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"The wind, it's the wind!"

The Western Regions guide at the front of the team looked a little heart-rending because of the terrified screams, which suddenly made the cavalrymen who had just been relieved by the wind and sand stop, look like ashes. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Hearing the word "wind", there was a commotion in the long line, and then the entire cavalry brigade was enveloped in a dead silence. These Wusun cavalrymen could not even raise any panic in their hearts.

It occupies more than ten countries in Puchanghai, and is constantly capturing the cities of the Western Regions, which makes the entire Wusun clan in a strange atmosphere of excitement. Everyone knows that if nothing else, it won't be long before the Western Regions, a territory that has been managed by the people of the Western Regions for thousands of years, will become the land of the Wusun clan. The people of the Western Regions have accumulated thousands of years of wealth, and their women, cattle and sheep will all become the property of the Wusun people.

Therefore, although the Wusun people are outsiders, it does not mean that they have not had any understanding of the vast and mysterious land of the Western Regions after occupying more than ten countries in the Western Regions.

Most of the countries in the Western Regions rely on the rivers that crisscross the Tarim Basin for their survival. However, due to the increase in population, the area of the desert in the Tarim Basin has been expanding.

And the people of the Western Regions who live in the desert know far more about the desert in which Nai Yi survives. Through the people of the Western Regions, the Wusun people naturally knew some things that could not be touched in the desert.

The wind, the wind of the demon god passed on by word of mouth in the desert, how and why the wind came into being No one knows, in the memory of the people of the Western Regions, in the past thousands of years, the wind has appeared five times. However, it was these five storms that caused the destruction of the entire five kingdoms of the Western Regions. The fortified city was buried in the sand, and people and animals were buried under the sand.

In the face of the wind, the city could not resist it, and now their cavalry, who had no cover, obviously had no possibility of survival.

"Take us to find a shelter!" Hunting Hu Mi looked at the more than ten hurricanes that were crushing over the sky and the earth. grabbed the guide from the Western Regions who knelt on the ground like a demon and muttered words that he couldn't understand since he saw the wind, and said viciously.

In the past, when I saw the guide of the Western Regions who would be weak in both legs, it seemed that he had not heard the words of Hunt Hu Mi at all, even if he was grabbed by Hu Mi with a knife on his hand and neck, he still looked like he was lost and depressed, except for the broken thoughts in his mouth that Hu Mi couldn't understand at all, there was no other reaction.

There were a total of 5,000 Wusun cavalry. This time, his goal was to capture a small country in the Western Regions called Wensu, which was more than two hundred miles away from Niya City. There are less than 3,000 people in the whole country of Wensu, and 5,000 Wusun cavalry is more than enough. Hunting Jiaomi, on the other hand, was led by a guide from the Western Regions, bypassing Niya City and attacking the Dikmu Kingdom farther away in the center of the desert.

Hunting Hu Mi didn't know if his younger brother Hunt Jiaomi had encountered a bad wind. However, at this moment, he could not protect himself.

"Click!"

Hunting Hu Mi cut off the head of the guide in the Western Regions with a single sword, and the red blood gushed out with boiling hot blood, which was extremely dazzling on the yellow sand.

It seems that because of this red color, the blood in the bones of the Wusun people has been stimulated, and the five thousand Wusun cavalry have gradually come to their senses. Began to follow the command of the hunting Hu Mi, all the horses and camels gathered together and prostrate on the ground in a circle. Then all the Wusun cavalry entered the center of this extremely fragile barrier, holding each other's arms and lying on the ground.

At this time, the black wind has taken on a new look.

The whole world where the wind was located seemed to have returned to chaos, and it was impossible to see what was inside, and even the more than ten hurricanes that I had seen before were gone.

Strangely, hunting near this desert. It seems that even the wind has stopped flowing, the sand that used to roll slowly has stopped, and the horses and camels are not mourning; At the same time, the gray-yellow wind that was rapidly approaching could not hear any sound at all.

Everything is like a silent movie that is being broadcast.

Hunting Hu Mi knew that this was the last tranquility before the arrival of the storm.

As the gray-yellow wind approached, the overwhelming roar finally came.

Pity. This is the last voice that Hu Mi and the five thousand Wusun cavalry heard in this world.

In the fifty-fourth year of the Great Qin calendar, on February 25, the great prince of Wusun Kingdom, Hunt Hu Mi, together with 5,000 Wusun cavalry, was buried in this sudden desert storm, and none of them were spared.

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In Daqin, the storm caused by Yuzhou Ding did not cool down due to the passage of time, but became more and more intense with the passage of time. Of course. The increasingly fierce Jiuding storm did not cause any damage to the government, but earned Hu Hai enough fame.

The fact that Emperor Qin had only eight of the nine tripods was gradually dug up. The story of Yuzhou Ding's sudden disappearance on the way through Pengcheng to cross Surabaya. It has also been rendered by some as a legendary story with an atmosphere of religious mythology.

Among them, Hu Hai didn't ask what role the Black Ice Platform controlled by Yingzhen played, but Hu Hai knew that there must be credit to the Black Ice Platform.

The Xuanyuan Sword has disappeared in front of people after the Yellow Emperor, and has never appeared in front of people after more than 2,000 years of the Xia, Shang and Third Dynasties; Yuzhou Ding, which has disappeared for more than a hundred years and has not been found by the monarchs of the three dynasties of Great Qin, appeared on its own in the second emperor's dynasty, and was also rendered as the merit of the Holy Son of Heaven.

The power of the king, the sword of the Holy Dao, has never been gathered in one person in history, but I think that in the near future, the Holy Son of Heaven Hu Hai will complete this great feat of covering the five emperors and swallowing the three emperors.

Things have come to such a point that Hu Hai's name of the Holy Son of Heaven is truly recognized and feared by the whole world.

Hu Hai is also very helpless about such a situation, and he still understands the truth of being too late. What if the big tripod that appeared in the Huai River in the end is not the Yuzhou tripod?

In this regard, he can only pray that Providence will really let him get Yuzhou Ding.

Time flies, Zou Hong and others have left Xianyang for more than ten days, but it will obviously take at least more than a month to reach Guangling. In Xianyang City in March, it is already ten thousand trees spitting green, and catkins are flying.

As the capital of the empire, Xianyang City now has more than one million residents. If we include the floating population and merchants who come in and out every day, the number of people will probably exceed 1.5 million.

On this day, outside the gate of the Jiuyuan Mansion in the south of Xianyang City, a strange combination appeared.

There is only one Jiuyuan Duke in Daqin, and the Jiuyuan Duke's Mansion is the ancestral home of the Meng clan, the first wealthy family in Daqin. Not only did Meng Tian live here, but most of the Meng people, whether they had public office or not, did not go out of the house to live in another place, but still lived in this ancestral house of the Meng clan called the Jiuyuan Mansion. Meng Yi, although he is the secretary of the Ministry of Justice, is also the title of the Marquis of Guannei, but he still lives in the Jiuyuan Mansion.

Of course, this is not the Montessori family. For example, the Li family and the Feng family are actually mostly like this. The concept of separation is extremely perverse at this time. In the same way, everyone lives together in this way, which is also a requirement for maintaining a family cohesion and centripetal force.

This appeared in a pair outside the gate of the Jiuyuan Mansion, there were only two people, a man and a woman.

The man is an old man with goosebumps in his hand and a dark red crutch in his hand, and his whole person will tremble twice when he takes a step, and it seems that he will lose his breath at any moment.

Large and dark markings were revealed on the old man's face and the back of his hands, which was extremely shocking. But the most striking thing is the old man's eyes, these eyes can only see the white eyeballs, but not the black pupils, so that they are a little hideous and terrifying.

Obviously, the old man's eyes were blind.

Around this old man, there is a completely different landscape.

A woman in white with a graceful figure and a white veil on her face supported the old man's arm. Although I couldn't see the woman's face, just the graceful curves outlined by the robe and the beautiful eyes that were exposed were already heart-pounding.

An old and a young, a man and a woman, an ugly and a beautiful, such a strange combination appeared in the south of Xianyang City, where high-ranking officials and dignitaries gathered, and it was also in front of the Jiuyuan Mansion, how could it not be surprising.

"Visitors stop! Please report the official position of the surname, and the villain can be the general gift. ”

The doorman guarding the mansion of Jiuyuan saw that the two of them stopped in front of the mansion and seemed to be about to enter the door directly, and hurriedly greeted them. These people are all members of the Mengshi clan, although they don't know the old man and the woman, but they still show great courtesy, neither humble nor arrogant.

"Let's ...... The boy came out to meet me. The trembling old man heard the doorman's obstruction, tilted his head slightly, accurately "looked" at the doorman, opened his mouth, and spoke.

His voice was extremely hoarse, and his tone was extremely strange at first, as if the old man had not spoken for more than ten years, but he had become fluent later.

"I don't know which one of my Meng clan is the Meng boy that this old man is talking about? Please also report your name, and the villain will be able to pass it on. Hearing the old man speak to Meng Xiaozi, the attitude of the doorman became a little more respectful.

Obviously, this old man has a relationship with a certain son of the Meng clan.

From beginning to end, the doorman did not look at the woman who was supporting the old man, who only showed two beautiful eyes as bright as ink beads.

"Little doll, Meng Xiaozi's name is Meng Tian." The old man "looked" at this person, and a smile on his face was a little better than that of a ghost. Of course, if that could be called a laugh.

“……”

The Meng clan guarding the door didn't know if they were frightened by the old man's terrible smiling face or because the old man's words were so abrupt that they forgot how to answer for a while.