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The group successfully arrived at the tent where the crickets were held.

The Tartar leader ordered the guards to lift the curtain and walked in.

Lan Zhou and Xue Yongyi followed closely behind him.

A pungent smell of blood came from the surface, and Xue Yongyi saw at a glance that the hands and feet were bound by iron chains, tied to the torture instruments, with their heads lowered, and their clothes were tattered and blood-soaked crickets.

She choked in her throat and swallowed hard to suppress the sour tears in her nose.

The leader of the Tartars walked up to the cricket, ordered his men to wake him up, and asked in a stiff language, "Who are you?" ”

The crickets looked at the Tartar leader with unruly eyes, "Phew! With a thud, he spat on the ground.

If it weren't for the exhaustion of strength, I was afraid that I would struggle more fiercely and fight with the Tartar leader.

At this moment, Xue Yongyi suddenly couldn't help it anymore, raised his wrist, pressed the mechanism on the bracelet hidden in his sleeve, and a silver needle quenched with numbing flew out with a whoosh, heading towards the leader of the Tartars.

"What are you going to do?" The leader of the Tartars turned his head sensitively, turned around, squinted at Xue Yongyi and asked.

Seeing this, Lan Zhou was secretly shocked in his heart.

However, Xue Yongyi had already made a move, and they had no way back.

With a swift movement, he twisted one of the Tartar Leader's arms, and held the dagger in his left hand against the Tartar Leader's throat.

The whole action is done in one go, without giving people time to react at all.

Seeing this, Xue Yongyi hurriedly raised his wrist and hurriedly aimed at the throat of the tartar leader and shot two shots in succession, one shot missed, and the other shot could be shot into the flesh of the tartar leader.

But in an instant, the Tartar leader was paralyzed with his hands and feet, and could only collapse to the ground, and at the same time, a group of people quickly gathered outside the tent, and the small tent was flooded.

Lanzhou glanced at Xue Yongyi, Xue Yongyi nodded at him, took the dagger from his hand, and pressed it against the throat of the Tartar leader.

"Don't move!" She plunged the tip of her dagger into the Tartar leader's skin and yelled at the Tartar soldiers as they burst into the tent.

"Don't... Don't move! The leader of the Tartars waved his arm vigorously and commanded his guards.

No matter how ferocious he is on the battlefield, he is a person who is afraid of death, usually dealing with a woman is as simple as pinching an ant to death, but now he can only make fish on the chopping board and let others slaughter.

His subordinates were ordered by the leader of the Tartars, so they didn't dare to act rashly, and only stared at Lan Zhou and the others with their eyes, "What do you want to do?" ”

"All retreat to a foot away!" Lan Zhou untied the chain on the cricket's body and instructed the guards in the tent.

"Brother Lan Zhou, it's you." The cricket was carried by Lan Zhou to his shoulder, and whispered to him, grinning at the corner of his mouth.

Lan Zhou nodded, holding the cricket behind him with one hand, pulling one arm of the Tartar leader with the other, Xue Yongyi holding the other arm of the Tartar leader, and the four of them slowly walked outside the tent.

A few bonfires were lit outside, and Lan Zhou swept towards the Tartar soldiers with a fierce attitude, saying, "Keep back!" ”

Xue Yongyi cooperatively used the dagger to cut a wound in the throat of the Tartar leader, just enough to flow out a stream of blood of this purpose, but not to cause a sick injury.

This blood mark was enough for the Tartar leader to panic and hurriedly order his men to continue to retreat.

In this way, between advancing and retreating, Lan Zhou and Xue Yongyi successfully left the Tartar camp.

Lan Zhou asked the Tartar leader to assign five subordinates to follow, let the others stay where they were, and took the Tartar leader to ride on the horses prepared by the Dayi spies who responded.

Together with the person who answered, he slowly walked forward for about five miles, making sure that there were no large number of Tartar soldiers chasing after him, and that Xue Yongyi had fled far enough with the crickets, before he kicked the Tartar leader off his horse.

The grassland is about to enter the middle of winter, and the cold wind howls through the ears, like a knife cutting the exposed skin.

Xue Yongyi held the reins of the horse tightly with both hands, kicked the horse's belly hard, gritted his teeth and ran forward, not daring to slack off.

When the sky was white, she saw Shanlai Pass from afar, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

She slowed down and turned to look at the person behind her,

The cricket was tied behind her by Lan Zhou, wrapped his hands around her waist, rested his head on her shoulder, and didn't know whether he was unconscious or fell asleep.

"Crickets." She freed up her hand and gently patted him on the cheek.

"Sister Xue." The cricket made a groaning sound from its mouth.

Xue Yongyi looked stunned.

For some reason, he felt a sense of weakness and quickly withdrew his hand.

"Sister Xue." A low, wistful cry came from the cricket's mouth.

Xue Yongyi suddenly felt that her cheeks were a little hot, she raised her hand and patted her face, obviously as cold as the cold wind.

Sighing silently, a little bitterness oozing from her face, she gently kicked the horse's belly and walked towards Shanlai Pass.

"Hmm." Just when the horse's hooves stopped diving in Shanlai Pass, a low murmur came from behind him, "Shanlai Pass!" Am I? ”

It's the voice of crickets, and this time it's time to be completely awake.

Xue Yongyi remembered that he was still wearing a mask, afraid that the crickets would see his big face, and he would be emotional, and he would pull the wounds on his body, so he hurriedly raised his hand to tear off the mask on his face, ripped off the voice changer around his neck and said, "Yes, let's get to Shanlai Pass." ”

The arm behind her that was originally around her waist suddenly stiffened.

Xue Yongyi didn't hear the response for a long time, and he didn't look back, he raised his head to explain his identity to the people guarding the city, and when the city gate opened, he rushed forward.

The moment the horse's hooves moved forward, the person behind him leaned forward, hit her back, and bounced away as if electrocuted.

It wasn't until Xue Yongyi stopped in front of the tent where the wounded were housed in the army that the cricket seemed to come back to her senses, withdrew her hand from her, and sat up straight with difficulty.

"Sister Xue! You're back safely! Chu Yuning, who rushed to hear the news, had a smile on her face, ran towards the two, looked left and right, and couldn't help but ask: "My sister really cooperated with Major General Lan tacitly, and she really rescued the crickets from the Tartar camp." ”

When the cricket heard this, when Xue Yongyi was about to turn over and dismount, he grabbed her wrist suddenly, "Sister Xue, you saved me with Brother Lan Zhou?" ”

Those eyes were terrifying, as if one glance at them could be sucked in and devoured.

Xue Yongyi lowered her eyes and answered softly, "Yes." ”

"You are Lan Zhou's good brother, we will not sit idly by and watch you be taken captive."

Crickets did not reduce the coercion of her wrist because of this sentence.

Instead, he grinned to the maximum, looked at her, and smirked.

"I knew it. You really won't lie to me. He said something to her, something that seemed inexplicable to others, but she herself knew it.

Xue Yongyi couldn't answer, and the bento didn't hear it.

"You're pinching me." She stared at her wrist and frowned.

The cricket hurriedly let go, lowered his head and blew on her wrist, looking overwhelmed, "I'm sorry, I didn't control my strength, it's all red." ”