Chapter 594: Following the Bloodstains, Jier Returns, Xueya Site's Mission

Adjutant Piluo also shouted loudly without courtesy: "You had better mean it, rather than just reciting lines from a stage play to fool everyone."

"You!" Yeluba was choked up, so he had no choice but to ignore Piluo and actively lower his arm, letting the agitated soldiers around them step back and calm down.

Afterwards, Yeluba and Adjutant Piluo passed through the crowd and arrived in front of the tent where the incident occurred.

The tent had been torn open, and a thick, bloody stench wafted from within, causing both men, who had participated in wars more than once, to frown.

Adjutant Piluo squatted down, pinched some blood that had seeped into the dirt and gravel, rubbed his hands, and said: "It has been a while; the two of them should have been killed by someone in the middle of last night."

Yeluba glanced at the old companion from his hometown who had been killed in the tent, let out a breath, turned around, and said loudly to the surrounding soldiers: "I am familiar with Bie'eoke; he is not the type of guy who would be killed without fighting back. He is an old dog who, even if he were to die, would bite a chunk of meat off the enemy's calf."

"Therefore," he shouted to the people around him: "Therefore, he was not killed by some ordinary person, but assassinated by someone with great skill. Did anyone hear any strange noises last night?"

A soldier who stood on his side immediately scratched his head and reported: "A conflict broke out just after nightfall yesterday, and everyone was basically in their tents discussing these matters. No one noticed any extra noise."

"That's right, no one was messing with the village women last night either. Everyone had nothing to do, so they either went to sleep early or discussed these things with familiar shop assistants," another soldier added.

There were also soldiers who tended to side with Knight Hartna and Adjutant Piluo who spoke up: "After what happened yesterday, everyone was very careful. In the middle of the night, apart from those on patrol, basically no one went out. Even for peeing, we just took care of it simply inside our own tents."

Indeed, a serious conflict almost broke out yesterday; soldiers with any sense would be cautious and unlikely to go out in the middle of the night recklessly.

Adjutant Piluo then lifted the entrance of the torn tent and walked in, bending over. He carefully avoided stepping on the felt cloth soaked with blood on the ground with his combat boots, and used the scabbard of his cavalry sword to poke at the wounds on the two men.

Both dead men had their eyes wide open, staring straight toward the entrance of the tent, clearly looking at the killer before they died.

"Both were fatal wounds. The person who did it was very swift. Before the two could react, they immediately killed one person, and then..." Adjutant Piluo pointed out to Yeluba, who was peeking in from the tent entrance: "knocked away the dagger the other person used to counterattack, and then immediately used a sharp blade to cut the soldier's throat."

Speaking of this, he paused for a moment, recalling in his mind what the scene would be like if he were the one doing it, and then he frowned and said: "Clearly, the enemy's combat level is not low, and when they were outside the tent, they must have locked onto the specific positions of the two people through their conversation. Especially the position and orientation of their heads and chests, so that they could accurately kill one person as soon as they entered."

Yeluba nodded in agreement; if it were him, he would probably do the same. Of course, as a soldier captain, he would not need to do the killing himself; he could just open his mouth and order his subordinates to do it.

Adjutant Piluo went in to check the situation, and Yeluba was no slouch either. He lowered his head to look at the situation inside and outside the tent, and was suddenly attracted by the slight bloodstains on the ground at the tent entrance.

One must know that the bloodstains only flowed out after the people inside died. These outward traces could not have been left by Piluo, who hadn't left the tent yet, right? Therefore, these were either traces left by the person who discovered the situation, or they were left by the person who did the deed.

There was no other possibility besides this.

Thinking of this, he immediately shouted to the surrounding soldiers: "Just now, who was the first to discover the incident? Step out! Quickly, step out immediately!"

The soldiers looked at each other, and no one moved.

Yeluba understood what was going on as soon as his eyes turned. He whispered to Adjutant Piluo: "My words don't carry weight anymore, heh heh. Piluo, you ask my question from just now again."

Piluo also figured out what was going on, so he carefully avoided stepping on the blood on the ground, walked out of the tent, and shouted: "I'm sorry, could the soldier who discovered the incident just now come out? I have something to ask."

Once Adjutant Piluo asked, a young soldier walked out from the crowd. Sure enough, it was a soldier who had leaned toward Knight Hartna and Piluo yesterday.

This guy looked uneasy at this moment, but he still took the initiative to walk out: "It's me, Adjutant. It was me who went to call Duda to get up this morning to prepare to eat together. As a result, when I came over, I saw their tent was torn open, so I poked my head in to take a look. It gave me a big scare; Duda and Bie'eoke were both dead! They were fine yesterday..."

Yeluba didn't care about any of that. He pointed straight at the young soldier's feet and said: "Are these the shoes you have been wearing all morning?"

This soldier didn't answer Yeluba's question directly, but looked at Adjutant Piluo first. After seeing Piluo nod slightly, he said: "Yes, Captain, I don't have any other shoes. Unless I go barefoot, I can only wear these ragged combat boots."

The combat boots on the young soldier's feet were heavily worn, and there was even a hole in the front, with a rough toe sticking out from that hole.

"Take off your shoes, pick them up, and show everyone your soles!" Yeluba continued to order without courtesy.

The young soldier still looked at Piluo. After seeing Piluo agree, he reluctantly took off his ragged and smelly combat boots. He had an indignant look on his face: "Do you think I'm the one who killed them? How is that possible? Not to mention that I have a good relationship with Duda, Bie'eoke is so powerful, how could I possibly be his opponent? Usually, it is Bie'eoke who trains us in martial arts; he can take on three of me!"

Many soldiers around nodded in agreement. Most of the young soldiers had been trained in some martial arts by Bie'eoke and knew how strong that old soldier was. They didn't think that by relying on their own sneak attacks, they could successfully finish off a veteran like Bie'eoke.

And when the smelly combat boots were taken off and the young soldier held them in his hands to show the soles to the people around, everyone saw that the soles of the soldier's combat boots were very clean and had no traces of blood.

Yeluba snorted. He pointed his finger at the remaining bloodstains outside the tent under his feet and said with certainty: "Two people who just died could not have walked out stepping in their own blood, so these bloodstains outside the tent must have been left by that despicable murderer."

The surrounding soldiers discussed it after hearing this. Although many were dissatisfied with Yeluba, they were convinced by this judgment of his.

At this time, Adjutant Piluo squatted down, pointed at the bloodstains on the ground, and said in a tone that seemed puzzled but was actually very loud: "The people were killed last night, and fresh blood flowed all over the tent. I guess the murderer must not have noticed that their shoes stepped into that fresh blood, so after killing the people, they left directly and left some inconspicuous traces outside the tent."

Yeluba added loudly: "Therefore, as long as we follow these slight bloodstains, we can find that hateful murderer!"

He then identified the direction and immediately pointed in a direction surrounded by the crowd and shouted: "Move aside, move aside!"

The crowd parted, and Yeluba and Piluo both followed the few traces and walked in one direction.

The surrounding soldiers moved aside one after another and then followed the two. No one cared about the two dead soldiers anymore. After all, they had all rolled over the edge of a blade and had seen too much death. Even the killing of two companions did not make the soldiers feel too much fear; they just wanted to know who did this kind of thing, and whether such a thing would fall on their own heads?

After all, watching people get killed didn't feel like much, but the possibility of being killed falling on one's own head was not very good.

On the ground with scattered gravel, there were not many traces left, but fortunately, the people were killed last night, and it was only early morning now. There were not many people coming and going in the camp, so those slight traces were not completely destroyed. From time to time, one could see one or two scattered stones stained with fresh blood on the ground, or a small piece of dirt stained with blood.

Yeluba was thinking in his heart, feeling hesitant about what to do if the person who did it was really one of his own subordinates?

If it was infighting among Piluo's people that killed the men, or if they framed his people, he would definitely make a big fuss, take the opportunity to dismantle the other side's trust and connections, and take complete control of the soldiers. But if it really was his subordinate who acted privately? His eyes turned, and he remembered a piece of information a subordinate had reported to him earlier.

Among the team of Refining Qi soldiers responsible for patrolling the wall, two of them seemed to have always had sticky fingers. They often took advantage of the soldiers' tents being empty to secretly take the soldiers' personal valuables. If they had to be the scapegoats, letting these two take the responsibility for this murder could barely pass as an excuse.

He had heard this news before and hadn't dealt with the two of them, just because they were the Refining Qi in the team, and although they had sticky fingers, they had always been loyal to him personally.

But in the current situation, he had no choice but to push these two out to take the fall.

Thinking of this, while checking the few traces on the ground with Piluo, he called over one of his guards and whispered some things into the guard's ear.

The guard soldier who was given the instructions was obviously a bit surprised, but still nodded to show he understood.

Afterwards, this guard mixed into the crowd without attracting attention, but did not move with the crowd; instead, he silently walked toward the tent where the two were killed just now.

Jier was currently riding the Spirit Dog Big Nose back to the Forward Yingdi ten kilometers away from the enemy's Jiedian.

Seeing Jier again, everyone in the camp was very happy. Priest Bata'er was even holding the battle achievement record document of the ambush on the grain transport team yesterday to hand over to Jier.

But Jier casually put the document away and shouted to everyone in the camp: "Everyone! Today, today is the day to attack the enemy and rescue the villagers!"

Early in the morning, Jier suddenly appeared and said this, making the warriors eating breakfast and bragging about yesterday's battle, the horsemen taking care of the warhorses, and the rescued villagers focusing on preparing food, all look at Jier in surprise.

Jier looked serious and nodded: "Yes, you might feel a bit sudden. How is it that I only went to Scout yesterday and remotely directed you to ambush and defeat an enemy grain transport team, and today we are going to launch an attack on the enemy's Jiedian?"

Smiling, Jier shook his head: "I can only say that too many things happened in one day yesterday, and the pre-battle preparations that needed to be done were unexpectedly completed smoothly. Therefore, defeating those enemies as soon as possible means rescuing the suffering villagers of Changmai Village as soon as possible."

Priest Bata'er was of course the most willing to rescue the villagers early. He fully supported this move, so he said excitedly: "Great! Jier, you and Xueya Site handled things so beautifully. Please tell us the detailed battle plan just like you did when you liberated Changmai Village before!"

Jier laughed and, seeing that everyone was eating, waved his hand: "There is no rush for this moment. Everyone eat first, and after eating, gather around to listen to my battle plan. As for now, Priest, listen to me tell you what happened yesterday, and you tell me about the battle situation on your side yesterday."

"The battle situation has been recorded on paper and given to you, Jier. You can read it yourself in a while. Tell me quickly, when you went to Scout, did you see the situation of the villagers? We captured enemies here and heard some information about the villagers from the enemy's mouth. It seems, it seems their situation is not very good..."

Priest Bata'er was quite anxious, pulling Jier's hand, urging him to quickly tell him the current situation of the villagers.

"The situation of the villagers... I can only say that before I went, it was not very good, but after I found a way to sneak in, I completely changed their situation. Listen to me..."

Jier and the Priest found a place to sit down, took the hot porridge handed over by someone, and began to talk while eating.

As for Xueya Site, after he ate some food to fill his stomach, he had already begun to take action.

His time was tight and his task was heavy, especially since no one was assisting him; he could only rely on himself alone to complete the mission of killing the peripheral sentries.

"You can do it; with this Heavy Crossbow in your hand, you are guaranteed to complete the mission Jier entrusted to you." After giving himself some encouragement, he climbed down the tree, activated his Plant Concealment Cloak, and after carefully identifying the direction, he crept toward the position of the first enemy.

His current position was not far from the first sentry that needed to be dealt with, only less than a hundred meters away, but in the Forest, human vision is often blocked by trees after just over ten meters, and various sounds made while moving are also absorbed by the forest environment.

When Xueya Site slowed his pace and relied on the Plant Concealment Cloak to disguise himself as a piece of dead wood, he almost merged into this forest.

Unlike when he came yesterday, the forest this morning was quite quiet; those noisy Poultry Birds that used to be in the trees were not to be seen at all today. Xueya Site could only barely hear the slight sound of his own breathing, and the faint rustling sound of his soles pushing aside the dead leaves on the ground.

He was somewhat surprised by this quiet forest, but immediately thought of the long-haired lynx Beast people that Jier had ordered to hunt Poultry Birds yesterday, and immediately understood that those noisy Poultry Birds in the forest had either been caught by the Mao Mao last night, or were too scared to approach this area and had flown to other parts of the forest.

This was what caused the surrounding silence at present.

He carefully identified his position, and relying on some subtle marks left on the tree trunks during his previous Scout, Xueya Site arrived at a place ten-odd meters away from the first sentry.

Looking up slightly, one could barely see the enemy sentry sitting on the high platform in a daze between the treetops and leaves.

If one did not know beforehand that there was someone here, who would inadvertently look up? After all, Humans are ground-dwelling animals, accustomed to scouting left and right, rather than looking up at what is above.

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