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Chapter 593: Westerners with a Broken Mentality

As the sun set, a huge team, dragging their long figures, finally arrived at the valley outside the ancient king's city before the sun set.

Zai, the general of Jingjue Kingdom, looked excited and shouted:

"Your Majesty, my hometown is just ahead!

There are fine wines, beauties, and endless food!”

The more Zai talked, the more excited he became, and the more he talked, the more excited he became, so much so that he couldn't help but burst into tears.

It has been two years since he left his hometown, and he has not come back to see him for two full years.

At first, King Jiangbin of Qiuci led a large army and came to threaten Jingjue Ancient Kingdom to send troops.

There is nothing the Jingjue ancient country can do, after all, small countries have no say at all.

Under such circumstances, Zai, with the old king's earnest instructions and the expectations of the whole clan, headed east to fight against the devilish Qin army!

But who would have thought that the devil from the east would really look like it crawled out of hell!

They are so terrifying! They are not afraid of life and death!

Zai burst into tears, fell to his knees with a plop, and choked with sobs:

"Your Majesty, father, mother, and my wife, I don't know if the child has grown up.

Zai is sorry for you, I’m sorry for you! Uuuuuuuuuuu!"

Not only him, but also the remaining more than three thousand elite soldiers of the ancient country had long since burst into tears.

For a time, the entire valley was echoed with a piercing wail.

The Jingjue soldier's sadness soon infected others.

At this time, the Western Region Allied Forces are more appropriately called beggars.

All of them looked shabby, their clothes were in tatters, and their faces were sallow and thin.

It's as if the wind blows gently and it's about to fall.

There were no serious injuries, because all the injured had fallen down and couldn't hold on here at all.

Yuchi Monk Wubo was also extremely tired. He had always been well-dressed and well-fed, but his face was covered with bloody mouths blown by the wind and sand.

How does he still look like a king at this time? More like an elder of a beggar gang.

He patted Zai's shoulder and said in a hoarse voice:

"It's all over, go home."

Zai nodded vigorously, wiped his tears fiercely, and said sadly:

"His Majesty, the great King of Khotan, do we really want to fight the Qin army again?

They are so powerful that we are no match for them.

We have only these 3,000 strong and strong people left. If we recruit troops, I am afraid that only the elderly and children will go to the battlefield!"

Not only Zai, but also Yuchi Sengwubo found that all the soldiers behind him were looking at him eagerly.

Although he defeated Han Xin, his reputation was greatly boosted.

But what follows is endless exhaustion.

Yuchi Sengwubo had to admit that Han Xin was an extremely good general.

Able to retreat decisively when faced with terrain and climate that are not conducive to oneself.

And he resolutely implemented the strategy of strengthening the walls and clearing the wilderness, sweeping away all the surrounding oases.

The only good thing is that Qin Jun still has some bottom lines.

There is no poison in the karez.

To be precise, there is no poison in any karez.

But there are still some unlucky people who drink cake inside.

For example, Yuchi Sengwubo.

Days of fatigue, coupled with this mental shock, and endless vomiting.

Yuchi Sengwubo fell ill immediately, vomiting and having diarrhea all over his body, accompanied by a high fever.

For three consecutive days, Yuchi Monk Wubo was almost sent to the Western Heaven.

However, I don’t know whether it was Yuchi Seng Wubo’s good health or the god he was praying for heard his pious call.

On the fourth day, his fever miraculously subsided.

That is to say, after experiencing this life and death, Yuchi Sengwubo suddenly had an extreme desire to live.

It is obviously an extremely unwise choice to continue fighting with the Qin army, and there is a high probability that you will die miserably!

Therefore, Yuchi Sengwubo chose to recuperate and keep a distance from the main force of the Qin army when horse bandits, robbers, and reinforcements from various small countries continued to arrive.

And taking advantage of the Qin army's shrinkage, they retreated directly to the west, all the way to the ancient country of Jingjue.

Yuchi Seng Wubo believed that with the Qin army of 280,000, supply would definitely become a problem.

After years of war, most of the supplies in the Western Region have been consumed.

If the Qin army wants to continue to advance westward, food and grass supplies will definitely become a problem!

In three years, Yuchi Sengwubo calculated that he would have at least three years to think about his next plan.

Should he completely surrender to the Qin people and become a county magistrate, or should he resist to the end and die together?

These all take time to consider.

Now, the most urgent thing is repairing!

Now for Khotan, it is a crisis, but it is also an excellent opportunity!

The leader of the thirty-six countries in the Western Regions and King Jiangbin of Kucha died in the battle.

All 50,000 Kucha soldiers under his command were killed in battle.

The once glorious Qiuci Kingdom has now inevitably declined.

Not only Kucha, but also other countries in the Western Regions suffered heavy losses.

Except Khotan!

There is no other way, who will let Yuchi Monk and Wubo Dog?

At the beginning, he was pretending to be ill, but when he saw something was wrong, the main force of the Qin army came.

He ignored Jiang Bin at all, and did not go to guard the supply camp. Instead, he simply ran away with his 30,000 soldiers and horses.

Therefore, at this time, the 300,000 allied troops in the Western Regions suffered heavy casualties, but only the Khotanian army did not suffer any damage, and the 30,000-strong army returned intact.

As a result, the military power structure of the entire Western Region has undergone subtle changes.

What would happen if we could take advantage of this opportunity to unify the Western Region?

After all, the Qin army's movements will not be as fast as those of the locals in the Western Regions.

If we can let Khotan unify the Western Regions in a short period of time.

Then, there will be capital for negotiation.

Therefore, before that, enough cannon fodder is needed!

Thinking of this, Yuchi Sengwubo looked at Zayi and said warmly:

"I don't want to continue fighting, but what about the people of Qin?

They will never compromise, they want to conquer the entire Western Region!

They want to turn our children and grandchildren into slaves, into oppressed and imprisoned animals!

Peace, the hard-won peace in the Western Region, when will it come?

The only way is to completely defeat the Qin army! That’s the only way!”

Yuchi Sengwubo's impassioned speech immediately aroused bursts of cheers.

They all raised their arms and swore to drive the Qin people out of the Western Regions!

Yuchi Sengwubo nodded with satisfaction, and then said warmly to Zhayi:

"Let's go, take the brothers to your home and rest for a while.

Only in this way can we protect this place.

You don’t want your home to be turned into ruins by the Qin people, right?”

Zai nodded heavily and walked out of the valley first.

"Holy shit!? Are you sure this is the ancient king's city?"

Yuchi Monk Wubo glanced at the large ruins in front of him. The broken walls looked like a thousand-year-old tomb.

Let alone him, even Zai was stunned.

He couldn't believe it, the gap was really huge!

So, Zai rushed into the dilapidated city. After a long time, he cried and said:

"It's Wangcheng! I found my mother!"

"How is your aunt?"

"Gone......"

(Ah, I’m stuck, I’m sorry~ I’m taking a day off~ Mmm~)


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