Because Thunder Dragon's little personal guard was there, Huang Ming said: "Sir, how about we turn around and fight with them?"
The guards of Zhenguo Palace were refreshed, and they all looked at Ren Ning with eagerness in their eyes.
They have been passively beaten these days and can only hide in Tibet. They have long had enough of the Xiliang people's arrogance.
Although there are now thousands of people from the other side chasing after them, and only one-third from our side, the guards of Zhenguo Palace are not afraid.
"No rush, wait until next time."
Ren Ning shook his head and refused.
"We are not afraid of them. It's just that everyone has been hungry for a while and is relatively lacking in physical strength. We should transport the meat back first to replenish our physical strength, and then come back later to compete with the Xiliang people."
Everyone understood, turned around and left quietly.
Ren Ning fell behind and used trees to set up several ecstasy formations to conceal the whereabouts of everyone, and then disappeared on the west mountain.
The next day, it was bright and clear.
Yingxiang looked at the more than twenty half-burnt corpses in front of him with an expressionless face, and felt irritated after hearing the report of the losses.
The men sent to the West Mountain found nothing except the secret sentry where they were killed. They even had no idea where the other party came from.
"Our hounds can't find where these cloud-clutching rats have gone?" he asked.
The guards around him all looked embarrassed, and finally shook their heads silently.
The hunting dogs of the tribe started from the foot of the hill in the east and chased westward, following the smell of fat left by beef and mutton jerky. However, after they reached the top of the west mountain, they suddenly lost their way, and in the end they could only circle around on the top of the mountain.
The previous smell of grease and the enemy's footprints seemed to have disappeared all at once. No matter how hard dozens of hunting dogs searched, they could never find any trace.
"How is that possible?" Yingxiang couldn't believe it. "Could they still be able to carry the heavy dried meat and fly away?"
cough.
One of the guards coughed lightly.
"Young Patriarch, it is also possible that our soldiers were wandering around on the Western Mountain looking for clues, which caused the atmosphere in the mountain to be confused. By the time the hunting dogs arrived, they could no longer tell who was our enemy."
Yingxiang's face was even more ugly.
Does that mean his command was wrong?
At this moment, a panicked call suddenly came from the front.
"Young Patriarch, something is wrong in the east."
Yingxiang cheered up and strode over.
However, before he had taken a few steps, he was stopped by several guards.
"Young Patriarch, please don't go over there yet." The man said hurriedly: "Before, everyone was only focusing on putting out the fire and not paying attention to anything else. We just found some strange rotten dried meat in the fire. It seems that they were brought by the Yunchui people, and
Deliberately hiding in the fire seems to be intentional so that we don’t notice them at the first time.”
"What's the weird method?" Yingxiang's heart skipped a beat.
As the pioneer of Xiliang, his Blood Moon Tribe was stuck with the Benlu Tribe and was unable to advance eastwards. In the end, he led a small tribe and followed the Chinese army to bypass the Yankui Fortress and then came to the Luoxia Mountains.
The reason for all this is not only due to the tenacity and bravery of the fortress soldiers in combat, but also because of a word that makes people blush.
Epidemic!
Therefore, when they heard adjectives such as weird, rotten, and unapproachable, all Xiliang generals could not help but feel frightened.
The soldier who came to report emphatically described the appearance of the dried meat, and the faces of the Blood Moon people changed dramatically.
Ying Xiang made a prompt decision.
"Let Dr. Luo go check what's going on with the dried meat. No matter who they are, all the tribesmen involved in putting out the fire are immediately isolated in place and are not allowed to move around without permission, otherwise they will be killed without mercy. Everyone else bypasses them and retreats twenty miles to camp again.
"
No one questioned it.
The entire Blood Moon camp immediately jumped into action.
To drive a car, to move, to move, to march.
In one morning, the endless livestock and tents in the trapped dragon's nest had been cleared away, and the group moved to a small valley about twenty miles to the east.
While the others were busy, Yingxiang came out and circled around, frowning even more.
There was a reason why he chose to camp in the Sleeping Dragon's Nest before.
It was originally a camp used by east-west line caravans to spend the night when they passed through the Luoxia Mountains. The open terrain and abundant water resources made it suitable for large groups to camp.
The nameless valley in front of us is not large, and the tents can only be lined up in a long line along the foot of the mountain. There are lush mountain forests on both sides, which makes Yingxiang feel guilty just looking at it.
"Young Patriarch, this place looks dangerous, why don't we retreat again." Someone suggested.
Yingxiang shook his head silently.
He also wanted to retreat. But unless he completely exited the Luoxia Mountains and retreated to Dingxi County, there was no good place to camp.
"Hurry up and let Dr. Luo, who is staying at the trapped dragon's nest, find out what those dried meats are?" he said.
The guard responded and quickly sent people east.
However, not long after, news came.
"Young Patriarch, Doctor Luo seems to have contracted the epidemic."
"It seems?" Yingxiang was furious: "If you are infected, you are infected. If you are not infected, you are not infected. What do you mean by "seem to be?"
"That's it." The soldier who reported the news was trembling with fear and quickly told what he saw and heard.
Because of the quarantine, he was a little far away from the water pool in Kunlong's Nest, so he couldn't see it very accurately.
I only saw Dr. Luo going to the stream to fetch water alone, presumably to use it to brew medicine or test it. As a result, he fell into the water as soon as he reached the water's edge and was never able to climb up again.
Pool?
The eagle soared in silence.
When the team first set up camp at the trapped dragon's nest, he had looked around the surrounding environment and understood the water pool in the trapped dragon's nest.
Because they needed drinking water for the large caravans staying here, the Yunchui people also built a dam downstream of the creek. Therefore, the water in the pool was a bit deep.
"Perhaps Dr. Luo's foot slipped, or there is a cloud in the water?" he said.
Xiao Bing shook his head and said firmly: "It can't be because of slippery feet."
Not many people in Xiliang are good at water, and they all have a fear of deep water.
Dr. Luo was not too old. He could have called for help the moment he slipped into the water. However, he died without saying a word.
"The younger one and several tribesmen have been staring at it from a distance. No one has ever floated in that pool, unless he can live in the water like a fish."
well.
Yingxiang sighed, frowning so hard that he could pinch a mosquito to death.
"Doctor Luo, have you fished it out now?" he asked with luck.
Xiao Bing nodded, "The man has been fished out, and there are no wounds on his body. It's like he was unconscious before he fell into the water."
Yingxiang finally gave up.
He waved his hand helplessly and asked the soldier to go back and continue staring.
"Go ahead and tell all the brothers to be alert whether they are eating, drinking or sleeping. It is very possible for Yunchui people to sneak in and attack at any time."
It was night again, and Lei Er finally returned to the camp on the top of the mountain.
"Old Lei, did you fall into the water?" Huang Ming was a little weird and quickly brought a bowl of hot soup, "Drink some beef soup to warm yourself up first."
It was only the turn of spring and summer, and the weather was still quite cold at night.
Lei Er held the bowl in laughter and said, "We've been on the road all this time. I was very dirty, so I took a bath in the water."
"Aren't you worried that the people from Xiliang will follow the light of the fire and come to the camp?" he asked curiously.
Huang Ming, who had eaten and drank enough, didn't care and said carelessly: "I'm afraid that I'm here with Lao Ren."
Now he is still eager for the Xiliang people to touch him and have a good fight.