The crimson fireworks suddenly rose from the ground, billowing black smoke into the sky.

Looking down from Buzhou Mountain, I saw sparks on the ground within a radius of thousands of miles; If you put aside the background of this war, the qiē in front of you will feel very spectacular, but Altai is not in the mood to enjoy such a beautiful scenery, because he knows that among the sparks under the mountain is his home, his old head, his gentle wife, and his own ignorant doll.

"Nicky, Mommy!"

Altai shouted the names of his wife and mother, and rushed down the mountain, the thorns cutting through his clothes and trousers and digging deep into his flesh, but he felt no pain, and all he thought about was what happened to his people. Wife and children may have escaped this catastrophe? It's not even time to think about why those mysterious people would let themselves go.

When Altai stumbled back to the Horde, he could hardly believe his eyes. The once familiar grassland had turned into a scorched black land, and all the familiar people were lying in pools of blood, with arrow marks everywhere on the ground, on the trees, and even on the stones on which the grass was pressed, and all the tents had been burned. Altai's eyes were red, and he saw some small bodies lying in some of the half-burned tents, and the deepest fear was revealed in those eyes that had once been innocent.

"Mud Deed Day! Mommy! Mulberry knot! Aza fine! ”

"Baa-baa"

A lamb who somehow escaped the catastrophe carefully jumped out of the pile of stones, and when he saw Altai, it was like seeing a relative, and bleated around him. Altai recognized at a glance that it was the little lamb called 'Meat', which had been delivered by Nichri half a month earlier, and now that the lamb was still there, where was his dear Nichri? Stroking the lamb's head. Altai was a little afraid to look at the dilapidated tent in front of him. The tent had been burned down to the brim. But he could still vaguely make out the patterns on the tent. It was a pattern of the god of light embroidered by Nichiri himself, and there was a little black blood stain in the center of the pattern, which I remember was left by Nichiri accidentally pricking his finger.

The lamb is not sensible, Altai can deliberately turn his head, but he wants to look for his mistress, looking at the tent, the lamb jumps out of Altai's arms, bleating into the broken tent. Here lay her mistress and little master, but why did the mistress's face turn black? Why didn't the little master ignore it? Feeling left out, the lamb bleated aggrievedly, as if he were coquettish to Altai.

"Nichiri, Mama, Wuma, Azha, Sangjie!"

Altai finally couldn't help but rush into the tent, and when he saw four charred corpses of different sizes, the strong Cypriot man fell to the ground crying like a child, and after crying for a long time, Altai suddenly stood up and raised his arms diagonally above his head. Facing the sky, he raised his head to the sky and roared, and the terrible whistling sound was transmitted far away. Like a wounded lone wolf!

"O demon from the West, I have written down hatred as deep as the sea and as high as the sky. Altai will dedicate life to the light and fight you to the death! O my mother, my wife, my children, tell witness of your souls! ”

"Baa" the lamb looked at Altai in tears, as if he suddenly understood something, gently jumped into the arms of the man, stretched out his little tongue and gently licked the back of Altai's hand.

The next morning, Altai finally wiped away his tears, picked up his lamb and carried two bags of arrows on his shoulder, and walked away step by step. He didn't know where to look for the clan's legendary 'Lightbringer', so he had to look for the East. That's where the sun rises, and if the God of Light sends an envoy to save the grasslands of the Western Regions, he will definitely come from the east!

Tragedies like the Altai were not only staged among the Altai tribes, but in two days and nights, the city on the eastern side of Buzhou Mountain was robbed together, in addition to some of the forces close to Persia, the Shanjung, Bairong, Xirong, Qiangrong, Shantujung, and Scythian Sai people were attacked by the Persian army almost at the same time, except for a few stronger tribes that could barely support the land, most of them were swept to the ground, and the tribes collapsed and fled everywhere.

Even Bai Dong didn't expect that the Chengkou Zhurong would be so vulnerable, in fact, the Persians also have to thank Sun Bin and Syald to be so, since Sylde killed the king of Saizhong, there is no strong force in the Chengkuo area, no one suppresses the major tribes, and they are constantly fighting with each other, and then they were deceived by Bai Dong's wool economy Many young and strong people of many clans ran to Daqin, the money is more than before, but the strength of the tribe is greatly reduced. This time, Alibaba's army of Huazim Province reached 80,000 people, and it was like a landslide and tsunami. It's not easy to last two days and nights.

"The city area has now become a terrifying hell, just like in the story you told me, teacher, if we send troops at this time, we can help some tribes, and help establish the prestige of Lao Qin. But I don't understand, why the army is marching so slowly, is it because these Wei soldiers deliberately delay and can't help? If that's the case, I can lead the armies of the Bai and Meng families to rush there first, and I will definitely win in one battle!" ”

The purpose of the Persians is not only the Western Regions, but also the huge interests of Lao Qin in the Western Regions, which is like the hegemony of Russia ~ the United States in the later generations, which is intended to be the oil of the Middle East, and who is the Western Regions now? It's Bai Dong, the Xijun! Of course, he couldn't sit idly by and watch his people suffer from the war, so after the Persians crossed the Pamir Plateau and invaded the Western Regions, Bai Dong ordered an army, 30,000 soldiers plus the elite of the Meng and Bai families, a full 40,000 troops marched westward, and for a while the military flag was despicable and the war horses neighed.

"You have studied the Gewu class, Wu Yuan should have told you, the air pressure in the high-altitude plateau area is lower than the standard atmospheric pressure, and Lao Qin's rice and wheat can only reach nine ripeness. This is not the key, most of the soldiers of Wei and Qin are accustomed to living in the plain area, and they can barely adapt to it in the eastern and central parts of the Western Regions, but once they enter the plateau area, they will have all kinds of adverse reactions, and their combat effectiveness will be severely reduced; The Persian soldiers under Ali Baba lived in the area of Khizm, they were dressed in sackcloth armor and could adapt well to the plateau, but we could not do it, if we fought them in a decisive battle in the city area, even if we could barely win, we would suffer heavy casualties."

With Sun Bin and Pang Juan, the two great soldiers and celebrities, Bai Dong is too relaxed, sitting on the chariot moving forward steadily, holding a large bowl of chilled grapes in his hand, tasting grapes along the way while enjoying the beautiful scenery of the Western Regions, which makes people feel that they are traveling rather than fighting; Bai Dong threw two grapes into his mouth and motioned for Sylde to eat a few too, because the general couldn't hold his breath so much.

"Haven't you and Senior Brother Sun been studying 'sports warfare' recently? The essence of sports warfare is not just your own sport, isn't that used as a donkey? It is also necessary to move the enemy, lure the enemy to move, or even make him have to move. The plateau is not suitable for our army to fight, so go slowly, and wait until the Persians come down from the plateau, they did not come to the Western Regions to occupy the poor and lonely area of the city outline, then it is better to continue to stay in Huathornzim. Alibaba values the fertile grasslands of the central Western Regions and wool that can be exchanged for money! The more slowly our army seems to have scruples, the more confident and bold he will rush down from the plateau."

Syalde's eyes were straight when he heard this, although he was a genius in the military, but he always stayed at the tactical level, where did he have strategic thinking? Even the content recorded in Sun Tzu's Art of War is mostly tactical, and the real touch on the strategic level is very limited! Unconsciously regarded Bai Dong as a celestial, he was stunned for a moment and said, "Teacher, what is a donkey?" ”

"Well, don't worry, when you get to the flower thorn mold you'll see the donkey, and you'll see something called a camel. My army is going to travel far to the west, and in the future it will be even farther west, and it will not be possible to move without these two things. ”

Thinking that in the future, Lao Qin's camel caravan would pass through the desert of Central Asia and go to Europe, including countless cheap and hard-working donkeys, Bai Dong was a little excited, and threw two grapes into his mouth, and sang in his voice: "I have a little donkey, I never ride, one day I rode it to the market on a whim, I held a small leather whip in my hand, I was proud in my heart, I don't know how to make a noise, I fell into the mud"

Syelde's heart fluctuated when he heard it, for some reason, listening to the teacher sing this ballad would remind him of his mother's thoughts, and he still remembered that when he was ignorant and unknown, there was a similar melody in his ears, so warm The teacher is amazing, even such a song can be sung? It's really capable of anything! No, I'm married to Dingcao'er! Thinking crankily for a while, there is no logic at all, but I feel that the teacher is very kind, and people always want to stay by his 'old man' for a moment and a half.

"My lord, our way is blocked."

"Oh? It's blocked, is there an enemy here? ”

With Sun Bin and Pang Juan leading the army, it is a fool not to be lazy, Bai Dong simply brought the Bai family and more than 2,000 soldiers of the Meng and Bai clans far behind the army, ten miles away from the army led by Sun Bin and Pang Juan, but there are still hundreds of miles away from the city outline, even if there are some Rong people from the Western Regions around, they are all affected by the wool economy and have a good impression of the Qin State.

"Hehe, if there is any enemy, he is just a bastard, but looking at his appearance, he seems to be a ruthless character."

It was Nie Zhu who ran back and forth, looking at his excited face, as if it was his lover who was blocking in front of Bai Dong.

"Oh, so funny? Let's go, let's take a look. (To be continued......)

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