The appearance of this thousand-year-old road seems to have never changed.
The yellow sand is so vast that no edge can be seen at a glance, and within three days the road the caravan took will be covered by the yellow sand picked up by the breeze and the traces of the road will be covered.
It can only be identified by an experienced guide.
On the ancient silk road two hundred miles away from Ganzhou City, flags were flying as if they were blocking the sky, and more than 400,000 cavalry were galloping towards Ganzhou, rolling up smoke and dust like clouds and dragons.
Among them, the flag with the highest flag is embroidered with the flag of the Anxi Protectorate in gold thread. The 150,000 soldiers behind the flag are wearing fine armor, and the weapons in their hands are no worse than the six guards in the six cities of northern Xinjiang.
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The man wearing the commander-in-chief's armor is a few years older than Song Qing Chi, about forty years old, and his appearance is somewhat similar to that of the Protector of the Country, Zhang Guang.
This person is Zhang Mo, the eldest son of Zhang Kuang, the Protector of the State, the cousin of Song Qing, and the commander of the Anxi Protectorate.
Then going down, there is a relatively low flag with the word "Gu Mo" embroidered on it.
The commander in charge of the soldiers of the Gumo Kingdom is a pretty lady who is full of the style of the Western Regions and exudes wild beauty.
If Mr. Liu were here, he would definitely recognize that this beautiful lady was the aunt Mo Rongrong, the king of Gumo Kingdom, who stood under the monument and asked him if he would come back when his master returned to the court.
Gumo Rongrong was dressed in female armor, exposing her seemingly slender but powerful willow waist. Her hair was tied casually behind her, swaying gently in the wind as the horse galloped.
Such a wild and beautiful dress does not have the delicate beauty of a woman at all. People can't help but sigh that she is such a heroine.
After the Gumo national flag, there are a total of eighteen flags, and the totems on them are even more diverse and dazzling.
On the flag, the dragon seal script coexists with the characters from the Western Regions.
Loulan, Qiuci, Qiemo, Cheshi and Gumo national flags totaled 18 flags.
Under the Loulan flag, a young man in his thirties galloped out, approaching Gumo Rongrong's horse with a look of exhaustion on his face.
"Qiao Louming has met King Gumo!"
Gu Mo Rongrong straightened her hair that was damp with sweat, and glanced gently at the young general who was riding alongside her.
"What's the matter with General Qiaolou?"
Qiao Louming pulled off the water bag on his horse and took a few sips, then breathed a sigh of relief.
"Your Majesty, can you go talk to Zhang Fushuai and let the brothers rest for a day? When we send out troops from the Western Regions, we have been traveling for thirty-two days in a hurry. Not only our Loulan Kingdom, but also the Qiuci Kingdom,
The soldiers of Qiemo Kingdom and other eighteen kingdoms have long been exhausted, and nearly 30% of the soldiers’ thighs have been blistered by the saddles!"
"Qiaolou clearly understands that Marshal Liu is in urgent need of reinforcements, but he hopes that Marshal Liu and Marshal Zhang will also understand the difficulties of the brothers."
"Among the thirty-eight countries in the Western Regions, from the king to the generals and officials, no one can talk to Commander Zhang except you, the king."
"We are all citizens of the Western Regions, so please speak to our brothers. Marshal Liu is a master of military affairs. When he was in the Western Regions, who didn't know who he was, and who didn't know who he was? It's nothing to delay him for a day!"
"If this continues, even if we arrive in time, our brothers will not have the energy to fight against Young Master Liu's enemies!"
Gu Mo Rongrong looked at Qiao Lou Ming's tired face with some hesitation. Gu Mo Rongrong also knew that what Qiao Lou Ming said was the truth. Not to mention others, even Gu Mo Rongrong herself was suffering.
Women always have a few days of trouble every month than men, and I am currently in a difficult time.
Although my saddle is much better than that of ordinary soldiers, this is a special period after all. I am exhausted both physically and mentally. In addition to the special period, I am not much better than ordinary soldiers.
Gu Mo Rongrong also wanted to stop and repair, but Zhang Mo, the commander-in-chief of the Duhu Mansion, never had the intention to stop and repair. Except when it was absolutely necessary, everyone was almost racing on the ancient silk road.
"Your Majesty, no matter how urgent it is, there must be a time. Brothers, we really can't bear it any longer!"
"It's okay for people to endure it for a while, but the war horses need to take a rest too!"
"Just show mercy and talk to Zhang Fushuai and ask him to be accommodating!"
Gumo Rongrong looked at Qiao Louming's pleading eyes and her head moved slightly.
"Okay, I'll go and talk about it. As for whether Zhang Fushuai agrees or not, I can't guarantee it. I can only try my best. After all, Zhang Fushuai controls our thirty-eight countries in the Western Region. He won't sell me a single one."
There’s nothing I can do about it!”
Qiao Louming looked happy: "Thank you very much, Your Majesty."
Gumo Rongrong looked at Qiao Louming, who was slowly slowing down and rushing towards Loulan's flag, riding his horse towards Zhang Mo.
"Zhang Mansion is handsome!"
Zhang Mo, who was galloping on his horse, glanced at the girl Rongrong: "Your Majesty, what do you want to do with the commander-in-chief?"
Gu Mo Rongrong hesitated when she looked at Zhang Mo's serious expression.
I can't say I'm afraid of Zhang Mo's Gu Mo Rongrong. After all, the Anxi Protectorate is stationed in Gu Mo Kingdom, and I still have a private friendship with Zhang Mo.
After all, because of Liu Mingzhi, he had always advocated that the thirty-eight countries in the Western Regions donate high-quality war horses to the Anxi Protectorate for riding. Zhang Mo still had a good impression of him.
Being unsmiling is not because Zhang Mo has a problem with himself, but because Zhang Mo treats everyone the same way.
Among the thirty-eight countries in the Western Region, at least I can still see Zhang Mo's smiling face occasionally. The kings of the other thirty-seven countries, except Qiao Lou Lina, the king of Loulan Kingdom, can't even see Zhang Mo's smiling face.
The day Zhang Mo doesn't have a cold face when he receives them, the kings of all countries will be extremely honored.
The only reason for this is the killing power that Zhang Mo has accumulated in the Western Regions over the years.
Within two years after Master Liu returned to the court, many people saw that the Commander-in-Chief of the Protectorate had little involvement in the affairs of the thirty-eight countries in the Western Regions. As a result, many countries became disloyal.
Instigated by some ambitious people, they had different intentions and wanted to restore the past glory.
However, they also officially saw Zhang Mo's bloody methods.
The Anxi Kingdom thought that even though it was divided into seven cities by the Gumo Kingdom, it was still strong enough to dominate the Western Region and become one of the overlords. After trying several times to cross the Duhu Mansion and regain the land occupied by the Wusun Kingdom, they saw the Duhu Mansion and
Before he came forward, his confidence increased and he tried to challenge the majesty of the Protectorate.
His fate shocked the Western Regions. Zhang Mo directly led 200,000 soldiers stationed in the Protectorate to bombard the Parthian Kingdom. The cavalry directly began to attack the five border cities of the Parthian Kingdom, slaughtering the troops and horses in the five cities of the Parthian Kingdom. The heads of all the generals were memorialized.
Under the monument of the Silk Road, the king of Parthia was almost hung on the flagpole to scare the monkeys.
If it hadn't been for Gumo Rongrong's intercession, the grass on the grave of the King of Parthia would not have been many feet tall!
It was also at that time that the kings of the Thirty-eight Kingdoms of the Western Regions fully understood what it means to bite a dog but never bark. Zhang Mo, who had been the commander-in-chief for three years but had no reputation, completely became famous in the Western Regions.
Many kings subconsciously compared Zhang Mo with Young Master Liu who conquered the Western Regions, and finally came to a conclusion.
Although Marshal Liu is always decisive in killing and destroying cities and countries, at least he still has a reason to say.
Zhang Mo, the commander-in-chief of the government, has no reason at all.
If you are obedient, the commander-in-chief will not say anything as if I don't exist. If you dare to disobey, if I say I will destroy your country, I will destroy your country.
I won't even give you a chance to relent.
Zhang Mo's reputation as the executioner commander can be said to stop children from crying in the Thirty-eight Kingdoms of the Western Regions.
Gu Mo Rongrong came back to her senses and looked at Zhang Mo's confused eyes.
"Master Zhang, I have an unkind request. I hope Master Zhang can consider it."
"Your Majesty, it doesn't matter!"
"Shuai Zhang, the brothers from the Eighteen Kingdoms are really struggling. Can Fushuai be accommodating and let the brothers make some repairs?" : :
Zhang Mo looked at Gu Mo Rongrong's complicated eyes and looked a little hesitant. He was also a human being and felt exhausted after traveling long distances for so many days.
However, he received an order from his cousin and immediate boss Liu Mingzhi to rush to the rescue of Northern Xinjiang within thirty-five days.
Otherwise, even if I am indifferent, I will not be unkind at all!
Zhang Mo took out Mr. Liu's piece of the Golden Dragon Emperor's Order from his arms, held it up to Gu Mo Rongrong and smiled bitterly.
"Your Majesty, it's not that my commander is unemotional at all, but my commander received an urgent order from King Bingjian. He couldn't reach Ganzhou in thirty-five days, so he went to meet him!"
"Nowadays, the yellow sand is thousands of miles away, and the road signs have long been covered by wind and sand. No one knows how far we have to go to Ganzhou. I also want to rest, but I don't dare to rest!"
"I, Dalong, are facing a national crisis. If I really can't arrive in time, I'm afraid that my commander's head will be changed if he hears from my father that he has a mountain of military orders and orders.
It’s over.”
"Xiao Wang knows Zhang Fushuai's difficulties, but brothers"
"Your Majesty, I will repeat to you the order of Wang Liu Mingzhi."
"The Anxi Protectorate's soldiers, commander-in-chief, generals of sixth grade and above, and so on, if they cannot arrive within thirty-five days, they will raise their heads to see them."
"If any of the soldiers and horses in the Western Regions countries are holding back, there is no need to exist on the map of the thirty-eight countries in the Western Regions!"
"He doesn't mind whether the countries in the Western Regions are thirty-eight or thirty!"
"This order is extremely urgent. Anyone who disobeys will be killed without mercy!"
Gumo Rongrong's pretty face was startled, and she nodded with a wry smile.
"Xiao Wang understands! Xiao Wang is going now"
"Report, Commander-in-Chief, about five miles ahead, our scout brothers under the banner of Dalong Ganzhou Xiaoguo Guard have been spotted!"
"Report to the Commander-in-Chief, eight miles southeast, a scout brother under the banner of my brother Dalong Suzhou has been discovered!"
"Report! Report to the Commander-in-Chief, seven miles northeast, a scout brother under the banner of my Brother Dalong Ganzhou was discovered!"
Gu Mo Rongrong looked at the scouts who were rushing towards her with joy on her face. She discovered the soldiers and horses in Dalong's northern border, which meant that Ganzhou was not far away, and it could also be said that she could finally take a rest!