Just when Soderma was worried about her husband and son, Zhebu could not feel his wife's concern at all at this time. At this time, he was trying hard to open his eyes and stare at the long dragon that was moving forward in front of him. It was not bad that the Tanghe people army was strode westward. Zhebu was silently counting the supplies trucks passing by from afar. The towering carriages were piled with food and other supplies. Six cars had passed, and they were still following them continuously. There were no tails at a glance. It seemed that the owner was right. The Tanghe people were really going to do a big fight this time, and brought so much food and supplies, as if they were going to stay on the grassland for a long time.

Those guys were not walking slowly. The Zhebu squad hiding on the flank of shallow hills were lying in this undulating and flat ditch without saying a word. There were beams of one person high on both sides. A half-man-deep yellow grass was a good place to hide. The scout team led by Zhebu was hiding here, with a total of ten people, which happened to be the full number of a scout team. With the help of the terrain, Zhebe and his companions quietly observed the passing team. This was probably the Gao Yuejun, the army of the Tanghe people in the northwest. As expected, the walking speed was extremely fast. Siran could not catch up with the carriage, but it was much faster than ordinary people. And I heard that the endurance was much better than that of ordinary people.

A figure quietly ran up from behind, "Dad, it seems that a scout from Tanghe people on the left has come out and is coming to us."

"Oh? Have you discovered us?" Zhebu asked with his eldest son Chi Shu knowing that it was his head and turned his head.

"Not yet, but they are coming in this direction, searching very carefully. According to their current search speed, it will be possible to find us soon." Chi Shu had just reached sixteen, and her childish face was full of excitement. It was the first time he participated in such a formal mission, nervous and with a hint of expectation, looking forward to the first war in his life.

"Well, don't worry, go and continue to observe, and let me know when we are two miles away." Zhebu looked at his son with encouraging eyes, patting his shoulder hard to cheer him up, "The people of Tanghe are nothing great. Even if they find out we can't catch up with us. Our mission this time is not to fight face to face with them. Their riding skills are still a bit short of time."

The person responsible for searching this area was a scout team directly under the brigade of the First Division of the Tengger Legion. More than 30 fast horses were formed into two search groups, one in front and one in back, moving forward. The cold air was blowing in the early spring night. However, for the scouts who were already used to performing such night reconnaissance missions, this was nothing. They survived countless times like this much harder ice and snowy winter night.

Zavari skillfully used his toes to knock the horse's belly tightly and took a few steps forward. He sent a signal from the left to find out the situation. As the scout team leader who led the team, he had to go and see what was going on in person.

The two scouts had already lit the torches and were carefully observing the traces on the ground. Zavari stepped off the horse and leaned down in the flames and carefully looked at the hoof prints on the ground. The messy hoof prints trampled the dead grass on the ground in a mess, as if nothing was strange, but the sophisticated Zavari immediately saw the strangeness from the horseshoe nails in the horseshoe prints.

"The captain is a cavalry of the Mots. This kind of horseshoe is only used by Mots. It is thin in front and heavy in the back, which is convenient for long-distance galloping. It is completely different from the horseshoe marks of merchants. Look at this dark pattern, exclusive to the Luo Family Iron Shop, the famous palm iron shop among the Mots. It is said that almost all the Mots cavalry hold the iron there." A scout pointed at the hoof print and grinned excitedly and reported to Zavari. The scout who licked his thick lips seemed to be fantasizing whether he would reward him for this discovery?

"Yes, the captain, there should be only about ten riders. A standard Mot scout team. Look at the freshness of these hoof prints, it should be that they have been trampled for a short time, no more than half a day at most. There are some shallow ditches and low hills with complex terrain around three miles ahead. Will the Mot scouts peep at the situation of our large army there?" Another scout was not willing to be outdone and asked the captain for credit.

Zavari also agreed with the view of his two subordinates. There was no caravan passing by in this place, and ordinary Mot herders would not come out to grazle at this time. It was the spring famine, and most herders stayed in the settlements and used stored hay to make do with it. Moreover, it was said that the Mots had asked all herders to move westward to avoid the war, which was even more impossible. There was only one possibility, that is the Mots' scout team. Hehe, it seemed that they had met their peers. Zavari couldn't help but smile when he thought of this. A scout team of ten people was just enough for his scout team to eat, and it was determined if there was any chance.

"Well, you two are very likely to say that you two are talking. I will inform another group immediately, saying that we have discovered the enemy situation. The enemy is about ten people, so they will immediately surround the right side and be careful to hide." Zavari nodded and moved the horse again. He stroked his right hand and then hung it on the belt around his waist. But his left hand pressed the edge of the arrow bag inserted obliquely on the saddle. A hard bow was waiting for the master's call. In the slightly sunken eye socket, a pair of eagle-like eyes looked forward through the night, "Order them to follow up and put out the torches, each team has a group, three in front and four in the back, and searches forward with a distance of fifty meters."

Chi Shu looked nervously at the dark and distant place, and a fire light suddenly made his heart swell. Could it be that the search team of Tanghe people discovered something? But the fire light was soon extinguished. Chi Shu judged that the other party should be three miles away and would come soon. With the advantage of geographical location, Chi Shu could see traces one mile away, and if the enemy's horse hooves were two miles away, it could be heard. But if the other party posted his own trace, would there be any other way to deal with him? Thinking of this, Chi Shu didn't dare to delay any longer, so he hugged and went down the hill and ran down the bottom of the ditch to the place where his father and the others were hiding.

Chi Shu subconsciously saved the scout team, Zhebu. When Chi Shu went downhill, the three teams of scout search cavalry led by Zawarri also appeared one mile from the small slope where Chi Shu had just stayed, silently and quietly rushed towards the chaotic slope.

After determining the target, the sophisticated Zavari decisively ordered his subordinates to change into rubber hoof pads. In such a wilderness, the sound of horse hoofs was late at night and the sound of horse hoofs two miles away would be captured by keen hunters. Replacing the rubber hoof pads can greatly reduce the possibility of being discovered and make the possibility of a successful sneak attack much higher. This is a small trick that the combat readiness agency has just started to equip. First, it was equipped with various scout troops. Zavari's troops were the first batch of equipment, and Zavari was not the same at first.

After a few experiments, Zavari had to admit that this thing is not only much more convenient than the leather mats and cotton pads used to reduce the sound of horse hooves, but also has several times stronger wear resistance and concealment. Especially the granular mat surface walks silently. As long as it does not sprint quickly, it will be difficult for you to find it behind you. I heard that this thing is made of a thing called rubber. As for where the rubber comes from, no one knows.

After hearing his son's report, the sensitive Zhebu immediately felt something was wrong. The scout came out to explore and would hardly use a torch, because this was undoubtedly telling his direction to the enemies lurking around him. At most, things like Jade Girl Guohuo Blade can be quietly observed. Once a torch is used, it can only mean that the enemy has made a major discovery and must use a torch to take care of a large range of lighting tools, which also means that the enemy must have found his own traces.

The danger is right in front of you. Zhebu didn't dare to neglect and immediately called everyone to prepare for the battle. Maybe the enemy would appear in front of you in the next moment. Fortunately, the number of enemies was not large, and this dark and dull night was more conducive to the escaped side. Secretly heading north along the small ditch, it was also considered that Zhebu, who had experienced several battles, suddenly found that he was so nervous. This situation had never happened before. Maybe it was his son's joining that made him feel more stressed.

The hillside of the black bead is like a huge beast crawling on both sides. This is a rare complex terrain area on the Tengger Grassland. You can enter the vast prairie two miles along this small ditch. As long as you enter the prairie, you no longer have to worry about the threat of your enemies. There, even hundreds or thousands of enemies will find it difficult to intercept him in the dark. Zhebu suppressed the tension in his heart and urged his companions behind to follow closely, while looking around vigilantly. The more you reach the end, the more likely it is to have problems. Zhebu has an understanding of this.

Bypassing the hillside, Zawari estimated that another group of people had arrived at the designated location, so he no longer cared about anything. He pulled out a long knife from his waist with one hand and whipped it on the horse's thigh with a whip. The strong horse under his crotch suddenly buried his head and raised his hooves, and rushed out. A large group of cavalry behind him saw that his boss was suddenly accelerating, and knew that it was a critical moment, he would all gather his spirits and bravely move forward.

Although he was moving, Zhebu, who had always been highly alert, immediately noticed something was wrong. Although the sound coming from behind was not obvious and it didn't look like the sound of horse hooves, the sound of the rolling and collision of weathered stones and soil was obvious. He suddenly felt tightened in his heart. The enemy came so fast that he forced him to do this without any notice.
Chapter completed!