"Woo~" The low trumpet sound echoed in the valley, one after another, and the foot of the mountain began to make noise, the fog became thinner and gradually dissipated. You could barely see the situation in the Turkic camp at the foot of the mountain. However, for Yang Yuanqing and Yang Sien, who were keen eyes, there was no obstacle. They were located on a cliff seven or eight feet high, and every move in the enemy camp could be seen clearly.

Turkic tents were densely arranged, stretching for more than ten miles, with at least three or four thousand. Turkic soldiers came out one after another, with neat armor. Each of them carried a puffer roll for sleeping. The horses were tied to the big tent. They directly placed the puffer rolls and other supplies on the horse's back. Judging from their appearance, they were preparing to move to the camp.

At this time, it was a good opportunity to observe the enemy. "Fifty people!" Yuchi Dun whispered. He had already observed the 50 and 6 camp tents, and basically there were fifty people. Yang Yuanqing nodded, and he also counted correctly. A team of 100 people lived in two tents. That is to say, there were about 150,000 Turkic troops below.

The second is to observe the enemy's equipment, which is also the most important task for the scouts. Of course, they already know this and now they just need to confirm it.

When attacking the Turkic patrol the night before yesterday, the equipment of the Turkic army can be seen from the patrol. As the elite of the Turkic army, the patrol must be the best equipment.

The patrol patrol all wear leather armor, which is understandable. After all, the Turks did not have such strong national strength, and everyone was wearing iron armor, but it was easy to wear leather armor made of mature cowhide. Even the Sui army was not everyone's bright light armor. At least half of the soldiers used the sleeve armor and two-crotch armor left by the Southern and Northern Dynasties.

What Yang Yuanqing saw now was basically leather armor, some were rough and delicate, but also iron armor, that is, the personal soldiers of the Turkic Khan. Around a huge dome tent with a golden wolf-headed banner, there were thousands of iron armor soldiers, all of which were of two-crotch armor.

At this time, Yang Yuanqing's attention was focused on the huge dome tent. It should be Datou Khan's big tent. It was so close to him, less than 300 steps. Yang Yuanqing turned his head and looked at Yang Sien. It happened that Yang Sien was also looking at him. The two of them looked at each other, and what they showed was a kind of resolute courage to kill Datou Khan.

But they had no chance. A Turkic leader in golden armor walked out of the tent, and shouts like tsunamis erupted around him. He turned over his horse and waved his hand. Thousands of iron armored knights guarded him to the depths of the tent. Along the way, countless soldiers knelt down and shouted, gradually moving away.

Yang Yuanqing looked at Yang Sien again, and at this time they both showed a bitter smile and regret. Liu Jian ran over, "There is a long time to organize the information."

Yang Yuanqing nodded, took out a thin piece of silk paper, used a special reed tube fine brush, dipped it in light ink, and wrote information, number of people, equipment, morale, and commander on thin white silk paper. There is no need to write about food and grass in the current garrison. The information was not something that Yang Yuanqing saw alone, and needed everyone to communicate and reach a consensus. If there were any differences, they had to continue to investigate. Fortunately, their opinions were the same.

Yang Yuanqing waved it and gently blew the ink dry. Among the fire soldiers, only Yang Yuanqing and Fat Fish knew literacy, and Yang Sien could barely recognize a few words.

"Huo Chang, your handwriting is so neat!" Yuchi Dun praised in a low voice behind him.

Yang Yuanqing turned around and smiled slightly, "Yuchi, do you want me to teach you how to read?"

Yuchi Dun's expression was a little twisted. He smiled embarrassedly and said, "I think I'm thinking about it, but I'm afraid I'm not patient. I heard I have to memorize a lot of books."

"I just teach you how to know hundreds of words, but I didn't choose you to be a county magistrate, so what book should I recite?"

When Yuchi Dun heard that he didn't need to be entrusted, he immediately said happily: "That's OK! If you have time, I can also write a handwritten letter to my parents."

"Flame!"

Liu Jian scratched his head and grinned, "Can you teach me too? I think about becoming the leader of the regiment in the future, depending on military orders and documents, how can you be illiterate? Don't be cheated of it."

Yang Yuanqing laughed, "No problem, after we return to the military camp, I will be a guru for everyone."

At this time, his silk paper had dried up. He carefully folded it up and rolled it up, stuffed it into a small thin bamboo tube, sealed it with white wax, and handed it to Yuchi Dun.

Yuchi Dun whistled, and the falcon slowly hovered down on his head, and finally stopped on his shoulder. Yuchi Dun tied the thin bamboo tube to the eagle's legs. At this time, Yang Yuanqing asked strangely: "Why did you let the eagle go back to the military camp? Didn't it only recognize you?"

Yuchi Dun smiled slightly and said, "My eagle has been trained specifically. I will send a signal that it will fly south to find the eagle tower. The eagle tower is in the camp and is very bright in color. There are special people there. My father trained it in the military palace for three years before he finally succeeded."

"Is your father also a soldier?" Liu Jian next to him asked curiously.

Yuchi Dun ignored him and tied up the bamboo tube. He took out a short white three-hole bone flute. He played the sound of three long and one short flute, and repeatedly played it three times. He saw the falcon on his shoulder flapping his wings, hovering in the air for a few circles, flapping his wings and flying southward.

Yang Yuanqing suddenly remembered the eagle that was shot to death by him, and felt a little regretful in his heart. Shooting an eagle to death and finally pulling out a feather, which was too wasteful.

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It was already afternoon when the four of them returned to the cave. They drank a few sips of water, ate some dry food, and had a moment of rest. It was time to set off and return to the camp. Their mission had been completed and they didn't need to continue following them. They were eager to return home and could not stay for a while.

"The fire is long, this is Zhang Jinduan's ashes!"

Zhao Mingsheng handed him a pottery jar. Yang Yuanqing nodded silently and took it. Yang Su was extremely strict in his army, but he was very kind. All the corpses of the fallen soldiers were sent back to his hometown. Civilian officials must write their deeds. If they were lazy, they would be killed, and their minor achievements would be recorded, so the soldiers were willing to die for him.

Yang Yuanqing put the pottery jar into his horse bag, and smiled at the Sogdian Conbass and said, "You go back to the camp with me, and I will exempt you from your identity as a prisoner of war."

Combas was overjoyed and became a prisoner of war in the Sui army. He didn't know what would happen. The exemption of prisoners of war meant that he could go back to his hometown. He knelt down and kowtowed to Yang Yuanqing, and turned over the horse. Yang Yuanqing gave him Zhang Jinsun's armor and weapons, "Put it on! I just happened to have one subordinate, so you will supplement it."

Combas was stunned. He was furious for a long time and could not return to his hometown.

The Sui army scouts traveled south. At dusk, they walked out of the forest. There were vast grasslands ahead, but things often didn't go so smoothly. Just as they walked out of the forest, a whistle and screamed over their heads, "Swish--"

"Minging!"

The scouts changed their colors. They were discovered by the Turkic whistle hidden in the tree. They turned their horses and ran towards the forest. However, it was too late. Two Turkic cavalrymen with hundreds of people were attacked from north to south. One of them divided into fifty soldiers rushed into the forest, cutting off their retreat for escape back to the forest.

Datou Khan's nephew Ashinaboli had not returned to the camp for a long time, which caused Datou's concern. He suspected that there were Sui army scouts nearby, so he sent twenty teams of thousands of cavalry to search everywhere. The Sui army scouts encountered two of them a hundred-man teams.

"Everyone comes with me!"

Seeing that it was impossible to escape, Yang Yuanqing held his horse's head and shouted: "Break through the south!"

Their only chance now is to break through before the two teams meet. He made a war horse and rushed into the slanting sting. He opened his bow and shot with an arrow. The arrow went like lightning. A hundred steps away, a centurion headed to the head screamed and turned over and fell off the horse. Then another arrow on the left shot down another ten-men.

The subordinates fired arrows one after another. The range of the Sui army's bows and arrows was twice as good as the Turkic army. The advantage was obvious. In the blink of an eye, more than ten people were shot down. However, the Turkic people were extremely fast and surrounded them in an instant. A Turkic officer wearing a silver helmet was shouting loudly.

"What position is that person? What are you talking about?" Yang Yuanqing turned around and asked.

"He is the commander of a thousand men, and he said he was caught alive!"

Yang Sien roared, danced his horse spear, and rushed towards the commander of the silver helmet, "Capture the king first, and let me kill him!"

Yang Yuanqing couldn't shout that they wanted to break out of the weakest point. There were too many people around the commander and they were going to suffer a great loss. He also shouted, "Brothers, break out from here with me!"

He waved his big sword and rushed towards the weakest point. The war horses rushed into the enemy group, slashed by a long sword, slashing a Turkic soldier into two pieces. Before the sword was exhausted, he slashed another head. At the critical moment of life and death, he also took advantage of his courage and sword skills to the fullest, like a tiger going down the mountain, killing seven or eight Turkic soldiers in an instant, sweeping away from the corner of his eyes, his subordinates followed him, and Yuchi Dun was behind him.

At this moment, I saw a scream, "Flame!"

Yang Yuanqing turned his head and saw Zhao Mingsheng's stomach being pierced by a spear, turning him over to the ground. Turkic soldiers rushed forward, and Zhao Mingsheng shouted sadly, "Long Fire, brothers are gone first!"

He stabbed his backhand into his chest and died of anger.

Yang Yuanqing's eyes turned red, his lips were biting bleeding, and he danced his big sword like crazy, killing the Turkic army so hard that flesh and blood were flying everywhere, and his body was covered in blood. At this time, he heard a long scream behind him. Another scout, He Liu, who had a weak martial arts, was caught by a rope and was caught off guard. He killed one person desperately. The Turkic army was furious and cut him to death.

At this time, Yang Sien also killed the siege and joined forces. Both of them were very skilled in martial arts and cooperated with each other, and gradually broke out a path of blood.

Their breakthrough was only a short moment, and the two Turkic troops began to close together. The leader of the Silver Helmet officer came from the side. He shouted loudly, commanding the army to surround the Sui army. He was a commander with a high status and knew that it was of great significance to capture the Sui army scout.

At this moment, Yuchi Dun seized the opportunity and pulled a bow and shot it. The commander of the thousand men could not dodge and was shot into the door with an arrow. He screamed and fell off the horse. When the Turkic soldiers saw the leader being dismissed, they were all panicked and stepped forward to rescue him one after another. A crack appeared in the formation.

This once-in-a-lifetime opportunity was captured by Yang Yuanqing. He roared and killed four or five people. He fought with Yang Sien and actually broke out a bloody road. Everyone rushed out of the siege and ran to the south. At this time, when Turkic soldiers saw that there was no hope of capturing alive, they fired arrows together. The arrows were fired at the end. Wang Sanlang and Liu Jian, who were running at the end, screamed at the same time, fell from the horse, and Wang Sanlang was shot through the neck by the arrows and fell to the ground to death.

Liu Jian was shot in an arrow on his war horse, and he himself was shot in the shoulder and thigh. He staggered and ran for two steps, fell to the ground, shouting sadly: "Long fire, save me!"

Yang Yuanqing's white cloud horse rushed past, danced with one hand and called arrows. Dozens of Turkic soldiers caught up. Yang Sien roared and rushed forward to stop the Turkic soldiers.

"Take him away!"

Yang Yuanqing leaned over, grabbed Liu Jian's back and turned his head and ran away. Liu Jian was too heavy and the war horse could not afford it. Yang Yuanqing simply threw away the big knife and ran dozens of steps. He threw Liu Jian onto another horse and everyone ran away.

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When night fell, the sky was full of stars. By the side of a small river like a jade belt, the scouts who escaped the disaster finally fell down from their horses exhausted. They struggled to climb to the river, buried their heads in the river and drank the river water. Everyone's body was stained with blood.

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Chapter completed!