A group of chefs were so frightened by the fierce gaze that they shuddered and nodded quickly and got off the carriage.

Wuchao City!

Zhou Sen was surprised to find that they did not arrive at the recruit training camp, but actually returned to Wuchao City. On both sides were the towering cliffs of the Dark Ridge, and where they were now was within the city of Wuchao City.

In the open space outside the barracks, hundreds of soldiers were walking in and out, seeming to be preparing for something, and seemed extremely busy.

Just when a group of chefs were panicking, a soldier who looked like a steward came over and took away the transfer orders from their hands. He was stunned when he received Zhou Sen's transfer order.

"Are you a reservist?" the soldier asked with a frown.

"Yes, sir." Zhou Sen replied respectfully.

The soldier didn't say anything, and left immediately. He muttered something to the people in the Jiudaoguai Barracks not far away. Zhou Sen immediately asked with the word "quiet" and only heard what the people in the Jiudaoguai Barracks said.

The inspector personally drew up the list and so on. Then, the soldier complained a few words casually, but there was no substantive information.

However, Zhou Sen still knew some clues. At least, the so-called supervisor was one of the masterminds behind the scenes.

After negotiating with the soldiers from the Jiudaoguai Barracks, the soldier took Zhou Sen and six other chefs to a barracks, and motioned for everyone to change into ordinary people's clothes. After the arrangements were made, the soldier threw Zhou Sen and others into the barracks.

Don't care about the outside world.

After coming out of the barracks, Zhou Sen found that some people had also changed their clothes. The clothes were the same as theirs, and they were the clothes of herdsmen.

Zhou Sen was placed next to a strong horse. Zhou Sen discovered that everyone had a strong Hun horse next to him.

When the civilians were approaching, Zhou Sen felt the tense atmosphere. The soldiers held their breaths as if they were listening to something.

Just when Zhou Sen was making random guesses, suddenly, a stormy sound of horse hoofbeats came from outside Wuchao City. The sound of horse hoofbeats was particularly deafening at this time when the people were approaching, and the entire Wuchao City seemed to be shaking.

"Let's go!" In the darkness, a short and capable soldier shouted and immediately got on his horse.

"Follow up."

A soldier whispered to Zhou Sen and several cooks.

"Yes, yes."

Zhou Sen and several chefs got on their horses and followed the group of soldiers out of Wuchao City. When they just left the gate of Wuchao City, thousands of elite cavalry rushed in like a tide from outside the canyon.

Seeing the black cavalry rushing towards them with murderous intent, Zhou Sen was frightened even though he was brave, and a group of chefs were even more frightened.

A strange scene appeared. When the overwhelming cavalry approached them, they suddenly leaned to one side, making way for them to make a narrow passage and passed them by.

"Speed ​​up!"

The thin and capable man urged, and immediately, a group of soldiers and cooks disguised as herdsmen galloped towards the grassland outside the canyon. Zhou Sen and several cooks quickly followed.

Everyone ran non-stop for a hundred miles until the sun was high.

While the horse was galloping, Zhou Sen had already figured out the structure of this group of people. Including him and six chefs, the total number was thirty-two. The capable little man was a soldier and leader, and was called "Brother Hao."

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Everyone found a sheltered bush to rest. Several cooks immediately collected dry grass and dead branches and prepared to light a fire for cooking, but they were stopped by the capable little soldier.

"What are you doing?" The short and capable soldier looked at the chefs with confusion.

"Master Jun, let's cook!" Little Fatty Jin said with a flattering look on his face.

"Cooking! What to cook?" The soldier was stunned.

"You called us here, aren't we just going to cook for you?" Little Fatty Jin also looked confused.

"Are you a chef?" The short and capable soldier suddenly woke up and asked.

"Yes, we are both chefs."

"…cook…cook…"

The short and capable soldier had a stern look on his face, but he suddenly woke up and immediately had a nervous breakdown. He sat on the ground with a dazed look on his face. After a while, the soldier came to his senses, called everyone together, and asked each one for details.

identity.

Among the thirty-two people, except Zhou Sen, who is a reservist, the others are regular soldiers. However, the difference is that they are not well-trained combatants, but are engaged in various jobs in the army.

I don't even know why they were summoned to Wuchao City.

After figuring out their respective identities, the short and capable soldier was in a daze for a while, with a look of dismay on his face.

Then, the short and capable soldier told everyone about the mission.

Assassinated King Zuo Xian, the arm of the Xiongnu Chanyu.

Everyone was stunned at first, then became restless and clamored to go back.

Zhou Sen could only smile bitterly. He originally thought that the worst plan would be to be sent to a recruit training camp. He never dreamed that they would be sent directly to the enemy rear to carry out an assassination mission. There is no doubt that this is a suicide attempt.

Assassination operation.

"Quiet." The short and capable soldier raised his arms with a serious expression.

The noisy crowd fell silent.

The short and capable soldier began to tell the story of the assassination operation.

This assassination operation is called "Operation Thunder", which means to give the enemy a thunderous blow, because King Zuo Xian is the main war faction of the Huns. If King Zuo Xian is assassinated, Wuchao City is likely to avoid military disaster.

This plan had been put forward in detail several months ago, with elites selected from several military camps to carry out assassination operations, and then commanded by a capable man code-named "Brother Hao".

Because of the vast area of ​​grassland and desert, in order not to leak the news when executing "Operation Thunder", and because of the long distance, the elites had enough time to get used to each other. Therefore, except for Brother Hao, the elite team members all left Wuchao City.

I don't know about the assassination mission.

Similarly, in order to keep the secret strictly, Brother Hao did not have any contact with the selected elites.

In order to keep the secret secret, when the assassination team went deep into the grassland, Wuchao City sent thousands of elite cavalry to clear the area dozens of miles outside Wuchao City, driving away all the spies and herdsmen.

"Brother Hao, I'm just a chef, I want to go home!" Jin Xiaopang was the first to object.

"I also want to go home, but if we go back now, I believe that our heads will be hung on the city gate at noon tomorrow." Brother Hao said with a bitter smile.

"ah……"

A group of people suddenly looked at each other.

"Strictly speaking, you are all regular soldiers. As long as you violate discipline when performing tasks, you will be imprisoned for a long time even if you are not sentenced to death. Here, the only one who can leave is Xiao Zhou, because,

He is a reservist and is not qualified to carry out military operations."

"Zhou Sen, you are the only one who can go home. Did you do it on purpose?" Jin Xiaopang looked at Zhou Sen with jealousy.

"That's right, Zhou Sen, did you deliberately frame us?" Several other chefs condemned Zhou Sen in unison.

"Everyone, what's the point of arguing about this now? The most important thing now is to find a way to complete the mission and return home safely." Zhou Sen said calmly.

"Complete the mission..."

"Get home safe!"

"Boy, the person we want to assassinate is King Zuo Xian, a lunatic and war madman of the Huns."

"..."

After hearing Zhou Sen's words, everyone suddenly burst into laughter and started arguing passionately.

"Brother Hao, what do you think?" Zhou Sen looked at Brother Hao.

"I racked my brains and prepared for this plan for several months, but I never expected that it would fall short at the last minute... It seems that the discord between the God of Pumpkin and the higher-ups is not groundless..." Brother Hao looked frustrated.

"Brother Hao, is the army advocating war or peace?" Zhou Sen suddenly became a little confused. Judging from this operation, the army planned this operation to eliminate King Zuo Xian, the Xiongnu's main warlord, so as to achieve the goal of peace.

However, it seems that there is another force that is restraining the army's decision. Although it approved the operation, it interfered with it and caused the assassination operation to fail, thereby achieving the purpose of the war.

It seems that the forces behind the scenes want war to happen more.

"I don't know about this, but the general once said that the Han Empire is not suitable for the use of troops due to frequent natural disasters, internal and external troubles, and precarious conditions." Brother Hao shook his head.

"Yes."

Zhou Sen secretly admired that he was indeed a worthy man despite his great reputation. The Golden Melon God was far-sighted and was not a brave person.

The Han Empire seemed to have a strong army, but last year's famine showed that the empire was about to collapse. If a large-scale war breaks out, it is likely to trigger a chain reaction that will be out of control.

In the past, Zhou Sen had full confidence in the army of the Han Empire. However, after he spent some time in Jiudaoguai Barracks, he suddenly lost the slightest confidence in the army of the Han Empire.

There is no doubt that whether it is the Dragon Picture God or the Golden Melon God, they are both powerful generals with amazing strategies. However, as the saying goes, it is difficult to support a single tree, and wars often involve tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people, which also involves the supplies of the army.

, not just a few strong generals can win the war.

On the other hand, the Xiongnu were busy sharpening their swords. The number of arrowheads hidden by a small tribe was extremely astonishing, which shows that they had been carefully planning for a long time.

From Zhou Sen's perspective, even if the Han Empire wins a war with the Xiongnu, it will severely weaken its vitality and shake the foundation of the empire.

The clues can be seen from this assassination operation.

The power of the Jingua God seems to be in danger of being emptied out. This is evident from the fact that such an important military operation as the assassination of King Zuo Xian was actually controlled by the forces behind the scenes.

From the fact that Mu Qing dispatched thousands of cavalrymen from Wuchao City to cover the assassination team for dozens of miles, it can be seen that the God of Golden Melon attaches great importance to this assassination operation. Unfortunately, he did not think at all that those so-called elites were not

Chefs are craftsmen, and these people have all violated the forces behind the scenes in some small things and need to be cut off...

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To be continued...