Chapter 135: The Front Army Scout Camp, a Lair of Dragons and Tigers

Chapter 135: The Front Army Scout Camp, a Lair of Dragons and Tigers

Chapter 135: The Front Army Scout Camp, a Lair of Dragons and Tigers
The dim candlelight in the tent flickered, illuminating Dibaonu's hazy and flushed cheeks.
A month ago, he was still the second prince who was respected by everyone and had the hope of becoming the Taiji.

A month later he had become a fat pig raised by the Ming people, with no worries about food and drink but no ambition.

He was half asleep, watching the person approaching little by little.

The figure in his eyes gradually enlarged, and he finally opened his eyes.
Dead eyes, ordinary face, and medium build, the security guard knew who this person was without even looking.

"What are you doing here again? I told you I don't know anything. Even if I knew, I wouldn't tell you, hehe."

The security guard had an untidy beard and looked like a 40-year-old middle-aged man because he was only 20 years old.

My skin is dull and greasy, as if I haven't washed it in several days.

Jiang Li stood there, looking at him like this, frowning slightly.

After a brief pause, he took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it over:

"Tell me their identities, and I will tell you the situation of the princess."

As soon as these words were spoken, the confusion and chaos in Dibaonu's eyes disappeared in an instant, and a gleam of light flashed away, but he soon returned to his drunken appearance.

If it were someone else, they would not be able to notice it.

But Jiang Li had been a member of the Imperial Guard for many years and was good at winning people's hearts.

He keenly caught that glimmer of clarity and sneered:
"Dibaonu was born in the 28th year of Zhizheng. He had 11 wives, concubines, and children.
He has nearly 20,000 soldiers under his command and is the most honorable person in the royal court,

If you are so decadent, you are not worthy of your good name in the grassland.
Stop pretending, you don't stand a chance.
The army has left Buerhae and will arrive in Gyeongju within a month.

What else can you do? You can't even run away.

Look at how many armored soldiers are there beside you? There are none, but there are three thousand elite soldiers waiting outside. "

There was a trace of struggle in the eyes of the slave, and his breathing became slightly rapid.

He picked up the jar of wine and drank it down in gulps, trying to hide the resentment on his face.

"I came to you hoping to cooperate with you.
I'm afraid that except me, no one in this military camp will come to discuss this with you. Don't you really want to consider it?
I can tell you some news from outside.
Even some of the treatment of the grassland people, as well as the situation of your soldiers, etc.

Although this may not be pleasant, it is better than knowing nothing at all.”

The cold voice pierced into Di Baonu's body like a needle.
It made his already rosy face turn even redder and his breathing quickened.

From the second prince of the royal court to a prisoner,

Such a gap caught him off guard, and he felt endless grief and anger in his heart.

The Dibaonu's breathing became faster and faster, and finally became like a bellows, making a hoarse whistle.

The next moment, a violent coughing sound was heard, and the wine that stung the throat flowed out of the nose.

The tears that flowed naturally mixed with the tears that came from the alcohol, flowing like a stream.

After a cup of tea, Dibaonu's breathing gradually calmed down.

There was no more drunkenness in his eyes, replaced by anger and unwillingness.

He glanced sideways at Jiang Li, snatched the paper from his hand, and looked closely. There were only four names on it.

Dibaonu frowned and said in a cold voice:
"What do you want to know? They are the women of the king's tent."

"I want to know everything about them, their age, appearance, the people they are committed to, and where they might go." Jiang Li finally smiled, his face sinister.

"They are missing?" Doubt flashed in the eyes of the land security slave, and then he smiled lightly and threw the paper casually:
"Maybe they are dead. They are just a few women. There are many women in the royal court who are more beautiful than them. Why bother looking for them?"

"You don't need to know. Just tell me what you know. I will tell you the situation of the princess when the time comes."

Jiang Li spoke calmly, without any emotion in his voice.

A haze flashed across Dibaonu's eyes, and he spoke:
"Tengger Toya and Geerle Maraqin are Tianbaonu's men.
Their husbands were the captains Bayasiguleng Dalai and Geler Altan.
They are young and beautiful, the jewels of the royal court. I don’t know where they will go.

As for Bayar Nuomin and Hulun Yarong, they are from our army camp.
Nuomin's husband was a guard of the Khan and died in Jinshan last year.

Yarong's husband was the chief of the guards of Biriktu Khan, who died in Khorin sixteen years ago.

Her son is my guard, where can they go?

The royal court is destroyed, tell me where they can go?"

Jiang Li frowned and asked:

“Is it possible that Tenger Toya and Geerle Maraqin escaped with Tianbaonu?”

The land security guard frowned, raised his head and looked at Jiang Li with a mocking expression:

"You have captured Tianbaonu's own women, let alone them? What do you want to know? Don't waste my time."

Jiang Li curled his lips, his face calm:
"We can't find them alive or dead, and we can't find their whereabouts."

The slave once again showed sarcasm and looked at Jiang Li: "You are not a soldier."

“How come you see?”

"He spoke with a strong sense of stupidity, like the sad and sorrowful assistants in the royal court."

Jiang Lin's eyes narrowed, filled with danger.

"That was a battlefield with nearly 300,000 people, so it was only natural that several thousand people were missing.

You probably haven't seen a war horse charging, with its hooves trampling on a person's body.

It only takes a hundred or so riders to trample a person into a puddle of mud, and no human form can be seen."

Jiang Li fell silent. He had certainly seen the scene of war horses trampling corpses.
There are lists of casualties in the army, as well as lists of missing persons. Most of the missing people have turned into a pile of mud and their identities cannot be confirmed.

But Jiang Li was unwilling to accept this. He did not believe in coincidences.
He is a member of the Imperial Guards, a secret agent, so it is easier for him to spot secret agents and some things that seem normal but are actually strange.

It is like a commoner who has saved up some money with great effort and bought a horse, and then he finds that the city is full of horses and people leading horses. This is a change in attention brought about by a change in identity.

The tent was silent for a long time, and then Jiang Li spoke:
"Tell me everything you know, and I will judge for myself."

"How is the princess?" Dibaonu raised his head, his eyes sharp.
Jiang Li was silent for a moment, then said coldly:

"died."

The dibaonu's eyes suddenly widened, and the wine jar in his hand fell to the ground with a loud bang, splashing the wine everywhere.
Di Baonu had a dazed look on his face, as if he was stupid. Sadness began to spread, causing his face to twist little by little.

"How did you die?"

"He committed suicide."

"Impossible!" Dibaonu said firmly.
But the next moment, he was speechless again.
Although the princess was a woman, both he and Tianbao Nu were under her protection.
Otherwise, they would not have an easy time in the Northern Yuan Dynasty's camp surrounded by enemies, and they would not have the power to command the army.

As a son, I know that my mother has a tenacity that is no less than that of the Khan.
And there is also the undisguised kindness that overwhelms the entire royal court.

The royal court was destroyed and all the people were devastated. It was only natural for the princess to go to this point.

Jiang Li's face remained calm as he continued:
"Tell me everything about these four people."

After a long time, the land security slave smiled miserably:
"The princess is dead, does it matter whether they live or die?"

"It's very important to me."

The landkeeper pursed his lips, his eyes were empty, his voice was numb, and he told the story slowly.
Jiang Li had a good memory. Di Baonu said this, and he remembered it.

Time passed little by little, and soon a quarter of an hour had passed.

"Yarong's son Ortai is my personal guard.

He is tall and strong, and he is ruthless in fighting.
But like her mother, she was kind-hearted and often advised me to find more peripheral sinners.

In fact, what he wanted was not to strengthen our power, but to prevent those people from starving and freezing.

Her mother Yarong was highly respected in the king's tent.

She has a very good relationship with Queen Quan and the Princess, and the bean noodles she makes are highly praised by even the dignitaries in the royal court."

At this point, Dibaonu suddenly remembered something, and a hint of sarcasm appeared on his face:
"Arisleng and Cyber ​​Black Hawk also eat there frequently and they also praise it highly.

Especially Cyber ​​Black Hawk, he goes there almost every day and takes some away with him.”

I don't know why, but when I recall the past,
The mockery on the landowner's face gradually disappeared, replaced by a trace of longing and emotion.
Those were the days when his strength grew rapidly.

Every day the number of soldiers is increasing, and the soldiers are getting stronger.
At that time, he had even thought about when to attack Tianbao Nu.

But unfortunately, the Ming army arrived too quickly.
What was even more difficult for him to accept was that he became powerful with the help of Mingren.

This is more difficult to accept than being defeated by Tianbao Nu.

Jiang Li frowned, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked deep.

Some ordinary soldiers and officers might not know that Arisleng is Lu Yunyi, but he and many military officers know it.

I just didn't expect to hear the young player's name here, and that he was related to the names on the list.

He keenly realized that perhaps this Arisleng knew something.

Jiang Li thought for a moment and asked, "Is Hulun Yarong's son called Ortai?" Di Baonu nodded.

"Where is he now? Is he dead?"

The earthkeeper opened his eyes slightly, with a mocking look on his face:

"Didn't he die at the hands of you Ming people?

He followed Arisleng to the south of Buyuerhai to clear out your scouts.
But I didn’t expect that Arsleng was actually a Ming Dynasty person.”

At this point, Jiang Li raised his eyebrows.
A large number of the 20,000 people that day did not die, but were taken as prisoners.

Perhaps we can start from this and find the trace of Hulun Yarong.

After getting the answer, Jiang Li turned around and left.

A quarter of an hour later, he brought two of his men to the document storage area near the central army tent.
Here is a list of prisoners, which forms the basis for the subsequent compilation of the Yellow Book.

The dim candlelight was lit, and Jiang Li's face was grim as he spoke:

"Go ahead, Hulun Ortai."

"Yes!"

So, the three of them started looking for it here.

One after another, large boxes were opened, and freshly recorded books were taken out.
Using the dim light, he quickly searched for possible names.

In the battle of Lianfeng Valley, a total of 15,877 grassland soldiers were captured, which was enough to fill more than ten blue-covered booklets.
Time passed. In the blink of an eye, an hour had passed and the three of them had finished reading the booklets in their hands.

"Sir, there is no such person's name."

"Sir, I don't have it here either. Is it possible that he gave a false name when registering, or that he died in battle?"

A haze flashed across Jiang Li's eyes. This is also possible.

Although the names required comparison with three prisoners, it is possible that some soldiers did so to save time and effort.

Jiang Li's eyes flashed with disappointment, but he immediately regained his composure:

"Put everything back in place. You've worked hard today."

After saying this, Jiang Li walked out of the military tent and disappeared into the night.

Half an hour later, the front scout unit welcomed an unexpected guest.
Jiang Li took advantage of the night and rode here on a war horse.

When he arrived at the camp, he took out the central army token from his bosom and said to the soldier:

"I am the lieutenant general of the Central Army, and I need to see your master for something."

The soldiers guarding the gate looked at each other, one of them went to report, and the other held his long sword vigilantly, his eyes narrowed:
"Only you?"

For some reason, Jiang Li suddenly felt that there were many more eyes on him.

He narrowed his eyes and looked around, but found nothing.

He nodded and smiled:

"I am responsible for coordinating military achievements. Some matters need to be confirmed with General Lu."

"Please wait a moment." The soldier's voice was clear and crisp, and his hand holding the long sword tightened.

Jiang Li felt that the gazes from all sides had surrounded him tightly, making his hair stand on end.

To his shock, he couldn't tell where the gaze was coming from.

Looking around, the soldiers of the front scout unit were busy with their own things.
No one even looked up at him, as if they didn't care at all about him as an outsider.

Soon, the soldier who had left earlier returned and said:

"Lord Lu is patrolling the camp and has not returned yet. If you are not in a hurry, you can go to the big tent and wait, or you can go to the rear army to look for him."

"I'll wait a moment." Jiang Li smiled lightly, with an unnatural look on his face.

Soon, he arrived outside the military tent where Lu Yunyi was, but was told by patrolling soldiers that he could not go in.

Jiang Li smiled helplessly, and walked around the military camp with his hands behind his back.

For some reason, he felt that the atmosphere in the front army scout camp was particularly solemn, far from being as brisk as that in the central army.

Not far away, Wu Fuliu hid in the military tent, staring at Jiang Li secretly.

When Lu Yunyi was promoted to lieutenant general, he naturally rose in rank as well, becoming a thousand-householder.
He looked at the soldier beside him and said, "Keep a close eye on him."

"Yes, my lord!"

After saying this, the soldier walked out as if nothing had happened, looking straight ahead and sizing up Jiang Li with his peripheral vision.
As time passed, Jiang Li's brows furrowed.
In this front-line scout camp, he felt as if his hair was counting down.

Jiang Li's eyes flickered, his lips pursed, and he suddenly covered his stomach and looked around blankly.
Finally, he saw a shadow near the tent, a hint of joy appeared on his face, and he ran over quickly.

The soldiers who were staring at this place looked at each other and counted the time silently in their hearts.

Sixty blinks of an eye passed by, and several soldiers' faces tensed. They stood up silently and approached the shadow.

At the same time, his nose kept sniffing the air, but he didn't smell any filthy smell.

Soon, they came closer, their faces changed slightly, and there was no one in the shadows!
A soldier waved his hand calmly without changing his expression.
The originally silent camp seemed to come alive.

There were more people walking around, more noises, but the atmosphere became more tense.

Jiang Li was hiding in the military tent. When he saw this scene, he became extremely alert!

As a member of the Imperial Guard, he knew better than anyone that in a large-scale hiding,

The leader’s great abilities cannot change the situation, everyone needs to be strong!

And now, the more than 20 soldiers in front of this front army scout unit are undoubtedly excellent spies!

After taking a deep breath, Jiang Li's eyes focused.
He crawled out from behind the tent and moved back and forth in the shadows.
It took nearly two quarters of an hour to finally arrive at the military tent where Lu Yunyi was.

Jiang Li was breathing rapidly, with beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.
Fortunately, it is night now. If it were daytime, he would not have so much hiding space.

But even so, he had already used all his strength.
The number of soldiers moving around in the military camp was increasing little by little.

From just over 20 people, it has increased to over 50 people.
They all exuded an aura that made Jiang Li wary.

That was the rotten smell of spies hiding in the shadows, and each of them was big and strong, and was a good fighter in the army.

There was a flash of decisiveness in Jiang Li's eyes. He found the right opportunity in an instant, turned over easily, and sneaked into Lu Yunyi's camp.

He clutched the tent curtain tightly, and the breath he had been holding began to relax as he let out a long sigh.

Came in.

But the next moment, his face suddenly changed, and the whistling sound of the long sword cutting through the air behind him sounded beside his ears!

Inside the military tent, Wu Fuliu held a long sword that shone with cold light tightly in his hand.

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's. Before Jiang Li could stand firm,

The long sword was already unsheathed and slashed towards him with a fierce murderous aura.

Jiang Li reacted quickly, he swiped his hand downwards, unsheathed the soft sword hidden at his waist, and turned around quickly.
It collided with Wu Fuliu's long sword in the air, making a crisp "ding" sound.

Both of them are very skilled, and they knew the other's strength as soon as they fought.

The figures of Jiang Li and Wu Fuliu moved quickly in the tent, the lights of swords and the shadows of knives intertwined, and the sounds of clanging rang out continuously.

Each of their attacks was full of power and speed, trying to defeat the opponent in a short time.

However, as time went on, Jiang Li gradually felt the pressure.
Wu Fuliu's sword was extremely powerful, and every time he swung it he had to use all his strength to block it.

He tried to change his moves, looking for a way to defeat the enemy.

But Wu Fuliu would not give him this chance, and the strength in his hands gradually increased.

Like Liu Heiying, he believed that one could break all barriers with one force and kill the enemy chief with one sword.

Wu Fuliu's sword slashed faster and faster.

With a crisp sound of "dang", the soft sword in Jiang Li's hand let out a wail and broke straight away.

Wu Fuliu's eyes focused, and he changed his long sword from chopping to stabbing, and stabbed towards Jiang Li's chest with lightning speed.

Jiang Li was shocked when he saw this and quickly swung his sword to block, but it was too late.

The tip of Wu Fuliu's knife pierced through his clothes and went straight to his heart.

At this moment, the air in the military tent seemed to freeze.

Wu Fuliu's charge suddenly stopped, and the originally explosive atmosphere calmed down in an instant.
At this time, a familiar voice came from outside the military tent, with some smile,
"General Jiang, you are in the front scout camp. Don't move around. It's dangerous."

(End of this chapter)