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Outside the south gate of Huanzhou is the Huanzhou Wharf, which is a river bay about the size of a football field.

The docks looked abandoned for years, there was not a single large boat, and there were only a few stranded sampans on the riverbank. Several Don cavalry rushed over to take a look, and came back to report that they were all rotten ships.

"My lord, there is a mud river estuary ten miles ahead, where fishermen generally fish and live, maybe there are boats there." Ahsan stepped forward and gave a message.

This group of Tuyuhun cavalry was originally a miscellaneous soldier in Huanzhou, and they were very familiar with their own land.

"Well, Ah San, you take twenty people over to have a look, and we will go back and take the team and set off immediately, and meet you at the mouth of the muddy river."

"Yes, sir." Ahsan picked up twenty horsemen, croaked and ran south along the pipe, quickly disappearing into the night sky.

The moonlight tonight was very good, and there was no problem with the horses, and even the ground seemed to be covered with a layer of crystal, and the stars were shining with each other.

Of course, this good weather facilitates the actions of the self, and also the actions of the enemy.

Fighting at night is a common rule in this world, and even if two armies meet, try to avoid fighting.

The black light is blind, and if you really fight, you don't know who is who, and the side with more people may suffer a big loss, especially for the cavalry, fighting at night is simply a joke, a group charge, before rushing into the enemy's ranks, half of their men and horses may have fallen to their deaths.

That being said, no one can say for sure what happened on the battlefield. The scout cavalry sent out did not find any traces of the Khitan cavalry around, and He Ping still felt a little suspenseful in his heart.

Wang Dali was ordered to re-cross the city of Huanzhou, return from the north gate, and return to the brigade that was resting in the same place.

"Your Excellency has an order, continue to set off, and everyone set off."

More than a thousand horses dragged over, and He Ping was already a little impatient waiting at the south gate.

"Accelerate forward, 10 miles ahead."

"Adu, you, get off the horse, let these two little ladies ride on their horses, and you lead the horses away."

"Min'er, don't sleep, if you fall and die, I'll cook and eat you."

"Ah" The two little girls lost their faces, so they had to cheer up and hurry carefully.

The mud estuary is actually the original site of the East Yulin Reservoir built in the 20th century. Of course, the reservoir did not exist at this time.

The originally narrow course of the Sanggan River suddenly became very wide here, turning into a tidal wetland, composed of dozens of small pools or small waterfalls with a drop of only one or two meters, some of which were connected together, and there was a shallow shoal one or two feet deep hidden in the middle, through which people and horses could wade through. In some waterholes, between the pools, there is simply a sandy area with gravel and sand that is just out of the water. This is known as the "subterranean" geological environment.

The river disappeared and became land, and the water walked under the sand and stones, and after a while, it flowed out of the ground again and became a river.

This terrain is very strange and hides the dangers of various sand depressions.

When the team reached the mouth of the mud river, Ahsan ran over.

"My lord, I found more than 20 small sampans that worked, and more than a dozen that were broken and couldn't be used."

The team stopped at the edge of a large pool, and He Ping ordered to rest on the spot for an hour. It was almost midnight, and He Daxian needed to stop and absorb his mental power, and now he couldn't take care of other things for the time being.

In fact, He Ping didn't particularly care about the sampan in his heart. The Sangan River flows from south to north, and they are going south at this time, and if the current is too fast, it is impossible for the sampan to go upstream, but it is just a kind of preparation for danger.

The simple captain's tent had been set up, and He Ping bent down and walked in after patrolling the camp.

Lu Min'er and Lu Chan'er had already made beds and quilts inside. The two girls were probably tired, and before He Ping came in, they were already lying on their backs on the bed, sleeping soundly.

He Daxian ignored them, found a clean piece of ground and sat cross-legged on his legs, and began to meditate.

At midnight (12 o'clock in the middle of the night), the bubbling mind came from the void on time, and a steady stream of fish from He Daxian's heavenly spirit cover fish flowed in, like sweet spring water, flowing through the brain, flowing through the temples, and then flowing down through the major meridians of the body, gurgling and converging to the dantian. He Daxian was very comfortable.

There are only more than 300 points of aura!

This was actually the most time He Ping received mental power, but more than a thousand people only provided three hundred mental power, and he still felt that he had lost a lot.

The team of more than 1,000 people that He Ping just took over today, most of the Tang soldiers, including the captains, obviously did not have a high dependence on and belief in him. Among the more than 300 points of aura, most of them were contributed by the Tang soldiers in the B-shaped team who fought on the golden beach yesterday morning.

It seems that it is still necessary to fight a few more bloody battles to win people's hearts, otherwise the efficiency of these Tang soldiers' mental power contribution is still too low.

A few clatters of horses' hooves rang out several times outside the tent, followed by a few low-pitched conversations.

Lu Min'er was woken up, turned over, and saw He Ping's back at a glance.

"Huh, sir, come in?"

"Make tea."

"Oh, yes, sir." Lu Min'er woke up the cicadas beside her, and the two of them didn't have time to comb their hair, so they quickly climbed out of the tent to boil water.

There were several dismounted cavalrymen outside the tent, Ah Sang and Shan Wu were there, and Shan Wu was biting his ears with Liu Qi, who was guarding the door.

Every night at noon, Master would wake up and meditate and practice, which everyone knew, and Liu Qi would also guard the door on time. When Master is practicing, no one is allowed to disturb him.

Seeing that the two girls came out, Shan Wu hurriedly put aside Liu Qi and stepped forward to ask.

"Sister Min'er, are you awake? There is military intelligence. ”

"Huh? What? Min'er slept in a daze, and she hadn't fully woken up yet, and she was startled when she saw so many people outside the tent.

Before the two girls could figure out what was going on, He Ping had already lifted the tent and walked out.

"What's the matter?"

"Report, my lord, I found three Khitan scouts just now, the small one shot one dead, and two others ran away."

Damn, sure enough, he was discovered by the Khitan scouts.

"How many of you are scouting now?"

"Three people, three miles of reconnaissance."

"Send ten men and reconnoiter ten miles. As soon as you find out, don't fight, come back and report it quickly. ”

After thinking about it, He Ping continued to add:

"Don't alarm the brigade, the brigade continues to rest."

After Shan Wu and the others left, He Ping went to find a few older Huanzhou miscellaneous soldiers, and inquired and learned in detail about the surrounding geomorphological characteristics and geographical environment.

At three o'clock in the morning (three o'clock in the morning), the ten-mile scouts who continued to be dispatched did not find any more enemy information.

He Ping ordered the whole army to set off.

There was no word all the way, and soon after the hour (half past five in the morning), we arrived at the mouth of the West River.

The West Estuary is the confluence of the three rivers, where the Maguan River and the Hui River meet, merge to form the Sanggan River, and then flow all the way north. The terrain here is very similar to the mud river estuary just now, but the area is much larger, all kinds of subterranean quicksand are everywhere, and there are hundreds of large and small waterholes, and more than 1,000 officers and men of Ding Chen's battalion zigzagged around for a while before crossing the Maguan River and stopping and camping on a relatively wide area of subterranean quicksand.

By this time, it was already dark.

This time the camp was not a temporary station, but a defensive camp according to wartime standards. The captains of each team shouted loudly, and all the soldiers were busy arranging according to the layout diagram drawn by He Ping.

By the time everything had subsided, it was seven o'clock in the morning, and it was getting bright.

He Daxian rode on a horse, surrounded by a dozen cavalrymen, slowly inspecting the surrounding situation along the river beach.

On the east bank of the wide Sanggan River, the figures of one Khitan cavalry after another were gradually revealed in the morning fog. These Khitan cavalry circled along the river bank, and then continued to run quickly towards the upper reaches of the Hui River.

The Khitans were looking for a shoal to cross the river.

As the sky became brighter, the Khitan team could see more and more clearly. At a glance, there is a steady stream of silent, like an ink painting in the distance, with a certain strange cruelty in the romance.

"The Khitans have about two thousand horsemen, my lord."