The tall figure carried the long soldier and climbed onto the horse.

The guards were gathering, and on the flanks of the middle formation, there were scouts on horseback who were speeding towards this side, and Suriya Poxi frowned, and when the other party approached, the man jumped off his horse: "...... King...... Outside..... south bank of the river....there are ..... and ......"

"What's there? Reinforcements from Shule? ”

The scout was a little anxious and sped up his speech: "It's the Han people, the Han cavalry!" They sent letters to the king......"

"Humph! The Han people's hand is too long, he can't manage his own affairs well, and he still wants to meddle in the affairs of my Western Regions, don't pay attention to them, if you come in a hurry, you will fight together! Suliya Poxi frowned, waved her hand a few times, and suddenly stopped with a pull on the reins, and turned her head: "How many troops did the Han people bring?" ”

"Not many people came........"

"So what are you afraid of.....

While the king of Shache smiled and spoke, the scout then added the words behind: "...... but there are more than 40,000 cavalry behind, listening to the news from outside, the king of Khotan was defeated and surrendered, and the Han people came over this time with more than 100,000 people. ”

Hear such numbers.

The smile became stiff and gradually disappeared, and Suliyapo's fingers trembled, and he beckoned his personal guard: "Order the soldiers in front...... Stop for the time being, surround the Shule army, don't let them out, wait for the Han people to leave, and then continue to kill! After giving the order, he turned his horse to the scout and said, "Go with the Han man who delivered the letter, and I, the king of Shache, will then go to see the general of Shangbang." ”

With the delivery of the order, the fierce fighting gradually stopped, the besieged Shule soldiers were puzzled, the enemy slowed down the rhythm of the attack, but did not retreat, at this time the middle of the battle of the Suliya Poxi with five thousand Shache soldiers, to the south of the riverbank, in the diffuse wind and sand, dense cavalry all over the Gobi gravel, dry grass, the tens of thousands of cavalry arrayed, the people who watched were shocked.

It's just the other party's attire, but Suriya Poxi can see at a glance that he is a steppe person.

"It seems that this batch of Han people who came over is the wolf prince and grandson, I want to see what is so powerful about this legendary person."

Since Emperor Huan, the control of the Han Dynasty in the Central Plains over the Western Regions has been declining, although there are often businessmen to come and go, and I also know that the Han Dynasty is now in civil strife, and the impression of the Han people in the past is only heard in the words of the fathers, after a long time, the memory has become thin, and I can't help but blurt out these words.

"King Shache, Suriya is happy to see the Great General of Shangbang!" He did not dismount with his soldiers, and bowed his hand with his head held high, learning the interests of the Han people, and in the upper echelons of the Western Regions, he was involved in the culture and language of the Central Plains, but the tone of his mouth at this time was not so respectful.

On the opposite side, the big hunting sounded, the Huns rode in the middle, and the knight led by the horse urged the horse to walk out of the half-zhang, looking like he was in his forties, and waved the horsewhip and pointed over: "Then you wait, the army of the wolf king will come later." ”

Suriya Poxi narrowed his eyes, slowly lowered his hands, he has always been unruly, at this moment, the other party's attitude really made him feel uncomfortable, no matter what, he Shache is also a powerful country in the Southern Western Regions, these people have no courtesy.

After thinking for a moment, the horse's hooves of cavalry came to the side and rear, and someone stepped forward and whispered in the ear of Suriya Poshi, and when he looked back, a team of more than a hundred people came to a stop not far away, and the man at the head was shorter, stocky, and bearded, and he also turned his head to look, it was his acquaintance, Shule Guotiman.

Unconsciously holding the handle of the knife at his waist, Suliya Poxi opened his lips slightly, and was about to give an order, when the Hun knight in front of him had already come, Ah Hun Ya stroked the horse's mane, revealing a mouthful of big yellow teeth: "King Shache still don't have any ideas, King Shule is also a guest invited by the Wolf King, if the guest dies, I will be hung up and skinned, and King Shache and your subordinates will have a hard time." ”

"Are you threatening me?"

There is no obstacle to the Chinese language they spoke, Ah Hun spread his palms, smiled and leaned forward a little: "Where did King Shache speak, this is not a threat, but a ......" In the yellowed teeth, the tone was aggravated: "...... The Wolf King's order! ”

Turning around, he rode his horse back to the front of the formation, and looked in the direction to the right: "The two of you are still ready to meet the wolf king." ”

Suriya snorted, and Timan, the king of Shule, followed each other's line of sight, and a stretch of unfolding army seemed to spread endlessly, and the dust raised could be seen miles away.

Soon, a lone horse broke away from the crowd and galloped towards this side, and the man on horseback shouted: "King Shache and King Shule, the governor of my family has been invited, and a banquet will be held for the two of you." ”

"Please, don't keep the wolf king waiting." Ah Hun Ya waved his hand, letting the cavalry phalanx in the rear make a way.

The king of Shule over there nodded, arched his hand at the Huns and thanked him, and was about to go over, when his relatives who followed him whispered: "Wang, will the Han people have an ambush......

"Suriya Po Xi has hit the door, how dangerous can it be to go there than now?"

Timan replied in a low voice, walked past the Shache King and glanced at the other party, and then raised his whip and slapped his horse towards the Han army's main formation, and Suliya Poxi waved away the guards who wanted to stop him, "That guy dares to go, am I not as good as him?" Let's go, come with me, and see what the Han people want to do. ”

Passing through the open phalanx passage, Suriya Poxi led three hundred cavalrymen, not afraid of the countless glances from the left and right, and carried a long-handled round-headed hammer with a fierce momentum, if there was a real conflict, he had the confidence to fight his way out of the encirclement.

Ride through the Hun formation.

The field of vision unfolded in front of him, becoming wider, and the momentum of the drum on his body was also plummeting, the sound of the wind blew in his ears, and what caught his eye was a larger military formation, and the dense crowd from left to right, all the way to the end of the eye, was full of dense people and war horses, just the sound of breathing gathered together, it could be connected into a piece, goosebumps climbed up the back with coolness, and the whole person felt numb in the scalp at this moment.

Huge military array, countless figures, banners, a large banner with Chinese characters stood in front, three Han people used a table on the sand and stone, the tall figure sat in the middle seat, a huge evil man stood next to him, and the king of Nashule had already dismounted a few zhang away and walked over, saluting respectfully.

Suriya took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. Then he also dismounted not far away, let the three hundred cavalry stand guard here, and only brought a dozen or so guards to stride over, and came to the middle and arched his hand, "The king of Shache, Suliya, has seen the governor of Shangbang. ”

"Sit down." Gongsun stopped pouring a handful of wine and raised his hand, "Since the two of you are here, then don't waste time, I intend to re-establish the Western Regions Protectorate, and the two of them immediately stop fighting, what do you think?" ”

"I don't have an opinion on what Shangbang says." Hold your drink with your hands full. Looking at the other side, Suriya Poxi looked at the bronze lord in front of him, and did not mean to stretch out his hand, "Shangbang is inevitably too domineering, this is my matter in the Western Regions......"

When the words were spoken, the first place, Gongsun Zhi closed his eyes, rubbed his eyebrows with his fingers, and whispered: "Long-winded...... 120,000 people have come all the way to listen to your nonsense! ”

The word 'words' fell, and his eyes opened suddenly, and his gaze was cold.

"...... should be solved by myself by the people of the Western Regions, you Han people can't be arrogant because of the number of people......" The words over there were still speaking, and the voice stopped abruptly with the open eyes, as if it had been cut off, and suddenly realized that it was not good, reached out and held the handle of the knife on his waist, and at the same time as he got up and was about to retreat, the huge figure next to the first person waved his thick arm violently-

A black shadow whirled.

There was a thud, followed by a muffled pop, it was the sound of iron cutting into the skull, the red and white liquid splashed on the faces of several guards on the left and right, and the body of the standing Shache King shook and fell down with a bang, the bronze helmet whirled on the ground, the head was almost split, and the crooked eyes were squeezed, staring roundly, a small halberd inserted in the forehead.

The 300-meter cavalry of the Shache Country, and the hands of the more than ten guards between the seats, who had originally stretched out the handle of their swords, quickly retracted them, and stood there stupidly and did not dare to move.

"Timan thanks Shangbang for removing the Sriya Po Xi for my Shule......." Timan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his eyes were somewhat filled with joy, once the Shache Kingdom lost this powerful and barbaric king, he could not be able to reverse it in the future, and include Shache in Shule.

Gongsun Zhi waved his hand indifferently, got up and walked out, stood in the middle and looked at the dead Suriya Poxi, who could no longer die, "How can a dignified country have no king, so let's do it, people are killed by me, and if you don't have a king, I will compensate you for one." His gaze swept over the dozen or so guards, and he stretched out his hand and pointed at one person at random: "It's you, you can sit in the back of King Shache!" ”

The guard who was pointed at opened his mouth wide, looked at Gongsun Zhi, and then looked at his companions on the left and right, but he couldn't make a sound.

"Uh......" Timan hurriedly got up: "Dudu, I'm afraid this is not suitable....."

"What's out of place? In any corner of the Western Regions, if you gather a few hundred or thousands of people, you will dare to claim the king and dominate......" Gongsun Zhi turned around and strode back to the back of the case, raised his cloak, and sat down, "...... I will ensure that this person is king, and whoever does not accept it will not want to live, I said! ”

The palm of his hand raised a finger to the vacant seat: "Sit down!" ”

The guard's head was blank, and as if in a dream, he carefully moved his steps next to the corpse of Suriya Poshi, and sat down tremblingly.

"The people are all together now, my Han Dynasty came for the westward expedition, intending to turn over the green mountains......." Gongsun stopped pressing his hand on the desk, his eyes swept over the two of them, and he was down to business.

"........ you enter the extreme west, you two families will also have to send people and food! Now that we're done with the discussion, let's go back and prepare,"

"Huh?"

Timan looked at the back of the departing and opened his mouth wide.