Zhong Wu is the head of Qing Huai's bodyguard. His presence here proves that Qing Huai must be nearby.
Qinghuai is not the kind of person who likes to show off. When Jin Feng was still a small blacksmith, Qinghuai was honored as a marquis, but instead of sending someone to notify Jin Feng to meet him in Jinchuan County, he went to Xihewan to visit him in person.
If he knew that Jin Feng was coming, Qinghuai would definitely have come out to greet him.
The guards who were in high spirits before heard Jin Feng ask this question, all lowered their heads in shame.
The reaction of the guards made Jin Feng's heart skip a beat. He frowned and stared at Zhong Wu: "Tell me, what's going on?"
"It's useless for me to wait. Someone sneaked into the camp last night to assassinate him. Qinghou was injured..." Zhong Wu answered with his head lowered.
"What the hell? Qinghou was assassinated here?" Jin Feng suspected that he heard wrongly: "What do you do for food? What do the tens of thousands of Qing family troops do for food?"
This is the main camp of the Qing family army. Qing Huai's command tent is located in the center of the camp. There are tens of thousands of Qing family troops around it. There are also guards led by Zhong Wu around the tent to guard the camp 24 hours a day. However, he was assassinated.
Already?
Jin Feng felt a little incredible.
The guards around him were even more ashamed.
Regardless of the reason, as Qinghuai's bodyguards, Qinghuai was assassinated, and they all have unshirkable responsibilities.
"Where is Qinghou now? How is his injury?"
"He was hit with a sword on his shoulder and leg. He is resting in the big tent at the back."
"I'll settle the score with you later!" Jin Feng pointed to the guards around him and kicked Zhong Wu: "Take me to see Qinghou!"
Zhong Wu rubbed his butt and led the way.
The tent where Qinghuai rested was behind the command tent. When Jin Feng passed by, he found that the tent was surrounded by soldiers.81Zw.????m
Most of them are familiar faces.
When Qing Huai came to Sanguan, he not only brought his personal guards, but also brought two hundred elite soldiers from the Tielin Army. The leader was Xu Xiao, the deputy general who had served Jin Feng in Qingshui Valley.
Except for Zhong Wu and others who just went to greet Jin Feng, everyone else is here.
Perhaps because Qinghuai was assassinated yesterday, the Tielin soldiers who were guarding the tent were very vigilant. They were fully armed and surrounded the tent to prevent any outsiders from approaching.
Jin Feng's prestige in the Tielin Army was no weaker than Qinghuai's. Seeing him coming, Xu Xiao immediately straightened his back and gave a military salute: "General Jin!"
"General Jin!"
Other Tielin soldiers also straightened their backs and saluted.
Normally, Jin Feng would definitely give them a gift in return, but now he didn't. Instead, he scolded them with a cold face: "A bunch of losers!"
Xu Xiao and others who were scolded were not angry, only ashamed.
They had all followed Jin Feng before and knew what he was like.
When it was so difficult and dangerous in Qingshui Valley, Jin Feng never lost his temper with them.
Now cursing people shows that he is really angry, and it also shows that Jin Feng does not regard them as outsiders.
"Get away! Why are you blocking the door?"
Jin Feng kicked Xu Xiao away angrily.
The other soldiers finally came to their senses and quickly got out of the way.
Jin Feng led Bei Qianxun into the tent.
Qinghuai was lying on the bed, with his left leg and shoulder wrapped in thick bandages.
Seeing Jin Feng come in, he grabbed the bed rail with his right hand and sat up.
"Sir, you have come a long way, and these losers insist on letting me pick you up. I hope you will forgive me!"
Qinghuai pointed at Zhong Wu helplessly: "When I get better, let's see how I deal with you!"
When he learned that Jin Feng was coming, Qinghuai went to greet him, but Zhong Wu disagreed and even took away his crutches.
"Are we still so polite to each other?"
Jin Feng waved his hand and looked at the military doctor standing aside: "How is Qinghou's injury?"
"Sir, although the wound on Qinghou's leg is very deep, it is not serious. He can recover after a few months of rest. The injury on his left shoulder is more dangerous. If he stabbed down another half inch, he might have hit his lung!"
"This knife should be aimed at Qinghou's heart, right?"
"Yes," the military doctor nodded: "Fortunately, the Marquis reacted quickly and dodged, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."
"Where's the assassin?" Jin Feng looked at Zhong Wu with a dark face.
"Dead," Zhong Wu said: "After the assassin failed in the assassination, he took poison and committed suicide!"
"How did he sneak into the camp and how did he get close to Qinghou?" Jin Feng asked.
This was a question he had always wondered about, but he was in a hurry to see Qinghuai just now, so he couldn't bear to ask it.
"The assassin sneaked in from the creek," Zhong Wu replied: "He hugged the stone and hid at the bottom of the river, holding a reed pole in his mouth to breathe, until he reached near the big tent, because he hid under the water and used aquatic plants.
Disguise, we didn't even notice.
While the Marquis was taking a walk by the river, assassins suddenly emerged and carried out the assassination."
"Such a professional assassin should be rare, right?" Jin Feng asked, "Can you find out who sent him?"
It was late autumn now, so I had to wear thick clothes in the morning and evening, and the temperature in the water was very low.
If the other party wants to hide from the patrols of the Qing family army, they must dive into the water at least five miles upstream.
He could sneak for five or six miles in low-temperature water without being discovered by patrols. Ordinary dead soldiers really couldn't do this.
"We can't find it," Zhong Wu shook his head: "The other party doesn't have any tattoos or special wounds. There are no clues at all."
"Is there anyone you suspect?" Jin Feng asked Qinghuai.
"That's a lot," Qinghuai said with a smile: "Kings of Qin, Chu, Wu, Xiang, Jin, and those aristocratic families who don't want to divide the land among their husbands are all possible."
"That's true." Jin Feng was also a little helpless.
Qinghuai was a staunch supporter of him and the Ninth Princess, and was very capable and experienced in commanding operations. He could be said to be Jin Feng's right-hand man.
Then all the enemies of Jin Feng and Ninth Princess have the possibility of assassinating Qinghuai.
"This morning I was still thinking about whether to write a letter to sir and ask him to send someone to take over the Qing family army. But before I could decide, sir came."
Qinghuai smiled and said: "Then the Qing family army will be handed over to sir."
"Just rest assured and recover," Jin Feng patted Qing Huai on the shoulder, turned around and ordered: "From today on, no other people are allowed to come near within ten feet of Qinghou's tent. Qinghou will not be allowed to eat or drink.
Everything you use must be carefully inspected, do you understand?"
"Yes!" Zhong Wu nodded quickly.
"Xu Xiao, come in!" Jin Feng shouted towards the door again.
"gentlemen!"
Xu Xiao opened the tent door and walked in.
"Where is the main force of King Qin's army now? Have the wealthy families in Lantian County and Jingzhao Mansion made any changes recently?" Jin Feng asked.
He came here this time to defeat King Qin's main force and then attack the local tyrants to divide the land.
Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you win every battle. Even if your own side has absolute strength, Jin Feng still needs to find out the details of the enemy before taking action.
This is the first battle after leaving Sichuan. Jin Feng not only wants to win, but also wants to win beautifully and cleanly!