In the bright sunshine, a soaring figure flew across the sky, and a long eagle roar came from the sound of a sharp eye. His sharp eyes stared at a prey below and rushed into a cluster of barren reeds. Occasionally, the wind blew over. While the dead grass swayed slightly in the cracks of the stones, some sand rose up with the wind. In the desolation, camel bells came from afar.

A white figure drove two camels through the golden sand and dust, wrapped around his body, and his eyes only exposed looked forward from time to time to distinguish the direction. Soon a low city wall was getting closer and closer to his sight, and slight soil chips came over with the wind and sand, stripped out and flew into the sky.

The people who drove the camels walked into the city gate, and the sound of people, horses neighed, and camels mixed together and poured into their ears, which was a different world from the harsh environment outside.

Kumi.

It was once one of the countries in the Western Regions. It was located south of the Tian River, west of the Jingjue Kingdom. It guarded the east and west directions of the foot of Kunlun Mountain. Its military strength was not strong, and it was finally merged by the Yuchi family of Khotan. However, on this day, the crowds who came and went in the city looked panicked, and the merchants who used to shout hard also seemed depressed. Many people gathered, or were separated, and walked away in a hurry.

Most of the crowd were whispering, and few outsiders could understand what they were saying, but at this time, the words about the "Han Dynasty" were mixed in obscure sentences.

"......The news from Jingjue City on the east side, will the Han army come here? Will it come here..."

"…… The caravan also said the same thing. The Han Dynasty hasn't come for many years. This time, it may be a war in Shanshan City."

"No... The king of Cheshi has always been kind to the Han Dynasty."

"Would you like to sit on your head? I heard that the Han Dynasty was in a civil strife, even if someone was sent over, King Nanmi would probably not be so timid."

"Cheshi Kingdom is in Jiaohe City, Tianshan, and it is still far from Shanshan. I think it is difficult for Wang Dicheng to be diligent. This time, the Western Regions Protectorate will be rebuilt."

"......This...is indeed possible...Kumi can't stay anymore, go west and look at the situation."

"King Khotan may also send troops..."

Among the people's scattered words, some people took action and led their families to drag a cart full of food to Pishan. The people of Kumi City who were scattered outside the city heard the news panic and moved westward to avoid the war as time went by.

King Yuchi Li'an of Khotan was like a goshawk squeezing his wings, standing on the Pishan Tulou, squinting his eyes at the people coming from the east outside the city. However, another scene was in his mind. He was trying hard to judge what the Han people who had stepped into the Western Regions had in the rumors, and how would the Kingdom of Khotan choose.

The facts are impermanent. This is what his father Yuchi Anguo told him before his death. The powerful Han Dynasty had been in charge of the Western Regions, which also made them understand that the huge empire in the East was not only broad, but also made them understand what the great military power was. Now that they were facing the Han Dynasty again, their image of the Han people emerged again.

"Do not fight?" Yuchi Li'an's beard shook slightly, and he pursed his lips tightly at the scorching sky light, and then called him to the left and right: "I will give my king's order to convey the gathering of troops in Hotan, Luopu, Moyu, Qule, Ronglu, and Zhumi Zhucheng..."

As he spoke, someone hurried up the stairs behind him and submitted a letter from afar. The content on it made people feel numb.

On May 12, the Han army left Yumen Pass and came to kill in a straight line in a raid.

Seventeen, Gongsun Zhi ordered the army of more than 100,000 people who had been resting for several days to advance westward, spreading like a fire in the forest. He directly attacked Shanshan, who had resisted in half a day, and the officials and families of the country in front of the Cheshi were beheaded in front of the city gate.

At the twenty-year-old, the infantry and Han cavalry gathered together. After a day of rest, the Qimo of the Heavenly Dynasty was killed on May 21st. At the same time, the two thousand soldiers of Qimo left the city to meet the enemy. Halfway through the road, they heard the news of Shanshan's defeat and hurried back to the city to hold on.

At the end of May, a hundred thousand troops were in a row, and the surrendered troops of Shanshan had reached the city thirty miles and rushed straight towards him.

When Yuchi Li'an of the Kingdom of Khotan received this news, the entire city of Qiemo had been trapped in a short battle. The rammed earth-filled wall was splashed with mud chips, and arrows with flames were nailed on the top of the city. On the entire city wall, wooden ladders hung obliquely, and arrows kept shooting back and forth in the sky. The figure with the knife in his mouth was climbing up densely like an ant colony. A soldier with thick eyebrows and deep eyes and his companions wanted to push the ladder down. As he screamed, an arrow from somewhere suddenly came from nailed to his chest, and the body climbed over the wall and fell down. Under the wall, the Han soldiers were still sprinting up frantically.

The sound of war drums in the distance never stopped.

The white wolf flag stood in the square formation composed of countless figures and roared. He rode his head, his cloak was waving, the white wolf velvet was swaying, and the horse was urging out a few steps. He whispered, looked at the low earth wall and raised his fingers, and a low voice sounded from his throat.

"Give you two hours to take it down."

"yes"

Soon, the horn sounded.

The order to strengthen the offensive was sounded from afar, killing a ball of city walls. Yan Yan took a step and waved the sword in his hand. With a loud bang, he split a defender in Qiemo City into two halves with his armour. Warm plasma splattered all over the walls. He looked back at the military formation, turned around and slashed with another knife.

Amid hysteria, the screaming figure sprinkled a bloodline and flew backwards...

"Snatch the wall!"

There were also Loulan sayings: "Stop!"

However, they faced elites who had experienced internal fighting, and the pioneers who stepped onto the city were all skilled in martial arts and fierce people. The sound of boiling fighting spread from both ends of the city wall. Yan Yan, Gao Shun, and Zhang Fei three generals launched the most fierce offensive towards the center of the city tower and advanced to the past.

"Ahhhhh"

The leopard head and eyes shaped like a snake spear in his hands, holding a snake spear in his hands and stabbed into the chest of a Khotan commander. With a roar, he pushed the other party into the crowd. His arms and muscles swelled. He threw the person into the air with a sharp lift. The thick snake spear swung, swaying the gun forest on the opposite side, and several people were directly knocked down from the city wall or killed them. The soldiers behind him looked at the clear gap and killed them.

"Hahaha"

"Happy!!" Zhang Fei gasped for a moment and laughed loudly.

In front of his vision, the enemy was constantly being impacted, narrowing the space, and the soldiers on the inner city wall were also killed so that they dared not come up again. Amid the sound of war drums, soon, some soldiers in Qiemo City who were crunching down the city tower lost their weapons and chose to surrender, while the soldiers spread across the city wall and launched a second wave of fierce killings in the city.

It was less than two hours, and it was finally lost.

...

In the overwhelming military formation, Gongsun Zhi, who was the commander-in-chief of the Western Expedition, did not take down Qiemo City, and there was no sign of being happy on his face, and he did not intend to enter the city. After crossing the reins, he raised his hand: "I ordered the Xiongnu Ahunya, Wuhuan Louban, and Xianbei to enter the three divisions of Ni, and immediately advance to Kumi."

He looked at the chopped flag of Cheshiguo on the city wall and raised a Han flag: "In addition, send someone to send letters to Yutian, Shache, Shule, just one sentence..."

“….Open the city gate and hang the Han flag!”

On the fourth day of June, the Han Dynasty's western expedition army sent the Xiongnu, Wuhuan and Xianbei into three cavalry, radiating to attack the Kumi, the Kingdom of Khotan, in the left, center and right, and launched a storm. Five days later, nearly 50,000 grassland cavalry pushed the war to the territory of Pishan City less than twenty miles.

On June 11, Ku Mi lost his guard, and the soldiers fled back to Pishan made the terror and cruelty of this Han people more thoroughly. The entire population was only more than 80,000. The King of Khotan, with a force of 30,000, received letters from the Han people. The number of more than 100,000 troops and the brutal combat power made him feel numb.
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