Before the end of the day, a hundred war horses had arrived in front of the camp gate, and the "law" neighed.

Suddenly, a black horse as black as ink, thick and strong, and a miraculous horse burst out of the herd, and the people who came lightly lifted the reins, and the war horse neighed in the wind, which was Shi Wansui.

Yang Tingfeng rushed to the camp gate, instructed the soldiers to help tie the horses and set up camp, and let Shi Wansui and the horse herdsmen enter the account to rest and eat roast sheep.

Everyone was already short of men and horses, hungry, and smelled roast sheep, and immediately couldn't help but be overjoyed, and followed Shi Wansui one after another.

Yang Tingfeng ordered Bo Xi Zhezhe to build ten snow-white tents to serve as temporary stables for the war horses.

Let Yi Lou Dazang send people up the mountain to cut down a large number of poplar trees and yellow trough bamboo, I don't know what he is for.

After eating and drinking, Yang Tingfeng asked the wrangler to drive the war horse to the tent to rest, and everyone hugged the horse into the tent.

Yang Tingfeng explained a few words to Bo Xi Zhezhe, asked him to send his soldiers to take turns guarding the horses, and discussed with Shi Wansui to find the land of river grass around the camp.

The two men followed the instructions of the map, and walked together for an hour, and a hill appeared in front of them, and they left their horses behind, and walked up to the top of the hill, only to see that to the south of the top of the hill, there was a huge flat valley depression, and the grass was green on all sides, and the flowing water was falling one after another, and in the center of the depression merged into a small river.

Yang Tingfeng nodded and said, "Tomorrow, let's pull the horses and soldiers here for training." ”

Shi Wansui pondered for a moment, hugged his fists and said, "Okay!" ”

Yang Tingfeng frowned and asked, "You seem to have something to say?" ”

Shi Wansui said: "Yes! ”

Yang Tingfeng was silent for a moment, untied a sheepskin bag from his waist, and threw it to Shi Wansui.

Shi Wansui took it, and when he drank it, it turned out to be wine, he didn't ask much, the two of them drank for a while against the mountain wind, and after a while, Shi Wansui suddenly took out twenty taels of silver and handed it to Yang Tingfeng.

Yang Tingfeng was stunned and said strangely: "What, the old aconitum confiscated?" Still is...... Too little? ”

Shi Wansui shook his head and said, "I just explained my intention to lease fifty war horses, but the old black head didn't say anything, just ordered someone to bring a hundred purple horses, and explained a word, let me relay it to you." "After all, the expression is quite strange.

Hearing this, Yang Tingfeng's heart sudden, and when he glanced at him, he saw Shi Wansui's puzzled expression, without pretentiousness, and couldn't help but wonder: "Could it be that our plan .......?"

But he heard Shi Wansui say again: "The old aconite only said that no matter what Captain Yang wants these war horses to do, he doesn't ask, he just ...... Just ......"

"Just what?" Yang Tingfeng blurted out, vaguely guessing the meaning of the old aconitum in his heart.

Shi Wansui's expression changed slightly, and he said, "It's just that after he succeeds, count him in." ”

"Count him in?" Yang Tingfeng showed a frightened look in an instant, muttering to himself, but soon flashed and laughed: "What else?" ”

As soon as the words fell, Shi Wansui's eyes showed a look of awe, and he said solemnly: "There is indeed one more sentence." ”

Yang Tingfeng glanced at him and sighed, "Say it." ”

Shi Wansui said: "These hundred war horses are regarded as a welcome gift for him to join the gang, if Brother Yang succeeds, it will be a benefit for him, if it fails, the cost will be borne by him, and if the war horse has a loss, he will also deal with the aftermath, and he will never trouble us." ”

Yang Tingfeng was silent for a while, staring at the north, his eyes showed a look of admiration, and after a long time, he slowly gave a thumbs up and said, "Brother Shi, this old aconite is really amazing." It's not in vain for you to fight with him. ”

Shi Wansui also sighed: "Yes." ”

The two stood side by side for a while, looking at the Zhiyan Mountain in the distance, the breeze in their ears, and they each thought for a while.

"Let's go!" Yang Tingfeng clapped his hands, went down the mountain with Shi Wansui, jumped on horseback, and continued to tremble, all the way north, until the fish belly on the horizon turned white, the grass gradually became scarce, the wind and sand were strong, the sand dunes stretched, and the ruins of abandoned ancient cities were close in front of them.

Yang Tingfeng looked at the sheepskin map, only to know that this place already belonged to the sphere of influence of the Kazakh Khanate, his cold eyes narrowed, looking at the ruins of the ancient city that were slowly revealed in the wind and sand, and spit out a low sentence in his chapped lips: "Let's go, let's go back!" ”

Shi Wansui sang a promise, and the two patted their horses back, and the mountains along the way, the vegetation of grass and trees, the sand sponge stretched, and the ancient road of yellow sand...... were all re-circled and marked by Yang Tingfeng with a red pen, and many inaccuracies were improved.

When I saw the armored camp gate, the sky was already dark.

Yang Tingfeng looked at it, and saw that outside the camp gate, a large cauldron was hanging from a wooden chain, and firewood was burning underneath, and the fire was booming. Nearby stood a man and a woman, the man was about forty years old, with an eagle nose and high eyes, his eyes looked directly at the boiling water in the pot, cold and expressionless, with a shovel in his hand, constantly stirring, the woman was graceful, although not very beautiful, but also a little beautiful, but also a little posture, just constantly took out the wriggling objects from the sack, chopped them with a knife, and threw them into the pot, and the minced meat was like a mustard seed, turning around in the boiling water of the cauldron, and the stench was unpleasant.

Yang Tingfeng walked forward, opened the sack, and looked closely, only to see that inside the sack, there were some blood-colored centipedes, dark scorpions and a kind of blue lizards, densely intertwined with each other, sticky and foul-smelling, making people dizzy for a while.

Rao is Yang Tingfeng has been in battle for a long time, and he is used to seeing stumps and broken arms, drenched in blood, and he can't help but feel creepy when he sees this scene.

At this time, Mu Yunmo and a few personal soldiers were coming over with a bundle of arrows, and when they saw Yang Tingfeng, they were about to salute, but Yang Tingfeng raised his hand and stopped them.

Mu Yunmo nodded slightly, approached the big iron pot, took out a few arrows, and circled quickly in the pot, and after fishing out, the arrows flashed with blue Yinyin's light, not only giving people an extremely sharp feeling, but also the light was accompanied by a strange fishy smell, which was disgusting!

Yang Tingfeng also took out the arrow and followed. After each arrow spits poison, a mark that has not completely absorbed the toxin will be revealed at the arrow, and it looks like a special imprint totem.

Yang Tingfeng looked at the arrow, the muscles on his face twitched, and he muttered to himself, is this the toxin that seals his throat with blood.......

After returning to the big tent of the Chinese army, Yang Tingfeng gathered the five people involved in the operation again to discuss the date of departure, and after the troops entered the ancient city of Xiliu, he would immediately start the details of the operation.

During this period, Yang Tingfeng selected 20 skillful soldiers, cut down a large number of yellow trough bamboos sent by Yilou Dazang, and used firewood knives to drape them into slender bamboo strips, and according to his method, made four-edged bamboo pipes, and then loaded poisonous arrows into them.

In this regard, Yang Tingfeng's explanation is that in order to adapt to the unique wind and sand of the desert, the arrows were modified.

With the protection of these bamboo tubes, the first half of the arrow's flight can not deviate from the course in the wind and sand cyclone.

In addition, Yang Tingfeng deduced the military calculations as much as possible, simulating all possible situations, as well as the emergency plan under the dangerous situation.

On the night of the scheduled departure date, Yang Tingfeng also deliberately checked the undercarriage.

These include, a nomadic bow, an iron-tire bow, four pots of poisoned arrows, dry food and water, felt hats and turbans, and so on.

There are also hay, black beans, grasses, and pebbles that horses eat.

Of course, in order to reduce the weight as much as possible, he only allowed everyone to wear the carry-on ring sword, and took off the heavy armor, and carried as much food and horse feed as possible.

It wasn't until he couldn't think of any more details that he let everyone disperse to rest.

Everything was carried out in extreme secrecy, and Yang Tingfeng selected the operatives, except for Lao Liangtou and Chen Liang's camp; Shi Wansui, Xiao Wolf, and Mu Yunmo are ready to go.

At night, the bright moon hangs on the horizon like a hook.

There was silence all around, only in the far distance, the occasional neighing of horses, outside the camp gate, five miles, fifty soldiers dressed in Hu clothes had finished the procession, all majestic, murderous, eager to try.

Beside them, more than 100 war horses stretched out their nostrils, spewing white gas, smelling the smell of these warriors, and the hooves under their feet rattled on the ground, as if they were a little uneasy.

According to the standard, everyone can get two horses, and they can rotate at any time.

Finally, the time to set off has arrived.

Yang Tingfeng stood in front of the queue, carrying a thousand machine boxes on his back, wearing a bearded suit, his eyes closed, his hands folded, his lips trembling slightly, I don't know what he was reading.

But everyone could see that he was nervous about the unpredictable fate ahead.

Everyone knows that even after many drills, anything unexpected can happen!

At this moment, I suddenly heard "Ha!" from afar! The sound was like thunder, and everyone was startled and looked back.

Yang Tingfeng slowly opened his eyes and saw a person, slowly coming out of the depths of the darkness, he was holding two black horses in his hands, which were Bo Xi Zhezhe's, and I don't know what method he used to deceive the second horse.

When Shi Wansui saw it, he blurted out: "It's He Ruobi's kid!" ”

After He Ruobi snorted, he didn't speak, but stood at the back of the queue very consciously. Then he rolled his eyes with a rogue expression.

Yang Tingfeng couldn't help but laugh a little, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he grabbed Shi Wansui and stopped him from stepping forward: "That's it, just take him one." ”

As soon as the words fell, Yang Tingfeng lightly jumped on the horse, lowered his body, pointed his whip forward, and said softly: "Let's go!" And they mounted their horses and followed him...... In the distance, on the Zhiyan Mountain, there was a long wolf howl, which was so terrible and strange that even the moonlight seemed to be darkened.

Everyone walked for half a night, the sky was getting white, at a glance, there were mostly places with abundant water and grass, the earth was covered by sparse rivers, the Tibetan antelope with snow-white limbs ran happily from the side, the light and delicate gray rabbit chased on the grass, and the white bark pine in the distance constituted a simple and delicate, solemn mural of the Western Regions.......

In the middle of the day, but I saw that the grass was thinning, and after walking a little further, there were only a few sparse gray grasses left in the sand.

Xiao Wolf saw it clearly, knowing that he was about to arrive at the ancient city of Xiliu, he stepped forward and whispered a few words to Yang Tingfeng.

Yang Tingfeng's eyes flickered, and suddenly his five fingers clenched into fists, and the whole country shouted above his head: "Stop the horse!" ”