As a warrior sent by the tribe to assassinate, Bahan used to kill people on the grassland. Whenever he attacks a target, he can always see deep fear and despair in the other party's eyes, but he has never encountered a target who can smile at himself in the face of life and death.

But now, Hu Sui in front of him suddenly smiled, which made Bahan's heart unconsciously mention it. But even so, the movement of his hand did not slow down at all, and he still pierced the target's heart quickly and accurately, and he believed that as long as he stabbed into Hu Sui's body, the wolf venom on the knife alone would be enough to kill him.

But his knife was only half a foot in, and when the tip of the knife was still a foot away from Hu Sui's chest, his right wrist was tightened, as if it was locked by handcuffs, and it was difficult to move for half a minute, and then a reverse torque attacked, and in a moment of wrist pain, Bahan lost control of the short knife.

As the knife fell to the ground, the surrounding soldiers reacted violently, rushed to the ground, and immediately threw down the assassin who was stunned on the spot and controlled it. And although Bahan's wrist was already dislocated and the pain was constantly coming, he only had doubts in his heart at the moment - how could the target be so powerful and restrain himself at the moment when he was about to succeed?

Of course, he didn't know that his target Hu Sui Hu's martial arts were far superior to those of the generals in the army. Not to mention his assassination, even among thousands of horses and thousands of troops, it is not too difficult for Hu Sui to protect himself.

At the same time, the battle on the roof was over, and the archer naturally resisted in the face of the soldiers who had been slaughtered, but how could the empty bow in his hand withstand the constant slashing of swords? So after a few moves, he was cut off the bow in his hand, and after being stabbed several times, he fell from the roof, and he couldn't get up for a short time.

Below, there were still a few soldiers waiting for him, so as soon as he landed, several steel knives were put on his neck and captured him alive.

A turmoil starts quickly, and it ends slowly. In a matter of moments, both Assassins were captured. Although Hu Sui killed and injured six or seven personal soldiers, fortunately he did not have any injuries, but his face was very unsightly, and his eyes only stayed on the few personal soldiers who died in battle for a while before he spoke: "The bodies of these brothers are all buried alive, and they will be remembered for their death on the battlefield in the future." Their families will also be taken care of in the future. ”

A personal soldier beside him hurriedly agreed and kept the matter in his heart. And Hu Zongbing's words are not finished: "Take down everyone here and take them for interrogation." His gaze swept over the faces of the frightened and trembling pedestrians around him: "But if there is resistance, it will not matter if you kill!" After saying this, he remounted his horse and motioned to some of the others to continue with him to the North Gate barracks.

With years of experience in life and death, Hu Sui easily felt that there must be assassins' accomplices among the people on the side. Because the assassin was able to kill himself just now, it was because of the riots of these people, so just in case, he naturally had to investigate. However, now that the security problem has been resolved, it is inevitable to go to the barracks to inspect it.

Especially, when he was finally convinced that the Tartars were really going to attack Da, some preparations could not be sloppy. Being assassinated this time made Hu Sui completely believe the news sent by Lu Jin, and he was grateful to Lu Jin. If it hadn't been for the warning from the night before, I wouldn't have been wary just now, and if I had really hurried according to my old habits, I might have been killed by the sudden arrow.

Therefore, this matter must not be underestimated, and it must be dealt with with 180 percent caution and prudence. When Hu Sui continued to ride forward, he had already made such a decision in his mind!

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Indeed, the Mongol invasion has begun.

Although the weather was bad, the north wind was bitter, the temperature was extremely low, and the ground was covered with knee-deep snow, a coalition army led by the Yates still managed to drive the horses and drive the road, and advanced to the south of the Ming Dynasty.

Because of the heavy snow, in order to preserve the horsepower, except for a few people of noble status, the other Mongolian cavalry chose to lead the horse on foot and drove slowly on the road. Because they knew that they still had a lot of time, as long as they reached Datong City before the Chinese New Year's Eve of the Han people, it was enough to launch a desperate attack on that fortified city.

However, they still underestimated the impact of the environment on them, and after a few days of travel, both men and horses showed tired looks. Obviously, before they arrived in Datong and launched an attack, they had to leave some time for themselves to rest and recuperate, otherwise it would not be easy to break through Datong.

Qiermu was thinking in his heart, but his eyes looked into the distance. At this time, all he saw was a white expanse. This is already the junction of the grassland and the Central Plains, but because of decades of habit, the Ming army did not set up any beacon points such as fortresses here.

"Half a day's journey, we're going to encounter their first outpost." Seeing Qiermu's gaze looking ahead, Brother Zidamu, a henchman who knew his intentions, hurriedly explained: "It's already afternoon, why don't you send someone to steal that outpost immediately after dark?" ”

"Of course, at least until we get close to Datong City for thirty miles, we must not let the Ming army in the city know our whereabouts." Qiermu said, frowning again: "Hasn't there been any news from Kantel?" Has the action in Datong City become a success? ”

This time, Brother Zidamu could only shake his head helplessly: "There is no news yet." If something happens to Kantor, even if they do succeed, the news will not come quickly. ”

"Hmph, even so, we can still win Datong!" Qiermu clenched his fists, as if telling those cronies around him, as if telling himself that he had come to such a sentence. Then, he pointed his horsewhip forward and shouted: "Continue on our way, we will arrive in Datong City within three days!" ”

With his command, the spirit of the warriors was lifted again, and the pace of progress was three points faster than before. And after another journey, as the sky grew dark, a cavalry team of more than 100 people rushed away from the brigade and rushed towards the south, and they were naturally ordered to go to uproot the elite of the Ming army's fortified outpost in front.

With their departure, the Mongolian team finally came to a halt for a while, and many began to set up improvised tents, while others looked around for dead branches and grass that could be ignited, and they naturally planned to spend the night here.

Night soon fell on the pure white snowfield, and several bonfires were lit, reflecting the starlight in the sky. But all this was not so romantic in the eyes of the sleeping Meng, because the number of bonfires was so small that they could only crowd around the fire with a few hundred people, taking that little bit of warmth, and at the same time chewing on dry and cold dried meat in their mouths, and even the mare's milk wine was cold.

Only by thinking about the harvest after the capture of Datong, the mountain-like grain, the smooth silk, and the Han women there can make their spirits lift a little, so that they do not lose the motivation to continue to move forward.

Only a few tribal leaders can hide in their tents at this moment, roast on the fire, and enjoy the golden color of roast lamb, and the warm mare's milk wine. But even so, the faces of these people are not very good, because the situation of coming south this time is really not good.

"I told you that you shouldn't have chosen to attack this winter, because the cold alone was exhausting the soldiers. It makes sense that our steppe tribes have always chosen to use troops against the Central Plains in the spring and autumn seasons. One of the tribal leaders said with some displeasure.

And his words were also recognized by several other people, but Qiermu's face sank: "Of course, the wisdom of the ancestors is correct. However, have you ever thought that once spring comes, the Warats will also take action, and maybe when we go south to attack the Ming Kingdom, our tribesmen on the steppe will also face the attack of the Warats. Before we could even get out, the soldiers and horses of Warat had already slaughtered them. In addition, there is a saying in the Han art of war that it is called attacking unpreparedness, and I think that the defenders of the Ming Kingdom would never have imagined that we would choose to send troops at this time, and their defense must be the most lax at this time. ”

This explanation did make sense, and it also made several other people shut up. Seeing this, Qiermu's face looked a little better: "Don't worry, as long as we are smooth enough, after defeating a few fortress outposts of the Ming Kingdom, our supply will be able to be replenished a lot......"

"That's right, the things in the Ming army are much better than those on our grassland." While many people agree, the color of greed has been revealed in their eyes.

At this moment, the low-hanging curtain was suddenly lifted outside, and a cold wind rushed into the tent, causing the bonfire in the tent to shake. However, Qiermu was not angry, and as soon as he turned around, Brother Zidamu, who rushed in, said, "Is it time for them to come back with the results of the battle?" ”

His words also aroused a burst of anticipation from the others, and they all turned their eyes to him. But as a result, Brother Zidamu shook his head with a serious expression: "Qiermu, this is what I want to say." According to the time reckoning, they should have returned, and even if most of them remained in the outpost, they should have sent someone back to report the news. But now, not even the slightest message has come back. And ......"

"And what?" All the patriarchs were stunned and asked in unison.

"And not only did they not bring back the news, but there was no movement in front of them, and even the beacon fire used by the Ming people was not raised, which is really unusual." Brother Zidamu was worried, and said with doubts.