Marrying a slave girl is not considered a marriage, even in the Tartar tribe, a Tartar man marries a slave girl as a concubine, it is nothing more than a drink with a few neighbors, but the marriage (wife) is extraordinarily grand, almost the whole village or several neighboring villages are invited to participate, and the wedding will be held for three days, so many Tartars are very afraid of weddings, and many people would rather marry a few daughters to give birth to their own children than marry.

Fifty-two years old and with more than fifty children, this was what he was most proud of, and he felt that his blood would spread throughout the Cypriot Wilderness. But today, he did not want to renew any slave girls, he rested alone in the tent and refused to be accompanied by the attendants. There were no eunuchs in the Tartars, and the attendants were cronies who accompanied the chief, similar to secretaries, and many of them were closer than their sons.

The waiter asked if he would arrange for a female slave to accompany him to the bed, but he was rejected by Ligaotu, who said that he had to rest well tonight, perhaps because he was singing every night these days, which caused him to be a little weak. But tonight, Ricotto's right eyelid was always beating, which made him uneasy, but he felt that it was probably because he was too nervous.

After all, a lion like Ligotu is also old, and he is no longer a young man in his twenties. The attendant said to the guards very intimately: "Everyone is fifty paces away from the tent, and they must not make a sound to interfere with the rest of the Khan. Hearing this, Li Gaotu smiled slightly, this squire is indeed a clever ghost, and he has won his trust.

Just when Li Gaotu was resting, Zhang Xiaowu and the others had been waiting for two hours, and the sky was finally completely dark. Xia Ming took Sikong Liling to leave the smoky stone room first, everyone waited patiently, and after a while, they heard someone in the army knocking on the wooden bon, and then shouted a string of Tatar language. Zhang Xiaowu explained to everyone in a low voice, this is the night watchman, they are reporting safety, and it is time to come. The night guards of the Tartar changed their guards every other hour, striking the wooden poles to signal their safety, and he speculated that it should be the time of the day.

However, at this time, Dongfang She, the head of the Divine Sword Sect, said: "It's ugly now, and there is still an hour before the sky dawns." ”

"It's already ugly?" The crowd couldn't believe it.

Dongfang She took out a night pearl and a compass from his arms, and under the illumination of the night pearl, everyone saw that the compass was walking by itself, only making a faint sound, and a pointer was pointing at the ugly time. It turned out that everyone was nervous and anxious, and time had passed unconsciously for so long. Zhang Xiaowu was very interested in the strange things in Dongfang She's hands, the compass was actually the earliest prototype of the clock, but this was not the time for him to ask, they were still patiently waiting for Sikong Liling and Xia Ming to return.

After a while, the two finally returned, and they learned a rat cry outside, and the people inside lowered their blades. The two of them got in, gasping for breath, and after a while, Sikong Liling said: "The location of the handsome tent is clear, there is only one person in it, it is very strange, there is no one within ten zhang around, not to mention the maids, even the guards." Could it be a trap? ”

Xia Ming also said cautiously: "I have checked the other camp tents, they are all guards, so the handsome tent should be Li Gaotu himself, but as Sikong Daxia said, Li Gaotu used to have at least twenty people by his side, and tonight he actually kept people ten feet away from him, which is very strange." Tonight there are about 200 men on night patrol around the tent, and according to the rules of our army's night patrol, the enemy is about 2,000 to 3,000. ”

Sikong Liling said: "What are the night patrol rules of our army? ”

Xia Ming said: "The forbidden army requires one-twentieth of the soldiers to patrol at night, and one-tenth of the defenders of Mucheng to patrol at night. ”

Wang Xiaojian suddenly thought of the righteous army, they didn't have anyone to patrol the night, he couldn't help blushing, and said in his heart that the righteous army couldn't confront the forbidden army head-on, and they never even thought about patrolling the night.

The night patrol soldiers of the wooden castle need to wear armor and wait patiently, and resist as soon as they encounter an attack on the camp. Since Zhang Xiaowu often attacked the camp against others, he was naturally extra cautious to guard against others attacking the camp.

"Listen to me, without further ado, let's do it now, I've made a plan, and we're going to follow the original plan." Zhang Xiaowu stared at everyone, "This is a death order, no one can disobey, no one can shirk, no one can refuse." ”

Wang Xiaojian said: "General, please command, if there is any disobedience, we will kill them together." ”

Zhang Xiaowu quickly divided the people into eight groups, he and Xia Ming were responsible for assassinating Li Gaotu in Shuai's tent, Zhu Wushuang and Tao Zhiruo were responsible for guarding the entrance of the cave, Sikong Liling and Wang Xiaojian were responsible for burning horses and forage, and the other five groups were also responsible for burning the camp tent to create chaos.

"Remember, everyone, don't speak, don't make a noise, don't fight." Zhang Xiaowu advised, "When you hear the sound of the horn, you will immediately ignite, don't hesitate." But if no horn sounds, it must be withdrawn. ”

Tao Zhiruo asked: "How can there be no horn sound, what does it mean?" ”

Zhang Xiaowu said: "Either we are easy to get, or we are killed, in this case, it is important to save your life." This is a military order and must not be violated. ”

Everyone's eyes were complicated, but they all nodded in support, there was no child's play in the army, and it was not easy to question, although everyone had no experience in the army, but everyone still felt the solemnity of the soldiers.

Zhang Xiaowu's first group was the first to walk out of the smoky stone room, and they followed closely behind Xia Ming, the two of them were wearing Tartar military uniforms, sometimes hidden, sometimes swaggering through the market, and they still held the scimitars of the Tartar people in their hands. Xia Ming played the role of the Commander of the Ten, and Zhang Xiaowu played the role of the guards, and after carefully passing through several tents, they finally approached the tent.

The tent was set up in the middle of the school yard of the plague village, and thirty zhang away, there were more than 100 guards sitting on the ground, they were armed with hard bows and scimitars, guarding the bonfire, and a centurion led ten people to move around at any time.

Xia Ming found the weakest point of the defense early, and the two continued to wait patiently for opportunities. People are tired, even the Tartar guards are tired, and now it's time to see who can stand whom.

Suddenly, the Ligaotu in the handsome tent jumped up and rushed out wearing a shorts with a knife, everyone was shocked and hurriedly rushed over to protect the Ligaotu. However, Na Li Gaotu slapped his forehead, shook his head and smiled bitterly, and the attendant hurriedly asked what happened, and Li Gaotu said: "I was frightened, I actually dreamed of Sahan." ”

"The king misses his old friends and has deep feelings." The waiter laughed.

Legotu shook his head, he didn't miss his old friend, that Sahan was his sworn brother, but Legotu strangled him to death in order to annex Sahan's tribe. Before dying, Sahan cursed that Ligaotu would not die well in the future, and the Ligaotu tribe would not have children and grandchildren. Although Sahan had been dead for three years, Krikatu still dreamed of this person often, and for this purpose he hired many masters to exorcise ghosts, but it was still useless.

"Let's go back." Forceco.

The guards then returned to their respective campfires, but they didn't find a single guard who took advantage of the chaos to quietly hide in the tent, and this person was Zhang Xiaowu.

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