The cold wind blew hard, making a heart-pounding whistle.

It was cold outside the tent. Although there was a brazier inside the tent, the temperature was not high. Moheshe Asanu Nishu, Jialan and others were all wearing thick fur cloaks and sitting around the brazier, eating oil cakes and jerky meat while chatting and laughing.

"What kind of reaction will Laolang Mansion make?" Asanna mud dusted the crumbs scattered on the fur and took the initiative to bring the topic to the main point. "Captain Changsun learned that you and I surrounded and killed the disciples of Lou Guandao, held his brother hostage, and deliberately blamed the Laolang Mansion. He would be furious. Next, should he ask Daye Hu for someone in anger, or should he swallow his anger and continue to stay in the Qiangxu in the Snake, or would he travel day and night to gallop at the ancient city of Loulan?"

Jialan took a sip of macadamia wine, then handed the wine bag to Nishu, and smiled, "The two brothers are very smart and cooperated. At the moment of fierce fighting, they stood by and watched the fire from the other side of the river, and now they are going to Loulan with us. If you are a disciple of Louguandao, what would you think? It's very simple, it's obviously a trap that was dug by the Old Wolf Mansion."

Chu Yue, Wei Fei, Yang Hu and several black Turkic guards immediately laughed.

"The old wolf mansion has been responsible for this culprit." Chu Yue curled his lips and said contemptuously, "The fool Changsun, who is arrogant and arrogant, will be peeled off even if he doesn't die this time. With his tiny skills, he also wants to gain a foothold in the Western Land? Let's be his dream of spring and autumn."

Nishu held the wine bag and drank two sips, then wiped the wine stains on his beard, and said quietly, "You should not be an incompetent person to be the owner of the Laolang Mansion. Be cautious and not careless."

"If the Changsun Duwei rushed to the ancient city of Loulan at this moment, it would only make the Laolang Mansion more passive." Jialan smiled, "What did he explain to Mohe Khan? How could he calm the anger of Lou Guandao? This was originally done by him and Daye Hu. This was a fact, but he thought that he had outstanding strategies, could be good at everything and profit from it. He didn't know that everyone was smart, so how could he let him benefit from the fisherman? I held his two brothers hostage to remind him not to mess up the water of the Peacock River, otherwise he would have only a few days in the Western Land."

Nishu nodded slightly, "In this way, Mohe Khan is leaving the ancient city of Loulan and returning to Luoman Mountain (Tianshan)."

"This is inevitable." Galan said, "It is obvious that the Old Wolf Mansion is deceiving Tiele people, and Daye Hu is also deceiving Tiele people. Since Changsun Duwei and Daye Hu joined forces to attack, Mohe Khan of course has to return to Luomanshan quickly."

Nishu glanced at Jialan, a hint of worry flashed through his eyes, but a look of contempt appeared on his face, "What does Jialan mean?"

"What do you mean?" Jialan sneered, "They have a decisive mind, why do you need to say it out? Dayehu and you went to Shanshan to pay tribute in person, and Mohe Khan also rushed to the Peacock River in person. But at this moment, Busabor Khan Murong Fuyun led his army to capture Qiemo. What happened is really a coincidence. The Turks, Tiel people, and Tuyuhun people all came. If something goes wrong, it will be a monster. What do you think?"

Nishu's expression suddenly turned cold, "Do you doubt me?"

"Of course I doubt you." Jialan said bluntly, "Now the Laolang Mansion has fallen into a trap. If the assassination fails, the Laolang Mansion will be treason and have great prestige. The Western Tu countries have resented themselves. If the Tieler people use this as an excuse to raise troops to attack Yiwu, they will definitely get the support of the Western Tu countries. In this way, the Tieler people will drag down our Hexi army and carry out a north-south attack with Tuyuhun. Our Great Sui Dynasty will definitely lose Shanshan."

"What are the benefits of Tiel people rising and Tuyuhun people making a comeback?" Nishu sneered.

"They can help the Turks block the control of the Western Land by our Great Sui." Although Galan's voice was dull, it gradually exuded a cold and cold aura. "In this way, you, the Turks, can win enough time to survive the Western Land, so that you will not repeat the mistake of the destruction of the Mud Juechu Luo Khan by our Great Sui."

"You cunning wolf, who else do you believe in besides believing in yourself?" Nishu sarcastically said, "How the situation in Western Turkey develops depends on strength. Middle Turkey is strong, so I, the Turks, naturally surrender. If Middle Turkey is not strong enough, who will surrender?"

"Okay!" Galan pointed to Nishu and said seriously, "Since you said that, I will trust you once. From now on, you follow my command, otherwise you and I will part ways, you do yours and I do mine."

Ni Shu looked angry. He didn't expect that Jia Lan would seize his command at this time. The command was taken away by Jia Lan, and everything was listened to Jia Lan. How could the next plan be realized? Wouldn't you let Jia Lan lead the nose? If there was another conspiracy in this, Lao Lang Mansion or Jia Lan had a plan to fall into it, wouldn't the Turks become prey and be swallowed by their opponents?

"Galan, this is not in the original plan." Nishu politely refused.

"There is no unchanging plan, such as Suro's disappearance, is not in the plan." Galan retorted, "Nishu, who else do you believe in besides yourself?"

"Su Luo has grown up, she has her own ideas. Da Yehu can't tie her around her."

"You and Daye Hu brought her out, aren't you just want to use her to find me?" Jialan's eyes were sharp, "You and Daye Hu deliberately indulged her and let her go with Ashina Hebao. Isn't you just want to put her next to me, monitor me, find me at the last moment, and kill me? Is Su Luo not a relative of blood in your eyes, but a pawn, a lamb to be slaughtered?"

Nishu was so angry that he smashed the wine bag in his hand to the ground, "If it weren't for you, how could Khan Nishuluo go east to Chang'an? How could Suluo fall to this level today?"

"If it weren't for me, Khan Ni Juechuluo had been killed by Khan Shike, and Sulu had long become a slave, and life was worse than death." Galan sneered repeatedly, "Ni Shu, you are a noble and powerful man with a high tent. From the moment you were born, you were Mo Heshi of the five surnames of the right crossbow, and I am a slave. I have been in danger from birth. If I want to live in this world, I have to rely on the knife in my hand. Therefore, you and I are people from two worlds. Your world is in heaven, my world is in hell, and I am a dead spirit. Don't provoke me, otherwise I will pull you from heaven to hell."

Nishu looked at him with a glaring eyes, and Jialan's eyes shone coldly. You looked at you, I looked at you, and refused to give in to each other.

"Let's talk about it when you arrive in Loulan." Nishu was forced to give in.

"Okay." Galan nodded, "Don't waste time here, wait for two hours before setting off."

"Hurry overnight?"

"I'm going to kill people, not to play with them." Galan waved his hand vigorously, "Let's go all night, traveling day and night."

"I want to listen to you?" Nishu suddenly reacted.

"You can't help." Galan said coldly.

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After two days of rushing, Galan and his men arrived at a small oasis.

At this moment, people were exhausted and could not continue. Jialan ordered a night of rest. Mohesh Ashina Nishu and the Black Turks knew that this place was close to the Peacock River and only a few dozen miles away from the ancient city of Loulan. He did not dare to slack off and sent a rafter to guard. Chu Yue and Wei Fei rode a camel and disappeared into the dark night, missing.

The tent was as warm as spring. Galan was wearing a black fur and sat on the edge of the brazier to view the map, and his fingers were moving back and forth between the ancient city of Loulan on the map, Pu Changhai and the white dragon pile. Yanghu was wrapped in thick fur and shouting and sleeping.

Suddenly, Blizzard's roar came from outside the tent. Galan turned his head and looked at the curtain. Yang Hu woke up suddenly, grabbed the horizontal knife and rushed out like the wind. The cold wind penetrated the shaking curtain and roared in, and the flames trembled violently. Yang Hu asked loudly, Blizzard's roaring thunder, followed by Li Shimin's nervous shouts.

Jialan frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and shouted outside the reconciliation, "Brother Hu, please come in and speak."

After a few breaths, Yang Hu and Li Shimin came in a hurry. Blizzard followed behind and showed a big furry head, staring at Li Shimin with a fierce look. Galan made a gesture to it. Blizzard hesitated for a moment, slowly retracted back to his head, and continued to be alert outside the tent.

Yang Hu held the horizontal knife in his hand and continued to sleep heavily.

Li Shimin sat next to the brazier, glanced over the map, and hesitated.

Galan didn't speak, and looked at him calmly, thinking about something, gradually looking a little dazed, as if he had thought of some distant past.

The tent was very quiet for a moment, filled with a strong charcoal fragrance, giving people a sense of warmth.

"The general is a legend, a legend of the Western Land." Li Shimin said with a smile.

Jialan seemed to wake up from the memories of the past, with a look of emotion on her face. After hesitating for a moment, she showed a faint smile. Shaking her hand, Jialan said, "Miao Zan. I am just a small garrison soldier in Xitu. There are too many garrison soldiers like me in Xituwei Mansion. There is no need to call me General. If you don't see me, call me Jialan. This is my Dharma name. In Xitu, everyone calls me Dharma name."

"It's better to obey your orders than respect." Li Shimin smiled, "Brother Jialan can call me Erlang. I went to the West for several months and heard the story of the Northwest wolf many times, but it was not until I met Brother Jialan in Dongwo that I learned about the legend of the Golden Wolf Head."

Jialan smiled, his eyes showing a desolate look, "Our group of northwestern wolf survival has become history."

"In some opinion, Brother Galan is making history."

Jialan raised his hand and shook it gently, "In a few years, when you grow up, look back at today, you will understand that even without me, the history of the northwest will develop according to this trajectory. In this world, it is not me who created history, not all living beings like me, grass, mustard ants, but you..." Jialan pointed to Li Shimin and said seriously, "A noble family like you, such as Daye Hu, Mo Heshe, and Changsun Duwei, are the creators of history, or in other words, the development of history is mainly driven by you nobles who dominate the destiny of the world."

Li Shimin looked at Jialan in surprise, feeling quite confused by his words. Is this what a Northwest garrison said?

"Even if I died in the storm of Tulunchuan, what happened today will still happen. Do you believe it?" Galan asked.

Li Shimin didn't know how to answer. In his eyes, Galan became more and more mysterious and more unfathomable.

"I just happened." Galan looked at the slightly swaying flames and continued, "A shocking storm is blowing in the northwest. The source of this storm is in the Saiyechuan, in the tent of the Turks. I am just a grain of sand and dust in the storm, and I cannot determine my own destiny at all. Just like the Tielite people, just like the Tielite Nine League and their Mohe Khan, they are all sand and dust in this storm. In the raging storm, some sand and dust inevitably turn into powder."

Li Shimin vaguely understood something.

"Brother Jialan's target is the Tielite people?" Li Shimin asked in confusion, "Did Brother Jialan really betray the Old Wolf Mansion?"

"If the Laolang Mansion betrayed Middle Earth and Chang'an, should I continue to obey the Laolang Mansion's orders?" Jia Lan asked back.

Li Shimin was speechless and felt nervous.

"Since you are here, I will speak out." Jia Lan pondered for a long time, and said, "Xue Deyin is in my hands, and the Xue family is rushing to Bailongdui. I have agreed to the Xue family and escort them safely to Dunhuang. You have traveled thousands of miles to Wuqiang to find Xue Deyin and his family. I already know this. As for why you came from thousands of miles to find Xue Deyin and his family, I don't want to know, nor are you interested in knowing, including why Lou Guandao intervened in this matter. When I arrived in Dunhuang, Yuan Hongsi, the left-behind Honghua, will send someone to pick up Xue Deyin and his family. After that, you and Lou Guandao will do whatever you want, and have nothing to do with me."

Li Shimin looked at Jia Lan, thought for a long time, and suddenly asked, "Brother Jia Lan hides Tulunchuan to protect Xue Deyin and his family?"

Galan shook her head, "It's just a chance encounter."

"Accounting by chance?" Li Shimin didn't expect that this was the answer.

Jialan briefly talked about the story of meeting Xue Deyin by chance, "I said that I am just a small garrison in the northwest. I don't need to offend the prominent clans of Guanlong for someone I don't want to do. You can solve the matter between you after you go to Dunhuang, but before you arrive in Dunhuang safely, I hope you don't cause trouble for no reason, ruin my major affairs and also harm your life."

Li Shimin knew it well, and he thought about it for a moment and resolutely made a decision.

"I can't stop Lou Guandao from attacking you. Do you think Han Zhu Yuyi will listen to someone? Laojun Palace and Taiping Palace will give someone three points of thin face? Brother Jialan, do you know that you have been dragged into another storm, a big storm brewing in Middle Earth and about to break out."

Galan smiled and shook her head, "Do you think I care about my life and death? I have died long ago. The reason why I came out of the Dead Sea was for a promise and an unfulfilled wish."

Li Shimin was speechless for a while. He was afraid of the person in front of him. What can you use to impress a person who has no concern for his life?

"Brother Jialan, no one in this world believes your explanation." Li Shimin sighed, "The setting up an ambush and siege to kill Louguandao has explained everything."

"Is this important?" Galan was very indifferent.

"Since it doesn't matter, why did you explain it to someone?"

Galan hesitated for a moment and said, "Because you are important."

"Something is important?" Li Shimin didn't understand. "Although the Li family in Longxi is a prominent family in Guanlong, they have long since disappeared from their past power."

Galan stopped talking.

"Brother Galan doesn't want to know the upcoming storm in Middle Earth?"

Galan felt a little impatient. He glanced at Li Shimin and sneered, "That storm can make you come back from the east and the Li family in Longxi, and can also allow Louguandao to rebuild its former glory. Therefore, the Duke of Tang made you travel thousands of miles to the west, and Louguandao even provoked a dispute between the two Buddhist and Taoist schools in the northwest at any cost. In your eyes, what are the lives of millions or even tens of millions of people? A general's success has been undone, but who knows that the dynasty has changed, and it is made of a pile of white bones. Countless people like you dream of building achievements for generations and leaving their names in history, but have you ever seen the roaring sea of ​​blood under your feet and the millions of undead crying in the sea of ​​blood?"

Li Shimin was shocked, his eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at Jialan incredibly. He was a Northwest garrison? How could he, a small Northwest garrison, know such a shocking secret? Could it be that he was really as Han Zhu Yuyi speculated that he had long become one of the participants in the storm? He had been deceived and was using lies to get a secret?

"Are you thinking, I was one of the participants in that storm?"

Li Shimin suddenly felt suffocated, and a strong fear gushed out from the bottom of his heart, instantly submerging his whole body.

"Yes, I do want to participate in that storm." Galan's tone was plain, as if he was talking about an insignificant thing, "But I am going to kill people, to take revenge, and to fulfill my promise to the dead brothers. The murderer will be killed. Whoever kills my brother will take the head of my brother. It's that simple."

"It's that simple?" Li Shimin's hands and feet were cold, his mouth was dry, and he subconsciously repeated, "It's really that simple?"

"It's that simple." Galan said, "But you are very important. To me, you are really important. Perhaps it is God's will that you have arrived in the Western Land and met me unexpectedly. Meeting is fate. Thanks to you calling me Brother Galan, I will give you a favor. Of course, it depends on whether you need it."

Li Shimin's emotions fluctuated violently. He felt like a boat in the ocean, struggling desperately in the storm, and there would be a disaster of overturn at any time.

"Is Xue Deyin?"

"What does Xue Deyin know? Even if Xue Deyin says everything he knows, how much help can it bring to the Li family of Longxi and Lou Guandao?"

"Are you really one of the participants?"

"I am just a small garrison soldier in the northwest. Where can I get the qualification to promote a storm that will end in the entire Middle Earth?" Jialan shook his hand, "The key is Xue Deyin. Since I have sent Xue Deyin to Dunhuang successfully, of course I have the opportunity to continue to send him to Chang'an, or even further away."

Li Shimin understood, but he dared not trust Jialan. In the past few days, he witnessed a series of things that subverted his knowledge, and these things were all related to Jialan. This man turned his hands into clouds, turned his hands into rain, cunning and cruel, just like a wild wolf in the desert. Trusting him is equivalent to handing over his life to the devil.

"How do you know the secret behind this storm?" Li Shimin asked with courage.

"It doesn't matter." Galan smiled, "What's important is that you have to trust me."

What do you trust you? Li Shimin looked at Jialan, and his suspicious eyes clearly revealed his psychology at this moment. You are a wolf, and you give a favor for no reason, of course, to tempt someone, I ate someone.

"You and I have the same goals." Galan saw through Li Shimin's thoughts and immediately took out the bait, "So I said, I can give you a favor. Do you need it?"

"The goals are the same?" Li Shimin was shocked by this sentence, "Is your enemy he?"

"Do you need it?" Galan did not answer, but asked.

Of course Li Shimin needed it, but he didn't dare to answer it. He was afraid that he would be swallowed by the bloody Northwest wolf.

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Chapter completed!