Liu Qutong, the governor of the Xuande Army, had a strange attitude towards Chengying Camp. He was both a little scruple and arrogant. He usually never asked Zhao Xingde to go to discuss matters. He only notified the time of the camp to be terminated, and did not disclose the destination. He only asked Chengying Camp to follow the Xuande Army to operate. However, along the way north, some Xuande Army officers also hang out with Chengying Camp, occasionally revealing the details of the Xuande Army.

"Brother Zhao's men are strong and powerful, and they are not ordinary horses, right?" Wu Yirou, the chief secretary of Xuande's army, tentatively. Liu Qutong avoided Zhao Xingde, and the military contacts were all through this person. He seemed to be a little concerned. Every time he finished talking about the main business, he had to stay for a while.

Zhao Xingde gently turned the wine glass, smiling without saying a word. He gradually guessed Liu Qutong's intentions, which was nothing more than leaving a way out for the future, but he was unwilling to involve too much. If his actions were exposed, this person might turn against him and take his head to the Liao court for credit and reward. The private temptation and interactions of these officers were instructed by Liu Qutong or for other reasons, but he would have to take a look at it again.

Seeing that Zhao Xingde had not taken over this, Jin Changtai picked up the wine bowl and said to the tribute: "We are the branch merchants, and it is a forced business to lick blood from the knife. People who live in the world need more attention from General Wu."

Wu Yirou laughed dryly, raised the wine bowl and touched him, and whispered: "Why do you have to see Brother Jin? If it's a loud horse, I'm afraid that the brothers who run to the women's camp every night will not be able to break the line. Anyone can guess that you are also eating military rations?" He looked at the opposite side, as if he wanted Zhao Xingde to admit it in one go.

"The boss has kept his brothers too tightly." Jin Changtai slapped his thigh, as if he was taking advantage of the situation and complained, "Brothers fight to fight and kill everywhere every day, and they still have to abide by these rules and regulations. It is really more like an official army than that," he suddenly lit up his eyes and looked at Wu Yiru and said, "Brother Wu, why don't you find some way to let the brothers be recruited."

Seeing that Jin Changtai's expression was not as fake, Wu Yirou couldn't help but doubt himself, and said to himself, "So what if it's the Xia people? The Khitans don't regard Han'er as a lower-class person, and the Song people treat Han'er as a Liao people. It turns out that I'm a big mistake." He raised the wine bowl and did not toast to the opposite side. He raised his neck and drank, stood up and said goodbye, leaving the camp, suddenly sad and chanted out, "I did nothing at the beginning of my life, and the Han Dynasty declined after my life..."

Looking at Wu Yirou's staggering back, Jin Changtai sighed in a low voice: "What a pity."

"Recruiting surrender and arbitrage is the matter of the Military Information Department." Zhao Xingde said in a deep voice, "Come all the centurions together, and everyone will meet the situation of the Xuande army in a while." He had a vague judgment in his heart, but it still needed other centurions to confirm. Soon, the centurions came to Zhao Xingde's tent and talked about their contact with the Xuande army.

"Just give the guard a few small money, you can go to the women's camp. Just bring two steamed buns, enough to find someone with a good look." Wang Tongdeng grinned. He was not married yet, and I don't know if he was a boy, but he couldn't help but have meat and vegetables. While he said, he cut a piece of lamb leg with a knife and sent it into his mouth, praising him, "It's still the things in the boss's tent." He took a sip of butter and milk tea. He has been playing a horse thief these days, and it seems that he is getting more and more involved.

"If you are not afraid of getting sick, just go," Zhao Xingde smiled, "Let you tell me about the situation of the Xuande army, what should I do?" He stared at the map. The Xuande army was located just north of Datong Prefecture, Xijing, Liao. If Datong is the gateway to the Central Plains, then Xuande army stretched out to the grassland with a palm. This Han army was placed on Xuande, and the Xijing Datong Prefecture, which was guarded by the Liao Dynasty, was broken from the Central Plains, and it was in line with the use of checks and balances of the grassland tribes. Zhao Xingde was confused in his mind, remembering that there were iron ore in this area, even if the ore grade was lower, that is, these Han army's weapons and armor also had to rely on the supplies of the Liao court.

"I heard that most of the women this time are from serious families," Wang Tongdeng muttered in ambiguously, "This time he sold people to a large tribe on the grassland that needed women. Liu Qutong seemed to attach great importance to this tribe and personally told the merchant not to get prostitutes to make up for the numbers. Instead of being cheaper for the Khitan bastard, it is better to exchange for some war horses and get another ally."

Jin Changtai said slowly: "The people of Liao seemed to be very afraid of the tribe on the grassland. Although they seemed to be enthusiastic about supplying food, fodder and weapons, the quantity was strictly limited, so the tribe promised a lot of money to get supplies from Liu Qutong, and Liu Qutong himself was also short of supplies, and most of these supplies were smuggled out of Hedong."

"Oh?" Zhao Xingde pondered, and his finger slowly drew an arc along the Xuande army, which happened to be a grassland that Xia Guoxin received. Zhao Xingde frowned. It seemed that Liu Qutong not only stepped on two boats, but also wanted to have three holes. "This is important news. When you meet the next spy from the Military Information Department, report the news back." He turned to ask the others and asked, "What else can you find out?"

Tang Qi said in a deep voice, "The Khitans have made the world angry and resentful in the past two years. Some brothers and sisters in the Han army were also forcibly assigned to the Khitan tribe as slaves. Yelu Dashi reduced or severed the Han army, and transferred the rest from important cities and famous cities, stationed in desolate places and slowly consumed. Now everyone in the Han army camp is in danger and is making a living."

Hearing this, Wang Tongdeng cursed, "His grandma, we have worked hard for ten years as soldiers. Why are they born to be soldiers?" Zhao Xingde smiled without realizing it, and then he became a little heavy. In Guandong, there is a saying that good men do not join the army. The world is full of troubles, but Zhongyuan is still immersed in the dream of fragrant clothes and hair, poetry, wine and flowers.

"Yes," Centurion Chashen sighed, "Now, the Khitans are only in the army. In addition to the remaining elite Han troops, most of the Han people are slaves. Even if they are lucky enough to be not a lowly family, they have to pay heavy taxes to the Khitans. In the Han army camp, it is said that Liu Qutong will be given the surname Yelu, and the Han troops under his command are all considered from other clans."

Jian Cheng said: "There are several officers who have tested whether we are from Xia Kingdom in private. If so, they are willing to lead troops to come over." He paused and said angrily: "The governor of Xuande Army Liu Qutong, who accused the tiger of the tiger, did not want to fight back, but instead took the rebellion and sold the good woman to the barbarians. It was really hateful!" He shook his head and said, "Even a few officers of the Han army were very embarrassed and complained to me in private."

"Be careful," Zhao Xingde's eyes were slightly fixed, and he said in a deep voice, "Maybe there was a transaction between the Military Information Department and Liu Qutong. He was worried and deliberately instructed his officers to test us." Seeing that Jian Cheng's face still had a look of disbelief, Zhao Xingde said again, "Liu Qutong has done so many things like this. He can lead troops and use forces under his command, and can still be free to go in and out, or can he be a moral teacher?" He paused and said, "The Khitans are doing the rebellious actions, and there must be some righteous indignation in the Han army, but since Liu Qutong can even do human trafficking, his confidant officers are naturally used to it. They have never known each other for us, and when they meet, they take out their hearts and slander Shangguan. Is he confused or too brave to keep his body in mind."

"Oh?" Jian Cheng suddenly realized, slapped the table and cursed, "These turtle sons and bastards are pretending to be like this!"
Chapter completed!