Chapter 82 The distant Dorgon

Grain is fried barley, which is also one of the staple foods of the Mongols. Gao Jie stopped a military soldier from stuffing grain into his mouth, and the military soldier put the grain next to the camel's mouth.

The camel smelled the fragrance of barley and started eating without hesitation. After the camel ate seven or eight kilograms of barley, Gao Jie made the soldiers look forward to the camel.

Looking around, the people who were still chasing each other just now disappeared on the grassland, and occasionally I saw them when the wind was low.

In places with lush grass, camels' long legs are actually very advantageous. The people in the camel caravan also seem to understand this. They will escape wherever the grass and trees are lush.

The rain in Chilechuan this year is good, and the grass is growing lushly. It looks like cattle and sheep are seen with wind and wind, which brings great trouble to the pursuers.

Gao Jie stayed there, and the camel was carrying all the food on his back, and it was full of grains of barley. The camel that ate barley had no intention of toxicity until now. He seemed more lively after drinking some water, which made Gao Jie extremely puzzled.

At this time, the subordinates who pursued the camel team came back one after another, but Gao Jie did not see any prisoners and couldn't help frowning.

"The camel stayed, and people entered the mountain. We didn't have time to catch them one by one, so we came back."

After listening to his subordinate's explanation, Gao Jie nodded and said, "Take the camel away, I always feel something is wrong this time."

A military soldier said: "The people in the camel caravan are not like Mongolians."

Gao Jie was stunned for a moment and said, "What do you say?"

The military soldier clasped his fists and said, "Report to the general, the methods of tying pockets are different. These knots are tied by Han people, and the knots of Mongolians are completely different from ours."

As he spoke, he found a rope. After a while, three or four kinds of knots were tied. Gao Jie looked carefully and said, "It's true, how do you know?"

The military soldier smiled and said, "The mark is originally a friend who is traveling to the Mongolian caravan."

Gao Jie smiled and asked again: "Who likes to use this kind of knot?"

The military servant laughed and said, "A chain buckle is the method of binding the leather rope of Zhangjiakou. It is tied very firmly and is easy to disassemble."

Gao Jie laughed and said, "These group of tycoons in Zhangjiakou have also come to harm grandfather. When the construction of Guihua City is completed, grandfather will make them regret going to this world.

The person who came took away the camels and also took away the food, and told everyone that there was a problem with this batch of food and could not be moved."

"General, we have a lot of supplies. Should we go back?"

Gao Jie said: "When we go back, we send someone to inform Lu Xiangsheng, tell him the situation here without saying a word, and listen to his opinions."

When he met Qian Shaoshao on the road, Gao Jie already knew the idea of ​​gathering in Datong in Tumot's tribe, and thought it was a separate incident.

Now even the merchants in Zhangjiakou have begun to murder them, the group of horse thieves who have made the grassland uneasy, which shows that the Tumote tribe's actions are no longer a single harassment of Datong and Xuanfu, but a planned and premeditated act.

This could never be a very small thing, it should be a unified plan by the Jiannu of the Qing Dynasty.

Gao Jie felt it was necessary to have a good talk with Lu Xiangsheng in Datong. However, Lu Xiangsheng's army had a military supervisor, and was monitored by others. His current identity was awkward, and he would cause trouble for Lu Xiangsheng if he went there.

However, it is still necessary to let Lu Fu go to Datong.

Robbing on the grassland is not difficult, it is just that the spoils are difficult to get. They all have legs and they have to take them wherever they go and grazing, which is very troublesome.

Therefore, the more successful the robbery is, the more trouble it will be. Many people have to be assigned to the army to graze...

Fortunately, the Yun family caravan will come every other month, sending new supplies and transporting new spoils. If this line is not connected, Gao Jie's three thousand army would have long become shepherds.

More than a hundred people drove a herd of cattle, sheep, and camels slowly approaching the camp.

Gao Jie walked at the end, looking at the traces of cattle and sheep trampling on the grass, and couldn't help laughing. It seemed that the cattle and sheep harvested in the past few days should have been deliberately left behind by others.

I don’t know who it was, and I’m going to search the nests of their group of horse thieves, and I don’t know if they will send people to wipe them out. Gao Jie was very eager for this.

The ultimate goal of training troops and training is to fight. So far, there has been no real damage to the 3,000 people in my hands.

Gao Jie believes that this is inappropriate. He needs a real war to test his training results over the past six months.

When camping in the evening, the camel who had eaten barley finally started to have diarrhea, and finally churned on it. After another hour, the camel's mouth and nose were covered with mucus. Although his eyelids could still blink, even breathing became a problem.

Seeing the camel exhaled his last breath, Gao Jie looked at the shocked subordinates around him and said, "Put this batch of barley, I am going to invite those people to eat after conquering Zhangjiakou.

In the future, you will also change your habit of eating spoils casually. If you don’t have any chance of life, go and eat it!

Send a message to Qian Shaoshao and ask him why he didn't know about such news. Didn't he boast that he had secretly controlled Zhangjiakou?"

It was the next afternoon when Qian Shaoshao received the news.

After reading Gao Jie's questioning documents, he silently clamped the documents into a piece of paper.

He called Xue Guocai, threw the paper ball in his face without any hesitation, and said in a deep voice: "This is the first big mistake we have made. Fortunately, Gao Jie is alert, otherwise, we will be wiped out and we will not know what's going on."

After Xue Guocai opened the paper ball in confusion and looked at it, his face turned pale.

Qian Shaoshao whispered: "It's not your fault, I don't give you all the staff arranged by Zhangjiakou.

Now, if something like this happens, I want to know what is wrong, so that we become deaf and blind.

You walk through Zhangjiakou by yourself and see who is trying to kill us. It should not be difficult to check."

Xue Guocai bowed and said, "This is my fault. I have done my best to be careful everywhere. I didn't expect that there are loopholes that we can't see.

After I find out the root of the matter, I will ask for punishment."

Qian Shaoshao waved his hand and said, "It is inevitable that something will happen, and punishment is even more necessary. It is our priority to quickly find out whether the poisoning is related to the Tumot army's dispatch.

If it is related, I want to know what Jiannu’s purpose is and who is the person who implements this plan. First of all, Bao Chengxian and Zhuo Luo can be ruled out. I even think these two guys still don’t know that such a thing has happened.”

Xue Guocai took a long breath, put down the documents in his hand, and left the yurt.

Young Master Qian put the wrinkled document on a candle, then sat on the blanket, looked at the dark brown cowhide on the yurt and said softly: "Who is it? He still knows how to use a trick, and it is so vicious. He only used the merchants from Zhangjiakou... Did Fan Wencheng or Ningwan me come?"

Everything is just a guess of little money.

A middle-aged man in green with a clear face sat steadily in his master's position, lowering his head and playing with an agate ring. The tea in front of him had been changed countless times, but he still had no intention of leaving his seat.

Fan Xiaoshan, who was sitting in the guest seat, seemed to have sores on his butt. He sat up several times in a short time, and each time he turned his eyes out the window, as if waiting for someone.

When the middle-aged man in green saw that Fan Xiaoshan could not sit still, he chuckled and said, "Xiaoshan, the journey from Zhangjiakou to Chilechuan is long. It has only been half a month since then. You are too anxious."

Fan Xiaoshan bowed and said, "Mr. Wen Cheng, this is the first time that Prince Shuo Rui has given the villain. If there is any difference, how can you tell the villain to report to Prince Shuo Rui?"

Fan Wencheng waved his hand and said, "This is just one of the methods. Over the past period of time, Bao Chengxian has repeatedly reported that Guihua City is progressing smoothly, but Zhuola Jiala always loses troops and generals, and more than half of the five hundred soldiers have been damaged in battle. In addition, the various materials you transported to Mongolia have been intercepted and killed repeatedly. Prince Shuo Rui thought that Guihua City should have a third party that we all don't know about.

We sent people to investigate Lu Xiangsheng, Hong Chengchou, and even Sun Chuanting and the generals of the Nine Borders. The news we received was not ideal, and no one sent troops to the Guihua City area.

However, this army clearly exists. The Mongols have long lost the will to fight again for our Jianzhou warriors, and it makes no sense that Zhuo Luo has lost his troops and generals.

This time our plan works very well, and it doesn’t matter if it doesn’t work. As long as we know that such a force exists.

If you confirm, you can strangle it completely.

Xiaoshan, since Prince Shuorui can assign you an errand, this is your performance of Hong Fu Qitian. If you do it well, you will have good results."
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