The woman opened her eyes and looked at Jia Ping'an in disbelief.

...

Shan Dewu was not sleeping and was drinking with Mande.

The candlelight swayed, and their faces were blurred and clear.

"This is local grapes." Mande raised his glass and drank it, frowned and said, "It's a little sour."

Shan Dewu also drank the wine in the glass and frowned and said, "It's fruit wine. In contrast, I prefer the wine from the Tang Dynasty... Those damn smuggling merchants brought back a lot. They drank a sip of the wine from the Tang Dynasty on the cold winter day and were full of warmth."

"There are still benefits for smugglers." Mande slowly poured himself wine. His voice was a little blurred in the drizzle. "Our people have also mixed in and can find a lot of news every year."

"Yes!" Shan Dewu picked up a piece of dried meat and chewed it slowly. The strong chewing muscles made him eat dried meat without any effort. "If there is no such benefit, it will be killed."

"The time is almost over." Mande looked at the night sky outside, "I feel a little palpitations."

Someone suddenly whispered outside the gate: "Open the door."

The door that had been oiled was opened quietly yesterday. A man flashed in and his feet came to the room lightly.

Shan Dewu took a deep breath and said with a rosy expression: "Is that man dead?"

Mande put down the wine pot and felt excited, "This is a must-have situation, how can he escape?"

Kill Jia Ping'an and the situation in the entire Western Regions will be alive. The morale of the Tang army will be severely damaged, while the morale of the Tubo people and the Turks will be high.

With one after another, the Western Regions will become the battlefield of the Three Kingdoms.

The visitor lowered his head, "Failed."

Shan Dewu's body trembled violently, and his whole face suddenly turned red, whether because of drinking or angry. He lowered his voice and asked, "Why did he fail? Could it be that they failed?"

Mande closed his eyes and thought, "That is our best archer. Even if the sword and gun are on, their hands will be as stable as a rock. It is impossible to miss it!"

The visitor knelt down, clenched his fists and beat the ground, "Tang army was actually prepared, with shields covered with Jia Ping'an, but they still found a gap and shot Jia Ping'an in the chest with an arrow..."

"Why..."

Mande smiled and said, "Why did it fail?"

Shan Dewu exhaled and felt depressed, "Is this nervous, give him a glass of Tang Dynasty wine slowly."

The visitor looked up, his eyes full of grief and anger, "But Jia Ping'an actually put on armor in his clothes, and that arrow did not work."

Bang!

The wine glass fell.

"He was so cautious?" Mande cursed: 'I've never seen such a fear of death before.'

Shan Dewu was breathing rapidly, "What's wrong with the two?"

"Jia Ping'an had already set up a trap around him. After someone whistled, they even dispatched cavalry to chase him and finally captured him alive... They were tortured just now."

The person's face changed slightly, "I have explained it."

Shan Dewu stood up and “Go away now.”

Mande stood up, "Can you notify the Turks?"

Shan Dewu nodded, "Send someone to Abuman's residence and tell him to change the place quickly." He looked at Mande, "To show our sincerity, Mande, you go there and be careful all the way."

More than ten people went out quietly.

Mande slowly walked against the wall with his man...

Abumang's residence was ahead. Mande was about to walk through the intersection when footsteps came, and he hurriedly hid behind with his companions.

A team of Shule soldiers appeared at the intersection. Some people said they were too tired and they rested on the spot.

They were sitting at the intersection, with some drinking water and some making dry cakes to chew.

Mande waved his hand and signaled to wait a little longer.

But these soldiers actually... they actually slept against the wall.

Snoring loudly!

This sleep takes less than an hour.

Jia Ping'an had already learned about their residence, and the army should be on the way to arrive at this moment.

Don't leave again...

The companion was waving his hands, and there was an anxious look in his eyes.

If you don't leave, you don't have to leave.

The sound of horse hooves came, and it was very clear in the quiet night.

Walk!

Mande turned around and disappeared into the darkness.

Abumang also heard the sound of horse hooves. He ordered his companions to run aside without hesitation, but he climbed over the wall from the side.

A team of cavalry appeared outside the gate, and Hu Mi shouted: "Crack the gate, the rebels...kill them all."

Bang!

The door was knocked open and the Tang army flocked in.

Abumang ran wildly in the alley.

Screams came from behind, and they continued.

"Give up the knife and kneel down and don't kill him!"

The Tang army roared like thunder.

But these are all dead men!

Listening to the screams behind, Abu Mang's eyes were bloodshot and he raised his head and roared silently.

He fled to his spare residence, which he prepared himself and never told the Tubo people.

After entering, he leaned against the gate, gasping quietly while listening to the movement outside.

A black shadow flipped up, and as soon as it landed on the ground, a long knife rested on his neck.

Abumang looked carefully and found that it was his subordinates, then put his knife in his hand and asked, "How many other brothers have escaped?"

The subordinate shook his head, "I don't know."

Later, three people came one after another.

"The rest of the people... were killed."

The atmosphere is very solemn.

Abumang pretended to be relieved, "They did not disappoint the great general's high hopes and did not bow their knees to the Tang people."

A subordinate wiped his tears, "My brother... I watched him beheaded by the Tang army with my own eyes but could not do anything. Abumang, why did the Tang people find out about our residence?"

Abu Mang was also confused, "Is it because Jia Ping'an was assassinated and Tang Jun went crazy?"

This explanation is perfect.

But it's still not enough.

Later, the last one came down. This man was sent by Abu Mang to stare at the Tubo people and assassinate Jia Ping'an, so he was safe and sound.

"Abumang!" The man sobbed and said angrily: "The Tubo people failed, Jia Ping'an was safe and sound. Then they tortured the Tubo assassin, and the two of them gave all the matter..."

Abumang's face turned black, "How did you know?"

"The two assassins shouted and explained everything, and I heard it outside. I wanted to come and warn, but Tang Jun suddenly blocked the area until he let it go."

Abumang's face was solemn, "I'm afraid the Tubo people are over!"

...

Early in the morning.

Jia Ping'an is practicing knife.

Each move is tempered on the battle formation. The more Jia Ping'an goes to the back, the more he feels that the moves are really important. The so-called moves are actually experience. How do you deal with the opponent's chopping or something?

Before you have no experience in fighting, these tricks are secrets. But when you have your own experience, the so-called tricks become shackles.

As for the hundreds of sword techniques that can be used to wait for hundreds of tricks... Jia Ping'an asked Shao Peng and Tang Xu when he was a rookie, and the answer he got was very confused.

What determines life and death on the battlefield is a moment, at most two breaths, except for blocking, it is chopping and killing. Where did hundreds of tricks come from? I was confused by practicing myself.

Jia Ping'an also argued with them for this and was not convinced.

Only after he got on the battlefield did he realize that this was a famous saying.

What is experience?

When you encounter countless opponents, you will no longer think about any tricks or counterattacks when you see them. Whoever is faster will have greater strength and whoever is more calm will be the winner.

The woman stood by and looked at him.
To be continued...