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Chapter 177: Peeling the Cocoon

"How is it? Have you seen something?" Zhang Liao looked at it from the side, and only took a step forward and asked after Yun Ting got up.

Zhang Liao didn't care much about the winning or losing of the bet with Yun Ting. The money for a meal is more than enough with his salary. In his heart, Zhang Liao still hopes that he can lose and let Yun Ting win! Even if there is only a little clue, it is enough. As long as you can follow the clues and uproot them, it is best to suppress them even if the worst is the worst.

Now it is so rampant that it can attack the inn and premeditate the murder of imperial officials. Then next time, can it be directly attacked the prefect's office and attacked the governor Ding?

"No." Yun Ting paused, but told the truth. At most, he said it again, just repeating what he had just written.

Zhang Liao looked disappointed.

"but."

Zhang Liao's dim eyes lit up again. When he heard Yun Ting's words, his mood was like a continuous mountain, falling from a high place, and then tilting upwards.

Zhang Liao knew that his heart was in chaos, which was also a major concern. His heart could not calm down, so he would have such ups and downs. If it were in the past, even on the battlefield, he would never frown.

Yun Ting asked, "Wen Yuan said that from the arrows used by these people, it is obvious that these are the same arrows used by the Xianbei cavalry who ambushed you before?"

"Yes." Zhang Liao nodded without hesitation, paused for a moment, and immediately asked back: "Is there any problem?"

"Yes." Yun Ting laughed softly. He felt that adding a feather fan and a lump scarf to himself now, plus this kind of expression that can be in control of everything, and giving guidance to the country will definitely make Zhang Liao fall in love with it.

"Ah snee." Yun Ting did not have a feather fan and Lun's scarf, but sneezes because his nose was itchy, so he felt good and was completely destroyed. Fortunately, Zhang Liao did not have the ability to penetrate the hearts of the people, otherwise he would have known what Yun Ting had thought before, and he would be amused and crying.

He gently wiped his nose with his fingers and smiled embarrassedly: "They may be Xianbei people, but they are not Xianbei people."

"Oh? How do you say it?" Zhang Liao showed a confused expression and began to think. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration in his mind. He seemed to have figured out something, but he just needed a little clue to connect it. So he said thoughtfully, "Is it possible?"

"That's right." Yun Ting continued to smile and began to explain.

"They are indeed Xianbei people, but Xianbei Yiren!"

"Otherwise, the importance of Fengxian in the eyes of the Xianbei people is almost a thorn in their eyes. Even the governor Ding is probably not as good as Fengxian. But did you notice Wen Yuan?"

Yun Ting stopped talking, looked at Zhang Liao, waiting for him to wake up in deep thought. Now he is more about guiding Zhang Liao to think by himself and let him uncover the fog as much as possible.

"That's right." Zhang Liao's palms slapped together. Just now, he had figured out what he had always thought about, but had not figured out for a long time. It was not until Yun Ting woke up that he finally realized that the little window paper was finally pierced.

"No wonder. No wonder, there have been small groups of cavalry attacks all the time! If it were a large group of Xianbei cavalry, I am afraid that even if we couldn't kill us, I would have the opportunity to seriously injure us! But without it, it seems that they still cannot reach an important part of the Xianbei people, or control a large tribe." Zhang Liaoyue said, the light in his eyes became stronger and stronger, and he felt that he was infinitely close to the truth.

The layers of silk quilts are peeled off, revealing a fact that may be obvious, or even ridiculous and simple. That is...

"So they are all Yiren!" Zhang Liao blurted out. The Yiren he ignored and ignored for a long time, and had achieved such a state of silence.

All of this is because he underestimated the enemy! Zhang Liao felt deeply guilty. It turned out that he had already committed a taboo in military art inadvertently. Even if this was a trivial negligence, it almost turned into a disaster, and it would even drag the entire Bingzhou into a quagmire in the future, turning into a war that was enough to bring death to the millions of people in Bingzhou!

"Damn it!" Zhang Liao's eyes accidentally passed by the players who had been watching in the distance, and pierced in coldly! The players who were touched by their eyes couldn't help but tremble, as if they were falling into an ice cave.

This murderous intent penetrates into the heart.

After all, Zhang Liao still didn't take action. He was a rational man and would not take his anger on people he didn't want to do. Even if they were all strangers, as long as they did not commit any illegal or illegal discipline, he would not take action.

"Yes." Yun Ting nodded with satisfaction. Sure enough, this is Zhang Liao, not a pure general with only one stubbornness. More strictly speaking, he is a general who commands the army, that is, a general who can lead his own army. He can react quickly, and judging from his performance, he has actually been thinking about it.

But after all, Zhang Liao is still limited by the perspective of the times. It may take him a while to get familiar with the special group of players and find out their flaws. Yes, players have a flaw, which is different from real players like them, a fatal flaw.

Yun Ting had already planned everything from the beginning to uproot the crows hidden in the dark. As half of the old poisonous snake's apprentice, he had rolled around in various dark battles in his previous life. He was very good at such things.

Let’s start with this flaw! The players are unscrupulous and rely on for a living, but they are the most fatal and obvious flaw!

"Wen Yuan, please ask a painter to come." Yun Ting said.

"Ask a painter? Why do you want a painter?" Zhang Liao asked subconsciously. But he quickly reacted and was very curious in his heart. He suppressed this curiosity and reached out to attract a soldier and ordered him to find a painter.

"Wenyuan, you will understand soon." Yun Ting smiled mysteriously. But he knew that Zhang Liao would soon turn around and understand what he was doing when he stood at the painter. He could understand whether he said or not. However, Yun Ting's evil taste was at work. He liked to see such historical figures and historical generals who were confused.

Doesn’t Zhuge Liang often do this?

Yun Ting smiled, with a stern face. He looked at the corpses of the men in black, and his smile became brighter and brighter.
Chapter completed!
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