ps: Umei once assured that the trip to the Western Regions was not so boring and formal, the Han Empire was the greatest conqueror in the East, how could it only have the ambition of destroying the Huns? Hungry Hulu meat can drink the blood of the Huns, which is not enough to depict the combat effectiveness of the strongest empire, Zhang Qian is an advance team, using a small force of the Han family, so that the nomads in the west can see the power of the Han people.

Thousands of miles away, in the boundless steppe desert, a long caravan slowly advanced.

In January, in the cold season on the grassland desert, even if you walk on the ancient road of the Hexi Corridor, you can see the scene of depression as far as the eye can see.

At this time, the Western Regions is different from the yellow sand and Gobi Desert after 2ooo years, the endless desert is the prairie everywhere, rivers and lakes are dotted during the period, many tall and robust drought-tolerant plants live here, countless wild animals play by the river in the woods, and there are many jackals and snow leopards lurking in the invisible darkness.

The size of the caravan has become very large, with 200 dromedary camels, more than 600 mounts, and more than 2ooo yellow sheep watched by sheepdogs.

The number of people in the group had also more than doubled compared to before, with forty high-nosed and deep-eyed Xiaoyue people, another group of forty red-skinned Qiang people with big earrings, and dozens of bandits with ropes in the group.

For a full five months, trekking west from the tribe of the evil king, he encountered fewer and fewer Xiongnu tribes under the account of the king of Youxian, and more and more horse thieves in turn.

From the daytime, a small group of horse thieves rushed over to rob the goods in a daze. At night, small thieves sneaked to move horses and steal sheep, and encountered more than 100 large and small attacks along the way, and none of them were successful. Playing tricks in front of the ancestors of the horse thieves in the caravan is simply a matter of death.

Every time I encounter a migratory small tribe and caravan, I will fall into panic and uneasiness when I see the head on the horse's neck, killing people like mowing grass means that I have a very strong force, and I show off my force to deter the small people to commit crimes, and the effect is unexpectedly good.

On the way back from the plateau. I don't know if it was because the weather was cold and the horse thieves had gone to spend the winter, or if the prestige of the caravan was gradually spreading, in short, the horse thieves within a radius of several hundred miles never appeared again.

A cold northwest wind blew. Everyone in the caravan shuddered, and the thinly clothed slaves were even more miserable, wailing and stumbling as they continued to walk.

Encounter a caravan of horse thieves and either be killed or captured. Their horses were taken for their own use. The obedient captives were kept as slaves, and the disobedient ones were killed directly, and the number of war horses quadrupled before they left the west of the river, and the slow-walking camels were not very important.

Lu Heng tightened the mouth of the leader of the tight clothes, and let the double leather jacket fit as much as possible: "Damn the ghost season, there is snow everywhere on such a cold day, we have to trek through the mountains and rivers, we should hide in the warm felt tent to survive the cold winter, instead of trekking through the mountains and rivers to Yinwu (Hami)." ”

"Hey! I said, Lu Tou'er, what's wrong today? Nagging like an old. Why don't you sing us a song called by a girl? ”

"Hahaha......"

There was a burst of laughter in the caravan, and Lu Heng trembled angrily. The whole face is the color of a pig's liver: "Little rabbit cub Feng Shou!" Today, Lao Tzu won't discount your legs, this Lu character is written upside down! ”

Feng Shou rode his horse and galloped, laughing and saying as he ran: "Lu Tou'er is so smart, the word Lu is reversed, the top is thin and the bottom is thick, and it becomes thick at the top and thin at the bottom, isn't that still reading Lu?" You can't read a girl! ”

"Little bastard, eat me with a halberd!" Lu Heng pulled up the halberd and chased after him.

His riding skills are considered to be at the top level in the caravan, but the opponent he chose, Feng Shou, is a master of horsemanship, he has been walking on horseback since he was three years old, eating and sleeping almost on horseback, and he grew up in strict accordance with the custom of the Huns to cultivate the elite of cavalry, and the mount without a stirrup can play more powerful than with a stirrup, and he is not afraid of Lu Heng's scare at all.

Everyone was reluctant to mention the real reason why it took a full five months to still not reach Yin Wu, the first stop in the Western Regions.

The reason for wasting so much time is that the caravan has to recruit people, and there are 80 more people in the team, which is a good hand recruited from the Longxi Plateau (Qinghai-Tibet Plateau) in four months.

With a big earring, the Qiang leader rode a horse, his name was Ridamu, a famous warrior in Shengrong, archery has always been the number one master in the Qiang tribe of the plateau, until the proud plateau eagle met the wolf king of the grassland, and he was defeated by the seventh archer of the Huns, Gan Fu.

Lian Baiya's magic skills left a deep imprint on him, since he was born, he never thought that there was such a strong marksman, in the past, an arrow shot in the eye of a yak, or an arrow shot to kill two overlapping birds in the sky is already a great achievement, Lian Baiya's powerful explosive power and accuracy of all hits brought him a huge impact, prompting him to give up the unparalleled power position in the Qiang tribe, and take the bravest forty Qiang sons and daughters to follow the caravan down the mountain.

They are the pride of the Qiang people on the plateau, everyone's combat effectiveness is not inferior to the strongest royal warriors of the Huns, the Qiang people on the plateau inherit the spirit of the Gurong people who are not afraid of death, as long as they do not fight to the death, they will never stop, their ancestors will take root on the plateau with that stubborn momentum, grazing cattle and sheep for the king of the Gurong people, until the king of Rong was killed by the more brutal Qin people, they scattered in the mountains and never came down.

Zhidamu meticulously saluted Gan's father: "The plateau eagle salutes the great steppe wolf king!" Thirty miles ahead, there was a huge river valley, and it should be Yin Wu. ”

"The eagle is in good spirits today, I saw a few leopards that don't know whether they are alive or dead being shot by you, brave warriors enjoy those spoils to the fullest!" Gan's father is well versed in the methods of communication with various tribes, and it just so happens that Gan's father's department also belongs to one of the branches of the Rong tribe of the Yue clan, and all the tribes in Hexi from the Hun Evil King to the foot of Qilian Mountain have been the people of the Gurong King.

Zhidamu was very happy, it was the greatest honor to be praised by the warriors of the Rong tribe, and in the eyes of the samurai, gold could be obtained at any time, and pastures and cattle and sheep could be taken by force. Women are the appendages of the strong, only strong strength cannot be exchanged, let you talk a thousand words. It's more straightforward to pick up a bow and show off your strength.

Zhang Qian closed his mouth tightly and said nothing, and silently recited in his heart: "I am a Han envoy, I am a Han envoy, I am a Han envoy, Gan's father is just a guide, just a guide......"

In the caravan, the ranking is determined by force, and Zhang Qian and Sima Tan are always the best. Fortunately, the two of them had a special status, and the strong Han horse thieves always maintained their respect, so the Xiaoyue clan and the Qiang people thought that these two people were important people to protect the caravan. Although I usually don't want to deal with two rookies, I haven't done any excessive stimulation.

Kahuro is the leader of the Xiaoyue clan, and his great-grandfather is the marquis of the Yueshi clan, sixty years ago. Maudun was killed in battle during the first expedition to the Yueshi. Twenty years ago, his father refused the invitation of his timid fellow clansmen to migrate westward, insisted on staying in the area from Qilian Mountain to the Longxi Plateau, insisted on keeping the inheritance left by his ancestors, and vowed to fight the sworn enemies of the Huns until the blood was drained.

Only Gahuro knew the true identity of Gan's father, and the mark of the Yueshi branch would not be washed away between two or three generations, and Gan's grandfather surrendered during the first western expedition of Maodundan. In the second battle of the Western Expedition to the Yue Clan, he acted as a pioneer and killed many people of the same clan. Although Father Gan was still very young at that time and was just a child who didn't know anything, Gahuro still hated him and his people because his grandfather was a traitor to the Yue people.

Jiahuluo snorted coldly: "Huns! I warn you to pay attention to those camels, they have excellent weight carrying capacity, but they are too slow and slow to walk, and the camels are very eye-catching, and every herdsman drools when they see them, and using slow camels will only attract more horse thieves, and you better dispose of them in Yinwu. ”

Gan's father nodded expressionlessly, Zhidamu looked at the two people with some embarrassment, the composition of the ancient Rong clan is very complicated, the Rong clan that was defeated and collapsed hundreds of years ago did not die out, the scattered Rong clan still maintains a natural sense of closeness, Zhidamu and Gahuro are very good brothers, and Zhidamu respects Gan's father very much, both sides are connections that he can't give up, and the Qiang men who advocate force to solve problems are also dumbfounded.

After walking for more than 20 miles without saying a word, seeing that Yin Wu was in front of him, he saw Zhao Shun galloping on a horse.

Everywhere he passed, whether it was the Han people, the Huns, or the Rong people, they all greeted him, Zhao Shun was the second marksman of the caravan, and after Zhidamu came, he was very unconvinced to compete with him to shoot the number of horse thieves, but the total number of the two horse thieves was exactly the same every time he killed, and he persisted for half a month because Zhao Shun's scout task was busy, and he gradually couldn't keep up with the killing machine.

The strong man deserves respect, and even Hidamu thinks that Zhao Shun is a powerful samurai on a par with him.

"The front is Yin Wu, I will make a list under the account of King Youxian to arrest a caravan, the total number of people is eighty, there are two hundred camels and two thousand yellow sheep, it is us!"

"What should I do?"

"Cold salad! Kill them without leaving a piece of armor behind! ”

"There are so many of us that we're afraid of a ball!"

Lu Heng shouted at the top of his voice: "The soldiers are coming to block the water and cover the earth, what are so many of us afraid of?" If you are not convinced, let the iron hooves of the Huns catch it! ”

"Absolutely not! Let's immediately turn around and dispose of the yellow sheep and camels to the nearby tribes, and then change our faces and enter the valley Don't make a noise, there are so many tribes inside and outside the valley every day, the Huns will definitely not find us! Gan's father immediately vetoed it, and the Han people did not understand the geography and cultural customs of the mountains and rivers in the northwest, and the Xiaoyue clan and the Huns who lived in the local area said that this strategy was feasible.

The Xiongnu is a loose tribal alliance system, relying on the annual conference in the Mobei Dragon City to improve cohesion, but there are many tribes who have never been to the Dragon City in their lives, such as the Bondage tribe west of Dunhuang, their sense of belonging to the Xiongnu is only to add a right sage king in front of the tribe name, they have never been the Huns, let alone go to the right sage court to serve.

After the Hexi Corridor to the west, the control of the Right Xian King was greatly attenuated, Yin Wu could barely be regarded as the end of the Right Xian King's horse whip, but even so, the Xiongnu's control of this place was also very low, Yin Wu is a tribe that migrates back and forth between the east and the west, from here there are three roads leading to the Western Regions in three directions, after here, the caravan can really be said to be high in the sky, and the Huns can no longer find the caravan.

Zhang Qian had an idea: "You mean, let's hide in Yin Wu until the weather is warm and come out again?" ”

"It's dark under the lights!"

Sima Tan picked up his bare brush and wrote these three words in his diary. (To be continued!)

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