Chapter completed!