The short-term decision to do was settled, and Lao Luo began to choose the nearest or most convenient route to Baku.

Using a simple theodolite measurement, Lao Luo estimated that the current camp location would not be more than 500 kilometers away from Baku in a straight line, but according to his memory, the east should be the small Caucasus mountain system that was difficult to cross in this era, and in later generations it was the geographical dividing line between Armenia and Azerbaijan, and there was also a plateau water system such as Lake Sevan in the east, although the monks of the temple could be found by the lake as guides, but the large number of camels in the team were obviously not good at crossing the valley, and this route could basically be abandoned.

To the south, it is too far to bypass the Lesser Caucasus mountain system, and Lao Luo does not want to make contact with the Turks too early for the time being.

Then the only way to look north, between the Lesser Caucasus and the Greater Caucasus, is to find a suitable terrain and go directly to the east, where Lao Luo remembers that it was later called the Kolshida Lowlands, which is a part of Georgia, and is currently estimated to be the residence of some mountain people or small principalities.

At this time, Al Hesian could not help, he was already fascinated by the tall snow-capped mountains in the distance, and he held the telescope and looked around all day.

Li Ji, who was guarding Lao Luo's side, watched with some curiosity as Lao Luo fiddled with a strange thing, which was actually the simple theodolite, "Third brother, what is that thing?" What are you doing? ”

"Well, ...... this" and a fire girl who doesn't have a little geographical knowledge to explain the latitude and longitude? Lao Luo estimated that he couldn't understand what he said with a dry mouth, "I can't understand it for a while, I have time to talk to you when I go back, I'm calculating how it is more convenient to get to Baku." ”

"Well, I remember the mountain road to the north that I walked with Uncle Ah and Uncle Longping last year," Li Ji recalled, "It seems that from east to northwest there are continuous snow-capped mountains, and when the Hilfans led the way, I remember walking through very flat valleys." ”

"Sylvan? Siniang, are you talking about Sylvane? Lao Luo heard a familiar term.

"That's right, after the fall of the Samanid dynasty, many of the Samanids, the Persians you mentioned, moved to Sylvan, and we went there with them, and Baku is just a major gathering place, and it's close to the sea, I like it." Li Ji now speaks a little like Lao Luo's tone, especially when she recounts a thing, she says it in detail, mainly to let Lao Luo understand the specific situation in the local area.

Lao Luo patted his head, and then remembered that during this period, how could Baku become a big city, the Sylvan Plain was also a famous geographical term in Azerbaijan in later generations, but according to what Li Ji said, the entire Transcaucasia should be under the jurisdiction of the Bagrat family, the Eastern Romans (Byzantines) have not yet conquered here, and the Seljuks are just testing in this direction, and David IV, who is very famous in Georgian history, has not yet been born.

Although he didn't know much about the history of this area, Lao Luo's later generations had escorted some scientists here, and he suddenly remembered a noun and asked Li Ji casually: "Siniang, have you heard of this place in Demanisi?" ”

"Demanisi?" Li Ji sat on the thick carpet, dragging her chin, and thought for a while, "It seems that I remember that the Samanid people said a Demanisi Canyon, and you are talking about this, right?" ”

"That's right, that's it, let's go to Baku via the Demanisi Canyon." Lao Luo was very happy, and finally found a familiar place name, and he didn't have to go a long way with headaches. In this place, some ancient primitive skulls have been unearthed in later generations, and the academic community calls the owners of those skulls Demanisi, and the scientists who Lao Luo once guarded went to that place for archaeology, so Lao Luo is quite familiar with the terrain near Demanisi, even if it is separated by thousands of years, the customs and customs are different, but there are always some veins that can be found vaguely.

According to the position determined by the theodolite, Lao Luo knew that as long as he walked directly to the north-east, he could quickly find Demanisi, and then he ran directly east along the canyon to the Sylfan Plain to reach the destination of the near section - Baku.

As for why he didn't seek a guide or a fellow caravan, the reason was actually very simple, Lao Luo didn't want to get involved in the inexplicable disputes in the local area, so as to delay the trip. Because he has begun to get a little tired of this kind of non-stop walking, running non-stop for more than a year, without time to rest, makes him feel a little psychologically tired.

As for the caravans encountered along the way, needless to say, each other is just passers-by, in this era, it is too late to be vigilant, where will they accept companionship? Especially Lao Luo's team doesn't look like a normal caravan, the caravan encountered along the way always avoids the opportunity to meet at the first time, even if it can't be avoided, it will keep as far away as possible, and even a good communicator like Helton is difficult to win people's trust.

Fortunately, the route was decided, and the rest of the matter was easily solved.

Before starting to continue on the road, the rest are trivial, in fact, the most troublesome thing is the logistics thing, the rare thing is that Stan, a big guy, looks like a berserker when fighting, but when he is in charge of logistics affairs, he is very organized, which makes Lao Luo can't help but be glad that he was lucky when he was selected.

There were too many logistical chores, food, clothing, shelter and transportation for everyone, the collection, storage and disposal of the booty, and a large part of the work, and the most troublesome work was the maintenance of the horses and camel teams.

The captive Qarluqs seem to have resigned themselves to their fate, and are now regularly managed to take care of the animals—there are now more than four hundred horses and more than a thousand camels in the ranks, which is not a small number. Gladiators were not good at herding horses, and now with these Qarluqs, the work was much lighter.

The reason for mentioning the Qarluq people again is because Lao Luo asked Su Mi Firo about some things again, and this plug-in-nosed cypriot knows the times, even in the face of Ge Shulie, a former loser, he has no arrogant behavior.

Through the dialogue between the two parties, Lao Luo has some understanding of this unlucky guy, this corn Philo should be a marginalized guy by the Qarluqs, he is not harsh, and he has some reputation in the stepping strength department, but it is limited to stepping on the strength. In the large community of three tribes, the strength of the Tharlu tribe has shrunk the most, and the most powerful is the assassination department, which was the one who led the betrayal of the Tang people back then, and it is this assassination department that has attacked and destroyed the Geshu tribe now.

It is said that Corn Philo is unlucky, Geshulie, these people from the Goshu tribe, are actually slaves brought by others in the caravan, and they basically have nothing to do with him, he is just involved by the clan, and that clansman is actually not a person who steps on strength, and now that the unlucky ghost has been killed, looking for the remnants of the Goshu tribe still needs to go to the Seven Rivers Valley to investigate.

Only Goshulie, a somewhat cowardly man, now has Stan under him to maintain weapons, and occasionally take care of camel teams, which are all jobs he is good at, maybe when he returns to the East to settle down, his blacksmith profession can make a difference, I don't see any expectations at the moment. His son Goshya was given the name of Geshuhao, and several of the children of Goshubu were often trained by Gonzas, which was worth cultivating.

There are actually a lot of trivial things that need to be done by Lao Luo, the main thing is about people, a few people have been whipped, cultivated for a day, writing a review is a troublesome thing, and it is not good to bite the pen, so a few people have to get together to ask Lao Luo for mercy.

Looking at the four guys who were guarding in front of Lao Luo with a distressed face, Lao Luo couldn't help but be a little funny, remembering the distress he had when he was a recruit, but although he was sympathetic, the rules couldn't be broken, "What's the matter, the whip didn't hurt you?" ”

"Third uncle, the whip will pass after enduring, but this review book is really ...... I don't know how to write it. Cui Shibalang, who has always been sharp-tongued, spoke first.

"That's right, boss, don't talk about this thing, I haven't recognized so many words." Naga muttered quietly beside him, not at all like his usual voice.

"Yes, boss, spare us this time." Mnachi, a fairly smart fellow, is also following the crowd.

The remaining Nuralman was in a lower tone, "Boss, it's not easy to write this text, and I didn't have this rule when I was in Azhar." ”

"What can I say about you," Lao Luo's face straightened, "You are the first to follow me, so you must set an example for everyone, and you can't take the lead in violating discipline, right?" ”

The four guys were silent for a moment.

Lao Luo is actually very tired of long speeches, but at this time he can't help but say, "Eighteen Lang is smart and clever, but he is a little easy and disgusting, right?" Naga is brave and martial, but he is a little impetuous, and he is not careful enough, right? Mnachi is meticulous and diligent, but lacks the courage to take charge of himself, right? Then Nuralman, you have studied in Al-Azhar, you have the style and knowledge, but you disdain the use of force, there is nothing wrong in peace, but in the face of war, how do you protect yourself? ”

A naming comment, so that the four guys who originally thought they were good all lowered their heads, no one has ever commented on them bluntly in person, Lao Luo's statement is equivalent to directly saying the characteristics of each person, although Lao Luo is not their nominal division commander, but in fact there is no difference.

In Lao Luo's view, the four young people all have the value of training, at least they can learn lessons and change their mistakes, not the kind of elm pimple that can't listen to words, nor is it a little chicken belly that can't listen to people's words. Of course, if it was that kind of guy, he would have to give up training them.

"In the future, when you come to the East, it is very likely that you will have to stand alone, or lead the army, or calm the people, is it like this and only know how to fight and kill? If you can't write letters, who will obey you? Naga and Mnachi, is it harder to learn a language than it is for you to chase lions on the steppe? Eighteen Lang, do you remember your grandfather's expectations? Nurralman, remember your uncle's teachings? Lao Luo's words can be said to be bitter, and it is a description of the future, and it is talking about their relatives, which can be regarded as pulling and beating.

The four boys who were no more than twenty years old stood with their heads bowed, their eyes were red, of course, the two black guys couldn't see it, but Lao Luo, who was sitting, could see that the moisture in their eyesight was increasing.

"Okay, the review book must be written, the importance of discipline must be clearly written, the experience of each person must be written, no plagiarism is allowed, the text is taught by the eighteenth, the time can be extended a little, but when I get to Baku, everyone must give me what they write." Lao Luo didn't care about himself, and directly made the final decision to drive a few guys away.

Olki, who stayed by Lao Luo's side, watched this scene and was silent.