The grass was withered and the wind and sand were sobbing across the golden sand dunes, bringing ripples and pushing them out. In the distance, in the rising sand and dust, the sound of camel bells passed through the diffuse sand and dust, and the adobe wall showed its outline in the blurred vision. The caravans traveling far came here with a wealth of goods. After a brief inspection by the Shule soldiers who were yawning, waved their hands and put them in.

The prosperous business road four years ago was finally passed slowly in time. It was difficult for the Han merchants who gathered in the sea of ​​clouds to see again. Since the wolf king killed from the east, those who were disrespectful, such as those who were Suliyops in Shache Kingdom, were beheaded and sacrificed for the flag. The rest of the countries were angry but not afraid to speak out due to the strength of the Han army.

However, the war in the west suddenly became corrupt, and the Wolf King's Western Expedition Army was trapped in many sieges. The first attack was the surrendered Shule Kingdom Timan and the Khotan Kingdom Yuchi Li'an. Knowing that Dayuan was also in the Kushan offensive, they quickly united, gathered troops to control the important roads of the Pamirs and blocked all the news of the exchanges. This was also their only way to retaliate against the enemy. If they really wanted to take troops to kill them in revenge and kill those named Gongsun Zhi, they would not dare to do so.

The king of Shache Kingdom, sandwiched between the two countries, that is, Salimanchu, who was directly promoted by the wolf king from a guard, could only please the two countries in shock, and sometimes quietly put the news to the Han Dynasty in the east. He can only do this at present.

Spring goes and autumn comes. The wars on the west side gradually become less and less after twelve years of Jian'an. Salimanchu rarely receives the situation of the White Wolf King who once gallops across the northern grasslands. Perhaps as Timan and Yuchi Li'an said at the beginning, they are isolated from their way back. Can they survive between the three powerful countries?

"It's a pity that I haven't helped."

He stood on the city wall and sighed, watching the gravel running through the desert in the wind. In the distance opposite, the paulownia leaves were brilliant. The woodcutter with a coarse linen coat and a fur coat climbed up to a rock with a hatchet. He wiped sweat and looked around. It was full of dense forests, with leaves rustling in the wind and then falling down.

And the sound of people stepping on fallen leaves.

At the end of the vision, there were several protruding rocks. A team of Shule soldiers patrolled here with bows and knives. They were stationed here for a long time, making their faces full of hostility. When they saw the woodcutter cutting wood, they directly pulled out the bow and arrow and shot it. The arrows were nailed to the rock at the other party's feet and bounced away. The woodcutter was so scared that he didn't want the firewood. He ran away, and fell on the ground. He got up in a mess and left quickly.

This scene caused the Shule soldiers to laugh mockly, and then walked a while on the patrol path before returning to the not-so-large camp. More than ten simple tents and three bonfires, one of which was on fire, and the boiling water jumped outside. The people who came back greeted the companions in the camp, rested around the fire, and blew the hot water and started to laugh.

"Did you say that the west side has finished fighting? Is that person named Gongsun Zhi dead?"

"Who knew that after so many years, no one had come here. There were also a group of brave men in the Han Dynasty. I was not sent to see me. I was afraid that the Han army would not be able to find the bones in the rest area. Unfortunately, there were more than 100,000 people. But even if someone escaped by chance and wanted to pass through here, hehe, you have to ask us first? What does the Han people say at one time and another."

"If they really want to come over, can you call me?"

"Fight like a wild boar."

Everyone around laughed, and the Shule soldiers who were about to hand over the patrol on the other side were laughing. Just as they were about to leave the camp, there was a vague sound of arrows in the sky in the distance. The team leaving the soldiers who were laughing around the fire stopped one by one, looked up at the sky, and asked each other in a glance: "Have you heard it?"

As soon as the word "yes" fell, the sound of the arrow flew across the sky again.

"It's another camp." Like this small school with a team of fifty people, he grabbed weapons and rushed out, roaring: "Come with me!"

To the east of the Pagoda Mountains, they are not only their scout camp, but they are slightly eastward near Panhua City and go into the mountains. There are also forty or fifty posts and scout camps, as well as military camps stationed by 500 infantrymen. There are also more than 700 people in the Kingdom of Khotan, and the two sides guard each other seven large and small paths leading to Shule.

"In the northwest!" The school quickly jumped onto a rock. When another arrow sounded, it identified the specific direction and pointed to the other side. The soldiers behind him carried weapons and crossed from below. The mountains and trees were dense, which made them slow down a little. After a while, they climbed up to the heights. Fifty people gathered on a shrub. The cliff surrounded by trees. The sound of fighting and screams came clearly from below. The mountains and rivers in all directions were spreading. A soldier squatted down cautiously, his voice trembling: "Where do we want to go down and see the situation? It seems something is wrong. It is not that the Han people over there who have come back, right?"

"Shut up, don't talk"

While the school scolded, flocks of birds flew out from the foothills to the west, covering the sky and overshadowing their vision. The school officer who was talking quickly closed his mouth, breathing nostrils and panting, and his chest was fluctuating violently at this moment. "It's the movement of the army."

Between the mountains overlap, birds were startled, and dust spreading towards this side like a long gray dragon, as if the mountains were avoiding each other.

The sound of fighting gradually stopped around, and there were probably no living people. This team of fifty people gritted their teeth and did not dare to make a slight sound. In the dead silence, they could feel the cliffs under their feet trembling slightly, the sound of roaring footsteps and horse hooves gradually came from there, and then, they saw a broken wolf flag waving in the wind.

A black torrent was propelling through their vision, and the weapons and armor were all knocking in the wind, as if the army had no end. During the entire journey, no one's voice came from except for the movements made by walking, and it was silent like a human army.

"It must be the devil's army." Apart from a distance, Shule soldiers who were hiding could feel that they could smell the hideous rust on the other party's body, and the bloody smell left after the blood was poured out. As they spoke, their teeth fought each other.

No one around objected.

He could only look at the distant foothills without moving, and the extended army pushed through here in his sight and headed towards Shule Kingdom.

The west clouds dyed a magnificent orange red.

The leaves sounded lightly, and the black war horse with mottled knife marks jumped onto the rocks outside the forest, and opened up in the distance in the distance. On the horse's back, the knight with disheveled hair and bearded face looked at the city decorated with lights and narrowed his eyes. At one moment, he raised his hand.

"Shule was slaughtered, and the chickens and dogs were left without leaving any chickens and dogs. In this way, we told the creatures walking on this land that we had come back from the Shura Field."
Chapter completed!