The Three Masters in Brocade Clothes of Daming Gate

"Hey! Boss Jing! It looks like we were a little earlier than us! If we didn't stop last night, we might have rear-ended." Wang Xiaoxiao touched the hard mud with his hands and turned to look at Jing Yunshui and Lan Xishu's eyes Like gold.

"Maybe I'll miss it, it's time!" Jing Yunshui scratched his wire-like beard, his eyes narrowed: "It won't take half a day for us to catch up."

"Let's go!" Ge Da was so excited that he forgot that he was hungry.

"It's getting dark, don't worry!" Lan Xishu controlled his excitement at this moment, and said calmly: "God help us, it won't snow, what's the rush, chase too hard in broad daylight, you still want to run away !"

Big Thief Ge laughed.

The atmosphere suddenly became active and harmonious, and finally there was some clues. These aimless days, even though everyone didn't say anything, were actually very anxious in my heart. It was really hard for such days to be endless.

Observing the snow and mud all the way, after noon, the four of them chased for about two or three hundred miles, and finally saw the tail end of the large army of Tartars ahead.

Winding like a dragon walking on a snowy field, the distance between the head and the tail is two or three miles. The well transported water squinted and visually estimated that there were only more than 1000 horses, a lot of camels, and vehicles with big wooden wheels in between.

The logistics army that transports food and fodder.

All four agreed.

This made Ge Da suddenly think of eating and drinking.

Jing Yunshui and Wang Xiaoxiaoye started chatting.

The setting sun in the snow field finally disappeared, and the dark red western sky was bridging the darkness.

The transportation team chose a semi-circular sunken mountain to set up camp. The huge camel caravan was enclosed in the lee of the mountain. Tartars were setting up their tents in an orderly manner. Torches were planted all over the periphery. Lan Xishu and the others got off their horses. Go around to the side hill for a condescending observation.

A hundred or so guards wandered around the perimeter, looking like they were not very vigilant, probably feeling safe on their own territory and far away from the border!

Four people huddled in the stone recess. When they stood up and looked out, they could see the camels and horses jostling below. There were dozens of Tartars coming down from a carriage to tinker with things. Before it was set up properly, the pots and stoves and fireworks were very bright and lively at the north end. There were people coming and going in the Chinese military camp giving orders, and the whole camp was busy and orderly.

People buried the pot to make food, and the stomachs of the people above have not yet settled down!

Ge Da proposed to eat some food, but Lan Xishu firmly opposed not to look for trouble, the task is the most important, and there should be no slight exposure until the target is tracked, and don't even think about hitting a stone with a pebble.

Ge Da remained silent, but looked unhappy.

Well transport water king Xiaoxiao gave Ge Da a blank look.

Ge Da desperately climbed up to act as a guard.

It is rare to have a night without wind, not to mention stars.

One or two high-pitched voices came from the Tazi camp, and Jing Yunshui bumped into Ge Da who was stretching his neck to look around. Ge Da didn't respond, and Jing Yunshui didn't care. Water gave a big yawn.

Then came the shouting and whistling of the Tartars, and the blaring of the horsewhip again. What kind of entertainment are the Tartars doing?

"These grandchildren are making fun of us Han people to relieve their boredom!"

Ge Da said impatiently after being stabbed by the well water.

Han Chinese?

Lan Xishu didn't pay attention to transporting water in the well, but Lan Xishu suddenly opened his eyes, was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly got up and climbed up.

Xiaoxiao, the water king of well transportation, climbed up closely, and the four broken hats were brushed on the stone edge.

There are two tents on the left and right in front of the main camp tent, and the open field is in front of it.

There was a Tatar riding a horse in a circle, behind him was a thick black twisted rope, and a man was tied at the end of the rope. This man was dragged by the horse to run with his hands bound. On the snow-slush ground, struggling passively, he was dragged and slid away forcibly, and the screams after pauses caused the onlookers to scream strangely.

"How do you know the Han people?" Wang Xiaoxiao asked Ge Da. Although the distance was far and there were many torches, they couldn't see clearly.

The Tartar in front of Le Ma haha ​​laughed wildly and looked back at the people on the ground. After dragging and loosening, the people on the ground struggled to stand up, but their footing was not stable. The wooden stakes were loaded to the ground, and the screams were mixed with indistinct curses.

No one heard clearly.

"Look at your stature! Han people are generally small!" Ge Datou said without crookedness: "It also feels like it is."

Lan Xishu poked his head forward vigorously, his brows were tightened, his eyes were narrowed, and his fists made a low cracking sound.

"Third Young Master!" Jing Yunshui asked Lan Xishu, unknowingly, Lan Xishu became the mental wolf of several people.

King Ge Xiaoxiao also looked sideways at Lan Xishu.

Lan Xishu shook his head to show that he didn't see clearly either.

The horse-throwing Tartars in front became excited, and they whipped their horses fast, dragging the people behind them around the arena and yelling, and gradually the people behind them became silent, and the body dragged by the fast horses showed a show on the slush ground. The form of a dead body.

Needless to say, the person is finished and played to death.

The horse stopped, and the onlookers yelled and groaned in disinterest, and a tartar untied the dead body and dragged it aside.

"Wow! These grandchildren are full of food and are playing with their lives." Wang Xiaoxiao swears. He is more gentle and prefers to swear around corners.

"Wait! It's not over!" Ge Da called out to Wang Xiaoxiao who was about to slip out.

Wang Xiaoxiao turned around again.

Lan Xishu twisted his nose, blinked his sour eyes, and just as he opened his eyes and continued to look down, he saw that two tartars picked out another big man, and dragged him to the center of the venue. , Lan Xishu caught Shi Yan all of a sudden, his eyes went straight, and his head exploded.

The big man was kicked and kicked on the slush floor by two tartars, and the big man was cursing.

"Hu big lump!" Lan Xishu suddenly grabbed Jing Yunshui's shoulder and shouted in a low voice.

"Third Young Master! Are you sure!" Jing Yunshui believed it when he questioned it. He stared at it carefully, but the big man who was tied down by the tartar on the ground couldn't struggle anymore, and was firmly blocked again.

"Who?" Ge Da joined in halfway, not knowing who was who. He asked Wang Xiaoxiao, but Wang Xiaoxiao didn't have time to talk to him and instead turned his face to Lan Xishu: "Third Young Master! Did you read it correctly?"

"It's Hu Dapimple!" Lan Xishu said categorically, his brother has been around for so long, and even a small movement can be easily recognized from a long distance, that's right, it is Hu Dapimple.

"Then just now..." The back of Wang Xiaoxiao's head went cold.

Who cares about just now, Lan Xishu suddenly pushed Ge Da: "Hurry up! Get ready to act!"

When it was too late, Hu Dapida would follow in the footsteps of that person just now.

Ge Dali took advantage of his strength and slid down, then stopped, turned his head and asked, "You've got a way!"

In a hurry, Ge Da plagiarized Jing Yunshui's tone, could it be that you let your brother stretch his arms and start grabbing it!

The well transported water king Xiaoxiao all slipped down.

"I'm going to save people! You split up to harass the enemy, set fire to make a commotion meeting? Distract the attention of the Tartars!" Lan Xishu calmed down a little, he had no time to elaborate on the details, so it was up to him to act on the spot : "Also, I blasted the camel herd below. After the incident, the long-sighted man ran wherever he could, and scattered the tree holes to gather."

As they spoke, the four of them made clear their positions and got on their horses.