The breeze blew the reeds, swaying everywhere, and a feather arrow whistled past, just as nailed a man in front of him. Before his friends could react, several feather arrows shot from the side and shot them to the ground.

The only survivor turned around and ran backwards. The sound of horse hooves came out. A cavalry suddenly appeared among the reeds and chased him. Seeing that the pursuers behind him were about to approach, the man rolled on the spot and wanted to avoid it.

With a bang, he was knocked to the ground by the cavalry with a wooden stick in his hand. He endured the pain and got up and ran to the other side. But his legs could not run four legs. He was caught up by the cavalry again and beaten to the ground with a wooden stick.

"Ahhhh!" Howled in despair, he waved the dagger in his hand to struggle to death, but was knocked to the ground by the cavalry who turned his horse's head and rushed towards him, and fell to the sky with four legs.

I don't know where the weapon in his hand fell. He wanted to get up with bare hands, but was grabbed by the cavalry and then threw it to the ground. This happened several times like a cat playing with a mouse. He was thrown to the blue face and was no longer able to resist.

Several more cavalry surrounded him. The cavalry jumped off the horse and blocked his mouth, tied his hands and feet, then carried him on the horse, and then rode his horse to the north. He looked helplessly at the companions on the ground who had turned into cold corpses, shouting desperately.

"Recycle the arrows, and search for any valuable items."

"Yes, Sima."

Zhang Ding directed his men to clean the battlefield and looked around. In addition to reeds, he put away his bow and arrow, walked to the stream beside him, bent down, reached a handful of water, put it in his mouth and tasted it.

The water is sweet and cool, so you can drink it.

After looking at the direction of the stream and surrounding terrain, Zhang Ding turned back to the place where he captured the prisoners just now. Seeing the dead, he asked, "Why, there is nothing on these slang soldiers worth confiscating?"

"Sima, these people's clothes are worn and smelly, they have a pair of torn straw sandals on their feet, and their knives are rusty and broken. There is nothing valuable apart from that. You can't take a gourd that holds water. Oh, there are fleas on their heads... I have to take a brush to bathe when I go back!"

"Stop talking! Move more quickly!"

The group quickly evacuated here and marched in another direction. After waiting for a while at the agreed place, another team of people leaned over.

He also captured a slang soldier, which is the so-called "tongue", but this team of troops was different from Zhang Ding and others. He was neither Zhou's army nor Xiyang Prince's Mansion Guard.

The leader greeted Zhang Ding and saluted, "Sima Zhang, the enemy's eyes and ears over there have been cleared by us."

"Hangjun Xiong, it's done well."

Zhang Ding's answer was neither salty nor light. Seeing that it was almost noon, he signaled several men to go to the outside to set up a secret whistle and arranged for the other people to start cooking with fire. Of course, the one who made bamboo rice.

The rice has been put in bamboo tubes, mixed with meat floss, ham slices, sausages and other foods. When cooking, it is added with an appropriate amount of water and can be cooked in a campfire. This cooking method is very convenient for scouts.

As Sima of the Xiyang Palace, Zhang Ding and his subordinate Wangfu guard followed the Xiyang Palace to fight. Their job was to protect Yuwen Wen, but the knife did not need to rust easily, so Yuwen Wen sent them out from time to time to "do things".

In other words, he acted as a scout, and his eyes and ears as a large army dispersed, spyed around to spy on military information, prepare for the government army to attack others, and at the same time prevented others from attacking the government army.

Xiong Langjun, who "takes mission" with Zhang Ding, is named Xiong Ji. The team he led is the Xiong family's unit. Xiong Langjun and his group are members of the Proton Army in Jiangzhou. They followed Xiyang Wang Yuwen Wen to Lingnan to serve the government army with a weak force.

Since these people joined the army, Yuwen Wen would certainly not let them eat and drink for nothing. They must be used, but the usage is very particular. If they are taken to attack the city and fill their lives, they will have a bad impact. Staying in the camp to guard the door will waste food. Therefore, Yuwen Wen asked Zhang Ding to bring these proton troops out as scouts.

"Hangjun Xiong, have you ever been used to it in Lingnan?"

"When returning to Sima Zhang, Xiong also traveled to Lingnan many times. The water and soil in Lingnan are actually not much different from Jiangzhou, so we can get used to it."

After saying a few more words, Xiong Ji saw that Zhang Ding seemed to be easier to talk to, so he asked curiously: "Zhang Sima, we are lurking in this wilderness, intercepting and killing soldiers everywhere, so don't we need to spy on the enemy's situation?"

"Hangjun Xiong, what do you think is the responsibility of the scout?"

"Uh, it's just to spy on the enemy's situation, including the opponent's camping location, the direction of the food lane, the virtual and sufficient force, and you have to understand the terrain, water source, river direction, etc. in the surrounding areas of both sides of the enemy and us."

"That's right, the scout is the eyes and ears of the army. What the scout sees and hears in the eyes is what the commander sees and hears."

Zhang Ding knew that Yuwen Wen had to use these proton troops well, so what he should let the other party know was that these legitimate sons of the family were good at hunting, and it would be best to be scouts.

"When two armies are in war, both sides will send scouts to spy on the other side's virtual and real situations. There are many ways to spy on them, but one of the best ways is to catch the other's people to question the military situation, that is, to grab the tongue. This way, it is easier to understand the enemy situation, right?"

Xiong Ji nodded when he heard this, and was moved after a moment of shock: "Zhang Sima, if that's what happened, the enemy will also have an idea about us?"

"Otherwise? Do you think the scout is so easy to be so?"

Zhang Ding sneered that these powerful men in Jiangzhou probably had never seen what a cruel war was. Following the official army to Lingnan to bully the Yuli Chen Jun or Li Liaobing, they thought that fighting was as easy as hunting.

"If the scout wants to spy on the enemy's situation, he will naturally have to grab his tongue. The scout of the opponent is the best target, but the enemy also has such plans. Therefore, the hunter will also become prey, and the prey will also become a hunter!"

"Soldiers who can be sent as scouts are at least not inferior to ordinary people. They have a better understanding of their own military situation than ordinary soldiers. If you catch a chef who goes into the mountains to chop wood, what can you ask from him?"

"So, when the scout comes out to spy on military affairs, you must be more careful and don't be led into a trap. If you are caught in the enemy camp, you will be willing to survive but die!"

"Uh, thank you, Sima Zhang for giving it."

Xiong Ji thanked him repeatedly. During this period, he came out with his troops as a scout to catch his tongue. It was so smooth that he couldn't be smoother. For a moment, he was really a little fluttering. If Zhang Ding hadn't reminded him that just now, he would have turned a little bitch sooner or later.

As a family proton, he followed the Xiyang King to Lingnan. There were many family protons who also brought his own troops. He thought that the Xiyang King would find a way to "consume" them, but he was sent to be scouts, and he could not be taken to siege the city to fill his lives. This was a very suitable arrangement.

Every time everyone comes out, they can grab a lot of tongues and go back. Xiong Ji thought that over time, he could have a small official position reward, so his views on the King of Xiyang have also changed a lot.

But he still had a question: What did the King of Xiyang do when he grabbed so many tongues?

A faint fragrance came, which was the unique fragrance of the roasted bamboo rice. The group sat around the campfire and ate the bamboo rice, while the secret whistle on the outside continued to lurk to avoid sneak attacks.

Seeing Xiong Ji and others eating bamboo rice with relish, Zhang Ding was a little absent-minded. He had not finished his words just now, but there was no need to say them to these people, so he stayed in his stomach.

In fact, there is another responsibility of the scout, which is to intercept and kill the enemy's scouts and do it carefully, that is, to destroy the enemy's eyes and ears and create favorable conditions for one's own victory.

If it were Yuwen Wen's words, it was to block the battlefield, so that the enemy would not understand its own situation at all, and would become deaf and blind, while our army could control the other party's movements.

This idea is easier said than done, but now it has been realized. Not to mention others, no mouse can escape his eyes in this area under Zhang Ding. Chen Jun's careful work and scouts could no longer reach within ten miles of the Zhou army camp.
Chapter completed!