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Chapter 136 Congratulations to the Groom (6)
After the case, the man in his forties was Song Lijun, the general in charge of the Chinese army. His sparse eyebrows became more and more depressed, and he said, "This is a groom named Zhao Laoduo, who was rescued from the Tatars a few years ago. The Han captives stayed in the army voluntarily at that time, but the bad thing is that not only did he not know a single word, but he was also dumb, and there was no way to interrogate him. But at present, he is the most suspected one. The arson and burning of food It has become a case without a head.”

"Dumb?"

"Yes."

Qi She pondered for a while, then got up and walked around in the tent.But when his feet finally stood still, his words were still going around in circles, "Tie up this Zhao Laoduo and take care of me. Don't torture him. He's only hungry. He's not allowed to eat or drink water. Remember, He is not allowed to drink even a drop of water."

Staring at the unbreakable expression of the regent, Song Lijun rubbed his hands, "My lord, do you have a way to defeat the enemy?"

Qi She smiled and answered the wrong question: "We will fight tomorrow."

It is said to be a battle, but it is actually more like harassment, that is, from time to time, a hundred or so people are sent out to feint and tease when they are free.Burigude of the Mongolian army was determined to have enough food and supplies for the king's army, and his patience was surprisingly good. He was really annoyed by the disturbance, so he sent a hundred or so people to make a point. soldier.

The battle is not too hard, and soldiers can eat less.Although he only got one lunch a day due to the shortage of food, since even the regent was treated as if he shared the joys and sorrows, no one complained, and he honestly buried the pot to make a meal when it was time for the meal.

The groom Yu Shi had a full stomach, looked at the tree stump beside him, picked his teeth, touched his belly and walked forward, "Old Zhao, I have some good news for you. How could you be a Mongol spy? It’s clear that you can’t find out the arsonist and it’s not easy to deal with, so you, who can’t tell the pain, are used as a dead ghost. I’m still looking for the real culprit these two days. Son, I'll let you go. So no matter how strong you are, don't kick your legs before the truth is revealed, or you will suffer a lot."

The man with his feet tied and his arms behind his back on the tree stump is Zhao Laoduo, the suspect in the grain depot fire case.He hadn't touched his teeth for three days, and he was so hungry that he was hungry, but now his eyes were bright, looking directly at the water bag in Yu Shi's hand, and he opened his mouth and hummed.

Yu Shi hurriedly hid the water bag under his armpit, "Brother, this is not acceptable. After all, you are a suspect now. If someone finds out, I won't be able to keep my head. How about it, look at you, This ankle is bleeding from strangulation, I only ordered you not to eat or drink, but did not say that you cannot be untied. Come, let me make you more comfortable." After saying that, he squatted at Zhao Laoduo's feet and opened the The rope, which was almost so tight that it grew into the prisoner's flesh, trembled and was about to be re-knotted, when suddenly he heard a loud roar from the other end: "Old Yu, the boss is calling you!"

Yu Shi was so frightened that his hands trembled, he jumped away like a rabbit, grabbed the water bag and rolled away.

Zhao Laoduo was the only one who swallowed his saliva with difficulty, stared down at his feet with his eyelids dying, and blinked slowly.

Nothing comes near the prisoner except the silent night where he settles.When night comes, the outlines of the sky and the earth are all dormant, and only the sounds are clear: the rustling of the wind blowing the long grass, the snoring of men, the night watch clappers moving here and there...

The watchman sleeps leaning against a tree with a dagger in his hand, and Ha Lazi hangs out the old man.The guarded Zhao Laoduo parted his eyes, swept around, and parted his ankles.The thick hemp rope that has not been knotted is untied in the grass, like a snake letting go of its tightly bound prey.

The prey wobbled to its feet, and just like a snake, it twisted around and slipped away.

Echoing it in the distance is a quiet night river beside the camp, shining with the light of snake scales.

On the upper reaches of the river, the atmosphere of the Mongolian camp is quite different.There was still snoring inside as usual, but the surrounding area was not completely silent, but there were bursts of joking, laughing, playing, playing and singing.The kings whose mission is to disturb the night are like a group of ghosts who have carnival late at night. They have been tossed like this since the first night.Those who are light sleepers, such as the coach of the Tatar side, Brzygud, always have to wake up several times a night.It's just that this time of the night, he didn't fall asleep again.

Sitting in a tent in loose clothes, not in a hurry to crown, his eyes seemed to be thrown into a fire with a lot of fuel, and there was a sudden light, "What, Wala surrendered to the enemy?!"

"Exactly." Zhao Laoduo, the dumb Han who escaped from the camp in the middle of the night, not only could speak, but also spoke authentic Mongolian. Every sentence made the pair of eagle eyes on the opposite side brighter. "The operation will be carried out tomorrow night. Timur will personally command the raid in the camp. The king's army will encircle him outside. The two armies will join hands to wipe out our Tatars."

Brigud was filled with shock and anger, "Seeing that victory is imminent, is Timur crazy?"

Zhao Laoduo sneered, "Because the victory is imminent, Timur is unable to compete with us due to his own losses. I am afraid that once you lead the allied army to victory, you will take advantage of the fact that the army has entered the Oirat territory. He was flattened, so he privately accepted Wang Jun's peace proposal. The regent promised that after getting rid of you, he canonized Timur as the Great Khan of Mongolia."

After hearing this, Brigude murmured to himself with clenched fists: "It's been like this since I was a child. I will never dare to fight with me in an upright manner. I will only play tricks behind my back—" The light in his eyes suddenly He sank again, and said loudly, "Huh, I almost fell for the cripple Qi She again!"

Zhao Laoduo below was full of confusion, "Khan?"

Brigude relaxed his fist, and his voice relaxed a lot: "Wang Jun's defense is impenetrable. The reason why you escaped successfully is to tell me what you heard. The peace negotiation is purely nonsense. Instigate me to fight with Wala."

A sweet white glazed oil lamp on the desk burst into light, reflecting Zhao Laoduo's swaying gestures on the tent, magnifying it several times, "It's absolutely impossible!"

"Why?"

Zhao Laoduo said convincingly: "Wang Jun has always believed that the spy is someone else, and he can't be dumb, so he neglects the villain. Taking a step back, even if it is really a conspiracy, we should take advantage of the villain's presence. Spread the news in the camp, but from the beginning to the end, the villain did not hear the slightest bit of wind. He passed by the river when he escaped tonight, and happened to break through the secret conversation between the two envoys. Taking a step back, even if someone can pinch Forget it, even if the villain did not take the shortcut, but went back to the camp along the river, deliberately arranged for the two envoys, and let them speak Chinese, not Mongolian, for the villain to listen to. Notice, Zhao Lao Duo is a Han Chinese. Isn’t this a play for the blind? Khan, the collusion between the two armies is absolutely true. Timur’s envoy even swore with his own mouth that he would exchange your head for Feng Khan The golden book and gold seal. The situation is urgent, and I hope the Great Khan will make a decision soon."

Some reasonable and well-founded remarks obviously convinced Brigud eight or nine points, and he clenched his fists again, baring his teeth and shouting loudly: "Come on! Send someone to find out what's going on in Wala. "

Xiaofan, who had to enter, shrugged his shoulders, "Reporting to the sweat, there is no special movement. Tonight, the enemy suddenly withdrew the disturbing soldiers on the side of Wala, and they all slept soundly while they were quiet."

As if he was biting into the trap of a cunning beast, Zhao Laoduo made a sharp cracking sound between his teeth, "Khan, I let the Oirats sleep tonight, so that we Tatars will also sleep tomorrow." Fall asleep and never wake up."

Brigude, who was originally furious, turned into ashes in an instant, but gradually, thousands of burning sparks rekindled from the ashes.It was the blessing of Changshengtian that made him learn of this despicable conspiracy at a critical moment, so he should repay God with outstanding achievements.The Great Khan who restores the glory of Mongolia will be his Buzhigude, but he will not be canonized by the lame man, but by defeating the lame man and his entire dynasty.

"Pass the order," Brigud swiped his long, hooked fingers into the air in an elegant and ruthless manner, "the whole army will immediately make secret preparations to slaughter the camp."

What Brigude planned was a fairly effective response plan: first, get rid of the internal support of the Wang Jun, that is, his biggest opponent on the grassland, the Wala tribe, then withdraw the army, and go to the rear to intercept the Wang Jun's attack. Food roads, strong walls and clear fields, fighting the war of attrition that the opponent can't afford.And the key to these two steps all depend on the speed and stealth when doing things.

But for the Tatars, who are as powerful as a god, neither of these is a problem.Two quarters of an hour later, they sneaked into the company's Wala village without hindrance and silently, and countless dreams and heads were cut off at the same time.Just as Brigd was growing more and more satisfied with how things were going, there was an unplanned noise.

"Khan, the Qimachang is on fire!"

Brigude wiped the knife head splattered with the blood of the Wala people, and Kongzi was as imposing as a rainbow, "Who would be so bold as to set fire without my order?"

"We didn't do it ourselves!"

It was too late to say it, and the Mongolian camp was like a paper guide, which was set on fire here and there by countless horses running wildly, bumping everywhere with fire in their manes.People howling and horses neighing, blood and flames, the ground trembled and the sky trembled.Brigud understood everything. He reached out into the chaos, grabbed a horse without a saddle, and jumped on it.

But when the horse finally drove him out of the camp through many dangers, what caught Burigude's eyes was the eyes of the soldiers of the royal army, which were denser than the mesh of the net, layer upon layer, thousands of Ten thousand, in front of him, and the oriole staring at him from behind.

Buzhigude reined in his horse, stepped on the spot three times, clipped his spurs, shouted and rushed forward with a knife.An eagle spreads its wings and soars for the pride of its fallen wings.

(End of this chapter)