Flower Stealing Master

Chapter 79 The Princess of Changping

This is not to blame for Song Qing's book-dressing and compelling, he has to have the same three strategies as the Romance of the Three Kingdoms.

Song Qingshu in the previous life heard a class called "The Art of Suggestions" in the mba class. It mentioned that even if you think your idea is too good, don't instill it directly, but tactfully, mix a few scum to burst. The options are left to the other party to choose.

Don’t underestimate this step. Due to the weakness of human nature, this will give the other party an illusion that he thinks that the final decision is his choice, and he will be very happy to implement it, completely unaware that his choice is actually yours. of.

Sure enough, after listening to Song Qingshu's poor strategy, Situ Burei's attention returned to the middle strategy.

"Old hero, in fact, there are ways to solve the two things you are worried about now." Song Qingshu couldn't help but speak when he saw him muttering to himself, considering the gains and losses.

"Please advise." Situ Burei's eyes couldn't help but flash up.

"Tomorrow night, the guards in the Manchu military camp at the foot of the mountain must be slack. You can choose from dozens of martial arts high-powered confidants to bypass the perimeter defense lines of the Qing army and go straight to the commander-in-chief's tent, killing them by surprise." Song Qingshu's eyes flashed. There was an inexplicable light.

"How do you know that the Qing army guards will relax tomorrow?" Situ Burei was not stupid. He couldn't help but suspect that the other party was a spy sent by the Qing army. In fact, he wanted to induce himself to go out and kill everyone.

"You don't need to believe me. You just missed tomorrow's opportunity. I'm afraid you will have to stay at Wangwu Mountain." Song Qingshu smiled faintly, looked at the other side's suspicious eyes, and couldn't help but sneered: "You don't have to guess anything. I'm really ill-intentioned. Why is it so troublesome? It’s easy for me to kill you. When the time comes, Wangwu will send a group of dragons without a leader, and under a mass of scattered sand, I’m afraid it will be easily wiped out by the mountain valet riding camp."

Situ Burei's face sank, but he also knew that the other party was telling the truth. In this way, he really didn't have any reason to deceive himself...

"But the old man heard that in addition to the 3000 Xiaoqi camp under the Qing army's account, there are also the Ouchi guards and two super masters. We are going deep alone. I am afraid that we are sending sheep to the tiger's mouth." Thinking of another matter, Situ Burei couldn't help but think. Frowning.

"Yes, you will definitely be caught by mistake." Song Qingshu smiled strangely.

"What!" Zeng Rou, who had been silent for a while, became angry. "Are you here to play us?" Situ Burei also stared at him suspiciously.

"This is not to preserve the face of your Wangwu faction," Song Qingshu said with a wry smile, "otherwise you will run away in embarrassment, and it will not sound good to spread to the rivers and lakes."

"We have gained face, but our heads can't be saved." Situ Burei snorted coldly.

"Don't worry, you two, listen to me slowly," Song Qingshu quickly explained, "When you act, you only need to bring one or two people who are greedy for life and fear of death. After some surprises, the commander of the Qing army will naturally Let you go. Before you act, remember to tell the king's house to send the disciples into pieces, and leave the king's house at night. Chapter 79

Mountain, the Qing army will also close one eye. "

"If he catches us, will we release it?" Situ Burei said ten thousand unbelief.

"I have my own way to let him let you go." Song Qingshu has an inexplicable confidence in his tone.

"Bow cowhide." Zeng Rou wrinkled her nose, turned her head and pulled Situ Burei, "Master, don't listen to this bad guy, he dare not show his true colors, sneaky, surely uneasy and kind."

Situ Burei nodded, looked at Song Qingshu and asked, "Who is your Excellency and why you want to help me with the Wangwu School? If you don't make it clear, I'm sorry that I won't act according to your advice."

"I wear a mask just for fear that your disciples will see my appearance, and the flaws will be revealed tomorrow." Song Qingshu reached out and took off the mask and threw it aside, "I don't need to hide anything from the two of you."

Zeng Rou always thought that he was a wicked looking bad guy. How could she know that under the mask was so good-looking, she couldn't help but flushed, she lowered her head and looked at her feet in a daze.

"Tomorrow?" Situ Burei was startled, "are you a member of the Qing army."

"In the next Song Qingshu, it is exactly one of the two Qing court masters whom the two said just now." Song Qingshu shrugged and said with a wry smile.

Zeng Rou raised her head in surprise, thinking in her heart: He is actually one of the two martial arts masters who have frightened the martial arts sects in several provinces, but he is obviously so young, not much bigger than me...

"Why should Song Shaoxia help us Wangwu faction?" Situ Burei was even more puzzled.

"In Xia, the old hero Situ was loyal to the Ming Dynasty. He did not hesitate to give up his glory and wealth, leave King Pingxi, and return to the mountain forest. Coincidentally, the next and former Ming Princess Changping is..." Song Qingshu paused deliberately, his expression pretending to be. With a twisted look, "I'm a close friend. Seeing you are in distress, Song will naturally not stand idly by."

Listening to his ambiguous tone, Situ Burei was surprised: "Could it be that he and the princess are lovers? But in the martial arts, it is clearly rumored that the princess likes the golden snake king." However, thinking of the changing minds of boys and girls, he showed an expression of understanding. "It turns out that Song Gongzi and the princess still have this relationship. Just now the old man has offended him, so I hope Song Gongzi will not care about it."

Hearing what Song Qingshu said, Zeng Rou was in a daze, but suddenly a trace of anger came out: Since he is a husband, why did he treat me like that just now.

"General Situ is polite," Song Qingshu changed to the official title of the Ming Dynasty. Situ Burei was extremely helpful. "Song now bears the humiliation and bows down to the Qing court, just to take the opportunity to preserve the remaining power of Ming Dynasty. Don't worry. , Song has a way to keep you safe and sound tomorrow."

The reason why Song Qingshu is so confident is because he knows that Wei Xiaobao is the incense owner of the Tiandihui, and he will definitely try to let the Wangwu sect and his group go, and he will help, so it is not a problem to follow the original plot.

And Wei Xiaobao couldn’t tell these people that he was the servant of Princess Changping in Chapter 79

The status of the Dihui, so in the eyes of Situ Burei and others, Song Qingshu was the credit of avoiding this catastrophe.

Song Qingshu was never satisfied with being in a small Manchu court, but with the pride of vomiting the world. Of course, he would never get tired of this kind of mercy selling well and buying people's hearts.

However, borrowing a chicken to lay eggs also needs to have its own direct line, so Wangwushan's forces have entered the Song Qingshu plan.

"Well, since Song Shaoxia is a friend of the princess, I believe it won't hurt us, so the old man will bet this time." Situ Burei thought for a while and finally made a decision.

Song Qingshu was overjoyed and quickly discussed with him some details of tomorrow's actions.

The next day, Wei Xiaobao convened various officers to discuss dealing with the Wangwu faction. There were no shortage of warriors in the Xiaoqi Camp, and they discussed a lot of ways to attack the mountains, but it was a pity that they were all rejected by Wei Xiaobao because of the heavy damage to the Xiaoqi Camp.

Song Qingshu understood Wei Xiaobao's thoughts. He couldn't help but smile knowingly when he watched these people really hit the mountain: "Song has a way. You can win the Wangwu faction without losing your soldiers and breaking generals."

"Brother Song, say it quickly." Wei Xiaobao thought in his heart: I hope that it won't really be a trick that beats Zhuge Zhiliang, otherwise it will be difficult for him to do it. Chapter 80 With Father Gui, life is easy

"Since it is more difficult for us to attack, why not draw them down?" Song Qingshu said, "Master Wei's reputation for gambling is well known in the world. When the time comes, we will pretend to gather crowds in the account to gamble and relax, so that everyone in the palace thinks it is possible. If you ride, you will have the idea of ​​capturing the thief first, and you can't help but come down from the mountain."

"Okay!" The generals all praised each other, and Wei Xiaobao scolded his mother, but he could only agree.

That night everyone opened a gambling game in the army account. Wei Xiaobao took out a stack of silver tickets and put them on the table. There were five or six thousand taels, and said: "Whoever has the ability will come and win." I kept praying that the group of people on Wangwu Mountain would never come down.

All the officers placed bets one after another, eating and paying. After betting for a while, everyone rose up, and the bet got bigger, and the sergeant who was squeezed behind also gave money to place the bet.

He was obviously pretending to be gambling, and he was secretly guarding himself, but afterwards, everyone got red eyes, and even some of those who lost all even ran back to the camp to find colleagues who did not gamble to borrow money to make money.

In the military account, but after hearing the sound of shouting, drinking, eating and losing, it seems to be a real big casino.

Wei Xiaobao was secretly proud: "Hey, the more you bet, you may not be able to catch the people sent by the Wangwu after a while."

Suddenly, one person said loudly: "Betting the Tianmen!" Betting a watermelon-like thing on the Tianmen. When everyone saw it, they were immediately shocked. The gambling table is impressively a **** head. The first-level guard wearing an official hat is the royal guard patrolling outside the tents.

Everyone looked up in shock, and found that there were more than a dozen people in blue shirts at the mouth of the account, holding long swords and swords in their hands.

The sergeants were preparing to counterattack with knives. They didn't know that the gambling had just started, and the knives on their bodies had already been thrown aside. At this time, the opponent looked at him, and if he wanted to pick it up, he might immediately become the target of the opponent's attack. For a while, everyone did not dare to move.

"Huh, Man Qing Taroko really has exhausted his temperament, and you are so stinky as a baby leader who is still gathering a crowd in the barracks for gambling." Situ Burei swept away the situation, and his heart was like a mirror.

"That's not necessarily." With a long laugh, Kumachi walked out of the crowd.

Seeing Song Qingshu next to Kumozhi, Zeng Rou couldn't help but flushed, thinking that it was not what he expected.

Situ Burei's eyes condensed, and the middle-aged man under his hand, together attacked Kumazhi.

"The swordsmanship is good, but it's a pity that it's mixed and impure." Kumachi sneered, and his hands formed handprints up and down, forming an air mass visible to the naked eye, which immediately resisted the opponent's three long swords.

Situ Burei and the others sweated on their temples, and found that the long sword in their hands was no longer under their control.

"Okay! Master is good martial arts!" A group of military officers only thought that Kuma was wise and skillful, and they shouted for him.

A triumphant smile appeared on the corner of Kumazhi’s mouth. With luck, he squeezed it gently, and all three long swords were covered by Chapter 80. Life is very easy.

"Since it is more difficult for us to attack, why not draw them down?" Song Qingshu said, "Master Wei's reputation for gambling is well known in the world. When the time comes, we will pretend to gather crowds in the account to gamble and relax, so that everyone in the palace thinks it is possible. If you ride, you will have the idea of ​​capturing the thief first, and you can't help but come down from the mountain."

"Okay!" The generals all praised each other, and Wei Xiaobao scolded his mother, but he could only agree.

That night everyone opened a gambling game in the army account. Wei Xiaobao took out a stack of silver tickets and put them on the table. There were five or six thousand taels, and said: "Whoever has the ability will come and win." I kept praying that the group of people on Wangwu Mountain would never come down.

All the officers placed bets one after another, eating and paying. After betting for a while, everyone rose up, and the bet got bigger, and the sergeant who was squeezed behind also gave money to place the bet.

He was obviously pretending to be gambling, and he was secretly guarding himself, but afterwards, everyone got red eyes, and even some of those who lost all even ran back to the camp to find colleagues who did not gamble to borrow money to make money.

In the military account, but after hearing the sound of shouting, drinking, eating and losing, it seems to be a real big casino.

Wei Xiaobao was secretly proud: "Hey, the more you bet, you may not be able to catch the people sent by the Wangwu after a while."

Suddenly, one person said loudly: "Betting the Tianmen!" Betting a watermelon-like thing on the Tianmen. When everyone saw it, they were immediately shocked. The gambling table is impressively a **** head. The first-level guard wearing an official hat is the royal guard patrolling outside the tents.

Everyone looked up in shock, and found that there were more than a dozen people in blue shirts at the mouth of the account, holding long swords and swords in their hands.

The sergeants were preparing to counterattack with knives. They didn't know that the gambling had just started, and the knives on their bodies had already been thrown aside. At this time, the opponent looked at him, and if he wanted to pick it up, he might immediately become the target of the opponent's attack. For a while, everyone did not dare to move.

"Huh, Man Qing Taroko really has exhausted his temperament, and you are so stinky as a baby leader who is still gathering a crowd in the barracks for gambling." Situ Burei swept away the situation, and his heart was like a mirror.

"That's not necessarily." With a long laugh, Kumachi walked out of the crowd.

Seeing Song Qingshu next to Kumozhi, Zeng Rou couldn't help but flushed, thinking that it was not what he expected.

Situ Burei's eyes condensed, and the middle-aged man under his hand, together attacked Kumazhi.

"The swordsmanship is good, but it's a pity that it's mixed and impure." Kumachi sneered, and his hands formed handprints up and down, forming an air mass visible to the naked eye, which immediately resisted the opponent's three long swords.

Situ Burei and the others sweated on their temples, and found that the long sword in their hands was no longer under their control.

"Okay! Master is good martial arts!" A group of military officers only thought that Kuma was wise and skillful, and they shouted for him.

A triumphant smile appeared on the corner of Kumazhi’s mouth. With luck, he squeezed it gently, and all three long swords were covered by Chapter 80. Life is very easy.

"Since it is more difficult for us to attack, why not draw them down?" Song Qingshu said, "Master Wei's reputation for gambling is well known in the world. When the time comes, we will pretend to gather crowds in the account to gamble and relax, so that everyone in the palace thinks it is possible. If you ride, you will have the idea of ​​capturing the thief first, and you can't help but come down from the mountain."

"Okay!" The generals all praised each other, and Wei Xiaobao scolded his mother, but he could only agree.

That night everyone opened a gambling game in the army account. Wei Xiaobao took out a stack of silver tickets and put them on the table. There were five or six thousand taels, and said: "Whoever has the ability will come and win." I kept praying that the group of people on Wangwu Mountain would never come down.

All the officers placed bets one after another, eating and paying. After betting for a while, everyone rose up, and the bet got bigger, and the sergeant who was squeezed behind also gave money to place the bet.

He was obviously pretending to be gambling, and he was secretly guarding himself, but afterwards, everyone got red eyes, and even some of those who lost all even ran back to the camp to find colleagues who did not gamble to borrow money to make money.

In the military account, but after hearing the sound of shouting, drinking, eating and losing, it seems to be a real big casino.

Wei Xiaobao was secretly proud: "Hey, the more you bet, you may not be able to catch the people sent by the Wangwu after a while."

Suddenly, one person said loudly: "Betting the Tianmen!" Betting a watermelon-like thing on the Tianmen. When everyone saw it, they were immediately shocked. The gambling table is impressively a **** head. The first-level guard wearing an official hat is the royal guard patrolling outside the tents.

Everyone looked up in shock, and found that there were more than a dozen people in blue shirts at the mouth of the account, holding long swords and swords in their hands.

The sergeants were preparing to counterattack with knives. They didn't know that the gambling had just started, and the knives on their bodies had already been thrown aside. At this time, the opponent looked at him, and if he wanted to pick it up, he might immediately become the target of the opponent's attack. For a while, everyone did not dare to move.

"Huh, Man Qing Taroko really has exhausted his temperament, and you are so stinky as a baby leader who is still gathering a crowd in the barracks for gambling." Situ Burei swept away the situation, and his heart was like a mirror.

"That's not necessarily." With a long laugh, Kumachi walked out of the crowd.

Seeing Song Qingshu next to Kumozhi, Zeng Rou couldn't help but flushed, thinking that it was not what he expected.

Situ Burei's eyes condensed, and the middle-aged man under his hand, together attacked Kumazhi.

"The swordsmanship is good, but it's a pity that it's mixed and impure." Kumachi sneered, and his hands formed handprints up and down, forming an air mass visible to the naked eye, which immediately resisted the opponent's three long swords.

Situ Burei and the others sweated on their temples, and found that the long sword in their hands was no longer under their control.

"Okay! Master is good martial arts!" A group of military officers only thought that Kuma was wise and skillful, and they shouted for him.

A triumphant smile appeared on the corner of Kumazhi’s mouth. With luck, he squeezed it gently, and all three long swords were covered by Chapter 80. Life is very easy.

"Since it is more difficult for us to attack, why not draw them down?" Song Qingshu said, "Master Wei's reputation for gambling is well known in the world. When the time comes, we will pretend to gather crowds in the account to gamble and relax, so that everyone in the palace thinks it is possible. If you ride, you will have the idea of ​​capturing the thief first, and you can't help but come down from the mountain."

"Okay!" The generals all praised each other, and Wei Xiaobao scolded his mother, but he could only agree.

That night everyone opened a gambling game in the army account. Wei Xiaobao took out a stack of silver tickets and put them on the table. There were five or six thousand taels, and said: "Whoever has the ability will come and win." I kept praying that the group of people on Wangwu Mountain would never come down.

All the officers placed bets one after another, eating and paying. After betting for a while, everyone rose up, and the bet got bigger, and the sergeant who was squeezed behind also gave money to place the bet.

He was obviously pretending to be gambling, and he was secretly guarding himself, but afterwards, everyone got red eyes, and even some of those who lost all even ran back to the camp to find colleagues who did not gamble to borrow money to make money.

In the military account, but after hearing the sound of shouting, drinking, eating and losing, it seems to be a real big casino.

Wei Xiaobao was secretly proud: "Hey, the more you bet, you may not be able to catch the people sent by the Wangwu after a while."

Suddenly, one person said loudly: "Betting the Tianmen!" Betting a watermelon-like thing on the Tianmen. When everyone saw it, they were immediately shocked. The gambling table is impressively a **** head. The first-level guard wearing an official hat is the royal guard patrolling outside the tents.

Everyone looked up in shock, and found that there were more than a dozen people in blue shirts at the mouth of the account, holding long swords and swords in their hands.

The sergeants were preparing to counterattack with knives. They didn't know that the gambling had just started, and the knives on their bodies had already been thrown aside. At this time, the opponent looked at him, and if he wanted to pick it up, he might immediately become the target of the opponent's attack. For a while, everyone did not dare to move.

"Huh, Man Qing Taroko really has exhausted his temperament, and you are so stinky as a baby leader who is still gathering a crowd in the barracks for gambling." Situ Burei swept away the situation, and his heart was like a mirror.

"That's not necessarily." With a long laugh, Kumachi walked out of the crowd.

Seeing Song Qingshu next to Kumozhi, Zeng Rou couldn't help but flushed, thinking that it was not what he expected.

Situ Burei's eyes condensed, and the middle-aged man under his hand, together attacked Kumazhi.

"The swordsmanship is good, but it's a pity that it's mixed and impure." Kumachi sneered, and his hands formed handprints up and down, forming an air mass visible to the naked eye, which immediately resisted the opponent's three long swords.

Situ Burei and the others sweated on their temples, and found that the long sword in their hands was no longer under their control.

"Okay! Master is good martial arts!" A group of military officers only thought that Kuma was wise and skillful, and they shouted for him.

A triumphant smile appeared on the corner of Kumazhi’s mouth. With luck, he squeezed it gently, and all three long swords were covered by Chapter 80. Life is very easy.

"Since it is more difficult for us to attack, why not draw them down?" Song Qingshu said, "Master Wei's reputation for gambling is well known in the world. When the time comes, we will pretend to gather crowds in the account to gamble and relax, so that everyone in the palace thinks it is possible. If you ride, you will have the idea of ​​capturing the thief first, and you can't help but come down from the mountain."

"Okay!" The generals all praised each other, and Wei Xiaobao scolded his mother, but he could only agree.

That night everyone opened a gambling game in the army account. Wei Xiaobao took out a stack of silver tickets and put them on the table. There were five or six thousand taels, and said: "Whoever has the ability will come and win." I kept praying that the group of people on Wangwu Mountain would never come down.

All the officers placed bets one after another, eating and paying. After betting for a while, everyone rose up, and the bet got bigger, and the sergeant who was squeezed behind also gave money to place the bet.

He was obviously pretending to be gambling, and he was secretly guarding himself, but afterwards, everyone got red eyes, and even some of those who lost all even ran back to the camp to find colleagues who did not gamble to borrow money to make money.

In the military account, but after hearing the sound of shouting, drinking, eating and losing, it seems to be a real big casino.

Wei Xiaobao was secretly proud: "Hey, the more you bet, you may not be able to catch the people sent by the Wangwu after a while."

Suddenly, one person said loudly: "Betting the Tianmen!" Betting a watermelon-like thing on the Tianmen. When everyone saw it, they were immediately shocked. The gambling table is impressively a **** head. The first-level guard wearing an official hat is the royal guard patrolling outside the tents.

Everyone looked up in shock, and found that there were more than a dozen people in blue shirts at the mouth of the account, holding long swords and swords in their hands.

The sergeants were preparing to counterattack with knives. They didn't know that the gambling had just started, and the knives on their bodies had already been thrown aside. At this time, the opponent looked at him, and if he wanted to pick it up, he might immediately become the target of the opponent's attack. For a while, everyone did not dare to move.

"Huh, Man Qing Taroko really has exhausted his temperament, and you are so stinky as a baby leader who is still gathering a crowd in the barracks for gambling." Situ Burei swept away the situation, and his heart was like a mirror.

"That's not necessarily." With a long laugh, Kumachi walked out of the crowd.

Seeing Song Qingshu next to Kumozhi, Zeng Rou couldn't help but flushed, thinking that it was not what he expected.

Situ Burei's eyes condensed, and the middle-aged man under his hand, together attacked Kumazhi.

"The swordsmanship is good, but it's a pity that it's mixed and impure." Kumachi sneered, and his hands formed handprints up and down, forming an air mass visible to the naked eye, which immediately resisted the opponent's three long swords.

Situ Burei and the others sweated on their temples, and found that the long sword in their hands was no longer under their control.

"Okay! Master is good martial arts!" A group of military officers only thought that Kuma was wise and skillful, and they shouted for him.

A triumphant smile appeared on the corner of Kumazhi’s mouth. With luck, he squeezed it gently, and all three long swords were covered by Chapter 80. Life is very easy.

"Since it is more difficult for us to attack, why not draw them down?" Song Qingshu said, "Master Wei's reputation for gambling is well known in the world. When the time comes, we will pretend to gather crowds in the account to gamble and relax, so that everyone in the palace thinks it is possible. If you ride, you will have the idea of ​​capturing the thief first, and you can't help but come down from the mountain."

"Okay!" The generals all praised each other, and Wei Xiaobao scolded his mother, but he could only agree.

That night everyone opened a gambling game in the army account. Wei Xiaobao took out a stack of silver tickets and put them on the table. There were five or six thousand taels, and said: "Whoever has the ability will come and win." I kept praying that the group of people on Wangwu Mountain would never come down.

All the officers placed bets one after another, eating and paying. After betting for a while, everyone rose up, and the bet got bigger, and the sergeant who was squeezed behind also gave money to place the bet.

He was obviously pretending to be gambling, and he was secretly guarding himself, but afterwards, everyone got red eyes, and even some of those who lost all even ran back to the camp to find colleagues who did not gamble to borrow money to make money.

In the military account, but after hearing the sound of shouting, drinking, eating and losing, it seems to be a real big casino.

Wei Xiaobao was secretly proud: "Hey, the more you bet, you may not be able to catch the people sent by the Wangwu after a while."

Suddenly, one person said loudly: "Betting the Tianmen!" Betting a watermelon-like thing on the Tianmen. When everyone saw it, they were immediately shocked. The gambling table is impressively a **** head. The first-level guard wearing an official hat is the royal guard patrolling outside the tents.

Everyone looked up in shock, and found that there were more than a dozen people in blue shirts at the mouth of the account, holding long swords and swords in their hands.

The sergeants were preparing to counterattack with knives. They didn't know that the gambling had just started, and the knives on their bodies had already been thrown aside. At this time, the opponent looked at him, and if he wanted to pick it up, he might immediately become the target of the opponent's attack. For a while, everyone did not dare to move.

"Huh, Man Qing Taroko really has exhausted his temperament, and you are so stinky as a baby leader who is still gathering a crowd in the barracks for gambling." Situ Burei swept away the situation, and his heart was like a mirror.

"That's not necessarily." With a long laugh, Kumachi walked out of the crowd.

Seeing Song Qingshu next to Kumozhi, Zeng Rou couldn't help but flushed, thinking that it was not what he expected.

Situ Burei's eyes condensed, and the middle-aged man under his hand, together attacked Kumazhi.

"The swordsmanship is good, but it's a pity that it's mixed and impure." Kumachi sneered, and his hands formed handprints up and down, forming an air mass visible to the naked eye, which immediately resisted the opponent's three long swords.

Situ Burei and the others sweated on their temples, and found that the long sword in their hands was no longer under their control.

"Okay! Master is good martial arts!" A group of military officers only thought that Kuma was wise and skillful, and they shouted for him.

A smug smile appeared on the corner of Kumazhi’s mouth. With luck in his hand, he squeezed it gently, and the three long swords were all covered.