Ganyun Ridge stretches for dozens of miles, mostly steep mountain cliffs. At the foot of the mountain, only the southwest and due south directions are open and flat. In these days, the Zhenfan people who gathered in several times blocked this passable area, and after several generals checked the surrounding situation, they once smiled triumphantly, surrounded by more than 30,000 strong soldiers, even a bird could not fly.

There are no absolutes in the world, if these real people know, right under their noses, there are already people who have come and gone freely several times, I don't know if they will think so.

With so many soldiers gathered from all over the country, led by these generals and stationed in successive tents, they were ready to spend the winter in this mountainous area. But since the latest order is for them to fight quickly, let's do our best tomorrow and get a reward after this battle.

Jin Taizhong, as the leading general, although he is sure of victory in destroying the Han army tomorrow, he still has to do all kinds of measures to march and fight. For example, the dark sentry guard ranger team patrols around or something, which is also the most basic military literacy.

The chief named Jin Rimaru is a fat man, and tonight, he is responsible for leading a team of ten people to inspect the situation within a radius of dozens of miles. It was a chore by comparison, and no one wanted to give up the warmth of their tent and around the fire and brave the wind chill to wander around. But there is no way to do this, the military order is difficult to disobey, and whoever draws the patrol task every night is unlucky.

Fortunately, the so-called night patrol is just a routine matter. Those trapped Han troops did not dare not come in the mountains, and there was no enemy situation to explore at all. Besides, this is the territory of the real people, and in the military forbidden area where the war is fighting, irrelevant people dare not approach. Even the people in the nearest villages and towns have already fled temporarily with their families and mouths, and the swords and soldiers are ruthless, and no one wants to suffer an unwarranted disaster.

These night guard soldiers have long had experience. After an early round according to the area demarcated by the generals, they will look for a place to fall asleep, and then when it is almost dawn, they will return the same way, and everything will be fine, and the task will be completed.

Tonight's weather is a bit chilly, and the thin leather armor is unbearable. There's going to be a big battle tomorrow, and of course nothing will happen tonight. The fat man Jin Rimaru shrunk his neck and couldn't help but curse a few words in a low voice. Then without hesitation, he instructed his brothers to find a piece of wood and make a fire, cleaned up a few pheasants that had been shot with bows and arrows during the inspection, roasted them on the fire, and took out the wine gourd that he had secretly brought from his bosom, and several of them drank it one by one to keep out the cold.

Of course, the taste of the locals' own homegrown brew is not too good, but it is better than nothing. After his body warmed up, the fat man began to boast about his experience to a few of his subordinates, which was his usual hobby, and everyone was used to it. Anyway, the long night is boring, so it's all about listening to relieve boredom.

However, when they heard him talk about the experience of being fortunate enough to be rewarded with a pot of wine by the general for his last meritorious service, everyone was still very interested. A few of them have also drunk the kind of liquor trafficked from the Central Plains, and when they taste it at this time, they only feel a little itchy in their throats, and the kind of local brew they drank just now suddenly felt a little dull and tasteless, and the comparison between the two is very different.

"If I can drink that strong wine completely and happily, even if I die on the battlefield, I will have no regrets!"

Someone at the fire couldn't help but sigh. Soldiers often die by the sword, and generals inevitably die in battle. Now that you are on the battlefield, no matter what the victory or defeat is, death and accidents will appear in front of you at any time, and it is inevitable that everyone will feel a little embarrassed when they think of this.

"Yes! The kind of wine brewed by the people of the Han Dynasty is really a masterpiece in the world. I won't want the general to reward me with any money if I have won the battle this time, and if I can get a jar of spirits, I will be satisfied! Hehe. ”

"It's just wine, what's the big deal! You're exaggerating...... aren't you? ”

"Huh! Brother, that's because you've never drunk that kind of wine. If you had the chance to drink it once, you wouldn't say that. ”

But I don't believe it! …… It's still money. Also, if you want to drink and make a fortune, at least save your life first......! ”

Beside the blazing fire, this small group of real people were chattering and laughing at each other from time to time. No one wants to fight, and no one wants to die, they are still drinking and laughing tonight, but tomorrow they don't know if they will be separated by yin and yang. This is the sorrow not only for them, but also for all the fighters.

In this atmosphere, there were some slight noises that slowly approached around them, and no one noticed them. It wasn't until a soft sneer sounded in his ears that the fat man and his men were taken aback, touched the war knife beside him and turned over and got up, and when they looked nervously, they realized that they didn't know when, a group of unidentified pawns had surrounded them.

The first thought of the real people was to meet the mountain bandits, but in the next moment, they immediately denied this understanding. Don't say that the area near Ganyunling is already a war zone, and those bandits have already run away. Even if they encounter mountain bandits, where would they have the courage to take the initiative to come to the front of the officers and soldiers to seek death?

Moreover, the fierce murderous aura in the other party's eyes and the sharp crossbow arrows in his hands aimed at them made a kind of fear rise in their hearts.

"You, you...... Who are you? Dare, dare to ....... The fat golden man felt that his voice trembled a little, and he didn't dare to finish a word, because he saw that the man led by the other party slowly raised the crossbow arrow in his hand, and was looking at them with mocking eyes. He had no doubt that the other party would shoot them all to death with crossbow arrows at the next moment.

"Hey, fatty, let your people drop their knives before they speak! If anyone resists, shoot and kill! The other party spoke unceremoniously and commanded loudly.

Hearing the young man's hostile words, and then seeing the arrows and crossbows glowing with cold light in the hands of those people around him, Jin Rimaru suddenly guessed the identity of the other party, they were Han! Without hesitation, he took the lead and threw the knife to the ground, and everyone threw away their blades. In the face of life and death, life is at stake.

Han Yan was very satisfied with his gains, and without his orders, the well-trained Black Eagle Army soldiers had already gone over and tied up all the real people. Before the outbreak of the war, if you can catch ten live mouths and go back for a good interrogation, maybe there will be unexpected surprises!

The town where the Black Hawks are stationed is not far ahead. Just now, a night sentry sent out to report that a small group of real soldiers had come from the direction of Ganyunling to this side, and it looked like it should be a routine inspection.

Such a trivial matter, of course, does not have to be reported to Yuan Zhao. Han Yan, who was discussing things with Gongsun Rongnu and Zhang Cigong, was very excited when he heard the news, and he immediately volunteered to bring more than 20 Black Eagle Army sentries to catch the dead.

It's really careless, but it's not their fault, who would have thought that a Han army would suddenly appear here! Although they had also heard that there were Han Dynasty ships crossing the sea, in the mouths of the generals, it was estimated that the Han Dynasty team would not have to be close to Yongchuankou, and it would be solved by the 5,000 sailors stationed there, and they would not have their share at all.

However, unexpectedly, the army of the Han Dynasty had already touched a place less than twenty or thirty miles away from the army besieging Ganyunling! As they were escorted and silently walked forward according to the other party's command, Kim Himaru and his men felt a wordless fear in their hearts. Although it is not known what awaits them ahead, everyone is ready to die.

They hadn't gone far, and although they couldn't see clearly in the moonlight, Kanehimaru knew that they had been brought into the same town they had entered on their way to patrol. The real people have rested here during the previous inspections, so I have some impressions.

Everyone was led into an empty yard with their hands tied behind their backs. The young man who took the lead gave them a loud warning not to make loud noises, and went into the only room where the light was on.

The hearts of each of the people were terrified, for in the quiet of the night they heard the sound of horses grazing and snorting near and far, and the occasional snoring of soldiers, all of which reminded them that there was an army resting in the low houses in the vicinity.

The steel knives in the hands of the Han Dynasty soldiers who were in charge of guarding them glowed with cold light, so that each of them did not dare to act rashly, and sat honestly on the cold stone steps, waiting for an unknown fate. While they were in a state of uneasiness, a short time passed the sound of brisk footsteps in the room, and a very young voice chuckled and said something, and then, accompanied by several people, walked out of the halo.

A few torches lit up the courtyard, and when Jin Rimaru secretly looked up, he saw a teenager-like person surrounded by dozens of elite Han soldiers, whispering to a few people around him as he walked, as if he was afraid of waking up the others who were sleeping.

"There's no need to be so troublesome, there's no need to ...... Let you rest and sleep, and run out to catch people? Hehe! I'm a little energetic. ”

The boy spoke casually, with a joking tone. It can be seen that the people around him are very respectful to him, and when they hear him say this, they laugh softly. The atmosphere was so relaxed that it was as if they were not here to fight, but to play.

"Little Marquis, since everyone has been arrested, you might as well ask a few words, maybe it will be of some use."

Hearing the people around him say this, the young man who was respectfully called Little Hou Ye smiled indifferently, and there was a naughty look on his face, and he pointed to the fattest real captive headed by him.

"Hey, that fat man, it's you. Tell me...... What do you most want to do right now? ”

The real chief named Jin Rimaru raised his head a little stunned, he didn't understand what the young marquis meant by asking himself, maybe he was just teasing himself before he died, right? Thinking of this, his expression was full of sadness and bitterness, and he muttered to himself.

“…… Before you die, if you can drink a pot of your Han spirits...... There are no regrets. ”