Yang Zhichao followed the Turks for more than ten days, and the injuries on his body had healed, and the good days of the seemingly sick "slave" had come to an end.

In the eyes of the Turkic aristocracy, the status of slaves was not much different from that of cattle, sheep and horses. Strong slaves can be cavalry in wartime and can serve as labor in peacetime, so they are quite popular, which is why the commander of the thousand can generously take in Yang Zhi. In the past few days, people have gradually begun to call him around, and he will pick up the horsewhip and whip him over after a little slow reaction. Yang Zhiqiang endured it for another two days, and felt that his mental and physical strength had recovered to ninety percent of its original level, and it was time to disappear.

This group of Turks was a subordinate of Zarhan, the king of Zuoxian, and was originally going in the direction of the royal court of Saiyin Shanda to join the rest of the tribesmen. Dharamza Dagade is about 800 miles from Sainsanda and is nearly half of the way through. At the end of the night, Yang Zhi quietly set fire to two tents, and stabbed the horses on the buttocks of the two horses a few times, startling the horses, and then took advantage of the chaos to seize the horses and fled, quickly disappearing into the vast night.

Beat the horses and gallop until the sky is bright, and a small river appears in front of them. Yang Zhi's nerves collapsed tightly for more than half a month, and he didn't even sleep for a moment. At this time, I was able to regain my freedom like an eagle out of the cage, lying in the soft grass and looking up at the white clouds and blue sky, feeling indescribably relaxed.

Lying comfortably for a long time, he got up and went to the river to wash his face, wiped the water droplets on his face and took a photo of the river, and was suddenly startled, and then couldn't help but laugh dumbly: the reflection in the river was dirty and sloppy, unkempt and stubble. It's clearly a wandering Turkic wanderer, where is he still a little bit close to the handsome Yang Zhi in front of him?

Thinking of this period of time, I was walking on the tightrope on the edge of life and death, and I didn't bother to wash for more than half a month, and I couldn't help but feel nauseous for a while, and I felt more and more sour and itchy. Anyway, there is no one in the four fields, so I went down to the river and took a quick bath and cleaned up a little, which made me feel like a little human. At this time, no one can identify him as Yang Zhi, and I believe that no one can do anything to him. So he went to hunt two more fat hares, washed his dirty clothes, set up a fire and baked a hearty lunch while drying his clothes.

Although the vast desert is sparsely populated, there must be human traces where there are aquatic plants. Before Yang Zhi's clothes were dry, a dozen or so Turks driving ox carts stopped in the distance, men, women, and children, who seemed to be planning to camp nearby. Yang Zhi's current image is quite strong, with a cape exuding bare shoulders, and strands of strong muscles are covered with scars. The Turks were only pointing at him from afar, not near.

The Turks in front of him were no threat to Yang Zhi, he had pretended to be dumb for more than ten days, and he was about to get sick. Speak a half-baked Turkic language to talk to them, and have the right to relieve boredom and practice speaking "foreign language".

Since then, almost every day, he will encounter small groups of Turks with varying numbers of people, and Yang Zhi will come forward to talk to him in the style of a desert ranger. The Turkic lands are vast and there are many tribes with different accents. After walking all the way to the east for six or seven days without hurrying, no matter how much he looks or accents, no one will doubt that Yang Zhi is not a Turk. The benefits of talking to the Turks are not only to improve their spoken language, but also to learn sporadic information.

Saiyin Shanda was originally a stronghold of the Turks in the Gobi Oasis, but it was gradually built into a fortress after the Northern Yan began to pay tribute to the Turks 20 years ago, and in recent years it has actually become the summer residence of the Turkic khans.

The Turks had nothing to gain in the war between last winter and this spring and the Great Xia, so they intensified their exploitation of the Northern Yan. In order to appease the nobles of the tribes, the Khan of Tuodu had to be generous to others and cut their flesh and summoned them to the royal court to receive the reward of the Northern Yan tribute. This is also the reason why the Turks that Yang Zhi met along the way all gathered in the direction of the royal court.

When Yang Zhi arrived at Saiyin Shanda, it was already the early summer in the middle of May of the twenty-fifth year of Wucheng in the Xia calendar.

Although more than 100,000 Turkic tribes who came to the Hajj were gathered outside the royal court, there were 20,000 troops stationed in the southwest direction of the border with Bactria and only 1,000 people in the southeast direction of the border with Northern Yan. In recent years, Northern Yan has been beaten out of breath by the 100,000 army led by the third prince of Great Xia, King Kang, Zhao Dang, if it were not for the Turks stabbing in Shuofang from time to time, Northern Yan may have been included in the territory of Great Xia, otherwise the deployment would not be so sloppy.

Although the security of the Turkic royal court was far less elaborate and strict than that of the Imperial Palace of the Central Plains Dynasty, it was not a vegetable market that allowed people to enter and leave freely. The current Yang Zhizha is an inconspicuous Turkic wandering warrior in the crowd, and there is no need to change his appearance, he swaggers around the neighborhood all day, but he has never been able to get close.

It's just that the professional habits he developed in his previous life made him have a small unexpected discovery: there is also a group of Turks who seem to be well-fed and have nothing to do, and have been wandering around the royal court. The Turkic man led by him had a sallow face and a thin body, and he appeared in Yang Zhi's sight five times a day, even if he wanted to, it was difficult for him not to pay attention.

But this person obviously had no interest in the Khan's dormitory, and rarely took his eyes off the silver-roofed tent next to it. -- It was the sleeping tent of Tsarkhan, the younger brother of the Khan of Todu, the king of Zuoxian. What exactly do these Turks want to do? But Yang Zhi was only curious, because the purpose of his rush to the royal court was not to study this group of Turks.

Camouflage reconnaissance was originally Yang Zhi's strongest point, and it was not difficult for him to sneak into the palace of the Khan of the royal court that night to find out the terrain and the number of guards. The next day, he left the royal court far away and found a quiet place to sleep with his head covered. The situation of the Khan's dormitory has been clarified, and the escape route of detouring to the southeast direction of the empty defense and returning to Great Xia has also been determined, which is to recharge and wait for dark.

When it comes to hidden assassinations, Yang Zhi is definitely a well-deserved professional. The time period between 1 and 2 a.m. is the most sleepy and sleepy time for normal people. It wasn't until the middle of the night that he sneaked into the royal court in a hurry.

When touching the vicinity of the Khan's dormitory, Saiyin Shanda was still as peaceful as usual in the night, and no one would have expected that this was a night that would bring about a radical change in the entire Turkic Terticity. He was quite confident in this significant assassination, and even had a little pride: after the silent killing of the Tudu Khan, as long as the Turks did not notice it within ten minutes, it was enough for him to retreat calmly. …… Do you want to be like Wu Song in the Mandarin Duck Tower, arrogantly write "Murderer Yang Zhi is also"?

Just as he was about to enter the palace to make a move, a familiar burning heat suddenly rose in his chest. Immediately looked around vigilantly, only to see a few rockets shot from the silver-topped tent of King Zuoxian!

The Turks were not yet accustomed to sedentary life, and naturally they did not pay much attention to building houses. The Khan's dormitory, called the palace, is actually a few simple and crude tall wooden houses connected together. At least twenty or thirty rockets were fired one after another, and the shafts of the arrows were wrapped in strips of cloth soaked in grease, and they were nailed to the wooden walls and roofs of the dormitory, and in the blink of an eye a raging fire ignited. The light of the fire and the frightened shouts of the night guards immediately turned the Khan's chamber into the center of a huge vortex, attracting all the Turks around the court who had suddenly woken up!

This is obviously someone deliberately setting fire, Yang Zhi was so angry that he secretly scolded: Could it be that the Khan of Tuodu will honestly stay in it and let you burn it? Which idiot did this good thing? Wait until Lao Tzu kills Tuo Du and then set fire to you, will you die?