Chapter 373: The Death of the Silk Road
Zhang Zheng heard what Kurban said, turned his head to look at Abudu and shook his head and said: "You also heard, the property you were robbed of by Kurban has been seized by Lord Assassin Shi and used as military funds, and now I can't help it, if I am sure I will not come back." As for Kurban, now that he has joined the command of this official, he will naturally not do evil and harm the Silk Road in the future. As soon as Zhang Zheng finished speaking, he stared at Abudu's eyes tightly, wanting to see a trace of resentment towards Xu Jingzong in his eyes.
It's a pity that Zhang Zheng was disappointed. He didn't see any strange emotions in Abudu's eyes, only the hint of joy that flashed in his eyes when he said that Kurban would not harm the Silk Road in the future.
"It's okay, it's okay, since it's used as a capital for the army to be promoted, the villain will naturally not have any thoughts, the Silk Road is cleaner than anything else, better than anything......" Abudu's face showed a smile, tears said that he would accept it, and his acting skills were so good that he was a mess.
Ah Budu didn't care, Zhang Zheng naturally didn't care, and Zhang Zheng didn't believe that Xu Jingzong would spit out the meat that he ate in his mouth.
Besides, why should he care about the affairs of a small businessman in a foreign country, does he have that qualification?
So Zhang Zheng nodded and said: "It's best if you think like this, Xu Assassin Shi Qiren, even I have to respect him for three points, if you want to come or not, go and prepare, let's start on the road." ”
"Yes, yes, the villain will ......go and prepare," Abudu heard this, got up and glanced at Kurban, and then withdrew from the big tent.
"You go too, go all the way to train the troops, I hope that when you arrive in Xizhou, you already have a fighting army under the hands of this officer, and you can also absorb the bandits scattered along the way, the more the better." When Kurban heard Zhang Zheng say this, he knelt down again and prostrate: "The last general will be ordered, and he will not disappoint Lord Assassin Shi." ”
"Hmm!" Zhang Zheng snorted faintly in his nose, this gesture was full of authority. ………… Out of the scope of Gala Lake, it means that Zhang Zheng and his party have officially stepped into the boundless desert.
The desert is lonely, and the sun sets over the long river. The desert is naturally big, but the long river has been left far away by a group of people.
The road was very difficult to walk, and Zhang Zheng rode on a horse to cover his face with a silk silk. If you don't cover it, you can't do it, and a mouthful of sand is in your mouth.
A slight gust of wind will make people unable to open their eyes when the yellow sand in the sky is full. The main thing is the carriage, the wheels of which can easily get stuck in the sand, which greatly drags down the journey of a group of people.
In a word, hell, very hell.
"Don't drive Zhang, after entering Yizhou, the villain still suggests that you replace livestock such as horses with camels, don't look at this beast walking slowly, but in the desert, there is no more suitable big livestock than it." Abdu followed Zhang Zheng, but he rode a camel, and a special saddle was put between the two humps of the camel, and two baskets made of bamboo strips could be hung on both sides to transport the goods.
Most of the caravans coming and going on the Silk Road, when transshipment goods, will choose this kind of slow walking, but amazingly powerful large animals.
"Hmm!" Zhang Zheng didn't want to speak, because he felt that his whole mouth was full of mud and sand, so he just gently bowed his head in agreement.
After all, a group of people in Abudu are professionals, and it doesn't hurt to listen to the advice of experts as a non-professional.
Originally, the horses should have been replaced with camels when the Yumen Pass was passed, but unfortunately Zhang Zheng was carried away by anger at that time.
I didn't even stay at Yumen Pass for a while, let alone replace livestock.
"How far is it?" On the camel on Zhang Zheng's side, Cui Shu's face was already covered with wind and frost, and his face had been blown dry and cracked by the wind and sand above the desert.
The mouth is also the same as Zhang Zheng, covering most of it with a silk handkerchief, and his eyes are already full of exhaustion.
And that's just a short journey from Yumen Pass to Yizhou. And there are still thousands of miles to go from Illinois to Xizhou.
"It's coming, it's going to be Illinois in one more day." Abdul as a guide was no better than the others.
The Silk Road sounds like a road of romance and opportunity. But in fact, only if you come and walk through it once, you will know that there is more to this road than the vast desert and camel bells.
There are also the sufferings and blood and tears of countless merchants who acted as messengers between the East and the West. Some people have made huge profits on this road, but many more have become a dried corpse on the Silk Road.
Another corpse appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and Abdu and his men dug a pit and buried the corpse in the sand without saying a word.
And a wooden plank was used as a tombstone, at least for the next few days, this plank could serve as a signpost for later caravans.
Although the plank would be buried by the wind and sand in a few days, Abudu still completed the process meticulously.
This is the seventh corpse that everyone has encountered since they came out of Gala Lake. In Abdul's words, these seven are all people who have been favored by the heavens.
At the very least, there will be latecomers who will find a place for them. More people were blown away by the desert wind, and carried away by the wind along with the yellow sand.
And the reason why Abdu did this is also very simple. If one day he dies on this Silk Road, there will be a successor who will bury his body for him.
This is already the common tacit understanding of people walking on this Silk Road, whether it is the Tang people, or the people of the Western Regions, or the Persia farther away, the big cannibalism...... Zhang Zheng stopped, silently watched Abudu finish all this, and then went on the road without saying a word.
Zhang Zheng will not agree with such rules, but he will not break them. At night, Zhang Zheng and Cui Shu sat in front of a fire, both wearing thick leather jackets.
The desert fire is also very interesting, no matter how warm the side facing the fire is, the side facing the fire is always cold to the bone.
The temperature of a flame can only be transmitted to one surface in a single way.
"I regret it, I told you not to come, you want to come." Zhang Zheng scattered his hair, shook it slightly, and a burst of yellow mist rose on his head.
"What is there to regret, even if I knew that it was the case today, I would have made the same choice." Cui Shu leaned on Zhang Zheng's body and replied lightly.
She didn't shake the sand on her body like Zhang Zheng, because there were too many of them, and whether she shook or not was the same.
Zhang Zheng pulled up his long hair and fixed it with a black hosta that had turned the color of earth, and then said with a wry smile: "Why are you doing this." ”
"I just want to feel how desperate people can be in the face of death, and then try to do something to atone for my brother's sins, and to accumulate some virtue for the child in my womb." Cui Shu reclined on Zhang Zheng's lap, and her words revealed a hint of sadness.