After a moment, Ren Hong had already put his waist on the Great Wall, which was as high as two meters high.

This earthen wall is made of red willows and reeds as the skeleton, and the middle is actually made of loess and layers. At first, the surface was smooth, but for decades of wind and sun, the loess on the outside fell, revealing layers of reed poles, which made it easier for people to pull them over.

Ren Hongneng saw a series of footprints coming from the Shule River outside the Frontier, crossed the heavenly fields, fell heavily into the inner heavenly fields on the ground, and then continued to extend towards the Sene...

The footprints were swept by people with leaves, but because they were too hasty or it was still dark, they were unable to clear them, which was simply a sign of overwhelming performance.

"Sure enough, someone is getting in."

Ren Hong didn't expect that he encountered such a thing the day after taking office. He also began to guess who was the one who was more trapped? Anyway, it was impossible for him to be a female savage with fiery red hair.

Zhao Hu'er had long observed the footprints on the inside of the Great Wall, but saw him stretching out his hand, measuring the footprints on the Tiantian with the distance between his big thumb and index finger as a ruler, and then said, "The footprints were left by a man, and they are less than 7 feet tall."

Ren Hong was not a policeman in his previous life, and he had never solved the case, nor had he learned to learn about his footprints!

He was suddenly surprised and looked at Zhao Hu'er's face tanned by the sun and said, "How do you know?"

Zhao Huer said: "The length is seven times longer than the length of the feet, and men's steps are larger than women."

He observed the depth of footprints on both left and right feet and judged: "The right leg may be injured, so one foot is shallow and the other foot is deep. After crossing the Great Wall, he failed to stabilize and fell..."

Ren Hong could also see this because the man's landing posture was not very good, leaving a big butt mark. Because of his panic, he actually crawled through the Tiantian with his hands and feet, and then turned around and swept it with leaves or something, hoping that the sheep would be killed, but the traces were not completely removed.

Zhao Hu'er moved forward a few steps, observed the footprints on the edge of Tiantian and smiled: "The leg injury should have fallen even harder and limped."

"Can you confirm when this person left his footprints?"

Ren Hong could only judge that this time, the inspection of Han Gandang and Zhang Qianren will not be earlier than last night, nor will it be later than after dawn.

Beacon towers are not decorations, and it is almost impossible to cross the Great Wall in broad daylight.

Zhao Huer said: "Of course, this should be because the footprints are left in the second half of the night. The dew on the ground is more tide, the soil is easy to break, and the edges of the footprints are blurred, not to mention..."

He carefully picked out a black thing from his footprints, put it next to his nose and sniffed it, and even stuck out his tongue to taste it.

"What is this?" Ren Hong also came to the side.

Zhao Hu'er handed the item to Ren Hong and Lu Guangsu: "The feces of wild yellow sheep are still fresh!"

"Bao, you Hu'er, didn't you harm me?" Lu Guangsu had already imitated Zhao Hu'er's appearance and put it in his mouth and tasted it. He was furious when he heard this.

Zhao Huer explained: "It's autumn now, and wild yellow sheep are foraging earlier than in summer. They will move on the two sides of Jiduanshui during the day, leaving behind feces and arrows, and were accidentally stepped on by this person."

"Those outsiders must have crossed the Great Wall after the daybreak. Because it was not dawn, this place was far away from the two beacon towers on the left and right. Yin Youqing, who was guarding the back night, had not discovered it."

Pingdan, it has been several hours since now, can this person still catch up?

Zhao Hu'er was energetic and asked Ren Hong for his order to pursue him: "Sui Chang, he was injured, so he would not be able to run too far. He ran away during the day and was easily discovered by the patrolling Sui Shu. He also thought he had cleared the traces of the heavenly fields, and maybe he was sleeping in a shaded place to rest."

Ren Hong nodded: "Since they are Huns from outside the Great Wall, they may possess weapons and should not be careless. We and the three of us go to the encirclement together."

"Not the Huns."

Zhao Hu'er shook her head and pointed to the footprints and said, "The Huns basically wore felt shoes or leather boots, but these footprints were left by thick hemp ropes!"

What else can Ren Hong say? He is really convinced. If you leave the future generations, Zhao Hu'er can not only shoot archery in the Olympics, but also be a criminal policeman?

At the same time, he was also very jealous. It would be great if he could learn this footprint tracking skill. If he went to the Western Regions in the future, he would probably be very useful, right?

Ren Hongcun's intention to learn arts and couldn't help but praise him a few more words, but Zhao Hu'er shook her head and said:

"This is nothing. The most powerful hunter I have ever seen in Mazong Mountain. He can determine the species of wild animals based on the hoof prints and feces, whether they are new or old, whether they are scared or strolled for food, whether they are male or female, and whether they are pregnant."

Can you know about pregnancy? Ren Hong has long seen it.

Mazong Mountain is the Xiongnu pasture that Zhao Huer lived in when he was a teenager. Unlike typical grasslands, the area was a forest grassland area, so hunting accounts for a large proportion.

Ren Hong asked, "Then who taught you this footprint tracking?"

Zhao Hu'er suddenly became silent, as if she was reluctant to mention the person who taught her skills, and finally said lightly:

"A Hu man."

...

After leaving Tiantian, his footprints became blurry. After Ren Hong and his friends followed each other for two or three miles, they completely disappeared.

Because there was a dry yellow land in front of me, at first glance, the ground seemed to be gone. Lu Guangsu was hot and anxious, holding a felt hat in his hand and slapped it constantly: "Are we lost it?"

But in Zhao Hu'er's eyes, the information left by this "prey" is like the claws in the snow, extremely clear!

He could find the faint traces left by the escapee dragging his right foot forward due to injury.

He could touch a trampled dead grass and a piece of cracked soil to determine the direction of his prey!

"It's close." Zhao Hu'er said this when she found a sand onion that was pulled out and chewed, and then spit out grass juice.

As the goal gets closer, Ren Hong also has questions: If he is not a Hun, why did he come from outside the Great Wall?

Finally, when the footprints appeared again, the three of them had already approached a Yadan cliff. Zhao Hu'er thought that the man was hiding nearby.

When Ren Hong crawled over and saw that there was indeed a man in rags lying in a cool place under the cliff.

He competed with Lu Guangsu and Zhao Hu'er, and the three of them hid their bodies and touched them from different directions.

Ren Hong tiptoed forward, with agile figure, while Zhao Hu'er walked and looked at him.

At this time, I heard a "crackling" sound, but it was Lu Guangsu who was too stupid and stepped on a dead tree branch!

The man was shocked and suddenly woke up from his sleep, rolled and got up to escape.

But Zhao Hu'er's arrow was faster, and a feather arrow shot to his feet, scaring the man to sit on the ground again and dare not move.

Ren Hong hurried forward a few steps, aiming the ring-headed sword in his hand at him! It was like the border guards arresting drug dealers.

"Stand up! Put your hands on your head!"

The man is about thirty years old, with his hair as messy as weeds, his dirty face is blue-black, his eyes full of fear, his cracked lips trembled slightly, and there is also the juice of sand onions at the corners of his mouth.

Although she was wearing a torn felt jacket, she was indeed wearing a pair of hemp rope under her feet.

Under Ren Hong's order, the man stood up tremblingly. His right foot was indeed inconvenient. After standing up straight, he was less than seven feet tall, exactly the same as Zhao Huer judged from his footprints!

"Prince, please spare me!"

When Lu Guangsu twisted his arm back and wanted to tie the man up, he finally came to his senses, knelt on the ground, screaming and howling:

"Superior, I was taken away by the captives. After going through a lot of hardships, I can be regarded as having escaped from the Huns!"

Ren Hong looked at the person's eyes: "Are you a member of Qimin, a registered household in Hu? Where is your hometown?"

This man stuttered and thought for a long time before responding: "I... I am a commoner in Yumen County, Jiuquan County. Last year, the Hu barbarians entered the state of the country and were unfortunately captured into the Hu land..."

"lie!"

The first time Polu Sui Chang interrupted him: "The abducted man, after escaping, knock on the door of the beacon tower, explain the situation and be treated. Why bother secretly crossing the block!"

When Zhao Hu'er fled from the Huns, he was rescued by "Zhao Sui Chang" who defeated Sui.

"not to mention……"

Ren Hong pulled open the felt clothes on his body, revealing his back covered with whip marks, and four obvious ink-thorn tattoos on his shoulders: Slave of the Sox!
Chapter completed!