Gu Yunkang watched coldly, and from time to time asked for some news from others—where Ansu Khan was stationed, where his other sons were, how was Artubu's injury, and where did Adumu master this secret passage that could penetrate directly into the north in winter.

After inquiring a lot, or walking around a lot in A Dumu's camp, Gu Yunkang also had some understanding of the character of this third son.

Bold, open-minded, not a straw bag, but Dumu is also arrogant.

With a person like Ah Dumu, even if Ansu Khan was ill at that time, it was impossible for Atubu to get the tiger talisman unknowingly and let thousands of cavalry leave the grassland.

The strange and meaningless sneak attack on Yumen Pass in the eyes of the Gu family, from the perspective of the Beidi royal family, was just a calculation by his brothers.

It was probably Ah Dumu who counted him, maybe it was the other brothers, and everyone stared at Ansu Khan's chair.

Gu Yunkang had already mastered a lot of information, and he also used his memories to escape and talk to some soldiers to re-determine the situation along the secret passage.

He is now seventy percent sure of returning to the Northland, and he is also about being sure of bringing the imperial soldiers here, but he can't leave yet.

He can't just disappear from here for no apparent reason.

Don't look at Ah Dumu eating and drinking all day long, how many people are in the camp, and how to patrol and arrange every day, he doesn't know in a daze, but Ah Dumu is a person with a lot of eyes.

Gu Yunkang disappeared without warning, and these "friends" of his would definitely look for him and report to him.

Layer after layer, in case it reaches Ah Dumu's ears......

Ah Dumu may have heard it and forgotten it, perhaps, his suspicion will push him to question.

Once he thought of the spy layer......

Ah Dumu moved the camp away from here, found another place to set up camp, or let people destroy the barren rocks and some conspicuous reference signs along the secret passage, then when Gu Yunkang led the army to rush over, not to mention the success of the surprise attack, it was already a great luck not to get lost in the desert grassland.

Even if they arrived here, how would they rush into battle if they couldn't find Adumu's camp?

There is only one chance, and there is only one life, even if he is not rare in his own life, he also needs to rare the lives of his brothers and soldiers.

Gu Yunkang couldn't afford to gamble at all.

What he thinks about every day now is how to leave here openly and without making people doubt his origins.

The few people who ate wine on the side were already drunk, one was calling the mother-in-law's name, one was scolding Shangfeng for having nothing to do, and the other was drunk and crying, the girl he wanted Hasna entered the big tent tonight, and was lying in the arms of A Dumu at this time.

Gu Yunkang threw down the wine bowl and shook his head to make himself clearer.

He stood up and walked to the big tent, the people inside were already drunk, Gu Yunkang stood behind the tent and listened to the drunken words inside.

After all, what is said at this time is the most true.

Even bragging.

Gu Yunkang listened to it for a long time, and knew a few things about the friction between the tribes, and just as he wanted to press his steps and leave, he heard A Dumu's voice.

Dumu's interest was high, he was clearly drunk, and after receiving countless flatteries, he laughed and attributed his success to "Destiny".

If it weren't for the two guides falling from the sky, how would he have known that there was such a secret path to victory?

The guide appeared on his own almost two years ago, and he looked like he was from the Central Plains, but Di was very fluent.

Of course, Dumu would not trust strangers, but the two of them were very eloquent, and gave him a few ideas that made Ansu Khan change his opinion of him.

Therefore, when the guide pointed out that there was such a road, A Dumu did not refuse, he asked a few cronies to follow the guide back and forth several times, all of which passed smoothly, and walked twice when the heavy snow closed the border, and it was still smooth.

This convinced him that this was a gift from God.

As for how to conquer the Northland, the guides said it was another gift from the true God.

After thinking about it for a long time, Ah Dumu finally decided to give it a go and firmly hold the gift of the true god in his hand.

It was not an easy task to convince Ansu Khan, and in order to convince Ansu Khan that it was God's will, Adumu believed the guide's words - winter would come early this year.

Snow began to fall on the grasslands, much earlier than usual, as the guides said.

Ansu Khan also moved, and after Ah Dumu struggled to agitate many times, let Duhu lead the troops to set off.

Sure enough, there was a big victory.

Two big cities and a mountain pass pass were powerless in front of them, and the Gu family, a sworn enemy for several generations, suffered heavy casualties.

Dumu didn't know how this victory came about, he only believed that the true God was on his side and smiled at him the most.

Even if the two guides did not return from the mountain pass alive in the end, in Ah Dumu's opinion, they had completed the mission assigned by the true god and went back to serve the true god.

And he is a single tree, and the future is bright.

The drunken A Dumu spoke wildly, and Gu Yunkang, who was outside the tent, listened without changing his face.

After being here for a long time, Gu Yunkang knew that in order to integrate into these people, he couldn't show a trace of anger when they insulted the Gu family and the defenders of the northern border, he had to hide all his emotions.

Even if Di Ren said something mocking the Gu family defenders in front of him, he would laugh with them, scold with them, and go crazy with them.

He wants to live like a real Beidi man.

He spoke Di all day long, and the people who passed by left and right were Di people, and he ate and drank with them, but he always remembered in his heart that he was Han and he was Gu Jiaerlang.

Like the bright stars he saw when he looked up, they were leading him home.

He really wanted to go home, too.

When the night passed, there was a hint of fish belly white on the horizon, the campfire was burned out, and the people who had been drunk all night had not yet woken up.

Gu Yunkang sat back in the distance, leaned on the tent with his back, sat and slept for a while, and when he opened his eyes again, the three people also woke up one after another, rubbing their heads and staggering to stand up.

He stood up too, as if he had been here all night and hadn't taken a step.

In a camp, most of them are drunks, after all, even A Dumu doesn't care about the people below to eat and drink, who will not indulge?

When I woke up early in the morning, I was stumbling, and it was inevitable that there would be scolding.

Suddenly, several Di people on the edge of the big tent froze, and there was no scolding, and after a while, they returned to normal.

Gu Yunkang also glanced at the big tent, and after a few people, he didn't see it, and soon, someone inquired, and he knew the answer - Hasna is dead, covered in bruises, and died in a miserable state.

Beside him, Batu, the Diren man who loved Hasna, clenched his fists and his eyes cracked.

Gu Yunkang tilted his head and said, "That's Ah Dumu, the third son of our great khan." ”

Batu's teeth chattered.

Gu Yunkang said again: "He will also be our future Khan." ”

Batu left without saying a word, and as he passed a burning fire, he raised his kick and kicked over a field of charcoal.