Later in the night. Song Xin came to Manxiang's camp. Seeing Song Xin go and come back, Manxiang didn't show much surprise.
"Thank you, little brother. I feel much better after taking your grape."
The guards serving beside him also cast excited glances at Song Xin.
"But..." Manxiang paused, then continued: "If I come to persuade you to surrender, then please come back."
Song Xin raised his eyebrows slightly. This savage elephant looked tall and thick, but he was quite thoughtful and could actually guess his own intentions.
"General Xiang, how did you know that I was here to persuade you to surrender?" Song Xin asked with a smile.
"With my little brother's skill, killing me is like picking something out of a bag, but you didn't kill me."
Song Xin chuckled, "If you don't surrender, maybe I will kill you."
As soon as these words came out, the guard behind Manxiang became nervous. He stepped in front of Manxiang, glared at Song Xin and threatened, "If you want to harm the general, step over my body first!"
"Stay back. If I wanted to kill me, I would have killed him long ago. You can't stop him at all." Manxiang patted the guard on the back.
"General, but..." The guard wanted to stop him, but was ordered by Man Xiang to step back.
"General Xiang, I know you will not surrender easily, and of course I will not force you. You have to take a look at this first. If you don't change your mind after reading it, I will personally challenge you tomorrow and take your head."
After Song Xin finished speaking, he took out a piece of silk from his arms and threw it on Manxiang's desk. This is a letter found from Master Lu. Manxiang took it and read it carefully. Gradually, a look like autumn frost crept onto his face.
He sat down weakly, and the silk in his hand fell to the ground.
"General Chen... I have been fighting with you since I was fifteen years old. I feel the same love as father and son, but..."
At this moment, a messenger hurriedly walked in from the door, "General! It's bad!"
Manxiang looked up helplessly and stared at him, "What's the matter?"
"We..." Xiao Bing saw Song Xin and recognized him immediately, but stopped talking. Manxiang looked at him and said, "Just tell me."
"The villain was ordered to go to General Chen's camp to destroy the food supply, but found that he had already left the camp, leaving only an empty camp and many straw man flags to hide people's eyes." The soldier paused, "The villain continued to explore south for several miles. , I found that the several camps that originally supported us are also... empty."
Song Xin nodded and said with a smile: "How about it, General Xiang? I'm right. Chen Lan has already abandoned you, so why bother working with him again?"
Manxiang looked up at Song Xin and smiled bitterly, but didn't say a word.
"General, General Chen, this is..." The guard behind him suddenly became anxious when he heard Song Xin's words.
"Thousands of you brothers were asked to defend Jiagu, and he left without saying goodbye. I guess he must have gone to Qianshan to join forces with Meicheng and the others." Song Xin continued, "It seems that Mei Cheng and the rest of the army Already defeated, it is only a matter of time before the imperial army wins. General, why didn’t you make plans earlier?"
"General, what should we do? Whatever you say, brothers will follow you!" the guard beside him shouted loudly.
Manxiang looked at these brothers who were going through life and death around him, his eyes were moved and sad at the same time. Sooner or later, this place would be conquered by Cao's army, and then these brothers would also become unjust ghosts. Thinking of this, Manxiang's eyes gradually became firm. He stood up and looked at Song Xin and said, "In that case, I am willing to offer Jiagu. You just have to allow me a few hours to gather my troops."
Song Xin smiled and said, "That's easy to say."
"Tomorrow at six o'clock, I will lead my troops out of Jiagu, abandon my armor and surrender to you."
Song Xin was overjoyed when he heard this, "Okay, then I'll go back and report to General Wenyuan. We'll be waiting at the mouth of the valley tomorrow at six o'clock."
After the two discussed the surrender, Song Xin returned to Zhang Liao's camp to report. Hearing that Man Xiang was about to surrender, Zhang Liao was overjoyed and was busy making arrangements. Song Xin also handed the captured Master Lu to Zhang Liao, then returned to his camp, helped Zhang Hu and Luo Yao look at their injuries, and then took out a small baggage.
This is Mr. Lu’s baggage. In addition to the letters from Lu Xun and Chen Lan, it also contains
There is a small mahogany box. Song Xin opened it gently and felt a refreshing spiritual energy coming out of it.
Next to her, Luo Yao, who was closing her eyes to heal her wounds, felt the spiritual power and suddenly opened her eyes and looked over here.
"Spiritual core!" After a moment, she exclaimed in surprise.
Song Xin nodded and closed the wooden box. As a practitioner, how can you not know the spiritual core?
"Why does that guy named Lu have such a thing!? He actually has two of them!"
"They are all low-grade spiritual cores. Maybe they are the benefits Liu Jing promised him." Song Xin held the box thoughtfully and continued: "Perhaps they were not promised to this Mr. Lu, but to the Lu family. Otherwise, they were promised to him. He has already used it, why is he still carrying it with him?"
Song Xin didn't understand why Mr. Lu had a spiritual core on his body, and the letters exchanged between the two parties did not mention this matter. If he hadn't been curious to check it out, he might have thrown it into Shanshui Lingze's warehouse. He didn't know how long it would take before he could Will notice.
Luo Yao nodded, "I once heard you say that you killed hundreds of dead soldiers of the Lu family. Maybe they know your identity and want to train practitioners to deal with you."
Song Xinyu laughed sarcastically, "Then Mr. Lu thinks highly of me too much, but in the end he still gave me an advantage."
He looked at Luo Yao again, "I want to ask you something."
"Oh? You actually asked for something from me. I'm curious to hear it." Luo Yao smiled.
"I want to give one of these spiritual cores to Peng Mu. Although he lives in the fairy city, he is still a mortal..."
Luo Yao asked curiously: "Why are you so nice to him? Do you know that even low-grade spiritual cores are valuable in the fairy city?"
"I know, he and I are from the same hometown." Song Xin paused, and this was indeed true. "I want you to help me find an elder to help Peng Mu plant the spiritual core. You know, my cultivation level is not yet able to do it."
Although Luo Yao felt strange, she finally agreed. As long as she went back and begged her grandfather, it shouldn't be difficult to do. songs
In the early morning, Zhang Liao led his troops to the mouth of the valley as agreed, preparing to welcome the surrender of the elephant.
However, until the appointed time passed, no one came out of the valley.
Zhang Liao's head was hot due to the sun above his head, and he was even more annoyed. He stared at Song Xin with an unhappy expression, "Song Xin, what's going on? Didn't you and him agree on the time?"
Song Xin also found it strange. He also arranged secret sentries in Jiagu. If there was any movement of Man Xiang or the others, he would definitely send someone back to report. .
"General, let me go and investigate! General, please return to camp and wait."
"Huh! Go quickly!" Zhang Liao said angrily and led a large group of troops back to the station. Song Xin led Zhou Zhong, Song Yu and a hundred soldiers, and rode fast horses into Jiagu. The journey was smooth. But strangely, there was no movement from the secret whistle he left behind.
"All our secret whistles are gone!" News came back quickly in the middle of the week. The secret whistles they had set up were missing, which made Song Xin feel vaguely uneasy.
An hour later, they rushed to the gate of the Barbarian Elephant Camp. Song Xin suddenly felt his nose shrink, and he keenly caught the strong smell of blood floating in the air.
Song Xin suddenly felt something bad. He walked closer and scanned with his spiritual consciousness, only to find that the camp was littered with dead bodies, many of which were missing their heads. The soldier who was originally standing guard at the entrance of the camp was leaning on the antlers of the deer, his shoulders were empty, and his head had been taken away.
