The city of Khotan is located at the foot of Kunlun Mountain. The high glaciers flow into the yellow sand of the Tarim Basin along the foothills. The city of Khotan is built along the river and is surrounded by vast oasis, which can plant crops and raise livestock. There are many oasis like this, distributed along the Kunlun Mountains and Tianshan Mountains. The oasis is like natural supply stations. Structures all the oasis together and is the ancient Silk Road.

Merchants from the Western Regions traveled thousands of miles to enter the Central Plains, exchanged gold, silver, jewelry and various spices for silk and porcelain, and then transported them back to the distant West by relying on camel caravans.

The road ahead requires years of calculation, and it is full of dangers and may be buried in the yellow sand at any time.

However, even if it is difficult and dangerous, it cannot stop people from pursuing interests.

Brother Guo Xing stood beside the clear spring. The cold mountain spring water washed his face and suddenly became much more energetic.

He had heard gentlemen talk about the Western Regions many times in the past, but the splendid language could not describe one ten thousandth of the Western Regions. Behind him was the legendary Kanerjing, and in front of him was a large poplar forest, with cattle, horses and livestock eating grass leisurely in the woods, enjoying a rare peace.

Brother Guo Xing found a stone tablet, which was erected by an official named Li in the Tang Dynasty. The mottled inscription shows that it took them thirty-six years to repair the Kanerjing, and hundreds of people died!

Every inch of land here is soaked with countless blood and sweat of the predecessors.

How can you give up such a treasure land?

It is better to be in this situation than to be strong. In any case, you cannot lose the Western Regions... Although you have won the Black Khanate, peace is still too far away. You must speed up your preparations, because larger battles will break out at any time!

Brother Guo Xing returned to the city from the foothills, and he found that Chen Shi and Li Shengtian were arguing... After the victory of the battle, they captured a large number of prisoners, and Li Shengtian insisted on killing all the prisoners.

Only by stacking their bodies into mountains can the Black Khanate feel a painful pain!

"For decades, they have always been their people, slaughtering our people. This time we have to use more cruel means to retaliate against them! Let them understand that Khotan is not easy to bully!"

Chen Shi understood Li Shengtian's anger very well, but he always felt that prisoners were of some use. For example, the city had to be reinforced and the moat had to be built. The city of Khotan was already short of labor and wasted 20,000 people. It was a pity.

"There's no way!" Li Shengtian spread his hands, "General Chen, you have to know our difficulties. There is too little food in the city. The Black Khanate continues to invade. We have lost half of the oasis. They are just a group of robbers. In order to break through the city, they will even dig Kaner wells!"

This elderly king was heartbroken and angry. For the people of the Western Regions, Kanerjing means water, and water here means everything... For hundreds of years, everyone has agreed that no matter what kind of battle it is, Kanerjing cannot be destroyed. Whoever destroys it will be punished by God!

However, in recent decades, the Black Khanate has emerged and they don’t care at all. Wherever they pass, they robbed and destroyed them in a crazy way... It’s especially hateful that even Kaneri doesn’t let go!

The Black Khanate knew very well that even in the Western Regions, the Han people could not change their farming habits. As long as the farmland was destroyed, the Han people would not be able to gain a foothold, and the land was theirs... These people didn't even care that the land turned into a desert. Anyway, they would not farm, so they just continued to rob.

"Food, we need food. In order to survive, we have to hunt yellow sheep, camels, wild horses, and even snow leopards on the mountain!"

Li Shengtian believed in Buddhism and always had a little awe of the creatures, especially the elves on the snow-capped mountains, and they couldn't bear to hurt them, but there was no way, they always had to live... Li Shengtian even thought that after killing the prisoners, sprinkle salt on the body, perhaps at some point, it could be used!

Chen Shi's scalp was numb. Even though he had been to the Western Regions for some days, he was still frightened by the bad situation here.

"In fact, prisoners can be exchanged for food!" Guo Xingge bared his teeth and said, "Twenty thousand prisoners are 20,000 laborers. I think the court is willing to pay a high price!"

Li Shengtian frowned, "Your Highness, the Central Plains are extremely vast, with hundreds of millions of creatures, and will you care about 20,000 people?"

"Of course!" Guo Xingge smiled and said, "The emperor and champion Hou are doing their best to supervise the construction of Shu Road. Such a difficult project will definitely kill many people. If you use prisoners to build roads, you don't have to worry about anything, and you can speed up the progress of the project!"

Li Shengtian was overjoyed when he heard this. The faster the Shu Road was built, the faster the heavy troops of the Great Zhou Dynasty could enter the Western Regions, and they could be resurrected!

"If this is true, it's okay to give it for free!"

Brother Guo Xing waved his hand, "I have my own way to do this. I guarantee that I can sell it at a good price. Just watch it!"

Brother Guo Xing touched the jade sign in his arms and showed a sly smile.

When my sister-in-law is leaving, she must not ignore the treasure she gives to her.

If the prisoners were given to the court and the court was allowed to allocate food and transported to the Western Regions, not to mention the long journey, the cumbersome process alone would be enough to make people despair.

Brother Guo Xing came up with an excellent solution.

He gathered all the prisoners and auctioned them publicly to the merchants. He didn't have money, just food, or meat equivalent to food.

After taking pictures of the slave, you will get a document. With this document, you can go to Dazhou to participate in the contracting project.

The merchants in the Western Regions are definitely the most cunning group of people. They walk on the most dangerous business roads all year round. Each of them has developed a pair of sharp eyes and can best smell where the business opportunities are.

Take the present for example. One stone of grain can be exchanged for another prisoner, and one prisoner can be sold for almost fifteen stakes in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the supply is in short supply.

Slave traders can make a lot of money.

Not to mention contracting projects.

The court spared no expense to build roads, and took some soup and water at will, which was astronomical. Even if they lost money, some people were willing to do it because they built the Shu Road, and used gunpowder to blast and cement to build roads.

Learn these techniques and you will have a lot of opportunities to make money in the future.

Moreover, many merchants have a dream of Chang'an. During the prosperous Tang Dynasty, many merchants lived in Chang'an all year round, indulging in enjoyment and enjoying themselves... The prosperity of Kaifeng is still above Chang'an, so how could anyone not covet it!

Participate in the project of the Great Zhou Dynasty and obtain the qualification to live in Kaifeng... After figuring out the key, the merchant took action.

No one knew where they got the food, nor did anyone know what methods they used. In short, within a month, the warehouses in Khotan were full.

But when they went to extract the prisoners, a scene that stunned them appeared.

The soldiers in charge of guard tied the prisoners to wooden stakes, stuffed them into their mouths, then removed their pants, and then skillfully used a dagger to cut two oval objects into the basin, clean and neat, without any hesitation.

Solved one, continue to the next one.

Seeing the merchants coming, the soldier smiled and said, "Please please, donor, please see, these are all the wounds recovered. Donor, please count. Goodbye, donor, welcome again..." The soldier smiled and amiable, and took off his hat, showed his big bald head, and bowed to the merchant.

Almost every businessman turned green and fled like leaving the camp. The faster the better, the better. They swore to the sky that they would never go to the temple to burn incense in this life. It was so terrible!

The monk soldiers in the Western Regions are completely synonymous with the evil ghosts of Shura.

But they didn't care and even took pride in it.

Although Khotan believed in Buddhism, most children would not become monks in temples. Many monks were orphans, and their parents and relatives died at the hands of barbarians.

Their temples faced the fate of being destroyed. In the past, they were pleased with their eyebrows and seemed to have accepted the arrangements of fate. But when they saw a glimmer of hope, these people were crazyer than anyone else!

It is already kind enough to not take your life, and the root of your life must be left behind!

The monks even began to hunt on their own initiative, and they went to capture the Tubo people, the Uighurs, and all the barbarians who could see... The barbarians could exchange food, and barbarians could also build roads. Once the roads were built, the assistance from the Central Plains came. There was nothing more touching than this.

"I think this may be dangerous!" Zhao Kuangyi reminded.

Brother Guo Xing shrugged, "But we cannot stop the enthusiasm of the people of Khotan, and we cannot pour cold water on the people of the Western Regions, right, senior brother?"

Zhao Er punched him hard and said angrily: "You are getting more and more cunning now. You want me to wipe your butt!"

Brother Guo Xing smiled loudly, "That's right, who made you my senior brother! Even the Marquis praised your ability!"

Zhao Er snorted, "You should use your master to suppress me. I know what to do!" Zhao Kuangyi stretched out three fingers, "The Black Khanate, the Uighurs in Xizhou, and the Tubo people will join forces to kill Yutian, and even attack before the Great Zhou sends troops."

"What should I do?" Brother Guo Xing asked honestly.

Zhao Er said angrily: "It's not you, you're too high-profile. How did your master teach me? You have to keep a low profile and make a fortune in silence. Do you understand?"

Brother Guo Xing's mouth twitched twice, saying, "Senior brother, we have all defeated 50,000 Black Sweat Cavalry. Do you think you can still keep a low profile?"

This time it was Zhao Er's turn to be speechless. After a while, he hummed and said, "No matter what, the generals come to block the water and cover the soil. I will send a letter to the master first to see how much he can help. The key is still on us!"

"Senior brother has a solution?" Brother Guo Xing's eyes shiny!

"Hahaha!" Zhao Kuangyi smiled confidently and said, "Don't worry, senior brother is doing this!"
Chapter completed!