Lu Yuanliang smiled and didn't speak, he didn't intend to relieve the doubts in Hong Zhi's heart, maybe what Yang Yi brought to Shu couldn't be expressed in words, and only Lu Yuanliang knew what Yang Yi wanted to create, he didn't just want to be a king admired by the world, but to create a prosperous era that could really continue.

Lu Yuanliang was silent for a long time, and suddenly looked up at the majestic and sharp rain outside the tent, and condensed: "Whether he is there or not, the sky in Shuzhong has been branded by him to belong to it." ”

Hong Zhi looked down at the flames burning in the furnace, and the fire burned so vigorously that it seemed as if it would never be extinguished.

"Your Highness lit this fire, and I think we should let it burn further."

Lu Yuanliang said with a smile: "This pile of dry firewood in the Western Regions really needs a fire to burn. ”

"Are we fire?"

"No, the fierce people are fire, we are the waves, the waves that can sweep the world."

Hong Zhi's eyes bloomed with a hint of determination, and he held the sword on his waist in his right hand and said, "When will you go?" ”

Lu Yuanliang turned around and walked back to the front of the case: "Immediately, time is what we lack the most, even if we rush to the Western Regions at the fastest speed, we can't catch up with the footsteps of the fierce people." ”

Hong Zhi nodded and said: "It's very passive, there are not many places in the desert that can stand on it, and the fierce Di people have taken the lead." ”

"Now we can only hope that the ancient country of Gumo can delay as much time as possible."

"As far as I know, there are only 100,000 subjects in Gumo Kingdom, and there are only a few thousand soldiers, and in the face of the menacing fierce people, they are very likely to surrender."

Lu Yuanliang shook his head lightly and said with a smile: "General Hong, have you ever been to the desert?" ”

Hong Zhi denied: "No." ”

"The people in the desert are the same as the yellow sand, soft and delicate on the surface, but in essence tougher than anything." After a pause, Lu Yuanliang said again: "The ancient country of Gumo has a history of thousands of years, and which one is more important, chance or inevitability, maybe only God knows." ”

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The ancient kingdom of Gumo can only be regarded as the last of the sixteen kingdoms in the Western Regions in terms of geography and population, but it miraculously existed in the Sea of Death for a very long time.

The city walls of Gumo City are not high, and they are the most common earthen wall structure in the Western Regions.

Even so, when Yang Yi saw the city standing in the yellow sand as far as his eyes could see, he was almost more excited than when he first saw the Daguang Capital City Diqing, and like everyone who lived for the rest of his life, he danced and remembered, without the slightest scruple of Nimuke's disdainful eyes on the side.

"The sixteen countries of the Western Regions are different in size, race, and appearance, but the people here all have a common characteristic, that is, they can dance, and they are very good at dancing."

Nimuke looked at Yang Yi's awkward "dancing posture" and couldn't help but say, he was afraid that Yang Yi would not be able to control his jumping after he arrived in Gumo City, so that the two of them might be despised by the entire Gumo City.

Hearing Nimuk's words, Yang Yi stopped his awkward dance with some embarrassment, pretended to be calm and patted the yellow sand on his body and smiled: "Isn't this the performance that everyone who sees the light of day in the sea of death should have?" ”

Nimuk took the horse to the side, which was no longer able to run, and replied, "At least not me. ”

Yang Yi shrugged his shoulders and said innocently: "It's the first time I've come to the desert, so it's purely normal to lose my temper at all~"

"Let's go quickly, although you can see Gumo City, but the distance you see in the desert is actually much farther than you think." After speaking, Nimuk no longer paid attention to Yang Yi, and led the horse straight to the city of hope at the end of the desert.

Yang Yi touched his nose a little boredly, and hurriedly followed Nimuke's footsteps.

Nimuk was right, the distance seen by the eyes in the desert was much farther than the mind predicted, and the place that seemed to be accessible in an hour or two took them half a day.

Just when Yang Yi couldn't help but want to ask Nimuk if what they saw was a mirage, a camel caravan slowly walked into Gumo City from the east, and Yang Yi could almost hear the shouts of the merchants in the camel caravan.

The two of them invariably quickened their pace, and hurried to catch up with the footsteps of the camel caravan.

The merchants in the caravan saw that Yang Yi and Nimuke were in rags, their lips were chapped, and the yellow sand in their hair would slide down without taking a step, and they seemed to be able to imagine how the two of them got here, because this kind of person is not uncommon for merchants who walk in the desert all year round.

The merchants did not ask Yang Yi and Nimuk how they got out of the desert, and even did not have any extra greetings other than nodding their heads, and after Nimuk and Yang Yi smiled in return, the merchants threw two water bladders filled with water and a dry, hard naan cake to the two.

Nimuk took the water bladder and naan cake, divided half and handed it to Yang Yi, the two of them devoured it with their heads buried in it, and in the more than ten days they traveled in the desert, their water and food were streamlined and saved to the extreme, and they could only eat and drink openly at this time.

Yang Yi desperately stuffed the dry naan into his mouth, and at the same time raised his head and poured the water in the water bladder into his mouth, knowing that he couldn't stuff it in his mouth, so he chewed it quickly.

"Hmm... This is the best naan I've ever tasted! Yang Yi sighed.

Nimuk didn't speak, for he couldn't speak, too.

Yang Yi hit Nimuke with his elbow and said vaguely, "If you've been hungry for too long, you can't eat too much at once." ”

Nimuke glanced at Yang Yi suspiciously, of course he knew this truth, but Yang Yi himself had no intention of stopping.

Yang Yi swallowed the food in his mouth hard, and said bitterly: "Help each other." ”

Nimuke frowned, happily agreed to Yang Yi's request, and then raised his hand to snatch the remaining naan in Yang Yi's hand, but he didn't mean to stop.

Yang Yi pursed his lips a little reluctantly, but he didn't plan to snatch the naan back again, but set his eyes on the ancient city of Gumo, which was already close in front of him.

From a close-up perspective, Gumo City is bigger than expected, perhaps just because of the unobstructed yellow sand, Yang Yi feels that this city made of earth and stone is very grand.

Soon, Yang Yi and Nimuk followed the caravan to the city gate.

The city gate of Gumo City is not prosperous, the flow of people is very scarce, the people in the city basically will not come here, only the business teams passing through here, and there are very few pedestrians like Yang Yi and them, after all, there are definitely a few people who have the courage to walk into the sea of death alone, and there are only a handful of people who can reach Gumo City alive.