Chapter 599

The letter Eagle soared and circled in the air.

Yunziyin stretched out his arm, let the letter Eagle fall on his arm, took down the letter box, hands to fengqingxiao: "please the emperor."

This time, the letterbox was a little big. After it was opened, it was thick and full of things. Feng Qingxiao took out the contents of the letter box, including military maps and routes, as well as Ouyang Baofeng's letters. Obviously, the good elder brother learned that he led Tiewei directly to heixiong Valley and specially asked Xinying to send him important and necessary things.

After reading the letter, he was quiet and knew the route she was going, which was too convenient. Yun zizhao has already led 2000 elite to heixiong Valley, and the 3000 Tiewei he led is the third batch. Taking advantage of the enemy's chaos, there are more opportunities to enter the black bear Valley, destroy the enemy's granary and cut off the enemy's grain route.

Similarly, on the map Ouyang Baofeng gave fengqingxiao, there were several red spots, which were the places where yunzihuang might pass and stay at some time.

"Zihuang, I've reached the frontier of Northern Xinjiang. Will it be long before we meet?"

He looked back at Xiangyun Ziyin: "zizhao has taken 2000 elite to heixiong Valley first."

Yun Ziyin said with a smile: "the emperor and the empress are fighting side by side. The day of the enemy's defeat is just around the corner. It's no better for the Weichen brothers to follow the emperor to fight against the enemy heixiong ditch again."

"Even though the black bear Valley is more difficult and dangerous than last time, with brave generals like you, we will win!"

Yun Ziyin raised his fist and yelled: "we will win!"

Around the iron guards, with a cry: "win!"

The fighting spirit is high, the horse raises its hoof, forms a vast snow line on the snow, and gallops to the distance.

Somewhere in the air, there is a strong smell of broth, a stronger smell of barbecue, and the taste of all kinds of food. In the wilderness, the fragrance wafts with the wind, far away.

"What fragrance?"

Among the scouts, someone sniffed hard and looked at the place where the aroma came: "it's definitely the smell of roast meat, it's the smell of roast mutton."

Another man sneered and said, "wake up, don't dream in broad daylight, and roast mutton. Why don't you say there is the smell of chicken stewed with mushrooms?"

"Don't say, I really smell the smell of chicken stewed with mushroom, which makes me salivate. Well, and the smell of rice, who? Who dares to be so extravagant? "

Just now, the speaker laughed and scolded: "you didn't wake up from your dream last night. Did you smell a beautiful woman? Eh, it really has the smell of roast mutton. How can it be? "

The noses of several scouts were all strongly stirred. They did smell the smell of barbecue and chicken stewed with mushrooms brought by the wind. All of a sudden, their eyes are like a wolf, green light.

Now, not to mention rice and food, even horse meat has to be saved. They have not seen a single wool or chicken feather for many days. As a result, there are people here, roasting tender mutton, stewing mushrooms with chicken!

"It's too arrogant. Where is this bastard looking for death here?"

"Shh, quietly, go and have a look. Maybe it's bait."

A scoundrel muttered in a low voice: "even if it's bait, if you can give me enough to eat, I'd like to lead the horse down to this master."

The other scouts also wiped their mouth and felt the same way.

"Wait a minute, don't go there all the time. Keep your distance. You two, go and check from different directions. Don't disturb each other. Be more careful."

The two scouts immediately separated, dismounted and approached the fragrance from two directions.

In the leeward hills, there are bonfires everywhere, with fat sheep and wild boars on the bonfire.

"Hiss..."

Fat sheep and wild boar were baked out of the fat, kept falling in the campfire, emitting a more attractive fragrance out. Some of the fire, with a large pot, the pot inside the float, is the chicken stewed mushroom aroma. In some large pots, the fragrance of rice wafts out.

Some officers and soldiers of northern regions are lying and sitting lazily, chatting and laughing around the campfire, and they look like they are going out for an outing, hunting and tasting game.

The two scouts were stunned, and their saliva fell to the ground from the corner of their lips.

What's the situation?

They are all in a circle. They are starving every day. Why are these soldiers from the same northern region popular here? Hot?

After a while, one of the scouts woke up a little bit and made a sign to the scouts opposite. Two people quietly back, away from a distance, just get together.

"What tribe do you think these bastards belong to?"

"It's not important. What's important is that they all eat red and they don't look hungry at all. As you can see, these bastards have never been hungry. God, why am I not in this line? "

"Let's go back and explain, these damned bastards."The two scouts, full of resentment and depression, went back to talk about what they heard and saw. The leader of the scouts frowned and asked, "are you sure they are from northern regions? Some time ago, I heard that some imperial guards pretended to be people from northern regions to engage in wind and rain. Do you see clearly? "

"Blind people can't see the white face of Chang'an city. How ridiculous is it that the imperial guards dress up as people from northern regions? Don't say they don't speak the northern dialect. Even if they do, you can see that their bodies are delicate and their meat is expensive. Those people just now are really from northern regions. They can't be wrong. "

"What tribe are they from?"

"It seems that they belong to the Tatar tribe, but it's hard to say that they are all red. They are always delicious and never lack food. Just now we saw that there were many roast whole sheep and wild boars on their campfire. In the big pot, there are chicken stewed with mushrooms, and delicious rice Hiss... "

The scoundrel said, and sucked back the saliva with great force. His face was full of salivation.

Another scoundrel wiped his saliva: "why don't I pretend to be passing by and try to find out what they are?"

The leader of the scouts frowned and did not speak. A scouts whispered: "these days, the horse meat is almost eaten and vomited. I even forget the taste of rice. At least I can eat and drink in the past."

The smell of strong fragrance made the leader of the scouts salivate: "you go to test it. We'll go in different directions to see why these people are so arrogant here."

They got off their horses in a hurry, led them into the woods, tied them up, separated and approached quietly.

The scouts, who went to visit, galloped close on horseback. When they were found nearby, they slowed down: "good incense, which tribe are you brothers from? As I pass by, I am attracted by the fragrance. Can I have a piece of meat and a bowl of soup? "