Hero Tomb

In ancient times, although the Western Regions and Mongolia were once one country, they were separated for a long time, and some places were still not the same as Mongolia. Most of the Mongolians lived in Obo, but there were very few Obo in the Western Regions. Very similar, the palace where the king of the Western Regions lived was built on an oasis grassland far in front of the Xiling Snow Mountain.

Ke Muzun, the king of the Western Regions, was in his thirties, and his deep eyebrows revealed a foreign air. Ever since he cooperated with the Mongolian Great Khan Cheng Siji, Ke Muzun's face has been covered with haze. Tonight, with a full heart, After returning to the room, he opened the door and went in, and saw two strangers sitting in the room with impunity.

After all, Ke Muzun is the king of a country, although Ke Muzun was shocked for a moment, but he was not confused, he just looked at the two people in the room and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you waiting for!? Why did you sneak into my palace late at night?"

In the room, the man sitting on the couch was dressed in white, and the plush fur on his body made the man more luxurious: "I came from afar from the Zhou Dynasty, and this time I am doing business for the king of the Western Regions."

"Businessman?" Ke Muzun frowned, his eyes suspicious. Sitting next to the man was a thin, delicate-looking man with the aura of a sharp blade. It was the Great Zhou General He Lanqing who had almost slaughtered him before.

Although Ke Muzun was surprised in his heart, he didn't show any strangeness on his face, he just turned to look at the man: "You can go straight into my royal room without disturbing the guards outside, I think you are not just an ordinary businessman, but I don’t know what kind of business you have that is worth your risk to sneak into the palace of this king.” Ordinary businessmen will definitely not be involved with General Da Zhou.

The man chuckled, as if he was in his own room: "One price, how about sweating?"

Ke Muzun raised his eyebrows to look at him, but was surprised in his heart.

The man continued: "The Mongols are now waving troops against the Great Zhou. With the strength of the Mongolian army, if there is no support from the Western Regions behind them, they would not have made such a move, but the king of the Western Regions really never thought about it. You If we help Mongolia like this, then we are not afraid of the result of being crossed over the river and demolished the bridge?"

Ke Muzun snorted: "Western Regions and Mongolia have been one since ancient times, and helping each other is a common thing. How can we break down bridges? You come here uninvited, and you should be killed for talking nonsense here!!!" After speaking, Ke Muzun actually It is to draw the sword.

He Lan tilted his eyebrows, but seeing his robe moving lightly, he was already standing in front of Ke Muzun, pinching the blade of the sword with two slender fingers, and knocking on Ke Muzun's tiger's mouth with the other hand, the pain was so numb that Ke Muzun could not relax. Folding five fingers, He Lanqing then flipped two fingers, and the side of the long sword directly penetrated the corner of the table.

The whole movement was done in one go, as if it was just a blink of an eye, He Lan's eyes shot coldly, but the man beside him was full of spring breeze, thinking about He Lan's skill, Ke Muzun couldn't help but tense up.

One He Lanqing is no longer an opponent, and adding another person, I am afraid that before the guards come in, I am afraid that his body will already be in a different place...

Helan glanced at Ke Muzun with his eyes, and then said quietly: "I am a big country, and Mongolia just wants to hit a stone with an egg. Not to mention three years or five years, even ten years or eight years, Mongolia will not be able to attack it. On the other hand, the Western Regions, although There is an alliance with Mongolia, but if things go on like this, it will hurt its own lungs. Mongolia's ambitions are clear. In the future, if it can't attack the Great Zhou, it will not be guaranteed that it will not retreat. In order to strengthen its strength, it will point the finger at the Western Regions. Let me ask you, it has always been only defense and supply. If the Western Regions suffer such a catastrophe, how can they resist the Mongolian army that has been fighting for years? One year? Two years? No more than three years, the Western Regions will be defeated!"

In fact, Ke Muzun had been thinking about these words for a long time. When Cheng Siji came to Ke Muzun, he said that the Western Regions only needed to help him with supplies, and when he conquered Dazhou in the future, he would divide the entire northwest area and belong to Ke Muzun. Ke Muzun originally thought that he would not need to send troops by himself anyway, but would help him supply supplies when he was short of supplies. It will happen in the future, but the result is another matter. Anyway, he has nothing to lose. If he loses, this is also a matter of Mongolia. They had nothing to do with each other. At that time, Cheng Siji was full of hype and talked to Ke Muzun. After thinking about it carefully, in fact, there are serious disadvantages in it.

Seeing that Ke Muzun remained silent for a long time, the man got up and patted the corner of his clothes: "Although there is no shortage of water in the Western Regions, there are also disadvantages in the perennial cold winter. I think the king of the Western Regions will agree to the Mongolian matter, and it is only for the people of the Western Regions. If the prince is willing to do this business , I can help the prince to rule the desert, only one, from now on, how about submitting to the Great Zhou?"

Ke Muzun sneered: "To unify the desert, don't you two worry that after the unification of the desert, this king will be like today's profuse Khan swaggering down on Da Zhou?"

Regarding this, the man just smiled lightly: "It's normal to make a profit and lose money when doing business, and what I have to do is to minimize this loss. In this business, I'm not the one who suffers the most, it's nothing more than It means that the common people have suffered from wars for one or two years, and the Western Regions..." After a pause on purpose, the man continued: "If Da Zhou came to draw his salary from the bottom of the pot and ask the Raksha Kingdom to help him with a flying letter, he would not know about the Western Regions in this battle. Caught in the middle, is it possible to retreat completely?"

He Lanqing also nodded: "I believe the lord has heard that the Raksha State has a cannon cart as a shield. If the cannon cart is fired, wouldn't Mongolia be defeated in this battle soon?"

He Lan said this, and Ke Muzun felt a cold sweat behind his back.

If the Xiling Snow Mountain is bombarded and the snow mountain collapses, the entire Western Region will be submerged under the avalanche, and there will be almost no survivors!Gritting his teeth, Ke Muzun finally nodded: "The king has done this deal!" It's okay not to do it. Before, I only thought about helping Mongolia to attack Dazhou and win. Later, I realized that I was actually walking on the steel blade , and at this moment, when he heard the other party mention the forgotten Rakshasa Kingdom, Ke Muzun suddenly realized that the destruction and immortality of the Western Regions seemed to be just a snap of the fingers.

On the wild road leaving the Western Regions, Helan leaned over in fox fur, and the fluffy collar around his neck became more and more delicate. Thinking back to the past, he looked suspicious, and turned to look at the man beside him: "Are you really Do you want to help the king of the Western Regions to dominate the desert? If he really sends troops down in the future, it may be more difficult than the current Mongolia, and even if there is really a Rosa country behind him, it may not work."

Although the man is also wearing fox fur, he has a slender figure and an air of immortality: "I really want to help him dominate the desert, but I am afraid that he will die until then."

In other words, He Lanqing laughed immediately: "You really are a profiteer."

The man chuckled: "No evil, no business"

After negotiating with the king of the Western Regions, the two met in the hut where they had a rest, and saw He Lanyuan pale, wearing fox fur, standing by the door looking up.The corner of the man's mouth curled slightly, and just as he was thinking of stepping forward and picking him up, the boy suddenly threw himself into He Lanqing's arms with a look of surprise on his face.

"Brother, you're back." There was a hint of red in his pale face, and his pair of phoenix eyes were as clear as water in a pond, and they were beautiful all of a sudden, but the young man only had his elder brother in his eyes.

Sighing in my heart, it was the first time for a man to feel dissatisfied with being so ignored.

It seems to be jealous.

He Lan put her arms around her younger brother, and the two ignored the man's existence and went back to the room together: "Why did you get out of bed and walk around because you still have injuries on your body, you should take a good rest."

"It's okay, it's much better." The young man said with a smile, "It's just that I haven't seen you back for a long time, and I'm a little worried."

Nodding his younger brother's nose, He Lanqing helped him to sit down beside the bed: "The king of the Western Regions has promised not to care about the battle between Mongolia and the Great Zhou, and now I want to get away and go to Mongolia..."

"Then I'll go with you!" Before He Lanqing finished speaking, the boy blurted out.

He Lanqing shook his head slightly: "You are still injured, so you should not go with me. I will take Shen Da and the others with me, and try to settle this matter in a short time. After you recover from your injury, you will leave immediately and return home , report my situation to my father, so as not to worry them."

"But..." The boy hesitated: "Brother, your internal injury..."

"It doesn't matter." He Lan shook his head: "After two days of recuperation, he has already recovered a lot, but the matter of this battle must never be delayed any longer. Do you want to be obedient?"

Lowering his head and lowering his eyes, the young man seemed willful for a while, then nodded.

Seeing him, He Lan seemed to have lost his temper again, silently laughing, hugged him in his arms and rubbed him for a while before letting go.

Beside the door, the man looked at the pair of brothers in the room. Seeing the young man like this, he immediately wanted to rub him into his arms, but it was a pity that the young man seemed to be too good at hanging people, so he could only sigh and shake his head in the end leave.

Decided to go to Mongolia, disturbing the tranquility behind him, early the next morning, He Lanqing set out on the road, on horseback, He Lanqing was still valiant despite his thin figure, pulled the reins, He Lanqing frowned slightly, Then he lowered his eyes and looked at the man: "Although I have been in the military camp all year round, I have heard about the Seven Sages of the Bai family in the capital, especially the affairs of the young master Bai's affairs. For the help, Min Chen is naturally grateful, but... the forest of thousands of flowers is full of beauty and beauty, and I hope the young master can raise his hand, Min Chen is very grateful, and I will definitely answer again in the future."

Looking at his figure, the man just curled his mouth lightly, with a calm and breezy demeanor, he couldn't see the slightest flirtatious sentimentality: "Mr. Chen Chen is serious, this matter is related to the safety of my great Zhou, that is, the great Zhou. The people will naturally do their part.”

He Lanqing frowned deeply, pulled the reins tightly and turned his back to the man on the ground, then swung his whip and led Shen Da, Pan Keming and others straight towards Mongolia.