The blood oozed into the yellow sand and was sucked clean in a blink of an eye. Chen Han stripped his armor from Rong Mibing, who was still twitching and put it on himself, took off his croaker felt hat, put it on his head, and took off the sword around his waist, and it seemed like Rong Mibing.

There was no abnormality at the arrow tower, a dark cloud covered the moon, and the visibility became extremely low. Chen Han pulled the body to the depression where he hid and took out a short knife from his arms. It was about a foot long and cold light, which he bought from a merchant with twenty taels of silver. The knife was made of Baijian's fine steel. Just now, he used it to spread Rong Mibing's neck like killing a chicken, and the shiny blade body was bleeding and not sticky. Chen Han cut off Rong Mibing's left ear with a short knife. Military discipline stipulates that killing the enemy and taking the ear to record merit. A person's head can also reward twenty taels of silver in addition to recording merits at one time.

Wrap the enemy's ear with oil cloth and stuffed it into his arms. Chen Han turned over Rong Mibing's war horse, cheered up, and rushed towards the military camp. There was a guard in front of the military camp. When he saw Chen Han coming, he thought it was the soldier who had just urinated, so he laughed and scolded a few times, but there was no stop.

After entering the military camp, Chen Han found that the lights were continuous for several miles, nearly twice as large as imagined. He tied his horse to the remote shade of the tree, Chen Han did not dare to walk on the avenue divided by the camp tent, and walked in along the shadows at the corners, while calculating the number of tents.

Chen Han is a Longwei of Huazhou Prefecture. He has some understanding of the camping habits of the Western Regions army. He knows that the Rong Mi people's tents are opposite each other, and ten tents are in a group. There are drainage ditches around the tent and between the camp area, so soldiers are strictly prohibited from running around. Calculate the number of tents and found a row of toilets. If the two sides of the barracks are symmetrical, there should be about 3,000 troops. In addition to the two thousand light cavalry attacking Jingmen Pass, there are more than a thousand Rong Mi soldiers stationed here.

Hearing the neighing of the horse, Chen Han became more and more careful in his movements. He leaned out from the shadow of the tent and looked forward. Outside the arrow was a stable surrounded by wooden fences. Every ten feet outside the wooden fence, there was an arrow tower. There was a gate in the middle of the wooden fence. There was a bright light, and two rows of Rong Mi soldiers were guarding him. With a stick of incense, Chen Han saw three teams of gun-carrying teams patrolling by. There was a ditch in front of the stable, which separated the barracks in front from the stables behind. There were some buildings along the ditch. I don’t know where it was. The key was that there was water here, which was enough to support the survival of the three thousand Rong Mi soldiers in the Gobi Desert.

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After a moment of investigation, Chen Han gave up his plan to sneak into the stable. This place was undoubtedly the Rong Mi people's stronghold for the military capital. The information they had discovered was enough to make great contributions and could safely return to deliver the letter to have the opportunity to receive rewards. Chen Han returned along the original path, and the moon rose to the middle of the sky. It should be the end of Hai. When passing by the tent, you could hear sleeping snoring sounds coming from the tent.

The whole camp was very quiet. Chen Han tiptoed, terrifyingly waking up the soldiers in the camp. The horse was still tied under the tree. Fortunately, no one found himself. He took out a handful of fried soybeans from the belt around his waist and fed them to the horse. The fried soybeans were both dry food and horse feed. The horse that Chen Han rode was hidden in the poplar forest two miles away from the village.

After feeding the horses, Chen Han felt much more relaxed and walked towards the gate of the village. It was easy to enter the camp and it was difficult to leave the camp. At this moment, the gate of the village was closed. There were more than ten Rong Mi soldiers holding spears to keep warm with their spears. Chen Hanyin was thinking about how to get out of the camp after the flagpole more than ten feet away from the gate of the village. He was thinking about how to get out of the camp. It would definitely not be possible to rush hard. More than ten soldiers in front of the gate of the village could entangle themselves. There were archers on the arrow tower, so they could keep themselves without disturbing the soldiers in the camp.

He attacked the east and west, ignited the tent, and escaped while the chaos was in chaos. Chen Han immediately rejected it. The flames accompanied the flames to tell Rong Mi that this was Rong Mi’s flying eagle army, the elite of Rong Mi’s country, and he was arrested before the chaos arose. He pretended to be a messenger, a patrol soldier, and tricked the village door to go out. Chen Han smiled bitterly and shook his head. Maybe he had a chance during the day, but now it is the third update in the middle of the night, and he went out to himself. His eyes were swept around and finally landed on the earth wall. How high the two of them were in the earth wall, maybe they could find a way to flee.

Chen Han retreated back to the darkness, chose a place far away from the arrow tower, avoiding the moonlight, and touched the base of the earth wall. He buckled the soil with his hand, which was very solid. He took out a knife from his arms and dug it. After a while, he took out a gap as big as an egg. It seemed that it was not easy to dig the foot point from the earth wall, let alone take a hole. It would probably take two hours to let go of the three-foot-wide earth wall.

He looked up at the top of the wall, stretched his arms and gestured, but he looked five or six feet away. Chen Han had no choice but to sit on the ground in a dismay. The horse slipped to Chen Han at some point and lowered his head.

The hot breath squirted on Chen Han's face, itchy.

"What a greedy fool." Chen Han muttered in a low voice, untied his belt from his waist, took out a soybean and held it in his palm. The rough horse tongue licked through his palm, and Chen Han raised his hand to pat the horse's neck. The horse raised his head, and his palm fell into the air. Chen Han's hand was raised in the air, and his smile appeared on his face.

Pour all the soybeans in the belt out in the corner of the wall. Chen Han led the horse to the base of the wall. The horse ate the soybeans quietly. He patted the horse's back, and Chen Han whispered: "Good horse, don't move around, help Lao Chen, these soybeans are rewards."

As he said that, Chen Han turned over the horse, then threw the stirrup and tried to stand up on the horse's back, praying constantly in his heart, Buddha, Bodhisattva, and Laojun, please bless the horse, please don't move around. When Lao Chen escapes from danger, he will definitely go to the temple to burn incense and fulfill his wish. The horse felt discomfort on his back, sniffed, attracted by the soybeans in front of him, and continued to lick. Chen Han stepped on the saddle, pressed against the village wall, slowly stretched his arms, and put his fingertips on the village wall.

Chen Han was overjoyed, his palms were firmly placed, and his feet were pressed down. He climbed up the wall with a "swish" and successfully climbed to the village wall with the friction from the earth wall. The wall was 1,300 feet high from the ground. Chen Han knew that it was not the time to hesitate, so he took advantage of the moonlight and was blocked by the clouds and gritted his teeth and stooped.

A "bang" sound was particularly clear in the silent night, and there was a shout from the arrow tower, "Who is it?" Then the sharp arrow shot towards the sound. Chen Han rolled forward and crawled forward, and the "whistle" sounded around him. He felt a pain in his left shoulder and was hit by an arrow. He ran more than ten feet away. There was a depression. Chen Han rolled over, and the arrow shot only from the top of his head, making it difficult to hurt him again.

He turned his hand and pulled out the arrow on his left shoulder, which was blocked by the cowhide armor on his hand, and was not seriously injured. Chen Han did not dare to delay, so he made a difference and ran towards the poplar forest of Tibetan horses.
Chapter completed!