In the midday sun, the ground was steaming. A group of food scouts walked weakly on the road north.

They were the last of the 10,000 Khwarazm mercenaries and 10,000 militia sent by Khwarazid to protect the last of the 10,000 Khwarazid scouts who had set out from the Central Cao State to rob Butana, and to the city of Talas.

The middle of summer in the river, like many places, is very hot. Especially at noon, the sun seems to be able to scorch people. Such an hour was not suitable for marching, but Posilin gave a death order to rush to the city of Talas as soon as possible. These Khorasan religious warriors regarded the Khorasan Warriors almost as gods, and with their religious fanaticism, they did not dare to slack off even if they did not want to.

However, although they conscientiously carried out the orders of the Poselin without complaint, the body did not lie. After marching in the sun for so long, each of them is now wet and unspeakably uncomfortable. The same is true of the war horse under the crotch, snorting and panting.

Not daring to resent and Posilin, they kept cursing the Anxi army in their hearts.

These damned Anthy dog thieves are not good to stay in Anthy, but they are going to run to fight for their land in the river. They had to march at noon, and they had to patrol everywhere.

Especially the deputy envoy of Anxi Jiedu, it is even more hateful. It is said that he was praised as Suo Shiyang by those people of the Nine Kingdoms of Zhaowu, and now the hearts of those people of the Nine Kingdoms of Zhaowu in the camp are fluctuating, as if they are about to break out at any time. This also made it necessary for the Emir of Hepolilin to be vigilant at all times in the camp, and to hear from their guards that the Emir had slept only a short time every day for the past few days, and that he was now much haggard and old.

Hmph, if it weren't for the imminent war, we would have to take these wall grasses at once, and make them tremble under the spears and scimitars of the Khorasan warriors, as they did last year, and not dare to have any dissent. Wait, wait until we defeat the Anxi army and kill what you call Soshyang, the deputy envoy of the bullshit Anxi Jiedu. You know that there is only one god in this world, and that is Hu Da; There is only one savior, and that is Poselin.

They thought about it with hatred, and then they felt a lot more comfortable in their hearts. At that moment, there was a sound of horses' hooves behind them, and several scouts turned around to see a black-clad Arab riding a very tall Arabian horse, galloping towards them.

Several scouts looked at each other and smiled, this must be to convey emergency military information, and it is estimated that the Anxi division has made some moves. The three scouts turned around and accosted him, wanting to ask what important military information it was, so that he galloped almost at full speed without sparing any horsepower. Such a good Arabian war horse is used as a stagecoach, and it is a pity to run to death in this way of running.

A hundred paces away, a Khorasan scout began to wave vigorously and shouted in Persian: "What kind of emergency military situation is willing to use such a good horse?" ”

Unexpectedly, the man was quite arrogant, completely ignoring their questions, and a gust of wind swept through everyone. It was only at this time that the scouts felt that something was wrong, and they finally saw that the horse that the man was riding was too good, even better than their general. And there was more than one, and the man had two bolted behind his saddle, one was an Arabian horse comparable to it, and the other was a sweaty horse, which was extremely tall, and his whole body was red like a flame, and his neck was sweaty, shining in the sun.

This team of scouts were all stunned, how could such a good war horse be used to transmit messages? How could a person who could ride such a horse be a nobody, and who was this person?

"Stop! Who are you? The captain of the scout shouted loudly, and he was about to chase after him.

As soon as he finished speaking, the black-clothed Arab suddenly turned around, raised his eyebrows, and his eyes showed an expression that seemed to be joking. Then he raised his bow, and before everyone could react, three feathered arrows flew over, and in the blink of an eye, the captain and the two scouts fell from their horses with their throats clutched.

A scout who had seen Xiao Qu's illness immediately reacted and shouted: "He is the deputy envoy of Anxi Jiedu!" I know his bloody horse! Chase! ”

The scout was right, this "Arab" dressed in black was Xiao Quai, and in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he deliberately disguised himself as an Arab, wearing a black dress and covering his face with a turban. However, his inability to speak Sogdian and Persian, his weakness, and the fact that he had three horses that were too good betrayed him.

However, fortunately, these three horses were rare horses, and the ordinary scouts and great cavalry could not catch up with him. And he has excellent sight and hearing, and can spot enemies in front of him from a distance. When there are people, they run faster and pass quickly, and when there are no people, they run a little slower, and when the horses can't support it, they get off the horse and feed them some salt and sugar water, and then change to a horse. In this way, there were no obstacles along the way, and in less than half a day, I ran more than 200 miles, and according to what Prince Yama said, not far in front should be the Takuzu Castle of Shiguo.

After shooting and killing three scouts, he ran for a short time when he saw tens of thousands of enemy troops marching on the road in front of him. Xiao Quzhi found that more than half of these soldiers were infantry, riding in chariots, and many were riding camels, and the cavalry on war horses seemed to be only 10,000. A few of them looked less like soldiers than farmers, and their weapons were rudimentary.

It seems that he has really let himself out, and has sent almost all the troops that can be sent out there. Now there are not many soldiers who are good at fighting in the Great Food Camp of Robbing Butan, and it seems that in less than four or five days, Duan Xiushi will be able to carry out a strategic counterattack on the Great Food Camp with 6,000 Anxi and Qarlu coalition troops and 20,000 Hezhong Coalition Army. It would be better if the people of the Zhaowu Nine Kingdoms in Samata and other places revolted again.

Maybe by the time he returns to the southern front, the big food camp that robbed Butana has already been breached. However, this also shows that the decisive battle of Talas will be very difficult to fight. For even if the camp of the Putana was breached, and Posilin could still withdraw to Samata and build a fortified city. As long as Ziyad defeats Gao Xianzhi's main force in the main battlefield of Talas, and then returns to the division to quell the rebellion, and Posilin can still win in the end.

Thinking of this, Xiao Quzhi's heart couldn't help but tighten, and he immediately became relieved: Since Bo Xilin wants to gamble, then let's make a bet with you! In another plane, you were no match for the Anxi Army on the frontal battlefield, and in this plane, although you and Posilin have increased their troops a lot, this Anxi Army is also much stronger than in another plane. Tough on the front, you're still not an opponent!

I don't believe it when I'm sick, I'm going over now, and I'm personally guarding the Qarluq mercenaries, with my ability to see and listen to the eight ways, can you and Posilin and Ziyad still succeed in their tricks?