Ghosts are more amiable than people.
Chen Geguang frowned, a little surprised that he would say this.
Mr. Yan seemed to have lost his composure, and soon returned to his previous elusive coldness. He stretched out his hand, and Chen Geguang heard a cry, and the scorpion bird that had just rested on the horse's head flew up in a circle, and landed on Mr. Yan's hand in a circle.
Mr. Yan stroked the bird's feathers twice, then raised his hand to let it fly into the ghost town.
The bird flew to the ghost town where the rock towered like a fortress, and just after flying less than half a mile, it suddenly turned around and flew back, as if it had been greatly frightened. When it fell back into Mr. Yan's hands, the whole bird was trembling.
"Sure enough..."
Mr. Yan muttered to himself, squinting slightly to look at the ghost town of Guazhou, which looked strange even in the sunlight.
Chen Geguang's eyes narrowed slightly. In the great desert of Kalachorma, there are few Lingxiao birds, so he did not pay much attention in the past, but the scene in front of him reminded him of what he had seen in the past, and found that the closer he was to the ghost town, the less Lingxiao birds appeared. Birds of prey appear.
Is there something hidden in this
Chen Geguang's thoughts turned around, but his face still had an unhappy expression: "Mr. Yan's methods are really unpredictable. However, since he is here, shouldn't Mr. Yan also talk about the purpose of this trip? Otherwise, the next How can I help you?"
He said, pointing to the soldiers waiting below: "Of course, Mr. Yan is very skilled, so he naturally disdains my meager strength. You should be responsible to your own soldiers. I wonder if Mr. Yan has heard the ghost town rumors? If you don’t give some reasons, it will be difficult for me to stabilize the morale of the soldiers.”
Mr. Yan stared at the strange ghost town covered by rocky mountains, and pretended not to hear the sarcasm in Chen Geguang's words.
"Since General Chen has been stationed here for many years, I would like to hear about the order of the Buyik tribe." Mr. Yan recalled Ling Xiaoniao, and said slowly, "General Chen is the commander of the first army in the left wing of Quanjie. The mobs that have been arrested for many years have been haunting the vicinity of Bomu Fort, and since then we have led our troops to encircle and suppress, and the duties required, I believe all the officers and men will understand."
So the mobilization of the army is only to encircle and suppress the barbarians in Kelazolma, whose number is at most several hundred
This kind of lie can only deceive youngsters.
Chen Geguang snorted coldly, turned around and went down the rocky mountain, and went to deliver the order.
No matter how discerning people can see at a glance, how impossible it is to build an army overnight for a group of refugees, after all, there is an explanation, and Chen Geguang has a high prestige in this Bomubao garrison. He was expelled here when he was young, and after so many years But it is really hard work to manage here.
Suppress sand bandits, protect caravans, select elite soldiers, and supervise farming.
Not only the descendants of the refugees who moved north, but even the soldiers who were subdued believed in him—although Chen Geguang came from a prominent family, he did not regard the local residents of Kalachoma as barbarians. .
Hearing what the commander of the capital said, it was to encircle and suppress the Buyik mob who had been stubborn for many years and often intercepted and killed caravan patrols, so he was no longer suspicious.
Chen Geguang looked at Xixi's subordinates, frowning and thinking about what Mr. Yan said.
After calming down and thinking about it, Chen Geguang discovered something unusual.
The Buyiks have been wanted for many years, but Chen Geguang doesn't really think that they have committed any serious crimes, such as intercepting and killing caravans and attacking patrols, most of which were charged by the court. He didn't think much about it before, just like the dynasty bowed to the immortal gate, the dynasty has always demanded the surrender of those weak ethnic tribes.
The Buyiks just refused to surrender, so they violated the taboo of "all the people in the territory of the Jin Tang Dynasty" and "one country is peaceful and peaceful", so they were not tolerated by the court and were suppressed for many years.
This is not an uncommon occurrence, it is the norm.
But now, Mr. Yan's actions this time made Chen Geguang connect some unusual things before.
In fact, in the borderlands, there are not many small tribes like the Buyiks who disobey the king's law, but the Buyiks alone have been placed on the wanted list by military orders for so many years. However, Bomu Fort is obviously just a small military fort, but it abnormally houses a division of the army that violates the military system. Is it because Bomu Fort is the closest to the ghost town
Thinking of the flames in the ghost town last night, and Mr. Yan who came with the secret order of the Holy Majesty, Chen Geguang began to suspect the real reason why the Buyiks were wanted.
And there is...
Chen Geguang looked towards the ghost town where the wind was faint.
—What's in here
After the march rested outside the ghost city, and after eating dry food, Mr. Yan also came down from the rocky mountain. Chen Geguang's ridicule towards him was not unfounded. In the blink of an eye, this man came down from the rocky mountain and appeared on the ground. Under the blue sky and broad daylight, he also looked ghostly.
Without Ling Xiaoniao's direction, the speed of the march slowed down. The light cavalry was in front. This time, Mr. Changyan took the lead and led the team, marching towards the ghost town.
After the large group of people entered the ghost town, the sound of the hooves of the horses became lighter for some reason, and everyone's ears were filled with the shrill wind sound like ghosts crying, which made people shudder.
Aside from all the legends about the ghost town, just the countless similar rocky mountains and countless turns can make people dizzy and lose their way within a short while. Entering here, it seems that Mr. Yan's unpredictable means are not effective. Every time a rocky mountain is lined up, he has to make a little identification.
He seems to be discerning by looking at the stars in the sky.
It's just that he didn't know how he knew the position of the stars in this sunny day.
The army gradually deepened, and Chen Geguang was vigilant all the way. He kept his hand on the handle of the knife. It may be because of the influence of too many legends about ghost towns. People feel very uncomfortable.
It's as if they're breaking into something they shouldn't be.
The rocky mountains that the army passed by were one by one, hundreds of feet high and tens of feet high. Some looked like human heads, and some looked like animal heads. Some are like human bones, some are like animal bones. Wherever they saw, there were no wild animals or living things, but those white bones told everyone that this place was definitely not a place of peace.
The sun gradually slanted to the top of the head, everyone was sweating profusely, and most of them felt tired.
The heat and tiredness were just one aspect, and another aspect was that no matter how they walked, the sights they saw didn’t seem to be much different. There seemed to be always tall rocky mountains on the left and right sides.
This brought a kind of spiritual depression to everyone.
Chen Geguang was about to let everyone rest for a while, and he had a discussion with Mr. Yan, a guy who looked like a ghost but not like a human being. At this moment, Mr. Yan stopped his horse suddenly.
Chen Geguang subconsciously pulled out the knife with a "swipe".
Mr. Yan waved his hand, and raised his hand to shake it slightly.
Several stacked rocks not far away were reduced to ashes in the black flames that suddenly rose, and an old wolf was exposed behind the rocks.
It's the notorious sand wolf of Klazhuoma, but this wolf seems to be a little different from the usual ones. It's lean and thin, with very dark, gray-white fur, and its standing posture is also very strange, as if it's lame. lost a foot. The amazing thing is the old wolf's eyes.
Looking at those eyes alone, one would not think that they were the eyes of a beast. There was a hint of evil and shrewdness, like the eyes of a cunning person.
"Wolves?"
Chen Geguang took off the bow behind his back, feeling a bit puzzled.
The reason why sand wolves are notorious in the desert is that these beasts who are said to have the blood of alien beasts are famous for their cunning and cunning. As any old hunter knows, these wolves never act alone. The pack of wolves is like a well-trained army. In the pack of wolves, there is a kind of old wolves who are old and mature. They are inconvenient to move, but they are experienced and treacherous. They will look for targets that can be attacked .
After this kind of old wolf finds its prey, it will not scare the snake, but will observe and follow it from a distance, and then pass the news to the wolves.
It's like a military advisor among wolves.
So when he saw the old wolf hiding nearby, Chen Geguang's first reaction was that there were wolves in ambush.
However, the wolves are notoriously cunning, how could they be so blind and choose an army of thousands of people to attack
Mr. Yan held down the hand that was about to shoot the arrow.
The old wolf was also very strange. It didn't run away after being discovered, but stuck out its tongue slightly, its mutilated tail drooped, and it shook like a dog, as if it was... a gesture of goodwill
Mr. Yan lowered his head slightly, and the eyes behind the mask met the old wolf's. In an instant, Mr. Yan's eyes became extraordinarily deep, as if there was a whirlpool slowly turning under his eyes. The old wolf's wagging tail suddenly stopped, and his eyes, which were originally clean, became hollow.
"This old bastard is smarter than people."
Mr. Yan smiled coldly.
"Let's go, there is a guide."
After his words fell, the old wolf turned around and limped in front of them, turning around a rocky mountain that looked like a crouching beast.
Although I don't know what method Mr. Yan used, but with the old wolf who lives here leading the way, the marching speed is a bit faster than before.
Chen Geguang put the arrow back into the quiver.
He narrowed his eyes, thinking of something.
The iron mask on his face, the commanding bird... He had seen such a person before.
— Shortly before Yunshangge Liu's family was destroyed that year.
He came out of the restaurant drunk, and walked half drunk on the street with an altar of wine. When he passed through an alley, he heard the sound of a phoenix bird. He looked up in the dark night and saw A figure quickly passed over the eaves.
At that moment, Chen Geguang saw that the other party was also wearing an iron mask.
His complexion slowly sank, Chen Geguang squinted slightly and looked at Mr. Yan in front of him, rubbing the handle of the knife slightly with his fingers.