That night in Lao Luo's camp was peaceful, but the night in Erzurum was not at all peaceful.

In addition to the sound of soldiers running in the Erzurum military city, the merchant camp outside was also very chaotic. The warriors on duty at night can clearly see the flickering of firelight in the distance, as well as the neighing of people, or angry shouts, or incoherent inexplicable language, and the occasional low **.

Lao Luo did not let anyone go out to inquire about anything, but ordered the camp to be guarded, and all who came close, not even Erzurum's soldiers, or innocent people who were hunted down for help, were to be shot. At this time, no one blamed Lao Luo for being unkind, even if he was a somewhat conservative person like Li Zhan. Lao Luo and the others are just passing by, and there are only more than 100 people, and the battle with the local area is an act of thinking.

Fortunately, although there was a fight in the distance, those people seemed to know that the new Lao Luo and his gang were not easy to get along with, but no one ran to the vicinity of the camp to find trouble.

As for the prying eyes from afar, it is inevitable.

But this has nothing to do with the people in the camp, and Lao Luo is also stuffy in the tent to summarize the things and gains of the past few days of losing himself. In fact, there are not many things, but it is a matter of driving away or eliminating several waves of bandits, because of the concern for Lao Luo's safety, although the actual speed of the team is not fast, but it does not delay any journey, and the trip to the east is not a matter of urgency in a day or two can solve the problem.

Resuming his thoughts, Lao Luo found that he didn't have the impatient mentality he had a few days ago, and he was no longer so out of place with this world, at least in the original, he wouldn't hold Li Ji all the way forward. As for whether he can return to his original time and space, he no longer cares about it, time and space travel This kind of thing is not as simple as going to the neighbor's house, and he came to this world inexplicably, and his blind impatience is likely to get twice the result with half the effort, and in the end, he will lose himself without achieving anything, which is the saddest thing in life.

It is sometimes difficult to say that the aftermath of war is a thing that later generations of scientific concepts are classified as mental illness, but there is no specific solution. However, after losing himself for a short time this time, Lao Luo felt clear-headed, and some old things were also vividly remembered, as for the cruel battlefield killings in the past, although they still touched his heart, he no longer had the mentality of making himself angry, but had the idea of breaking life and death.

Maybe this is the beauty of Taoist cultivation, life and death, different journeys. It is also just like the Buddhist saying that the most important thing is to make a raft of the body and reach the other side of the mind. As for what is on the other side, maybe it's just nothing, maybe it's freedom, which is not something that Lao Luo can touch. At this point, what was once hesitant has long been overthrown by Lao Luo, whether it is superstition or science, the method and theory that can really unravel the mystery is the rule of the world, and everything is right for me to use. The cruelty that once caused the sequelae of the Lao Luo War has now become indifferent, and those close comrades-in-arms may be wandering in another world, and no one can verify it.

All the souls in the world are like fish swimming in water, or east, south, west, or shallow water, deep water, rushing around and training. The crazy old Luo gradually fell asleep, this was his best sleep in recent years.

The noise gradually subsided, only the bonfire burned quietly, and of course there might be something else in the unknown places in the distance, but all of them did not interfere with the sleeping people or the snow-capped plateau where the snow-capped mountains stood. The hustle and bustle alternates with calm until the end of the night, when the sky is white.

It's the end of March, but the temperature on the plateau is still very cold, and it is only after sunrise that it begins to warm up. The location of Erzurum, since it was later called the cold pole of Turkey, is naturally famous for its coldness. Not only on the high mountains in the distance, but also on many flat fields outside the camp, there was also a snow that had not melted, and everyone who had been running for several days did not get up early, put on thick leather jackets, and began a busy new day.

Speaking of everyone's leather jackets, Lao Luo's current space is huge, and the things contained in it are even more varied, in addition to property, treasures, books, seeds, clothing, food, wine, weapons, tools, and even crude oil, wood, etc., in addition, the trophies on the road, as well as the rare things that are occasionally encountered are collected by Lao Luo into the space. Most of the time, Lao Luo will avoid everyone, and sometimes he doesn't hide that a few people in his henchmen know. Of course, they just know that their master has the ability that others can't, and Lao Luo's explanation won't have it.

El Hess En, Li Zhan, Zhang Lu, everyone knows Lao Luo's ability to collect supplies, but no one has ever asked, they are all smart people, everyone is a cooperative friend or clansman, but Lao Luo's ability is private, asking is snooping, this kind of thing without a bottom line will not be asked. Li Ji, who is the only intimate point, also knows Lao Luo's secret, but this fire girl is far more measured than the beautiful girls in later generations, she only needs to know that the man she likes has the secret, as for the man's secret, there will always be a day when she will know it.

The furs were actually partly supplies prepared in Athens, but also in exchange for goods in Smyrna. The soldiers who live in southern Europe all the year round have some novelty to change into these clothes, and their favorite is not Li Jiao and these female dependents, but Naga and Munachi from Africa and Cui Shibalang.

In addition to the novelty of the clothes, they were delighted by the nearby snow, which could be touched nearby. There is no snow in East Africa, and although you can see the white of Kilimanjaro, no one is bored to climb the mountains just to see the snow.

There is very little snow in March, but there is still a lot of snow near Erzurum on the plateau that has not melted, and after breakfast, everyone is busy with specific things, and the rest of the people who rarely see snow are free, of course, safety is still the first premise.

Lao Luo led a dozen men to smash their feet on the ground at the edge of the valley in the camp, and then fixed the ropes the thickness of two thumbs, and fell all the way down the steep mountain wall to the valley floor.

In fact, it is said that it is a valley, the front of the camp is a highland, from the cliff down the valley bottom about 30 meters, the other side is a few hundred meters away from the U-shaped gentle upward foothills, out of the snow everywhere, there is a small stream at the bottom of the valley bottom, according to the topography should be regarded as a collection of alpine snowmelt, but the weather is cold, the flow of the stream is not large, but also not clear, there is a strange smell, the snow on the ground on both sides is not thick, the snow surface is uneven, occasionally show some melting gaps, A variety of strange shapes of white or yellowish bone are exposed in the gaps.

Lao Luo asked people to turn over the snow on the surface of several places, only to find that most of the bones in the snow layer were human ribs or leg bones, and the remaining concave and convex places were obvious, and the stones under the bulge were mostly human skulls, and in addition to the dry bones under the snow layer, there were also corpses that had not decomposed, and now they were just frozen, so there was no smell of corpses.

When I looked closely, I found that everyone knew that there were similar scenes in the distance.

There are still some damaged tattered clothes in the gaps between the bones, which should be a mixture of Arabs and Persians, and occasionally you can see fragments of discarded weapons with no recycling value.

These are all the wreckage that was pushed here after the battle, because the marks of slashing or heavy weapon strikes can be seen from the scars on the bones.

"The gods are above, how many people must have died!" Alki, who also followed Lao Luo down to check, couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

"When I came down yesterday, I estimated that this canyon is very long, and the snow layer like this is about four miles." Alker replied with a grim expression, "A conservative estimate is that tens of thousands of bones are here. ”

Lao Luo was a little silent, the scene in front of him is difficult to imagine in the later generations, but these bones are covered by the snow, and when the snow melts, the bones below are estimated to be at least three or four layers, and the four miles that Alke said are four Roman miles, that is, the section of more than six kilometers is full of bones, that kind of scene should be more terrifying than the African cannibal valley seen in later generations, and it is also more deterrent than the ancient religious altars in Europe.

I don't know why Elgulum's defenders didn't bury the bones, maybe because they didn't have the hands to do such a thing, maybe because the climate was cold and hard, and the biggest possibility was to keep these as a deterrent, thinking that the latter factor might be greater in this era.

But aren't they worried about causing a plague? Lao Luo suddenly understood why the stream next to it was muddy, because the stream washed away some mud and rotting minced meat, and the strange smell was the smell of rotting corpses.

Going up to the cliff and returning to the camp, Lao Luo called the leaders of all the soldiers over, "I don't know if you still have an impression of the war, just now I went to the bottom of the valley next to me to take a look, there are a lot of bones, at least tens of thousands of bones." ”

Gonzas, who didn't check it out, and Stan and Sidyknold, all looked shocked.

"I would like to remind everyone that from here until my hometown, there will rarely be peaceful areas on the road, please pay attention to our travel patterns, remind your subordinates, and when you set off again, everyone must keep fighting." Lao Luo's words are in contrast to the laxity of the previous journey, the focus is on the task of West Dick Nord, although it is only a small team, but discipline must be there.

Everyone who understood the seriousness of the matter naturally agreed, and Sidenk Nord asked with some doubts: "Master, do you mean that we don't deal with anyone on the road?" ”

"No, of course not. The state of battle is the enforcement of wartime discipline, and we must be vigilant against anyone we encounter during the march, which means that even those who are doing business with us with a smile must be aware that the other party may wield a knife in an instant. ”

"You're saying that businessmen can also use knives to cut people?"

"Yes, not only the merchants, but also the herdsmen they meet on the road. In the wasteland or on the steppe, there is no difference between merchants, herdsmen, armies and nobles and bandits. ”

Lao Luo's words caused a sigh, and these warriors, even Stan from Northern Europe and the Norman Siedeknord, were influenced by Roman society - the laws of the Romans, although imperfect, at least had common rules. Siedok Nord couldn't help but ask: "Master, is there no law in the eastern world?" ”

"There is a law in my hometown, but on the road before that, it is a complete law of the jungle, and strong people represent justice, understand?"

"Yes, master" Whether they understand it or not, everyone at least knows that Lao Luo never lies.

After announcing this, Lao Luo drove everyone to go about his own business, and he was going to write a book about wartime regulations as a general rule in the future. But Alk didn't leave, and told Lao Luo something, and the group of Qarluqs that Ankara met was in the open space on the other side of the military city.