Li Kuan stood outside the tent, fidgeting, not knowing what was wrong. In short, deep down I had the feeling that a catastrophe was coming, but I didn't see where the danger would come from.

Cold winds blow from distant Siberia, over the Mongolian plateau, and here. Dry, cold, like this snow-capped prairie. Li Kuan didn't make a sound to wake up the others, so he sat in front of the small camp. Several horses were tethered to the poles of their mallets, which had been stuck in the frozen snow, and they were also digging at the ground in front of them in a restless manner, unable to neigh because of the halters in their mouths. But he was also panting and snorting.

The night was deep, and Li Kuan felt more and more depressed in his heart, so he couldn't sit still, touched the tent next to him, and said in a low voice: "Let's go!" The deep voice woke up Liu Wei, who was sleeping lightly in the tent. Then the rest of the soldiers were also woken up, and they began to wear their armor silently, and the sound of grinding the nails and leaves sounded. Li Kuan waited outside, and the soldiers who were keeping vigil in front were also recalled, preparing to leave the two to watch the horses, and the rest were quietly touching the Turkic camp.

During this time on the grassland, the sky was basically gloomy, without the slightest light of stars and moons, but it was not that he couldn't see his fingers, but it was a little cloudy. This is also a blessing for the snow on the ground. Otherwise, Li Kuan, how could they not use torches to rush in the middle of the night, and the use of torches would undoubtedly be easily exposed.

Li Kuo and his men began to feel towards the Turkic king's tent, and yesterday when it was close to dusk, their soldiers who were exploring the way had already figured out the direction, and now they were just lurking over. Look at the alien royal court that has plagued the Central Plains for decades. And I want to try my luck and see if I can come across that imaginary show. Li Kuan knew that the good scene had not yet begun, because the soldiers who went to reconnoiter reported that the Turkic king's tent was in order. There was not the slightest tension, so Li Kuan concluded that the two had not yet made a move. Otherwise, the Turkic king's account would have been heavily guarded, unlike now, and his own people had touched the truth that was less than ten miles away and still had not been discovered.

It's just that Li Kuan didn't have a good time at all along the way, and that feeling always followed him like a shadow. This feeling made him very uncomfortable, and Li Kuan often explored the surroundings along the way, but found nothing at all. It's as if there is an omnipresent eye staring at him, and whenever he investigates, it quietly hides in the corner of his sight. Even Li Kuan looked up at the dark sky from time to time. As a result, nothing was found, the dark sky was silent, and it was as silent as death.

But it's not without good news. However, the progress bar in Li Kuan's mind was still slowly rising, and the flame flower above his head that only he could see had turned sky blue, and even began to show traces of emerald green. After absorbing for most of the night, Li Kuan didn't know how much oil he had absorbed. Glancing at the progress bar, which was now nearing the end. It's almost over. Moreover, the oil in this underground is distributed in a belt, and it has been walking on the oil belt all the way. So the progress has not stopped, Li Kuan is very surprised that this Turkic king's tent is on this oil belt, he knew that he should have gotten closer yesterday, and this morning he would not have walked so deep and shallow for nearly two hours.

"Lord Captain, it's almost time now, and it will be dawn in the near future, and this time is also the time when people are the most slack. Let's take advantage of this time to get to the edge of the Turkic camp! Liu Wei whispered to Li Kuan. The group put on the snow-white cloak they wore when they set out for the battle, and covered their heads with them. In this way, no one notices when they are quietly approaching in a snowy world.

"No, it's too risky to get too close, let's squat here, it's only two or three miles away from the camp, and it's almost the same when it's close, so it's good to hide here!" Li Kuan was reluctant to come any closer, and his eyes could already see a large black expanse in the distance, where was the felt tent of the Turkic king's tent. There was a faint glow of fire, and it seemed that there were still people patrolling and could not go any further.

A group of thirteen people began to hide, and one by one, the Xuanjia guards did not care about the cold snow on the ground, dug up the snow with both hands, dug a snow pit and buried themselves in it. Li Kuan also did the same, after the snow hole was dug, he drilled into it, but the snow hole he dug was one size bigger than others. Then he hid his exposed head with a cloak and peeked out through the specially set gap. They came here deliberately walking slowly, cleaning up the trails left behind them as they went, which would have exposed them if it hadn't snowed.

Bringing dry food with him, Li Kuan quietly gnawed a little, it was cold and hard, and his teeth hurt. Quietly mixed huàn a white-flour steamed bun, nibbling alone, in this snow pit. It's not that he is independent, but he doesn't dare to give it to these people, they are all people from Li Er's personal guard Xuanjia Guard, and Li Kuan can't trust them. Although Li Er knows these things, what he gives Li Er is all important things, unlike now, where food, clothing, housing and transportation are available, and they are too functional. He chewed white-flour steamed buns in his mouth and wrapped a quilt around his body, although he was in a snow nest, he was no worse than the barracks tent.

Time passed quietly for nearly half an hour, and at three quarters, the darkest hour of the sky arrived, and the sun was ready to rise under the earth's plane. The earth was the darkest and the most gloomy moment, two figures rushed out, thinking that this Turkic king's tent was suddenly attacking, their figures were like a streamer, and like the breeze that passed quietly, from a small breakthrough in the distance, abruptly rushing down, towards the Turkic king's tent where there was still a trace of fire. Both of them were wearing moon-white cloaks, and they looked at it in the background of the snow in the dark night, and if it weren't for the sound of the wind brought by the extreme speed, Li Kuan wouldn't have thought to spot them lightly. Their rapid sprint exposed them, and the Turks guarding the camp gate spotted them, but it was too late. A whistling wind blew through their throats, and a thread of blood flashed out of their throats, and then the big Liuyang Kui was spewed out by a blood-red fountain.

"Jebra, come out, old friend is here!" The two figures rushed into the Turkic king's tent and went directly towards the big camp tent in the center, and the Turkic patrols blocking the way could not stop their footsteps. Li Kuan's eyes were stunned. It's so fierce, these two people, one with bare hands, and the other with two short blades in his hand, are far away and the sky is dark, Li Kuan's sharp eyes can only see these clearly. A figure is only the size of an ant in his eyes now, how can he still see the specifics clearly.

The Turkic camp was blown up by this sentence, countless lights lit up, torches were lit one by one, and a Turkic man rushed out of the tent one by one, holding a scimitar and a longbow, and rushed out with a whoaw scream. However, in the interval between the narrow tents, there were only a dozen or so people who came into contact with these two people, and the rest were blocked by their own people, not to mention archery, only two people, and their skills were extremely high, and the point shooting was useless, and they were all dodged. If you shoot a salvo, it's even more nonsense, because the chance of hurting your own people with so many arrows shot by your own people is much greater than the chance of killing the enemy.

The only way to shoot such a master is the famous marksman in the clan, but these people have gone to the front line. There is no need for these people to be subservient to such a thing as guarding the camp, not to mention that there is also the strongest and most mysterious Taishang of the Turks in this king's tent!

Turkic Taishang, is the first master of the Turks, has supreme authority in the grassland that worships the strong, is the spokesperson of the wolf god passed down from the Turkic population, a superb martial arts in the entire steppe unmatched, even the two khans of Jieli and Tuli have to give him some face, and even because of his existence, Jieli and Tuli rarely encounter assassination. Because as long as the news of their assassination and death comes, this Turkic Taishang will definitely go into hiding, such a master is a great potential threat to the generals, ministers, and monarchs of the hostile countries, as long as they ignore the revenge, they will definitely give the hostile countries a headache, the generals will have their heads removed in the heavily guarded military camps, the ministers of the civil government will die in the official yamen, and the monarch will have to live tremblingly under the shadow of the possibility of assassination at any time. Therefore, there is a concealed master to deter, generally speaking, Jieli and others will not be in danger of life when they go on the expedition, unless this mysterious Taishang dies first.

Now these two mysterious people are obviously looking for this mysterious Taishang, the Tang Dynasty and the Turks are at war, at this time two super masters appeared in the Turkic king's tent, wanting to kill the biggest backer behind the Turks, so that the signing army can capture Jieli alive without any scruples, kill it, and there will be no trouble. The two have obviously worked together for a long time, and their figures leave enough room for each other to play between their ups and downs, and it can even be said that both of them are dismantling each other's gears and threatening to kill.

Li Kuan was attracted, quietly got out of the snow pit, and touched towards the camp, he wanted to see more clearly. As soon as the Lord moved, the rest of the people naturally followed quietly, and only a dozen snow pits remained, and their owners all left.

It should be a mysterious person who broke into the camp, and the whole camp was in chaos, and countless Turks were screaming and scurrying around, waving their scimitars in their hands, and they didn't know if they knew what was going on, but they were screaming fiercely anyway. Li Kuan and the others touched the edge of the camp, the horizontal knives on their waists were slightly unsheathed, and the sharp blades flashed a little cold light. As long as they are discovered, they will rush out, and Liu Wei and others will stand in front of Li Kuan intentionally or unintentionally. (To be continued......)