Chapter 384: The Royal City of the High Mountains 2 (Part I)
"Are we disturbing the undead?" The surroundings finally fell silent, and Pandey asked with a sigh of relief.
The High Priest had said that after the warriors had defeated the undead, they had heard a terrible wail in the cave, and the combination of this eerie wail and the cascading corpses here reminded people that these dead people had not been laid to rest, their bodies were frozen in the mountains, and their souls were trapped in this cold royal city!
Tchaikov, who has always been known as a bold man, is also furious in his heart at this time, although he is a descendant of Loulan, but who knows if these Loulan undead who have been dead for 2,000 years recognize themselves? If there is a mistake, it will be a big wrong.
"There are no undead, we are scaring ourselves." Dick said this, but everyone could hear the tremor in his tone.
"Uh-huh......" There was another sound from the depths of the cave, like a girl humming a song, ethereal and lonely......
Dick picked up the ice axe, and a gust of wind blew in his face, and he felt as if he felt a ghost floating in front of him, humming in his ear......
"Xia Ruobing, I think you have to hurry up, otherwise we will all die here." Dick urged, feeling the dead in the ice cave watching him, not knowing when they would jump up from the ground and tear themselves apart......
Xia Ruobing was interrupted by the undead before she could finish translating the words on the parchment scroll, but she roughly understood what was written on it.
The parchment scroll records the former glory of this Loulan, which is located at the most important crossroads on the Silk Road, where the Tarim River and the Peacock River once nourished the people, where the poplar forests block the wind and sand, where the people were rich and healthy, who built cities, camels were their ships of the desert, carried goods and exchanged goods with other cities, and accumulated a great deal of wealth, they spun fine cloth from wool and camel hair, learned to smelt iron from the far west, and made the best iron knives in the world, However, the mighty Huns in the depths of the desert threatened them at all times. A superpower also ended its conquest and began to rise in the East, the collision of civilization and barbarism dragged Loulan into a protracted war, the Peacock and Tarim rivers slowly dried up, and large swaths of poplar forests that once held back wind and sand died.
Loulan, which had benefited from the Silk Road, was irrepressibly decaying, barbaric nomads invaded, and the warriors of Loulan resisted heroically in order to defend their homeland, but they could only submit to the Xiongnu in the end, at this time the Eastern Empire sent a messenger, in order to recreate the glory of the past, Loulan threw himself into the arms of the Han Dynasty, but this powerful Eastern Empire was too far away, and in the ravages of war, Loulan had to submit to the Xiongnu again! Sandwiched between two powerful forces, Loulan is like a broken candle fluttering in the wind and rain, and the king of Loulan tried his best to send the prince to Chang'an as a hostage in order to get the support of the Han Dynasty, promising never to betray the Han Dynasty!
The Eastern Empire sealed the king of Loulan as the king, and carved the king's seal with blood jade to the king of Loulan, and the emperor promised the king of Loulan that if the Huns came to attack, the Han iron cavalry would surely gallop thousands of miles to help, and Loulan was the gateway to the Western Regions of the Han Dynasty, and the Han would not give up! But if Loulan is treacherous and forms an alliance with the Xiongnu, the millions of iron horsemen of the Han Dynasty will surely level Loulan and let Loulan suffer in hell forever.
When the Huns learned that the two countries had formed an alliance and that Loulan would become a bridgehead for the Han cavalry, they crossed the desert with great momentum and pounced on Loulan.
The war could not be avoided, Loulan asked the Han for help, but far water could not quench the thirst, the royal family of Loulan swayed in front of the Xiongnu's obscenity, some advocated resolute resistance, some suggested giving up their homeland and moving into the east, so that the empire could protect themselves, and some people proposed to negotiate peace and surrender to the Xiongnu, the king of Loulan believed that the Han would not turn his back, he sent the most elite troops, trying to block the Xiongnu's forward troops in the desert, they were defeated, the Huns were constantly crossing the desert, Loulan no longer had enough strength to block the Xiongnu's iron cavalry, The cavalry of the Han Dynasty is still missing, and the envoys sent out have disappeared, in order to get a glimmer of life, the king of Loulan led the people loyal to him, fleeing from his homeland, the road to the east has been blocked by the Huns, and the small countries in the west dare not accept the threat of the Xiongnu, they can only hide in the mountains, hoping to wait here for reinforcements from the Han cavalry.
The Huns who followed the trail blocked them in the mountains, they asked the king of Loulan to hand over the royal seal given by the Han Dynasty, and swore allegiance to their Shan Yu forever, in order to survive, the soldiers of Loulan held the mountain pass, and the Huns repeatedly tug-of-war, but tens of thousands of people lacked food and clothing, they could not support for too long, in order to seek a glimmer of life, the Loulan people could only venture through the mountains......
"He is the historian of King Loulan's side." Xia Ruobing said.
Migrate all the way, some people fall down all the way, some of them fall into the cliff, some people freeze to death on the way, the sheep they carry are eaten up, the cattle pulling the cart are also slaughtered, and finally in order to survive, the war horses are killed and eaten up, when the Loulan people find this cave with difficulty, the people who follow the king of Loulan have died six or seven out of ten, and there are less than 10,000 people left around the king of Loulan......
The cave temporarily blessed the people of Loulan, but there was not much time left for them, and the king of Loulan wept bitterly, he could not face the people who had faithfully followed him, and it was he who had led them to a dead end. He prayed to the heavens, praying that the iron cavalry of the Han Dynasty would expel the Xiongnu and return them to his homeland; He prayed to heaven that he would exchange his life for a glimmer of hope for the people to live.
But the heavens are silent, and in the cold holes, people die every night, and death casts a black fog in front of people's eyes, and the future has closed its doors to them! The warriors fell to their knees before the king, and they wanted to find a glimmer of hope in the impossible, crossing this forbidden land of mankind to find a way for the people of Loulan to live.
The king agreed, and 300 warriors knelt down to their relatives and set out on a journey of death, and these warriors had no food on them, and they either found a way to survive in the mountains or died quietly in the snowy mountains.
Ten days later, everyone thought that the heavens had abandoned them, but two warriors returned to the cave and told everyone that on the other side of the mountain range, the warriors had found a forested gorge with villages in the gorge......
The people of Loulan have rekindled their hope that they will live, through this mountain range, far from their homeland......
The record came to an abrupt end, the historian died quietly in the cave on the eve of the departure of the Loulan people, when he died, he still had a pen in his hand, but the Loulan people had no time to grieve, they put the dead relatives in the cave, wiped away their tears, and walked through the mountains to find hope for survival.
"What you say is true?" Tchaikov asked, his eyes widened, so it seems that the records here match the records found in the Canyon of the Dead, but where is the scepter? There is no mention of it in the records of either place.
"The records of the historians back then were still relatively objective......," Xia Ruobing said.
"I want to ask, what about the treasures that Loulan has accumulated over hundreds of years? Was it all left to the Huns? Dick looked at the empty cave, which was his primary concern.
"When the king of Loulan was migrating, he ordered people to send all their wealth to the mausoleum." Xia Ruobing saw a record.
"Well, they didn't bring anything, no wonder the defenders of the Black River want to fight them!" Dick said.
"Dick boy, you are so disrespectful to your ancestors, Grandpa Pandey will soon fight with you!" Pandey shouted, if Sherpa hadn't hurried in front of him, Dick would inevitably be beaten violently!
"We're not here to hear a moving migration story, it's for Loulan's treasure, it's for that damn ghost scepter!" Dick exclaimed irritably, grabbing a camel-haired felt hat, "Not for this tattered hat! Fuck, what's going on here? These damn corpses don't even have a steel hammer on them! Look at this empty place, the paintings on the rock wall are not as good as the graffiti I did when I was 5 years old! Tchaikov, you're here to see this two-thousand-year-old comic strip? Or are you going to take a Loulan dry corpse home and do a ritual for him?! ”
Chen Badai interrupted him: "There are more places in it that have not been explored. ”
"What else could be in there? More frozen zombies? Or is it the army of the undead that the damn old man was talking about? I thought I could pick up a piece of this very historical dress and go back to Paris Fashion Week for the next season, and I had a name in mind - Loulan retro style! ”
"Smack!" Dick still wanted to shout, but he was slapped in the face by Xia Ruobing, this slap could make him sober up and his mouth cleaner.
"Keep searching inside, there will be more records inside." Xia Ruobing said.
"Huh? Three Paths......" Tchaikov remembered that he had just glanced at the side of the passage, and he provoked a wail of the undead, and he couldn't help but feel furious again.
"Let's go separately and meet here after the end." Xia Ruobing took the lead in the middle passage......
"A girl has gotten into a place I dare not go?" Tchaikov felt that this was a shame, he stubbornly followed in, Wang Xingguo just wanted to follow, Xia Ruobing said to him: "You search the left!" ”
Dick wiped his lips, Xia Ruobing actually bleeded his lips just now! He shouted into the passage, "I'll make you all pay!" ”
Mr. Min saw that everyone had gone into the hole separately, and there was no one to go to the passage on the right, he glanced at Dick and got in, Dick didn't want to be alone in this ghost place with this group of dead people, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and followed Mr. Min......