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The icy cold wind blows the land in the grasslands of Saibei, and herds of cattle and sheep huddle together in the sheltered valley for warmth, and the huge and narrow valley is the lifeline of their survival, where the temperature hovers five or six degrees below freezing.

And once out of the valley, the temperature dropped by 20 degrees in the violent snowstorm, and what was even more terrifying was the endless snow on the northwest desert, which would become the most terrible place of death, and countless herdsmen suffered from snow blindness, lost in the heavy snow and died of despair.

This valley is one of the most suitable wintering spots within a radius of hundreds of miles, and countless steppe tribes come here every year to stay warm, and passing caravans also choose to rest here in the hope of surviving this painful and long winter.

The herdsmen lit a fire and guarded their sheepfolds, and some people looked vigilantly at the past with their waist knives, and there was a strange musical instrument playing in the distance, and the amorous men held the musical instruments and sang and danced around the women, and the roasted mutton on the fire oozing fat squeaked, exuding bursts of strong meat aroma.

This endless valley is the pearl at the foot of the Qilian Mountains, an important habitat for the half-cultivated and half-pastoralized Gurong people in ancient times, the starting point of the eastward migration of the Zhou people called Shaodi by the Great Shang Dynasty, and an important transit place for the Xia people who came to the west in the Yellow Emperor and Fuxi eras.

Yin Wu, the first stop on the way west to the kingdoms of the Western Regions, and the last stop to the east to the court of the Xiongnu Youxian Wang.

Lu Heng took out a sharp steel knife of sixty refinements, dipped it in water and sharpened it on the big bluestone. This knife is a guy he cherishes as precious as life, and in his words, it is a guy who eats and can't lose it.

The sound of squeaking knives attracted the attention of the herdsmen, and many herdsmen came over with their cattle and sheep to ask about the price of steel knives. was scared away by Lu Heng.

"Phew! A bunch of barbarians tried to exchange a few sheep for my sword, and I spat on him. ”

"Lu Tou'er is so humorous, I thought you drew a knife and cut down those barbarians! It turned out that it was useless to hold back this sentence for a long time. ”

Lu Heng rolled his eyes, completely immune to Feng Shou's ridicule, this kid just has a foul mouth and speaks ugly, except for this, everything else is quite good. Except for Gan's father, none of the people up and down in the caravan escaped his "poisonous tongue" attack, including some stunned green style Hidamu.

Gahura and his brother went out early. In Yinwu, he looked for the Xiaoyue brothers scattered near the Qilian Mountain, which is the place where the Yue people live and the source of the ancient Rong clan.

The caravan picked the terrain well, right next to the river that crosses the valley. The cliffs facing the valley in the back are very safe. Zhang Qian and Sima Tan hid under the cliff and quietly turned out the map album that Iron Meat treasured.

"Where shall we go?"

Sima Tan walked up to him and sat down cross-legged: "Still ask?" Of course, it is to take the flat terrain of the northern line, I have specially inquired about the news, from here to the west more than 100 miles away is the Pu country, and then to the west of the Cheshi country, the 6 countries of Bei, and the country of Mi into the country of Wusun, through the valley of the country of Guò Wusun can reach the country of Dawan. ”

"No, it's not safe." Gan Zhangqian shook his head.

"Why? This is obviously the best way to go. ”

"Because Wusun Kunmo is arrogant, he is the adopted son of Mao Dun Shan Yu. The elder Shangshan is the most favored younger brother, and a strong supporter of the military minister Shan Yu. Mao Dunshan was the most powerful king of Wusun among the 240,000 horsemen of the Huns in the era. ”

Sima Tan opened his mouth and couldn't say half a sentence.

The Wusun people are the hardcore of the Xiongnu, after his father was killed by the Yueshi people, he was adopted as a righteous son by the Xiongnu Dashan Yu Maodun, and with the support of Maodun Shan Yu, he took the few remaining family backgrounds of Wusun to defeat the proud Yueshi people, recaptured his own territory, and became the first powerful country in the Western Regions.

A few years ago, the wife of the arrogant hunt died, and the military minister Shan Yu immediately sent his sister Baba over to be his wife, and the uncle of the arrogant hunt did not hesitate to smile and accept the gift, even the prince who hunted the arrogance was born to the Xiongnu lady, and now the relationship between the Xiongnu and Wusun is very good, and the choice to take the northern line through Wusun is simply looking for death.

"The southern route is not easy to walk, we must cross the Sea of Death along the Peacock River to reach Loulan, pass through the end of the country, the country of Jingjue, the country of Khotan, the country of Shache, the country of Shule, all the way around the sea of death half a circle, it is a huge test for our caravan."

Zhang Qian himself can't be sure, according to the description in the diary given to him by Cao Shi, these three routes, especially the northern line, are the most dangerous.

Wusun is a place of death that must not be touched, and the huge desert on the southern front is named the Sea of Death, the most terrifying mobile desert in legends, described in the atlas as a terrible sea of sand that will engulf the countries of the Western Regions in a thousand years, but what I heard from the mouths of the herdsmen is something else.

The Sea of Death is only one-third the size of the atlas, the desert is crossed by several large rivers, and there are nearly a thousand scattered oases, although most of the oases are only enough for a few hundred people to live for a long time, only two percent of the oases can remember more than three thousand people, and a few large oases can accommodate tens of thousands of people, but if all the oases are counted, there are hundreds of thousands of people.

The southern route is far less terrible than imagined, but the detour is relatively far, and the really difficult route is the middle line, which is also slowly advancing along the northern part of the Sea of Death, and this road is said to be the road with the most horse thieves and bandits.

Zhang Qian closed the atlas and said: "The situation on the southern route is not clear, let's not try lightly, we still take the middle line safer, past the Cheshi country, through the Yanqi country, the Qiuzi country, the Gumo country to the Shule country." ”

At this time, Gan's father led a few people to squeeze into the crowd, dropped the steel knife on his waist and hips, unscrewed the kettle, and drank violently.

"What's going on out there?"

"Youxian Wang Court sent five teams of 100 people to search the valley like crazy, according to their degree, they will only have to search for half a year, and in another half a year, we will have gone far away." Father Gan said with a smile.

Everyone laughed, the whimsy of the Huns was a little too stupid, more than 100 people died in vain, and all the bows and arrows and horses lost were taken away, and the herdsmen had almost eaten the corpses by the scavengers, which almost knocked out the Xiongnu Youxian King with a stick.

Five hundred-man teams went to the valley to search for people. There are at least 100,000 herdsmen in the valley who have avoided the east, and there are countless cattle and sheep in the valley, counting on the herdsmen to cooperate with the Huns to find a group of people who don't know what they look like. The strange caravan of unknown origin is a dream.

"The time for our yellow sheep to get rid of it is just right, and most of the yellow sheep has entered the herdsman's belly at the moment, and even the yellow sheep is gone, see how they find us."

"And camels, watch out for 2oo camels."

"It doesn't matter, there are a lot of camel caravans in the valley, and they buy camels to cross the sea of death to the south to go south to Loulan Kingdom, and those people will leave in less than half a month. The herdsmen told me that in a few days, when the wind and snow stopped, the temperature would quickly rise to spring, and the good days on the grassland desert would soon come. ”

"Beware of the Huns coming."

A small number of people hung their heads and pretended to take a nap. Others skillfully pick the leg of mutton, as if they were just a group of herders of very ordinary origin.

After a while, a team of 100 people, with a long knife at the waist and hip, held a big bow, looking left and right to show off their might, like a lion patrolling the territory. They are the elite under the tent of the Right Virtuous King. Zhao Shi became the strongest group of people in the Huns.

The name of the 100 cavalry commander of this team is Hamuk, he is the top three powerhouses in the 100 cavalry under the account of the Right Sage King, and he is a traitor to the Yue clan like King Hutu and the Hun Evil King, and he is also the warrior who is most likely to be promoted to the commander of the thousand cavalry.

He was supposed to stay in the royal court and play with his wife and children, but his good mood was messed up by a massacre by Yin Wu, forcing him to trek to Yin Wu before the blizzard fell, and during the coldest two months, like an ordinary herdsman, he did not want to move half a step in front of the fire. It wasn't until the temperature gradually warmed up that I remembered the unfinished mission.

"Search for me! Not a single grass or tree can be spared in the valley, even if they dig three feet into the ground, they must be searched out. ”

The Hun cavalry rolled over and dismounted and broke into the crowd of herdsmen. Holding long knives, he threatened the herdsmen, demanding that they explain their identities, where they came from and where they are going, and if they don't know what to say, there must be a problem.

He has always ignored the behavior of his subordinates to loot the herdsmen, and the severe cold throughout the winter has made him not in the mood to be a fair judge, these Huns have been unhappy in the valley for most of the winter, and looting some finances is the best way to vent his anger.

Hamuk was about to leave when he accidentally caught a glimpse of the centaur in the corner and casually asked, "Where did you come from?" What is your name? ”

"We are a passing caravan."

"Huh? Passing by? Hamuk became suspicious and looked at the strange caravan.

As far as the eye can see, there are all strong men in the caravan, everyone has a long knife on their waists and a strong bow, and their shoulders are big and round, and there is not a single sheep or woman in the caravan, such a combination is really strange, as if it is not an ordinary caravan, but a soldier who goes to war.

Hamuk turned his head and said casually, "Where are you going?" Why are there no women in the caravan. ”

While speaking, several Hun warriors snatched Lu Heng's steel knife, and the moment they pulled out the scabbard, they were suddenly shocked by the dazzling light, and the sharp blade of the snowy blade made even a fool see that this knife was a rare treasure.

"Good knives!"

The Hun warrior withdrew his scabbard and turned to leave, but suddenly a big hand grabbed him by the collar and threw him out in a whirlwind.

The Hun was thrown into a ruin, Lu Heng stepped forward to take back his steel knife, ignored a few tense Huns, and shouted in Hun language: "You search your people, be careful if you grab my knife again, you're welcome!" ”

Dozens of men stood up suddenly, each of whom touched the hilt of the knife on his waist, and the Huns also felt that the situation was wrong and immediately drew their knives and bows, and in an instant hundreds of people on both sides were entangled and confronted.

"What are you doing? Put the knife away, put it away! Do you want to die? ”

Lu Heng drew out his steel knife and pointed it at the Hun warriors, not afraid of their bows and arrows at all, because dozens of strong bows behind him were aimed at the heads of the Hun warriors, and as long as there was a slight change, they would immediately shoot the people on the opposite side into a hornet's nest.

Hamuk was sweating profusely, and he sensed several strong murderous auras that locked on him, and each murderous aura reminded him of the strongest thousand cavalry commanders under the tent of King Youxian.

And he is only a warrior who is a quasi-thousand cavalry commander, there is still a big gap from the strongest thousand cavalry commanders, and he was stared at by several thousand cavalry commanders for a few seconds, and he suddenly sweated, and his kung fu seemed to be half a century long.

"Are you ......?"

Hamuk's throat felt like he was being pinched by a big hand. The strength in his body was flying, and his afterglow was full of a strong man of the Yue clan who looked similar to him in the distance, holding a strong bow, and the strong murderous aura was like a needle prick. The strong sixth sense told him that he was going to die soon, and that murderous aura was no longer a simple murderous aura, but a dead aura that relied on resetting people to death.

"A powerhouse of the 10,000-rider elder level." Hamuk's Adam's apple swelled and his throat was smoking, and there were many parallel goods among the ten thousand horsemen of the Huns, but there were also many terrifying killing machines that were incredibly strong, and they were the strongest men selected from hundreds of thousands of skilled warriors, each of whom had incredible power. A strong bow and an arrow can be the strongest wild boar in the grassland and jungle, even the most solid pig skin and skull of the wild boar can not withstand the instant kill of the strong bow.

It was incredible, and he was thrilled to think about it. Nightmares at night are terrifying.

"How can there be a powerhouse at the level of ten thousand riders, who will this person be?" Hamuk's knowledge was limited, and the figures of several Hun marksmen flashed in his mind. Suddenly I thought of a missing Hun marksman.

That person was a branch of the Yueshi people with him. That person used to be the proudest steppe eagle of the Yueshi people who surrendered to the Xiongnu, but his tribe was swallowed up and destroyed by the greedy King Luhou and several major tribes, and that person disappeared into the vast desert.

Before Hamuk could turn his mind, he suddenly heard a loud shout.

"Warriors under the tent of the Right Virtuous King, put away your weapons, this is not the place where you gallop, this is not the territory of Kunlun plow, this is the place where Zoroaster shines!"

Gahura suddenly burst into the crowd. A pair of eagle-like eyes locked on the Hun Hundred Cavalry Commander, and mocked unhurriedly: "The shame of the Yue people. Hun lackey, you shouldn't come here, this is the territory of our Yueshi people, the despicable territory where you defile the holy fire. ”

The strong man who followed him was nearly nine feet tall, with white skin, deep eyes and a high nose, and a mouth of Yue's language: "Hamuk, son of Baharir, vile and shameless traitor, blasphemer of Ahuramazda!" Get out of Yoongo! ”

"You are not welcome to you, lackey of Juli! Please get out of here! ”

"Huns, this is not your territory, get out!"

Hundreds of Caucasian Xiaoyue clans reprimanded angrily, and in the blink of an eye, the Lady of the Worker surrounded a hundred and ten Hun warriors.

Hamuk's face was full of horror, as if he had seen a ghost: "Shalil, how did you end up here!" ”

"This is the hometown of the Yue people, the Yue people are the masters here, you are not a guest to break into the hometown of the Yue people, ask me why I am here, you must be crazy!" Nearly nine feet (2o3 cm) tall, Shalil has an oppressive, deep voice, like an angry giant bear.

He was afraid.

"Get out! The lackeys of the Huns! ”

"Get out! Traitor of the Moon Clan! ”

The herdsmen gathered around themselves, old and young, with indignation and deep hatred against the Hun cavalry, against their former tribal relatives and friends, and now they were shameful traitors to the enemy.

"What are you doing? Hurry up and disperse for me! ”

The crowd was squeezed away, and the four Hun hundred horsemen looked at each other and said in astonishment: "Shalil! The leader of the Satsuki clan, why are you here? ”

"I warn you in the name of the Xiaoyue clan leader, get out of Yin Wu immediately, you are not welcome here."

"You're not welcome here, get out of here!"

"Get out!"

The momentum of the four Huns hundred horsemen was stagnant, looking around, the Hun warriors were surrounded by groups, as long as they moved, they would immediately fall into the sea of people in all directions, lose their horses, lose their bows and arrows, and lose enough space for movement, the strong grassland king is like an eagle with broken wings, a phoenix that has lost its hair, it is not worth mentioning.

"Let's go!"

The four of them pulled up the sluggish Hamuk and got into the crowd, and the Hun cavalry fled as fast as if they had been amnestied, even if the Xiaoyue people who passed by pushed them, they did not dare to retaliate, and fled like a wolf like a lost dog.

The people of the Xiaoyue clan cheered, sixty years ago they were defeated by the Huns for the first time, thirty years ago their king died at the hands of the Huns, twenty years ago their new king could not bear the humiliation of the old Shangshan Yu and Wusun Hunting, and decided to abandon the homeland where they had lived for 5,000 years and migrated westward.

From that moment on, the brightest pearl in the crown of the Rong people was dimmed, and the Rong people no longer deserved to be called Rong, they were just a group of poor and pathetic disgraced people, only full of pain and deep shame.

Sixty years ago, only a few tribes were afraid of the Huns, thirty years ago there were already a large number of tribes to take refuge, twenty years ago after the people of the Great Yue clan moved west, the entire Western Regions Yue people worked hard to maintain the territory completely collapsed.

The Xiaoyue people, the poor people abandoned by the king of the Yue clan, their tears have long been drained, and in the face of the cruel Huns, they have to bow their heads and continue to live in their homeland with a nominal semi-obedient attitude, but the bitter hatred of the Huns in the hearts of every Xiaoyue people.

"Great Ahura Mazda! Bless the Yueshi people to drive away the poisonous snakes sent by the evil Angolan Manuel. Shaliel chanted the name of the main god of Zoroastrianism, and thousands of Yue herdsmen followed him and prayed to the god of light and wisdom with spread their hands.

Shalil turned his head and stared deeply at Father Gan: "Gahuro said that you are working for the Han people in the east, seeking to destroy the alliance of the Xiongnu, and you have finally come out of the wrong way, my brother!" ”

"Yes, I have completely understood, we cannot surrender to the barbaric Huns, the ancestors of the Han people are the Zhou and Xia people, he and our Yue people are brothers of the same clan, they are more trustworthy and more powerful, I ask for your help on behalf of the Han people, the great king of the Xiaoyue clan!" Gan's father returned the salute with the etiquette of the Yue clan. (To be continued!)

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