At night, the hills blur into a dark shadow. The woods and grass are all integrated with the mountains. Even if the sky is covered with starlight, it still can't illuminate the dim earth.

The Mongols, who did not treat the herdsmen as human beings, could not have allowed the herdsmen to work in the dark at night when the light was unclear. After all, 90 percent of people have night blindness. Tribal people, in particular, have a single type of food and cannot absorb all the nutrients needed by the human body. Therefore, activities at night are extremely testing of eyesight.

The whole tribe also fell silent. In addition to a few campfires burning on the perimeter and a patrol team of eight people.

It seems that they don't have much to worry about the people who have gone out during the day and have not returned, as can be seen from the fact that the patrol team is sleeping around the campfire in twos and threes.

Especially in the middle of the night, the sound of insects of different colors is getting louder and louder. The snoring went from shallow to deep, slowly becoming the dominant note of the tribe.

It was at this time that long shadows suddenly rose on the hills in the distance. Far away, only a vague darkness could be seen. But when you get closer, you will find that it is a person.

"These barbarians, finally asleep!" , the big cow muttered twice, swatting a mosquito lying on its neck and sucking blood.

In order to keep the rabbit in order, they hid in the forest for several hours. In summer, there are many mosquitoes, and in order to avoid causing alarm, they do not even dare to apply insect repellent potion. so that he became a live target for mosquitoes.

But fortunately, they were prepared in advance, and everyone was dressed thickly and wrapped in skin as much as possible.

But the mosquitoes are not afraid to die, as soon as there is a piece of exposed skin, they will immediately come up. As soon as they took off their glasses, mosquitoes were immediately targeted at the corners of their eyes.

"Don't speak!" , as if hearing his muttering, Turgan said coldly.

The mosquitoes in this grassland are not only big, but also poisonous. When I was bitten, I immediately became red, swollen and itchy. But they all have tasks on their bodies, and they can bear it for a while.

The big cow only dared to rub the mosquito bite with his hand, but did not dare to scratch it hard. Footsteps briskly followed Turgan and groped towards the Horde camp.

Zhou Yanhan: Because of the short time they had just been rescued, their bodies had not been able to get enough nutrition for a long time, so the night blindness was still very serious. And he was led by the oxen with a rope and followed behind the people.

By this time, the light of the campfire was already more than half dimmer than when it first burned. No firewood was added for a long time, and the large fireball turned into a small fireball.

Turgan lightly made a few gestures to the crowd, and the team members dispersed in groups of two. Zhou Yanhan pulled the rope, suggesting that the big cow would come with him.

Before they set off, they did a good job of dividing the labor. It was up to Turgan to deal with the enemy, and Zhou Yanhan to deal with the trapped people. to increase your manpower! Even if it doesn't work, you can make a mess for the Mongol barbarians.

For the tribe that was trapped before, Zhou Yanhan was obviously very familiar with it. By the light of the campfire, they soon came to the camp of the shepherds. Unlike the tents inhabited by the Mongols, the tents of the herdsmen were made up of a few pieces of clothing, rags, sheepskins, and a few dry branches.

The better ones will also cover the roof with some dead grass and leaves, and almost have no clothes to block the door, and they are hollow, and you can see the big feet exposed inside.

This can no longer be called a tent! It's a random dog house, the bigger ones can sleep two or three people, and the smaller ones can only sleep one. The air is also mixed with the smell of human excrement and sweat. At the same time, among the cattle, sheep and horses raised in captivity not far away, there is also the smell of body odor and excrement unique to livestock.

On this already sweltering summer day, the smell mixed with the mosquitoes buzzing in your ears is simply annoying. Da Niu resisted the urge to slap the mosquito in his ear and immediately leave this disgusting place, pushed Zhou Yanhan, and signaled the other party to act quickly.

Seeing that he reacted, he motioned to several other people, and then split up to wake up the herdsman who was still sleeping. But Zhou Yanhan himself ran to another place, Da Niu was very puzzled, and thought that something was wrong, so he ran away with Zhou Yanhan.

It was a tent that was a little far away from the other tents, and it didn't look very tall and inconspicuous in appearance.

And because of the location, there are no bonfires around the tent, and no one is stationed.

Without waiting for the big bull to approach, Zhou Yanhan took the lead in rushing in. Da Niu hurriedly took out a small wooden stick from his arms. It was a secret weapon distributed by the Yuan army, and five long poisonous needles were hidden in the wooden bar. As long as you blow hard at one end of the stick, you can shoot the poison needle.

Generally, this can be used as a means of saving life in an emergency situation.

Now Da Niu also doesn't know if there are Mongolians in the tent, and whether Zhou Yanhan will be discovered. You can only take a poison needle and prepare it just in case.

However, the expected fierce fight did not happen, and nothing happened in the tent after Zhou Yanhan entered. It's quiet, as if everyone inside is asleep, or rather, there is no one at all.

The big cow slowly approached the tent, and was about to open it, but the curtain suddenly opened. Seeing Zhou Yannian walk out expressionlessly, I don't know why, Da Niu felt that there was something different before he followed up.

"There's no one in there?" , Da Niu asked suspiciously. Then he opened the corner of the curtain and saw that it was dark inside. It took him a few seconds for his eyes to adjust to a blurred view of a line of people standing.

"Let's go! The team is just they might have succeeded. By the time they returned to the agreed rendezvous point, several tents full of Mongols had already set fires. There were also corpses scattered outside, both Mongols and beggar-like herdsmen.

"Burn them! Burn them! The shepherds gathered around the tent, looking at the figures struggling, running, and howling in pain from the burning, and the excitement in their eyes became more and more intense like flames.

From time to time, the Mongols could not bear the pain and fear of being burned to death by the fire, and tried to break out of their tents. But they were stopped by the herdsmen, and no one could rush out.

So when the day was about to dawn, the original tribal camp had turned into ashes.

All the herdsmen, under the orders of Turgan and others, picked up some Mongol things and took them away. Including clothing, food, cattle, sheep and horses, these survival materials are also urgently needed.

"Let's go!" , Da Niu saw Zhou Yanhan, who was looking at the ashes, and reminded. He finally knew what the tent Zhou Yanhan went to last night was for! It was a slaughterhouse, and in addition to cattle and sheep, there were also disobedient herdsmen. Zhou Yanhan's father was hung inside and dismembered alive.

Maybe he knows that his father is not saved, or he doesn't want his father to be so painful. So Zhou Yanhan burned this place with his own hands.