Lu Zifeng and his group traveled day and night and arrived at the nearest small county town to the north of the capital in just over ten days.
"Captain, shall we go into the city?"
Lu Zifeng thought for a moment and said, "For safety's sake, let's not go into the city yet. We'll just spend the night in the woods. Although it's cold now, we can still hold on. If we go into the city, we'll easily run into the same situation as before. It's too dangerous. We've already taken ninety-nine steps, and we can't make a mistake with this last one."
After hearing what Lu Zifeng said, everyone felt that the captain was right. They had persisted for nearly a month and could send the third prince there by noon tomorrow. It would be better not to create unnecessary trouble.
After eating some dry food and drinking some hot water, everyone began to rest. Lu Zifeng was certainly not among those on duty. He leaned against a big tree, closed his eyes and rested. He had a premonition that someone would come to rescue Tuoba Qing tonight, because tonight was their last chance. Tuoba Qing was the bargaining chip for the collusion between Prince Qing and the Tatar Emperor, and it could also be said to be a token of his allegiance.
Sure enough, just after the hour of Chou, hundreds of people gathered around. Lu Zifeng looked at so many people and sighed. Prince Qing was really willing to spend money for the throne. It would cost a lot of money to train so many death warriors.
"Brothers, get up, there is an assassin."
During this period of time, the four hundred knights had become accustomed to it. When Lu Zifeng shouted, they all jumped up immediately. They didn't look like the people who were snoring just now.
Their action startled the men in black who had surrounded them. Before they could react, they were stabbed by the soldiers who jumped up. Dozens of the men in black were killed immediately, and many were injured, temporarily losing the strength to fight again.
The scene was briefly in chaos. Lu Zifeng remained guarding the carriage, protecting Tuoba Qing's safety. A man in black approached, but before he could reach the carriage, he was stabbed to death by Lu Zifeng's spear. Prince Qing must have known this was his last chance, so he had brought hundreds of people.
While guarding Tuoba Qing, Lu Zifeng used his psychic powers to slow down the movements of the men in black, making it easy for many soldiers to kill them.
Half an hour later, all the men in black were killed, and they looked at their injured brothers.
"Liu Can, count the number of brothers who died. Make sure to record them clearly without any mistakes."
After the final statistics, nearly a hundred brothers were dead, which means that of the five hundred brothers brought by Lu Zifeng, there are only two hundred and eighty-two left. Thinking of this, looking at those men in black, Lu Zifeng said to Cao Yong.
"Let's burn these people, and burn our brothers as well. But we have to go to the county town and buy some pottery jars to put them in and bring them back."
After all this trouble, it was dawn and Lu Zifeng led his men to set off again towards the camp west of the capital.
In just two hours, Lu Zifeng saw the outline of the camp in the west of the city from afar. He stopped the team fifty feet away from the camp, and Lu Zifeng rode alone to the gate of the camp.
"My surname is Lu, and I am a captain under King Jing. I have brought my men here to see the general of the main camp."
After Lu Zifeng finished shouting, a soldier appeared on the watchtower, stretched his head to look, and said.
"Please wait a moment. I will go and inform the general."
After he finished speaking, he turned his head back and disappeared. Lu Zifeng waited outside the gate for only a quarter of an hour before he saw a middle-aged general riding out on a horse.
The man was also stunned when he saw Lu Zifeng, but although he was confused, he did not show any expression and looked at Lu Zifeng and said.
"You said you were a lieutenant under His Royal Highness Prince Jing, and your surname was Lu. That Lu?"
Lu Zifeng frowned and looked at the general opposite him, but since the general asked him a question, he had to answer, so he said.
"Lu," he said, then took out a letter from his arms, actually from space, and presented it with both hands.
"This is a letter from His Royal Highness Prince Jing. Please review it, Your Excellency."
The general's deputy general rode forward and prepared to pick up the letter with the sword in his hand. Lu Zifeng's eyes became fierce and he stretched out his finger and flicked it. The sword immediately flew out of the deputy general's hand and fell about ten feet away.
"How dare you! Who gave you the guts to treat His Royal Highness Prince Jing with such contempt? How dare you use a sharp weapon to treat His Royal Highness Prince Jing's letter?"
There was anger in Lu Zifeng's eyes and his voice was filled with rage. The deputy general was stunned and at a loss as to what to do after what Lu Zifeng did.
The general glanced at Lu Zifeng with amusement, feeling puzzled. There didn't seem to be any young men this old in the Duke Dingguo's Mansion! But this young man actually looked about 50% similar to Lu Minghan. It was really strange. Could he be Lu Minghan's illegitimate son? Then he shook his head. Based on his understanding, Lu Minghan was not such a person!
After Lu Zifeng scolded the deputy general, he looked at the general again and found that the general was very strange. What did he remember? He shook his head and nodded.
"General, perhaps you could read the letter from His Royal Highness Prince Jing before thinking about this?"
Lan Chenglin was brought back to his senses by Lu Zifeng's words. He then remembered that his deputy general had just done something stupid again, and glared at him helplessly.
"Why don't you dismount quickly and take the letter and present it to me personally?"
The deputy general came to his senses at this time, looked at Lu Zifeng, dismounted reluctantly, walked to Lu Zifeng, took the letter with both hands, turned around and walked to Lan Chenglin.
After Lan Chenglin took the letter and read it, he looked at the young man in front of him in surprise. He didn't expect that the third prince of Tatar was actually captured by this young man. It was really amazing!
"Where is that man?"
Lu Zifeng waved his hand towards the back, and soon Cao Yong came over in a carriage himself. Of course, there was also a shabby carriage following behind, and sitting in it was the magistrate of Tongyun County.
Lu Zifeng recounted what happened in Tongyun County. Seeing Tuoba Qing being taken over by the opposing general, he suddenly felt relieved. After nearly a month of running around, dealing with assassinations and rescues again and again, to be honest, he felt very tired. He now just wanted to get to the capital as soon as possible and find an inn to freshen up.
The remaining two hundred or so soldiers were arranged to enter the camp west of the city, where they would wait for King Jing to return to the capital before returning to the army.
Of course, Lu Zifeng is not among them. He can move freely, but he cannot leave for too long. This means that Lu Zifeng, who wants to go home, has to stay in the camp west of the capital temporarily.
The next morning, after getting up early and washing up, Lu Zifeng rode his horse and took Cao Yong and Liu Can towards the capital. They planned to take a good stroll around the capital today. Since they were in the capital, they would be letting themselves down if they didn't go for a stroll.
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