When Arur woke up again, it felt dark in front of him. It seemed to be a tent, and the faint light of the sky could be seen through the gap in the tent, which should be dusk and evening.

The familiarity of the tent made him a little excited, but he soon calmed down, and did not shout as soon as he had done before. The experience of these days is not only a kind of ordeal for him, but it is also a kind of tempering, so that he finally changed from a second-year teenager who didn't know anything to a city government and knew how to be in awe.

The body hurts everywhere, and the whole body is weak, which is the sequelae caused by long-term hunger and excessive exhaustion, and I am afraid that it will take a good period of time to recover.

Where is it? Who saved me? Is it a herdsman from a tribe, or is it someone else?

Arul cautiously opened his eyes, taking a sneaky look in the dim light. Immediately a heart began to sink, and the joy of initial salvation faded in an instant.

Judging from the layout and furnishings of this tent, this is by no means what ordinary herdsmen should have. It was similar to the pattern in the barracks he was used to.

Barrack...... Arul shivered. In addition to the Mongols' own troops, there are now only two other military camps in the steppe. One was the Ismain tribe, who opposed Dayan Khan, and the other was the Rakshasas from further north.

As for the non-stabbing and non-stabbing, or Duoyan Sanwei, it is either on the border between the south and the Ming Dynasty, or between the white mountains and black waters in the extreme east.

Alur remembers very well that he could not have walked to those places on his legs in a few days. Therefore, the only possibility is the above two forces.

Of course, it is not excluded that there is still that Su Mo's force. It's just that whether it was the news he heard from Da Taiji's side at that time, or the ear he heard when he followed Yu Gongzi's people later, it seemed that Su Mo had already left the camp and gone to the royal court, and there should be no one left here to guard it.

Ismain and Rakshasa ...... Alur gasped and felt bitter. What did he do here, and why did Immortal Heaven punish him like this? But compared to Rakshasa, he preferred that he was on the side of Ismain at the moment.

In any case, he and Ismain are always Mongolian. Yismain was a former Mongol teacher, and he fought with Dayan Khan, but he did not anger the ordinary people below him. Moreover, as the son of the Mongolian Right Khan, his identity is sensitive, and even if Yismain knows his identity, it is more likely that he will be a strange commodity and use himself to exchange benefits for Dayan Khan. In this way, his life is actually in a sense, so far it can be regarded as preserved;

But if it's a Rakshasa......

Arul thought of this, and his face was wrinkled like a bun. Before, Na Su Mo broke the Rakshasa twice in succession, as if he had tossed an extremely important person to death. Arul knew that in these two wars, Sumo almost completely used Tululetu and borrowed the power of Mongolia to achieve it.

Then, followed by a sudden surprise attack by Datai Jitulu Borot, a steady and ruthless black tiger cut out the heart, and simply caught the Rakshasa people off guard, and smashed the Chinese army in one fell swoop. In two times, this feud can be regarded as a big one.

As for saying that Su Mo of Daming did it last time, he wiped it, he knew about it, but the Rakshasa people didn't necessarily know it. was operated by Na Su Mo several times, and it was already yellow mud that fell into the crotch of his pants, and it was not but either. All debts can only be credited to the Mongols, but there is no argument, and Arur is aggrieved when he thinks of this. Nima, what a fuck this is!

May the heavens bless him, he let out a long breath and prayed silently and heartily. After listening carefully for a while, there seemed to be no one guarding outside, only in the far direction, there seemed to be a faint human voice.

Otherwise, why didn't he even have a guard on his side? He suddenly became suspicious in his heart.

But after a little thought, I was relieved. With his current situation, he was just alone, so he opened up and let himself do nothing to cause effective harm. As for escaping, in this icy and snowy place, walking alone in the wilderness is no different from sending him to death, which can be known from his own experience before.

In other words, in the eyes of others, he is a bastard.

Thinking about it like this, although he was a little discouraged, it also made him secretly relaxed. groped and quietly got up, and when his feet fell to the ground, he couldn't help but feel a slight dizziness, and hurriedly reached out to hold the pillar on the side, and it took a few breaths to slowly get used to it.

He had to figure out his surroundings as soon as possible, he clenched his fist lightly and decided. If it had been before, he would definitely not have embarrassed himself so much. But after all these tribulations, he finally learned one thing, and that is to never trust his life to the kindness or luck of others.

Regardless of whether the other party has malicious intentions towards him, or whether he attaches importance to him or not, he must know in advance that he will make the necessary response based on the information.

It has to be said that suffering does accelerate human growth. This ignorant teenager in the past finally began to transform at this moment.

Staying where he was for a while, feeling some strength regain in his body, he slowly moved his footsteps, carefully approaching the tent curtain door.

After listening carefully for a while, he made sure that no one was guarding outside, so he carefully opened the curtain and looked out.

A cold wind blew in an instant, making him shiver uncontrollably, and he felt a pin-and-needle-like pain all over his body.

There was only the last trace of twilight left on the horizon, and on the other side, you could see the thin crescent moon hanging in the sky like paper.

Away from the tent where I was, there were some sparse tents standing in front and back, left and right. There was no one outside, but from several of the tents, the sound of slender breathing, and the occasional slight snoring or two, could be heard.

The entire camp was half silent, and there was not a trace of fire. Only a little farther away could you see the faint light of the fire dancing. There, it should be the big tent of the Chinese army.

This, as expected, is a military camp, although it does not look very large.

Moving his hands and feet slightly, and tightening the felt clothes on his body, Arul closed his eyes slightly, and the next moment he gritted his teeth violently, suddenly opened his eyes, and dodged out of the tent, ducking his waist to dodge, and leaned towards the firelight as fast as he could.

It's just that the further you go, the more suspicious you become. Along the way, he suddenly noticed a strange phenomenon: among so many tents, there were actually few people who heard the sound of breathing. And most of them are actually empty accounts, and no one is in them. Not even the sentry sentries in the camp who were supposed to be constantly patrolling have never seen even a single one.

It is unbelievable that a military camp, after camping at night, would not arrange a sentry post to patrol. How desperate did that commander have to be to dare to be so derelict in his duties?

With this suspicion, he became more and more determined to find out what was going on here. More than a dozen tents flashed along the way, and finally slowly approached the big tent with the sound of firelight.

Sure enough, here, at last, the guards appeared. It's just that it seems that these two guys acting as guards are very irresponsible. Except for the occasional rubbing of his hands and stamping his feet from time to time because of the cold, most of the time he just looked around casually for a few moments, and then he shrunk his neck and took a nap sickly, and there was no vigilance at all.

Arul was filled with joy and sorrow. The joy is that the probability of being discovered is almost zero, which can give him enough time and opportunity to figure out the situation;

The worry is that so many empty accounts, as well as the slightly strange situation here, are probably because people have sent them out, so it has caused such emptiness inside.

So, what is the situation that can make a military camp empty? There is only one possibility! That is, outside, there is probably an inexplicable great crisis approaching, so that the people in the camp have to transfer as many people as possible to deal with it.

So, here's the problem. Once the military camp cannot solve the external crisis, how will he deal with it if he stays in the camp? There are no eggs under the nest, and the opponents of the big camp will not have the patience to distinguish what his identity is in the enemy camp in the big war.

When the two sides are at war, he has only one identity in the enemy camp, and that is the enemy! And his only way out is to resign everything to fate, and kneel on the ground for the first time, hoping that the other party's soldiers will not kill the red eyes, and even the captives who surrendered will be slashed with a knife.

No, you can't be so passive, you have to do something in advance. He secretly made up his mind. Carefully avoiding the perspective of the two sentinels, he finally leaned into a shadow behind the side of the tent.

After silently breathing for a while, calming down the restless breath, he lowered his head and touched it carefully, found a corner and gently picked it open, then bent down and leaned his ears over. The voices of the people inside instantly became clear, and a burst of warm air came into the ears.

“…… Ran. Haha, this time it's a loss of face. ”

"So what, these big guys don't really lose anything, just a little bit of their strength for a short time. It won't be long before what was lost will be regained for one reason or another. ”

"Well, that's exactly what you said. I don't know how much filth happens in the stone wall every day, and those crowns are singing and I appear, who is really a problem? It's not to look at Your Majesty's face, a bunch of fools, hey! Actually, even Your Majesty, it's not Princess Sophia and that ......."

"Shhhhhh ”

The conversation between the two men stopped at this point, as if they had touched something, and they both fell silent. Arul, who was listening attentively outside, was full of bitterness, he was really afraid of something, and this was indeed the military camp of the Rakshasas.

But wasn't the entire Southern Legion of the Rakshasas defeated in the Great Taiji battle? Why did they reappear here?

Arul was in doubt, thought for a moment, took another deep breath, and continued to listen.

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Note: The Kremlin, whose original name means "inner city" in Russian, was once the palace of Russian emperors and the oldest complex in Moscow, which was built in 1156 by Grand Duke Yuri Dolgorukky in his fiefdom, a small castle made of wood, named "Teginets". In 1367 it was changed to a stone wall. The brick palace wall of the fifteenth century (circumference 2.5 km) has been preserved to this day.