The empty valley is quiet and the stream is gurgling.
In the whole three days, the two thousand soldiers had found out the environment of the barren ridge.
The dense forest is lush and full of thorns.
Many soldiers'' legs were scratched with fine wounds and blood scabs.
The half day dry food they brought with them was also eaten up one after another in the three days.
Hungry soldiers follow Chumo to find wild animals, eat raw fish, sleep on tree trunks and wade in mud.
The original silvery armor has become mud and dirt.
At the foot of the mountain, general Zheng''s new army, which has experienced three breakouts and heavy losses, has lost more than one third.
Perhaps it was the tempting gambling money, or general Zheng''s strategy to win steadily.
General Zheng was unconventional and no longer sent a team to the mountains to search for the figure of the two thousand soldiers.
Instead, the remaining nearly 8000 soldiers were divided into three routes to guard an exit from the mountain.
He vowed to surround the two thousand soldiers in the mountains, run out of ammunition and food, and take the initiative to admit defeat.
A young general, a veteran of many battles.
At this moment, in the wild mountains, we fight for wisdom and courage.
Chumo looks at the unquenched campfire in the distance through the dense forest and whispers.
"Soldiers, three breakouts have failed."
"If you go on recklessly, you''ll just kill the fish and catch the net and hurt both sides."
"Do you have a good plan this time?"
After that, Chumo turns his head slightly and looks at the soldiers hiding in the forest behind him.
In the eyes, although the soldiers were muddy, their desire for victory did not diminish.
The drill was cruel to these soldiers.
It not only crossed the physical limit, but also improved the psychological endurance by no less than a height.
Once, they scoffed at Tang Hao''s living skills in the wilderness and lonely forest.
But I never thought that in three days, it really happened to them.
In the three-day adaptation, they also increasingly admire the general.
A soldier with a muddy face joked.
"General Cheng, today, we just know what hard work is."
"At this time, I only hate the school. I regard general Tang''s words as Arabian Nights. At this time, I only hate that I failed to remember them carefully."
Chumo smiled bitterly and said.
"Tang generals have great prestige in front of soldiers, but who knows the pain behind the enemy."
"Since the East Turkic war, we have captured tribes, eaten meat and drank wine. We have been trapped in the cracks of the army, chewed grass roots and drank dew."
"Disguised as a scout and inquired about intelligence..."
At this point, Chumo''s eyes brightened and he said happily.
"By the way! Disguise!"
"We can disguise as patrol troops and capture general Zheng alive!"
"In this way, it is not only a successful breakthrough, but also the destruction of the army of recruits!"
As soon as the voice fell, the soldiers looked happy.
The drill was all soldiers of the Tang Dynasty. The only difference between the two sides was the streamer on the helmet.
Among the recruits captured earlier, there are no less than two thousand streamers. If you replace it, it will be no different from the recruits.
Chumo raises his finger and signals the crowd to keep quiet.
After glancing at the silent recruit camp not far away, Chumo waved slowly and whispered.
"Return to the stream, eat and drink, and let''s sneak into the new barracks!"
……
Viscount house.
Tang Hao sat in the north room hall, looking at the sudden fire gun in his hand, filled with emotion.
Don''t look at small utensils, but they are very troublesome to make.
The chamber in which gunpowder and nests are stored in the gun body is very particular about the capacity.
Too small, spitting flame, insufficient distance, and no force in the range of the nest.
Too big will cause the barrel to burst, and the person holding the gun will be injured.
After his repeated personal guidance, he managed to create a look in Tang Hao''s heart.
While playing with it, the steward came in, saluted and said.
"Hou ye, there is a young man outside the door asking to see you."
Tang Hao said casually.
"Who?"
The steward said truthfully.
"This man is the servant of our Huyue building."
Hearing the speech, Tang Hao was slightly shocked and reached out to let her in.
Not long after, a young man came in after the housekeeper, bowed and said respectfully.
"Menghuakui ordered the little one to come and let the little one give this letter to the marquis."
After that, the boy took out a letter from his pocket and handed it up.
Tang Hao took the letter and had a lot of thoughts in his heart.
It was a few months ago that I went in and out of Huyue building.
Even this triumphant return did not go because of the delay of many things.
Looking at the beautiful font on the envelope, Tang Hao was in a trance and fell into memory.
Meng Yuqi, the doomed mortal woman, once resolutely helped herself a lot.
So far, I have never really thanked her once.
Even all the servants in the family were handled by this strange woman.
Slightly put away his mind, Tang Hao gently unfolded.
Among the stationery was a fragrant piece of cloth and silk.
At the beginning is a line of beautiful handwriting.
The ends of the earth are separated, and we have been away for a long time.
Now the childe returns to Chang''an and the slave will travel far away.
At the time of parting, I expect to see you.
Looking at these short jargon, Tang Hao watched for a long time.
A moment later, Tang Hao slowly put the cloth away and said.
"Tell Meng Huakui that Tang must go."