It's not yet dusk, but the surrounding world has turned into a diffuse muddy yellow. Countless barbarian cavalry are stepping back and forth with their hooves, kicking up bursts of sand and dust.
The infantrymen armed with round shields and scimitars began to prepare in a tight formation. They only waited for the order and immediately marched towards Dawan City.
tread.
The three dusty figures on horseback suddenly stopped in front of the formation. Hundreds of patrolling Hu cavalry troops roared over and surrounded the three men.
"who!"
"The envoy from Shu came from Dawan City." Zhao Dun dismounted and stood calmly in the yellow sand.
Immediately, the surrounding crowd became excited, and countless barbarians laughed in anger, raised their scimitars, and rushed over.
A Hu general, squinting his eyes, slowly reined in his horse and stopped in front of Zhao Dun. He raised his whip and angrily slapped Zhao Dun on the face, leaving a bloody whip mark.
The two accompanying guards drew their swords in anger and stood in front of Zhao Dun.
"Thieves of Shu!" the Hu general yelled.
Zhao Dun took a breath and stood firm.
"If the general wants to kill me, it's not a bad idea. But please let the general think deeply. A real thief will have a guilty conscience, just like the sheep thieves in the Western Regions who stole once and hid for half a month. Instead of going out as an envoy in an upright manner like me."
Next to the Hu general, a deputy general wearing a felt helmet came over hurriedly and whispered a few words.
"Are you the Shu military advisor from Dawan City?"
"Exactly. The death of the three kings was definitely not caused by the people of Shu. From the beginning to the end, my lord never thought of becoming your enemy. Otherwise, when he captured Dawan, there was no need to divide his troops and return to the main army.
Lancheng."
The barbarian general frowned.
"What happened in Xiguo has been seen by many people with their own eyes, and the evidence is conclusive——"
"General, wait a moment." Zhao Dun bent down and slowly picked up a small piece of broken sheep bone with his hand.
"May I ask the general what is in my hand?"
"Of course it's bones."
Zhao Dun calmly opened his palms. There was no sheep bone anywhere, but instead, there was a piece of gold that appeared out of nowhere.
"Seeing may not be believing. Generals who have been in the Western Regions for a long time should understand the principles of mirages."
Zhao Dun's voice was neither urgent nor slow, "I, Zhao Dun, went out of the city as an envoy, but I am only an old man half a hundred years old, and he is unarmed. If you are unable to prove your innocence, the general will kill you."
The Hu general half-squinted his eyes and raised his hand coldly. Several hundred Hu cavalry troops reluctantly gave up a passage.
"You go forward alone, without any guards!"
Zhao Dun did not stop, and continued to walk forward calmly, letting the blood drip from his face as he kept sinking into the sand.
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"Sichuan envoy?" In the Chinese army's felt tent, Mi Lang's face was startled, and then he laughed.
Upa, the Son of God, also raised his head with interest.
"It's Thief Xu's military advisor, named Zhao Dun, who came out of Dawan City and said he had evidence of the three kings' real murderers."
Miran's smile paused, and he subconsciously turned his head and looked at Upa next to him.
Upa cursed secretly, but on the surface, he smiled after all.
"Everyone, this is just a treacherous trick of the Shu people. Thief Xu knew that he would definitely lose this time, so he took this trick. If you follow my instructions, kill this man directly as a sacrificial flag! Take revenge!"
"Son of God, Zhao Dun has been in the Western Regions for a long time. He has also come to Wuzi Kingdom before, and his father was treated as an honored guest." A prince said hesitantly.
"Last year there was a drought in the east. Zhao Dun led people to dig wells to get water, and he won the love of the people in the Western Regions."
"This is Thief Xu's vicious plan!" Mi Lang interrupted hurriedly, "What Zhao Dun did when he entered the Western Regions was to confuse people's hearts from the beginning. He will rely on this reputation to distort the facts!"
Miran was a little anxious.
On the other hand, Wu Pa on the other side calmly lowered his voice. He knew that the Shu people were not fools. The first step would be to find a way to stop this war. This Zhao Dun was the key chess piece.
"Everyone, you might as well see what he has to say." In the Chinese army tent, one of the princes spoke.
His name is Yu Xu, and he is the prince of the Cone Dog Kingdom.
Miran's face was angry. He looked at Upa subconsciously, but unfortunately, Upa ignored him and just raised his head and spoke.
"Guys, the True God doesn't like people from the Central Plains, so I'll avoid them for the time being."
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After leaving the central military tent, Upa had a cold face and just whistled. Not long after, the flying eagle mask came over.
"Kill the Shu envoy and don't let him enter the Chinese army's tent. Remember, be careful when doing things. These fools can't even see through it. The Shu envoy entering the camp is obviously a strategy to slow down the army! If Xu thieves are dragged over, it will be a long night and a dream.
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"Do it cleanly!"
The flying eagle mask nodded. He shook his body and quickly disappeared.
In the stormy camp, an old scribe from the Central Plains, whose face was covered with blood, was stumbling forward calmly in the eyes of countless barbarians with hatred.
His hand was raised straight up, holding a file, following the etiquette of the great country in the Central Plains, and his face was neither humble nor arrogant.
Someone kicked the sand.
Suddenly, the old scribe's body was covered with sand and dust.
The old scribe was silent for a moment and continued to move forward. The two Hu guards leading the way looked back and glared from time to time.
"Hey, this way!"
Under the wind and sand, Zhao Dun looked up and did not follow.
"Damn it." The figure huddled behind a tent, his face in the flying eagle mask was furious. The damn Shu envoy did not take the camp trail, but insisted on walking towards the long horse racing road in the camp.
Gritting his teeth, the Flying Eagle Mask moved his body, looked around for a while, then grimaced, and covered the Flying Eagle Mask with another layer of scarf.
He drew his sword and moved, moved...
Bang.
The flying eagle mask fell heavily. Then he looked up and found a man standing in front of him. He was probably a lame man. He was wearing the thin armor of a barbarian horseman, but he was holding a long sword from the Central Plains.
The long sword struck the ground, and although his body was stooped, he stood steadily.
"I recognize you, old man!"
Flying Eagle Mask was frightened and stirred up a handful of yellow sand. He did not dare to fight and prepared to run away.
The long sword was swung, and the sword hit the back of Feiying Mask. He fell to the ground in pain for the second time. He turned around and began to abandon the sword and beg for mercy.
Click.
The rickety figure raised his hand and stabbed down with a sword, hitting the door in the middle, including the flying eagle mask, which was also cracked and broken into several pieces.
Behind the mask is a face full of scars, which becomes even more ferocious when the blood comes out.
The rickety figure returned his sword, hid the body, and then raised his head again, quietly looking at the Shu envoy walking towards the central military tent.
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"Zhao Dun, minister of Shu, pays homage to several great kings." Zhao Dun held up the greeting card and stopped outside the Chinese army's tent.
Several groups of Hu guards stood coldly, with their hands on their scimitars. As long as the order to kill was given in the Chinese army tent, the old Shu man in front of him would be cut into pieces.
"Pass the Shu envoy to the account!"
Two sturdy Hu men opened the curtain and looked at Zhao Dun expressionlessly.
Zhao Dun took a deep breath, then started walking again and walked towards the military tent.