The blood seeped into the yellow sand, and in the blink of an eye, it was sucked clean. Chen Han stripped off the armor from the Rong Mi soldier who was still twitching and put it on himself, took off the sheep's horn felt hat, put it on his head, and took off the saber at his waist, as if he was a Rong Mi soldier.

There was no anomaly at the tower, a dark cloud obscured the moon, and visibility became extremely low. Chen Han dragged the corpse to the recess where he was hiding and took out a short knife from his arms. Short and long, with a cold light, he bought it from a merchant who had been extorted for twenty taels of silver. The knife is made of refined steel, and using it just now to wipe off the neck of Rong Mibing is like killing a chicken, and the shiny blade is not sticky with blood. Chen Han cut off the left ear of Rong Mibing with a short knife, and military discipline stipulates that killing the enemy will take the ear to record the merit, and a person can also be rewarded with twenty taels of silver in addition to the merit once.

Wrapping the enemy's ears in oilcloth and stuffing them into his arms, Chen Han turned over the war horse of Rong Mibing, cheered up, and galloped towards the military village. There was a guard in front of the military village, and when he saw Chen Hanchi coming, he thought it was the soldier who had urinated just now, so he smiled and scolded a few words, but he didn't stop it.

After entering the military village, Chen Han found that the lights stretched for several miles, and the area was nearly twice larger than he imagined. Tethering his horse to the shade of a remote tree, Chen Han did not dare to walk the avenue divided by the camp tent, and groped his way in along the shadows at the corners of the corners, counting the number of tents.

Chen Han was the dragon guard of Huazhou Mansion, and he had some understanding of the camping habits of the army in the Western Regions, and knew that the tents of the Rong Mi people were facing each other in pairs, with ten tents in a group, and drainage ditches were dug around the camp tents and between the camps, and soldiers were strictly forbidden to run around. After counting the number of tents, I found a row of latrines, and if the two sides of the barracks were symmetrical, there should be about 3,000 troops, in addition to the 2,000 light cavalry who attacked Jingmen Pass, there were also more than 1,000 Rong Mi soldiers stationed here.

Hearing the neighing of horses, Chen Han's movements became more and more cautious, leaning out from the shadow of the tent and looking forward, an arrow away was a stable surrounded by a wooden fence, and there was an arrow tower every ten zhang outside the wooden fence. In the middle of the wooden fence is the walled gate, the lights are bright, there are two columns of Rong Mi soldiers guarding, a pillar of incense, Chen Han saw three teams with guns patrolling by. There is a ditch in front of the stable, separating the barracks in front and the stable in the back, and there are some buildings along the ditch to the front, I don't know where it is, the key is that there is water here, which is enough to support the survival of 3,000 soldiers in the Gobi Desert.

After observing for a moment, Chen Han gave up his plan to infiltrate the stable, this is undoubtedly the stronghold of the Rong Mi people's military reserves, and the information he has discovered is enough to make a great contribution to himself, and he can return safely to deliver the letter in order to have a chance to be rewarded. Chen Han returned the same way, the moon rose to mid-heaven, it should be the end of the day, and when he passed through the tent, he could hear the sound of sleeping snoring coming from inside the tent.

The whole camp was very quiet, and Chen Han tiptoed along, for fear of making a noise to wake up the soldiers in the camp tent. The horse was still tethered under the tree, and luckily no one found him. From the belt around his waist, he took out the fried soybeans and fed them to the horses, which were both dry food and horse feed, and the horse that Chen Han rode was hidden in the poplar forest two miles away from the village.

After feeding the horses, Chen Han felt much more relaxed, and walked lightly towards the gate of the village. It is easy to enter the camp and difficult to get out of the camp, at this moment the gate of the village has been closed, and there are two pots of burning charcoal fire in front of the gate of the wall, and there are more than ten Rong Mi soldiers holding spears to warm up on the fire. Chen Hanyin was behind the flagpole more than ten zhang away from the walled gate, thinking about how to get out of the camp, and it would definitely not work to rush hard, more than ten soldiers in front of the walled gate could entangle themselves, and there were archers on the arrow tower, so they could leave themselves without alarming the soldiers in the camp.

Hit the west, set the tent on fire, and escape while the chaos is taking advantage of the chaos? The thought flashed, Chen Han immediately vetoed it, and the flames were together, that is, to tell Rong Mi people that they were in the potential camp, you must know that this is Rong Mi's Flying Eagle Army, and it is the elite of Rong Mi Country, and he was arrested before he got up. Pretending to be a herald and a patrolman, and deceiving the gate to go out, Chen Han smiled bitterly and shook his head, there may be a chance during the day, but now it is the third watch in the middle of the night, and if you go out, you will throw yourself into the net. His eyes swept around, and finally landed on the earthen wall, which was so high that he might be able to escape from it.

Chen Han retreated to the dark place, chose a place far away from the arrow tower, avoided the moonlight, and touched the root of the earthen wall. I buckled the soil with my hand, it was very solid, and I took out a knife from my bosom and dug it, and it took a while to dig out a gap the size of an egg. It seems that it is not easy to dig a foothold from the earthen wall, let alone dig out a hole, a three-foot-wide earthen wall, and it may take two hours to let go and dig it yourself.

Looking up at the top of the wall, he stretched out his arm and gestured, there was still a difference of five or six feet, Chen Han had nothing to do, and sat on the ground in frustration. The horse slipped to Chen Han's side at some point, lowered his head, and his hot snort sprayed on Chen Han's face, tickling.

"What a gluttonous fool." Chen Han muttered quietly, untied the belt from his waist, and took out the soybeans to hold in the palm of his hand. The rough horse's tongue licked from his palm, and Chen Han raised his hand to pat the horse's neck. The horse raised his head, his palm fell into the air, and Chen Han's hand was held firmly in the air, and a smile appeared on his face.

Pouring out all the soybeans in the belt and putting them in the corner of the wall, Chen Han led the horse to the base of the wall, and the horse ate the soybeans quietly. Patting the horse's back, Chen Han said in a low voice: "Good horse, don't move, help Lao Chen, these soybeans are considered remuneration." ”

Saying that, Chen Han turned over and got on the horse, and then threw the stirrup and tried to stand up on the horseback, and kept praying in his heart, Buddha and Bodhisattva, Taishang Laojun, please bless, let the horse not move, and when Lao Chen is out of danger, he must go to the temple to burn incense and make a wish. The horse felt the discomfort on his back, snorted, attracted by the soybeans in front of him, and continued to lick and eat with his head down. Chen Han stepped on the saddle, clinging to the wall, slowly stretched out his arm, and put his fingertips on the wall.

Chen Han was overjoyed, his palms were firm, his feet were strong, and he climbed onto the wall with his arms, and with the friction on the earthen wall, he successfully turned over to the wall. The head of the wall was three or four feet high from the ground, and Chen Han knew that it was not the time to hesitate, so he took advantage of the moonlight to be covered by clouds, gritted his teeth, and went down.

The sound of "bang" was very clear in the silent night, and there was a shout from the arrow tower, "what person", and then the sharp arrow was shot towards the sound. Chen Han crawled forward with a rolling belt, and the "whoosh" sound around him continued, and his left shoulder hurt and he was hit by an arrow. Running out of a depression more than ten zhang away, Chen Han rolled over, and the arrow only shot over his head, and it was difficult to hurt him.

The arrow on his left shoulder was blocked by the cowhide armor on his hand, and he was not seriously injured. Chen Han didn't dare to delay, discerned the direction, and ran towards the poplar forest of Tibetan horses.

The Stowe Oasis comes from a pool of clear springs, near which there are several stone houses, behind which there is a sand date tree, which opens its teeth and claws in the dark night, and the light of the butter candle shines through the open window, and the guards can be seen walking under the trees. Rough music came from the house with the woman's clear singing voice, and tonight was another night of celebration for Prince Huli of Rong Mi Kingdom.