Autumn has arrived, and the fields in the Western Regions gradually became depressed. However, the number of business travel has increased.

Every day, a large number of caravans follow ancient roads, cross oasis and city-states, and head towards the land of wealth in the east.

Since the Huns moved westward, the vast Western Regions have suddenly become empty.

Sometimes, the caravan may not be able to see people for several days.

You can only sleep in abandoned villages or canyons on the Gobi Desert.

The increase in business travel has also led to the increase in horse bandits.

On the desolate fields, the vultures that smelled meat were observing and looking at the caravans that were not too many guards or were tired.

As long as they have the chance, they will take decisive action and kill people and rob people.

For this reason, the business travelers had to gather into a relatively large team and set out accordingly.

At this time, at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains, a business trip consisting of seven or eight caravans was winding and trekking among the rugged mountains and rivers.

Along the way, they were already thirsty and tired.

But no one dared to rest.

Because not long ago, a large number of horse bandits appeared on this road.

They attacked several caravans, and only a few escaped alive.

The rest were killed by the cruel horse bandits, and their heads were inserted into wooden stakes.

That was the standard way for the Huns to revenge.

However, now the Xiongnu in the Western Regions have moved westward, and news of their rampage in Kangju came from afar.

It is said that Kangju has been massacred, and hundreds of thousands of Kangju people have become their slaves.

so……

Where did the Huns emerge at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains?

The merchants' hearts are like mirrors, but no one dares to tell them.

They could only pretend to be stupid and pray in their hearts that they could be lucky enough to pass through this devilish journey.

"A hundred miles away, you can enter the Han Dynasty's Dragon Hunting Range..." A man with brown pupils led a horse to encourage the morale of the business travelers: "Everyone gritted his teeth and persevered for another two days, and he would not be able to work hard like this!"

"When I arrived at Luntai, I would like to go to Hua Street in Luntai, the girls in Hua Street, and you will have as much as you want!"

So, the business and travelers immediately agreed to the promise, and many people became energetic.

So much so that smiles appeared on people's faces.

It seemed as if Luntai City was already in front of us. In the prosperous city, countless shops and beautiful girls in the flower street were waving to them.

Unfortunately, their happiness did not last long.

When the team treks out from the mountains and rivers with difficulty and enters a narrow dirt road.

From all directions, the horse's hooves were shaken.

Hundreds of cavalrymen wearing traditional Hun sheepskin coats, felt hats, and various weapons appeared in people's sight.

"Bandits!" The caravan immediately panicked.

In a hurry, they fenced all the vehicles and formed a loose array of vehicles.

In an attempt to rely on such a car array to prevent these terrible enemies from attacking and killing.

But they forgot one thing that is now afternoon.

It's about to come to night.

In the autumn Gobi Desert, the outdoor temperature will drop directly to below zero at night, and may even snow.

People who cannot make fires without bonfires will be frozen to death by low temperatures.

And those horse bandits obviously knew this well.

So, after seeing the caravan's action, they turned over and dismounted, then watched from a distance and monitored.

For them, if they can solve the enemy and get treasure without effort and death, they can do so, why take risks?

The members of the caravan who were surrounded did not understand at first.

But as time went by, especially as the sun gradually drooped westward and the temperature began to drop, they finally woke up.

"What to do? What to do?!" Everyone was in a panic.

They knew what would happen if they were outdoors without a bonfire and tent?

They have also seen the miserable situation of those poor people who were frozen to death on the roadside.

Those people will strip their clothes naked and then struggle on the ground in pain, twisting and grabbing their bodies.

In the end, he was frozen to death by the roadside, his body was covered in bruises, and the fear on his face remained.

"Mom...Mom..." A timid person started crying in despair.

"Fight with them!" Some people with more courage shouted loudly.

The owners of each caravan had other thoughts.

"Send someone to ask how much wealth they want to let us go?" someone suggested.

If they can work hard, they don't mind.

So, the proposal was quickly passed.

The caravan immediately sent an envoy, naked and empty-handed, approaching the horse bandits carefully.

However, when the envoy walked to the front of the bandits about thirty steps, he was about to shout.

The bandit opposite him bent his bow and arrow and aimed at him.

When the messenger saw the situation, he was so scared that he immediately turned around and ran away.

But unfortunately, the legs can't escape the arrows.

Puff puff puff!

This poor man was instantly shot through his body by more than ten sharp arrows and fell to the ground.

A horse bandit immediately rode out and came to the corpse of the messenger. In front of all the merchants, he calmly cut off his head, then took a wooden stake from the horse's back and nailed it into the wasteland land. Then he raised the bloody head and inserted it into the wooden stake with his own hands.

Blood splattered his face.

"Hahaha!" The horse bandit's smile was crazy and terrifying, resounding throughout the wasteland.

All the people from the business and travelers were trembling as they heard the laughter.

Everyone is trapped in the deepest despair and fear.

The sunset is gradually setting, and soon the sun is about to set.

The gravel on the ground has begun to cool down, and the air on the wasteland has gradually become colder.

The north wind blew down from the mountains and rivers, and everyone noticed the threat of death.

Not far away, the bandits had already summoned firewood, ignited a bonfire, and even burned hot water to cook food.

"what to do……"

"Are we all going to die here?"

"God, if you have spirits, then save us..." The Hu Shangs prayed in despair.

Just as the sun was about to set, the bandits suddenly became restless.

Then, under the gaze of Hu Shang, they turned on their horses and disappeared into the wilderness in an instant.

Only the bonfires they were still burning and the cooking utensils on the bonfire were left.

"The god is obviously powerful?" The Hu merchants looked at each other.

But they would know the next second, that it was not their God's obvious spirit.

Instead, their guardian came.

On the distant fields, a team of horses was walking from the south.

The red battle robe shines in the sunset, and a black dragon flag flutters in the wind.

It was the patrol team of the Han army, from the Xunlongsai garrison more than 100 miles away.

Although there are only one hundred horses, such power is enough to make any horse bandit frightened.
Chapter completed!