Mo Yan jumped off the camel, took out a bamboo whistle from his arms and put it to his mouth and blew it vigorously, an extremely sharp and strange sound echoed in the empty desert, a brown feather golden eagle spread its wings and flew over, Mo Yan stretched out his arm to hold it steadily.

"It's a golden eagle, and my sister-in-law actually brought it!"

Although Wen Jian saw it for the second time, he couldn't help but marvel.

"Second brother has seen it?"

Wen Ye asked puzzledly, Mo Yan's golden eagle is more precious than his good horse, and there is a specially raised yard that never lets people watch and play, and she is also the manager Li took her to see it once after entering the Hou Mansion.

"Well, last time I shot at Jingshan......

Wen Jian swallowed back half of his words, he thought of the fox skin that Mo Yan sent after shooting and the advice he had given to him that day, he felt that it was better not to mention this matter, in case he leaked his mouth, it would be difficult to bear the consequences.

Wen Jian glanced at Mo Yan weakly, and saw that the expression on his face was faint, and there seemed to be no change, so he was relieved. Bixiao stopped the camel caravan, and everyone got off the camel to rest in place.

"Hello, little golden eagle!"

Wen Ye hurriedly ran over to look at the golden eagle, her eyes were completely attracted by the golden eagle. The golden eagle blinked his eyes and shouted twice at Wen Ye, and Mo Yan took a piece of jerky from his waist and gave it with a hook of the corner of his mouth.

"It loves you."

"Really?"

Wen Ye lowered his head embarrassedly, and Wanzhao pursed his lips and smiled, the first time he met the young lady, he fed it a large piece of meat, of course he would like her.

"Go, find that vulture!"

As soon as Mo Yan finished speaking, the golden eagle spread its wings and flew over the sand dunes, and soon it flew back steadily, carrying a large piece of torn clothes under its claws.

"It's amazing!"

Wanzhao covered her mouth in shock, this combat power is too strong, and neither the spies nor the vultures are its opponents.

"Goo!"

The golden eagle landed precisely on Mo Yan's arm and cried out twice with joy, as if asking for a reward. Mo Yan threw a piece of jerky to it, ripped off the piece of cloth on its paws, looked at it, and reached out to hand it to Wen Jian.

"Hmph, neighboring spies, brother also take a look."

Wen Jian took it in his hand and looked at it carefully, the patterns and silver threads on the fabric were all in the style of Jing Pingguo, and it was indeed a spy from a neighboring country.

"The spies have repeatedly prevented us from entering the desert, and there must be a secret in this. Bixiao, how far is the caravan missing?"

Wen Ye became anxious in his heart, and now the camel caravan has been in the desert for many days, and if he doesn't act, he is afraid that there will be more trouble.

"I can get there before nightfall, but it's too dangerous, so I'll just bring someone there."

Bi Xiao understood her anxiety, but the most important thing now was Wen Ye's safety, the assassination of Shuofang Village, and the peep of the desert vultures all showed that this matter was very unusual.

"Bixiao, how are you ......?"

Wen Ye frowned and pulled Bi Xiao to a place, and said in a low voice, but Bi Xiao interrupted her words.

"Miss, listen to me, your identity is special, in case you are caught by the spies of neighboring countries, how can I explain to the saint."

Wen Ye was silent, she had forgotten that she was the royal Chu clan all these years, if she hadn't encountered the palace civil strife back then, she would have been the noble eldest princess Chu Huanting.

"I listen to you, but they must follow you in the clear sky."

Bi Xiao nodded firmly, as long as she could be sent back safely, she could listen to Wen Ye for other things.

"Okay, I'm sure the little marquis won't let you be in danger."

The two caravans separated and set off again, Moyan escorted Wen Ye back, Bixiao and Qingkong continued to move forward with the caravan, and arrived at the place where the caravan was missing before nightfall.

Bi Xiao ordered to divide into four teams to search around, and after a short time found a hidden cave on the sand dunes to the north, Qing Tian led people to light torches and walked in, and indeed found a lot of caravan things, but no merchants and camels were found.

"Looks like we're a little bit late."

Wen Jian pointed to the messy and clear footprints left on the ground, it seemed that those people had left in a hurry, and the contents of the cave had obviously been almost moved.

"Search!"

Bi Xiao gave the order and began to carefully search for every trace of the cave, and a dark black dirt in the corner aroused her curiosity, she squatted on the ground and reached out to touch it, and put it to her nose to smell it.

"Is it stone grease?"

Bi Xiao looked at Wen Jian in disbelief, stone grease is not an ordinary thing, it is also known as fierce fire oil, it is a dark and shiny watery thing, like grease and paste, burning like a torch, if it is used on the battlefield, it is extremely powerful.

"How could there be such a thing in the desert?"

Wen Jian immediately squatted down to inspect it, and after just one glance, he was sure that the ink-colored thing on the ground was fierce fire oil.

There is a certain output of fierce fire oil in the west of Cangzhou, but the production is not much, mainly for night lighting and lubricating wheels. These grease often gush out of the cracks in the ground, mixed with groundwater, local villagers generally use spoons or feathers, the grease floating on the surface of the water scoop up, the scarcity of grease is generally military, the people are not allowed to use privately.

"Pay attention to your feet, if there is ink grease!"

Bi Xiao quickly gathered everyone to inspect every corner of the cave, and found more traces of stone grease.

"Chief, here!"

"Chief, there's one in the corner over here."

Wen Jian followed Bi Xiao around the cave, frowning and worried.

"It seems that there is a large amount of stone grease stored here, and if you start a war, you will definitely suffer huge casualties."

"Indeed!"

Bi Xiao's eyes were full of fear, the palace fire three years ago burned for three days and three nights, when they rushed from Liangzhou to the capital was shrouded in raging fire and billowing smoke, it was like hell.

"Don't worry, we'll find them."

Wen Jian hugged Bixiao's shoulders, he had never forgotten the fire three years ago, and he had not found out the source of that batch of stone grease until now.

"I'm fine."

Bixiao came back to his senses, his third sister died in that fire, he should be more uncomfortable than himself, but now he comforted her. Wen Jian saw her thoughts, and patted her shoulder with the corner of her mouth.

"It's time for us to go back, it's not something you can handle, we must inform the Youzhou Border Army of the situation here as soon as possible."

Bi Xiao was shocked, she didn't expect the situation to be so serious, it seems that the caravan's disappearance is not accidental, Jing Pingguo must have a bigger conspiracy.

"Has the stone resin been found in the border of Liangzhou?"

Wen Jian shook his head, and the two walked towards the entrance of the cave, and Clear Sky led his subordinates to do the final search.

"No, but I've heard the merchants of Jingping Kingdom say that the deep underground of the desert contains rich resin, but it is difficult to mine it, and if they really come up with a way or make a new discovery, then the peace on the border between the two countries will not last long."

Wen Jian said very surely, he understood the power of this stone grease better than Bi Xiao, and there were precedents for using it on the battlefield in recent years.

"After the stone grease is burned, it can't be extinguished with water at all, it will only become more and more prosperous, and the Cangzhou Zhizhou has used the stone grease to drive away the invaders......

Two years ago, the Japanese invaders took advantage of the night storm to land, and they broke through the city, erected ladders to climb the city walls, and swarmed up in an attempt to win the city in one fell swoop. At the critical moment, someone in the army proposed to use the stone grease fire to attack the Japanese invaders, and the governor of Cangzhou immediately took out the stone grease prepared to supply the court from the treasury and quickly transported it to the border of Cangzhou.

The soldiers who had been defending the city for days were immediately uplifted when they got this thing, and they poured stone grease with hay, only to see the oil and fire meet, and the fire suddenly started. The burning stone grease was sprinkled on the ladder of the wolf, and the ladder immediately caught fire and burned, and the wolf hurriedly poured water to extinguish the fire, but the stone grease burned more violently when it met the water, and the fire spread rapidly, and the wolf and the ladder burned together.

In an instant, there was a sea of fire under the city, and the air was filled with the smell of burnt flesh and skin, and the Japanese robbers fled in all directions, burned to death and burned countless wounds by the flames, and returned defeated, the city gate was safe and sound, and the border of Youzhou was preserved.

After that, the stone grease was called "fierce fire oil", and became the most powerful thermal weapon, and the governor of Cangzhou also let people develop a weapon to store fierce fire oil, called "fierce fire oil tank", which became a sharp weapon in the city defense war and water warfare. The enemy is coming to attack the city

, the defenders can burn it, the water can not be extinguished, the lethality is very great, and the pontoon bridges and warships can be burned in water warfare.

Wen Jian's words made Bixiao shudder, Youzhou is her hometown where she grew up, and the peace of Youzhou was bought by their parents with their lives, and she can't see this place ruined.

"Clear sky, get out of the desert early tomorrow morning and rush to the border barracks!"

A bright moon rose in the night sky, and Wen Ye sat in front of the fire and looked at the boundless yellow sand in the distance.

"Master, Qingtian and Sister Bixiao's martial arts are so good, they will be fine."

Wan Zhao said words of relief on the side, and her heart was also uneasy at this time, but she couldn't show it in front of Wen Ye.

In the past, the "Banshan Pavilion" dealt with the affairs of the four major states, Jing Pingguo and their contact was this time, and the other party actually sent spies to assassinate Wen Ye, and then it was a peep and tracking, which they did not expect.

"Evening light, I'm a little hungry."

Wen Ye smiled slightly, she knew that Wan Zhao was more anxious than her, and she could only support her first, so that neither of them had to hold on, and each other could be more relaxed.

"Okay, I'll go get me something to eat."

After Wan Zhao finished speaking, he got up and left, and after a while, Mo Yan quietly sat next to Wen Ye, handed her the hot baked biscuits, and sat there quietly with her before he spoke.

"Tomorrow the sun rises in the desert, we can't wait any longer."

Wen Ye chewed the baked cake with the dried meat, silent, she knew that she was willful today, she had to stop to rest halfway on the way back, and the comrades who fought side by side had not returned, how could she go back with such peace of mind.

"Mo Lang, you may not understand, they are not just my subordinates, they are more like my siblings."

Mo Yan gently hugged her in his arms, he understood her worries and reluctance, but the most important thing at the moment was Wen Ye's safety.

"I know, but they don't want anything to happen to you."

Mo Yan's embrace and soft relief made Wen Ye slowly calm down, and it felt good to have him by his side.

"Mo Lang is right, listen to your arrangement."

Wen Yewan smiled, although the smile was a little ugly, but it was no longer a sad face.

"Don't worry, I'll keep half of them."

Mo Yan hugged Wen Ye tightly, using the warmth on his body to dispel the cold of the night, and Wen Ye pressed his cheek against his chest with a warm heart.

"Thank you for accommodating me, I ......."

"Say no more thank you."

Mo Yan stretched out his finger to block her mouth, the word "thank you" sounded too raw. She is his wife, and she is willing to do anything for her, and the cage-like capital is out, and now this little thing is nothing.