Yellow sand lonely clouds dark snow mountain, lonely town looking at Yumen Pass.

A thousand years ago, Geng Gong waited for the rescue of Tianhan at the last moment, but unfortunately everything came again, this time he didn't hold out for so long, and he was destined to not wait for any reinforcements.

When the Loulan Iron Cavalry rushed into Bafang Town, the entire Bafang Town had already been scattered.

Only a teenager sat in the tavern, drinking one drink after another.

Loulan Iron Rider wrapped the tavern, and Gerhan watched as the young man grinned and leaked a mouthful of yellow teeth.

"Boy, what about the people in this town?"

Xiang Xiaoer glanced at the Loulan pioneer, who had just killed Geng Gong, the god of the Heavenly Han Dynasty, and took the time to reply:

"Naturally, I ran for my life."

"Hahahaha!"

Hearing the young man's answer, Loulan Tieqi laughed, once upon a time they didn't even dare to think that one day they could capture the land of Tianhan and let the superior Han people of Tianhan flee for their lives.

Xiang Xiaoer lowered his head and drank the last sip of wine, then frowned.

Wine is not good, but it is better than nothing.

"Boy, everyone knows how to run for your life, why are you still sitting here drinking, do you want to be a drunkard? Yes? Hahahaha! ”

Gelhan's words made the surrounding Loulan Iron Riders laugh even more happily.

"It's a barbarian outside the country, and it's very noisy."

Xiang Xiaoer put down the wine bowl and glanced at the fierce Loulan Iron Rider.

The wind blew up.

"Be careful!"

Gerhan was the first to notice that something was wrong.

Immediately afterwards, all the Loulan Iron Riders saw the most shocking scene in their lives.

Yellow sand covered the sky, the wind roared, and the hurricane swept the land, enveloping Bafang Town, and the world turned into a sea of sand at this moment.

When the hurricane cleared, Happo had disappeared in place.

"Annoying sand!"

Xiang Xiaoer patted the sand on his body.

A lone goose in the sky cried and flew in the direction of Yumen Pass.

"Don't scream, it's just the two of us!"

Xiang Xiaoer rolled his eyes, and set off towards Yumen Pass with the lonely goose, with the yellow desert behind him.

The geese are not crying, they are also fallen people!

......

"Urgent!"

"Urgent!"

"Yumen Pass Emergency!"

A border emergency report woke up Luoyang City, which was still asleep.

Emperor Zhao of the Han Dynasty, who had been ill for a long time, put on a dragon robe under the service of the palace maid and started the early dynasty in advance!

"Your Majesty."

As soon as Emperor Zhao sat down, Zuo Sicheng, the prime minister of the Tianhan Dynasty, walked out and bowed and began to report that he had just received the news:

"I just received an urgent report from Yumen Pass, Loulan sent 5,000 iron cavalry to attack Bafang Town, my Tianhan Border Pass, and the Bafang Town guards will fight bloodily and die after covering the retreat of the people!"

As soon as Zuo Sicheng finished speaking, the ministers of the Manchu Dynasty began to talk in a low voice.

"This Loulan thief is really bold, he really dares to attack my Tianhan land."

"It seems that the sudden acquisition of divine power has given them a lot of courage."

"A group of barbarians who don't know whether to live or die, if it weren't for my kindness, how could I have survived to this day?"

"That divine power puppet technique should not be underestimated, in fact, it should not have forced Princess Loulan away in the first place."

"According to what you say, you should cede the land of my Tianhan to this barbarian?"

"I didn't mean that, I meant to think long-term."

"From the long iron weapon, a group of barbarians outside the Saiwai dare to invade my Tianhan land, and wait for His Majesty to order me to lead the troops to exterminate them."

"What do you mean by iron?"

"Hammer!"

Emperor Zhao, whose face was pale and looked like his time was numbered, squinted his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Who is the Guardian of the Eight Directions?"

Seeing Emperor Zhao speak, many ministers stopped talking and looked at Zuo Sicheng.

"Back to Your Majesty, it is Geng Zhong, the descendant of General Geng Gong, the captain of Wuxu!"

Emperor Zhao's eyes narrowed even tighter, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

"But Geng Gong, the peerless famous general who expelled the Huns a thousand years ago and caused my Tianhan to set up a capital protector and a captain of Wuxu?"

"Exactly."

Emperor Zhao lightly tapped the dragon chair with his left hand, and spoke after a while:

"I remember that the Geng family had an ancestor who trained the soldiers to lose their divine power?"

"Your Majesty Shengming!"

"Can the Loulan army be equipped with their divine puppets?"

"According to the news of the Heavenly Prison Pavilion, five thousand cavalry are all puppets!"

As soon as Zuo Sicheng finished saying this, all the ministers in the hall gasped.

"Loulan, what a big spirit, this is to completely tear your face with my Tianhan."

Emperor Zhao snorted coldly, and then began to cough violently, and the little eunuch on the side hurriedly stepped forward to hand the handkerchief to Emperor Zhao, and wanted to help pat his back.

Raising his hand to refuse the little eunuch's action of wanting to help beat his back, he stopped coughing, Emperor Zhao looked at the trace of particularly conspicuous red on the handkerchief, his eyes gradually deepened, and then he held the handkerchief in his hand as if nothing had happened and looked up at the minister.

"Your Majesty, Loulan wolf ambition, now the capture of Bafang Town is even more eyeing my Yumen Pass, although Geng Zhong has lost his divine power, but according to the secret report of the Prison Heaven Pavilion, I don't know if it was the god man who revived my Tianhan God General Geng Gong, Geng Gong personally shot Bafang Town still did not hold out for a day under the Loulan Iron Horse."

Zuo Sicheng arched his hand and spoke again.

The ministers began to talk again.

"Back from the dead? Which family in my Tianhan has such divine power. ”

Emperor Zhao asked.

Zuo Sicheng hesitated for a moment and replied truthfully:

"The West Chu Xiang family."

The hall was instantly silent, as if all the ministers seemed to have forgotten to breathe.

"The Queen?"

Emperor Zhao's eyes widened, and he was a little stunned for a moment.

Zuo Sicheng responded truthfully:

"Your Majesty, when Gaozu and the overlord competed, the overlord once had a ghost monarch, and the method of pulling the soul into the world from the underworld was only mastered by the Xiang family."

The ministers looked at each other, and this time no one dared to talk about it.

Emperor Zhao, who was on the dragon chair, closed his eyes, and his fingers tapped the dragon chair regularly, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Interesting. It's funny. The barbarians outside the Saiwai have all gained divine power, and now the people of the Xiang family have jumped out again, this is to see that I am going to die, so they all want my Tianhan's country? ”

"Your Majesty is angry!"

The minister of the full hall instantly fell to his knees.

"Get up, it's not you who should kneel, you are all the pillars of my Tianhan Dynasty, and it is the Saiwai barbarians who should kneel down to calm my anger, the Loulan Iron Horse, and the descendants of the Xiang family."

Saying this, Emperor Zhao paused and smiled.

"The premise is that he is really the descendant of the overlord, the overlord has no children and no daughters, and the descendants of the Xiang family have long been eliminated by Empress Lu, where did the descendants come from, most of them are Geng Gong divine generals summoned by someone who has new divine power and wants to help me defend against the enemy in Tianhan."

"Your Majesty. It seems that the Xiang family and other people who raise evil dragons can have my Tianhan people in their hearts, it is estimated that it is a person who has newly obtained divine power, this barbarian outside the Saiwai has obtained divine power, and it is normal for my Tianhan people to obtain some s other divine power. ”

A rough-looking military general was the first to speak, and the other ministers also responded.

Zuo Sicheng looked at Emperor Zhao and nodded slightly, glared for a moment, and spoke again:

"Your Majesty, Loulan has already stationed troops in Bafang Town, ready to attack Yumen Pass at any time, and the top priority should be to send troops to Yumen Pass to support."

"The prime minister's words are reasonable, now that Loulan has divine power, it should not be underestimated, and Weichen asked to lead the troops to Yumen Pass to support."

A powerful man stood up and asked for his life.

"Quasi-play! Send Changli to lead 100,000 troops to support Yumen Pass! In addition, Geng Zhong, the guard general of the Bafang Town, was posthumously named the captain of Wuxu, and the above general was buried. ”

"Yes!"

......

Yumen Pass has been very strict recently, and everyone knows that Loulan is coming.

The soldiers defending the city are checking the identities of pedestrians entering the city one by one.

"Where?"

"People in Lingnan, come out to do business and beg for food!"

"Is there an official document?"

"Here!"

"Let's go in, be careful, the foreigners haven't been very peaceful lately, so if you have something, go to our officers and soldiers."

"Thank you!"

This is the attitude towards the Han people.

"Where?"

"The people of the Qiang tribe!"

"Pay the money!"

"My lord, there was no such rule before."

"New!"

"When did I order it, why don't I know?"

"What's the matter, you barbarian Hu Shang, what regulations do I have in Tianhan to inform you? Pay 20 cents! ”

"My lord, that person didn't pay it before!"

"Of course I Han people don't have to pay, and I will pay an extra twenty wen for nonsense."

"Adult, the small one is wrong, this is for you."

"It's good to be like this earlier, Loulan is going to fight the barbarians, how can you raise military expenses if you don't deduct some money from your people."

The soldiers defending the city scolded and pushed Hu Shang away.

This is the attitude towards foreigners.

"Where?"

"The people of the original Chu land."

"What are you doing here?"

"Tell stories everywhere and beg for a living."

The soldier looked at the young Xiang Xiaoer, and said in his heart that he had never seen such a young storyteller.

"Let's go in, there are several taverns in the city, and there is only one Fulin Pavilion who has a storyteller, so it's not difficult for you to make a living."

After checking Xiang Xiaoer's paperwork, the soldier casually mentioned something.

"Thank you."

This is the attitude towards Xiang Xiaoer.

Different from Bafang Town, Yumen Pass is particularly prosperous as a border city in the Western Regions of Tianhan.

"Cookbread, cookbread, hot shortbread!"

"Rock Candy ~ Gourd!"

"Don't miss it when you pass by, the best silk in Luoyang."

"Take a look, fifty years of good snowflake carving!"

As soon as he entered the city, a burst of shouting came into Xiang Xiaoer's ears.

The hawkers who were less than five feet tall and selling shortbreads, as well as the shop owners who blocked the street on both sides of the street to sell, also caught in Xiang Xiaoer's eyes.

Lively and prosperous, this is the first reaction of all those who enter the Yumen Pass.

"The Liu family really has some ability, this was a small broken town back then!"

Xiang Xiaoer looked around and sighed.

"Goo~~"

The stomach suddenly screamed in defiance.

"Really, what's it called, isn't it just that I haven't eaten for a day?"

Xiang Xiaoer took out the steamed buns that had been cold from his arms and was just about to pad his stomach, when he suddenly felt a sight cast him, and the movements in his hands stopped.

Turning his head to look into the distance, a man with a sallow face sitting in the corner who didn't look much older than him was staring at him.

With an eyebrow raised, Xiang Xiaoer walked over to him.

Seeing the other party coming over, the man flashed a trace of panic.

"I said, you don't look at people who sell cooking cakes, you don't look at those who sell rock sugar gourds, why do you look at this cold steamed bun in my hand?"

A flush flashed on the man's sallow face.

I don't know if it's ashamed or angry.

"You're really interesting, you keep staring at me, asking you and not saying anything, aren't you a dumb person?"

"It's not."

The man turned his head and didn't look at Xiang Xiaoer, and said softly.

"Want to eat?"

Looking at the man who turned his head and couldn't help but prostitute his steamed buns, Xiang Xiaoer asked with a smile.

The man didn't reply, but his stomach made a sound of peace.

"In this way, you tell me your name, we make friends, and I will give you this steamed bun,"

Xiang Xiaoer grinned, leaking snow-white teeth.

The man turned his head and stared directly at Xiang Xiaoer, obviously judging the truth of what he said.

Looking at Xiang Xiaoer, who was smiling sincerely, the man touched his unconscious legs and was silent for a while before speaking.

"Lu Wenhou!"

Xiang Xiaoer threw the steamed bun in his hand to the other party and turned to leave:

"Eat early while it's cold!"

Lu Wenhou looked at the back of Xiang Xiaoer's departure in a daze, and suddenly reacted and shouted:

"What's your name?"

"Xiang Xiaoer!"