Some people may say that Kadir Khan is also the leader of one side anyway, so it is better to keep it than to kill it, right? At least it can be used to collect ransom and be reused, isn't it?

In fact, in Lao Luo's heart, this guy is really useless, and it will be a disaster to keep it. Now that he still has thousands of newly captured Qarluqs, he hasn't figured out what to do with it, so keep this leader and wait for him to gather manpower to make trouble? What's more, Lao Luo himself doesn't like the Green Cultists, and in his impression, this kind of stubborn single god brain-dead person is unreasonable. As for keeping the ransom, it's even more of a joke, Lao Luo didn't carefully count his collection, but it is conservatively estimated that at least dozens of tons of gold utensils are still available, because of the uncertain amount of "ransom", leaving himself an enemy with a pair of wolf eyes?

Lao Luo is really not so benevolent and full of "public knowledge".

The "history" of the East records that there are thirty-six countries in the Western Regions, in fact, Lao Luo who came all the way to the east didn't care how many countries he experienced along the way, according to his concept, some ethnic groups occupied a big place and began to call themselves countries, in fact, at most they were just city-states similar to South Europa, Ghaznavid and Qarakhanid are just the best of them, and they are all enemies who need to be conquered in the future, not to mention that many of these city-states are still the territory of the Green Sect, thinking of this, Lao Luo will involuntarily think of the experience of later generations, It's really impossible to prosper together.

A few random words to send away the group of subordinates who asked questions, the green eye who had once sat on the throne of the Great Khan of the Qarakhanid Kingdom was quietly hanged, and together with more than a hundred relatives around him, went to worship their Hu Da, as for the gods they saw, Lao Luo Ke couldn't control it.

I can't even explain to the people around me the dangers of the Green Religion and the trend of the inevitable war in the future, and talk about the evolution and changes of religion with these guys around me who focus on killing? Lao Luo really didn't have that tongue in his arms.

In the midst of the triviality and busyness, the time passed quietly for two days, the collection of the spoils finally came to an end, all the dead bodies all over the river beaches and wilderness were buried, and the corpses soaked in the river were also hooked out for burial, the flies flying in the air finally decreased, the rancid smell in the air finally began to dissipate, and the water of the Polo River returned to clear, but still no one was willing to fetch water nearby to drink or wash.

Without him, anyone would feel that the water of the Polo River has an indelible smell of blood.

Fortunately, the Polo River originates from the Tianshan Mountains in the south, and it is not far to the west that you can see the meltwater of the snow-capped mountains at a glance.

In the afternoon, taking advantage of the fact that the water temperature is no longer so cold, Lao Luo took the soldiers of the pro-army team to find a place upstream to prepare for a thorough wash, although the continuous battle for many days is not long, but the whole process is full of tense rhythm, as soon as the battle is over, in addition to excitement, everyone is a little lazy.

The river was murmuring, Lao Luo was wearing only a pair of big shorts, standing in the knee-deep river, using a soft brush to scrub the duke's body, the black cloud next to him stood in the river and stomped in the water while "swishing", and the duke enjoyed a small shaking of his head and tail, obviously these two guys felt a rare sense of relaxation.

Not far upstream from this section of the river is a gravel beach piled up with many large stones, the river is about seventy or eighty meters wide, except for Lao Luo, the surrounding is full of the sound of the soldiers laughing and talking. The river bank is covered with green grass, so that it does not look like the legendary remote and desolate northwest barbarian land, and it is no different from the Jiangnan waterfront in Lao Luo's impression.

Of course, there are still different places, there are no beautiful green peaks in the south, but what catches your eye when you look up is the tall and majestic snow peaks of the Tianshan Mountains.

It is rare to be leisurely, and Lao Luo's mood is also very relaxed, there are not many such days, since the end of the short settlement in Kuzak in the spring, there has been no leisure for three consecutive months.

He, a good hand on the front line, began to get closer and closer to the back camp otaku, every day is a big and small thing that can't be dealt with, sometimes he can't figure out whether he is leading everyone forward, or being pushed by things, just like the river under his feet, if the mountains and rivers have spirits, is it that he wants to get rid of the shackles of the mountains and rivers, or is he abandoned by the mountains and rivers and passively converging down?

Who can see the road of life clearly?

It has been two and a half years since he arrived in this time and space, from doubt to certainty, from speculation to calmness, Lao Luo no longer thinks too much about things, because no matter how much he thinks, it is useless, this world is the same chaotic and complicated world as the time and space where he once existed.

What he can do is not to open his eyes to the world and close his eyes to think about things, but to do things according to his own heart, or to do what he wants.

With such a centaur is not that he has to shoulder the heavy responsibility of any nation, but that a person of his character cannot enjoy the life of his wife and children at all (otherwise how could he enter the circle of mercenaries after leaving the army), as for the result? He had nothing to dwell on - the fate of the Eastern tribe was beginning to go to the deep valley, and everything could not be worse?

The warm June sun on the back may tan people's skin, but who cares? There is a gurgling river at your feet, and because there is no silt on the riverbed, even if the horses step on it, there is no mud, and you can still see the occasional swimming fish in the clear water......

The same leisurely guards have good voices, and they take turns singing the folk tunes of their hometowns, although they may not understand each other's language, but as long as they hear it, they will feel the pleasant charm.

Not far downstream, a few horses' hooves sounded, and another idle guy rushed over. When Lao Luo looked up, he noticed that it was Gonzas, Alke, Cheng Shouru, Stan, Haydn, and a few people with their own soldiers, who also dismounted and began to disassemble the armor on their bodies and the restraints on the horses.

When Lao Luo used a comb to comb the mane on the neck of the mischievous black cloud, several shirtless guys came over. "All idle? Ignore me, take care of your horses! ”

A few guys didn't leave, and they gathered around Lao Luo and laughed.

"Lord, how far east do we have to go?" The first to speak was Gonzas, the hairyest of the men, with half-an inch of hair on his chest and shoulders and arms.

"How so? Want to stop here and not leave? ”

"No, I just think it's good here......" The white bear and the hairy bear scratched at his almost shawl hair.

"It's really good here, but there are too few people...... "Lao Luo didn't think there was anything unreasonable about Gonzas's words, this place is really good, unlike the later generations when a lot of trees were cut down, this place is far from being as dry and barren as the later generations, the Polo River can even be called choppy in some sections, if it is the later generations, this place will definitely become a famous resort mecca, but now? In this era, resources are not the most important, manpower is!

"General, don't be afraid of few people, we can move people from the east!" Cheng Shouru, who was listening, interjected.

"Relocation?" Glancing at Cheng Shouru, Lao Luo didn't know what this guy thought, but he could actually think of such an idea, "Tell me how many people can be relocated?" Who to move? You're not going to arrest someone, are you? ”

No one said anything now, because everyone knew what Lao Luo thought as the leader, this team killed a lot of people and saved a lot of people along the way, and everyone knew that Lao Luo took care of his own race.

"Don't think so much, Gonzas!" Comforting people is not Lao Luo's job, but he is still handy with the necessary explanation, "We have to go east for three or four thousand Roman miles, and then we will settle there, there will be many people, people who will identify with and follow us, and then our group will expand, there will be 100,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,0 ”

There are no difficult words in Lao Luo's words, but everyone thinks it is very magnificent, there are only more than 80,000 people in the team at present, what is the concept of 100,000 million people? Not to mention the tens of millions more...... Whether it is Cheng Shouru, who has lived on the west coast of the Magyar Sea for a long time, or the Europa people who have followed Gonzas, Alker, and Haydn all the way, they all feel a little unimaginable.

Seeing that these guys were ignorant and fell into longing, Lao Luo didn't pay attention to it anymore, tied the mane on the back of Heiyun's neck into a small bun, and when he looked up again, he found that Haydn was looking at his movements in a daze, "Hey, Haydn, how is the condition of the wounded?" ”

"Oh, Lord General, there is nothing wrong with the wounded, except for a few seriously injured, the rest of the people are good, and it is estimated that they will be able to heal their wounds in more than ten days." Medical Officer Haydn and Military Judge Siddenknold had almost the same temper, rigorous, stubborn, and one-on-one in speech.

But Lao Luo still likes such a guy. After taking care of Heiyun's mane, patting its neck and letting it play at will, Lao Luo lowered his head and said to the tall Haydn: "Don't think too much, it's enough to do what needs to be done, I believe in you!" ”

"Yes, Lord! Thank you, Lord! Haydn, a German, had a rare gratitude in his eyes.

Lao Luo doesn't know what sensational words are, and he doesn't bother to say anything that catches people's hearts. For him, if you trust me, you will follow me, and if you don't believe me, go away and don't get in my way. His approach is actually still full of the domineering style of the army, but because of this, many pragmatic guys have gathered, and many guys who like to trick and trick are also working harder, at least for now, there is no room for flatterers around him.

A continuous rumbling voice came from a distance, and the soldiers not far away shouted excitedly: "General! Those people from the private sector are coming......"

A group of almost naked guys jumped up in the river, and the horses walking in the water were also "chirping" and coaxing, which really didn't blame them, the guys who hadn't been close to women for a long time really had some hormonal secretion......

Lao Luo also stood up straight and looked to the west, and he saw a series of black hot air balloons floating in mid-air, and the rumbling sound of the van moving became louder and louder...... After walking a long distance, Lao Luo felt as if he had seen Li Ji's delicate face......

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