"Send scouts, immediately go to the sand camp to pass on the orders of Captain Bendu, and the whole army will advance to the hinterland of the atrium." Liang Fenghou looked around to the left and right, "After the order is transmitted, immediately notify the camps of the nearby departments along the way, and the whole army will march to the desert atrium. Moreover, after the sandstorm passed, he immediately released a flying eagle express message to send a report, ordering all the scouts in the Red Pass to search all parts of the desert, and if they found any trace of the Cana people, they would immediately report it to Lord Wei Shi!"

Heizi immediately raised his head and said urgently, "My lord thinks twice, just one sentence of inference tells the battalions to reorganize the army and start the army, so what should Zuo Ting do? If the guard line is lost, the county towns near the border will be looted, and it will be the lives of hundreds of thousands of people."

"As summer approaches, the desert weather is hot, and the foreign invaders rarely go south to loot. They have plenty of food to worry about." Liu Taijing took out a medicine bottle from his bosom and tinkered, "But just in case, Lord Du Wei can send scouts to pretend to be merchants in the left court to spread the news that the Cana people are attacking the atrium. The riot caused should be enough for Zuo Ting to worry about for a while. After all, the two royal courts are attached to each other, and they must know the reason why their lips are dead and their teeth are cold."

"Good, according to your word." Liang Feng Hou bowed his head, "Except for the messenger, the rest of the people will go with me."

Kuroko was surprised and asked, "Where are you going?"

"We are now between the Sand Camp and the Trap Camp, and our position is closest to the right court." Liang Fenghou's confidence revealed a bit of madness, "If they can hide in the sandstorm and march, I can find them from the sandstorm."

The eagle fluttered its wings and flapped its wings, causing the sand to raise dust, and also making Liang Fenghou's unblinking Danfeng eyes more and more bright.

"If the desert had reached such a state." Liu Taijing fed the pill into the scout's mouth, "The lower officials should return to Chongdu immediately, and the Lord Taiwei will explain the battle clearly."

"You go with the scouts who have returned to the gate." Liang Fenghou rolled his eyes in the crackling sparks, staring at the seriously ill scout, "What's your name?"

The seriously ill scout was propped up and about to speak.

"His name is Jiang Baichuan." Liu Taijing squinted at him with a strong smile, "Son of Yanzhou Mujiang Zimo."

Jiang Baichuan calmed his breath and looked at him intently.

"Things are urgent, Jiang Baichuan is seriously ill and I have no time to take care of him, so he will go back to the customs with you." Liang Fenghou's gaze stayed on Jiang Baichuan for a moment, then he turned around and lifted the curtain, "The rest of you, go."

"Whoa!"

The scouts followed him out of their tents, and marched in unison toward the sandstorm in the night in a raging wind.

Jiang Baichuan was put on the back of a horse, he held the horse's neck and gasped heavily, looked sideways at Liu Taijing and asked, "How does Liu Zuocheng know his identity?"

"When Yanzhou Mu was tried, Liu was in Yanzhou." The wind and sand were too big, and Liu Taijing had to follow the scout and lead the horse on foot, "Liu is fortunate to have met Gongzi in Yanzhou's Fireworks Lane."

Jiang Baichuan frowned and repeated, "Fireworks Alley."

Liu Taijing covered his mouth and nose with steps, only revealing those smiling eyes, he seemed to be curious and said, "Yes, didn't Jiang Gongzi forget? The one who had a good time with his son that day was the left eunuch of Tingwei, Chen Pinggang."

Jiang Baichuan's eyes froze when he heard this, and after a while, he coughed lightly and said with a light smile, "Oh, I remembered, it's true."

Liu Taijing pulled the war horse and said, "Listening to Jiang Gongzi's words tonight, Liu felt very strange."

Jiang Baichuan, who was blown by the wind and sand, trembled a little, he wanted to vomit, and asked casually, "What is strange about Liu Zuocheng?"

Liu Taijing approached him, and the body of the war horse blocked the invading wind and sand, which also made his voice much clearer: "Rumors in Yanzhou say that Jiang Gongzi is dissolute by nature, and he is only obsessed with the wine. Now, according to Liu, there are many flaws in this statement, and it is not true."

Jiang Baichuan lowered his head, leaned closer and asked, "Then according to Liu Zuocheng, who should the little one look like?"

"Wise man." Liu Taijing's eyes were very close, "Insight is subtle, predicting opportunities. I still have a wonder, why are you willing to see Chen Pinggang? If you don't see him, there is no suspicion of conspiracy in Yanzhou, and there is no suspicion of murder."

"Liu Zuocheng is also a smart person." Jiang Baichuan gasped, "You can guess."

"I guess." The drifting sand rain hit Liu Taijing's armor

Clicking, "You're not here to save Yanzhou, you're here to save Yanzhou."

Jiang Baichuan seemed to think it was funny, but he pretended not to understand and raised his voice: "Oh? How so?"

"The world says that Jiang Baichuan is a dissolute prodigal, but Chen Pinggang is irritable and straightforward by nature. He came to you, firstly, for appetite, and secondly, to wait for Jiang Zimo to be sentenced, and hoped that you would take over Yanzhou." Liu Taijing observed his words, "Yanzhou is the ancestral land of the Jiang family, only the Jiang family can serve the public, and you are the only candidate."

Jiang Baichuan nodded and said, "Not bad. But I'm not a Yanzhou pastor now, I'm just a little scout."

"That's where your cleverness comes in." As the wind and sand became smaller, Liu Taijing took off the cloth towel, "Be a person who can't be seen by the world, and do things that can't be seen." Smart people don't let people see that they are smart, and Liu admires his son very much."

Jiang Baichuan coughed a few times and said, "Why don't you boldly say your guess? It's not a gentleman's thing to cower in.

"I will reveal your secrets, and you will reveal mine." Liu Taijing looked at the scout who was leading the horse in front of him, intentionally or unintentionally, "Everyone has to have some secrets of their own, you and I know it, and we can live longer."

The wind and sand had stopped, and the sandstorm was still whistling in the sand in the distance behind them.

"You're smart." Jiang Baichuan looked at the sandstorm behind him, "Then you and I will guess, what do the people of Nagana want?"

Liu Taijing didn't hide it, and said generously, "I don't know. Does Jiang Gongzi know?"

Jiang Baichuan shook his head and said, "I don't know."

The wind and sand blew, and the two looked at each other for a moment, then turned their heads to look at the dark desert behind them.

It's dawn.

The morning light of the desert was dim, and with a gust of wind blowing through the yellow sand, many hands stretched out from the pits of the sand, and the Cana warriors stood up from the yellow sand.

They shook off the sand from their helmets and armor and looked around at their comrades.

The captain of the army, the captain of the Garna, found the bunker where the Burigood and the Jiaohe were, and the yellow sand flowed with the wind, and when he saw that there was no movement below, he crouched down and picked up the accumulated sand pile.

There were two people lying in the pit, and Burigood's skin was bronzed, so at first glance it seemed to be one with the yellow sand. He lay on his side in the sand pit, his arms stretched out and hugged Jiaohe, the two were very close, their faces were against each other, and they were intimate.

"Get up." Captain Cana kicked Burigud, "It's dawn, slave, get up and lead the way!"

The Cana warriors gathered around.

Břigood opened his sleepy eyes, and he seemed to have just woken up from his dream, and then yawned, and then looked sideways at Jiaohe's side, and at the same time the rough palm of his hand touched Jiaohe's forehead.

Feeling the warmth of his palms, Břigood raised his head and said, "I need water."

"Lead the way." The Cana warrior said in jerky Zheng Chinese, "Get up and lead the way, and perhaps I will reward you with precious water."

Burigood stared at the river, and he frowned and said, "He needs water, give me water."

"Obey orders!" Annoyed, Captain Cana drew his dagger and put it against Burigood's neck, "I command you, get up, and lead the way!"

"You kill me, yesterday's sandstorm will come back. When you kill me, you won't be as lucky as last night." Břigood turned his head indifferently, "Give me water, and I'll do your bidding."

The Cana warriors couldn't understand Zheng Guo's words, but they sensed the argument sensitively, and immediately looked at the captain of Cana with a disgraced face.

Captain Cana cursed in Cana in great annoyance, and at the same time ripped off the water bladder from his waist and threw it at Burigud.

Buzhigood disagreed, he held Jiaohe's head, carefully put the water bladder to his lips, and said, "Drink quickly, you need to drink water, or you will die in the desert."

Jiaohe was confused, but he still squirmed and opened his mouth slightly, the sweet water wet his lips covered with dry and dead skin, and the coolness made his breathing gradually steady. But he drank too quickly, then coughed, and then tried to open his eyes.

The pain made my whole body weak and sore, and my shoulders shook unconsciously when the wind blew it.

His sickness was seen by Buriggood

In his eyes, there was a bit of worry hidden in those frowning eyes.

"I gave you what you wanted, get up now!" Captain Cana kicked Burigood hard, "Lead the way!"

Burigood helped Jiaohe out of the sand pit, but Jiaohe had no strength, so he put Jiaohe's arm on his shoulder and supported him forward.

But Jiaohe staggered and fell into the sand.

This sickness made Captain Cana's face cold and impatient, and he drew his short sword and walked towards Jiaohe, the morning light reflecting the cold blade of the sword, and the light rose and fell on the surface of Jiaohe. He didn't move, his faint wheezing was not even louder than the sound of the wind, and his half-open and half-closed eyes were flickering and dimming by the cold front, showing dense bloodshots.

Jian Feng approached, Jiaohe's gaze was reflected by the cold, his swollen and hot head was hot and cold, the breeze blew through the door, and the raised sand particles rubbed against his face, but in his eyes there was a fire that burned the plain.

"Father......" Jiaohe muttered in a silent voice, "Here they are......

The Cana warriors who came around were clustered, and their suspicious faces turned into pitch-black masks in Jiaohe's eyes.

Sensing the oddity, Břigood stood in the path of the two and spread his arms.

Burigood stared at Captain Cana, stood awe-struck, and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Captain Cana pointed his dagger at Jiaohe and said coldly, "I don't need a sick slave, he will slow us down."

Slave.

The wail echoed in his ears, the voice of the long ago was like the bloody massacre of his childhood, and Jiaohe's eyes were covered with a little fear, and he looked at the sword that was pointing at him.

"The desert people stand in the land of our ancestors, and the holy Talaton protects us, take up your sword." The voice in the memory was strong and inspiring, "Take up your sword, my son. To give up a scimitar is to give up life, and there is no scimitar in the hands of a slave, nor do cattle or sheep. So their lives are dominated by others, are you willing to submit to such a despicable fate?"

"Slaves are cattle and sheep." Jiaohe muttered in a daze, "I am not a slave, nor am I a cow or a sheep."