"Do you think you can redeem yourself by doing this?"

Qinghebo looked at Chengguogong with his hands behind his back and said indifferently.

"You transferred soldiers from the north, put me in danger, and watched the soldiers fight the Jin people coldly. When both sides were exhausted, you descended from the sky. Is this how you got the name Zhushan Hero?"

The previous cheers and ecstasy had dissipated, and the two sides were facing each other in front of the city gate. The remaining soldiers on Qinghebo's side looked at the reinforcements that saved them from death, and they no longer felt gratitude, but only sadness and anger.

As soon as Qinghebo asked this question, someone stepped forward.

"Master, that's not the case." The bearded officer was already injured, and his arm had not yet been bandaged, half of his body was stained with blood. "The Duke did not transfer us away to embarrass you, but because he knew the Jin people's conspiracy and had set a trap for the reinforcements, so he asked us to lead the troops to Songshan first to seize the Jin people's food and grass."

The other generals who were thought to have deserted and disobeyed orders also stood up and nodded.

"...The Duke asked me to intercept the Jin reinforcements on the north wing."

"…I did a simple job, I seized Liuludun and was responsible for flanking the gold thieves."

Other trusted reinforcements of Qinghebo also stepped forward.

"Master, we were blocked by the Jin army and could not move forward or backward. It was Duke Cheng who rescued us."

"My Lord, I am incompetent and afraid to fight. I led my troops to retreat thirty miles. It was Duke Cheng who rebuked me and ordered me to lead the troops to come."

After hearing these explanations, the soldiers on Qinghebo's side suddenly realized that Qinghebo was not just watching from the sidelines, but had other plans.

Qinghebo's expression was still cold.

"You know the Jin's conspiracy." He said, looking at Duke Cheng, "Then you also knew that I was ambushed by the Jin?"

The soldiers' expressions became complicated again.

If I had known earlier but didn't warn them, and instead watched them get trapped and lose so many of my comrades because of my feud with Qinghe Bo or my revenge on him, wouldn't that be aiding and abetting the evil?

Duke Cheng smiled and this time stopped the generals around him from speaking.

"When I said I knew the Jin people's conspiracy, I meant that I knew the Jin soldiers were treacherous by nature. It doesn't mean that I knew their plans and arrangements." He said, looking at Qinghe Bo who suddenly nodded again, "But I did know that you were ambushed." What does this mean?

"Because you have always been stubborn and self-righteous, brave but not wise." said Duke Cheng.

Qinghe Bo was so angry that his eyes turned black and he almost fainted.

The generals nearby were also embarrassed when they heard this.

Even though the two of them have an old grudge, Qinghebo has suffered such a miserable fate this time, couldn't he be a little more polite in his words?

Qinghe Bo was so old and had fought for so long, but he didn't die at the hands of the Jin people in the end. Instead, he was angered to death by Cheng Guogong.

"Okay, okay." Qinghebo took a deep breath and looked at Chengguogong with gritted teeth, "Even if I'm stupid, you're powerful. You've seen through everything. Why didn't you remind me? It doesn't matter if I die. Can you bear to watch so many soldiers die?"

Duke Cheng looked at him.

"I'm reminding you, do you believe it?" he said.

Qinghe Bo froze.

Of course he didn't believe it...

"If everyone believed what I said," Duke Cheng continued, looking at Cheongha-bok, "you wouldn't be here now."

The reason why Qinghebo came to Beidi was to temporarily replace Duke Cheng who had returned to Beijing. However, after returning to Beijing, Duke Cheng was detained by the emperor, and then impeached by many people. Finally, he was accused of treason by his cronies and had to flee.

And Qinghebo will have the opportunity to become the commander-in-chief of the north.

If Duke Cheng said he was not guilty and the court believed him, he should continue to serve as a general in the north at this moment, and the Earl of Qinghe would naturally leave.

Qinghebo's face was stiff.

"Whether you are plotting rebellion or not is not something to discuss right now, and you don't need to tell me." He said, "You must give an explanation for the ambush I was in this time."

Duke Cheng nodded.

"Yes, my business is not the most important thing now, but your business is not the most important thing either." He said with a heavy expression, "The most important thing now is whether the Jin people have already reached the capital."

What?

The Jin people attacked the capital?

Qinghebo and the generals present were surprised.

What nonsense is this? How could the Jin people reach the capital?

…

The sun was shining brightly and the morning mist had dissipated, but the wind was stronger and colder on the high piers, and this chill made people a little nervous.

A slurping sound came from behind. A soldier who was holding a rifle and watching the surrounding areas alertly turned around and saw a round-headed soldier squatting on the ground eating noodles with a big bowl.

A bowl of noodles with fried cabbage and pork fat was held in the soldier's hand, and the heat was emitting from the wind. The soldier was holding a scallion in his hand while holding the bowl. He took a bite of noodles and a bite of scallion, while humming a little tune.

"Even eating can't stop you from talking." The soldier kicked him on the butt and cursed.

The soldier who was eating noodles squatted on the spot and jumped to the side before he could be kicked. Fortunately, the soup in the bowl did not spill at all.

"Old Yang made this for Master Huang, but Master Huang was in a bad mood so he refused to eat it. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so we can't waste it." He said vaguely, picking up the noodles with chopsticks and looking at the soldier with some reluctance, "Fourth Brother Han, do you want to try it too?"

Fourth Brother Han made a "Pooh" sound.

"Keep eating. You've become as fat as a pig. When the gold thieves come, you won't be able to run away, let alone kill the enemy," he said.

The noodle-eating soldier chuckled, took a bite of the scallion, slurped a big mouthful of noodles, and swallowed it almost whole.

"Fourth brother, the Jin people are fighting with the Lord of Qinghe in the north, but we are on the road to the east of Beijing." He stretched his neck and pointed south, "After crossing this river, we will reach the capital, and the Jin people can't come here."

Fourth Brother Han tucked his rifle under his armpit, squatted down with his hands in his pockets to avoid the spotlight.

"Speaking of which, quite a few reinforcements were mobilized this time, and even more food and supplies were taken away." He said, "Our master is in a bad mood because of this."

"He is just being sympathetic. After the victory, my uncle will be happy. He can ask for anything he wants." The noodle-eating soldier said as he chewed onions. "What's there to worry about if we don't have enough food, drink and weapons? Can the Jin people still attack us?"

For some reason, Fourth Brother Han felt inexplicably uncomfortable when he heard him mention the Jin people twice.

"Eat your noodles and don't tell me..." He frowned and stood up. He squinted his eyes as usual and looked at Luanye. Suddenly he opened his mouth, "...Wolf...Wolf..."

The soldier who was eating noodles wiped his nose with his sleeve and looked up.

"Wolf? Where did the wolf come from in our area?" he said, but the next moment the bowl in his hand fell to the ground with a thud, and the soup spilled out. His voice became trembling, "Wolf smoke..."

In the northwest of the wilderness, a cloud of wolf smoke rose in the distance, swaying and spreading with the strong wind, like the claws of a monster open.

There was more than one plume of smoke. In the distance, in the northwest and northeast, there were plumes of smoke rising one after another. For a moment, the sky was covered with dark clouds for half a day.

The two soldiers felt their scalps tingling as they stood on the platform more than ten meters high.

It has been a long time since Jingdong Road has seen smoke rising from everywhere.

"The last time war broke out was when the Jin army attacked the old capital Kaifeng... I was not even born then..." the fat soldier muttered, and he shuddered as he spoke. He turned his head with a pale face and looked towards the south behind him.

This time...

Kyoto...