In the forest outside Yehe City...

There are all forests here, and basically Yehe City is a forest. The entire Yehe Dongcheng is on a platform cut by a mountain torrent by the water. Only the east side can be stationed, so the main force of Jiannu who attacked Dongcheng was stationed on the bank of the river south along the valley.

It is too easy for Yang Xin to think about hidden things.

He just needs to go down from the west, swim upstream from the river, and then get into the forest, which will be easier on a dark rainy night.

Wild Boar Skin didn't care about this issue, because it was useless to go out. To the east was the mountains they controlled, to the west were the army led by Daishan and others to besiege Yehexi City, to the north was the wilderness where the savage Jurchens appeared, and to the south were all under his control from here to Tieling. Unless he had the ability to pass through the mountains without walking on the road, he could not run out after all. Unfortunately, he didn't know that the person who left the city was a non-human level. Yang Xin's physical fitness was almost the limit of human beings. He dared to make such a promise to Jin Taiji because he knew that he was like a 100-kilometer marathon athlete, and it was no difficulty to run to Tieling for more than six hours. In fact, it was just to let him run thirteen hours and one hundred miles, or even twenty-four hours and one hundred and sixty miles, which could be said to be very relaxed.

The only problem is the cost of shoes.

So he hung six pairs of shoes around his waist.

Human endurance is far beyond that of horses. Women run 24 hours a day, and the world record is 162.9 miles, equivalent to 262 kilometers.

If it's a horse...

No horse is exhausted.

But Yang Xin was not satisfied with sending a simple letter. He had to bring some gifts to Xiong Tingbi to stimulate the morale of the Ming army. This is very important. With the current state of the Ming army, it would definitely not work without some stimulation, so he wanted to...

Headhunter.

He quietly moved forward in Jiannu's military camp.

The night and autumn rain were his best cover. Most of the bonfires were extinguished by the rain. Only a few piles of covered ones were swaying in the dark, providing a little light, but there were still patrolling people, patrolling the entire military camp in the rain with torches of rosin. At this time, the Jiannu was absolutely strict in the military management. Burning, killing, looting, burning, killing, looting, but the internal military discipline was extremely strict, especially the command of the wild boar skin, so he dared not slack off. In the cold autumn rain, the barbarian soldiers wearing cotton armor kept moving with weapons, but no one saw the enemy who was hiding in the dark in advance with their night vision and super hearing.

Yang Xin quietly moved forward in the darkness. His target was a large tent ahead. Anyway, he didn't know the generals under the Wild Boar Skin, so he just started with the biggest tent.

He arrived quickly like a ghost.

However, there were two soldiers standing outside the tent, who were supposed to be coated, standing in the rain silently guarding their master. Not far from them, a group of patrol soldiers walked by, and a bonfire was burning under the canopy, and the tent was bright around it.

Yang Xin picked up a stone, raised his hand and pulled it out in the dark...

The two coats turn their heads together.

At this moment, Yang Xin jumped out like lightning. When they heard the sound, Yang Xin had already reached the shadow behind the tent. A Baoyi pulled out his knife and walked vigilantly towards his hiding place before. Yang Xin, who had been walking around, came behind Baoyi who was still there. The latter bravely guarded the door and looked at his companion with a knife. Yang Xin suddenly stood up, and he turned his head like a heart-warming relationship. Yang Xin's fist fell on his temple with the sound of wind, which was enough to kill a horse, so that the Baoyi even had bones sunk in. His companion turned around, Yang Xin turned around with the dead body. Baoyi saw only a familiar back. He walked over with the knife without noticed any abnormality.

Yang Xin carefully held the dead body, always just letting him see his back.

The latter came over without any warning.

While he was talking, he reached out to pat the corpse's shoulders. Suddenly a cold light broke through the rain curtain. The next moment his head fell, but Yang Xin grabbed his corpse and slowly leaned the two corpses on the tent behind him, while he stood behind the headless corpse. The soldiers patrolling in the distance looked over here, but in the dark, they only saw two figures leaning against each other. They did not notice the abnormality and then walked away.

Yang Xin got into the tent as fast as possible.

There is a veteran inside, about sixty years old, sleeping soundly.

Yang Xin walked straight over.

He pressed the knife in his hand against the latter's neck, and pressed the blade with both hands at the same time...

Then he coughed.

The veteran was extremely alert and opened his eyes and reached out to touch the knife. But at the same time, Yang Xin pressed his hands hard. The latter widened his eyes and looked at his face that covered his vision. A head rolled silently. Yang Xin pulled a piece of cloth, wrapped the head, and drilled out of the tent again, and merged into the darkness as quickly as possible. Just as he entered the forest, the Jiannu military camp was in chaos.

Yang Xin stood in the rain and looked back with satisfaction, turning around and crawling into the dense forest.

He left the forest at dawn.

He still walked on the grassland outside the mountain and returned on the same road, but in fact he met the Mongolian cavalry who had been blocked outside the mountain in a deserted ancient city nearby. The latter separated after Nunuk went to Yehe City, and some went back to report the news, while the other traveled to the nearest Zarut and other ministries to report the news. Zhong Nen, Ang An and others from Zarut were all flirting with the Yehe tribe, and they also had close ties with the Yehe tribe.

The original situation in this area was that the Ming army formed a barrier to the Songhua River in the protruding parts of Kaiyuan and the Yehe tribe, which separated the Mongolian tribes in the west and the Jurchen tribes in the east.

The three parties maintained the balance of the situation with this boundary. Although there were often frictions or wars between each other, no one tried to change the balance. The Ming army had no interest in any outside the border wall, the nomadic Mongolian herders were also lacking in the mountains and forests, and the Jurchens who were fishing and hunting were not interested in the grasslands. They were settlers and not nomadic peoples.

But the expansion of wild boar skin is rapidly destroying this balance.

All Mongolian tribes are also very vigilant.

Just like the fried flowers, it is better to be familiar with the enemy. They are familiar with the Ming army, know what the Ming army wants, and know where the bottom line of the Ming army is. But they are not familiar with wild boar skin, don’t know where his ambitions are, and don’t know what he will do after becoming the dominant of Liaodong. Even the Yehe tribe is unwilling to accept his rule, let alone the Mongolian tribes? Zhong Nen and Ann had intercepted and killed the envoys sent to the Korchin tribe many times before. Although Zhong Nen was Daishan’s father-in-law, he was still very determined to cut off the wild boar skin and stretch his hand to the grassland.

Now they have to make a choice.

To maintain the balance of the past, they must ensure that the barrier between Yehe tribe and Kaiyuan Tieling continues to exist, otherwise they will have to face the wild boar skin that they are not familiar with.

The unknown is the most terrifying thing.

After Yang Xin learned a rough idea of ​​the situation from a Mongolian cavalry who knew Chinese, he then continued to go back to the fried flowers.

He simply stopped riding a horse.

In fact, riding a horse is not as fast as he is, and it is impossible to run two hundred miles a day on a single horse, but he can do it easily, and it only takes more than half a day. Then the next day he ran to the fried flower place, who was already gathering troops. This cunning guy probably had expected this result. He sent his son to report to Yehe's tribe. He surrounded Yehe's tribe and he went over. Under the banner, the wild boar skin must be surrounded by his son, and he had to save his son.

This can also fool the herdsmen under his command.

Then he could tell Xiong Tingbi that he had sent troops to help, so that Xiong Tingbi would have to give him the promised money and threaten to join the wild boar skin gang if he didn't give it to him.

And the wild boar skin has to give in to him.

In other words, at least he can blackmail both sides, and Jin Taiji is grateful to him.

This is the old fox.

However, Yang Xin got bad news here. Zai Sai had been defeated by Wild Boar Skin. After Wild Boar Skin captured Tieling, he then raided Zai Sai. Yang Xin underestimated his wisdom. Wild Boar Skin was not stupid enough to watch Zai Sai peeking beside him without doing anything. Zai Sai was defeated and captured. After that, Wild Boar Skin went north to attack Yehe's troops, but Zai Sai's coalition was not much. Wild Boar Skin's raid only captured him and his two sons. The real Mongolian cavalry was only a few hundred casualties. Then this coalition composed of more than a dozen Nuoyans quickly fled the Tieling area. After Obadaiqing arrived, he happened to gather these people in the name of fried flowers. At present, the coalition forces were still cruising on the battlefield, and the fried flowers coalition forces rushed to Huihe.

They have to study how to rescue Zai Sai.

These are not something Yang Xin can do, he goes straight to the next stop.

Next stop, Liaoyang.

He ran to Liaoyang for two days, showed Xiong Tingbi's token directly and entered the city, and went straight to Xiong Tingbi's strategic official office.

"You actually came back alive?"

Chen Yujie looked at Yang Xin in horror.

Yang Xin said nothing, slapped Jin Taiji's letter into his arms, and then rushed straight into Xiong Tingbi's living room, where drinking was being drunk. A group of civil and military officials gathered at the wine table, and were drinking at the delicious food. Yang Xin walked over without hesitation, and in a stunned gaze, he reached out and grabbed a roasted suckling pig directly from the table...

"Where did the madman come from?"

A civil servant shouted angrily.

Yang Xin took half of the pig's head without anyone else, and then put the package wrapped in the human head on the plate.

"Minister Xiong, do you know this old guy?"

He said.

Cao Wenzhao, who was behind, immediately brought him a chair, and he sat down without hesitation. Lao Cao then gave Xiong Tingbi a wink, indicating that this guy was in a wrong state.

Xiong Tingbi opened his baggage.

This is late autumn, especially in the northeast. Even if it is only below twenty degrees during the day, the rottenness under such temperatures is not serious, and the head can barely be identified. A general next to Xiong Tingbi picked up this thing and looked at Yang Xin with great care. Then he screamed and looked at him in disbelief...

"Who?"

Xiong Tingbi asked.

"Eh Yidu, the head of the five ministers of the old slave, is regarded as the minister of his loyalty."

The general turned his head and said with a serious look on his face.

Everyone's eyes turned to Yang Xin, and they realized that Yang Xin was actually asleep, and he was holding a half-baked suckling pig in his mouth.
Chapter completed!