Chapter 531

Fang Xie did not care what kind of situation Kuo Ketai menglie would face after he left the pass, nor did he have any interest in the hundreds of thousands of herdsmen at the west entrance of the canyon. There was no soldier left in the canyon, and he was not worried that the Mengyuan people would come back. Now the chaos of the Mongol and Yuan Dynasties is more thorough than that of the great Sui Dynasty, and the golden family is engaged in a war that has a great impact on their future generations. If kuytemungo wins, this huge empire will really belong to the golden family. If Fozong wins, Mengyuan may split into many small countries.

When he thought the time had come, Kuo Ketai mengge, the Great Khan of Mengyuan, took out the decisive courage to break and then stand. This is a man who is unwilling to be a puppet, so he will never accept the social structure that divine power is much higher than imperial power. When Buddhism was incomparable, he chose forbearance, and when the news of Buddhism's civil strife came out, he immediately launched a war.

Its determination is admirable.

Perhaps this war will greatly damage the strength of the golden family. Even if it is won, the strength of the Mongolian Yuan Empire will be greatly damaged. But this is only the pain within ten years. Kuytemungo sees the glory after ten years. At that time, the golden family will really usher in the peak.

Fang Xie handed over everything about the camp to sun Kaidao, and then went west with his entourage.

Westbound

These two words have too many meanings.

Fang Xie knew that Luo Yao had lied. The thief master Luo Yao said may be just a fictional figure. So really, the first person to travel westward was loyal Prince Yang Qi.

Choose to challenge the most powerful force in the world. Some people may regard this action as humiliating themselves, but in the eyes of others, this action is as grand as the war in which the founding emperor of the Sui Dynasty blocked the Mongolian Yuan army to the west of langrushan. There will always be a few people who walk in front of the humble and straighten their backs to realize their dreams.

Such people may not have a happy ending in the end, but every step they take is dazzling.

When Fang Xie made the decision to go west, he thought a lot. His westward journey was different from loyal Prince Yang Qi, Xiao 19, and even Xiang qingniu. His journey to the west is only to seek an answer, to repay a favor, to make an explanation, not to challenge.

But it's also great, isn't it?

He didn't have to go.

Fang Xie took his three women, Kirin, big dog, Zhuo Buyi who had always dreamed of going to the prairie, Yan Kuang and Nie Xiaoju, and a team of selected flying fish robes.

When a line of dozens of people crossed the canyon, everyone felt a little heavy. Not long ago, the officers and men of the black flag army blocked the Mongolian Yuan people for ten days in the canyon. If Fang Xie didn't finally think of the emperor's plot and withdraw, maybe they would block two ten days, three ten days, ten days, until the last person died in the war.

In the canyon, the traces after the war are still there, and the blood sprinkled on the stones is still clearly visible. The stone walls are full of small pits shot by feather arrows. Many wild animals smell blood in the canyon looking for bodies. When they see the Knights coming, they stare at them with vigilance.

Sometimes things are so unexpected that Fang Xie never thought that the stone wall would end his mission so quickly when he ordered to guard the canyon. Many preparations are not used, but it is lucky not to use them. If all the preparations are used, how difficult will it be to face?

"What is our goal?"

Wan Yan Yunshu asked after Fang Xie.

She is the person who doesn't know Fang Xie the least among the three women, but she must not be said to be the person with the weakest feelings for Fang Xie. Women in northern Liaoning dare to love and hate, and once they fall in love with a person, they will be as fierce as fire. They are far more able to express their feelings than gentle Central Plains women, and they will never think it embarrassing to express their love for their sweetheart.

"Qinlin guole"

Fang Xie answered.

Qinlingole is the nearest place to Wangting and belongs to the direct territory of the golden family.

"Let's just break through?"

Wanyan Yunshu asked again.

"Well"

Fang Xie nodded: "don't worry, we have a small number of people and a small goal. Besides, even if it is a team of 10000 people, no one may notice. If the Sui Dynasty is rich and the people are strong at this time, it is an absolutely good time. If the army starts to march to the west at this time, I'm afraid there are strong red war flags flying on the grassland for thousands of miles."

Fang Xie is right. If the emperor Yang Yi of the great Sui Dynasty decided to attack Mengyuan after more than three years, the whole court of the great Sui Dynasty might be laughing and laughing.

Fate teased, because the emperor's attack on Mongolia led to chaos in the Central Plains. When the Central Plains was in chaos and the Mongol Yuan people had the opportunity to move eastward, the Mongol Yuan was also in chaos.

These two powerful empires were in crisis one after another.

When leaving the canyon, the flying fish robe that first explored the way came back and reported that the fight had ended a few days ago. Naturally, the herdsman led by the disciples of the Buddha sect was not the opponent of the 200000 returning Wolves under kuketai menglie. Hundreds of miles of blood were shed on the grassland and bodies were everywhere.

Fang Xie and his party went out of the canyon and entered the prairie. Although Fang Xie lived in fan Gu for three years, it was also the first time to really set foot on this vast land. There is always an impulse to shout when you see the blue sky and grassland in front of you.

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More than ten miles out of the canyon, the open mood gradually became gloomy, and the beautiful scenery was smeared with blood into another scene. If there were corpses everywhere in hell, then the place they are now in is hell. The body was almost covered with sight, and there was hardly a green grass around the body. The blood was dried and lost its bright color, but it was because of this that it became particularly tragic.

Many wild wolves and vultures devoured the bodies on the grass, and the loyal war horses still stood beside their masters, whistling but refused to leave. The wolves and vultures had eaten their bodies for several days, so they became no longer afraid of people. When the team passed through, even greedy eyes looked this way from the wolves. A flying fish robe bent its bow and shot the head wolf who bared his teeth at the team with an arrow, which immediately attracted several sad howls.

Not only wolves, wolves, coyotes, hyenas, leopards on the mountain, but also a group of lions of different sizes. They should all be happy because there are too many bodies for them to eat.

The winning wolves left without even cleaning the battlefield. It can be imagined how urgent they were to go home.

Fang Xie looked at a broken flying wolf flag on the ground not far away, and couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief.

Looking at the scene in front of us, we can see how tragic it was at that time. The civil war is always a painful disaster to recall.

Twenty miles around is the main battlefield, but within a hundred miles, you will see herdsmen falling in the grass or wolf riding soldiers. The most surprising thing is that after walking half of the Mandu flag grassland, I never saw a herdsman again. Sometimes I go through a yurt and find it empty when I go in.

No one lives, and there are more and more wild animals.

On the seventh day, they saw a team of herdsmen passing by, men, women, young and old, driving a few cattle and sheep, watching them warily. Young men holding machetes and boxwood bows are ready to fight at any time.

Fang Xie asked the flying fish robe who knew Mongolian Yuan language to ask for directions. When he learned that they were Han people, the herdsmen of the tribe were obviously relieved. At this time, they thought the Han people were closer.

The flying fish robe brought back several grassland men, led by an old man who looked at least 60 years old. Wearing leather robes and felt hats on their heads are different from those of the Mongolian Yuan people.

Fang Xie dismounted and put his right hand on his chest in the way of a grassland man. He bowed slightly. The old man quickly returned the gift, and then looked at Fang Xie carefully.

"Han people, where are you going?"

He asked.

Fang Xie took the wine bag down from his waist and handed it over. The old man took it over with both hands and took a sip. As long as he drank the wine handed over by the other party, he would be a friend.

"We're going to find some lost friends."

Fang Xie answered.

The old man sighed: "If you are the Han people who survived the war a few years ago, don't look for them again. Those who can escape have fled, and those who haven't left have become bones. I advise you to go back quickly. The descendants of changshengtian forget how to have love and unity, and now they only greet each other with machetes. If you go further, you are hunting Mo flag. There was still a war a few days ago, you people It's dangerous to go. "

Fang Xie thanked and then asked, "how far is it to Qinlin guole?"

"Are you going to qinlingole?!"

The old man was obviously surprised, then looked into Fang Xie's eyes and said sincerely, "although I didn't like Han people before, since meeting you is fate, I must remind you that there is a real hell now."

"Thank you for your reminder, but I have to find my friend. He is very important to me."

Seeing the sincerity of Fang's explanation, the old man asked someone to take a map to him: "we are just a small tribe with a population of only more than 300 people. Now there is no peace on the grassland. We plan to go south and find a safe place to settle down. This map is given to you. I hope you are lucky."

"Thank you"

Fang Xie thanks again.

"That's right"

Fang Xie suddenly thought of something: "excuse me, how come I haven't found a temple after walking so long?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Han people, do you think there are temples everywhere on the grassland? Then you are wrong. Temples are only built in places with the spirit of gods, and people of Buddhism would not walk around casually before. It is not easy for us herdsmen who have no status to visit temples."

Fang Xie nodded and waved goodbye.

Walking all the way, the grassland looks particularly empty.

Thinking of the fact that there are too many dead people behind the emptiness, even the grandeur has changed.

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On the thirteenth day, Fang Xie's team had to stop.

It has been close to the edge of Qinlin guole, and the smell of blood is getting stronger and stronger. Along the way, I met several Buddhist disciples. They were in a hurry. It seemed that they were sent to summon the messenger of herdsmen. Fang Xie killed all of them. Qinlingole is one of the rare cities in Mongolia and Yuan Dynasty. Although it is only built with earth walls, it is not small in scale. Today, the city is still controlled by wolves, but there are at least more than 400000 herdsmen outside.

Fang Xie took people to find a place to hide, and then asked the big dog to leave with some flying fish robes and rush to the king's court.

He couldn't get into the city, and Fang Xie didn't want to get close to the king's court.

It is not difficult for a team of dozens of people to find a place to hide on such a vast grassland, not to mention that the population on the grassland has been reduced to a chilling point.

Fang Xie found an abandoned tribal station 50 miles southeast of Qinlin gol to rest. After arranging the people on duty, he went into the yurt to rest.

Just when sleep came, he suddenly frowned.

Shen qingfan also sat up and looked out: "there are heavy walkers fighting."

"Go and have a look!"

Fang Xie got up and went out with Shen qingfan and asked Zhuo Buyi to protect the camp. They hid their bodies and leaned towards the place where the vitality of heaven and earth fluctuated violently in the distance.