The rising sun rises, the banks of the Sanggan River, flags flutter, and the long spear is like a forest.

Tens of thousands of Turkic cavalry lined up in several channels, guarding the baggage vehicles in the middle slowly advancing. The entire team was like a long dragon, stretching forward for miles, with dense horse hooves trampling out of the ground, which shocked countless small beasts on the field to escape.

On a low slope, dozens of riders protected two large flags, each with one general under his banner. One of the Han generals dressed in bright light armor looked at the surging tide, and his expression seemed a little complicated, while the other Turkic generals dressed in fish scale armor looked at the distance anxiously.

"We will arrive at the camp after walking for more than twenty miles. Khan's bad temper is known to everyone in Mobei. We have been delaying for so many days on the road. I wonder if the King of Yan has thought of any way to deal with it."

The tension of the Turkic generals was beyond words.

"Please rest assured that if the Khan catches fire, I will take care of you."

The King of Yan glanced at the Turkic general indifferently, and his tone was neither salty nor light.

"Haha, I forgot that Khan will never do anything to King Yan."

Ju Jian smiled and patted his forehead, then swallowed his saliva, pointed to the place where the smoke was rising in front of him, and whispered to the King of Yan: "I'm not sure about it, there is my private wine there, let's go and rest for a moment, how about it?"

King Yan licked his lips and nodded: "Okay."

"Then let's go"

Ju Jian specialized in tying the horse's heads and rushed forward with a splash. The King of Yan and the riders quickly caught up with each other, and in the blink of an eye, he left the slow-moving group far behind.

Soon after, Jia Jian was frugal and special, the King of Yan and his group came to a felt tent by the river.

This is a front camp belonging to the Ashide tribe of the Turkic Khanate. At this time, the camp was filled with the fragrance of mutton soup, and most of the soldiers were eating. Not far from the camp, there were many ragged men picking up wood in the ruins of a village, looking quite docile.

Ju Jian retracted his gaze, turned over and dismounted, and then called a soldier in the battalion and asked, "Where is Bokun?"

The soldier hurriedly saluted and said, "Report to the Lord, the centurion is eating in the main tent."

Ju Jian came to the side of King Yan and whispered: "Now our army is in short supply of food. Khan ordered that drinking, storing, and making wine are strictly prohibited. King Yan must not let it go."

King Yan was amused and laughed and said, "Okay, okay, I promise not to say it, but what if Khan smells the smell of wine in our mouths?"

Ju Jian smiled softly and said, "This is simple. It's just the wine brought by the King of Yan. Anyway, Khan can drink wine by himself. At worst, I can take another jar of wine and then the King of Yan will present it to Khan."

Seeing the King of Yan nodding, Ju Jian waved his hand, and dozens of riders behind him were dismounted, and immediately followed him like stars holding the moon.

When he walked to the big tent of the dome, a gust of wind suddenly blew, and a strong smell of blood came. The eyes of the King of Yan and others turned to a tall and thick cross-shaped wooden frame. They saw two corpses wearing tattered Tang military uniforms and boots hanging at both ends of the crossbars of the wooden frame. They were covered in blood and hard to tell, and their death was quite terrifying.

The King of Yan was so cold that he saw that, but Ju Jian special-commissioned spat in the direction of the corpse and smiled wickedly: "It seems that Bo Kun is doing nothing, right?"

When he opened the curtain, he was frugal and special. King Yan and others entered one after another. He saw a large pot of mutton cooking in the tent. Two men and two women sat around the pot, eating half-cooked fat and fresh food while drinking fishy raw goat milk.

As soon as the four saw the visitor, they hurriedly stood up, and Bokun took the lead in salute and said, "Congratulations to you, Lord, for your return safely."

Ju Jian recognized three of them, one was his centurion Bo Kun, and the other two were Han women who were captured by Bo Kun. As for the only person he didn't know was a Han boy about fourteen or fifteen years old, with beautiful eyebrows, red lips and white teeth, looking very handsome.

Because the Turks were influenced by the Sassanian Persia and the Central Plains dynasty for a long time, they formed a certain child culture. Therefore, they thought of that aspect with Jiaqi Special Task, so they did not think that this boy was anything strange.

But Ju Jian Teqin didn't know why he felt strange when he saw Bo Kun. He felt that the other person's current appearance and figure were a little different from the past, but his tone and manner of speaking did not change much.

In view of this, Ju Jian Teqin couldn't help but look up and down Bokun's eyes again, and then asked: "Bokun, we have only been half a month old, why have you lost so much weight?"

Bo Kun was slightly stunned and smiled bitterly: "I guess Lord Special Service hasn't received that news yet."

Ju Jian said strangely: "What news will be related to your fatness and thinness?"

Bo Kun sighed and said slowly: "Since the departure of the Special Service, the Tang army's reconnaissance cavalry has often been active in our patrol area. Two days ago, Lord Chijishe was defeated by the King of Qin of Tang, and almost all the troops were wiped out. Even he himself was captured due to injuries. Yesterday we met a team of Tang army scouts, which damaged a lot of people. Faced with such a situation, how could I not lose my flesh?"

Ju Jian was silent for a moment and said, "The Tang court definitely dared not do anything to the captured Turkic nobles. It was just asking Khan to negotiate terms. I just hope that Lord Chi Jishe was not seriously injured and could recover soon." As he said that, he suddenly patted Bokun's shoulder: "No wonder you will kill live sheep to eat today. It turned out that it was just a war. Thank you for your hard work. When I meet Khan, I will give you some rewards."

Bokun said, "Don't dare, and then asked Ju Jianteqin and his party to sit down and eat, but Ju Jianteqin waved his hand and refused: "No, I'm just here to get that thing." Then he pointed to the King of Yan and urged: "I and this Han prince are still on the way, you can move faster."

Bokun responded, immediately lifted up a corner of the felt blanket, moved a wooden board covering the ground, and took out two pottery jars from the small pit.

Ju Jian Teqin immediately stepped forward, leaned over and opened his arms and hugged the two pottery jars in his arms. He was about to walk out of the big tent, but suddenly stopped and turned around. The four people who were waiting for the tent to eat suddenly tightened, but Ju Jian Teqin asked, "Bokun, you have never touched this thing before."

Bo Kun waved his hand and said, "No, absolutely nothing."

"That's good."

Ju Jian nodded and then stepped out.

When all the people who came left, the four people in the tent breathed a sigh of relief. Bokun praised the young man: "The makeup technique of Yushi Li is indeed amazing. He actually taught that Hu Qiao did not see any clues."

Li Yao bowed and smiled and said, "I've won the awards and won the awards. To be honest, the yellow team dressed like a dragon and the tiger is like a tiger. It took only half an hour to learn how to fake it and make it like a real person. This ability is also quite impressive, otherwise we wouldn't have passed this level so easily."

Team Huang said sincerely: "This is just a five-point similarity between Huang and Na Bokun. Speaking of imitation skills, Zhao is actually better."

When he finished speaking, Zhao Huaijie just lifted the curtain and heard him shook his head and sigh: "But when it comes to the means of interrogation, we scouts are completely ashamed of being compared with the Censor Li."

The common surnames of the Turkic tribes include Asina, Asde, Zhiya, and Sunong. The surnames of other Turkic tribes, such as the Tiel tribes, including Chebishi, Mukun, Zhuxie, Duan, Semi, Chishi, Shoumo, Gongyue, etc. Because N children are called out, they are replaced by "Ship Boy".

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