After the veterans of the Anxi Army rested for a day, they sent several people to the Luze Garden in the east of the city the next day to meet with the monk who broke the precepts. One of them thanked the master for violating the military expenses he had brought for many years. The other was to destroy the Uzbeg Kingdom and disband the Anxi Army.

The predicament allowed hundreds of countries in the Western Regions to escape from the clutches of the devil.

After the formal ceremony, the monk who broke the precepts learned that the last protector of Anxi, the iron-blooded prince Guo Xin, had relapsed due to his old age on the way home. He managed to see Yumen Pass and passed away happily.

When the monk who broke the precepts heard this, he couldn't help but sigh: "If I wish to serve my country with this life, why should I be born in Yumen Pass! Protector Guo, have a good journey!"

The veteran of the Anxi Army wiped away his old tears and bowed respectfully again: "Wuzang, who oppressed hundreds of countries in the Western Region, was destroyed by the master. We, the veterans of the Anxi Protectorate who guard the border for the country but are trapped in the isolated city, rely on us.

Master turned the world around with just one hand and was able to escape from the cage! Few people know about your achievements, but the soldiers and civilians of all countries in the Western Regions remember it in their hearts!"

The broken monk's brows twitched slightly, and he heard the meaning, and smiled lightly: "Uszang has been deploying troops abroad all the year round. Under the brutal military tactics, it has exhausted the national power accumulated over the years. It looks like flowers are blooming, and fire is cooking oil, but in reality it is...

I put it on the fire to barbecue. I just poured a spoonful of hot oil on the fire and let it happen."

Having said this, the monk who broke the precepts reached behind his back, reached into the Hutian (demiplane) opened by the pseudo-jindan (virtual godhead), grabbed a scroll, placed it in front of the veteran of the Anxi Army, and slowly opened it.

It is a map of various countries in the Western Regions.

"The evil tiger of Us Tibetan Kingdom has long been gray, but we still have to beware of the Uighurs, Tiele and other grassland forces who are colluding with each other. Jincheng has been suffering from famine for many years, and people may not be able to eat enough horse chews. Why don't you take some young men to the grasslands?

If you go on a journey, you can support the war and save food from the enemy. Secondly, you can train an elite army as soon as possible and do your best to rebuild the Anxi Protectorate. How about it?"

Several veterans of the Anxi Army were slightly interested in this. Perhaps they were not of sufficient rank and could not make the decision for a while. The monk who broke the precepts saw the trick and suggested: "Since the Hexi Corridor was captured by Wu Zang, the Anxi Protectorate has become

In an enclave, the Us Tibetans are pressing forward step by step, and the Anxi Army has been fighting for years. If it weren't for the overt and covert support from various countries in the Western Regions, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to hold on until now."

The broken monk pointed at the relatively "vast" grassland on the map: "Jincheng Fan Town is about to compete in the Central Plains. You Anxi Army officers and soldiers are guarding the border for the country. I can't bear to see you brandishing swords at your compatriots. Why don't you go to the grassland and gallop around to avoid one or two."

"

Faced with the eminent monk Xiaozhi's words of emotion and reason, the three veterans of the Anxi Army looked at each other speechlessly. They also knew that the Lord of Jincheng Fan Town sent people thousands of miles away to pick up the remnants of the Anxi Army, and there would definitely be arrangements.

Yue Zu agreed on his behalf.

The monk who broke the precepts had long known that this would be the outcome. He originally wanted to laugh out loud, but his emotions were just rising, but he kept his Taoist heart and suppressed it.

Later, the two sides chatted about interesting things they had seen in the Western Regions. The monk who broke the precepts talked about the battle to destroy Uzang and asked the Xiliang Women's Kingdom to send troops. The customs and customs were so unique that the veterans of the Anxi Army clicked their tongues and talked about it from the sun up.

By the end of the day, I had even forgotten to eat lunch. I felt hunger burning in my belly, so I was exhausted and said goodbye.

A few days later, the caravans from various countries in the Western Regions purchased enough goods in Jincheng. Some of them had already set off to return, and some were preparing to go to the capital for an audience. The leader of the feudal town, Zhang Xiaojing, took the opportunity to squeeze some people in to prepare to welcome back the remnants of the Anxi Army.

Report three major good news, including the destruction of Uzang and the re-opening of the Silk Road, and seek recognition from the central government that they have formed a de facto separatist regime.

Of course, Zhang Xiaojing did these things without any intention of avoiding the master. He even took time out of his busy schedule to go to Luoze Garden and explain the details face to face. The monk who broke the precepts was very satisfied with this disciple's approach to the Tao, and said to Anxi

Arrangements for military remnants.

"I look at the strength of various tribes in the grassland. Once Uzang is destroyed, the Uighur Khanate will probably be exhausted. At this time, I will end the game early. Even if it is a cold move, there may be hundreds or thousands of times the reward in the future.

! Of course, there is also the possibility that it will never be used again in the future and become an abandoned child. How would you make the decision if it were you?"

Zhang Xiaojing touched the beard on his chin with the thumb and index finger of his right hand. He pondered for a long time, then raised his head and was about to say something. Unexpectedly, the master looked at him calmly and calmly, breathing and exhaling as before. He was really there all the time.

After working hard, I suddenly felt a chill in my heart and asked tentatively.

"What Master said is true. Disciple will go down and make arrangements now. We will prepare some weapons, dry food, horses, and camel teams. We just don't need the ordinary young men in the city. Let's use the new army trained by the disciple personally!"

The monk who broke the precepts said nothing and nodded with a smile: "You, you finally passed the test! Remember, as the lord of the vassal town, kindness comes from above, and the power of reward and punishment must not be taken away by others, even if the person is for

This is the way it should be for a division. For this soldier who is going to the grassland to stir up trouble, remember to keep in touch at all times. Exchanging letters with family members is the best way to control them!"

When Zhang Xiaojing heard this, cold sweat broke out on his back. He didn't expect that his master had set the trap a few days ago, just waiting to test himself. Fortunately, he finally passed and gained the power to control this partial army, but

It is a sharp weapon in the arsenal of the lord of the feudal town, and his thoughtfulness is truly unfathomable.

At that moment, the Lord of the Golden City was extremely frightened and bowed his head prostrately. Amidst the laughter of the monk who broke the precepts, he respectfully bid farewell and left.

"The Uzbeg Kingdom was overthrown by me, even though it was many years in advance. The Hehuang, Three Passes and Seven States should be returned to the empire as soon as possible. Especially the grain-producing area in the Hexi Corridor, which has been operated for many years, is a good fertile field.

Earth, after swallowing it in one gulp, can relieve the famine in Jincheng and even most of the Western Tang Empire. The military achievements have nothing to do with me, but this huge merit, how can I miss it?"

The monk who broke the command took a deep breath. With the connection in the dark, he could still feel the delusional world of the Earth of Steel. The power of faith gathered by hundreds of thousands of followers of the Mechanicus, he used the pseudo-gold to

Dan (virtual godhead) cut off the unsteady mind.

I saw an alien heart with a beating rhythm that was fast and slow. After being ignited by the power of incense and faith, it was reconstructed into a mechanical clock heart with an extremely complex structure. The Siming Stone Monkey that was chopped up turned out to be a liquid machine composed of countless nano-metal insects.

people.

With all the monkeys in the mind looking like this, the broken monk had no hope for his horse. Hearing Herod's long neigh, a mechanical horse composed of countless complex parts appeared out of thin air in front of him.

However, as the violent ape-like liquid robot reached out to touch the mount, the mechanical horse decomposed into smaller parts, spinning constantly, with electric sparks jumping between each other, like stacking building blocks.

It seems to rise layer by layer, turning into a metal pillar that is as thick as an arm and about ten feet long.
Chapter completed!