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"The place to supervise the construction of the Duhufu was chosen on the ancient silk road between the Loulan Kingdom and the Gumo Kingdom. You and other 36 countries contributed one-tenth of their national strength to build the Duhufu!"

"Follow the order!"

"You conquer the two countries of Anxi and Kangju, and you don't want the land of the great dragon. All of them will be merged into your rule. I hope you kings will not slack off this matter!"

"Yes, thank you, Marshal Liu!"

Everyone finally heard a piece of good news, especially the three kings of the Da Yue clan in Dawan, who were forced to send troops under the pressure of Liu Mingzhi, but now they can benefit from it, and they are all very happy.

Especially the two countries of Dawan Kingdom and Da Yuezhi, they had long thought about Anxi, and they had to stay dormant due to the fact that they were not as powerful as Anxi. Now there is a big dragon to join forces with the three kingdoms, and they want to take Anxi The two countries are not difficult!

"The army is marching out of Gumo country, and all the kings will follow me to watch the ceremony!"

Although everyone didn't understand what watching the ceremony was, they still responded one after another!

On the 32th of June in the fourth year of Ruian, 100 troops from the Great Dragon Expedition to the West, and [-] allied troops from the Western Regions gathered on the ancient Silk Road outside the city of King Gumo!

An immortal monument standing fifty feet high above the ancient Silk Road reveals its true face of Mount Lu in the morning sun.

"Nine thousand miles to the west, the territory of Dalong!"

Ten dazzling characters are engraved on the front of the monument facing the rising sun in the east, announcing the significance of the monument to the world.

Liu Mingzhi was fully armored, wearing a blood-red cloak, with a heavenly sword tied around his waist, stroking the back of the monument with scarlet eyes, and his expression was complicated.

Go west for nine thousand miles, the territory of Dalong!

These ten characters were built with the bones of 7 million people from the Western Regions Allied Forces of 18 dragons on the back of the monument. The bones of [-] dragon soldiers were buried in other places in exchange for the thousands of miles of fertile fields in the Western Regions. They were really piled up with corpses. A monument to rise!

"Marshal, the auxiliary monument has also been erected!"

"it is good!"

"Husband, you are crying!"

"No, the wind and sand is too big to dazzle the eyes, why is this handsome crying! Impossible, it's all the wind and sand that is too noisy!"

Qi Yun's bright eyes were also a little sour, and she took out a handkerchief and handed it to Liu Mingzhi: "I will go to war after 18 years, you promise them!"

Liu Mingzhi cried silently, there were 310 people, some of them didn't even know their names, because they unconditionally trusted him to conquer the Western Regions and stay.

"18 years, brothers! 18 years later, Liu Mingzhi will take you to fight again!"

Returning the handkerchief to Qi Yun and Liu Mingzhi calmed down, "Go, let's go to the auxiliary monument!"

"it is good!"

"See Master!"

"See Master!"

"See Master!"

Even the yellow sand was shaken by the voice of 130 million people, and the sound resounded through the sky and went straight to the sky!

Liu Mingzhi glanced at the invisible army, turned around and knelt down on one knee to look at the content on the auxiliary monument, and shouted out in a hoarse voice.

"Speak to Han Lang!"

"There is no need for hometowns to bury bones, and there are no green mountains in life!"

More than 100 million troops also knelt on one knee.

"There is no need for hometowns to bury bones, and there are no green mountains in life!"

"Sue the Heroic Spirit Book!"

"The mountains and rivers are safe, the country is safe and the people are healthy!"

"The mountains and rivers are safe, the country is safe and the people are healthy!"

The kings of the 38 countries above the city of Gumo were shocked when they heard the loud shouts outside the city. The loss was not wronged. Even the soldiers of their own country obeyed the command of the dragon, so why worry about being undefeated.

"Order Jiang Lei to fire!"

The fifty cannons above the Gumo King City were arranged in an orderly manner, and the sound of the cannon resounded inside and outside the King City.

All the remaining shells were exhausted, except for Gu Mo Rongrong, the other 37 kings turned pale looking at the shell craters outside the city.

It's like being plowed by thousands of oxen, it can be described as a mess.

At this moment, they still don't understand that watching the ceremony is fake, but showing off the great dragon's force is real!

This is a demonstration for myself and others!

Looking at the bomb craters bombarded by the cannons, everyone was terrified. Fifty cannons were like this, what if there were more?

What will happen?

Liu Mingzhi stared at the dazzling sunlight in the sky and smiled slightly.

Time to bring the brothers home!

Chapter 9 Eleven Will You Come Back?

Ryan four years on June 25.

After paying homage to the heroic spirits of all the soldiers, the soldiers of the three armies also began to prepare to go back to the dynasty.

After nearly two years of Western Expedition, it will finally come to a successful conclusion.

Liu Mingzhi, the king of Gumo, rolled up the map in his hand and put it in his bag. He felt a little bit reluctant to leave so suddenly when he was galloping on the battlefield.

"Marshal, the statistics are out. The total compensation for war losses from various countries is 720 million taels of silver, 10 taels of gold, 30 horses, and 25 cattle and sheep!"

Song Qing held up a thick account book with unconcealable joy on his face. Dalong has no shortage of gold and silver. What makes Song Qing happy is 30 war horses. Dalong really lacks good war horses.

Just relying on some sporadic horses captured by the Turkic prisoners could not supply the hundreds of thousands of troops of the Six Guards of Northern Xinjiang.

Now with these 30 war horses, the advantage of Turkic galloping in northern Xinjiang will become a thing of the past.

Liu Mingzhi took over the accounts and looked through them carefully, with neither sad nor happy expression on his face: "It's a bit small, but considering that countries also need domestic consumption to restore vitality after the war, 30 is 30!"

"Marshal, this is not enough. You are too greedy. Do you know how many high-quality war horses Ma Zhengsi can get in a year? Seven thousand horses, and they were purchased at a high price, twice the market price. There is no good place to raise good horses in Dalong, and once these 30 horses are put to use, it can bring Dalong peace for 50 years!"

"50 years? No, if you want to fight, you can do it once and for all. 50 years is too little!"

"Is my layout too small or your layout is too big? Wei Hebei exhausted the country's material resources and killed and injured 20 sons to make peace for Dalong for 23 years. At that time, the first emperor Shengming only saved 50 war horses for most of his life. , [-] years is already a lot! You have to eat one bite at a time, and you have to walk slowly, and it’s easy to pull the bird if it’s too big!"