"My lord, that guy is a barbarian, he has always been rude, and I ask you to take care of him."

As soon as Sha Wanli and others acted like no one else, Diao San was embarrassed, others didn't know the origin of the cloak man, but as an insider, Diao San knew how ruthless the cloaked man was, lest he be angry with himself, so he hurriedly came to the front of the cloak man, carefully accompanied the smiling face, and apologized.

"It's okay, the ears of those who are waiting to die, there is something to worry about, go, take care of that guy, don't let it spoil the big thing!"

The cloaked man obviously didn't care about Sha Wanli's rude behavior, but just glanced at Diao San coldly from behind the veil, and commanded in a dark manner.

"No, my subordinates obey!"

Since the cloaked man had already spoken, Diao San didn't dare to be careless, bowed down to answer the promise, and hurried into the dense forest.

"Qinglong, send a signal!"

The cloaked man stared at Diao San's back for a long time, and saw that he had indeed traveled far away, so he withdrew his gaze, glanced at the camp of the British King's Mansion in the distance, and ordered in a cold voice.

"No!"

Behind the cloaked guest stood four extremely capable middle-aged people, all of them were restrained, at first glance they looked no different from ordinary people, but the faint bloody aura on their bodies was not to be underestimated, especially the leader of a long-bearded man with a demeanor that was not angry and self-prestigious, just standing still, there was a kind of heart-wrenching bearing, but at this time, when he heard the cloaked man speak, the leader of the big man did not have the slightest displeasure, bowed respectfully and saluted, and then reached out and took out a cloth-covered bird cage from a bamboo basket behind his back, hand raised, the cloth has been lifted, revealing the inside, it is only a goshawk in the cage, but when he raised his hand, the entire bird cage has been shaken into pieces, fluttering to the ground, the cage of the goshawk is not damaged at all, frightened, at first spread its wings, instantly flew into the air, circled in the air, and then flew towards the direction of Longguan like an arrow, without counting, it has disappeared into the twilight......

The night gradually deepened, a full moon hung high in the sky, scattering the bright light all over the earth, as if gilding all things with a layer of bright silver, ten thousand sounds of silence, only the unknown insects were still singing in the grass, the heaven and the earth were quiet and peaceful, and the palace guards who had been running for several days in a row had sunk into a dreamland except for the dozen or so light and dark sentinels on duty, but Li Xian still did not have a trace of sleep, sitting alone behind a few sons, facing the large map spread out on a few sons, silently deducing, Although his expression was calm as usual, there was a faint hint of worry between his eyebrows.

Li Xian can't help but worry, after all, Nagar Qinling is not an easy person to deal with, although most of its actions Li Xian has been clearly known through the manpower of "Mingdi", the problem is that the Tubo army has many cavalry, and the mobilization is much faster than **, and the "Mingdi" dark pile is limited to status, and it can't get in touch with the real strategic core at all, in other words, the current posture of the Tubo army is not a kind of confusion tactics, where its troops are heading Li Xianshi does not dare to make a rash judgment, If there is a mistake in judgment, then it will be not only one state and two states will be lost, it is very likely that the entire west of the Yellow River will be lost to the enemy, if this is the case, Li Xianke is an out-and-out national sinner.

It is a recognized fact that Hexi is not easy to keep, not only because the land of Hexi is long and narrow, lacks depth, there are too many points, and it is easy to be blocked by people to divide into a number of complementary and connected weaknesses, but also because there are many ethnic groups in Hexi, large and small tribes are entrenched in it, and the Han people do not account for the majority here, and it can even be said that it is an ethnic minority, it is even more difficult to consolidate the hearts of the people. Not only could they not get support from these large and small tribes, but they divided a large part of their troops to suppress the impatience of the tribes, and at this time, because the treasury was empty, the reinforcements in the country could not be counted on at all - according to Li Xian's estimates, the reinforcements could not be sent as soon as next spring, and in this half a year, Li Xian could only rely on the 40,000 standing troops in Hexi and the local garrisons in the states combined, which was too far behind the 250,000 troops in Tubo. It is precisely because there are so many unfavorable factors that Li Xian's heart can really relax.

If it's not easy to defend, you have to defend, there is no room for retreat in this battle, everything will be seen and seen! Li Xian repeatedly deduced for a long time, not only did his heart not settle down, but he was a little more annoyed because of it, so he didn't bother to think about it anymore, blew out the lit candlesticks on a few sons, walked to the side of the marching bed, fell down heavily, and after yawning, the tiredness of rushing for days immediately came up, and as soon as he closed his eyes, he came to sleep, and when he was about to sink into sleep, a palpitation suddenly burst out from the bottom of his heart for no reason, and its momentum became more and more intense.

Well, what's going on? Li Xian's spirit was nervous, and the drowsiness subsided, turned over and sat up from the bed, frowning suspiciously, I really couldn't understand where the feeling of palpitations came from, so he put on a single coat, strode towards the tent door, and was about to reach out to lift the curtain on the tent door, suddenly stood up again, after groaning for a while, walked to the left near the hanging horizontal knife, stretched out his hand, took off the knife with the sheath, hung it on his waist, and then, strode out of the Chinese military tent.

"Your Highness, you haven't rested yet?"

The camp of more than 100 people was not big, Li Xian's outing, the guards who were originally patrolling around immediately noticed it, but no one dared to leave their posts without permission, but Liu Ziming, the deputy commander of the guards on duty, did not have this scruples, and grabbed Li Xian's side in a few big steps, saluted respectfully, and asked honestly.

"Well, Ziming, go get busy, go for a walk alone, and we'll rest later."

Li Xian has always liked Liu Ziming, a confidant and favorite general, and when he saw him coming to say hello, he immediately smiled and waved his hand, and gave a gentle order, and then, regardless of what Liu Ziming thought, he lowered his head and walked towards the small hill behind the camp.

Walking around with a knife? Liu Ziming looked at Li Xian's back blankly, but he didn't dare to ask more, and after scratching his head, he could only force himself to hold back the questions in his stomach, and he was busy with the patrol matter without mentioning it.

What a strange feeling, what kind of saying is this, on a whim? Not so amazing, right? The hill is not high, that is, a gentle slope of more than ten zhang up and down, although Li Xian walked slowly, but it was only dozens of steps, and he had already walked to the top of the slope, looking at the bright moon in the sky, Li Xian couldn't help but wonder and wonder, but after thinking about it, he didn't think of anything wrong, so he was too lazy to think about it, found a clean big stone, sat down cross-legged, and looked at the scenery around the camp boredly.

No, it's murderous! Li Xian's actions when he looked around were originally unintentional, but when his eyes fell on a dense forest outside the west, his heart suddenly sudden, and he already knew the root cause of his restlessness......

The night is incomparably deeper, the moon has already set, and the sun is far from rising, the sky is full of stars, except for the morning star is still faintly shining, the rest are hidden in the night, the earth is dark, I don't know when, a faint mist quietly floated up from the creek, the mountains and forests, first a layer as thin as a light veil, but in a blink of an eye it has become a thick fog, even the light of the torch can not dispel such a strong hazy feeling, as far as the eye can see, beyond three feet of land, The palace guards who were still patrolling outside the camp had to tighten their formation at this time, retreated to the camp, and looked helplessly at the boundless sea of fog outside.

Waiting and waiting, the sun did not rise, but waited for the appearance of countless rockets - less than half an hour after the guards of the palace on patrol retreated to the camp, a dense burst of rockets suddenly shot up from the east, west, and north, with a strong roar through the dense fog, raining down in the small camp, only in an instant, more than ten tents were on fire almost at the same time, even the Chinese military tent where Li Xian was located was no exception.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

There was chaos in the camp as soon as they landed, and many noisy voices roared one after another, and in an instant, the sound of the horn sounded violently, and it was a scene of panic after the ambush.

"Sons, kill, kill Li Xianzhi, reward thousands of dollars, rush, rush into Lao Tzu, kill a fine light, kill!"

Taking advantage of the dense fog, he lurked from the west side to Sha Wanli, who was only a hundred steps away from the camp of the British Palace, as soon as he saw the commotion in the camp, he became excited, roared, and drove a group of subordinates to sweep towards the small camp like a tide, and the shouts of killing instantly became a one.

"Sons, kill!"

As soon as Sha Wanli launched like this, Diao Sanzi, who led people to the east of the camp, did not dare to slack off, and roared to drive the crowd forward, but he himself kept an eye on it, and rushed to the end.

"Qinglong, go on, if you can't kill it, you have to be entangled!"

The cloaked man who was lying in ambush to the east saw that he had already made a big attack in both directions, and he did not dare to delay a little, so he gave the order to attack, but he himself stood still and did not move, but watched his bandits rush over the stream like a tidal wave and pounce on the blazing camp of the British King's Palace......