The Turks seemed flustered, and the captives did not bother to pay attention, and one by one they recuperated in the pit and waited for a big fight after dark. At last it was dark, and the boy was the first to wake up, only to find that there was silence except for darkness, which was very different from the usual camp.

In the past, even when it was dark, I could always see the wind lanterns swaying everywhere and the sound of gold and iron striking from time to time.

And tonight, the silence is terrifying, as if the whole world has been swallowed up by darkness.

"Kusi Lao, Kusi Lao, wake up, something doesn't seem right outside!"

The young man's name was Shalig, and it was a common name among the Khazars.

Kuth Lao slept soundly, and dimly felt that someone was pushing him, and when he opened his eyes, he vaguely saw Shalig's immature and slightly panicked face.

"Is it dark? It's time to act......"

"No, it's not...... Listen to the outside, it seems that there is no one anymore!"

At this time, the others were also woken up, and they all looked at the void outside with no fingers, and their ears were not only the sound of the wind but the wind.

Terek shouted, if in normal times, there would have been a Turkic night patrol soldier coming, but now there is not even a ghost to be seen.

Finally, when everyone came to their senses, the Turks had abandoned them and fled overnight.

What is it that makes the Turks so afraid?

Unfortunately, they didn't have much time to think about it, and the first priority was to break through the wooden fence where they were imprisoned, and escape was the key.

A dozen men worked all night, and at dawn they finally broke two stakes, and the cage shone through the gap where one could get out, and everyone rushed out.

When Kuss Lao stood on the ground again, he couldn't help but take a deep breath, it felt so good to be free.

However, with that came a sea of hunger.

They had not eaten or drunk for a day and a night, and when they were hungry and thirsty, they divided into search for food.

Apparently, the Turks had left a lot of rubbish in the camp, and the re-freed captives had little trouble finding food to feed their stomachs.

After eating a belly full of mutton, Ku Silao had never been so satisfied, and he was fed up with eating junk food like a pig and a dog.

"Persians, do you want to know why the Turks fled in such a hurry?"

It was Terek who spoke, and of course Kuth wanted to know, but he had more important things to do now, and he wouldn't let himself do such a meaningless thing.

"Your and I priorities are to return to our respective countries and tribes, and then talk about it, what can you and me do with just a dozen people?"

Terek laughed.

"Aren't you cowardly? What threat will the Turks pose to you and me if they only care about fleeing for their lives?"

Old Kuth clearly heard a hint of sadness in Terek's laughter, and he didn't even take his sarcastic words to heart.

"If you have nowhere else to go, you can go to Persia with me, and there, there are many opportunities for you to wash away your shame today!"

The young man Shalig was a man of little scheming, and immediately jumped up for joy, and expressed his willingness to follow Kuth to Persia.

In fact, in the custom of the Khazars, those who had been captives like them were ridiculed even when they returned to the tribe, and it was better to go elsewhere than to go back with humiliation, and Persia was clearly a good place.

Terek coldly refused.

As they spoke, the man in charge of the guard shouted:

"There's someone, there's someone!"

Everyone followed the prestige, and sure enough, they saw a small group of cavalry rushing into the camp. Kusilao's pupils shrank suddenly, judging from the clothing of these cavalrymen, there was no doubt that they were Turkic.

They gave up their argument and used their weapons to raid the unsuspecting cavalry.

Although these Turks were strong, they also changed suddenly, and three people were immediately killed by the guns, and the rest were also knocked off their horses in a panic.

The battle ended quickly, and it didn't even take time for a meal.

Kuslao and Terek began interrogating the captives and received a surprising message.

The Tang soldiers will have a decisive battle with the Great Food Soldiers in Gorgan in the southeast.

The reason why the Turks left the camp in such a hurry was that they were ordered by the great cannibals to rush to the rendezvous for a decisive battle.

And the reason why they even gave up the camp was that they were prepared from the very beginning, and moved the old and weak women and children to the safer west of Haizi to prevent accidents.

This small group of Turks rushed back to take the opportunity to collect something usable, not to end up in a trap.

Ku Silao's heart was surging, and he couldn't imagine that the moment of the decisive battle would come so quickly. Gorgan was nothing more than a small place, and he didn't know why Qin Jin had chosen the decisive battle in northern Khorasan, near Haizi, rather than in the more densely populated south.

Terek was not convinced, and after killing the captives, he decided to go in the direction of Gorgan to see for himself.

It was about a three-day ride from Gorgan, and the horses sent by the Turks came in handy.

Along the way, sure enough, I saw warriors from various tribes rushing in groups in the direction of Gorgan.

Among these people, there are thousands of people from large tribes, and dozens or hundreds of small tribes.

When Kus's party encountered a small group of only a few dozen people, they ventured into an ambush, plundering their armor, weapons, food, and horses, and succeeded several times along the way, and a dozen of them were finally armed to the teeth.

Ku Si Lao touched the quiver around his waist, it was full of arrows, and the longbow on his back was snatched by him from a tribal chieftain, although it was much worse than the longbow he used when he was in the dark, but it was also very rare.

His archery skills are excellent, and he can kill enemies from a distance of 100 paces with a single arrow with a longbow.

As long as he has a longbow and arrows, Kuth is confident that he can defeat a hundred, and if he encounters a small team of less than 100 people on the road, there is nothing to fear.

Only a day's walk from Gorgan, he smelled danger, and he could already spot the erratic Great Food Ranger.

You can not care about the native soldiers from various tribes, but the rangers of the Great Cannibals must not be negligent, and if you are not careful, you may attract the hundred-man team of the Great Cannibal Cavalry.

With the strength of more than a dozen of them, it is not enough to stuff people's teeth.

So, at the insistence of Kusilao, everyone began to travel day and night in order to avoid the scouts of the great cannibals.

But they still underestimated the Great Cannibal Rangers, and when it was dawn, their whereabouts were still discovered, and in just a few moments, dozens of Great Cannibal Cavalry chased after them.

Ku Si Lao secretly complained, the more afraid he was, the more he would encounter something. But he wasn't too flustered, and glanced at the quivers bulging around his waist, which could finally come in handy.