In the big tent, the old fox Dorunzig was sleepless all night, and the arranged drinking party allowed Dorunzig to see part of Ling Xingyue's strength clearly, on the other hand, it made these honest men under his command revere the prince of the Han people, in Dorunziger's heart, he really didn't know how to calculate whether this was a gain or a loss.

And this Han prince is so strong in kung fu, he can wrestle with Batu Jiri without falling behind, and his body is so fast that the archers can't keep up, which is really a headache. And I don't know what the situation is in the tower.

Is there a silver treasury, and if not, then what is the plan of this prince? If there is a silver vault, then how many garrisons are guarded, and can this little cavalry under his own command be defeated? How many people do you have to take down? Could there be other conspiracies? The feeling of not knowing everything together made Dorrenzig completely sleepless, there were too many questions but no answers, and now only by waiting for Mahal to come back will there be a quasi-letter.

Mahar said goodbye to the big tent on the day of the battle, and took his four soldiers and twelve horses and galloped all the way to the tower of Sata. This place is a place where the mouth of the three rivers meets, and it is also the location of the famous merchant town of Trim Khan, every summer, it becomes the most prosperous place within a radius of 100 miles, the cattle and horses of the grassland, ghee, the utensils of the north, the silk tea of the south, all kinds of spices, and even medicinal materials, will gather here, either in the form of barter, or with the common amount of silver, countless caravans converge together, just for a good summer business.

And to ensure that this kind of commercial activity can be carried out smoothly is the garrison of Sata, the 3,000 border army led by Zhu Liangzhen.

These 3,000 troops, well-equipped and capable of attacking and fighting well, have defeated many steppe forces that coveted the Sata caravan for more than ten years, ensured the prosperity and stability of Trim Khan, and became an undefeated army.

According to Ling Xingyue's description, this unit is not only defending Trim Khan, he also has a special identity, that is, the escort unit of the Northwest Military Pay, and the garrison on the periphery of Trim Khan has a silver treasury, although it is a very inconspicuous small house, but inside it is the final military pay bank in the Northwest.

The four of Mahal, relying on their own horses, horses fast, non-stop, rushed to the tower in one day, but the four people did not enter the Trim Khan, but quietly ambushed on a hill around the tower, quietly carefully discerning and verifying whether there really was really an inconspicuous house and such an important treasury.

Sure enough, the periphery of Trim Khan. There is the garrison of the Tuobian Army, and in the corner of the garrison, a small boxy house attracted the attention of Mahal, according to the map drawn by Ling Xingyue, there is the silver treasury, but how to confirm this, the four of them can not get close to the barracks, nor can they take advantage of the night to investigate, on the surface, it looks like the defense of the Tuobian Army is very lax, in fact, if you look carefully, you will find that it is just an illusion.

Mahar looked at the small gray house from a distance, and was very anxious, if he couldn't be sure that it was the silver vault, the risk of rash attack would be great, and it would be completely worthless. From the bottom of his heart, he didn't believe the Han prince, but he hoped in his heart that what he said was true, in that case, the northwest garrison would naturally be in chaos, and Wara could just wave his army south and regain the glory of the grassland after recovering this Hel. It can be said that this is a battle related to the national fortune of Warat, but in the end, it depends on whether this is really a military salary bank.

Mahar was sent here, there is a point of calculation in his heart, in the Warat army, Mahar has always been known as the eye of the eagle, the unique secret art cultivation in the clan, so that Mahar has a pair of eyes that ordinary people will never have. As long as he was calm, he could see clearly how many dewdrops there were in the grass more than ten miles away, so as soon as the old fox called him, he knew that this was a particularly careful reconnaissance mission.

But Mahar was in a hurry, because the time was very tight, they could stay there for four or five days at most, and they needed to move, after all, the border guards of the Ming Dynasty were not vegetarians, and once the battle was engaged, the elite of Warat would have to face the dilemma of being flanked before and after.

Looking at the house, completely unprotected and in and out, Mahal was anxious but helpless.

Half a day passed like this, the sun was three poles, Mahar and a few people sat on the top of the hill, looking at the military camp and the house opposite, suddenly, Mahal saw, three big wheeled cars made of black wood and metal, slowly approaching the small room, the three cars looked at the silver car, the surrounding soldiers lined up in two rows, guarded, but the three cars did not stay outside, but took the horse into the house, but the house was so small and inconspicuous, there was no way to enter the three cars, But the three cars disappeared into the small house in rows.

Mahal cheered in a low voice, clenched his fists fiercely and waved his hand, and the few people under him didn't understand it very well, and asked:

"Mahal, what's wrong?"

"The Han man is right, this is a secret vault."

"How do you know? We didn't see anything special either! ”

"You saw those three carts and horses?"

"See, aren't they just three ordinary carriages? But we can't see it as clearly as you do, you're the Eye of an Eagle! Hurry up, let's talk about it. ”

"The three cars were camouflaged, and they looked like ordinary trucks, but the load-bearing axles and wheels were all standard silver cars, and the ruts of each car were very deep, and it was such a small house, and the three cars did not delay at all, which showed that the house above it was just a disguise, and in fact the silver vault was underground. Think about it, if this is not a silver vault, then why make such a secret treasury? ”

"So?"

"So what the Han man said is true, this is really a military salary bank, and we have to bring this news back to the general as soon as possible."

As he spoke, the four men retreated from the hillside, silently and swiftly, until they reached an invisible place on the opposite side, and then flew on their horses, and the group galloped away.

The group of people desperately drove the horse to the meeting, but Ling Xingyue in the big tent was the appearance of the old god, he couldn't see a little hurry, his face was indifferent, and his eyes were stable.