It was already dusk when Yang Yuanqing and the other four returned to the forest. They found the cave yesterday. Zhao Mingsheng and the other four were barbecuing lamb. Yang Sien and Liu Jian were hungry and each grabbed a lamb leg and started chewing it.

"The fire is long, where is the pig?" Zhao Mingsheng showed a look of worry on his face. Zhang Jindun's death made him a frightened bird.

"He... has something to go to the south."

Yang Yuanqing said vaguely. He saw a Turkic bow and arrow, and picked it up, slapped the arrow, and shot it into the depths of the cave. No, the bow body was a single bow, the string was very soft, the twisting force was not large, and the range was only forty or fifty steps at most. Yang Yuanqing knew that the level of bow and arrow of the Turkic people in the Tang Dynasty in history increased rapidly, no less than that of the Central Plains. That was because during the Sui Rebellion, the Turks abducted a large number of good craftsmen who were good at making bows from Mayi County. Mayi County has been a place where good bows were produced since ancient times.

He threw away the bow and arrow, and at this time he was more concerned about the confession of the prisoners of war, "Did he say it? That Sogdian."

"Well! I said it all. He was a businessman. The caravan was attacked by the Turks in Yiwu, and all his companions were killed. He was saved because he could speak Turkic and Chinese."

Zhao Mingsheng whined, "It's there!"

There was a black shadow squatting at the turn of the cave. It was the Sogdian. Yang Yuanqing glanced at him and asked again: "How did he explain, where is the main force of the Turks?"

"He said it was on the other side of the mountain, we were on the east side. When we crossed this mountain, the main force of the Turks was on the west side of the mountain, and it was only two or three miles away from us."

Yang Yuanqing was shocked, and then he understood why the Turkic Fire Eagle ran eastward, and it turned out that he wanted to lure them away.

He quickly walked to the Sogdians and squatted down. In the dim light, he felt that the Sogdian was very frightened, and his sharp and long nose was trembling slightly. Yang Yuanqing had been practicing martial arts for many years and had a sense of sensitivity to the temperament of a martial artist. This Sogdian had no feeling of practicing martial arts at all, and he did have the timidity and caution of a businessman.

"What's your name? Where's the person?"

"My name is Conbas, a native of Conn."

His voice was very small and his tone was trembling. The Kang State was one of the nine Sogdian countries. The nine Sogdian countries refer to the nine small countries between the Amu River and the Yaosha River. The capital of the Kang State was the famous historical city of Samarkand. The Sogdians were famous for their good business skills. They traveled on the famous Silk Road since the Jin Dynasty and the Southern and Northern Dynasties. An Lushan in the middle Tang Dynasty was also a Kang State.

The Sogdian named Combas was obviously afraid of being silenced by the Sui army. He knelt in front of Yang Yuanqing and pleaded, "I am a businessman and often go to Xijing. Last November, I was captured by the Turks in Yiwu and stayed with the Turks for more than two months. I still have a wife and children at home, so I beg the general to spare my life."

"I won't kill you for the time being. If you dare to lie to me, then I will use your head to repay the merits. Do you understand?"

"I...I understand!"

Yang Yuanqing pulled him to the fire, Zhao Mingsheng and others built a simple stove with stones. Even if the fire was burned at night, the fire would be blocked and could not be seen outside.

Yang Yuanqing took out the map and spread it on the stone. He searched carefully and found the location of their cave. He pointed to the cave and asked the Sogdians, "Now we are in this location, so tell me where the Turkic camp you know is?"

The Sogdian looked at it tremblingly for a long time, and pointed to the other side of the mountain range, "Here, in a large valley, I remember there was a large stone pillar facing the sky next to the camp, which was dozens of feet high, and it was very conspicuous."

"When did you leave the camp?"

"At noon the day before yesterday, I said there might be a spy from the Sui army, so I came out to patrol."

Yang Sien next to him said, "Then we have to go up the mountain immediately. The Turks stay in one place for up to two or three days."

Yang Yuanqing nodded, and pointed at Yuchi Dun, "I, Big Xiong, Lao Liu and Yuchi, the four of us go, and the others are waiting in the cave. If we don't come back before dark tomorrow, you will go back to the camp yourself."

He pointed at the Sogdian Conbas and said to Zhao Mingsheng: "Don't hurt him for the time being, give him a full stomach, but be careful that he escapes to report the news."

Combas hurriedly said, "I was too late to be happy to escape from the Turks, so how could I report the news?"

Yang Yuanqing ignored him, and waved his hand, "Let's go!"

The four of them cleaned up briefly, brought only knives and bows and arrows, and left the cave. Yuchi Dun whistled, the falcon flew down and landed on his shoulders. They climbed towards the top of the mountain along the foothills.

The mountain they were in was just a branch of Yudujin Mountain. It was not very high, but very steep. There was a forest at the foot of the mountain, and there was no tree on the mountain, covered with thorns and shrubs. Yang Sienpan was in the front, Liu Jian followed closely behind, Yang Yuanqing was in the third, and Yuchi Dun fell in the last. He was an eagle slave. Although his martial arts skills were not high, he had to follow him.

In the night, they climbed the mountains silently, and no one spoke. After experiencing the Turkic woman incident during the day, Liu Jian was obviously particularly silent, but when he accidentally saw Yang Yuanqing, a hint of gratitude would appear in his eyes.

He restrained himself for the first time, and to him it was like a rebirth.

They took more than an hour to climb over the top of the mountain and headed to the west. The mountain to the west was steeper than the east. Yang Yuanqing jumped down a steep rock. This was the end of the cliff. There was no way below. It was a cliff that lasted several miles long. The foot was very narrow. After a little bit, you would fall into the bottomless crack of the rock. It was very dangerous. Yang Yuanqing stretched out his hand to Yuchi, "Hold it!"

Yuchi Dun hesitated for a moment, held his hand, jumped down, almost unable to stand firm, scared him to grab Yang Yuanqing's arm and exclaimed, "It's so dangerous!"

Yang Yuanqing felt that his hands were very delicate, with round knuckles and smooth as water, not like a soldier's hand at all. He was slightly stunned. At this moment, Yang Sien's low shout came from the front of the right, "Long Fire, I saw it!"

Yang Yuanqing was overjoyed. He didn't care about the abnormality of Wei Chi Dun. He rushed up a few steps and lay on the big stone beside Yang Sien. He looked down and saw a huge valley below. There were stars and stars in the valley, like stars in the sky, boundless. Next to it was a dark mountain stone pillar, like a sword, piercing the sky. Kangbas did not lie to them. It was indeed the camp of the main Turkic army below.

As scouts of the Sui army, their mission was not just to find out where the main force of the Turks was, but also to investigate the number of enemy troops, equipment, morale status, and the situation of the Turkish commander. They could not detect all this in the dark, so they had to wait for dawn.

There was nothing to say all night, and the sky gradually became brighter. Yang Yuanqing was the first to wake up and found that Yuchi Dun was snuggling beside him, his head tilted on his shoulder, and he slept very sweetly. Yang Yuanqing suddenly remembered the delicate feeling when he held his hand last night. He moved his heart and looked down at him carefully. Yuchi Dun looked like a woman, with a figure and a feminine skin, so there was no problem with this. Many men were a little sissy, so Liu Jian would talk about him behind his back that he was the Rabbit Lord.

But Yang Yuanqing had been with him for nearly twenty days and did find something unusual about him. For example, he always sleeps in the innermost part of the tent and has never seen him go to the toilet. When everyone urinates carelessly on the grassland, he always has other things. When he sleeps at night, he will leave on the excuse of taking care of the falcon. There is also the Turkic woman yesterday. When Liu Jian rids a woman tore her clothes, Yuchi Dun obviously lost his composure. The kind of anger that only her kind can have. Could it be that he is?

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It is said that secrets hidden in normal times will be exposed during sleep. Yang Yuanqing observed him carefully. The more he looked at him, the more he looked like a woman. Yang Yuanqing slowly stretched out his hand and pushed away the thread of hair that always covered his ears. It turned out to be black hair, not the thick hair of a man.

Sure enough, he discovered the secret of Yuchi Dun. There was a small eye on his left earlobe. Yang Yuanqing's heart was pounding. Why was she so bold and mingled in the men's army? Is she the legendary Mulan? She joined the army for her father and had elder sister and younger brothers in the family, but her surname was Yuchi, not Hua.

Yang Yuanqing suddenly felt that he had an extra burden, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly, why did he discover Yuchi's secret? If he didn't know anything, it had nothing to do with him.

Although he said this, Yuchi trusted him very much. He actually joined the army for his father for a short time. He slept in a tent with a group of rude men every day. He could imagine his pressure. He was probably extremely tired and fell asleep leaning on himself. This also shows that he still trusted himself more in his heart. This trust made Yang Yuanqing feel that the burden became a responsibility, which made him a headache. Alas! Let’s talk about it later!

"Yeah!" With a sound, Yuchi Dun woke up. He found himself leaning against Yang Yuanqing's shoulder. He was so scared that he quickly sat up, cleaned his hair, and concealed his incompetence. "Huo Chang, when is it now?"

"Around the fifth hour, the bottom is covered with fog, and nothing can be seen. You have to wait for the sun to come out. You can sleep for a while!"

"I'm almost frozen to death if I don't sleep."

When Yuchi Dun saw Yang Yuanqing take a vermilion pill with wine, he couldn't help but ask curiously: "What kind of pill is that?"

"This is the pill that I practice. I have to take it every day, morning and night. Unfortunately, there is no river here, otherwise I would have to go to the bottom of the water to practice swords. Yuchi, why don't you learn martial arts?"

"Who said I don't learn martial arts? I just don't have a famous teacher? My brother and I have studied with a veteran in the village for a few years. We only know a little bit of simple fists and feet. Unlike you, we still have to take Dan Pills. Fire Grow. What kind of Dan Pills, let me see?" Yuchi Dun was very curious.

Yang Yuanqing took out a pill and gave it to him, "After taking this pill, you won't be afraid of the cold. When you are cold, you break a small piece and chew it, but don't take it all, you will be too hot to wear clothes."

Yuchi Dun's face turned red. He broke off a small piece and put it in his mouth, chewed it and swallowed it. After a moment, he nodded and smiled: "It's really hot inside his body, and the fire is long. This is the marching treasure of winter!"

Yang Yuanqing's heart moved. He had never thought about this before, but there was something wrong with it.

"The fire is long, and the fog seems to be beginning to dissipate!" Yang Sien also woke up on the other side of the cliff.

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Chapter completed!