Chapter 61: Setting the Camp on Fire and Hooping for Battle
Now that the possible hiding place of the prisoners was clear, everyone followed the dancing horses and walked carefully towards the entrance of the camp.
Thanks to Yuwen Jianxue's amazing eyesight, he saw drops of blood sprinkled on the ground from a few feet away.
He called everyone to move towards that direction, and saw that the road heading east was covered with blood - this was obviously the blood of the captured people who had been bullied by the Turkic thieves during the day.
Yuwen Jianxue felt uncomfortable in her heart and couldn't help but tighten the hilt of the sword.
Everyone was walking along the trail, and after about a few feet, they heard faint moaning coming from a certain barracks.
"I'll go take a look first."
Yuwen Jianxue couldn't wait for everyone to go with him, so he greeted Liu Wenjing and Wu Ma, and then relied on his own skills to sneak into the side of the barracks in a few flashes.
"Wait for me!"
Qingxia hurriedly chased after her, but was grabbed by Wu Ma.
"What are you doing again?"
"You follow me."
"Why?"
"protect you."
"Only a ghost can believe you!" Qingxia said and tried to leave, but her arm was firmly held by Wu Ma, "You have a more important task tonight."
Qingxia turned her head and looked at him in surprise.
"What mission?"
"I'll tell you then."
"Why should I listen to you?" Qingxia cast a disgusted look at him, "You are so arbitrary and arrogant that you never consider other people's thoughts. You are so selfish."
Having said that, he no longer insisted on going with Yuwen Jianxue. Instead, he went to chat with Liu Wenjing and see how the dancing horse was arranged.
Liu Wenjing spread her hands, "I want to know too."
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When Yu Wen Jianxue arrived near the prisoner camp, he heard the sound of whipping coming from inside. The Turkic soldiers were cursing in harsh Chinese. The tone seemed to indicate that they were disgusted with the howling of the Han prisoners and did not allow them to have a good rest.
Yuwen Jianxue immediately rushed to the top of his head angrily, stamped his feet and flashed to the side of the barracks door. He saw two Turkic soldiers standing at the door, looking inside with a smile, pointing to the door with his hand, and saying something. Listen.
I don’t understand, but there’s definitely nothing good to say.
She dodged over with a single step, and with two swish of swords, she wiped their necks.
The two men were silent, lying on their backs on the ground with blood flowing everywhere.
This is why Yuwen Jianxue is worried about exposing the team's whereabouts in order to have a quick decision. Otherwise, according to her temperament, she will cut off all the hands and feet first and never let them die easily.
She didn't have time to clean up the corpses, so she looked into the barracks and saw a Turk, whipping the prisoner with a whip. The prisoner was covered in blood, with a look of fear on his face, and he limped away to the corner.
Looking at the top of the Turks' heads, there is a star emitting white light floating out of thin air, which looks quite strange.
Yuwen Jianxue was so angry that she didn't think about it carefully. She rushed into the barracks and swung her sword directly behind the Turks.
The Turks seemed to hear the sound of someone falling to the ground at the door. When they turned around, they saw a very beautiful Han woman rushing into the barracks.
He was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but glance at the woman's face a few more times.
Then he was shocked again, because the woman's movement was so fast that he had no time to resist, so he hurriedly whipped out a whip, and hit the woman's chest without hesitation. Before the tip of the whip hit, the woman shrank and rolled to the side.
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Yuwen Jianxue turned the edge of his sword and sliced off the head of the whip. Then he took a step forward and struck out with a vertical sword to cut the man's head in half.
The Turks were so frightened that their legs and feet became weak. They quickly stretched out their hands and grabbed a woman with a beautiful face covered in blood from the side. They pushed her forward to save her life.
Yuwen Jianxue's sword was so fast that it almost hit the woman, but he pulled it back the moment the sword edge was about to touch.
"Good girl,"
The Turks turned from fear to joy, drew out their sabers, put them on the women's necks, and said in blunt Chinese:
"You...throw the sword...to the ground, and she lives...what I say...do you understand?"
The woman raised her neck and looked in pain.
Yuwen Jianxue's heart was broken. He acted recklessly just now and found himself in a dilemma.
While he was thinking hard about how to break the situation, the Turks suddenly shouted:
"Hurry up!"
"Throw it quickly!"
As he spoke, the short knife in his hand left a scratch on the woman's neck, and blood immediately poured out.
Instead, the woman relaxed her brows and looked at Yuwen Jianxue without saying a word.
Yuwen Jianxue had no choice but to throw the sword on the ground. To deal with a small Turk, she was reluctant to waste a single awakening technique, lest the awakening technique would fall into a deadlock and become useless when it was really used. But in order to save this woman
He could not care so much about his own life. He secretly recited Jue Jue in his mouth, and pieces of snowflakes started to float behind the Turks.
At this moment, the woman suddenly reached out and grabbed the short knife.
The Turkic man was startled and was about to draw his knife when he heard the woman say: "Turkic dog, I am your ancestor."
As he spoke, he moved his neck forward, and the blade cut his throat, blood spurted out, and the person became limp.
The Turks were shocked, kicked her away, and were about to capture another Han prisoner from the side.
Yuwen Jianxue felt a pain in her heart. She no longer needed to use her magic skills. She flew up and kicked the sword out of the ground.
The sword edge rushed forward like lightning, piercing the Turkic man's throat. The man and the sword flew back together, and were nailed to the tent wall cloth like a hanging. The Turkic man's head dropped, and blood flowed from it.
The water flowed down from my neck and was stained all over my body.
The moment her head lowered, the star above the Turkic man's head suddenly lit up, swayed, flew towards Yuwen Jianxue, and hung above her head.
She looked up at the stars and thought to herself: "It must be the Star of Divine Destiny."
Although she had achieved something, the scene of the woman sacrificing herself to hit the sword was so shocking that she didn't know what to feel in her heart. It was all because she was too anxious. If she had waited until the master and Wu Ma took action together, she wouldn't have died.
Yuwen Jianxue walked up to the woman's body unconsciously, leaned over and closed her eyes. Only then did she realize that the clothes on the woman's lower body had been torn to pieces, and they were full of blood. This was no wonder.
This was a critical moment, and she couldn't afford to think any more.
He tightened his mind and looked around, only to see dirty straw mats spread everywhere in this small camp. Dozens of Han prisoners were lying on the ground in a bloody state, with their hands and feet shackled.
The prisoners were just shocked by the fight between the two and huddled in a corner. Now, seeing her killing the Turkic villain, they shrank back and gathered around her again.
An old man said tremblingly: "Girl, are you here to save us?"
"Exactly, are all our arrested folks here?"
The old man was overjoyed when he heard this. He led a group of prisoners and kowtowed repeatedly. He then said, "They are all here. Yesterday there were two camps. Today, most of them were killed by the barbarians, so the camps have been merged."
Yuwen Jianxue was about to shed tears when she heard this, and then she thought of the woman who committed suicide with her sword just now, and her heart became fierce, thinking how she could get rid of the bad breath in her heart if she didn't burn these Turkic dogs into charcoal tonight.
After appeasing everyone, she gave some brief instructions and walked out.
As soon as they arrived at the door, dancing horses led the crowd and people wearing cassocks were already walking over.
Liu Wenjing threw the two corpses at the door into the tent and said strangely: "I'm just saying you're a frisky person. If you don't handle these things cleanly, wouldn't it be a bad thing if someone discovered them?"
Seeing that Yuwen Jianxue's eyes were red, he asked, "What's wrong?"
"The Turks were evil and killed a human life." She briefly recounted what had just happened.
"I told you not to be anxious," Liu Wenjing poked her head into the tent, and saw a group of scarred prisoners looking at her, and quickly retracted their necks, "won't it make us unable to fulfill God's decree?"
"master!"
"Sigh... I know you have tried your best and fought hard, so there is no reason why you can't die. If you watch it a few times, you will get used to it."
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Dancing Horse asked a group of soldiers to wait outside the camp. He took the first step and walked into the prisoner's camp, not to mention how the prisoners in the room looked at him.
But he saw a curtain of light suddenly shot out from the shadow above his head, and in front of him was another line of small words: [Sixty-three] [All].
Wu Ma looked at the prisoners in a circle of tents and quickly counted the numbers. Sure enough, there were sixty-three people. He thought to himself: "This is in compliance with my previous speculation. No one can be missing. This is just right. I don't want to
Which one to throw away.
It is our ability to rescue all the captured people under the noses of these Turks, and let these Turks know how powerful we are."
Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard a soldier at the door saying:
"Wu Langjun, look outside!"
The dancing horse walked out and looked up at the sky. Another large cloud had drifted not far from the moon. If it was covered again this time, I don't know how long it would have to wait.
"Since the prisoner has been found, there is no need to waste time," Wu Ma looked at the night sky and thought to himself: "The moon can't wait, and Li Shimin must not be able to wait either."
Just as he was about to order the ten team leaders to take the prepared fire materials and lead the troops to disperse, he saw a group of patrols coming this way from a distance.
Qingxia hurriedly volunteered to lure away the Turkic soldiers, but was pulled back by the dancing horse, "Just leave me alone."
Dancing Horse asked Yuwen Jianxue to go alone to lure the enemy.
Yuwen Jianxue rushed out of the camp, and then turned into a flying silhouette. Following the darkness among the surrounding tents, he came close to the patrol several times. He deliberately showed his shadow for a moment and asked the patrol leader to point his finger and chase.
past.
When the Turkic patrols disappeared and they looked at the sky again, they saw dark clouds and a moon hanging over them. The dancing horse immediately said in a deep voice:
"Set fire - count as many as you can burn."
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Jinyang North City Gate.
Li Shimin and Pei Ji led a group of generals under Li Yuan to lead their horses. Behind them were one thousand light cavalry and three thousand infantry who were ready to go.
Li Shimin really wanted to pull out three thousand light cavalry and charge directly into the Turkic camp, but unfortunately the Jinyang army did not have such a strong family background.
When everyone came here, they had been waiting for an unknown amount of time. The horses were a little anxious and kept swaying.
"Erlang,"
A general said to Li Shimin:
"It's not a big deal to wait like this - if we sneak out quietly from the east gate, take a detour to the Turkic camp and then hide, we can instantly rush into the enemy camp when Mr. Wu Lang raises his torch.
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"The moonlight is still clear and the field of vision is broad," Li Shimin shook his head, "Our team will definitely be discovered by the Turkic sentinels when they leave the city, which will in turn implicate Mr. Wu Lang."
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Pei Ji didn't seem to be as calm as before, stroking his horse's mane and looking behind the group at something.
Li Shimin asked him several times, but he just smiled and said it was nothing.
"Mr. Pei, look over there." The guard behind him came forward and spoke to Pei Ji.
Pei Ji looked along and saw a man coming alone on horseback. Just by looking at that man's figure, he knew it was a hoopoe coming.
When the hoopoe came closer, Pei Ji led him to a deserted place and scolded him: "What are you doing here?"
"Serve Pei Gong."
Pei Ji frowned: "Nonsense, are you healed?"
The hoopoe lowered his head and clasped his fists with his hands: "Mr. Pei, just let me go. Otherwise, who will protect you?"
"Do you want me to tie you back?"
"Pei Gong," Hoopoe said, "please help me. If I don't go through this journey, how can I enter the Tang Pagoda?"
"I know you want to make meritorious deeds. Have you not accomplished enough in the past two days? Liu Wenjing strongly objected, and Mr. Tang did not relent. In the end, it still failed."
"If you don't succeed once, do it twice. If you don't succeed twice, do it three times. One day you will succeed. At worst, I will fight for my life."
"It still doesn't work..."
Pei Ji was persuading him earnestly when the sentry from the city tower came to report that there was a fire in the Turkic camp.
Pei Ji was about to return to the team.
The hoopoe suddenly knelt down and said nothing.
Pei Ji then sighed, "I allow you to go with me, but you must remember two points. First, your own life is the most important thing. Second, I don't need you to worry about it - follow Erlang closely.
Protect Erlang, this is your only chance."
Kowtow with the hoopoe.
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City gate.
"The whole army obeys the order!"
Li Shimin raised his horsewhip and pointed it straight at the place where the flames were soaring into the sky in the north.
"The cavalry goes first, the infantry follows, and we kill the Turkic camp directly!"
-----Dividing line-----
Meeting someone with a star above their head may be a lucky thing.
————Excerpted from "Collection of Prophet's Horse Dance Experiment Records"
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