The Wuquan water originating from Yinshan flows quietly, going straight north to confluence with the Mangan water in the southwest of Yunzhong City. The nearby grassland, surrounded by black water, is evergreen all year round in the long desert wind and the song of Xiao Xiao and horses.

Zheng Lai sat silently in front of the bonfire, and couldn't help but feel a little irritable. Ever since he first came out of the goose gate, he faintly felt that something was wrong. Unlike other merchants who received their goods outside the east gate of Yanmen and happily rushed to the clouds, Zheng Lai found that his caravan not only had some more livestock, but also several teenagers, these teenagers dressed in servant clothes looked harmless to humans and animals, but when Zheng Lai was about to raise an objection, a dagger quietly pushed up to his waist, making him swallow what he wanted to say back into his stomach.

Zheng Lai, who accepted his fate, had no choice but to take the caravan on the road slowly, although he found that the traces of the ruts were much deeper, and it was obvious that the goods on the car were much heavier than when they were sent to Yanmen Stopper a few days ago. But under the cold gaze of the leading young man, Zheng Lai sensibly chose not to ask, but let the servants of the caravan receive the goods and slowly left the Yanmen Border Fortress.

Along the way, these teenagers did not cause too much trouble to Zheng Lai, but silently did the work of ordinary servants, as if they originally belonged to a member of the caravan. It's just that they rarely speak, and when the caravan rests, they only get together, take out their own dry food and water, and eat a few quick bites, never eating with the people in the caravan. And the leading teenager has been staying by Zheng Lai's side and never leaving.

The only strange thing is that whenever they encounter a small water source such as a well or pond, they will divide a few people, unload a few clay pots from the car, silently walk to the water source, wash it for a while, and put it back on the car. When they came across a small stream, they would take a few animals that were not part of the caravan and leave the caravan far away, only to return with no trace of the animals.

As time passed, Zheng Lai's caravan gradually lagged behind the other merchants. It wasn't until two days in a row that he didn't find any bonfire marks or rut marks left by the caravan in front of him, that Zheng Lai noticed that the direction of the caravan's walking had shifted, and it seemed to be heading towards the west of the clouds, rather than heading directly towards the clouds like other caravans.

Zheng Lai looked a little angry, and was about to call the guide to reprimand, but was stopped by the leading young man, obviously not wanting him to interfere in the matter. Zheng Lai gave up arguing with him in frustration, because he had already guessed the identity of these teenagers, and they must be people with military status. He can ignore his surname, but the entire family behind him will be buried for his impulse.

It wasn't until noon today, when his caravan was led by his guide to the edge of Wuquan Water, that the leading young man made a formal request to him for the first time and stopped the caravan.

The night was getting deeper, but Zheng Lai had no intention of sleeping, sitting in front of the campfire, and the charcoal ash raised by the wind splashed on his clothes from time to time with sparks, and he could not recall his thoughts.

The sound of horses' hooves in the distance finally woke him up, and looking at the sporadic fires that quickly moved from far to near, he knew that it was the Huns' reconnaissance squad of rangers. Obviously, the servants in the caravan were no longer surprised, except for a few warriors who were in charge of the night vigil and surrounded Zheng Lai, the other servants continued to sleep soundly.

These days into the grassland, almost every day will encounter the Hun rangers, at this time in the clouds in the opening of the forest conference, the Huns are naturally much more tightly guarded than before. Of course, the Huns were not worried that the Han Dynasty would send troops to provoke them, after all, millions of Huns were now gathered in the clouds, and unless the generals of the Han Dynasty were dying, they dared to appear on the grassland with soldiers at this time. These Xiongnu rangers were more responsible for the task of maintaining order, and the fights between the various tribes within the Xiongnu occurred from time to time, especially when the annual Gulin Conference was held, the anger was often a little strong, and people must be sent to take care of it, so as not to break out too big a conflict between the tribes.

Therefore, whenever he encountered the Hun ranger team, Zheng Lai would send some gold, wine and food to each other, and the Hun rangers received benefits, and generally would not embarrass the caravan again. The merchants of the Han Dynasty brought exquisite utensils and food to the Xiongnu nobles, and naturally instructed their subordinates to treat these lovely Han people well.

The Hun rangers approached in an instant, and the leader of the cavalry, dressed as a chief, shouted and led his men to stop near the bonfire. Perhaps in order to show off his equestrian skills, the Huns' long war horse stopped in front of Zheng Lai, and the horse's head was almost directly on Zheng Lai's face. The war horse let out a breath of heat, so frightened that he hurriedly took a few steps back and almost fell to the ground. When the Hun soldiers on the horse saw this, they all laughed, and their faces were full of jokes.

Zheng Lai was helped up by the warriors beside him, but he did not get angry, but asked the warriors around him to leave here far away, so as to show the Huns that he was defenseless. Immediately patted the dust on his body, and with a smile on his face, he summoned a few servants who had hid far away to prepare wine and food for the Hun rangers, and even took out a small bag of gold from his arms and respectfully handed it to the Hun Shi Chang who had turned over and dismounted. The Hun Shi Chang took the bag, weighed it, and smiled with satisfaction. He didn't say anything more, but turned his head and beckoned his men to dismount and enjoy the food and drink that the servants had brought them. The Hun rangers cheered, dismounted, patted their horses' buttocks, and let them go to drink and graze themselves, and then they all ate and drank heavily, and occasionally hummed a few songs of the steppe.

Zheng Lai couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, looked around, but was surprised to find that the leading young man who had been with him for several days had disappeared. When he was full of doubts, he saw the Hun Shi Chang who was eating and drinking in front of him clenched his throat with his hands, his eyes were round, and his eyes almost jumped out of his sockets. Zheng Lai was suddenly frightened and took a few steps back, but saw the Hun suddenly stand up, his mouth grown, his throat let out a roaring sound, and he walked towards him with difficulty. Xiongnu Shichang's face was pale, and dark red blood lines oozed from the corners of his eyes and nostrils, like a ghost.

Just when Zheng Lai was panicking, a black shadow suddenly rushed out of his side, and the cold light flashed, and the hands of the Hun Shi Chang Hoop in the throat were cut off alive, and a deep blood mouth also appeared on his neck, constantly spurting out large strands of blood and splashing on Zheng Lai's body. Zheng Lai was so frightened that he was about to scream, but he felt a sharp pain in his throat, and he immediately fell to the ground and fainted.

Yu Biao looked at Zheng Lai, who was curled up in a ball on the ground, and sighed slightly. As the commander of Yulin Company, he decided to personally lead the team to carry out the task of going deep into the grassland to pollute the water source, which was much more difficult than other teams that only needed to deliver sick livestock, but there was no room for loss, and he could not rest assured that he would hand it over to others.

With his best Yu Lin Wei, disguised as a servant, he followed this caravan transporting pottery into the grassland. Over the past few days, all the small water sources encountered on the road have dumped a large amount of body fluids from the diseased livestock. In the small streams, the carcasses of diseased livestock were also buried, and in order to be on the safe side, Yu Linwei also poured a large amount of blight body fluids on them before killing the diseased livestock.

Now that I'm in this Wuquan Water, the task is complete. Looking around, seeing that the other Yulin guards had already packed up all the Hun rangers and night vigil warriors and servants, and did not even wake up the others who were asleep, he nodded with satisfaction, and waved the special Yulin scimitar in his hand to shake off the blood stained on it.

"Company commander, ...... the rest of the servants?" A Yu Linwei leaned over and asked in a hesitant and low voice.

Yu Biao frowned, and waved his knife with a cold face and made a slashing motion. Yu Linwei nodded, raised his hand and made the same gesture to his companions around him. The Yulin guards then crept into the tents one by one, and in less than a moment, there was an occasional muffled hum in the tent, but there was not much movement, and the Yulin guards gathered back one after another, and collected their knives to recover their lives.

Yu Biao gave a few words to the Yulin guards, and then let them go their separate ways. He took out a small porcelain bottle, smeared the poison in the bottle on the arrowheads of the Huns, and took two Yulin guards to shoot the Hun horses one by one. Later, he led people to dig a large pit in the riverbank, buried all the war horses and Hun clothes, and piled up the corpses of Han Chinese and livestock on it. By the time the Yulin soldiers had disposed of everything, the sky was already a little bright.

In the early morning of the next day, another group of Xiongnu rangers passed through the area, only to see that the ground was full of scattered tents and goods, and the banks of Wuquan Water were full of corpses of Han Chinese and livestock. Seeing this, the leader of the rangers couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "I don't know which unruly bastard, it's just a caravan to rob the Han people, and even killed all the people, obviously because I'm afraid that these Han people will go to the familiar tribal leaders to complain......

Immediately, he beckoned his men to leave the place quickly, lest it be too late to fall on their heads. Although the plundering of the Han Dynasty caravan was not a big deal, it was always punishable. Not even the corpses on the shore were collected, so they left and continued their patrol along the river. Along the way, they would occasionally see a few corpses running down the river, apparently soaked in the water for a long time, a little swollen, and really disgusting. The rangers couldn't help but speed up a little, lest they think of these disgusting things when they eat at night.

At this time, several young men dressed as servants were driving an ox cart with a little tattered pottery, slowly driving towards Yanmensai. On the bumpy ox cart, the pale-faced Zheng Lai was dying, covered with the caravan's flag.

The way back is obviously much faster, occasionally encounter the Hun ranger team check, Yu Biao will cry and mourn the face, in half-baked Hun dialect, dancing to them to describe how to meet the grassland horse thieves, the caravan master was beaten half dead, all the goods were looted, only this tattered ox cart remained, send the old man back to the Han for treatment.

When the Hun rangers saw Zheng Lai, who was dead or alive on the ox cart, and saw that he was indeed covered with a flag given by the Xiongnu nobles to a familiar Han Dynasty merchant, indicating that the merchant was protected by them, they did not embarrass them again. There was even a sympathetic Ranger Leader who gave them some air-dried horse meat, which moved the boys to tears, and they knelt down and kowtowed, which made the Ranger Leader a little overwhelmed.

After a few days, Yu Biao and his party finally returned to the east gate of Yanmensai, and after showing the token, the doorman who received the order of Shangguan early hurriedly welcomed them into the city.

Gongsun He, who rushed to hear the news, patted Yu Biao's shoulder excitedly, and laughed loudly: "You are the latest team to come back, and this mission has finally been successfully completed!" All the brothers have worked hard, and I will ask for credit for you when I go back! ”

He didn't ask about the results of the mission at all, because he knew that if the mission was not completed, these Yulin elites would rather die for their country than come back. And the "head" in his mouth is the crown prince Liu Che, which is the unique code language of the Yulin soldiers.

When Yu Biao and the others heard this, they couldn't help but be full of excitement, and they all gave a military salute and shouted loudly: "For the country's wings!" Such as the prosperity of the forest! ”

Gongsun He's face was solemn, he also stood up straight, returned a military salute, and said loudly: "For the country's wings!" Such as the prosperity of the forest! ”

And the hundreds of Yulin soldiers who followed him also puffed up their chests and saluted in response: "For the country's wings!" Such as the prosperity of the forest! ”

Although there are only more than 100 teenagers, the sound is like thunder on the ground, making people dare not plunder its edge. Zhi on the side nodded slightly, admiring in his heart, but he was so young, but he had such courage, and if he said it in time, he would definitely live up to the name of "the wings of the country".

(Huhu, due to staying up late and working overtime in the company today, there will be an update in the middle of the night, and everyone can watch it when they get up tomorrow morning...... Remember to collect and recommend, it's already on the new book list, (*^__^*) hehe...... ）

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