Chapter 822: The Great Han Banner
The affairs of Thousand Eyes City were like a northwest wind, and they soon blew away in the desert Gobi. The word "Pen & Fun" & "Pavilion www.biquge.info Devil was pressed by the people of the Western Regions on the person who killed the five hundred soldiers of Thousand Eyes City with the strength of one person. At first, no one knew who the man was, and they weren't even sure if it was human. However, with the destruction of several small cities such as Thousand Eyes, Gunma, and Five Dragons, the news naturally increased.
Amir said that he saw the man, and it was indeed a man, single-handedly, rushing into the formation of a great crowd of soldiers, who were as fierce as papier-mΓ’chΓ©, like a lion entering a flock of sheep to be slaughtered by the man. And Amir repeatedly emphasized that that person can magic, killing people can fill him inside, as long as he kills him, your power will become his.
Wu Muli said that the man led a team, and the words embroidered on the banner were not Western Regions or Xiongnu characters, and the flag was black, and no one used a black flag in the entire Western Regions. Tiehuali said that he knew that character, which was the Chinese character, the Chinese character of the Han Dynasty. Only then did everyone suddenly realize that it was the Han people, and there were such brave people among the Han people.
Since the news has become more and more accurate and clear. The Han envoy's convoy didn't have to stay overnight in Xiaoxing, nor did it have to be sneaky. As long as someone sees the flag with red letters on a black background from a distance, everyone who can run will run, and those who can't run will kneel on the side of the road, so that they can show humility and easy-going. Whether or not they had the ability to defend their cities, they all opened their gates to welcome the Han envoys. The most arrogant horse thief in the Western Regions also avoided this team of old and weak people when he saw it, he didn't want his men to die in vain.
Laifu is now the leader of this team, a bloody horse, a halberd, walking at the forefront with his head held high. Zhang Tong followed closely with the banner of the Great Han. The dilapidated carriage was replaced by a warm and comfortable carriage, and the clothes were also replaced with warm and beautiful ones. Zhang Qian sat in the carriage, wearing a fur coat and holding a scepter, and he felt that he had never looked like a messenger like he had been in the past few days.
Wu Pu walked last, and he took a dozen people to guard the top priority of the entire team, grain and grass. If you want to go back without these things, you can't do it, some of these grains and grass are grabbed, and some are sent by those city lords, anyway, there are more than they were pulled out of Chang'an when they came. Although Wu Pu still complained a little on his lips, he felt good in his heart, and he smiled a little at Laifu.
Mo Yu stood on the snowfield in the distance, quietly watching all this. It shouldn't have been that way he had imagined. In his mind, the team should have been exhausted, or at least suffering heavy casualties. But what he saw was the high fighting spirit and the courage of the high, especially the flag flying in the wind, which made him the most uncomfortable.
The flag of the Han Dynasty, the flag of the Han Dynasty flying high, the flag of the Han Dynasty that runs rampant in places like the Western Regions. Everywhere he passed, everyone gave way to him, and some even bowed down. Mo Yu didn't understand, could it be because Laifu alone captured a few inconspicuous cities and killed a few horse thieves who didn't have long eyes? You must know that their Mo family has done a lot more things in the Western Regions than these, at least they have the final say in the entire country of Shanshan.
The ink rain did not pass, but only stood in the distance and watched quietly. Watch the flag enter the city, watch the flag fly high above the city. Hearing the cheers of the people in the city, I don't know when the people of the Western Regions actually liked the Han people so much. Mo Yu doesn't like this, at least he doesn't like the blessings like the gods, thinking that they were all the way at the beginning, how did the kung fu change in a blink of an eye.
Zhang Qian likes the current rhythm very much, and he, the Han envoy, has finally won the respect of the people of the Western Regions, at least in front of him. The name of the Han envoy has spread for hundreds of miles in the vicinity, and everywhere he passed, some people said that he was the messenger of the Han Dynasty. The lord of the city treated him like a guest, and the commoners treated him like a god and Buddha. Of course, Zhang Qian also knew that all this was given by the young man who walked at the front of the team, and others bowed to him, but it was not him.
There is worship and hatred, and the pomp and circumstance of the Han envoys amazed the people, but caused hatred among some city lords and upper classes. But they did not dare to show it, at least not to say it. Because they still have their families, and they still have the city, and once they anger that devilish character, the tragedy of Thousand Eyes City will befall them, and they will endure it for a while.
There is a group of people who do not have such worries, they are horse thieves, and they are also the most ferocious horse thieves in the Gobi Desert. Mo Yu is with Xiao Hu'er now, they met halfway through. The two parties are also acquaintances, and they both want to come to see the Tianwei of the Han envoy, so they naturally go together.
"It's really powerful, much stronger than when I first went." Liu Hong had a sneer on his face, and behind him were three hundred of the most powerful men.
Mo Yu kept looking ahead: "Where are you going to do it?" Not far east from here is the Tien Shan, which is a good place. β
Liu Hong shook his head: "Everyone knows that it is a good place, then it is not a good place, although the Tianshan Mountains are good, there are naturally the most horse thieves, if we don't make a move before others do it, then there will be nothing for us." β
"Are you going to kill people and rob money, or do you just rob money and not kill people, or do something else?"
Liu Hong laughed: "Do something else, what does Brother Mo mean by anything else?" β
Mo Yu didn't speak. Liu Hong turned his horse's head and ran towards the snow with a laugh, followed by three hundred men, led by a bearded man who also held a large flag in his hand, with red characters on a black background, and blood-red Chinese characters were particularly eye-catching. Mo Yu also turned his horse's head, glanced back at the brightly lit Thousand Eyes City, sighed and followed Liu Hong.
The lord of Thousand Eyes City was very hospitable, and he respected the Han envoys, not only arranged comfortable accommodation, sent exquisite food, but also gave a lot of Gobi specialties when he left. The convoy had three more vehicles, and Wu Pu was very happy, and when he left Thousand Eyes City the next day, he deliberately asked people to tie those things up a little stronger. Under the courtesy send-off of the city lord of Thousand Eyes, the convoy of the Han envoy Zhang Qian set off again.
A night's rest made Laifu full of energy, and the fiery red cloak was specially prepared by Zhang Tong, and it was indeed very majestic to wear on his body. But in this kind of weather, if you don't wrap your cloak tightly and let the cold wind pour into your body from under the nail leaves, you won't be able to go far and it will turn into a popsicle. Laifu wanted to wrap his cloak tightly, but Zhang Tong hurriedly stopped it, telling Laifu to at least let these people from the Western Regions see the demeanor of the mighty general of the Great Han.
With a lot of money, there are not many young and strong troops who can't go fast, let alone march in the snow. I finally walked out three or five miles, the people were fine, but the livestock were already tired. This section of the road is very difficult to walk, and the snow is covered with transported sand, and even if a hard shell freezes out, it will shatter immediately when you step on it, and it is completely unable to withstand the force, let alone the heavy vehicles.
It was white all around, and only the flag of the Great Han was flying high. Today's flag is held very high, and it can be seen from afar. Lang Ri suddenly woke up and looked around vigilantly. Last night the child was playing too crazy, and he went to bed in the second half of the night, and he didn't wake up when he set off in the morning, and he suddenly woke up and didn't know what was wrong.
Zhang Qian looked at Lang Ri: "What's wrong?" β
Lang Ri frowned and listened carefully for a long time: "Sir, I heard the horse barking, not far to the east. β
"Oh?" Zhang Qian immediately listened attentively, but heard nothing. But Zhang Qian had no righteousness, he was born and died in the Western Regions, and he still had the vigilance he should have, so he hurriedly ordered people to find blessings.
Rifle listened to Lang Ri and asked, "Are those people in front of us or behind?" β
"Earlier, they deliberately kept the horses silent, hundreds of them!" Lang Ri Xianbao generally said the same thing as what he heard.
Zhang Tong was a little anxious: "What else, can you finish it in one breath?" You kid, you're dying! β
Laifu's face was gloomy, and Lang Ri hurriedly shook his head: "No, I know so much." β
Zhang Qian touched Lang Ri's head twice dotingly, looked up and said to Laifu: "What should I do?" It seems that they are coming for us, with the old man's understanding of the Western Regions, there should be no horse thieves in this Fenglingdu, the sand here is fine and soft, the war horses can't run, and the advantages of horse thieves can't be played here, so they will never rob here! β
Laifu nodded slightly: "That means it's not an ordinary horse thief, it must be coming for us." β
"Since it's coming for us, let's kill it, with the martial arts of the son, how many horse thieves will die!" Zhang Tong didn't take this matter to heart at all, and now Laifu is the god of war in his heart.
Zhang Qian smiled: "When the manpower will eventually be immortal, Lai Gongzi can no longer fight without sleep these days, three hundred horse thieves is not a small number, and we can't meet anyone to fight a big battle, sometimes outwitting is the best policy." β
Laifu thought about it, suddenly smiled, and after saluting Zhang Qian, he turned to Zhang Daodao: "Go, raise the flag of the big man a little higher, so that those Xiaoxiao can see clearly!" β
Zhang Tong's eyebrows fluttered and he shouted to find the flag. Rifle shook his head slightly and rode towards the back team. The convoy came to a sudden halt, and Wu Pu sensed a problem. Seeing Laifu coming over, Wu Pu hurriedly greeted him: "But what's the matter?" β
Laifu nodded: "Maybe we have to go separately!" β
"Why are there still people who are going against us these days?"
Laifu nodded: "And the people who came this time are very unusual, these people have a firm goal, and they have already set up a formation for us, just waiting for us to get in." β
"Then fight with them, let these horse thieves see, our Han army is not afraid of anyone!"
Laifu hurriedly stopped and shook his head: "No, I have made a plan with the Han envoy, I need you to take people and materials to change the route immediately, and leave the rest to me!" β
"You're still going to break in?!"
Laifu smiled: "It's not impossible to break through, it's just three hundred horse thieves, it's far worse than Thousand Eyes City!" β