Talent comes from being shrewd, ambition comes from being high, and one is born in the last days when his luck has declined. -------"A Dream of Red Mansions" by Cao Xueqin of the Qing Dynasty
It is said that Chen Long led a team of 150 people, crossed numerous mountain dangers, and followed the mountain streams, and finally found the outlet of the stream in the Chile River, a waterfall falling from a high cliff. The team tied the rope and descended into the endless meadow, heading towards Datun.
Halfway through the journey, I heard several times the sound of golden drums and the galloping of thousands of horses in the distant Kawakou Valley. Zhao Yun's troops had obviously begun to attack Kawakou strategically, and Liu Bao's Huns cavalry had all joined the battle. I'm afraid that inside Datun, All the herdsmen in their prime who were accustomed to fighting also went to the battlefield.
Chen Long originally wanted to wait until night before entering Datun, try to avoid possible friction, and take Cai Yan to leave in the dark. But thinking about the light snowfall last night and the howling wolves, although this grassland night was beautiful, it was too cold and dangerous. Although she is not afraid, can Cai Wenji endure such a dark night outside the wilderness? Not to mention escaping into the mountains.
After thinking about it for a long time, Chen Long finally decided to take advantage of dawn to venture into Datun for rescue. If there weren't too many herdsmen in prime age left behind and they could escape quickly after rescuing Cai Yan, they might be able to succeed in one fell swoop.
Under these heavy mountains, the sun has not yet set, it is just after noon, and the silhouette of the mountains gradually envelopes the grassland. Datun fell into a rare quiet time after lunch. Occasionally, a big dog barked a few times, and then fell into silence again.
Chen Long and his men crawled behind the long grass on a gentle slope and observed the entire Datun at close range. There are obvious horse trail exits on all sides of Datun, and the gaps between each yurt are enough for people to enter and exit. In the middle of Datun, you can see three huge yurts that are obviously higher than the roofs of other yurts. They stand out from the crowd and must be the "royal palace" residence of Zuoxian King Liu Bao.
Chen Long became excited, and Cai Yan's newly mature and elegant face emerged from the depths of his heart. Although Cai Yan does not know Chen Long who is dressed as "Yan Baihu" now, the little tacit understanding when they first met at Cai Yong's mansion will make Chen Long unforgettable. If Cai Yan can be saved from suffering, Chen Long is willing to use his life's love and time to bring her back to happiness.
There are many routes into Datun. Chen Long observed one carefully. It seemed that there were the fewest people coming in and out. Chen Long led the team cautiously and gradually approached the sheep pen at the outer racecourse. The length of the grass was greatly reduced, so the team had to use the fence to hide their presence. Fortunately, not many people came out to take care of the livestock in this afternoon. Chen Long asked everyone to leave their burdens on the grassland. Everyone wore light clothes and crawled forward with only weapons.
Finally approaching the outermost yurt, Chen Long saw that the yurt was basically facing the leeward south, so he cut through the gaps between several yurts, trying not to make any noise. Although the team's actions are not as clean and neat as those of the special forces, they can still be considered a qualified hiding team.
The team gradually deepened and turned around a four-color yurt. The door curtain suddenly moved. Chen Long and others arrived just in time. They saw a little boy of two or three years old. His whole face was wrinkled by the wind on the grassland. His red face looked healthy. , his big black eyes stared at the team behind Chen Long, motionless.
Chen Long hurriedly put his index finger up to his mouth, looked at the boy with a smile, and motioned for the people behind him to pass by quickly. The boy was attracted by the gleaming dagger in Chen Long's hand. Chen Long played with it a few times and took out some dried meat from his arms for him to suck. The boy took it and let these strange-looking intruders go.
The team moved quickly and came to the back of three yurts arranged in a zigzag pattern. There were people guarding the front. Chen Long went around and observed, and saw that several yurts were guarded at the door, especially the southernmost yurt. Standing there was a strong man who looked like a giant spirit god. He was obviously a guard specializing in protecting Liu Bao's relatives.
Chen Long didn't know which yurt Cai Wenji should be in. He saw that the strong man's forehead was shiny, bald and hairless, but there was a small braid hanging on the back of his head. He looked quite like the dress of the Jin Dynasty in later generations, wearing a wolf skin protector. Shoulder, touching the right shoulder and right arm, at the end of the muscled forearm, the big palm-like hand holds a giant mace, which looks quite untouchable.
The big man was guarding the camp alone. He must have full confidence in himself. Chen Long also felt that he should not offend him easily, so he started to check the two big bags at the back.
The yurt is a type of house inhabited by Mongolian herdsmen, suitable for pastoral production and nomadic life. The bag is spacious and comfortable inside. It is supported by a special wooden frame as a fence, wrapped with two to three layers of wool felt, and then tied with ropes twisted from horsehair or camel hair. The top is covered with a wooden bracket and a canopy. of felt and thatch to keep out the wind and rain. The oval spire has a skylight and is covered with four square squares of wool felt, which can be used for ventilation and lighting. It is easy to build, dismantle and move, and is especially suitable for the life of herdsmen who live by water and grass.
Chen Long saw the skylight on the top of the big bag on the left, and asked his men to hide it. He lifted it up lightly, and it rose up from the ground like blue smoke and landed lightly next to the skylight. He lifted up the sheep felt to protect the rain and observed. The interior of the bag is dark, and the door of the bag is opened to the southeast, which not only avoids the strong cold air of Siberia, but also follows the ancient tradition that the direction of sunrise is auspicious. In the center of the tent, there is a stove about two feet high. On the east side of the stove are cupboards stacked with cooking utensils, and on the west side is a carpet with a carved wooden table with low legs placed on the carpet. On both sides of the tent are hung the shepherd's riding whip, bow and arrow, shotgun and chewing bridle. On the west side of the tent is a red painted wooden cabinet. On the north corner of the wooden cabinet is a Buddhist niche and a Buddha statue. In front of the Buddha statue There were incense burners and sacrifices placed there, but they were quiet as if they were not included.
From this angle, Chen Long couldn't see the furnishings on the other side, but he didn't see anything like a couch. It should be on the other side, and maybe someone was taking a nap. Chen Long listened for a long time, but couldn't hear the sound of breathing. He risked sticking his head into the skylight to observe. Sure enough, there was a pile of comfortable couches covered with felts and the like on the other side, with several dolls sleeping quietly on them, sitting on the sides. A maid was sitting next to her, also leaning on the edge of the cave and taking a nap. I think Liu Bao and the general's children were taking a nap here. No wonder they couldn't hear their breathing.
Master Chen Longyi was brave enough to jump up and go to the top of the yurt on the right to observe. It was also a large tent with a skylight. After careful observation, there was only a middle-aged woman taking a nap here. She thought she was Liu Bao's queen or something. The first wife.
Chen Long frowned slightly. It seemed that Cai Wenji was most likely in the big yurt in the south. It was probably Liu Bao's resting place there, and Cai Yan had been sleeping there recently. If you want to reach the big bag for observation, you must fly into the space between the two big bags at the back and Liu Bao's big bag, and it is impossible to avoid the sight of the guards at the door of the two big bags at the back. If he was seen by the guards behind him, he would definitely alert the giant man guarding the door of Liu Bao's yurt.
As soon as Chen Long thought of this, he turned around and looked down from the other side of the roof of the big bag. He saw several guards standing in front of each big bag with bows and swords on their backs. Even if he made a sneak attack, he might not be able to eliminate them all at the same time. As long as one person speaks out, he may have to face the wrath of the whole village.
The only solution for now is to do one thing and not stop doing the other. The possibility that Cai Yan is in the big yurt guarded by that giant man is very high. If he is not lured away, it seems difficult to carry a beautiful woman away like this. Chen Longfei landed next to the yurt where his men were invisible, and asked to clear out the guards outside the two yurts at the back first. If they could all be eliminated silently, he could naturally try to cut the big mouth of Liu Bao's yurt from the back, quietly rescue Cai Yan, and avoid the giants. Han duel.
The team was divided into two teams again, and at the same time, they walked through the gap between the two bags on the left and right to the door of the yurt. Chen Long turned around and flew up to the yurt on the left. He reached the eaves in front and exposed his eyes, staring at the actions of his men.
Chen Long was not confident that his men could silently eliminate the two groups of guards on the left and right at the same time, so once his men started taking action, Chen Long decided to leap through the gap between the big bags and attack the giant man directly from the roof, hoping to succeed in one fell swoop.
The left and right men started fighting at the same time, and as expected, there were shouts. Chen Long took advantage of the melee in front of the yurt door. He kicked his feet violently and landed on the roof of Liu Bao's yurt like a bird. He quickly climbed over the roof and looked down. He saw the big man raising his mace. It seemed that He listened carefully to what was happening behind him, but did not leave the door of the yurt.
Chen Long pulled out the dagger from his boot and pressed it down like thunder without hesitation, pointing the tip of the dagger directly at the big man's bare head. As the wind blew slightly, the big man's bald head changed slightly. It was obvious that his senses were extremely sensitive. He twisted his neck to the left in the flash of light. Chen Long's dagger brushed into the muscles of his right shoulder, and was quickly absorbed by the big man's muscles. Bounce.
Chen Long didn't expect that the giant man's senses were so sharp and his muscles were extremely protective. His killer move, which was supposed to kill in one hit, failed to succeed in one fell swoop. The mace in the big man's hand had already been swung with a loud sound. Although the wound on his shoulder looked bloody, it was not fatal.
The thick mace was inlaid with sharp iron nails, and it was swung towards Chen Long's face with a huge sound of wind. Naturally, Chen Long did not dare to touch the dagger in his hand. He was much smaller than the big man, and he had an iron stance. Banqiao slipped under the big man's arm, raised it up smoothly, and stabbed the big man's armpit with the dagger. The big man roared, and before he could turn around, he jumped up suddenly, turned his back, and his majestic back muscles bulged, and he quickly pressed down. Xiang Chen Long, intending to crush Chen Long to death or at least cause him to be seriously injured.
Chen Long was startled by his unexpected move, thinking that being pressed down by you weighing hundreds of kilograms would be comparable to a brown bear, but it would not break any bones or muscles. Before he could jump away in time, he fell to the ground along his back. He pressed the dagger head upward into the grass and rolled away far away.
The big man was about to get a blow. As soon as his back hit the ground, the expected human flesh cushion was not under him. Instead, a sharp thorn penetrated deeply into his back. If the muscles were not tight, this blow would have penetrated into his internal organs, and the pain hit him. Come, the giant man let out a roar, climbed up with the dagger, raised the mace high, and looked for the nasty opponent who would sneak up on him with his eyes wide open.
Chen Long rolled around and just arrived in front of the wool felt door of the yurt. Suddenly, a small corner of the felt curtain was opened, revealing a delicate and pretty face. Chen Long was stunned. Although the little face was blown by the wind on the grassland, The texture of the skin is cracked, although the sun on the grassland has turned her face red, and although her eyes have been filled with tears due to her sorrowful heart, the bookish aura still rushes towards her face. But who is Cai Wenji?
Cai Wenji stared blankly at Chen Long. She saw that he had a Han face and was wearing a short jacket from the Han Dynasty. His eyes seemed familiar, but she really didn't recognize him. She saw Chen Long smiling slightly, and she was inexplicably surprised when she suddenly saw a stick. The huge mace hit the man on the ground, and he couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise: "Xiluo, no!"
