It is a total of 6,400 miles from the capital city to Xingling Prefecture, which is the closest place to the Western Regions. Xin Zhuo and his party are all martial arts masters with high level of martial arts. The Tiefu Guards also wear light leather armor when traveling, and the horses are Western Regions brand monster horses. , which is three hundred miles in one day.
Even so, it took nearly a month to travel more than six thousand miles.
News came from time to time from the front. After the initial disastrous defeat of the Western Qin Army, the remaining soldiers were all the best of the best. They finally stabilized their position. During this period, they fought with various countries in the Western Regions and fought more than a dozen games. There is victory and defeat for each other.
When we arrived at the capital next door to Xinglingzhou, both the architecture and the clothing of the pedestrians had become a little weird. All we could see were oval pavilions and colorful clothes. Even the race of the people had changed. Big noses and thin lips were different from those in the Central Plains. People are very different.
I met many warriors on the road, with varying levels of status, but the same thing was that they were dressed in rough clothes, like a group of ascetic warriors, but their ferocity was also extraordinary. Xin Zhuo saw with his own eyes a group of little masters, using the crowd swarm tactic , grinding three half-step masters to death.
Of course, no one dares to provoke a large number of troops passing by. Firstly, ordinary warriors still have a strong sense of awe for the imperial court. Secondly, ordinary warriors cannot bear the charge of the army.
After passing the Kunmeng Mountains for 300 miles, the clouds of war could be clearly felt in the prefectural capital ahead. Farmers in large fields were trampled by obvious horse hooves, villages were destroyed everywhere, and the official roads were filled with pedestrians and carriages and horses. , the people carry large bags and small bags, dragging their families with them. From time to time, women and children are left behind, crying helplessly.
When they saw the army approaching, many people panicked and hid in the ravines and woods on both sides.
Xinzhuolema walked slowly, looking around at the frightened and empty eyes of the people and the messy villages. He felt a little heavy. If he didn't come to the front line of the war to see it in person, he would never understand the cruelty of the war. Ordinary people used to live and work in peace and contentment. But he had to leave his hometown to escape the scourge of war. It was hard to leave his homeland. It was the most difficult choice in the world.
Sheng Lingge jumped on his horse and approached: "Your Majesty, after passing the Kunmeng Mountains, you will enter the hinterland of the three states and eighteen prefectures under the jurisdiction of the Great Zhou Dynasty in the Western Regions. Judging from the terrain in front, I am afraid that it has just experienced a big battle!"
"map!"
Xin Zhuo waved his hand, and the bear from afar reined in his horse and took out a pre-drawn terrain map in his arms. This was Xin Zhuo's new map based on the original map and the description of the Western Qin veteran in the Tiefu Guard. Described in detail.
A group of people had gathered together. Xin Zhuo pointed to the mountains and roads on the map and said: "This place is still about 370 miles away from the Commander-in-Chief of the Western Qin Army in Xingling Mansion, Xingling Prefecture. According to the other two Guiwei Prefecture and Qiuling Prefecture have fallen, and all the prefectures along the way are completely in the hands of the enemy. The Shence Army in the South and the Front Army in the North Palace are playing coy and shrinking their front lines, unable to respond sideways.
The soldiers from the Western Regions can come from Magatama Mountain in the south and Grave City in the north. In other words, they may encounter enemy soldiers at any time for more than 300 miles ahead! "
Brother Sheng Ling said: "The Marshal's Mansion of the Western Qin Dynasty has sent people to pick up the prince. It may be a hundred or two hundred miles ahead, so it should be fine!"
"It doesn't matter!"
Xin Zhuo played with the small sword in his hand, "The imperial court deliberately notified all parties in the Western Regions of my whereabouts. As long as the countries in the Western Regions are not fools, they will intercept me at this line. If I am killed, the Western Qin soldiers will be in chaos and collapse at the first touch. They will all be laid up." Let’s go back to our homes.”
The expressions of Brother Sheng Ling and Murong Xiu changed drastically.
Xin Zhuo said: "We still need to prepare for a rainy day. How many troops did the Western Regions send this time? How many are likely to intercept me?"
Brother Sheng Ling was a little embarrassed and rubbed his stubbled chin: "The main warring countries in the Western Region this time are Guifang Kingdom, Gumo Kingdom and Anxi Kingdom. The three countries sent a total of 810,000 troops, and the remaining ten countries are like columbiners. , Shi Wei, and Yi Nai have sent a total of 420,000 troops, a total of more than 1.2 million troops, it’s really hard to say which ones will come!”
"Idiot!"
Bai Jianxi learned the master's "dialect" clearly and widened his eyes: "Isn't this nonsense? More than a million troops?"
"My fighting strength is average!" Brother Sheng Ling smiled, "Actually, I, a veteran of Western Qin, can defeat four, five, six or seven of them alone. They are a bunch of short scum!"
"How did you scumbag destroy the 180,000 Western Qin soldiers?"
Huang Dagui rubbed his one eye, "Old Sheng, you can't lie about the military situation!"
"What kind of military information did I lie about?" Lao Sheng himself looked down upon Huang Dagui and others. He thought they were too noisy and were bandits, so he simply looked at Xin Zhuo and asked, "What do you think, the prince?"
Xin Zhuo pointed to the map: "First send someone to contact the Western Qin soldiers who are coming, and wait at Baiwu Mountain. Let's change the route, take a small road, use this shortcut, and run for two hundred miles!"
"Here!"
A thousand troops went on the road again, piercing the trail diagonally and heading towards Baiwu Mountain.
Almost half an hour after the army left, smoke and dust rose in the distance, horse hooves rumbled, and tens of thousands of Western Region soldiers with white leather hats, leather armor, and spears arrived.
"Ouch..."
"ah……"
Along the way, people were slaughtered crazily, and no women, children, or children were spared. Within a moment, the place was filled with corpses, and more people in the distance hurried into the mountains and forests.
At this time, tens of thousands of leather armored soldiers from the Western Regions separated, and a stern-looking young man with golden armor and blond hair walked out. Fang Tian's painted halberd was heavy and sharp in his hand. He glanced at the direction of Tie Fuwei's horse hooves and said with a smile: "This big man The King of Qin County in the West of Zhou Dynasty is quite clever, and the situation where the princes were hunting has been broken!"
A handsome female general with a big nose behind her clasped her fists and said, "Prince Jingluji, can you inform the princes from all the countries in front of you to hunt?"
Prince Jingluji of Ghost Fang King pondered for a moment and looked at the blue sky in the distance: "The eagle hunts the little white rabbit, but it always depends on the sharpness of its eyes. They naturally know the movements of the King of Western Qin, why do we need to inform them? ?”
After speaking, he raised the big gun and pointed it at the place where Xin Zhuo left: "Gulu!"
"boom……"
Tens of thousands of leather-armored soldiers, picking up the reins of the demon horses, howled like ghosts and wolves, and went straight to the path to pursue them, rolling up smoke and dust all over the sky along the way.
…
Xin Zhuo and his party had already run for one or two hundred miles. All the villages, towns and cities in front of them were without exception. Houses and buildings collapsed, smoke and corpses were everywhere. Poultry, cattle and sheep were cruelly chopped into pieces and thrown everywhere, on the roadside. The farmland was trampled into a mess.
There were also some people who survived by chance, with messy hair and blood stains on their faces, sitting numbly on the roadside. When they saw the army passing by, they didn't even have the slightest intention to dodge. They had already lost hope.
"These...are all people of my Da Zhou and my Jiang family!"
Brother Sheng Ling looked up to the sky and sighed. The eyes of such a big and rough man were already red.
Cui Ying'er, Han Qiniang, Sai Qingzhu, Xiong Zhang and other girls were choked with sobs several times along the way.
In prosperity, the people suffer; in death, the people suffer...
Visiting the front line of the war in person, Xin Zhuo suddenly realized the meaning of this sentence. Maybe when he came, he was prepared to make trouble everywhere, but now he suddenly felt that he could try a few fights.
"Your Majesty, twenty miles ahead is the Baiwu Mountain. Beyond the Baiwu Mountain is the territory of Xingling Prefecture. There are hundreds of thousands of troops from the Western Qin Dynasty. The enemy soldiers dare not approach. After a long journey, how about something to eat? "Hongshou took out a large bag of dried meat from his backpack.
