Tang Ren is not an ordinary civil servant. He has experienced battle formations, in the northwest and southwest, and he has experienced many difficulties.

"We want to save this brother."

He turned around and left. Some officials of the delegation changed their faces and followed and said, "Master, we also want to rescue that brother, but the delegation cannot be involved in this matter, otherwise the situation in the Song and Liao countries will change drastically."

The envoy was involved, and the envoy took action himself. This was probably because the envoys of a certain country in later generations took action personally to save their spies and were arrested on the spot.

This is a shame!

Moreover, the Liao people could roar to the Song Dynasty based on this, and they would be confident whether they started a war or claimed compensation.

So when everyone in the delegation heard Tang Ren's words, he felt that he was crazy.

"I remember before I went to the northwest, Chen County Duke said that you should not leave any brother behind in the battle formation."

"But this is not a battle formation!"

Everyone thought he was probably crazy.

"No, this is the battle formation." Tang Ren's pace was very fast, "It's just that they hold swords and we hold pens. They are all fighting for the interests of the Song Dynasty."

"Someone is not a good messenger."

The good messenger would endure it and watch the secret spies of the Song Dynasty be executed.

Zhang Wulang was already surrounded, and the Liao people around him were watching and cheering loudly.

"Kneel down on the ground with a abandoned knife!"

A team of Liao troops surrounded him and proudly showed his contributions.

Zhang Wulang was panting against the wall, and his long running exhausted him. He suddenly laughed.

"He must be a Song Dynasty native!"

Someone made his judgment loudly.

No one should question this judgment.

There are only two enemies of the Great Liao in this world. Xixia is now negotiating with the Great Liao, so there is no need to send people to spy on the results of the negotiation.

Only the Song people.

"Song Gou, kneel down and ask for surrender!"

The Liao army began to line up and prepared to approach.

"It's just death!"

Zhang Wulang's face was wiped with a little black gray. At this moment, a woman couldn't help but exclaim, "What a handsome man."

"Supervisor!"

Just outside, Tang Ren was already crazy.

"The chief minister, no!"

The officials under his command were sweating profusely.

"I never leave my brother behind!" Tang Ren turned around and said seriously: "Above the battle formation, we will try our best to bring every brother home, whether it is alive or dead."

All the civil servants were accompanying him. He was stunned when he heard this. Someone asked, "Is it worth it?"

Tang Ren saw a carriage parked beside him. The owner of the carriage and the people around him were watching the fun in front of him. It was empty at this moment.

“This is not a question of whether it is worth it.”

Tang Ren took out a knife.

"Duke Chenxian said something on the Jieqiao Bridge in Xiongzhou... The Song Dynasty should have a real man! Now I want to be a real man!"

"Stop!" Tang Ren stopped his subordinates, then rushed into an alley next to him, but when he appeared again, he changed his appearance.

He walked to the side of the carriage, skillfully unbuttoned the reins, and then pointed the carriage forward. He breathed slowly, took out a knife, and inserted it into the horse's butt with force.

When he was on Guangnan West Road, he tricked Yang Quan, the magistrate of Sizhou twice. Yang Quan was shot in both of his unlucky war horses.

According to the subsequent reports of the soldiers, Tang Ren discovered that once the horse's butt was stabbed, it would collapse and no one could stop it from moving forward.

And the horses will move forward straight.

In front was the Liao army surrounded the secret spies of the Song Dynasty, with a population of about twenty.

They are approaching.

Go and die!

Tang Ren tried hard to stab the knife into the horse's butt, then turned around and ran away.

Yilulu...

The horse pulling the cart didn't expect to suffer this disaster. With a severe pain in his butt, he couldn't help but make a loud noise, and then ran away.

The Liao troops were still approaching proudly, but they were not careful that a carriage rushed over behind them.

Bang!

The people were knocked away, and the Liao army was surprised and dodged one after another.

Zhang Wulang was stunned.

He thought he would die, but he didn't expect a carriage to break out of the slanting sect, causing chaos in the Liao army.

"Goro..."

Someone was shouting outside, but others didn't know who they were calling, but Zhang Wulang was very clear.

He rushed towards the carriage without stopping him.

The carriage came, like a chariot from a thousand years ago, invincible.

The scene was suddenly in chaos, and Zhang Wulang took advantage of the chaotic situation and rushed into the alley opposite.

The two Liao troops kept their responsibilities in mind in the chaos and felt that this was their opportunity to make contributions.

They followed closely behind and chased into the alley.

The alley was deep, and they chased in for a distance and heard someone talking on the wall next to them.

“Look here.”

Two Liao troops raised their heads, a crossbow arrow flew over, and one fell to the ground.

The attack came quickly and fiercely. The other Liao army was about to shout, but when they felt a black shadow covering their heads.

The black shadow pressed his head with both hands, and with the powerful force of his body falling, he broke his neck with just a slight stroke.

Zhang Wulang in front of him was running. When he rushed out of the alley, he stopped and heard a familiar voice.

"Goro, get in the car!"

A carriage drove by slowly, Zhang Wulang slowed down and went up inconspicuously, and then the carriage left.

He lay in the carriage, feeling his limbs and bones were sore everywhere, but the luck of escaping from death made him laugh.

It was Chen Jisheng who drove the bus. However, in a short time, he changed his clothes and changed his appearance.

"After leaving the city, someone is waiting for you, heading south, you are freed."

Chen Jisheng was in a good mood when he was relaxed, "The boys always want to go back, but we are secret spies! You can't go back... You kid are lucky and have made great contributions this time. After you go back, Zhang Duzhi will definitely ask for merit for you. Boy, you are going to be promoted."

Zhang Wulang lay in the car and smiled, "Well, I'm going to be promoted, and I can still marry my wife."

"I wish you good luck. I have made some contributions this time. If I make more contributions in my life, I will be able to return to Beijing. I will return to Beijing! I am thinking about Bianliang in my dreams."

Chen Jisheng was so fascinated by his leisurely years. Zhang Wulang got up and said seriously: "I can escape this time, thanks to you..."

"It has nothing to do with someone." Chen Jisheng smiled, "You probably wouldn't have thought that who saved you..."

"who?"

"messenger."

"Empress?" Zhang Wulang found this a little funny.

"Yes, it's the messenger." Chen Jisheng said in admiration: "The messenger got a carriage and stabbed the horse pulling the carriage with one knife... Otherwise, why would you think the carriage would go crazy?"

Zhang Wulang couldn't help but be surprised and praised for a long time: "I saw the knife when I missed it with the carriage. He stabbed it so accurately, and it happened to be stabbed inside..."

Chen Jisheng couldn't help but grind his butt, "The messenger is loyal to him this time. When you go back to Beijing, remember to tell Zhang Duzhi that we are secret spies, and secret spies are life and death. Whenever you meet a noble person, remember to be grateful... a person who is ungrateful... that is a beast..."

That area has been blocked, and countless Liao troops gathered. Some people then suggested blocking the entire city and were slapped into a fool.

This is Zhongjing City. Yelu Hongji is now in the city and blocks the entire city. He is so stupid that he has such an idea!

Once Zhongjing City is blocked, no matter whether this method of finding a needle in a haystack can catch the escaped secret spy, who can bear Yelu Hongji's anger?

When night fell, there were still many soldiers searching on the streets. They went in and searched door by door, but in the end they found nothing.

A big man in Zhongjing City who was in charge of the secret spy in Liao Kingdom was furious and sent all his men to search for important places in the city.

"Whose person is it?"

In the darkness, the big man asked, his voice was very cold.
To be continued...