"Ah snee~"

After sneezing heavily, Ye Fashan subconsciously pinched his nose.

Strangely, it’s already spring, and I actually have typhoid fever?

Is it too cold at night?

He looked up at the sky with some confusion. The bright moon hung high like a silver plate, and a lonely eagle flew past under the moon.

Ye Fashan withdrew his gaze and shook his head.

Turning his head to look at a corner of the house, a pot of unknown herbs were cooking on a small mud stove.

Gudu gudu ~

The air is filled with a faint fragrance of medicine.

As soon as he smelled the herb, his thighs hurt again.

This is completely subconscious.

It seemed that the experience of being shot in the thigh by a Turkic shaman that day reminded him that the war here was fierce and dangerous, and it was not a place to stay for a long time.

"Would you like to say goodbye to Su Dawei tomorrow? It seems that you will do nothing if you stay in the Tang army camp."

"I don't seem to see Su Dawei today. By the way, Nie Su is gone."

Until this time, Ye Fashan still didn't know that Su Dawei had already left the Tang army camp.

The hawk flew across the grassland and flew up to the mountains of gold.

Its eyes with vertical pupils present a glossy luster.

When you look down, the mountains, gravels, and bonfires below are all vivid in your mind.

When flying past Su Dawei and others camped, the hawk circled around, made a slight chirping, and then continued to fly forward.

Soon, it flew over the snow-covered peaks, crossed the rivers, and flew over the grasslands. Finally, in its sight, a large snow-white tent appeared.

Countless tents are clustered together, like countless white mushrooms drawn on a green canvas.

After hovering for several times, the falcon suddenly restrained its wings and dived downward.

call out!

A tall Turkic man in armor was standing in front of the tent.

He stared at the sky, like a rock, motionless.

Suddenly, he seemed to hear something and raised his right arm, which was wrapped in leather guards.

With a swish, a strong and ferocious falcon suddenly appeared on his arm.

"Waiting for Jin, there is news."

The eagle trainer walked into the tent and whispered to the man in the tent who was reading at night at the desk.

The man sitting behind a few cases sat upright and nodded slightly: "Take it over."

"yes."

The eagle trainer took out the rolled paper rolls from the bamboo tubes tied with the eagle's claws and sent them to Yuyun.

The orange-yellow oil lamp emits a bright light.

This kind of lamp is different from the oil lamps in the past, and the light is brighter and will not be extinguished when encountering the wind.

It is a popular whale oil lamp in Chang'an.

With the light of the oil lamp, I saw the small words as thin as mosquitoes and flies on the paper, and chewed them in my heart for a moment.

A smile gradually emerged from his face.

This smile first spreads to the corners of the mouth, then to the cheeks and to the corners of the eyes.

He looks very sincere in his smile.

"Interesting, Mosha, do you know that the person who invented this whale oil lamp is now in the Tang army."

"Yi Jin, you mean..."

"His name is Su Dawei, and Shabi was also killed by this person. You have seen it last time."

"It's him!"

The warrior who trained the eagle showed surprise on his face.

"It's not stopping yet. This person has left the Tang Army camp for one day."

With a smile on his face, He rolled the paper onto the oil lamp and burned it into ashes.

He said slowly, "I expected it well, he probably came to us."

"Wait for jin, then we?"

"When the guests come, they must be well served."

"What Shi Jin said is."

The samurai nodded, raised his right arm hard, and the eagle in his hand screamed, pounced out of the tent door and flew into the night.

"It's so fucking cold in the evening in this mountain!"

Wang Xiaojie muttered, wrapping the wool felt on his body tighter.

In fact, it is much better inside the tent than outside.

Dozens of people crowded together and kept warm to each other, which was not too difficult to deal with.

The only thing that made him feel uncomfortable was that someone in the tent had a bad feet, and the air was filled with a smell like salted fish and smelly meat, which made him frown.

He was from Xinfeng, Jingzhao, probably in the Xinfeng area of ​​Shaanxi in later generations.

Although he was young, he joined the army early and was already a veteran.

However, no matter how long he joined the army, he felt unbearable to the smell of his stinky feet.

Looking up, my eyes passed through the gaps in the curtain door, and I saw the light of the bonfire outside flashing. I also faintly saw Lou Shide and Su Dawei from the scout camp sitting together, as if talking about something.

Wang Xiaojie thought for a while, reached out and moved one of the arms that Cui Qi pressed against him. When he got up, he pulled his feet out from under Lu Wan.

It is said that these two people were from Shandong gentry and looked more like big-headed soldiers than themselves. It was really a ghost.

They can tolerate such a smell.

Dressed in wool felt, he poked his head out of the crack of the curtain and confirmed it.

Then he slightly lifted the curtain and went out.

Behind him, some unlucky person was blown by the cold wind that crawled into the tent, and his mouth made a vague curse.

Wang Xiaojie looked back and walked towards the bonfire ahead.

The tall and quiet face was Su Dawei from the scout camp.

The man sitting next to him, Wang Xiaojie knew that he was the son of the foreign general Asuna Sheer, and Asuna Daozhen.

He looks about the same age as himself, with a high nose and deep eyes, fair skin, and a handsome man.

But there was a smile on his face, and that smile looked really stupid.

There was also Lou Shide, sitting cross-legged on one side, listening.

All of them seemed to be listening to a man with fair skin, tall and strong figure and slightly round face talking.

This man seemed to be from Chang'an, and the legitimate son of General An's family seemed to be named An...An Wensheng.

Wang Xiaojie was thinking, but suddenly found that An Wensheng had stopped.

Everyone's eyes were all turned to themselves.

He hurriedly crossed his hands and saluted, "I can't sleep, so I want to come and listen."

Lou Shide looked at him and then looked at Su Dawei.

"Come and sit down." Su Dawei nodded.

Wang Xiaojie bowed again, then walked up and sat down next to Lou Shide.

Su Dawei turned his head and smiled at him: "Your archery skills are good. Thanks to you today, I can still eat rabbit meat for dinner."

"Hehe, it's a pity that the march is urgent. If you can let go of hunting, there will be more than rabbits in the mountain."

Wang Xiaojie said, glanced at everyone, and quickly changed his words: "Everyone continues talking, I just can't sleep and come over to have a seat."

The bonfire jumped a little.

An Wensheng's white face was filled with a peaceful smile.

He reached out and tweaked the fire with a piece of wood: "I was talking about the Turkic matter just now, so I'll continue."

"Tongye Hu sent two large armies to seize the grassland tribes and small countries from the north and south. The commander of the North Road was named Khasa Yehu by Tongyehu Khan; the commander of the South Road was named Khasa Yehu, the son of Tongyeku, and he was named Tochar Yehu by Tongyehu.

Ji Dusai's wife was Princess Gaochang, a Han Dynasty man. His affairs were written into "The Record of the Western Regions of the Great Tang Dynasty".

Tongye Hu Khan was brave and crafty, and good at attacking and fighting.

Then he joined Tiel in the north, rejected Persia in the west, and followed Qibin in the south, and returned to him sadly.

The control of tens of thousands of strings is dominated by the Western Regions and is under the jurisdiction of the old Wusun.

Also known as the Qianquan in the north of Shiguo.

All the kings of the Western Regions were given the title of Jie Lifa, and they sent a man from Tutun to supervise him and supervise him to collect taxes.

The prosperity of the Western Rong has never been there."

Su Dawei was fascinated by the hearing.

He knew something about this Tongye Hu Khan.

It is said that this person was the Western Turkic Khan, who was active in the late Sui Dynasty.

Emperor Gaozu of Tang Dynasty, Li Yuan, once married to him as his daughter of a royal family.

The Western Turkic Khan that Master Xuanzang saw at Saiye when he was traveling west was Tongyehu.

At that time, Tong Ye Hu welcomed Xuanzang with kindness and sent him out of the country with gifts.

Wang Xiaojie dumbfounded, "I heard from a friend in Chang'an who said this to Master Xuanzang's Western Regions in the Tang Dynasty, but I don't know that this Western Turkish throne Ye Hu Khan."

Lou Shide said on the side: "This throne Ye Hu has long been dead. In fact, the Western Turks had a good relationship with the Tang Dynasty before. Shi Dabiao, a famous general in the founding of the Tang Dynasty, was born in the royal family of the Western Turks."

"There is still something?" Wang Xiaojie was even more surprised.

"Then why did the Western Turks fight against the Tang Dynasty now?"

An Wensheng said: "The Western Turks have always been friendly with the Tang Dynasty in the past, but after we destroyed the Eastern Turks, the Eastern Turks prince Ashina Nishu led the remaining troops to flee to the Western Turks and usurped the Western Turks kingdom."

Silence, the whole scene was strangely silent.

It’s just because everything An Wensheng said is so terrible.

The famous general of the Tang Dynasty, Li Jing, destroyed the Eastern Turkic Republic, and the Eastern Turkic prince fled to the Western Turkic Republic and robbed the throne.

Then the Western Turkic royal family, which was in contact with the Tang Dynasty, disappeared.

"Then the people who are against us now should be the people from the Eastern Turks."

"Well, the Eastern Turks are gone, they are Jiuzhan Nestle."

"No matter what he is, in short, if you dare to oppose the Tang Dynasty, we will destroy them and let them taste the power of the Tang Dynasty's heavenly soldiers."

"Actually, those people from the Eastern Turks didn't last long.

Mo Heduo assassinated the Khan of Ye Hu and proclaimed himself the Khan. After he claimed to be the Great Khan, the ten Western Turkic surnames were dissatisfied.

The crossbows and Bibi jointly elected Ashina Nishu as Khan.

Nie refused to take the position and welcomed the throne, Ye Hu Khan, Ashina, to serve the special forces, for Si Ye Hu Khan.

Later, Mo Hedu was defeated and killed by Nishu.

All tribes jointly recommended Ye Hu as the Great Khan of the Western Turks.

But Si Yehu suspected Nishu who supported him, and conspired to kill Nishu, Nishu fled to Yanqi.

Siye Hu was attacked by Shibei Daguan and Bijun and fled to Kangju, but died soon after.

The Western Turks welcomed Nishu, which was Dulu Khan."

After hearing this, everyone present was dizzy and extremely big.

Su Dawei couldn't help but say to An Wensheng: "Wensheng, just listening to these names has already made me feel a headache. How do you remember these?"

"In fact, memory is also natural, and it depends on talent."

"I don't want to talk to you."

An Wensheng smiled and continued: "Ashina Nishu was later enthroned by the Tang Dynasty as the Khan of Tun Aloba Xilibi Dulu."

"This string of twisted names is too crap."

Su Dawei twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at An Wensheng with a strange look: "Wensheng, you are simply a living encyclopedia."

"What is an encyclopedia?"
Chapter completed!