The two little snow leopards devoured it, and in a blink of an eye, they swallowed more than a dozen catties of roast mutton, their little bellies were bulging, and they didn't leave at the feet of Yang Chuan.

They rubbed around on Yang Chuan's deerskin boots, and couldn't help but lick them a few times, and it seemed that they were very fond of this pair of furry things.

So, he simply cocked his hind legs, one left and one right, and sprinkled two bubbles of urine on it.

Yang Chuan was angry and laughing, but he was really helpless.

His father told him that this was the 'confession ceremony' of the king of the snowy mountains, saying that from now on, they would always follow their masters, and warned the other beasts not to think anything wrong of their masters.

Isn't that what it means to pee? ’

Of course, Yang Chuan couldn't say this yet, looking at the fanatical eyes of Tang Yi's father, Hu Shang and the female slaves who rested, he probably guessed that these guys should have been completely brainwashed by the so-called 'myths and legends'.

In this regard, Yang Chuan also had nothing to say.

Who hasn't had the experience of being brainwashed in the world?

The Hu people in the Western Regions were brainwashed by Tengger, the scholars in the Central Plains were brainwashed by the sages, the courtiers were brainwashed by the emperor, and the common people were brainwashed by the government...... Even Yang Chuan himself, didn't he wait for twenty or thirty years, bent on becoming a successor?

With two snacks, Yang Chuan finally didn't have to face the dangerous snow leopard mother in person.

That's a good thing.

The five fat roasted whole sheep have already been eaten by Zhang Qian, Tangyi's father and others, and there is not much left, and the two little snow leopards have eaten more than a dozen catties of meat, and there are almost some bare bones left.

The female snow leopard had not yet eaten, which made the two little snow leopards very anxious, and they bit Yang Chuan's sheepskin robe and did not let go, and they wanted to pull him to their mother's side.

So, Yang Chuan had to roast another fat sheep for the female snow leopard.

The mutton was cooked, and there was a steady stream of two snacks to give to the big foodies, and the family hid on the mountain rock not far away, and they were happy, and they actually lived there.

Every time Yangchuan cooks, whether it is barbecue or stew, the two little snow leopards will go to the banquet on time......

"A good chef has finally become a breeder."

Yang Chuan said this, but he had another emotion in his heart: "After experiencing too much barbarism and slaughter, I finally found that beasts are more gentle than humans......

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At the same time, Zhang Qian, Tangyi's father and others also took action, cutting wood, tying up rafts, and transporting a part of the cattle, sheep, horses and camel teams to the canyon opposite Haizi, intending to avoid the limelight first.

Destroying a Qiang tribe is not a trivial matter, and if it is detected by the Huns or the nearby Qiang tribe, it will definitely be retaliated by madness.

Fortunately, the Western Regions are too big, and the connection between tribes is not close, coupled with the nomadic tribe's lifestyle of 'living by water and grass', they are not afraid of news leakage for a while.

The biggest trouble is still those cattle, sheep and horses.

The Qiang warriors of the Aries tribe died, and the slaves, women, and children scattered in a hurry, and they did not know where they went, and the cattle, sheep, and horses everywhere became ownerless, and whoever drove them away was counted.

Therefore, everyone is more greedy.

In particular, those Hu merchants from the Dayue clan and Anxito took advantage of the chaos to drive back more than 200 horses, 500 cattle and nearly 2,000 sheep.

They swore that all the cattle, sheep and horses were their 'offerings' to the king of the snowy mountains.

In other words, it is dedicated to Yang Chuan......

Cattle and sheep are okay to say, anyway, whoever is grazing can almost be identified as whose it is, but those war horses are different, and each horse has a wolf head brand of the Huns on its buttocks.

"That's not going to work."

In the newly built camp in the Grand Canyon, Yang Chuan roasted mutton for everyone, and told Zhang Qian worriedly that the Huns had strict control over the Qiang tribes, and cavalry came to inspect every other month.

"Moreover, the Huns we killed did not return in time, and within ten days and half a month, the Huns would notice it."

Yang Chuan continued: "Those cattle, sheep and horses are too big, they have to find a way to move, and they must not stay in this vicinity." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Qian nodded yes.

He held a wooden stick in his hand, sketched it on the ground, and muttered: "The location we are in now should be Ruoqiang, that is, in the upper reaches of the Tarim River...... No, it should be the Milan River.

A certain family originally wanted to go back to Chang'an by Qiang Middle Road, but they encountered Qiang cavalry on the way and were caught.

It seems that this road is not going to work. ”

Yang Chuan glanced at the 'map' that Zhang Qian had drawn on the ground, was secretly surprised, and said in his heart: 'No wonder people can be sealed through tourism, just this casual drawing, it is a very standard map!' ’

The folds are mountains, the wavy lines are rivers, and the two rough long lines wind for thousands of miles, from the Western Regions to Chang'an, is it not the Hexi Corridor and the Qiangzhong Road?

According to historical records, Zhang Qian's first mission to the Western Regions, on the way back was the southern route, through Khotan, Jimo, Shanshan, southeast through Altun Mountain, into the Qaidam Basin, and wanted to return to Chang'an from the Qiang Middle Road, but was captured by the Xiongnu again when passing through Wuqiang to Xianshuihai (Qinghai Lake).

After a year of stay, the Huns had a civil strife and took the opportunity to flee back to Chang'an......

In other words, let's save Zhang Qian with a few catties of aconitine, thus changing history? ’

Yang Chuan squatted on the ground, carefully watched the 'Silk Road map' drawn by Zhang Qian, and asked tentatively: "Uncle, do you say that the Huns are powerful, or the Qiang people are powerful?" ”

"The Huns are good at fighting, and the Qiang people are simple and barbaric, and they are not easy to deal with."

Zhang Qian dropped the small wooden stick in his hand and said with a smile: "Actually, the Qiang people are the descendants of the ancient Yellow Emperor, and they are related to the Han people by blood, plus they are between farming and herding, but it is even more difficult. ”

The first time Yang Chuan heard the high arguments of the ancients, he was shocked.

In his original idea, the Huns' good warfare made Great Qin and the Han Dynasty embarrassed, and they built the Great Wall and sent the princess and relatives, which can be called the overlord of the north.

And in Zhang Qian's eyes, he actually attaches more importance to the Qiang people?

Think about the Huns, under the devastating blows of Wei Qing, Huo Quzhi, Dou Xian, and Bangu, they finally scattered and gradually disappeared in the long river of history; The Qiang people, on the other hand, have survived in various ways......

I have to say that Zhang Qian's vision is really unique.

"Of course, for now, the Huns are our mortal enemies," Zhang Qian pondered for a moment, and said with some interest: "Let's think about how to return to Chang'an smoothly." ”

Yang Chuan said with a smile: "Why don't you live in seclusion for a year, and when there is civil strife among the Huns, let's take the opportunity to go back to Chang'an?" ”

According to historical records, a year later, the Xiongnu were in civil strife, and Zhang Qian fled back to the Han Dynasty.

However, he can't talk nonsense, plus he is just a twelve-year-old boy, and he is soft-spoken, so Yang Chuan can only talk in a half-joking way.

Unexpectedly, after Zhang Qian heard the word 'civil strife', he fell into deep thought for a while, and muttered to himself: "Civil strife? Win in the chaos...... Yang Chuan boy, you have a good idea. ”

Yang Chuan opened his mouth for a while, and then said, "The kid is talking nonsense, ......"

Zhang Qian laughed, and slapped Yang Chuan with a palm: "Tong Yan is unscrupulous, a certain family thinks that your kid's nonsense is quite reasonable, no wonder the king of the snow mountain will not give up."

In that case, let's let the Huns have a civil strife. ”