Chapter 419: They are all our own people, recognize their identities

Chapter 419: They are all our own people, recognize their identities

The soldier under his command said, "General, there is indeed something wrong with these two people. Should we send troops to chase them back?"

Wei Ting looked towards the grassland in the south and narrowed his eyes.

"Send two smart guys to follow first, so as not to alert the enemy."

Wei Ting has reached an agreement with Hu Feng.

He told Hu Feng that Qi Peiyao and the child were safe, and promised to let the Hu brothers go.

Use force first, then courtesy; this is the best way to gain surrender.

Hu Feng also told him that Xi Jin had more than a dozen secret contacts in Longzhou, and the person who contacted Hu Feng each time was not the same person. He is identifiable by the special golden totem embroidered on the Xijin dark-thread cuffs.

The place where Wei Ting is located is the highest, and he can see clearly the people who are deliberately hiding. That shining light in the wasteland is none other than Xijin’s golden totem.

I didn't expect the secret agent to be deployed so quickly.

It was hiding in the withered yellow grass in the south, apparently spying on the village woman's movements.

But that’s not all.

Wei Ting turned his head again and looked towards the north, and he ground his back teeth.

Because there is also a group of experts there.

In addition to the direction they escaped, there were many good players gathered in the other three directions.

This village woman is indeed of extraordinary status.

Wei Ting said to the remaining people: "Let's go meet the south first."

The soldiers under his command said alertly: "I will send the order right away to have the main force come over."

Wei Ting shook his head and said, "No need, there are not many of them, and they are not coming for us."

They had just controlled the remnants of Xi Jin in Black Wind Village at night, and Xi Jin sent people to help the next day? Obviously not.

Not so fast.

Instead, someone called together the Xijin secret line near Longzhou.

Who could this person be?

Wei Ting doesn't know yet, but the right thing to do is to catch all the hidden clues in front of him first.

Several purple-clad assassins in the south quietly set off, and were about to chase the village woman who got off the carriage, when a tall and handsome figure appeared in front of them.

"Where are you going?"

Wei Ting appeared alone without anyone noticing, with his signature smile on his face.

When the assassins saw Wei Ting, their faces beneath the purple masks twisted for a moment.

This General Zhenbei was well-known in Beili, but in Xijin he was known as the "ghost-fearing man".

Wei Ting's eyes flashed. It seemed that they didn't know he was here either, which further confirmed his guess.

"You know me? Very good."

Wei Ting curled his lips and approached them.

"Are you here specifically to look for me? It just so happens that I am visiting Black Wind Village with 10,000 soldiers, so I can just have some fun with you."

Who would bring ten thousand soldiers to play in this valley?

There were only Wei Ting and two soldiers behind him in front of him, but from their attire one could tell that they were sent from the North.

Xi Jin's assassins did not doubt Wei Ting's words. They were all in a state of panic and did not dare to act rashly.

Wei Ting took off his wrist guard and buckled it again one circle at a time.

He said in a relaxed tone: "It's still the same old rules. Throw away the hidden weapons in your hands, seal your own acupuncture points, and don't let me do anything."

Wei Ting smiled more kindly: "You know, I treat surrendered prisoners very gently."

The assassins looked at each other, hesitation in their eyes.

They have been lurking in Longzhou for more than ten years under various identities. They no longer have the skills they once had. Now facing Wei Ting and his troops is like hitting a rock with an egg.

Seeing that these people were silent and motionless, Wei Ting stopped smiling.

He held my wrist and said coldly, "Or do you want to feel the feeling of being trampled and buried alive by thousands of horses?"

Wei Ting had accumulated great prestige among the two armies. As soon as he changed his expression, these assassins threw down their hidden weapons and sealed their acupuncture points one after another.

Immediately afterwards, two soldiers jumped out from behind Wei Ting, holding a straw rope in their hands, and tied the group of people together.

Wei Ting said: "Lock them together with the Xijin people in the village."

He looked to the north again and found that the team of men in black had hidden themselves. If he was not mistaken...

Wei Ting said: "You don't have to follow me."

The soldier said worriedly, "General, we'll go with you."

Wei Ting waved his hand: "We are all family."

There is no village or shop nearby, so how can we have any of our own people here?

The soldier did not dare to question. He touched the back of his head, followed the order, and escorted the group of people back to Heifeng Village.

The group of people in the north were the secret guards who were sent to protect Ji Qingwu but accidentally lost him.

In order to make amends, they searched for traces all night and finally found Ji Qingwu's whereabouts in the Black Wind Village.

The leader of the secret guards sighed and said, "This Wei Ting is good at bluffing. How can he have 10,000 soldiers?"

When they passed through Black Wind Village, they saw only two or three thousand elite soldiers, all of whom were brought by Li Chengxun. Wei Ting also brought a few personal guards.

"Boss, we have to hurry up and chase Miss Ji, otherwise we'll lose her again."

The leader of the secret guards glanced at him through the black mask, and his men immediately fell silent.

"It won't be lost this time, not like last time."

The subordinate asked doubtfully, "So this time, is it Miss Ji Wu who is in the carriage?"

Last time, Ji Qingwu and Ji Qingrong worked together to make the secret guards mistakenly believe that the person in the carriage accompanying Sihai was her.

But this time, Ji Qingwu didn't know that they had come to his door, so he shouldn't be so on guard.

But what if she did think of it?

The leader of the secret guards said mysteriously: "Miss Ji's tactics should not be underestimated. The person in the carriage should be..."

The leader of the secret guards stroked his chin, looking at the inquiring eyes of the secret guards.

He said solemnly: "Who it is, I don't know either."

The shoulders of the secret guards slumped, it turned out that the boss couldn't tell the difference either.

The leader of the secret guards said decisively: "Let's split into two groups, and both groups will follow. This way, we won't make any mistakes. When we find the real body, we can communicate with each other using signals."

Wei Ting appeared quietly behind them.

He crossed his arms and said, "The person who got off the carriage just now was not her."

Hearing the voice, the leader of the secret guards turned around and said in a tone without any surprise, "Brother Wei is here."

Wei Ting raised his eyebrows and said, "Old Yao, you are here too."

The two men were old acquaintances, and their relationship was so good that there was no need to reminisce. The leader of the secret guards asked directly, "How did you tell the difference, Brother Wei?"

Wei Ting would be a fool if he couldn't guess the identity of the escaped village woman at this time.

If not Ji Qingwu, who else could be so arrogant that the emperor would allocate such a large number of secret guards.

After confirming that this village woman was Ji Qingwu, it was not difficult to identify her between the two.

Wei Ting gnashed his teeth and said, "Look at the body shape and the way he walks."

The leader of the secret guards noticed his strange reaction and asked, "Are you familiar with Miss Ji Wu?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he recalled the rumors about Lin'an a while ago. His expression could not be seen because of the mask.

Wei Ting pursed his lips into a line and then relaxed.

"Enough is enough, Old Yao. Your iron mask is making noises."

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