Hearing this, there was an uproar. Did Rebala rebel?

Involuntarily, many trumpets looked ugly. It would be a great shame and humiliation for the eldest mother to seek refuge with Da Zhou!

But for Dunhuang Dazong, it was unacceptable. It was as if his tail had been stepped on. His eyes kept flickering, fearing that the secret held by Rebala would be leaked.

"Da Zong, if that's the case, what should I do?"

"If the other party can enter the Dunhuang Grottoes without any effort, then we will only have Dunhuang City to defend."

"That's right!" all the trumpets said, worried and extremely uneasy. It didn't take long for the coalition forces to reach the gates of Dunhuang City.

In so many years, this is the first time that they, who are aloof and dominate everything, have felt threatened, a fatal threat.

Dunhuang Dazong's face was gloomy: "In that case, let's see who can have the last laugh."

"Rebolu has rebelled, and the Dunhuang Grottoes have become a decoration. Send me an order to have all the monks in the Dunhuang Grottoes come out, give up resisting the coalition forces, break them into pieces, leave the caves, penetrate into the hinterland of Mobei, and launch an attack on the rear of the coalition forces!

"

"Especially the Silk Road. As long as the supply lines that disturb them are cut off, the coalition forces will retreat without a fight!"

"At the same time, the entire city of Dunhuang is on alert to fight against the coalition forces!"

"Give me a little more time, and the Divine Guard will be born, and I will make the Emperor of Zhou pay the price!" Dunhuang Sect roared, this time he was completely anxious.

"Yes!!" The black loudspeakers shouted in unison, and the monks wore yellow hats, which was indescribably impressive.

...

Another dozen hours later.

The underground passages of the Dunhuang Grottoes, except that there is no light, are almost the same as the outside world. The passages are spacious and there are even mountains and rivers inside. The whole journey seems to be endless.

Zhou Jian became more and more frightened as he walked.

"How much manpower and material resources will be spent on such a project?"

Rebolo on the side said coldly: "It took thirty years of construction and 300,000 people to work. It was only through natural formation that such an underground passage was created."

"Hiss!" Zhou Jian took a breath of air. If this thing is preserved for thousands of years, it will be a unique relic in future generations.

"How many people died?"

Rebolo's eyes were cold and ruthless: "Is this important?"

"It's very important, because Dunhuang will die here." Zhou Jian said firmly.

Rebolo looked at him, frowned and said: "Even if Dunhuang is gone, wouldn't it still be lost to Dazhou? What does it have to do with this passage?"

Zhou Jian smiled lightly and said: "The passage is just a microcosm. Dunhuang's brutal rule has made the world angry and resentful. Everyone will punish it. Those who do not enjoy the support of the people will be overthrown."

"If there is no Great Zhou, there will still be another Great Zhou."

Rebala was dissatisfied and said: "Don't you have any in Zhou Dynasty?"

"You underestimate your Majesty. If you have the opportunity, go to the Central Plains and see what it means to be in a peaceful and prosperous age, when everyone can have enough to eat and clothing to wear." Master Ku couldn't help but said.

Rebala was doubtful. After all, in the world of crows, white swans are also a type of black.

Just as he was talking, suddenly, the sound of rapid horse hooves sounded deep in the passage.

"Drive, drive!" The messenger rushed over, and the large group of troops on their way separated from each other.

"Report!"

"Your Majesty, General Sheye's letter!" He presented it with both hands.
Chapter completed!