Chapter 347

January 23.

Night moon, slightly cool.

Compared with the ice and snow of the Imperial City, Tan bin even felt a little cold at night. After making a fire, he couldn't sit too close and bake too hot.

It's good in the south. It's better all year round. Many people who haven't been to the North probably don't even know what chilblain is. If we were in the north at this time, the wild would be easily frozen to death.

Three days ago, Tan bin and two companions unexpectedly killed the killing talent of three slave teams, tied up the old mouse who claimed to be a living map all the way, and then hurried all the way to the southeast.

It's easy to get rid of the slave caravan. After all, they are not on the right track, and the staff are recruited temporarily. After signing the certificate of life and death, how many people will come out? As long as it is certain that there is no major danger around, the caravan will not mobilize people to wander around in order to find some missing outposts.

After pulling away, Tan bin and others even officially entered the task state.

"Boss, we should be able to get to Wuhu tomorrow. Shall we go around or have a look?" the map is the old military topographic map stored in Xuanqing Wei, and the general direction on it is correct. These two days, I filled in the new map with the old mouse, which is basically very comprehensive.

Wu lake is a large lake with a radius of tens of miles. It is also an important supply point for slave caravans. There are people there all year round, and there are people in all slave chambers of Commerce.

Tan bin turned his head and looked at the map handed over by his companion. In his hand, he was still holding a meat cake strung on a wooden stick and baking by the fire. He wanted to bake it soft. This is their ration. Previously, it was uniformly packed in a small storage bag, and access can be activated by Pan Lingshi. The storage bag has been hidden in Tan Bin's personal clothes.

Reach out and pull a piece of cake down and throw it into your mouth. It's soft, and then greet your companions to eat. Turning to look at the old mouse still bound by the fire: "old mouse, how many people are there in Wuhu now?"

As he spoke, Tan Bin took out his kettle, fed a soft baked meat cake to the old mouse, and then fed a mouthful of water.

After being fed several mouthfuls of food and drink, the hungry old mouse became energetic and replied, "generally, there are more than 50 permanent people in Wuhu, mainly responsible for guarding the luggage. If you count the hands of other chambers of Commerce, there are at least 300 people there."

Three hundred?

"There aren't many 300 people. Haven't they been robbed by the barbarians?"

"Before, but not in recent years. Otherwise, there would not be so few people staying. A few years ago, there were thousands of people in Wuhu all year round."

"Why didn't the barbarians have the idea of fighting Wuhu Lake in recent years? Aren't they very short of food? Or do they say that the barbarians can't even deal with hundreds of people?"

The old mouse shook his head and said, "I don't know. Anyway, I haven't encountered a barbarian attack on Wuhu lake after eating this bowl of rice." after a pause, the old mouse said, "brother Liu, can you let me go? I've given you all my maps. Where do you want to go? Why do you have to tie me? I swear I won't reveal your whereabouts?"

Tan Bin said with a smile, "the dead man's mouth is the tightest. Do you want to try?"

"Well... Brother Liu, what are you doing?!" the old mouse was extremely depressed. After the initial panic, he really couldn't understand what Tan bin and the three were doing. It doesn't look like money. But why don't you come to this place where birds don't shit?

"Have you ever heard a word?" Tan bin finished feeding the old mouse, began to tear the meat cake into his mouth, and sat next to the old mouse.

"What do you say?"

"The more you know, the faster you die."

"...." the old mouse stopped talking. He didn't doubt the cruelty of the other party. It's better to know less than that. It will be possible to live then. I know so much that a "leak" can kill him.

Tan bin smiled and didn't talk to the old mouse anymore.

Suddenly there was silence by the campfire.

The next morning, he set out again, but did not choose to go to Wuhu. Instead, he took a slight detour and continued to the southeast towards Baitou gorge.

......

On January 29, Tan bin saw the barbarian tribes again. And more people than he had seen all the way before.

"Are they... Migrating?"

Tan bin and a companion lie on a hill and use magic tools to probe the ball to observe a dark crowd in the distance.

It is conservatively estimated that the crowd in the distance is no less than 5000. There are some livestock, vehicles and horses inside. Many people carry large and small bags on their backs. It looks like they are moving.

However, Tan bin soon found something strange by probing the ball: "No. This is not migration. Do you see that there is more than one ethnic group among these people, but several barbarians mixed together. Well, there are cat, monkey and sheep... The wolf cavalry outside also seem to be not just warning, but monitoring.

Is this a population robbery? "

Until this group of barbarians went far, Tan bin two people put away their magic weapons.

Not migration, but looting.

They are still struggling to find their prey. But the barbarians here are robbing their own population. It is estimated that the slave traders will not be able to drink soup soon.

"The direction is to Baitou gorge. Boss, shall we follow up?"

"Keep up!"

Tan bin decided to follow the barbarians far behind.

I'm here to explore the situation of barbarians. It may be more efficient to follow them than to bump around like they don't have a head.

It's just bitter, old mouse. In order not to let the old mouse make a sound, he even blocked his mouth.

The others were all covered with ointment to hide the smell, even the horses. These are the usual tricks of the slave chamber of Commerce taught by the old mouse. Otherwise, the smell of the whole body is far away from the Terrans, but the nose of the barbarians is not necessarily.

The three are divided into two teams. The front team uses the probe ball to monitor the movements of the barbarian forces in front from a long distance, and the back team is hanging from a distance, responsible for pressing the array and taking care of the bound old mice.

At night, I don't dare to regenerate fire. I can only chew cold cakes.

"Boss, I have an idea."

"Say."

"Those barbarians in front are obviously led by those wolves. I saw a team of them cruising outside today. Can we set up a trap to catch one or two wolves as tongues?"

Tan bin felt that he could not say it. This could really achieve the purpose of investigation most directly. However, relative to the possible benefits, the risk is also great.

"Seeing those wolves riding in the daytime, they are just stronger. They don't look like monks. Moreover, we still have many runes and Dharma plates in our hands. There are still opportunities. Boss, let's try!"

Tan bin went back and forth to weigh the pros and cons. Finally, he couldn't resist the temptation of directly obtaining a lot of information and agreed to the proposal. But think about the way.