In the territory of Xiliang in October, strong winds began to whistle, rolling on the withered grass with dust and sand, making the speed of people walking slower.

There were dozens of people in this team, including old, young, women and children. They drove carriages, and there were tall items on them, and there were tents and other household items. The elderly and women sat on them with their children in their arms and swayed.

The children did not have the same fun as before, and the elderly looked very sad.

"It's too windy, look for a place to stay here." Someone in the team shouted.

With this sentence, many people cheered, but some people questioned it.

"Let's go ahead."

“It’s still not very safe here.”

The questioner was immediately surrounded by others. "It's safe enough to go so far." "There's no grass when you go further." "Do you want to go deep in the desert?"

The marching team had a dispute, but the next moment the wind was howling, and the dust and sand were mixed with the sound of horse hooves. Those shouts were different from theirs.

"The thief of Daxia!"

"They are here again!"

"They are chasing here!"

The team that was still arguing suddenly became frightened. Both people and horses accelerated their pace and did not dare to stop at all.

The old man hugged the child tightly, sat in the shaking carriage, looked at the smoke and dust rising behind him, and the grasslands getting farther and farther away, and shed tears.

"The king was defeated, and the thieves of Daxia circled on the grass. We were displaced and we were wandering and helpless..." They sang softly, rushed out of the grass and rushed into the desert-

The rolling dust smoke did not chase into the desert, but stopped by the desert. The dust dissipated and showed the figures of dozens of people. They were wrapped in scarves and looked at the group running in the desert, with some regrets.

"This tribe is quite large and looks very rich."

"It is against our bandits' belief to let them go."

"Ah? What are our bandits' beliefs?"

"The thief doesn't leave the empty space."

Listening to everyone's discussion, Kapok Hong did not stop drinking, but said: "The bandits still have a belief."

Everyone came to see it.

Kapok Hong, who was wrapped in a scarf, only showed her eyes, smiled slightly: "You can't kill all the fat sheep."

Everyone laughed and said, "Boss is right." "Raising the Xiliang sheep more fat." "Cutting one crop after another like this." With shouts and a wave of Kapok Hong, they patrolled the wilderness in all directions.

The smile in Kapok's red eyes also dissipated, and was replaced by sadness.

"Is there anything wrong?" The man around him noticed, asked cautiously, and looked around again. After all, this is in Xiliang. Although the King of Xiliang was defeated, the lean camel was bigger than a horse.

Kapok Hong shook her head, looked around, and a smile appeared in her eyes: "General Chu has a wish to go freely in Xiliang."

Unexpectedly, she fulfilled his wish today.

The next moment, Kapok Hong's eyes lit up when she thought of something.

"I should dig out General Chu's ashes and bring him here."

The men who were originally a little surprised because of Kapok Hong's words were shocked: "Boss, then Zhong Changrong would have to fight us to the death."

Kapok Hong smiled: "I'm afraid of him?"

Indeed, the boss was not afraid of Zhong Changrong, and the boss really dared to do crazy things for Chu Ku. The men's minds quickly turned to dispel Kapok Hong's idea.

"That would make Miss Azhao unhappy." "General Chu has become a hero. He might have been wandering in Xiliang for a long time, no, patrol." "Yes, boss, you raided the Xiliang royal court before, which is what General Chu has always wanted to do. Maybe he would have been with you at that time."

The smile in Kapok's red eyes rippled like water, and he nodded: "You are right."

She looked around again, her eyes still feeling sad, but she didn't say anything about digging graves. The men breathed a sigh of relief and were about to say something to change the topic, but someone galloped from behind.

"Boss." They shouted, "Zhong Shuai's letter."

Kapok Hong took the letter and opened it, her eyes were filled with a stronger smile, and she sighed softly: "Azhao has worked so hard."

"Let's divide our troops to help Miss Azhao," asked the men around him.

Kapok Hong glanced at the letter and shook her head: "No need for now. We are still in Xiliang. We want the people of Xiliang to migrate further and dare not get close to here."

The men responded.

"And," said the visitor, "When we were wandering, we caught a merchant, a merchant from Daxia."

Kapok Hong looked over and asked, "How did Daxia merchants appear in Xiliang?"

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"He said he was robbed to Xiliang. Now Xiliang is defeated and takes the opportunity to escape back." The visitor said, "But we saw that his behavior was very suspicious, so we were ready to tie it up-"

They are bandits, not soldiers who protect the country and the people of Daxia. The merchants from Xiliang want to rob them, so can the merchants from Daxia also rob them. This is the identity of the person—

"But unexpectedly, he suddenly committed suicide." said the visitor.

As he spoke, a horse came over with a body, a man dressed in a chubby businessman.

It’s not about running away or begging, but about committing suicide? Kapok Hong’s eyes were sharp and she used death to cover up the secret.

"Send it to Zhong Changrong," she said, "let him check the origin of the merchant."

Seeing the bandits responsible for delivering the letter galloping away with the corpse, Kapok's red brows did not stretch, but became more solemn, and his eyes looked back.

The peace talks were over, the King of Xiliang led his troops to leave, and all the tribes in Xiliang were also moving. Nothing happened again, right?

.........

.........

The grasslands near the border are also wafting dust and smoke, and the dust is filled with the sound of fighting.

Standing under a hillside, Zhong Changrong seemed to be back at the time of the battle between Xiliang.

But now the war is clearly over.

"General, there are more troops than expected." The personal soldiers walked over quickly and whispered, "It is definitely the soldiers of the royal family."

"General, the King of Xiliang has indeed gone back on his word!" Another personal soldier said angrily.

"He's not just raiding." A soldier looked calm, "They also put eyeliners in our place."

So Zhong Changrong was ambushed when he was on a whim.

Zhong Changrong didn't know that he would come here before leaving.

The ambush was stable and accurate, like a placement of an eye behind them.

A soldier couldn't help but be angry: "Does the thief of Xiliang think that this would lead to Daxia?" He raised the long sword with his uninjured hand, "They are really dreaming!"

The soldiers around him also laughed.

Zhong Changrong, who had been silent all the time, suddenly smiled when he heard this.

"Maybe they are not going to step into the Great Xia," he said, his eyes deeper than the night. "They just want to kill me."

......

......

The man leaned on the horse's back and was almost integrated with the horse. Because the arrows behind him and the scout's consciousness were already a little blurred, and he could no longer guide the horse.

But this is not a problem. If you break through the siege and find out the way, you can take him to the nearest garrison.

The newly recovered territory of Daxia has already entered the army and the posters are tight.

Just climb another hillside-

But when he climbed over the hillside, he ushered in a rain-like arrow. The horse neighed and fell to the ground. The person on the horse's back didn't even make a sound, and rolled on the ground. In his unclosed eyes, he reflected a dozen soldiers standing side by side on the hillside.

Daxia soldiers.

......

......

Liang Qiang closed his eyes.

"This time, are you going to let the wolf in the house again?" He asked hoarsely, "I really don't know now whether the person behind you is from Daxia?"

It hurts Daxia again and again.

However, it is not like the people of Xiliang, because the people of Xiliang have not gained any benefits.

Maybe it should be said that the person behind him is a human being!

He seemed to be playing the strings casually, not caring about how many people would be killed or injured every time the piano sounded.

The soldier smiled and said, "Person Liang, this time it is for you to turn the tide and return to glory."

Liang Qiang looked at him murmurly: "Then when will I turn the tide?"
Chapter completed!