In the hunting dust at the head of Wuwei City, the Persian king did not think much about it, and quickly agreed to the request of the young opponent under the city. In his eyes, compared with the millions of military rations, the value of Buyano and these guys is insignificant.

And the bones of those dead Han soldiers are also worth paying such a big price to get back? This is something he can't understand. On the Western Continent, the best fate for the thousands of warriors who died in the expansion of the Persian Empire was where they were buried...... The body turns into dust, and the soul returns to heaven.

Soon after, the caretaker, instructed by the king of Persia, lowered the slings at the head of the city, opened the cages, and freed the wretched imhuman ghosts, who had been tortured, and let them go.

Buiano looked up at the king he had helped. The huge body was condescending, like in the clouds, looking down on everything indifferently and mercilessly. The despicable fate of these people, in his eyes, is probably no different from any grass and tree ants!

"Let's go......."

Finally, the prophet who had bowed down to the king of Persia walked in the direction of the Han cavalry. Behind him, all of his followers followed him hesitantly. Although they understand a lot of wisdom and truth, they do not have the strength to control their own destiny. What is the unpredictable unknown that is going towards this step by step? Everyone's heart is uneasy, but there is nothing to be done.

"We ...... Was it really going to be sent to the Han Dynasty as a prisoner of war? Or will they be killed......?"

Looking at the elite cavalry that was getting closer and closer, someone finally couldn't hold back the fear of the future in his heart, and asked Buyano who was walking in front loudly. The fine armor of the Han Dynasty people reflected a dazzling light, and the tips of their swords wielded the breath of death. It was the most terrible army they had ever seen. If there was a choice, everyone would want to escape from this battlefield far away, preferring to live like those ignorant people, and never participate in the killing of the world again.

It's just that they have no choice. Because, the eyes of the young commander of the Han Dynasty were firmly watching them, and the meaning revealed in them was like finally catching the long-awaited prey as he wished, rich and mysterious.

"Rest assured, none of us will die. Not only that, but we even get unexpected treatment. In our lives, we will truly see everything in the world that is prosperous...... It's just that at the same time, you have to pay for one of the most precious things. ”

As if he had felt the profundity in Yuan Zhao's eyes, Buyano sighed with infinite emotion, predicting the conceivable future to his followers.

"Pay...... What is that? ”

"Yes...... Souls to all of us! ”

Tears flowed from Buyano's eyes. When he once again saw the power of Yuan Zhao with his own eyes in the duel of elite soldiers that had just ended, he no longer doubted that if the Persian king defeated the Western Regions one day, then the consequences would never be as simple as just losing a war. What he loses will be the future of the Persian Empire, his own king's head, and...... The fate of all races on the Western continent, including the Persians!

This is definitely not alarmist. From the first time he saw Yuan Zhao, Buyano had already deeply understood the horror of this person and the vastness of his mind. If the decisive killing of heroes is invincible, coupled with the vision beyond an era, this young Han Quanchen will lead his empire to which point, all the people of insight in the world will have a definite determination except for the admiration and wait-and-see.

Perhaps, the only thing that is certain in Buyano's heart is that no matter what the outcome of the war will be in the future, the fate of these people will be directly in the hands of Yuan Zhao. And he had a premonition that when the Persian race was slaughtered, he might be able to leave the last blood for his nation with his own efforts. I'm afraid this is already the limit of what he can do with his power.

"Huh! Mr. Buyano, I'm glad you're still alive. ”

The hearty voice smiled faintly, if it weren't for such a battlefield, I thought it was a casual greeting between acquaintances.

Buyano took a deep look at the figure of the horse, and then led everyone to turn their backs to the head of Wuwei City and bow down in the dust.

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency, we ...... Thanks for saving lives! ”

For their humble attitude, Yuan Zhao was very satisfied. However, what he wanted was not their forced submission, but for these people to willingly contribute the rest of their lives to serve the Han Empire.

"Have you ever heard of Mr. Buyano that there is a very widely circulated saying among our Huaxia people, which is called that those who know the times are Junjie?"

I have heard this phrase of ancient wisdom from the East a long time ago...... Your Excellency, Buiano knows what he should do. ”

"Excellent! Now, you can go back with me. ”

"Your Excellency, on behalf of these followers of mine, Buyano would like to ask more, where will we be placed?"

"The imperial capital of the Han Dynasty, Chang'an!"

Yuan Zhao looked at these people who were of great use to him who raised their heads in surprise, and finally couldn't help the pride in his heart. He laughed, and his sword went in the direction of his horse.

The dust rose again, and the descendants of the prophets who were wrapped in the cavalry of the Han Dynasty finally looked back, which was a farewell to their king and race. From now on, to some extent, they will be accomplices in the destruction of the entire Western continent, and I don't know if they are traitors who have done a lot of evil in the stories that will be passed down to future generations? Or is it a forerunner who contributes to the development of humanity as a whole?

No one in the world knows about this question. Perhaps only in the heart of the young Han army commander who was a little excited, there was a rough outline.

"Master, what are you doing with these half-dead Persians?"

The young general of the Li family, who was armored with a long knife and a bent bow and a fierce horse, followed closely behind Yuan Zhao, and he finally couldn't hold back the doubts in his heart. In front of Yuan Zhao, he always wanted to learn more.

"Li Ling, you have to remember. The most powerful thing in war is never the spirit of bravery, fighting and not being afraid of death...... In the future, many of the strategic tactics handed down by our ancestors will be gradually phased out. The most advanced weapons are perhaps the most important factor in determining the outcome of a war. ”

Yuan Zhao has always had high hopes for Li Ling. When Wei Qing inevitably grew old, he hoped that this piece of beautiful jade would truly become the future guardian of the Han Dynasty after being carved by time. Therefore, he answered all his questions patiently.

"But, Master, in the strategy of the art of war that has been passed down in the world, isn't the most important thing to pay attention to morale? Don't...... Can you win a battle with the power of your weapons alone? It's a contradiction! ”

"Huh! That's because none of our ancestors had ever seen the beginning of another era of weapons! They don't know that with the development of history and technology, the murderous weapons that human beings can create will be more powerful than anyone can imagine. ”

“…… Oh! Is it like the things used in the Battle of Yumen Pass? ”

Li Ling looked suddenly enlightened. Even he, recalling the thrilling scenes he had seen before the charge that day, couldn't help but feel palpitations.

"Teachable! Hot air balloons and black fire oil explosive devices are just the simplest models. These humble things, if compared to real weapons of mass murder, are simply not worth mentioning! ”

"That'...... Master! What does this have to do with these rescued Persians? ”

In line with the principle of not being ashamed to ask questions, Li Ling has always been to get to the bottom of the matter until he understands it. And what Yuan Zhao admires most is this.

"Li Ling, although our Chinese civilization has a long history, it cannot belittle and despise other races because of this. In the distant Western civilization, there are some things that are actually very useful. Especially when it comes to practicality...... I hope that with the help of what people like Buyano know and learn, they can provide a great boost to the military development of our Han Empire. And this is exactly the purpose of me at such a big cost! ”

"I see. Master, I see. So, the disciple wanted to know how powerful the weapon of mass murder that the master was talking about. ”

The horse's hooves kicked up the billowing smoke and dust, and unconsciously, the Han army camp in Dunhuang City was already faintly visible. Yuan Zhao immediately turned his head and looked at the sparkling curiosity in the eyes of this proud disciple. He calmly answered the question he wanted to know most.

"Flying into the sea, thousands of miles away can be slaughtered. Destroy millions of troops, just in the flick of a finger! ”

In the laughter, Li Ling was stunned. Facing the golden drums in unison, outside Dunhuang City, countless soldiers are lining up in a neat line, welcoming the triumphant return of their invincible commander.

That night, Yuan Zhao convened all the generals and colonels in the Western Regions Army and held an important military meeting to lay out the next strategic deployment in detail. The desert moon rises, and the sky is full of stars until dawn.

Two days later, the delegation from Chang'an left Dunhuang City, entered Yumen Pass in the east, and began to embark on the road back to Chang'an.

What no one expected was that in this team, in addition to King Yan and King Guangling, who were in a hurry to return to their fiefdom to arrange important matters, and Sima Xiangru, who returned to Chang'an to restore his life, there was also one of the most important figures. It's just that he was in the carriage all the way and was not known to outsiders.

"Master Hou, over the years, I actually want to find a good opportunity to ask some questions, but unfortunately, Master Hou has a heavy responsibility on his shoulders, but he has never had a suitable opportunity. I really can't imagine that there is such a convenience today, this road is long, and if you move to ask, Hou Ye should not be annoyed! ”

In the same spacious carriage, the Great Han Taishi Ling Sima Qian looked at the young imperial ministers sitting opposite, bowed and bowed, with a respectful and excited attitude.

"But if you ask something, you can answer it all. Hehe! ”

Prime Minister Yuan Zhao of the Han Dynasty smiled lightly. But no one knew that at this moment, one of his hearts had already put on wings and flew over thousands of mountains until he ...... by the side of his dream.