As September approaches, a rain fell in the central part of the Pamir Mountains, and the temperature has dropped slightly. The originally shallow water surface soared, and the crowded river beaches became turbulent. In another month, the climate here will turn sharply. When the brown foothills are covered with silver, it will not be possible to continue to pass. Even so, the caravans following the rear of the army are already rushing to travel, spreading among the mountain roads like a long dragon.

The central part of the Pamir Mountains is located west, less than twenty miles away from Yucheng City.

The winding convoy, horse team, camel team and light and simple guards, most of them were Qiang people in Xiliang. They seemed to be comfortable with the rugged roads and highland climate. From time to time, they stopped to guard the surroundings and waited for their employers. Then they drank a few sips of wine with their fellow tribes, pointed at them, and compared them with their hometown Liangzhou in Qiang language. After a few words, they burst into laughter. It was obvious that there was no dense mountainous mountainous mountain and made them feel disdainful.

Located in the middle of the marching team, a carriage with the small flag of the word "Lu" was shaking across the uneven road. In the stroking curtains, half of her handsome and delicate side face was occasionally exposed. Her hair was neatly tied under a green scarf, wearing a deep dress with grass and cloud patterns, sitting upright behind a short table, looking at the bamboo slips in her hand, seeing the puzzled parts, she frowned slightly, raised the fine brush in her other hand that she had held for a long time, and made some symbols on it to facilitate the explanation of the back. The tip of the ink was placed beside her mouth and licked it, and she was so confused.

"Young Master, there are five miles ahead, and you are almost at Yucheng City in Dayuan. Just now, the old man saw several scouts of Governor Gongsun passing by here... The old man's life is really worth it..."

At this time, an old man riding a horse outside the carriage came over and spoke to interrupt his thoughts. As he was talking, his old face smiled and pointed to the vague city wall in the distance: "...For the first time, I saw with my own eyes that a foreign country was slaughtered by my great man."

The eldest son mentioned by the caravan manager, named Lu Xun, was from the Lu family in Jiangdong. He lost his father at a young age and followed his grandfather Lu Kang to study in Shu County. Later, Yuan Shu sent Sun Ce to attack Lujiang, which caused Lu Kang to die of illness after he captured the city. The entire Lu family also suffered heavy casualties and suffered heavy casualties in the war. Lu Kang's eldest son Lu Ji was five years younger than Lu Xun, and the burden of the family fell on him, which was also considered a recognized eldest son.

The curtain of the car was lifted, and Lu Xun stood next to the coachman, looking to the northwest, the direction the manager pointed, a large number of pastorals were destroyed, and the burning black spots were imprinted on this land. As the team continued to move forward, a gap of the city wall collapsed and dark red blood stains remained. The movement caused by the convoy through here shocked groups of crows flying from the fields, black and rotten odor remained in the air.

For a moment, many people looked at the city that once had vitality, and no one had the intention to speak anymore.

"Uncle Chen, keep going."

The skylight has been hundreds of ways west, and Guishan City is already in a state of tension. In the past, vendors who used to recruit customers on the streets only sounded sporadically, and pedestrians were hard to see on the streets. Teams of soldiers patrolling the city walls, but their eyes were looking out of the city from time to time. The generals guarding the city held the weapons on their waists, and their hands were trembling...

It was a huge army formation that I had never seen before.

An innumerable cavalry came from the east, and twenty cavalrymen, with two thousand cavalry as a team, used the fields outside the city as a happy ground, hovering in the sight of everyone, while more troops were still coming from the east from afar. There were also cavalry teams, and even many infantrymen. The huge wolf flag was accompanied by countless flags of various colors, and they set up camp under the eyes of the Dayuan people.

On the morning of August 29, the cavalry began to rush to the wilderness and formed a vague siege to encircle Guishan City. A large number of civilians and craftsmen left the camp to build a huge platform. On the 30th, the messenger of a single horse came to Guishan City and handed the letters of the Han Dynasty governor to Meitu.

The period of time in Guishan City was originally a panic period. Suddenly, the Han people's letters were delivered, causing a lot of trouble. The people did not know what was written on it, but in the afternoon, they saw the new king of Dayuan and the officials escorted out of the city gate under the escort of the leaders of various departments.

The wind outside the city gradually became louder, and the Dayuan army extended left and right, all of which were people, and the footsteps of horses were connected together. Meitu, who was riding on the horse, swept across the soldiers, and the generals' expressions and ideas were mostly like "can fight one". After all, there were many soldiers and horses that they had gathered out of the city, and they had resisted and forced the Han people to leave. However, Meitu had experienced the offensive of the Han people. Even if they were defending the city, how could they fight against them in the wilderness?

Only Kushan and Anxue can really fight against the Han people. Even Kangju, which is a little stronger than Dayuan in the north, may not be able to do it...

Boom... Boom... Boom...

Just as he was thinking about things in a daze, suddenly there seemed to be thunder sounding from afar, rolling over and unstoppable.

"What happened to your highness. The Han people seemed to be going to fight with us!" Someone next to him stretched his neck and looked into the distance.

Meitu frowned. Before he could make a sound, someone in the army shouted uneasily: "Array" horn blew the sky, and the teams that stretched out of the city quickly gathered towards their generals. Most of the infantry knew that there were Han troops outside, but what to do when they left the city, they didn't know at all as lower-level soldiers. When they heard the orders of combat passed among the running cavalry, they were all a little panicked.

"What a mess? I'm sending the orders of Meitu, so that the surrounding troops will not move!" The new king of Dayuan turned around and roared at the nearby cavalry. A cavalry pointed at the distance nervously: "Your Highness, the enemy is coming!"

Following the direction pointed out by the soldiers, and even on the vast field on the other side, two black lines split into several streams in the sky like flowing water and hugged them together. The roaring horse hooves were getting closer and closer. Meitu narrowed his eyes and recognized that it was the group of grassland people who killed Yucheng City under the city wall that day.

"Don't move around" he shouted again.

No one paid attention to him. After all, no one dared to relax his vigilance when facing the cavalry formed by the rushing force. The leaders of each tribe gradually became serious. The army set up formations in front of them, round shields flipped, spears poked out like forests, and the archer followed behind to pull the bow and arrows to form layers of defensive formations.

However, he was not affected by the cavalry next time. Tens of thousands of cavalry spreading slowed down a hundred feet away. Then he heard the sound of the Han people shouting: "Warning!" Then hundreds of voices shouted loudly, and the entire unfolding cavalry array gathered into a huge sound in an instant.

Wow

Tens of thousands of grassland cavalry raised their short bows and pointed them at the sky. In the middle, the Dayuan army, which had closed its formation, had previously felt that the atmosphere of fighting was gradually solidified on people's faces, but at this moment, the sound of war drums in front of them were ringing in the direction of the platform with a white big wolf flag standing upright.

The flags rolled, and more troops walked slowly towards this side over the platform.

Boom boom!

Boom boom boom boom!

The army that spread out was moving forward like a wall with the sound of war drums. The leaves of iron armor rustled on the human body. Countless iron hooves and human steps shook the earth, splashing dust particles and spreading among the moving military formations, and there were vague shouts that conveyed orders.

"stop!"

The knights carrying the flag ran in front of the army, and their voices became clearer: "Stop"

A dark-skinned general raised his arm suddenly. A soldier named Cangcheng in front of him also silently pressed his shield to the ground like him. A series of cold sword lights pulled out from his waist and hit the shield. Thousands of swords were neatly made a "bang" sound, and the lineup was solemn.

Meitu was secretly shocked to see that the infantryman opposite was that he had never seen on the city before. He was the commander in the border city and had his own judgment on the combat effectiveness of the soldiers. Compared with the Han soldiers who attacked the city that day, the former was a madman who was desperate. The one in front of him was a thorny iron wall, knife, spear, shield, iron armor, and even crossbow... whoever touched him felt like he died.

Xilulu

A loud horse moan pulled him back from the sacred tour. A fiery red war horse excitedly shook his hooves on the side of the army of more than 3,000 people. It was a figure with a golden crown and a flower robe on it. He was holding a weapon longer than a human being. He was staring at him. Meitu almost instinctively turned his gaze and reached out to touch his neck that was a little cold.

"Dayuan Army? Humph!" Lu Lingqi was wearing military uniform, with her halberd tip hanging on the ground, and her cloak was fluttering. Although the number of Bingzhou Iron Cavalry behind her was small, they were all elite. After stopping, they were already looking for a gap that could break through the opponent's front line as soon as possible. This was also a long-standing habit.

In front, Lu Bu heard his daughter's disdainful voice and looked over with a serious expression: "Don't underestimate the enemy... Forget it, just scare them."

The originally tight pretty face over there was a twitching corner of his mouth, almost laughing. The girl immediately restrained herself, glanced at her father with a blame look, and lowered her voice: "Don't make Lingqi laugh!"

"Hahaha"

With a sound of Lu Bu, he inserted the halberd into the soil on the side of the horse and pointed at the Dayuan army that was spreading across the street. "If you want to laugh, just laugh, just a barbarian, why should you give him face!"

The sound was as loud as thunder.

Countless people laughed after hearing the words, and laughed over and over again. The laughter came over there. Dayuan Wang Meitu and some upper-level officials who could understand Chinese were all pale.

At this time, the sound of war drums continued, and more army formations moved over in a mighty manner. The sky light pierced, and densely reflected a cold light of iron armor. It was the White Wolf Cavalry and the Western Liang Iron Cavalry. The two leaders were both white robes and silver armor, and a long spear, which were listed on the platform.

A veteran ran out of the formation and suddenly pulled the big bow in his hand towards the Dayuan people opposite him.

Before Meitu could react, the guards around him seemed to be sleepwalking. He heard a whoosh in the air. An arrow had been nailed to the ground a few steps away from the horse, and his remaining strength was still buzzing... trembling.

On the high platform.

The wind blew, and the huge wolf flag, together with the cloak behind the tall body, swept in the sun. The wolf king who had slaughtered tens of thousands of people stood on the edge of the platform, raised his arms, and clenched his fists. Under this sky, endless crowds of people made huge screams, and weapons slammed into the sky.

At one moment, Gongsun Zhi put down his arm and pointed to the opposite side of the audience.
Chapter completed!