There was a sonorous sound in the Turkic camp at the foot of Yin Mountain, and there was a lot of busyness and chaos. Under the torches in the dark night, groups of men in tattered sheepskin robes were carrying pieces of dried beef and mutton to the wagon, and in addition to the beef and mutton, there were also people carrying bundles of feather arrows to the wagon. Many shirtless men with hammers could guess at a glance that they were blacksmiths accompanying the army, and they were constantly repairing the gaps in scimitars with sledgehammers. Others were replacing broken horseshoes for their horses, and a group of people seemed to be chaotic, but they seemed to be busy in an orderly manner.

In the dark shadows that the firelight could not shine, Zhang Meng, the acting head of the Flying Tiger Battalion of the special operations battalion under the command of Marshal Chen Wang Rengong's guerrilla army, was hidden in the darkness, like a leopard preparing to hunt, a black cloak hid his entire body in the darkness, and he held a clairvoyant mirror in his hand and stared sharply at the Turkic camp in the firelight, like a cheetah choosing prey.

Under the clear observation of the clairvoyant mirror, the camp to the south was full of people, and in addition to the slaves who were loading the carts, there were also many craftsmen busy. In addition to these, Zhang Meng also noticed that there were still many women in the camp, including Hu women and many women in Han costumes.

At the very edge of the barracks, rows of Turkic soldiers were gathering, and tents were being torn down. Many of the soldiers were wearing leather armor, and some were still holding whetstones to polish their scimitars one last time. The horses neighed and gasped. The leaders call the shots. The soldiers cursed at each other, and there were even camp prostitutes screaming and crying, and the noise reached its peak like a rising tide.

"They're leaving!" Zhang Meng muttered.

"It seems that Tong Ye Hu already knows about the destruction of the five thousand pioneers in Dali City. There are not many of these people, they must be scouts sent by the Turks to reconnoitre, but there are only more than a thousand people, and it seems that the Turks have become a little vigilant. General, do you want to send my brother to report to the marshal, lest the Turkic spies discover our plan? A military lieutenant Chen, who was also shrouded in a black cloak, said softly.

The lieutenant was right. The Turks did send a thousand-man cavalry to investigate, and this cavalry was only a forerunner, after them, after dawn, the Turks would send a team of five thousand horsemen to cross the Yinshan White Road to investigate. The first team to leave was a team of 1,000 people directly under the Ashina tribe. The elite of the elite of the Turkic cavalry, the guard cavalry of the Turkic cavalry, which has always been composed entirely of wolf guards. The general who commanded this thousand horsemen was a high-ranking Terra Ashna. Danai.

He was born heroic, with a spirited red horse under his crotch, the red copper mane was the same color as the long shawl hair of Ashina and Danai, and the horse ornament was also dyed bronze, decorated with the golden wolf emblem representing the Ashina family, to match the rider's cape. Many Turkic cavalry in the camp watched him leave, their eyes full of envy. Ashina and Da Nai are good at riding and scimitars, and they are Teller from the Ashina family, and they are young and handsome. He was the idol of many Turkic soldiers.

It is estimated that he will never come back, Daniel Zhang thought to himself as he watched him ride out of the camp gate. His men lined up behind him in two rows, rushing out. It is estimated that it is impossible for them to come back, Zhang Meng sneered at the corner of his mouth, they didn't know that in front of them, there were fifty thousand elites of the Chen Army waiting for them. If he had known this, maybe he wouldn't have been so ashamed.

"General, it's been so long since the two adults entered the camp. There is no news yet either. Now that the Turks have suddenly sent their cavalry out of the camp, could it be that they have already missed? The lieutenant next to him said worriedly.

"No, it won't." Zhang Meng's expression was solemn, his eyes stared at the continuous camp, and he shook his head and said firmly: "They will definitely succeed, what we need is to infiltrate the Turkic camp as planned." Do what we have to do. Are the brethren all in place? ”…,

"The eight hundred Flying Tiger Special Combat Battalion brothers have all infiltrated the Turkic battalion, General. Raise soldiers for thousands of miles, and use soldiers for a while. Since our Flying Tiger Special Operations Battalion was given the battalion name by His Majesty, the brothers have trained hard for more than two years, and now that the time has finally come to use force, we will never let the general and His Majesty down. If you don't succeed, you will be benevolent! ”

"Zhang Biao is the commander of your Flying Tiger Battalion, and now he has asked for his own order to go deep into the enemy camp, and he is worthy of being my loyal and brave soldier. Ben will be ordered by the marshal to temporarily command the Flying Tiger Battalion and advance and retreat with the 800 brothers, hoping that this time, we can win the victory! The order was sent down to let the brethren act according to the original plan, and no one was to act rashly or be exposed until the signal of the two generals was received. ”

The captain of the Flying Tiger Battalion nodded solemnly: "The last general understands that loyalty and sacrifice are the battle numbers of our Flying Tiger Battalion, and in order to complete the mission, every brother will keep this sentence in mind. ”

Zhang Meng nodded, did not speak again, and picked up the clairvoyant mirror again to carefully observe the Turkic camp. The task was arduous and glorious, and the danger of his youngest brother, Zhang Biao, the head of the Flying Tiger Battalion, was now deep into the Turkic Golden Horde. Of the eight brothers of the Zhang family, in addition to the three brothers who had died in battle, there were five brothers who served in the army.

This time, their Zhang family had three brothers in the army, the eldest brother Daniel Zhang, the younger brother Zhang Biao, plus himself. The original Orion brothers have now become Da Chen's generals, the general died in a hundred battles, and the strong man returned in ten years. The night was like paint, and Zhang Meng's eyes looked at the countless Turkic camps, and his heart was full of hope.

Fifty thousand Chen cavalry wanted to take the initiative to attack 200,000 Turkic wolf riders at night on the grassland, which sounded extremely crazy. But in fact, all of this is being planned by Chen Jun. Fifty thousand light horsemen have taken advantage of the night to sneak through the white road of Yinshan Mountain, and have arrived in the vast Baidao River north of Yinshan, and are lurking about to come out.

In the tent of the Golden Wolf Khan of the Chinese army in the Turkic camp, the face of the Tongye Hu Khan was cloudy, and he was slightly distracted by the shocking news he suddenly received.

"Great Khan, this is the token that the Han people want to give to the Great Khan," said the retinue of Na Yili as he took something out of his bosom. Tong Yehu's mind was still immersed in the shocking news just now, and he didn't care too much about the token brought back by this entourage. He just looked over a little casually, but saw that what the entourage had pulled out was a smooth and jet-black object, which looked like another scroll, and a little like the clairvoyant mirror that the secret agent sent to the Chen Dynasty had painstakingly obtained.

It didn't seem to be unusual, Tong Yehu didn't care about it after taking a look, and reached out to pick it up casually.

At this moment, he suddenly inadvertently found that the entourage who had been bending down and bowing his head showed his white teeth and smiled slightly, and an extremely bad feeling enveloped the heart of the Tongye Hu Khan. At the last moment, many years of life and death experience made Tong Yehu reach out to protect his face and chest, and on the other hand, he had already fallen backwards, taking advantage of the momentum to jump back.

Almost at the same time, in the flickering light of the fire, suddenly a slight sound of a spring sounded, and then a few flashes of lightning.

Several silver rays suddenly shot out from the cylinder, pointing directly at the Tongye Protective Door.

Like a dazzling lightning stump across the space, Tong Ye Hu only felt a slight numbness in his left arm blocking the front door, and the next moment, he had already found that there were three small silver needles about a finger long inserted in his left hand.

A tingling sensation came from the middle needle between his arms, and Tong Yehu was shocked to find that on the three silver needles, the silver-white needles were shining with a faint blue light. His heart was shocked, and he already understood that the needle was soaked in poison. If the three poisonous needles hadn't been blocked by him with his hands just now, I am afraid that they would have been inserted in his face at this moment, and it is estimated that he would have fallen to the ground. …,

Before he could rejoice, a sharp pain came from his back, and he had fallen heavily to the ground. He just wanted to stand up, but suddenly felt dizzy, and his left hand was no longer numerous.

"There are assassins!"

Tong Yehu was frightened for a while, and in a hurry, he looked up and saw that in the empty king's tent, another retinue disguised by the enemy had already taken a dagger and was fighting with Yili Little Khan. Although the little Khan was a famous warrior on the steppe, he was forced by the assassin to step by step with his bare hands and fists.

The entourage who was only a few steps away from Tong Ye Hu didn't expect Tong Ye Hu's reaction to be so alert, and he actually shot through this well-planned assassination, and he couldn't help but feel a little surprised in his heart. Hearing Tong Yehu shout, the assassin hurriedly grabbed the cylinder that fired the silver needle and flicked it hard, but a short white knife was already out of its sheath.

Without a moment's hesitation, the assassin grabbed the short knife and threw himself on the ground.

The sword light reappeared, and Tong Yehu couldn't wait for the guard's rescue, so he had to raise his left arm again in his urgency. The snow bright knife light slashed, and a burst of blood splashed, and Tong Yehu's left arm was already flesh and skin, revealing crystal white bones.

But just after this resistance, the golden wolf guards outside the tent finally arrived. A guard wearing a wolf's helmet leapt forward and took a fierce attack with his flesh and blood as the protector. Several other guards had already pounced on Tong Yehu's body, setting up a shield of flesh and blood for him.

"Protect the Great Khan!" More footsteps kept coming, and countless guards rushed into the tent with exclamations.

The assassin glanced at the Khan, who was completely covered by a flesh-and-blood body, and could no longer see the human body. He glanced over at the other Assassin and saw that his companion had only hung a few colors on the body of the little Khan of Yili, who was now surrounded by several Turkic guards.

"Whew!"

A burst of sparks erupted, and the Assassin had quickly thrown a grenade into the brazier in the tent.

"Boom!" The violent blast of the explosion cut several holes in the ornate golden wolf tent, which was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder and the smoke of the tent. In the smoke of the explosion, the assassin looked at Tong Ye Hu, who was stacked under the protection of the mountain, with unwillingness, and said in a loud voice: "General Chen Meat Flying Immortal Shen Guang, I have come to bring the cordial greetings of His Majesty to the Great Khan!" ”

In the smoke of gunpowder, another assassin wiped the sweat from his face, and also laughed: "Zhang Biao, the commander of the Flying Tiger Battalion, also brought greetings from Dachen's millions of soldiers, the green mountains will not change, the green water will flow forever, we will have a meeting later!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the two figures had already jumped into the darkness, leaving only a messy and dilapidated golden wolf tent. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to (.) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support is my biggest motivation. )