He Yan has been in the dungeon for two days.

In the past two days, except for Shen Han who came once, no one else came. Even though Shen Han came, he did not tell her about the situation outside, so it seemed that nothing happened for the time being. The more this happened, the more He Yan felt something was wrong. Unfortunately, the dungeon of Liangzhou Guards was as solid as a rock, and it was difficult for her to escape. Song Taotao and Cheng Lisu were probably under control, and they were not seen in the past two days.

Eating and sleeping poorly was not unbearable for He Yan. As time passed, the invisible crisis gradually approached, which was the most terrifying.

It’s a pity that no one has noticed it yet.

It started snowing in the middle of the night.

Snowflakes as big as goose feathers fluttered and fell on people's bodies. Even cotton-padded clothes could not resist the biting cold. Two sentinels stood on the platform. They could not help rubbing their hands and blowing air into their palms. Suddenly, a cloud of white mist fell in front of their eyes and quickly dissipated.

The Liangzhou guard post was in complete silence. The guard post in winter was not as lively as that in summer. There were no new recruits going to the Wulu River to enjoy the coolness at night, and there were no noisy cicadas. There was only the coldness of the snow melting on the ground.

"I'm going to the toilet." A sentry stamped his feet, "I can't hold it any longer."

The companion urged: "Go quickly and come back quickly."

The man put down the drumstick, picked up a knife, turned around and went to the toilet. The snow was heavy, and it accumulated into a thick layer in a short time. When he stepped on it, it covered his shoes. The cold air climbed up his head along his feet. The sentry shivered with cold and hurried to the toilet at the back.

There was a lit torch outside the toilet. A few days ago, a new soldier got up in the middle of the night to urinate. He didn't see the road clearly and slipped on the icy ground, breaking his leg. Afterwards, Shen Han asked someone to light a fire here to light the way.

When the sentry went in, there was also a person inside. He looked at the person in the dim light and said with a smile, "Hey, you're getting up too?"

The other party smiled and replied: "Just arrived."

"It's too cold. If I could hold it in, I wouldn't have made this trip," the sentry complained.

After he had finished peeing and pulled up his pants, he was about to go out. The other man had also finished and followed him out, one in front and one behind.

The torch at the door cast a swaying shadow on the snow. The sentry glanced casually and saw the dark figure behind him, who had opened his arms without knowing when. He was startled and was about to shout -

With one hand covering his mouth and nose, the man behind him drew the knife from his waist and slashed it hard along the sentry's neck.

Blood splattered all over the ground, and the young body fell silently, no longer breathing.

The shadow didn't hesitate, and dragged the body away. The snow fell heavier and heavier, and in a moment, it covered the bloodstains. After an incense stick of time, the sentry came out again.

He grabbed a handful of snow, wiped the blood off the knife, put it back on his waist, adjusted the felt hat on his head, and walked upstairs.

On the terrace, my companion was getting impatient waiting when he suddenly heard some noise. He breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Why did you take so long? Did you take a break?"

The sentry shook his head and blew air into his mouth, as if he was too cold to speak. Seeing this, his companions couldn't help but rub their hands, "Damn, this is too cold."

The sentry pulled his felt hat down very low. Seeing this, his companion scolded him, "Do you think you won't be cold if you pull your hat down? If you pull it up, you can't even see. What the hell are you doing keeping watch all night like this!" He reached out to lift the sentry's hat, but when he got close, he was suddenly stunned.

The sentry's clothes were different from the pure red and black of the recruits. There was a layer of white edge at the collar. Now, there were two red spots reflected on the white edge of the opponent's collar.

This is not old ink. The color is bright and it is still slowly growing. But when the other person went to the toilet a moment ago, there was none of it here.

The companion looked at the sentry who had remained silent since returning, and was about to draw his sword, but he was still a step too slow.

The other party actually had two knives.

A knife, belonging to the dead sentry, was stuck in his chest. Another knife, with a curved tip, slit his throat.

He was unable to scream and staggered to the ground. The murderer had already turned and walked downstairs. The sentry crawled on the ground with difficulty, trying to pick up the drumstick that had fallen to the ground.

As long as you grab the drumstick and hit the whistle drum, the entire Liangzhou Guard will wake up.

This was the last thing he could do.

The blood under his body was dragged all the way, which was shocking. He used all his strength to crawl to the drumstick, grasped the drumstick, and wanted to lift his body to hit the drumhead.

He had just raised half of his body when suddenly, he felt a sharp pain, blood splattered on the drum, and the hand holding the drumstick fell to the ground.

His right hand was cut off.

The murderer came back and stood in front of him, whispering, "I almost forgot."

Not far away, the movement here seemed to have startled the soldiers patrolling on the other side of the ground. Someone shouted, "Hey? Are you all right?"

The man pressed down his felt hat and waved towards the distance: "It's okay! I just fell down."

There was blood everywhere on the ground. The sentry who had just been dying opened his eyes wide and was completely dead.

The night, as deep as an abyss, loomed over the entire Liangzhouwei.

…

The next morning, just after dawn, the new recruits got up, ate, and went to the drill ground for a morning run.

Hong Shan and Xiao Mai were eating together. Not long after, Wang Ba, Huang Xiong and Jiang Jiao also came. Huang Xiong asked, "Has He Yan not been released yet?"

Hongshan shook his head.

"We can't go on like this," Jiang Jiao said, "It's been unusually cold these past few days. I heard from Young Master Cheng that there's nothing in the dungeon. Even if you don't freeze to death, you'll get sick." After all, they were partners who had fought for the flag together. Even though he had some complaints about He Yan because of the "green hat" incident before, he was not completely free of worries when it came to this.

"What do you think? Can He Yan be released after the governor returns to the guard post?" Wang Ba asked.

"It's hard to say." replied the stone.

"Why?" Wang Ba was surprised.

"Now all the Liangzhou guards know that He Yan committed murder, but no one can find evidence that she didn't commit murder." Hong Shan sighed.

"What evidence do you need? He's not a fool. He didn't care about the killing but the burial. He even left the body for others to catch and steal? This is the evidence!"

Xiao Mai whispered, "This is too much."

Wang Ba glared at him and said, "Where is the strength? Tell me where is the strength?"

As he was speaking, there was a sudden commotion outside, mixed with someone shouting, "Someone's dead! Someone's dead! Go find the coach!"

"What?" Everyone went out to see what was happening. They saw a short, alert-looking recruit shouting anxiously, "The training ground, the brothers who were on guard at the training ground are all dead!"

All dead!

Everyone's expression changed and they all stood up and rushed to the martial arts arena.

In the martial arts arena, blood flowed like a river.

I don't know when the snow stopped. Some of the bloodstains were buried by the snow, and some turned into ice and fell on the martial arts field, vaguely showing the brutal acts of last night.

Dozens of sentries, those standing guard on the platform, those keeping watch around the martial arts field, none of them survived. The bodies were placed in the center of the martial arts field, piled up in all directions, like pig and sheep feed. The dead soldiers were all killed with a single blow, their throats cut by the knife, extremely miserable. One of them, who was at the top of the pile, had his right hand chopped off from the elbow. This man was wearing sentry clothes, and his right hand was chopped off when he wanted to beat the drum.

They were all companions who had been together day and night, but they were killed just across the wall. For a moment, everyone in the martial arts arena had tears in their eyes. Someone said hatefully: "Who did it? If I find out, I will... I will..."

Someone's voice came, with a dull arrogance: "What do you want?"

At some point, a group of cavalrymen came rushing in from the horse trail connecting Baiyue Mountain behind the martial arts arena. There were probably a few hundred people, at most a thousand. The leader was a long-haired man riding a horse. He wore dark armor and held a half-man-high curved sword. He was extremely sturdy and strong, with broad shoulders and a high nose. His eyes were the dark blue of lake water. His appearance was different from that of the people in the Central Plains. When he smiled, he looked like a vulture drinking blood and grinding its teeth, bringing with it a sinister aura that made people's hearts palpitate.

"Who are you?" asked the recruits.

The long-haired man in the lead ignored them and approached the recruit who had just spoken: "If I am discovered, what will you do?"

His smile was filled with cruelty and brutality. The new recruit couldn't help but tremble in fear when facing him. He summoned up his courage and said, "I, I must seek justice for my dead comrades!"

"Really?" The long-haired man laughed, "How do you want justice?" Without waiting for the recruit to answer, he raised the machete in his hand and chopped down!

With a "bang", a figure passed by and blocked his curved knife, but was knocked back a few steps by the blow. After he stood still, he looked at the long-haired man and said, "You are so brave, you killed someone in my Liangzhouwei!"

It’s Shen Han.

"Coach Shen, it's Chief Coach Shen who's here!" The new recruits shouted excitedly, and they immediately felt more confident.

"Head coach?" The long-haired man looked at Shen Han, "Are you the head coach of Liangzhou Guard?"

"Who are you?" Shen Han's face was as dark as water.

"My name is Ridamuzi. I heard that General Xiao Huaijin of Fengyun is a good fighter and has never been defeated in battle. I came to learn from him. Why? Xiao Huaijin doesn't dare to fight?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" A new soldier couldn't help but retort: ​​"You dared to say that only when you knew the governor was not here..."

"Shut up!" Du Mao shouted at him, but it was too late.

"Not here?" Ridamuzi narrowed his eyes: "That's really unfortunate."

The coaches looked at each other, their hearts gradually sinking. The so-called need to learn from Xiao Jue was nothing more than an excuse. I'm afraid this person already knew that Xiao Jue was not in Liangzhou Guards, so he brought people here to provoke. But... with only a thousand troops at most, facing tens of thousands of Liangzhou men, even if they were new recruits who had never been on the battlefield, wasn't it too arrogant? Or... was there another conspiracy?

The sentries were all killed overnight. If it was the enemy, it would be impossible for them to do this, unless there was a traitor and they died at the hands of their own people.

Ma Damei whispered, "What He Yan said is true."

What He Yan said was true. They had been keeping an eye on Hu Yuanzhong these days, but Hu Yuanzhong behaved himself and did not make any unusual moves. If he had accomplices hiding among the new recruits, everything would make sense.

"Form a formation." Shen Han ordered.

Behind him were tens of thousands of elite soldiers, all displaying their weapons.

Since the other party has ill intentions, the men of Wei have no reason to retreat.

Seeing this, Ridamuzi burst into laughter and said, "Hey, head coach, I didn't come here to fight with you."

"You seem to be a Qiang." Shen Han sneered, "Many years ago, General Feihong fought against the Qiang people. I thought the Qiang people had no other intentions. Now you come to my Liangzhou Guards and kill dozens of me. If you are not here to fight, then you are not asking for peace, right?"

When General Feihong was mentioned, Ridamuzi's expression changed slightly. After a moment, he fixed his eyes on Shen Han and said with a grim smile, "Chief Coach, please don't slander me. My original intention was just to spar with Xiao Huaijin. Who knew that when I passed by here last night, the sentries here were too unfriendly and had an argument with my brothers. I had no choice but to kill them all." He said lightly, "I thought the soldiers brought by Xiao Huaijin had some skills, but I didn't expect them to be so vulnerable. When they died, they didn't even scream--"

"You!" The recruits were filled with indignation.

"Don't be angry, head coach. I'm here just to learn from you," he looked at the new recruits behind Shen Han with interest, "If Xiao Huaijin doesn't go, let his soldiers go. If that doesn't work, you coaches can go."

Liang Ping stepped forward and said, "Your Excellency thinks too highly of yourself. Why are you so sure that we must fight?"

"Don't want to?" Ridamuzi clapped his hands calmly. Several people came closer from afar, and someone struggled, "Let me go——"

Shen Han's expression suddenly changed.

Several foreign soldiers were carrying two people like chickens. One was Cheng Lisu and the other was Song Taotao. Both of them had their hands and feet tied behind their backs. They looked like wolves and beasts, struggling endlessly.

"Coach Shen!" Cheng Lisu saw Shen Han and cried out as if he had found help. "Who are they and why are they holding us hostage?"

Who is this? Shen Han's mouth was bitter. He had already sent many people to guard Cheng Lisu and Song Taotao's door to protect them secretly, but they were still caught. The opponent's strength should not be underestimated. And they knew to capture Cheng Lisu and Song Taotao to restrain Liangzhou Guards, which shows that they are very familiar with Liangzhou Guards.

"Now," Ridamuzi looked at Shen Han with satisfaction, "Coach, are you still willing to spar with us?"

Song Taotao shouted: "How can we possibly have a competition? How can they be so kind? There must be something fishy going on!"

Shen Han said: "Okay."

"Great!" Ridamuzi sat up straight. "The weather is too cold and I'm too lazy. Just three games. You pick three people." He said to the people behind him, "Brothers, whoever wants to go, go ahead!"

Behind him, someone said, "Commander, Wala is willing to fight!"

This is a very strong man. Qiang people are always strong, and the people from the Central Plains look particularly thin when standing next to them. He is not very old, only in his early twenties, but he is nine feet tall, like an ancient giant. He also has a fierce face, eyes slightly protruding like an ox, and holding a curved knife, it is easy to see that he is not easy to mess with.

"Good!" Ridamuzi shouted, "Wala is so brave, worthy of being a son of the Qiang people!" He looked at Shen Han again, "What about you?"

The Wala were so strange and huge that they made people retreat just by looking at them. Moreover, the corpses in the martial arts field clearly showed how ferocious these Qiang people were. No one in the Liangzhou guards responded for a while.

"If there is really no one to fight, then you coaches will do it." Ridamuzi said with a smile: "A battlefield like this is a good time to teach the new recruits."

Liang Ping on the side gritted his teeth and was about to speak out to fight, when a voice rang out: "Let me do it."

This is a young recruit from the Vanguard Battalion, named Wei Huan. Shen Han still remembers him because he is also good at swordsmanship, one of the best in the Vanguard Battalion. However, his personality is very gentle and shy, not as good as Lei Hou. Therefore, although he and Lei Hou are both outstanding, they are far less eye-catching than Lei Hou.

By the way, speaking of Lei Hou, Shen Han was stunned. Where is Lei Hou?

"You?" Ridamuzi glanced at Wei Huan and said with a fake smile, "You are very brave."

Wei Huan slowly stepped forward and came to the front of Wala: "I am willing to learn from you."

Wala laughed, looked around, saw the high platform of the martial arts arena, and said, "Let's go there. The height is very good. If I chop off your neck from there, the people below can see it clearly. Isn't it good?"

Wei Huan's expression remained unchanged. Wala laughed loudly, leaped onto the martial arts arena platform, and said, "Come and fight!"

The high platform of the martial arts arena has been visited countless times in recent days, all of them were new recruits from Liangzhou Guards, who learned from each other. The new recruits watching the show below were also in a relaxed mood, watching and giving comments, spotting the flaws and highlights, and gaining something from every show.

Because they also know that there will be many more such exchanges.

There has never been a match as dull as today, especially when Ridamuzi suddenly remembered something, looked at Shen Han, and said in a voice that everyone around could hear: "Head Coach, I forgot to tell you that according to the rules of our Qiang people, when you are on the life and death stage, life and death do not matter, and the winner can only be determined when one side dies."

"What?" Liang Ping asked angrily.

"A warrior must be prepared to die in battle at any time. This is the highest honor." Ridamuzi said coldly, "No exceptions."

On the stage, Wei Huan slowly drew the knife from his waist and nodded to Wala.

…

The dungeon was as dark and damp as ever.

The guard at the door disappeared at some point. The cell was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. The sound of people's footsteps was particularly harsh.

The shadows walked down the steps step by step. The shadows illuminated by the torch at the door swayed slightly. In the innermost room, someone was curled up against the wall and sleeping. He seemed to have caught a cold, shivering, and his lips were pale.

The black shadow stopped in front of He Yan's cell.

There was an empty bowl on the ground. It was filled with water or rice, but it was licked clean and shiny. The thin blanket was too short to cover her whole body. Even when she curled up, her feet were still exposed. She was trembling slightly and her face was abnormally pale. The shadow looked at her for a moment, then reached out and inserted the key into the keyhole. With a click, the lock was unlocked.

The people in the cells remain ignorant and unaware.

He walked in.

The young man's past high-spirited look was completely gone. He looked no different from all the other prisoners. He seemed to have some regrets and some vigilance. He stood still, staring at the young man's face.

The boy didn't move.

After a while, the dark shadow slowly covered over.

At this moment, the young man suddenly raised his head, revealing a pair of eyes, black and white, without any sleepiness, and very awake.

"You——" He just had time to say a word. Before the knife in his hand fell, he felt pain under his body. He was kicked in the heart. The pain made him kneel on the ground immediately. The next moment, a white silk hand strangled his neck from behind. He Yan's voice came from behind.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, Lei Hou."

Lei Hou's eyes rolled up due to being strangled, but He Yan was extremely strong, and he pressed his legs with his legs, making him unable to move. Seeing that Lei Hou was about to be strangled to death by He Yan, He Yan suddenly let go, and Lei Hou suddenly got some space to breathe. He covered his neck and gasped for air. Then he saw He Yan walk up to him in three or two steps, and as if prying open a duck's mouth, he poured something into his mouth.

Lei Hou was gasping for breath with his mouth open, so he had no way of defending himself. He drank the stuff without leaving a drop. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't muster any strength. He just felt numb all over. After a moment, he fainted and never moved again.

He Yan stretched out his foot and kicked him twice in the face. After confirming that he was still, he tore the white silk into two pieces and tied up Lei Hou's hands and feet.

That day, she had something to ask Song Taotao, and asked if she had any weapons. But Song Taotao was a girl, so how could she carry a knife or sword with her? After searching her body, she only found a bottle of knockout drug, which she had taken from Shen Muxue's desk. She thought that if she met a bad guy, she could still use it, so He Yan took it as a last resort.

This was not enough, she also borrowed Song Taotao's belt. Song Taotao's belt was bought by Tuo Chiwu in Liangzhou after returning to the guard post. The fabric was special and extremely strong and durable, comparable to a rope.

If necessary, a belt can also strangle someone.

He Yan was thinking that since the other party deliberately slandered her for murder and sent her to the dungeon of Liangzhou Guard, it seemed that they were very jealous of her. Once she entered the dungeon, the other party would definitely not give up and would kill her to silence her. She had to carry weapons with her and fight back at any time.

But all her weapons were confiscated, and she was left with only a bottle of knockout drug and Song Taotao's belt.

This morning, no one came to bring her breakfast, which was very strange. Usually, breakfast should have been delivered at this time. Because of Song Taotao and Cheng Lisu's request, although Shen Han did not allow Song Taotao and others to come to see her, he did not treat He Yan's food badly.

The clinic usually pays great attention to punctuality, but no one came at this time, so something must have happened.

He Yan was very anxious, but he couldn't go out, and he didn't know what was happening outside. Later, he gradually calmed down. Since something happened, who knows, the other party might take advantage of the chaos to come here and kill him to silence him.

Before Song Taotao left, not knowing what could help, she gave all her things to He Yan, including a box of powder. He Yan put some on her face, and some on her lips, curling up like a seriously ill prisoner.

She was wondering what was going on outside when she heard footsteps, and then this scene happened.

He Yan dragged Lei Hou to a corner and made him lie with his face facing the wall. The knockout drug would last for eight hours, so Lei Hou would not wake up in such a short time.

She left the cell and locked the door.

Lei Hou became a prisoner.