Li Jun's eyes were wandering back and forth on the faces of the remaining soldiers. Finally, he stroked his beard and smiled: "I wonder where the Anxi Protectorate Army is stationed now?"

"Qilian City, right in Qilian City, I beg the Crown Prince to go for reinforcements as soon as possible, otherwise, my guardians may be wiped out!" The remaining soldiers with red eyes crawled forward a few steps and shouted.

His sincere and heart-wrenching howling infected everyone present, from generals to soldiers, and was moved.

From the description of the remaining soldiers, the scene of the Tang army fighting hard seems to be right in front of us.

Unexpectedly, Prince Li Jun's performance was not so exciting, and he even said that he was too calm.

It was obvious that when he encouraged the officers and soldiers to fight bravely in front of the bonfire two days ago, he was still so passionate and full of fighting spirit. Now, facing the raging Tubo barbarians, why is it not moving?

The three remaining soldiers kept turning their pitiful eyes to Li Jun. He pondered for a moment and ordered: "A few brothers are still hungry. Go and eat something first and then talk later."

The guard stood up and walked out of the tent with a few remaining soldiers. The soldier with red eyes staggered under his feet, looking back constantly, and stammered in his mouth.

"Your Highness, please go to Qilian City to reinforce..."

The starry eyes closed slightly, Li Jun smiled. When several soldiers walked out of the tent, his face quickly became gloomy.

The quick change of face caught Yao Kui off guard.

"Your Highness, is there anything wrong with these people?"

Based on Yao Kui's understanding of Li Jun, he probably guessed that the problem should be the remnants of these Protectorate's Mansion.

But what could they have problems? They escaped from the forest, and their armor was filled with bright red blood, and their tone of speaking and acting were all the ways of the people of the Central Plains.

Yao Kui really couldn't see any flaws. He held the candlestick and followed Li Jun's footsteps to illuminate him.

Li Jun stood with his hands behind his back, and a map drawn with silk cloth in front of him was hung in the center of the big tent, Longyou and Hexi, with detailed signs of the defense and marching routes.

"They are all spies from Tubo."

"How did your highness see it?" Yao Kui was excited, and the candlelight shook a few times, and the candle shadows on the map were chaotic.

"One of the flaws lies in the armor on them. The standard is indeed the Mingguang armor of the Tang Dynasty, but since they are deserters, why would they still wear heavy armor to escape? Remember, the remaining soldiers we encountered a few times before, their clothes were all ragged, so how could they wear armor?"

Once reminded, Yao Kui suddenly realized.

Although it is called the Remnant Soldier, it eventually scattered from the battlefield. If it is strictly investigated, it is no different from the deserter.

Although the Tang Dynasty's punishment for deserters on battlefields was not as cruel as the surrounding nomadic tribes, it was also quite harsh.

According to the Tang Dynasty's Law of Capture and Death, deserters escaped for one day, moved for one year, and escaped for more than fifteen days, and were sentenced to hang.

In the face of such severe punishments, although there are deserters, they are all cautious and never dare to show off their identity.

They often put on civilian clothes, mingle in the mountains of the countryside, survived, waiting for the imperial court to amnesty and register their household registration again.

Of course, the court was not so unkind. Wars were frequent. If any soldiers who fled were dragged out and hung them, there would probably be no one else to fight.

Therefore, as long as it is not too much, it is often turned a blind eye to the defeated soldiers of the previous battle, the next team gathered together and continued to fight. This is the most common practice now.

The tolerance of the court does not mean that the soldiers can act lightly.

The prince was right. Since entering Hezhou, the remaining soldiers they gathered were usually wearing the clothes of ordinary villagers. The bulky armor had long been thrown on the battlefield.

If you wear bright light armor, wouldn’t this reveal your identity?

After a moment of silence, Li Jun waited for Yao Kui to figure it out himself, and continued to remind him: "They have a second flaw."

"besides?"

Recently, His Royal Highness's skills are really good. Yao Kui often thinks that according to His Royal Highness's current level, it is more than enough to go to Dali Temple to make a case.

"Did you pay attention to their eyes?"

Yao Kui shook his head violently. The tears of these remaining soldiers and the sincere cry for help had attracted Yao Kui's gaze, so he would not pay attention to their eyes.

Li Jun pointed to his lower eyelid and said, "Their eye sockets are slightly whiter than the ones above. Think about what's going on."

"Only the Tubo Legion will equip the warriors with facial armor, so their eyes are often exposed, and the color is darker, while the eye sockets and the entire cheeks protected in the facial armor appear whiter."

Yao Kui slapped his forehead: "It seems that's true!"

Facing Yao Kui's admiration, Li Jun was calm. He could observe the suspicious points in the eyes of Tubo soldiers, but was inspired by sunglasses.

People who love sunglasses often have their eyes protected and look whiter, while their exposed faces are directly exposed to the sun and are naturally dark and shiny.

In contrast to the sunglasses that modern people like, the cavalry of the Tubo Legion must be equipped with facial armor, which has the opposite effect on their faces.

"So, what the Crown Prince means is that these remnants are pretended to be soldiers of the Tubo Legion?"

"But they speak Chinese so well, I can't hear any accent."

"This is the danger. Think about the Tubo prince Wu Qitu we met at the Taoist Shop. His Chinese dialect is very high, his pronunciation and word use are very standard. Now, the spies from these three Tubo Legion's Chinese dialect may be specially trained under the instruction of Wu Qitu."

"This Tubo master is so vicious!" Yao Kui was so angry that he clenched his sleeves and teeth. When his body shook, the hot candle oil dripped down.

"Shit..." Candle oil immediately condensed into pieces on the back of his hand, and he was whispering in pain.

"This is not a vicious heart, it is a trick. Using spies to mislead the enemy has always been a common trick on the battlefield. Just get used to it slowly."

"But they have exposed a little flaw this time. Maybe they will send more cunning spies to mingle into the team in the future. We must step up our defense."

"I'll investigate the remaining soldiers I've been gathering these days, and I can't let a bad guy go."

Li Jun agreed to Yao Kui's proposal, and there is no mistake to be careful.

Yao Kui put the candlestick back on the table, and Li Jun began to arrange the next march route.

"Since they are all shameless spies, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince even lets them eat, which is a waste of food!"
Chapter completed!