The fragrance became thicker and lighter. She paid special attention to several places with strong fragrance and comforted the soldiers. When she learned that they were all feeling good, she returned the same way. She got off the horse and picked a cluster of wild flowers halfway, and there were bees of Weng Wengfei circling on it. She took a sip, which was slightly different from the fragrance that was blown by the wind just now. She held the cluster of flowers with a smile to cover her expression.

Lin Cheng next to He Liefeng said, "General, in two hours, you can see Baicao Village. You can set up camps. However, after sending troops three times, not long after leaving Baicao Village, you will always meet Xiaoba bandits. However, just a little bit of people can cause considerable harm to our army. This is true for three times, and my subordinates really can't figure it out."

He Liefeng thought for a moment and ordered: "Stop the march, set up camp on the spot, make a fire and cook."

Someone around him immediately went down to convey the order. Lin Cheng hesitated and looked at him without saying anything. He Liefeng smiled and said, "Don't worry, I have my own arrangements."

Rong Yanran was very happy: "You can have a meal again, it's good. You can only continue to rush after you have enough food."

He Liefeng heard the heroic smile, and the few people around him ignored him. From the bottom of his heart, they looked down on this gangster who was on par with them.

Although there was a breeze, the wild life of these people was really powerful. The flames stuck out their tongues and made a "sizzling" sound. Rong Yanran stared at the barbecue above the flames, but her brain moved for a long time. The fragrance just now was obviously released by man. But will there be traitors among the senior officials around her? How much trust does He Liefeng have in her?

A fragrant rabbit leg was placed in her hand and met He Liefeng's smiling eyes: "What are you thinking? You're so trance."

She took the rabbit's legs and chewed it, grabbed the wild flowers beside her, and came to his nose: "Does this flower smell fragrant?"

He Liefeng saw her flashing eyes and took a deep breath: "It's not bad."

Rong Yanran wiped the corner of her mouth with her sleeve and said unintentionally: "Do you feel that the fragrance is different from the one I asked just now?"

He Liefeng's heart moved, but his face remained silent: "You might as well say something you find."

Rong Yanran calmly went to get the hare leg meat in his hand, leaned into his ear and said softly: "It was not a scent that could make people mentally tired." After that, she sat back and commented: "This meat tastes quite delicious, but it's a little less salt."

He Liefeng smiled and said, "Although the supply of salt is not small, it must be saved, otherwise there will be no salty taste in the future." Her few words seemed to instantly make him understand the situation of defeat at the last three times when the soldiers arrived at the border. He had suspected that they would do something, but according to his guess, Baicao Village would take action. Unexpectedly, they had already started to deploy here. "Doctor Xu, is there any way to increase the morale of the soldiers?" Since she discovered that kind of incense, she could naturally find the antidote.

"General," she pointed to the green grass under her lower body, "The weather is good today, there is wind, and these small grasses that are not very popular have the effect of refreshing the spirit." Strictly speaking, this was not what she discovered. It was the jade pendant given to her by the master. When she first smelled the fragrance, she returned to normal here. Thanks to this jade pendant, she helped him avoid so many dangers, and thanked Zhang Jiren even more sincerely.

He Liefeng was relieved. The infantry who were very experienced this time were all their own people, and the recruits urgently recruited were the most suspected of being meticulous. His marching speed was already slow, and he rested early tonight. Can those meticulous works be suppressed? Will he notify their master?

He Liefeng thought so and had already started to build a tent by himself. The sky soon became dark. He still asked Rong Yanran to live in the same tent with him, intending to hang a curtain when people were not paying attention, so that it would not only prevent others from seeing her daughter's body, but also facilitate her to rest. As for the personal soldiers who have followed him for many years, they were very strict and he didn't have to worry.

It was soon late at night. He looked at the candles dripping with wax oil, listened to the movement outside. After a while, there was a shout outside. Lin Cheng and the others threw three people tied up in. The two looked like recruits, and the other looked like an old farmer.

When the old farmer came in, he shouted: "General, it's unfair! Unfair! I'm just coming out to trap some hares or something!"

Lin Cheng said: "General, at night I saw these two people giving this old farmer something sneakily. I suspect they were doing it carefully!"

He Liefeng looked at him and asked the old farmer who was kneeling: "You said you were wronged?"

The old farmer crawled forward while crying: "Yes! I'm wronged, General, I'm just..." He seemed to begging He Liefeng to let him go, and reached out to hug his leg, but was caught off guard by him and kicked him to the ground and broke his breath. Half of the dagger in his sleeve was exposed, and his identity was unexplained.

He Liefeng looked at the two recruits kneeling not far away: "Do you have anything to say?"

The two bit their collars together and said, "It's over here that we have nothing to hide. It's just that General He and us are buried with us, which is also our blessing." The choking smell that was originally thought of should have come out of their bodies and spread in the tent, but then I was surprised to find that the powder in the collar had been dropped at some point!

Looking at Xizuo's horrified gaze, He Liefeng smiled slightly, waited for them to fall to the ground and closed their eyes, walked over and asked condescendingly: "How did you get in? How many people got into the Darong Chao army?"

The dreamlike answer: "We send a group of people to Rongjing every year and sneak in while the recruitment is in. This time, four people sneak into Rongchao's army."

"Who are the other two?" He Liefeng's expression was particularly serious and nervous.

"We haven't seen each other before, we just act on orders."

He Liefeng held the hilt of the sword: "Then how do you contact us? What are you responsible for?"

"We are just waiting for them to contact us, responsible for emitting the incense and attacking when the soldiers are relaxed and weak."

"Did you have no signs in contact?"

"No, the way is different every time."

"What order did you convey this time?"

"I don't know, we never look at it."

He Liefeng drew out his sword, his narrow eyes widened, and his anger rose from his chest, and his despicable means to the enemy: "Since you are worth all this, I'll give you a happy death."
Chapter completed!