"The whole army stopped and kept silent. There were signs of movement in front." Zhao Kuo, the leader, saw the scout's gesture and immediately raised his hand. Then someone kept whispering orders. Thousands of Zhao troops immediately stopped like machines without making a sound.

Why would someone appear in front of him? This is a deep mountain and old forest with few human traces, and since the two armies are fighting at this time, the hunters should have left long ago.

Could it be that they are villagers who have taken refuge in the mountains? Then how to deal with them? As a modern person who traveled through time, Zhao Kuo would never give the order to kill people to avoid leaking military information.

But if you let them go and your whereabouts are revealed, you may die, and your loyal and brave soldiers will also die because of your kindness to women.

At that moment, Zhao Kuo had countless thoughts running through his mind, and he felt it was difficult to breathe and make decisions.

He was distraught and followed the scouts to the place where there were traces of people. When the people around him were filled with sorrow, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

There is a row of endless pits on the ground, some are buried and some are still exposed.

There are a few rocks in the pit, and flies are flying and buzzing on them from time to time.

A rancid, sour smell filled the air.

Not far away, you can also see a lot of hard lumps of horse dung.

It seems that once an army was marching through here in a hurry, it asked the soldiers to dig holes to take care of the internal affairs, and then continued marching.

Cheng Zhao looked around in detail and found black military uniforms that had been scratched on several branches.

It was the Qin Army. There was once a large Qin Army that passed here day and night. Everyone looked at each other in shock.

"Humph, it turns out that the so-called divine soldiers descending from the sky are all based on the hard work of the soldiers, crossing the mountains and ridges. Our army's Changping Pass was not unjustly lost." After Zhao Kuo finished speaking, he looked around at the soldiers and continued:

"The dogs of Qin are not afraid of hardships. How can we, the elite of the Zhao army, who are one of ten thousand who dare to fight, not be as good as the dogs of Qin?"

The temperature in the air seemed to be constantly rising, and the morale that had already reached its peak exceeded its limit.

Some Zhao soldiers who were frightened and worried because they were alone and found traces of the Qin army in the mountains suddenly felt that what they had just felt was ridiculously cowardly.

The place where the Qin army walked before has been trampled into a solid dirt road, with some messy horse hoof marks intertwined on it.

Some look like new.

Zhao Kuo immediately sent a large number of scouts to where the Qin army was.

At the same time, he asked Zhao Jun, who was resting, to start sticking leaves on his clothes, just like the auspicious clothes in his previous life.

At noon, the sound of horse hooves could be heard faintly in the distance, but the sound was monotonous and not like the galloping of thousands of horses like a large group of cavalry.

Zhao Kuo, who was about to command the Zhao army to advance, shouted thankfully and quickly called everyone to hide on the spot.

On that dirt road, the ticking sound of horse hooves came from far to near. At the end of the field of vision, two Qin soldiers in black were pulling the reins casually, talking and laughing as they controlled the horses to move forward.

The Qin army's military laws were strict, but they could not control people's natural desire for joy.

When the military judge was not around, the two Qin soldiers were obviously very relaxed, talking and laughing on the road as if they were sightseeing.

Cheng Zhao cast a questioning look at Zhao Kuo, made a beheading gesture, and whispered: "Do you want it?"

Of course not, what if we kill these two and attract more Qin soldiers? Zhao Kuo waved his hand and waited patiently for the two Qin soldiers to go away, then led two or three people and chased them along the horse hoof prints.

past.

There is a fork in the road not far away. There are many messy horse hoof prints on a wider road, but they look relatively faint. It should be that the army passed by them a long time ago.

On the other side of the road, the horseshoe marks were very fresh. They were the marks formed by two horses running back and forth overlapping each other.

"I think these two should be Qin Dog's patrolmen. They patrol repeatedly every day." Cheng Zhao looked at the horse hoof prints and said to Zhao Kuo. He was the most experienced in mountain marching among Zhao Kuo's disciples, so he was selected this time.

To lead the team.

Zhao Kuo nodded, and they walked along this road for a long time. At the end of the road, just before leaving the mountain, they saw a Qin army camp, with about dozens of Qin soldiers standing guard there.

"These Qin dogs don't look like they have all their fur." ​​Song Yi looked at them from a distance for a long time and said doubtfully: "They seem to be young men who haven't had enough to eat. They are so skinny that they can't even hold weapons firmly."

"Yeah, it's completely different from the Qin Gou we fought against before. It doesn't look murderous at all." Cheng Zhao also said doubtfully.

Zhao Kuo also felt strange, but it was getting late, so he asked Cheng Hui to go back to appease the soldiers. He took Song Yi and a few brave soldiers, relied on his understanding of the terrain, and made a sudden circle to avoid

Those Qin troops standing guard.

He led people to climb to a cliff on the top of a nearby mountain.

According to the map, there should be a place called Baotou ahead.

At this time, the moon and stars were sparse and the mountain road was difficult to walk. Zhao Kuo did not dare to light a fire for fear of exposing his whereabouts. Even though he was familiar with the terrain, he fell several times on the road. If Song Yi's infinite strength, quick eyesight and quick hands hadn't caught him in time,

Zhao Kuo might also lose the prize.

The effort is worth it.

On the cliff, Zhao Kuo and others did not bother to drink water or eat dry food. They were surprised to find that there were bright lights about a mile away.

There was actually a small tent there, with dozens of braziers surrounding the tent. Qin troops stood guard under each brazier, adding charcoal to the fire from time to time.

In addition to several groups of soldiers patrolling alternately outside the camp, there were also dozens of cavalry patrolling the surrounding open space on guard.

Farther away, toward the defense line where the Qin and Zhao armies were facing each other, there were two larger tents with sparse lights. But even if Zhao Kuo and the others were lying on the cliff in the distance, they could feel that the two tents were very powerful.

It’s messy and crowded, completely different from the quiet and solemn Qin army camp you usually see in Hanwang Mountain.

Sergeants on horseback kept coming from far away, usually five or six riding together, leaving one behind in the small camp while the rest continued to run towards the front line.

Even though it was already dark, these sergeants on horseback were still coming in an endless stream, shuttling through the small camp.

There were red flags behind these sergeants. They were obviously the sergeants responsible for conveying military information. Since these sergeants frequently entered and exited the small camp, it was very likely that the small camp belonged to the Qin Army.

Handsome tent!

These things can be judged without high military literacy.

Zhao Kuo felt that the people around him were breathing much heavier.

He himself also had dry lips and sweaty palms.

There are natural dangers not far from this place, so it is not suitable for a military tent.

However, Bai Qi in Zhao Kuo's heart is omnipotent.
Chapter completed!