One day after Bu Wenshan and others returned to the city, Huluying, which had disappeared for a long time, returned by itself.

What surprised everyone even more was that there were not many of the six thousand people in Calabash Camp. They were all full, but they looked a little dusty.

In the Tianlangguan meeting hall, all the generals gathered together. Youzhou General Wang Rusong, Cavalry Commander Lang Yi, Shi Tiangong, and Bu Wenshan were all sitting aside.

A series of slightly doubtful eyes focused on Jiao Yao, the leader of the Calabash Camp. The whereabouts of the Calabash Camp was a doubtful point in this war.

The Right Cavalry Army was defeated in the first battle, which was a big blow to the morale of the army.

Chen Yue glanced at Jiao Yao with a faint gaze and asked: "General Jiao, where have the Hulu Camp been these past few days? Why didn't you rush to the Tuoping Valley battlefield on time?"

Bu Wenshan, who was sitting aside, looked a little unhappy. The casualties of the Right Cavalry Army had been calculated. Nearly 4,000 people were killed in the battle. It can be said that the loss was very heavy, nearly one-third of the soldiers who went on the expedition.

Now Jiao Yao's Calabash Camp appears in front of everyone unscathed. It seems that nothing makes sense.

Jiao Yao only glanced at Chenyue in a hurry, and then with a twinkling look he came out with a set of prepared words, including how the Hulu Camp met the Rouran Cavalry, how they turned, and how they got lost.

Jiao Yao's words were well composed, but when they fell into Chen Yue's ears, they always felt like lies.

At the end, Jiao Yao expressed his lament for the dead soldiers of the Right Cavalry with a sad face, and at the same time asked Chen Yue to punish him for delaying the war opportunity.

Jiao Yao was extremely nervous as he bowed and his heart was beating fast. He didn't know if Chen Yue would believe his words.

"General Jiao, get up first." Chen Yue's tone was very calm, and there was no hint of anger.

Jiao Yao breathed a sigh of relief and carefully returned to his seat.

All the generals in the room, including Bu Wenshan, were a little hesitant about Jiao Yao's words. Why did he get lost so coincidentally? He happened to get lost during the battle?

"General Jiao." Chenyue looked Jiao Yao up and down and asked, "Are you telling the truth?"

Jiao Yao's heart trembled slightly. It seemed that Chen Yue didn't completely believe his words, but he still said bravely: "Everything the general said is true, and there is absolutely no deception!"

I've told lies and I can't take them back.

Chu Yucheng, who was sitting aside, had been observing Jiao Yao's expression, and smiled suddenly: "Haha, the situation on this battlefield is really changing rapidly. The cavalrymen of Huluying are all natives of Youzhou, and they have guarded the border for many years. The roads on the border are scary.

I’ve walked through it countless times, but I didn’t expect to get lost outside Tianlang Pass. It’s weird!”

Jiao Yao's hand on the chair tightened. What the Beiliang Dao Protector said was obviously questioning him, but Jiao Yao could only laugh twice. After all, he couldn't seem to find a reason to refute.

Several generals in the hall raised their eyebrows, and looked at Jiao Yao with some inexplicable meaning in their eyes.

And Bu Wenshan's eyes became even colder. This Jiao Yao must be hiding something from everyone.

He and Chu Yucheng had studied together at Yuelu Academy for many years, and they knew each other well.

Bu Wenshan naturally knew that Chu Yucheng was astute. Since Chu Yucheng had questioned it, it meant that there was most likely something wrong with what Jiao Yao said.

Chenyue said seemingly unintentionally: "I heard from Shi Xiong, deputy commander of the crossbowmen, that not far from the Tuoping Valley battlefield, there were traces of a large number of cavalry stationed. However, this cavalry disappeared, and the route they left seemed to have been blocked.

Deliberately hidden.”

Jiao Yao's palms had begun to sweat. At that time, in order to get away from the battlefield as quickly as possible, he didn't think so much. Unexpectedly, he was discovered by the crossbowman.

"General Jiao, since this cavalry did not appear on the battlefield, who are they?" Chen Yue still had a faint smile on his face.

It's a pity that the smile that fell in Jiao Yao's eyes looked a little scary.

"I don't know the end," Jiao Yao said hesitantly.

Chen Yue's voice was slightly raised: "Let me ask you one last time, are what you just said true?"

The eyes of all the people in the room were cast on Jiao Yao's face, which was so cold that he felt a little chilly.

Jiao Yao took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "There are absolutely no lies!"

At this point, Jiao Yao can only carry it to the end.

Chenyue paused, then shouted outside: "Bihu!"

Ben Hu, the pro-military leader who was standing outside the door of the meeting hall, immediately strode into the hall, waiting for Chen Yue to issue an order.

"Go to Hulu Camp and summon the battalion lieutenant colonel-level officers to see me, immediately!" Chen Yue said in a deep voice.

"No!" Ben Hu turned around and left.

Silence fell in the hall, except for the sound of Chen Yue's fingers tapping on the table.

One after another, crisp and powerful, like a death knell.

A little sweat began to appear on Jiao Yao's head, but his face was still pretending to be calm. Now he could only hope that the captains would listen to him.

Nothing could be seen on Chenyue's face, but there was anger in his heart. Judging from Jiao Yao's performance, he was definitely lying.

If the guess is correct, Huluying may have escaped in the face of the battle.

Thinking of this, Chen Yue felt a knot in his heart. He would rather Jiao Yao told the truth than he guessed wrong.

But Tuopinggu left behind four thousand lives! Four thousand good men from Beiliang Road!

After a while, several strong figures walked into the hall, and Huluying school captain Wang Lingfu was among them.

"Greetings to the Marquis of Beiliang!" Several people saluted at the same time.

"No courtesy." Chen Yue waved his hand gently.

Several people straightened up, their faces a little complicated. They could all guess what the Marquis of Beiliang was looking for.

Wang Lingfu in the crowd glanced at Chen Yue a few more times. Is this seemingly peaceful young man the Marquis of Beiliang with great military exploits?

Chen Yue sat on the chair and said calmly: "General Jiao said that you lost your way in the valley and did not arrive at the battlefield in time. I asked several times and General Jiao insisted on this statement."

Having said this, Chen Yue stood up, walked in front of several people and looked at each other one by one, but his calm eyes made the scalps of several captains go numb.

Chenyue's voice suddenly rose: "Now, I will only ask once, on behalf of the four thousand comrades who died in Tuoping Valley, whether what you, General Jiao, said is true!"

There was a sound of drinking, and the whole room was silent.

Jiao Yao's heartbeat accelerated violently. He could no longer control whether he should live or die.

Several captains looked at each other. Wang Lingfu was the first to kneel down. The others then bent their legs and knelt on the ground, kowtowing heavily towards Chen Yue.

"I'm guilty!"

A chorus of shouts rang out.

Wang Rusong, Lang Yi and other generals in the room understood. It was obvious that Jiao Yao had lied.

Jiao Yao's face suddenly turned pale, and his hands were trembling uncontrollably.

Bu Wenshan, who was sitting opposite Jiao Yao, had already clenched his hands tightly, and his face was so dark that he could squeeze out ink.
Chapter completed!