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The body had been buried, and Yang Yuanqing also washed away the blood on his body by the stream. He did not rush into the cave, but sat on a big rock. The first time he killed someone today made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Although he knew that this day would come soon, when it really came, Yang Yuanqing still felt an internal disgust. It was too sudden and he was not mentally prepared. Especially the moment when the Turkic eyes went from lit to death, the feeling of life disappearing made it difficult for him to calm down.

"Captain of Fire, every soldier will go through this level!" At some point, Yuchi Dun came to him, sat down on the big rock next to him, and comforted him in a low voice.

"I'm fine."

Yang Yuanqing's heart was gradually calming down. The feeling of killing was like a spider silk wrapped around his heart. It had been melted by his heart and melted into his heart and could not feel its existence.

"Yang Sien is right!"

Yang Yuanqing smiled bitterly, "If I don't kill him, I will be killed by him. I have figured it out."

"Actually, I have never killed anyone, but I am not afraid of death. Whether it is killing or being killed, I am very calm."

Yuchi Dun bit his mouth, picked up a branch and threw it into the stream. His bright eyes looked at the branches floating away, and said lightly: "If I guess correctly, Huochang should be the nobles in the capital. Only the children of nobles who rarely die will value life so seriously. For us, death is only part of life. For soldiers, being able to die on the battlefield is also a kind of honor and honor. It can bring pensions to their families and land to their younger brothers. It can make their parents proudly tell the villagers that my son died in the battlefield. To be honest, I would rather die than return home from the disabled. It is a burden to their parents. Life is better than death."

Yang Yuanqing was surprised that his thoughts were so delicate, so he smiled and asked him, "What are you doing at home? Do you have a younger brother?"

"My family has been farming for generations. I have six brothers, one sister and one younger brother, but all six brothers have died one after another, almost one in a year. There is a disease in our family. Men are not even 18 years old. I guess I can't live either, so I come to the army to fight and die on the battlefield, and I can get some pensions."

Yuchi Dun glanced at Yang Yuanqing and saw that he was a little surprised. He smiled and said, "Actually, I am only sixteen years old this year. My father is an eagle slave in the palace. He is old and it is his turn to guard the capital. I praised his name and came to the capital for him to guard the capital. Unexpectedly, the war broke out and he went to the front line in a daze."

Yang Yuanqing couldn't help laughing a little. His fire subordinates were all strange. Yang Sien and Liu Jian were deserters, but the Yuchi brothers were in the army for their father. I wonder if there were any problems with others?

"Aren't you afraid that I will report you?" Yang Yuanqing smiled slightly.

"I know you won't!"

Yuchi Dun smiled a little cunningly, "I think I can watch people. The first time I patrol you, I know who you are. You didn't even sue Yang Daxiong and Liu Mian... Liu Jian, will you tell me?"

"The fire-long mutton is ready!" Zhang Jinmun's shout came from afar.

"I'm hungry, let's go!"

Yang Yuanqing stood up and patted the branches and leaves of his body. Yuchi Dun stood up and whistled sharply. A falcon appeared in the sky, circling and falling, and stopped on Yuchi Dun's shoulder. Yang Yuanqing and the falcon were already very familiar with him, so he reached out to mōmō its head.

But the falcon turned his head and quickly pecked the back of his hand, but it was not really pecked. In addition to the owner, they were a little better to Yang Yuanqing, because Yang Yuanqing shot hares along the way to feed it.

Yang Yuanqing laughed and scolded: "You flat-haired beast, you dare to peck me. Why don't you peck me when feeding you meat?"

Yuchi Dun gently stroked the head of mō and smiled, "It is already very good to you, and even my brother dared not touch it."

"Well! Yuchi, what is your real name? You just said that you are joining the army with your father's name."

"Don't ask, my name is Yuchi Dun, remember?"

Yang Yuanqing quickly walked into the forest, and Zhang Jinmeng handed over a roasted lamb as if he was pleased, "The fire is long, I have put the seasonings."

Zhang Jinmun is from Luoyang and a ferryman on Luoshui. She looks big, but she is the least courageous and useless of the nine subordinates. Because he is very good at water and is especially good at drawing sheepskin rafts, he was transferred to Yang Yuanqing.

He is very good at flattering Yang Yuanqing. Of course, he only has one purpose. He takes care of him a little while in war. His son is still young and his wife and children have to be supported by him. Of course, he doesn't want to die.

Yang Yuanqing patted his shoulder and smiled and said, "Bronze, don't do this in the future. When they see it, they will look down on you again. I will not take care of you just because of this."

Zhang Jinmeng scratched her head awkwardly, and had to follow Yang Yuanqing back to the cave. In the cave, a whole sheep was roasted and roasted golden and fragrant. Scout Yu Hong gave it to everyone one by one with a knife. Yu Hong was fat all over, but the water was excellent, nicknamed Fat Fish, and he had good cooking skills. Barbecue was naturally his job. Everyone sprinkled salt and squatted on the ground and chewed it.

Yang Yuanqing was gnawing a sheep, but his mind was not about eating it.

"Old Liu, where is Zhao Mingsheng? You go out together, why haven't he come back?"

"We broke up when we went out. He went north and I went south. How do I know where he went?"

"Then have you discovered any enemy situation?"

"No, I only smelled the scent of barbecue and came back."

Everyone laughed. At this moment, the sound of horse hooves came from outside, and everyone stopped moving, as if they were immobilized. Then, everyone threw away the flesh in their hands and ran towards the horse, unsheathed the knife, drew the arrow, and a figure flashed at the entrance of the cave, and Zhao Mingsheng's anxious voice came, "Long fire, I found the Turkic sentry!"

Yang Yuanqing walked up and asked in a deep voice: "Where is it? How many people are there?"

"Just twenty miles north, there were twenty cavalrymen, all of them resting."

"Everyone eat a little more and then set off."

Yang Yuanqing calmed down his nervousness. His first battle came quietly. Everyone quickly ate some mutton and began to pack up their weapons and items. Everyone turned over and followed Zhao Mingsheng to the north.

The reason why their mission is called a dead sign is that they not only have to go deep into the hinterland of the enemy and find the main force of the enemy, but more importantly, they have to face the Turkish wards, which is the greatest danger. The Turkish wards are responsible for hunting these Sui army scouts.

When they encounter a brigade of wandering watches, they must learn to hide, but when they encounter a small number of wandering watches, it is best to annihilate them, and at the same time, they can get information from the main Turkic forces.

What they met today was a 20-person Turkic sentry, that is, Turkic sentry that spent the night in the cave. Yang Sien's inference was actually correct. There were only ten people in the cave, and they met another team of patrols in the forest during the day.

In a dense forest about twenty miles away from the cave, they discovered the enemy, which was the place where the Turks had just rested, but they had left now. Judging from the horse's hoof print, they should have gone north.

Ten Sui army scouts, like grassland wolf, followed the whereabouts of the Turks.

As night gradually descended, the forest night was filled with danger. The moonlight penetrated through the branches and threw pale silver into the forest. The trunks, branches and grass were dyed with a strange luster. Flashes of wolf howlings came from afar. Under the feet of rotten leaves, there were unknown things swimming rustling. The war horses sniffed from time to time. This was not fatigue, but internal fear. The scouts and cavalrymen did not speak, and walked through the forest one after another.

After walking about fifty miles northward, the Sui army finally found its target. Deep in the forest, a small fire was so dazzling in the dark mist night, which showed the inner fear of the Turks. Last night in the cave, they did not light a bonfire.

About sixty steps away from the bonfire, eight Sui army scouts hid behind a few big trees, waiting for news about the fire leader Yang Yuanqing and Liu Jian. Although Liu Jian likes to tell some dirty jokes, he is the most experienced one among the fire scouts. He has been a scout for twelve years. He is a Hun, knows Turkic, and knows the Turkic habits very well.

More than a dozen Turkic soldiers were chatting and laughing around the bonfire, and a yellow sheep was also roasted on the fire. Each of them had a wine jug. The wine jug was filled with wine made of horse milk, and knives and bows were around, but the spears were on the horse. Their war horses were tied to several big trees not far behind him, and a group of darkness was in a group.

After a big tree about ten steps away from the bonfire, Liu Jianzheng said to Yang Yuanqing his discovery, "There are nineteen people in total, with a double horse, a single bow, a maximum range of forty steps. Can you see that? The two in the easternmost part are their heads, this is the Western Turks!"

Yang Yuanqing was watching the two Turkic leaders. One was thin and the other seemed young. His face was blocked by a tree. He couldn't see his appearance clearly. Both of them were loose, with small braids, his leather armor was taken off, and his clothes were open. The flames reflected their bronze muscles, and they each had a black belt around their waists. This was the symbol of the chief of the ten men. The two leaders indicated that these were two Turkic patrols.

Yang Yuanqing frowned, "Why is it the Western Turks?"

"Did you see that there is a Sogdian sitting west, only in the Western Turkic army."

Yang Yuanqing also discovered that there was a soldier with a different appearance than the Turkic people, with deep eyes and high noses, unlike the wide faces of the Turkic people, but this is not important now. What is important is how he would destroy these nineteen Turkic soldiers and at least one person would have to capture alive.

He quickly calculated in his mind that after a certain idea, he touched Liu Jian with his arm. The two left quietly, and the Turkish laughter was still in the fire. No one realized that the danger was right in front of him.
Chapter completed!