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"No, you are making things difficult for me." Zhao Yong's face was full of bitterness.

"It's not that we are making things difficult for you, but that we are going to make achievements together. I increasingly feel that my elder brother's plan is feasible, and we have a great possibility to return to the Ming Dynasty safely."

Zhao Yong looked at Luo Xin, and Luo Xin looked at Zhao Yong without being outdone. In the end, Zhao Yong sighed with regret:

"It is also my blessing for me, Zhao Yong, to be able to sleep with you forever in the grassland. Well, let's go to Altan Khan's tent together."

Kuku and Tun.

A high slope was covered with tall grass. At this time, Zhao Yong, Luo Xin and Luo Qing were on this high slope, poking their heads out of the tall grass and looking far towards the Alathan camp beside Kuku and Tun.

Kuku and Tun on the left is a large construction site, with people clamoring. However, the Alathan Khan camp on the right is silent, with occasional Mongolians riding horses coming out of the inside or entering from outside.

Zhao Yong frowned tightly at the huge camp. Although there were no walls and no decent buildings here, they were almost all yurts, that is, round tents, both large and small, but at first glance there were too many tents. There were so many that they could not see at a glance that it was simply a city composed of tents. During this period, there were countless streets of large and small, and pedestrians on the street were bustling. The yurts facing the street were either hotels or shops, and people were in and out from time to time.

However, Zhao Yong and the others could still see Alathan's golden tent, because the tent was the largest and the highest, and it was golden, right in the center of this city composed of tents.

"It's so big!" Zhao Yong shook his head and said, "It's hard for us to rush to the Alathan Khan's golden tent."

"We can raid at night!" Luo Qing whispered while looking at the terrain.

"It's very difficult! Look over there!" Zhao Yong signaled with his eyes: "There should be the Mongolian barracks over there, and there should be at least thousands of Mongolian cavalry, and they are also very elite cavalry. In addition to these most elite Mongolian cavalry, there should be a large number of Mongolian soldiers. I'm afraid that they will be surrounded before we attack the golden tent. However, this time we came here mainly to make trouble here. Let the Mongolian soldiers on the grassland retreat, form a loophole, and let us take the opportunity to return to the Ming Dynasty. So we don't have to attack Altan Khan's golden tent. All we need is to make a big noise. Then evacuate quickly."

Luo Qing frowned tightly and had already touched the edge of Alatan Khan's camp, but he watched helplessly that he could not get close to him or hurt Alatan Khan at all. He was very unwilling to accept it.

"My brother, is there any way?"

Luo Xin looked around and thought, his eyes gradually lit up. He whispered:

"Let's go back."

Luo Qing and Zhao Yong nodded together, looked at the Mongolian camp in the distance, and led a dozen subordinates to retreat quietly to the distance. They quietly retreated five miles away, and hidden more than a thousand cavalrymen in the vast grassland there. Seeing Luo Xin and others back, more than a thousand eyes looked at Luo Xin and the other three.

Luo Xin and others sat down together. The dozen or so cavalrymen also returned to the crowd and whispered what they saw and heard to the people around them. As soon as Zhao Yong sat down, he said:

"No, we cannot stay here for too long, we must do it as soon as possible. This place is too close to Altan Khan, and maybe we will be discovered by the Mongolian sentinels at any time."

Luo Xin nodded, stretched out his hand to pull out the tall grass in front of him, then picked up a stone and drew it on the ground.

"This is Kukuhetun, this is Alathan's camp. There are large pastures here and here, with many cattle and sheep. I remember that on the way we came, there was a dense forest about seven miles away from here."

"Not bad! There is a forest." Zhao Yong and Luo Qing nodded and responded.

"Do you think this is feasible? Let's make a batch of racks. Tie it on the cow and make two racks on both sides of the cow's body, just like a shoulder pole across the cow's body, and two racks are fixed by the shoulder pole on both sides of the cow's body. Then fix a multi-barrel rocket launcher on each rack. We first go to the jungle seven miles away to make a hundred racks. Then return here to hide and sneak into a ranch at night. I guess there will be no guards there, we will see

After the guards were killed, find a hundred strong cows and fix the racks that fixed many rocket launchers to the cows. Then we secretly lead a hundred cows to Alathan's camp. Then ignite the leads of multiple rocket launchers and drive the cows into Alathan's camp. One cow is burdened with two rocket launchers. Once the multiple rocket launchers are fired, one hundred cows will be frightened and run around, which will inevitably cause chaos. At that time, we will take advantage of the opportunity to rush in, and maybe there will be unexpected surprises."

"good!"

Luo Qing was furious when he heard this. He believed Luo Xin unconditionally. Luo Xin said that multiple rocket launchers could cause chaos to the Mongols, so he believed unconditionally. However, Zhao Yong had never seen the power of multiple rocket launchers, and hesitated in his heart:

"How powerful is that multiple rocket launcher?"

"Don't worry!" Luo Xin smiled and said, "Even if multiple rocket launchers are not powerful enough, we cannot take the opportunity to threaten Altan Khan, but there should be no problem in escaping in the chaos."

Zhao Yong thought for a moment and nodded, "Okay, let's go quietly to the dense forest seven miles away now. When it's dark that day, we should be able to come back. After resting until midnight, we will start to act."

"Okay! Then let's act now."

midnight.

A hundred figures rushed out of the grass silently and hugged toward a pasture. The pasture was surrounded by thick tree trunks, and there were wooden observation decks at four corners of the pasture. The entire pasture had only a wide door, and two wooden high platforms were also on both sides of the door, so there were six high platforms, each with two sentinels on it. Not far from the pasture, there was a barracks about a thousand meters away, but the cavalry in this barracks were not strong. Most of them were old or underage, and they were only responsible for grazing.

These hundred figures were Zhao Yong's men. Their target was the sentries on the six high platforms, and they needed to silently eliminate the sentries on the six high platforms. The one hundred figures quickly divided into six teams and sneaked towards the six high platforms.

Where is this place?

This is the center of Mongolia and the place where Altan Khan lives. This place is equivalent to Beijing in the Ming Dynasty. Who dares to make trouble here?

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*(To be continued.)
Chapter completed!