The two Mongolian sergeants beside Nai Yan also swallowed their saliva, and after Nai Yan walked away, the older sergeant said hatefully: "Grandma's, every time I grab the best goods first, and I will leave some big road goods for us." ”

The shorter sergeant, who was a little younger, chimed in, "Isn't it?" Two white and tender women, why don't you share one of us, really. As they spoke, one took up one of the women and went to his tent, while the others were tied up in a string and led to the sheepfold on the east side, and locked up.

There was a rough roar from Naiyan's tent, as if it were not from a human, and the woman's screams began to grow louder, and gradually disappeared, leaving only Naiyan's wild laughter, and the rough roar of the half-human, half-beast, which continued to appear.

After a while, the noise in the tent gradually stopped, and Nai Yan, topless, with only a piece of animal skin robe tied around his waist, walked out and shouted, "Bring the wine!"

Among the two sergeants just now, the shorter one who was guarding the women in the sheepfold, after seeing Nai Yan come out, she had a smile on her face, and directly picked up a big bag of wine and ran over, with a wicked smile on her face: "Brother Nai Yan, it's cool." Nai Yan took the wine bag, without saying a word, turned back to the tent, waved his hand, and motioned for the short sergeant to take care of himself.

The short sergeant looked at Nai Yan's back, smacked on the ground, and scolded secretly: "Grandma is a bear,-women are still putting on this score, beware of biting off that job for women one day!"

After Nai Yan entered the tent, he looked at the red-lipped woman who was digging a hole in the ground. and the body of Nai Yan, who was already lying on the ground and had his lower body cut off by Qi Gen, laughed in a low voice: "How long will it take?" ”

The red-lipped woman has changed into a tight night dress. The whole face is covered with a black cloth hood that only shows two eyes and one lip, and even the cupola tail is wrapped in this hood, isn't it Feng Wu? At this moment, she was holding the parting sword, quietly digging a big pit in the ground, and at this moment, the pit was already half a foot deep.

Feng Wu's mouth began to scream and cry again. But the work in his hand didn't stop at all, and the wolf who was dressed as Nayan just now stood up and walked to the door. While roaring wildly, he held on to the pole that supported the yurt and shook it vigorously, making it seem that the whole yurt was shaking again.

Feng Wu kicked Nayan's corpse into the pit fiercely. Pick at the cut job with the tip of his sword. With a push from the internal force, it shattered into a piece of blood foam and fell on Naiyan's dead face, and then began to pile up the surrounding soil into the pit, stomped it with his feet, and nodded to the wolf.

The moans in Feng Wu's mouth gradually became smaller, and the Heavenly Wolf comprehended and slowly stopped the movements in his hands. The roar in his mouth turned to a thunderous snoring, and gradually became silent. Taking advantage of this, he also changed into a night suit, leaving only two bright eyes outside.

After the wolf and Feng Wu set off from Xuanhua Town that day, because there were no horses, they walked to Datong for three days, and when they arrived, the Mongolian cavalry had left Datong for five days, and they only saw the tragic situation of the Mongolian soldiers burning and killing and plundering all the way, the two saw in their eyes, they were furious, and they could only follow the direction of the Mongolian soldiers, and Qiu Luan's army was about a day away from the Mongolian army, and followed unhurriedly, as if they were sending off the Mongols all the way, and the wolf was so angry that he wanted to kill Qiu Luan.

It wasn't until yesterday that the two arrived near this Tongzhou, and encountered the 5,000 troops in the direction of Baoding who were defeated by the Mongolian army, and the wolf changed into the clothes of the Ming army on the battlefield, and killed more than 100 Mongolian soldiers in a row in the melee, slightly preventing the pursuit of the Mongolian soldiers.

Today, the wolf and Feng Wu agreed on an idea, the battlefield seems to be undesirable, no matter how strong their strength is, they can't defeat thousands of troops, it seems that there is only one option to blend into the barracks and take the opportunity to assassinate important enemy figures.

Feng Wu deliberately dressed himself and the wolf in white and tender, in order to attract the attention of the enemy army, so as to facilitate the action, just now this plan really worked, after the two entered the tent, they suddenly burst out, killed Nai Yan, Feng Wu will speak Mongolian, taught the wolf a sentence to bring wine, let him go out to get wine, by the way, in order to stabilize the sentry guard outside, now like this, there should be no one in the account all night, and the night, is the best friend of the two.

Feng Wu sat back in the yurt and began to write on the ground, the wolf walked over, squatted on the ground, and saw Feng Wu write: I see that the defense in the Mongolian camp is now lax, and we can act very conveniently, but here is dozens of miles away, and we are afraid that it will be difficult to find the location of Altan Khan's big tent.

The cold light in the wolf's eyes flashed: These Mongolian Tartars of the dog day do all kinds of evil, even if we can't find Altan Khan, we will simply let go here and kill for a while, and then set fire, no matter what, we can kill hundreds of Tartars.

Feng Wu shook his head: It's a pleasure to do this, but I'm afraid that it will hurt the people nearby, now the official army doesn't dare to go out of the city to face the battle, and it will take time for the collection of the Qinwang divisions from all over the country, you and I can't act rashly at this time, Sky Wolf, I'm a woman, I hate these beasts more than you, but now, it's really not the time to be rash.

The wolf thought for a while, and wrote on the ground: whether we set fire to it today or not, whether it is a night attack or not, the Mongols will not stop, and the people nearby will still suffer, we will still follow the original plan tonight, if we can find Altan Khan, we will kill him, and as soon as the Great Khan dies, the Mongol soldiers can only retreat, and even the Mongols without a leader, we can still find a way to eliminate him, but if we can't find him overnight, we can't go back empty-handed, at least kill hundreds of Tartars, and then rescue a group of women, we can still do it.

Feng Wu sighed: Okay, I'll listen to you. After tonight's trip, we want to sneak in in the future, but I'm afraid it won't be easy, and if you want to spy on the military at that time, I'm afraid it's not convenient.

The wolf's eyes were blazing, and his fingers were like the wind: I'll talk about it later, and now I can't be indifferent to the evil I see, by the way, why did you just learn the screams of those women so likely? Even the sound of the tartar can be learned, and I am not as good as you as a man.

Feng Wu's face seemed to be red through the black cloth, and he took a sip lightly, and wrote: I have undergone special training, including brothels, and I have brought them all, just to listen to these beautiful sounds, wolf, you yourself are a big man, why don't you even understand this, and you want me to learn the Tartar ghost cry. As she spoke, she covered her mouth with a black cloth over her seductive red lips, apparently ready to go.

Sky Wolf smiled slightly: It seems that I brought you this time, it's really right. Let's go, I'll take care of the rest.

Feng Wu shook her head gently: "It's the opposite, I brought you." She smiled and smoothed the words on the ground with her feet, put her sword into the sheath, turned around and made a slight opening in the corner of the tent, and her body flashed like a civet cat, and then she burrowed into the vast night.

The wolf followed Feng Wu out of the tent, there were not many Mongolian sentries in the camp still on guard, and the shaking of most of the tents had already ended, and most of these Mongolian soldiers were also tired of tossing, one by one, and the whole camp was full of snoring.

The two of them sneaked all the way, and for a master like them, if a patrol sergeant passed by within a hundred steps, they would hear it clearly, and then quickly hide in the dark night, and ordinary soldiers who didn't know martial arts couldn't detect it at all.

In this way, the two of them searched around in the camp, passing through six or seven camps, all of which were ordinary military camps, and there was not even a decent general's camp tent, both of them were a little deflated, and the wolf looked up at the second quarter moon that had begun to run to the east, and said in a low voice: "It's too late, find another half an hour, if it doesn't work, set fire to kill the tartars, I'm afraid it will be too late to delay the time." ”

At that moment, there was a commotion in the distance, and the sentinels were asking questions in Mongolian from afar, as a fiery dragon began to move towards the camp. (To be continued......)