Between the vast desert and the grassland, clumps of gray-green grass stood proudly in the dust and gravel of the sky, and some of the grass tips were red bones like match heads, and some had already bloomed, a kind of white flower. It's called the wolf poison flower.

In the harsh wind, it shimmered tenaciously in the afterglow of the setting sun. It is said to be the last line of scenery where the grassland transforms into a desert, and some say that it is more poisonous than a wolf, bringing fear and the threat of death.

However, people also know that when people come from the desert, when they see it, they see hope, and they know that behind it is life and victory. It is the only one that can survive tenaciously in the harshest environment and miraculously blossom and bear fruit.

Yun Ye doesn't like wolf poison flowers very much, he prefers Jin Lumei, they are also flowers that grow on the edge of the desert, the yellow Jin Lumei is much more joyful, that day and twilight riding a horse on the meadow, as long as she sees Jin Lumei, she will lean down and pick it, and at this time, the war horse under her crotch is still galloping, winning the thunderous cheers of the soldiers.

Yun Ye doesn't like the wolf poison flower, and Wangcai doesn't like it either, its mouth is swollen so badly, the saliva keeps flowing down, and it keeps stepping on a clump of wolf poison flowers under it with its hooves before it stops, just now it ate a mouthful of the wolf poison flower out of curiosity, and Yun Ye hurriedly took it out of its mouth, and took water to wash his mouth, and then its mouth was swollen, this is already the best result, the wolf poison flower is very poisonous.

After walking in the desert for half a month, the soldiers were already sleepy and tired, and it was rare to see an oasis, Yun Ye ordered to rest here for three days, and some caravans who stayed here to rest saw the army and habitually prepared to offer gifts, but they couldn't even enter the door of the camp, and Yun Ye didn't plan to bring his soldiers into soldiers.

The meadow is not big. It may have been a large lake in ancient times, but now it has dried up, but the abundant groundwater still nourishes this oasis and tenaciously maintains the greenery here.

The march in the desert was extremely difficult, and the horses of the Central Plains were not very familiar with it. The sun-scorched ground often causes the horses to neigh and fall to the ground, preferring to be burned rather than touching the hot sand with their feet with shoes.

It's only the end of April now, Yun Ye doesn't dare to imagine what the desert should be like in the middle of summer, the merchants are all camels, although they are slow, it is better to be safe, if you want to cross the desert, horses are not the most suitable.

"General, our horses are already half damaged. This is only a thousand miles of road, if you reach Loulan, you will not lose 10% of the livestock. Fan Hongyi watched the soldiers slaughter the fallen war horses, and was very worried.

"Now I understand why Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty conquered the Western Regions during the former Han Dynasty, why did he raise the strength of the whole country? Fortunately, the national strength of my Datang is thousands of times better than that of the former Han Dynasty, otherwise, we would definitely not be so easy. I don't want to see a war decide the fate of a country, which would be too fragile.

Wei Qing has walked this road, and Li Guangli has also walked it. However, the two of them walked out of two different effects, and Wei Qing won a big victory. The whole division returned, but Li Guangli took 30,000 of the most elite soldiers of the former Han Dynasty to fight here, and finally fought the last soldier and surrendered to the Xiongnu, the reason was that his conspiracy was exposed, and the emperor killed his whole family.

So, ah. Lao Fan, this land is full of the heroic souls of our clan, we dare not lose face, we can only move forward, we can't turn back because of a little difficulty. Let's be honest. There is no turning back. “

"Xia Guan understands that this place is only four hundred miles away from Loulan, why doesn't the marshal finish it in one go, once the morale is relaxed, the soldiers will no longer dare to walk this sea of death."

Fan Hong had a piece of grass in his mouth, he was always worried, sometimes worried about livestock, sometimes worried about supplies, and this time he began to worry about morale again.

"It's good to have a fight." Yun Ye replied to Fan Hongyi with a smile, but there was no smile in his eyes, it was all murderous.

Fan Hong turned over and stood up one by one, and asked Yun Ye word by word: "This is a desert where no one is around, but I don't know who the marshal wants to fight with and how to fight." ”

Yun Ye took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Fan Hongyi, and he walked over to the twilight, at this time, the twilight was more beautiful than the flower with a garland, giggling and chasing the reluctant Wangcai to run, Yun Ye took the twilight and took her hand and walked to the emerald green hill bag, back to back for a while.

"Brothers, Lao Tzu has finally caught the battle." Fan Hongyi is going crazy, as a soldier who has not fought in nearly ten years, this makes him embarrassed, and now that he finally has a chance, he feels that his blood is surging up his brain.

April every year is the best time for the camel caravan in the Western Regions to travel between Dashi and Chang'an, at this time, countless robbers will appear, and there are many robbers who can speak the Tibetan dialect, they are as few as hundreds, as many as four or five thousand people, where they pass there is no grass, only corpses will be left everywhere, this year is the same, Di Renjie specially asked the camel team to send the master the location and time where the robbers are ready to attack.

Hei Feng completely lost the last love and respect for his people and ancestors, he just wanted to finish the ten years quickly, as long as he made enough meritorious deeds to move to Guannai to live, he planned to open a small wine-making shop in Chang'an, specializing in making grape wine, An An lived this life.

Therefore, he told Di Renjie the time and place of the arrival of the Tubo robbers every year, and the grain and grass of the bandits in previous years were provided by the Loulan people.

This year, those robbers sent people again, Di Renjie asked Heifeng to continue to provide news and food to the robbers, and the ecstatic Cheng Chumo originally wanted to swallow this robber in one bite, but it turned out that this year's robbers were very abnormal, they were actually gathering, regardless of the large bandits or the small bandits, ready to hold together. His own 3,000 men and horses were really not enough, so he could only pass on a message to Yun Ye, hoping that Yun Ye would be able to rush to Ruoergai when the robber I appeared.

There is more than one source of the news, Di Renjie knows, Yun Ye also knows, they all invariably put the credit on Hei Feng's head, the man who sold mutton soup in Shanshan City, not far from Loulan, was erased from this credit by their master and apprentice at the same time, and it was not yet the time for that person to appear.

Shanshan country as early as the Northern Wei Dynasty was destroyed by the general Wandu Gui, now only such a Shanshan city is retained, the city on the wasteland was originally ownerless, inhabited to be called the city, only to be called the country, uninhabited, it has become a ghost, due to the re-opening of the Silk Road, this big city began to have people after a hundred years of desertion, and the population is increasing.

There will be a kind of thing when there are more people, called heroes and heroes, this kind of thing has always been born with the crowd, better than ten people for the British, better than a hundred people for the hero, the strength of the enemy of a thousand people for the proud, ten thousand enemies for the natural master, so these heroes and heroes after a period of fighting, this city naturally has a master, there is also a city lord, a qiē is exactly the same as before the return of Wandu.

There is a mutton shop at the north gate of Shanshan City, and the owner of the shop pù is a Han family, who is said to have failed in business and has no shame to return to the Han land, so he can only open a mutton soup shop in Shanshan City to make a living.

The owner of the shop pù is a very good-tempered person, and he is very good, good at making friends, and I don't know which year he was lucky, married a wild woman from Nanzhao as his wife, and now has two dolls.

The mutton soup he made is a must, if the city lord doesn't eat a bowl of mutton soup every day, he can't sleep if he scratches his ears and cheeks, and under the protection of the city lord, the business of this shop has always been the best.

"Cocoon Niang, we don't have much worry-free grass, as long as we ensure that this thing is added to the city lord's broth, don't add it to other people's broth, this is a way to lose the conscience, it's better to use less, you go and take out the pine sticks in the broth, this pot of soup is fine, don't bake so many cakes, no businessmen have come over these days, and those who come to eat are all gangsters who want to pay on credit."

A delicate young woman took out the pine stick from the pot and put it carefully, this is the secret of her own business, the mutton soup is better than other people's, it is good on this stick.

Qu Zhuo Mali, who had a short beard, scooped out a large spoonful of mutton soup from the pot, stewed some torn mutton into the mutton soup, and when the green shallot floated on the mutton soup, Qu Zhuo took out a black ball the size of a mung bean from his arms, threw it into the mutton soup, rubbed his face, smiled, and carried the food box in his hand to a bewitching orchid outside.

A silver cake slapped on Qu Zhuo's hand, Hu Jijiao smiled and scratched Qu Zhuo's palm with her fingers, twisted her fat buttocks and left the store, Cocoon Niang stood in the room, saw it clearly, and couldn't help but snort.

Back in the room, Qu Zhuo casually threw the silver cake into the rattan basket hanging above his head, and began to knead the dough on the board, his technique was very skilled, and he had been in this line for a long time so that he almost forgot that he was still a seven-rank official of the Tang Empire.

Many times Qu Zhuo wondered if Chang'an had forgotten his own storage, and his initial order was to collect the movements of the countries in the Western Regions by himself, but now the materials he collected had filled three large boxes, but no one came to pick them up.

Until six months ago, a handsome noble son came to Shanshan City to sit in his small shop and drank a bowl of mutton soup, but when he paid the bill, it was a wooden card, at that moment, Qu Zhuo almost shouted with joy, and there were still people who remembered themselves.

That night, he was very drunk, hugged the cocoon and said countless times: They have not forgotten me, they need me. Cocoon Niang knew the bitterness in his heart, hugged him and listened to him mutter, listened to him cry, and was happy for her husband with tears. (To be continued......)

PS: Section 2