In addition, Zhao Muyun and his men robbed and killed so many Tatar tribes. Even without Bai Shouren's tip-off, the Tatars would have heard the news and would have destroyed these Dayin people who had sneaked into the interior.
"Haha, Second Master Bai, it seems like you knew that the Tartar cavalry would appear in Xichuan Grassland. Did you tip them off?"
Zhao Muyun deliberately asked loudly.
Bai Shouren's eyelids twitched, and he panicked. He waved his hands repeatedly, "Sergeant Zhao, you must not say such nonsense! My Bai family's assets and family are all in Shuozhou. Who would dare to do such a thing as leaking information?"
"Look how panicked you are, I'm just teasing you!"
Zhao Muyun smiled cunningly, "It's been three days, and we've robbed so many small Tartar tribes, but we haven't seen a single Tartar cavalryman appear."
"It seems they've drawn away all the young and strong men from the entire grassland in order to march south to Shuozhou!"
"But I never thought that we would end up like Sun Wukong, crawling into King Zhelan's belly."
What Monkey King? Bai Shouren was confused.
However, he also heard that Zhao Muyun did not suspect that he would leak the information.
Bai Shouren was alarmed and hurriedly rode his horse forward, not daring to talk to Zhao Muyun.
Zhao Muyun looked back at the team. Everyone was riding on horses and hurrying on their way.
Looting six small Tatar tribes not only gave his men practical training to increase their combat effectiveness, but also provided each man with two horses, providing ample transportation capacity and surplus supplies.
After selling more than ten of the extra horses to Bai Shouren, the rest were released.
"I wonder what kind of Tartar tribe we will encounter ahead?" Zhao Muyun murmured.
Suddenly a cold wind blew, and he shuddered all over and frowned, as if he had a bad premonition.
"Han Zhong!"
Han Zhong heard the voice and hurried over on his horse: "Boss Zhao, what are your instructions?"
"How long has Tang Yanhai been gone? Why hasn't he come back yet?"
"He went farther this time, patrolling ten miles east of the team!" Han Zhong replied, "But it's time for him to come back!"
Just then, a figure appeared on a hillside on the east side of the grassland.
A man and a horse galloped towards Zhao Muyun.
"He's back!" Han Zhong smiled, then suddenly his expression changed, "No, Boss Zhao, he seems to be injured!"
What!
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