Li Yao returned to the wreckage of the house, walked straight to the corner of the wall, shook the woman who was sleeping on the ground, and called out, "Get up, I'll take you to a place."

The woman stood up on the wall and asked, "Where to go?"

Li Yao carried a knife and bow again, and said lightly: "The Centurion's big yurt is warm there."

The woman was stunned at first, then put it on the wall, shook her head in horror.

Li Yao smiled and said calmly: "It's okay, follow me." After that, the man turned around and left.

The woman seemed even more scared when she saw Li Yao's figure disappearing, so she quickly followed her. As soon as she walked out, she saw that several bonfires in the camp had been reignited, and many people who were plundered by Turkic cavalry were carrying things. She looked carefully and immediately understood where the uninterrupted movements at night came from, because these people were carrying the corpses of the Turkic people.

While walking towards the big tent of the Qionglu, Li Yao asked repeatedly to the woman following him: "What are your names? How old are you? Where have you been arrested?"

The woman replied respectfully: "Mr. Hui Eng, whose surname is Gao and whose name is Ying'e, was just seventeen. He originally lived in Mayi City. He was captured by the Turks when he was traveling. It has been a hundred days since then."

Li Yao's heart moved and asked again: "Who is your general manager Gao Manzheng, who is yours?"

Gao Ying'e replied: "He is my cousin, my father is an official in the General Administration. We are all descendants of Biancai, the king of Taiyuan, the former Qi."

Li Yao nodded. She knew that Gao Biancai was the son of King Gao Shaoyi of Fanyang. Gao Wei, the descendant of Northern Qi, adopted him to King Gao Shaode of Taiyuan who died young as his descendant, and then inherited the title of King Taiyuan. However, she did not expect that she could save a woman with the blood of the emperor of the previous dynasty by any means. She couldn't help but sigh that the northern population was so small that people who could live to this day in troubled times would be embarrassed to say hello to others if they had no background.

Li Yao led Gao Ying'e into the tent. At this time, the items in the tent were neatly arranged, and there was no trace of fighting at all. The felt blanket was full of women covered with Turkic robes, but the three Turkic men were no longer in the future.

Li Yao gave Gao Yinge a small piece of mutton, raised his hand and pointed to the kettle on the stove, and reminded him: "Madam Gao will eat it first. If you are thirsty, there will be hot water there. After eating, you will have some things to take care of. I still need your help until dawn. I can't do it without physical strength." After that, he walked out.

Gao Ying'e just saw Li Yao's appearance through the fire. She really didn't expect that the other party was actually a beautiful young man. She couldn't help but be beating wildly. She couldn't help but ask with a blushing face: "I haven't asked my benefactor to be respected as a grand name."

Li Yao paused and replied in his original female voice: "Madam Gao, don't call me benefactor again. My name is Li Mingzhen, but in front of others, you must call me Jingshi Li." Then he pulled open the curtain and walked out of the tent.

Li Yao came to the low slope. Qinghai Chong waited in the cold wind for a long time and seemed very uncomfortable. When he saw the hostess return, he shook his head and tail excitedly to scatter his hoofs. Li Yaoxun took off the horse chew and hoof wrapping cloth, then untied the reins, turned over the horse, and galloped eastward without any scruples.

The night is deep and the cold wind is fierce.

A scout camp sentry holding a bow with an arrow stamped his feet on his post to keep warm. Suddenly, he heard a faint sound of horse hooves from a distance. He couldn't help but feel the alarm in his heart and looked at the entrance of the valley nervously.

But the narrow valley was dark, and the sentry couldn't see clearly, so he quickly closed his eyes and listened carefully. After a moment, he opened his eyes and left his post. He groped to the side of the road and asked tentatively in the direction of the sound: "The person who came is Jingshi Li."

“It’s right”

Li Yao responded and ordered in a stern voice: "Shut the arrow"

The sentry was stunned for a moment, then he opened his bow and shot an arrow into the sky.

"Swish"

The sound of arrows roared and echoed in the valley. Liu Shirang, Lan Shaoying, Gao Lie, Luo Renjun and other campers were suddenly shocked and all caught their swords. Before they could figure it out, they heard Li Yao's clear voice sounding from afar: "Lao Gao, Alan, Zhao Ziwei, you can immediately order all your troops and set off the camp and follow me."

When Liu Shirang heard that Li Yao did not call his name, he couldn't help but say, "Why did Liu, the censor has already discovered the enemy's situation?"

Li Yao said loudly: "Yes, the enemy situation has been clear. Due to the urgency of time, Li can only explain in detail to General Manager Liu in the future and ask General Manager Liu to lead his army to Yanmen as soon as possible."

Liu Shirang asked again: "Since that's the case, I don't know how many troops Liu should bring over."

Li Yao said without hesitation: "The King of Qin cleared away the Turkic foes that invaded Hedong. We have no worries anymore. The more people who participated in the war, the better."

Liu Shirang said solemnly: "Okay, Liu will be on behalf of you tomorrow. Wei and Yun's three states will go to fight. I wonder if it's enough."

Although Liu Shirang is now just the chief marching manager of the procuratorate, his authority has not changed from his original official title. Therefore, the troops within the area under the jurisdiction of the Daizhou General Administration are still subject to his unified dispatch and command.

These 20,000 people are the maximum number of troops he can mobilize. If Li Yao still felt that it was not enough, he would have to ask the King of Qin from Bingzhou to come and help the war.

Li Yao smiled boldly and said, "It's enough."

After the short talk, Lan Shaoying, Gao Lie, Luo Renjun and other members of the Dongfeng Hall, as well as the five hundred scout camp soldiers, were all ready.

"Everyone, there are no enemy wardens on the road, so you will walk in a hurry and leave."

Following Li Yao's order, everyone with their hearts full of questions and exclamations quickly lit the torches, got on their horses, and rushed towards the west entrance of the narrow valley.

About an hour later, Li Yao and a large group of troops arrived at the Turkic camp that she captured alone.

Out of professional habits, as soon as Zhao Huaijie, the captain of the scout camp, entered the felt tent area, he began to look around.

Most of the felt tents here are small umbrella tents that are easy to roll and disassemble and can be carried by riding alone.

Based on the years of experience accumulated, Zhao Huaijie only took a look and knew that this was a typical Turkic patrol camp.

Then, he saw many men, women and young men in Turkic clothes beside the camp, digging soil and digging the ground. He couldn't help but smile and said to Li Yao: "I really didn't expect that Censor Li was so familiar with military affairs. The Turkic camp was built so well that it was almost fake."

Li Yao looked at Zhao Huaijie strangely, then woke up and laughed silently and said, "I think Captain Zhao may have misunderstood. This camp is real."

Zhao Huaijie looked at the people who were working again, and suddenly realized that the spiritual platform was clear. He thought he understood why Li Yao said before, "There are no enemy wardens on the road" and asked in surprise: "They are all Turkic people you bought."

Li Yao glanced at Zhao Huaijie and shook his head and said, "Person Zhao should follow Li to take a look."

When Zhao Huaijie arrived at the labor scene, he saw rows of Turkic corpses in the pit, and he immediately showed an unconcealed look of shock on his face, and asked in a trembling voice: "Are they all killed by the Censor, you just killed them?"

In fact, Zhao Huaijie had guessed this answer vaguely, but he thought it was too bizarre, so he didn't continue thinking about it.

Li Yao nodded: "That's right, I'll help them get buried."

Hearing this, Zhao Huaijie couldn't help swallowing his saliva with difficulty, then raised the torch and observed the corpses that had not yet been buried. After a long time, he pointed to some corpses with severely twisted necks and asked quietly: "This technique is really amazing, but I don't know how Jingshi Li did it."

Li Yao smiled indifferently: "I have nothing to do with it, I am only familiar with it."

The author has to say that you are more powerful than pretending. Even the original oil seller and Duanshuiliu Dashi are ashamed of themselves, but I only give 99 points, and I am afraid that you are too proud of you. My temporary worker in the Li family has suffered from obsessive-compulsive disorder. I still need one point to be cured. I wait online, I am anxious.

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Chapter completed!