In the cold wind that shouted, more than fifty corpses were neatly placed on the ground. Jamukhe squatted in front of death and looked at the wounds of these people carefully.

"It's him, it's Yun Zhao!" Jamuha stood up. "With such accurate head and such force, no one among this group of horse thieves has this ability except this guy."

The corpses that were noticed by Jamuha were indeed shot dead by Yun Zhao, and the wounds were almost penetrated through the body. Although the arrows had been pulled away, the scars left behind still illustrate many problems.

"Which direction are they running?" Jamuha looked at Gaff who had just arrived beside her. More than fifty tribe members died in an instant. Gaff's face was very ugly.

"Young master, the provocateurs are indeed fleeing towards the Argus River based on the traces they left." "Can they confirm their direction?"

"Yes, these horse thieves are very cunning and have laid a lot of suspicion along the way, but the experienced veterans we sent out were also found their true route of travel. They are running towards the area controlled by our Zalwuti in the Argus River." Gaff said affirmatively.

"That's right!" Jamuka nodded in satisfaction.

"Young Master, why do you say that? Yun Zhao, after several months of competition, I feel that he is still very cunning. Our intention to force them to the Argus River is very obvious. He can definitely see it, but why did he jump in with his eyes open? Will there be any other reason here? Will he play any tricks?"

Jamuha shook his head, "Under our arrangement, what tricks can they have to play with? Now he is a poor wild dog, thinking that he just wants to bite me before he dies. Gaff, you don't know that Yun Zhao must hate me to the core."

"The two armies are fighting and each show their abilities. Why does he hate you like a bone?" Gaff said with a smile.

"I once led people to kill all his tribe members and snatched his wife. In the last confrontation with the Eagle-billed Rock Horse Bandits, he recognized me." Jamuka said lightly.

"What?" Gav looked at Jamuha in disbelief and stuttered: "Young master, what is the need for you to steal a woman? What kind of woman can't you get?" Jamuha said angrily: "This matter is related to our arms from Lucheng, which is annoying to say. Even if I were myself, I wouldn't think of me as going to do such a thing. Those big Yue dog officials, if it weren't for Yardan's order, how could I do this kind of thing?" Gav was stunned for a while.

, then said: "It's really possible to say that. Yun Zhao knew there was no way out. He wanted to make a big fuss before he died and ran to attack our Zarwuti tribe to kill people to vent his anger. Fortunately, we were ready there, and as long as he went, there would be no chance of missing the net." "Notify the tribes and speed up!" Jamuha walked towards his war horse. "These people who died in battle were tied to the horses and took the body back to the tribe. This place is not far from our home." "Yes, young master!"

Five days later.

Yan Xiaoyi led more than a hundred horse-riding bandits to hide in the night. The rumbling sound of the Argus River across the desert was vaguely audible. Unlike the deserts in other places, many evergreen trees can be seen here, and some places have even been reclaimed and planted with some grain crops.

The Mongolians themselves are nomadic people and do not engage in planting. However, as the number of slaves they plundered came, these people brought advanced agricultural planting technology. Large tribes such as the Tatar tribe and the Zalwuti tribe, as well as the royal tribes in the desert realized that with the help of the continuous river water of the Argus River for many years, they could use these money-free slaves to solve some of the food problems, so the planting industry began to develop in some areas on the Argus River.

The development of Mongolian agriculture in the desert also brought a glimmer of hope for the slaves they plundered. In the past, only craftsmen, such as carpenters, blacksmiths, etc., had hope of saving their lives. However, with the development of the planting industry, ordinary slaves could survive. Although they could only save one life, for them, it would be a good ending without worrying about being killed by those men at any time.

"Xiao Yi, the Mongolian whistle cavalry behind us has disappeared. We have not seen them for three days. It seems that Yun Zhao has attracted them all." A horse bandit whispered to Yan Xiao.

Broad.

"I know." Yan Xiaoyi's face was a little heavy. "In this way, the pressure on him will be too high. I wonder if he can escape successfully?"

"Don't worry, with Yun Zhao's ability and Wu Yun Taxue's foot strength, you can't beat it or run away?" Ma Fei said disapprovingly. After seeing Yun Zhao's ability many times over the past few months, they have already had a blind trust in Yun Zhao.

"That's not the case. If he is surrounded by heavy troops, he will not be able to escape even if he is three heads and six arms. He will be exhausted even if he is tired." Yan Xiaoyi shook his head. "We must do it as soon as possible. Once the mess here starts, Jamuha will know that he has been trapped, which can also reduce the pressure on Yun Zhao."

"The Tatar tribe is not easy to mess with! Although the main forces of their tribe have left, even now, I'm afraid they can easily transfer thousands of soldiers."

Yan Xiaoyi snorted, "We won't mess with them, we will find a dependent tribe in the marginal area to attack. After robbing, we will run away. If Yun Zhao's judgment is not wrong, we will have a great chance of escaping."

"Xiao Yi, the siege spotted in front and found some shacks with lights inside. Should I catch a few live-actioners and ask?"

Yan Xiaoyi nodded, "Okay, take a few people there, be careful. If the opportunity is not good, don't move, don't alarm your opponent."

"Don't worry!"

An hour later, three guys tied up were thrown in front of Yan Xiaoyi. Looking at the three guys in front of him who were panicked and changed, Yan Xiaoyi smiled. He squatted down and reached out to pull away a handful of weeds from a person's mouth. The knife in his other hand was already placed on his neck.

"Be honest, otherwise you will be slashed with one knife.

"Yan Xiaoyi said in Mongolian words. "I am a bandit with eagle beaked rock horses. I believe you have heard of my reputation. I am never ruthless in killing you dogs and mistresses."

"Good man, we are not Meng people, we are Da Yue people, they stolen from them." To Yan Xiaoyi's surprise, the person tied on the ground actually spoke fluently in the border town language.

Looking at the other party's Mengren's dull contempt, Yan Xiaoyi looked at him in confusion. There was no difference between Mengren and Dayue people in appearance.

"Heroes, we are really from Dayue. We have been captured for many years. I used to live in Fanjiaji, more than 100 miles from Lucheng. I have been robbed for almost ten years. The two of them are from the same village as ours." The man saw that Yan Xiaoyi didn't believe it, so he quickly said.

Yan Xiaoyi nodded. He knew about Fan Jiaji. It seemed that this man was really a slave, otherwise he would not have known about a small place like Fan Jiaji.

He raised his point and signaled that the other two were dragged to the other side for interrogation separately. Although it was confirmed that they were from Dayue, it was another matter if they could trust them after so many years in the desert.

"What's your name?" Yan Xiaoyi asked.

"The villain is called Fan Jian. The other two are from the villain in the same village, and the other is called Fan Xian.

One is called Fan Wei.”

"Are you here for the sake of your plan?" "Why do you think of the heroes, the Meng people have reclaimed a lot of land on this land and planted barley, so we were sent here to take care of these farmlands because we had a good hand in handling crops."

"This is the territory of the Tatar tribe, right?"

"Tatar tribe?" The man showed a puzzled god on his face: "The villain doesn't know the Tatar tribe, but the villain only knows that the Mongolian tribe in this area is called the Thira."

Yan Xiaoyi understood as soon as he heard this, the guy named Fan Jian had no idea that the Thira tribe was just a small tribe affiliated to the Tatar tribe. It seemed that the route he was taking was not wrong.

"How many accounts are there for the Thira clan?" Yan Xiaoyi asked immediately.

"There are more than 100 tents of the Thira people here, and there were three hundred tents, but they suddenly left part of it a few days ago. Now there are only more than 100 tents left here." Fan Jian said.

Yan Xiaoyi was overjoyed. At most, he could only pull out two or three hundred soldiers. With his current strength, he could easily defeat them under the raid.

"Very good. If you tell the truth, I will let you go. Of course not now!" Yan Xiaoyi stood up.

After a while, the other horse bandits who interrogated Fan Xian and Fan Wei also came over. The three gathered together and whispered to tell the situation. The three of them did not lie. The Thira tribe was stationed here, and there were only more than one hundred tents.

"The Thira people are only twenty miles away from where we are now. Today it is dawn. We have a good rest during the day, and we will be energetic. We will do it tomorrow night." Yan Xiaoyi said.

Everything went smoothly on Yan Xiaoyi's side, but Yun Zhao encountered trouble. Zalwuti's side was obviously much greater than Yun Zhao imagined. After entering the sphere of influence of Zalwuti's side, Yun Zhao began to struggle, and endless whistle and cavalry emerged one after another. Around him, more and more cavalrymen of Zalwuti's side began to encircle him. What made Yun Zhao even more worried was that over time, everything he had here could no longer be hidden. Even if he had only more than ten cavalry, he could not hide the fact that the main force was not here. Once the opponent knew this situation, it would be convenient to infer Yan Xiaoyi's whereabouts and make himself fail.

But at this point, Yun Zhao had no other way to think about it. He could only take one step at a time. I hope Yan Xiaoyi can launch an attack as soon as possible and escape as soon as possible.

"Yun Zhao, we must get rid of our opponents!" A horse bandit walked up to Yun Zhao's horse. "There are more and more sledding around us. It seems that the opponent has been closing the net for the past two days. Once the opponent is ready to launch an attack, we will have no chance."

Yun Zhao nodded, "Yes, we have dragged Jamuha for six days. Xiao Yi should be almost done. Break through tonight, find a gap to get out of the opponent, get rid of the opponent."!
Chapter completed!