Chapter 2763

After breaking out of the encirclement of Salamon, there are only 60 people left by the virgin ako and the sheep.

Nearly half of them died under the blade of the Persians of the moon tribe. They did not die in the battle against Turks, but died in tuhuolo before the dawn of a new life.

Before they died, they had hundreds of people on their backs. Salamon's population was less than 2000.

When the two sides faced each other, Yang Yi was naturally outnumbered. Fortunately, they had the square array experience honed from the battlefield, and finally they were able to break through the encirclement. Throughout the two sides, the highest level of martial arts in Salamon, Yang Yi is not his opponent, only the sacred flame bow of the holy daughter ako Demi can constantly force back Salamon.

Salamon's martial arts strength has surpassed that of beiqiaofeng and nanmurong. Yang Yi estimates that only Li Xiaoyao can defeat him in such a large central plains.

Fortunately, the only three dark emissaries under Salamon's command and in the former Senate House died in the battle with o'keeri, which made Yang Yi become the best player next to Salamon in the war of breakthrough.

However, Yang Yi still couldn't beat Salamon, and 60 people couldn't fight more than 1000 people. They had to escape and get into the gully in a panic, and they didn't even have time to distinguish the direction.

Salamon and his Yuezu are chasing after each other. The saint is their last hope to return to Persia. Salamon will never give up.

In fact, if it had not been for Salamon's fear of accidentally killing the virgin, they would not have been able to break out of the enclosure, or have escaped for more than a month without being caught.

More than a month later, they have bypassed the Congling mountains, but they are still in the continuous high mountains, and even in front of them are daunting snow mountains. Almost every snow mountain here is more towering than Buzhou mountain.

As soon as Yang knew, this is the West Kunlun mountain called by the Central Plains people. The boundless snow mountain in front of him is the Tibetan Plateau. Under the pursuit of Salamon, they had to flee to the plateau.

This area is called Ali area and Kashmir in later generations.

This more than a month of escape, escape and pursuit of people are exhausted, everyone with injuries. Yang Yi also organized several ambushes, but only slightly hindered Salamon's steps, but could not beat them back.

There is too much disparity between the enemy and ourselves. Although there were less than 1500 people killed in Salamon, there were only 39 sheep among them.

Some people were killed, some people died with the enemy, and some people fled and fell on their heads and could not get up again.

In the harsh plateau environment, there is no need to fight. Every day there are dead people and both sides are dying. When Salamon finally besieged them again in a gentle depression, there were only 29 left, including the virgin and the sheep.

Finally, there was no way to escape.

Yang Yi's knife had already been broken, and there was no arrow in Ke's sacred flame bow. Adironda Tera was carrying the sun moon harp, and her sword was more like a saw.

"Ah Yang, are we going to die?"

"Are you afraid?"

"Not afraid. But you haven't found your way back. I'm sorry

"It doesn't matter. I've found you. I'm content."

"Ah Yang, will we be together in the next life?"

"I will. Even if I look for another 500 years, I will find you in my next life."

"I'll wait for you, next life, next life, I'll wait for you."

The sheep gave her a kiss, drew out the broken knife, and said to Linda Tera with a smile, "adio, call my brother-in-law to listen."

A Diao raised the saw tooth sword: "I'll call again in the next life."

They charged at the enemy.

Blood reddened the snow in the mountains.

A moment later, only the last ten men were left, but they were unable to fight again. They had no strength and manpower to form a square array to resist the enemy. At this time, even if Salamon let them go, ten people would die on a frozen plateau.

Ten people fell down and sat together. The sheep held the holy girl ah Ke in his arms and looked up at the wild snow mountain and the sky.

It's been more than 500 years. Are you really going to die? Really can't find the way back?

Yang Yi is not reconciled, but he can only hold her tightly at this time. Saint ako holds a dagger, and she will never allow herself to be caught by Salamon or live alone.

As soon as the sheep didn't stop her, she knew it was useless to stop. She would not abandon herself.

Is it really over? No more chance?

All of a sudden, a powerful horn sounded around, and the snow fell on the cliffs all around. Then around them, a huge cavalry appeared.

The cavalry of at least five thousand men were dressed in uniform fur coats and leather armour. Half of them are riding Tibetan Plateau horses and half of them are yaks. They are armed with long spears and machetes.

This is a regular army, light cavalry on the plateau.

The sudden appearance of the army made Yang Yi and Salamon dare not act rashly.

Out of the battle line, two extremely wealthy and heroic yaks are more than twice as big as the buffalo in the Central Plains. They are fast catching up with smaller elephants.

On the Yak's back were two old men in gorgeous clothes. One of them was not angry. He asked in a deep voice, "who are you? Why did you break into the territory of Guge to fight?"Sheep did not answer him, but looked at the old man beside him.

The old man is too ugly. He has a wide mouth, a flat nose and narrow eyes. Generally speaking, it is very difficult to marry a wife when he is so young, which will impress the man who has seen him.

"You Is it bamboo? "

The ugly old man suddenly looked at Yang Yi. He had never forgotten such a familiar voice in his whole life. This voice accompanied his most miserable childhood and youth. When everyone hated him, he was taken as his apprentice and taught him martial arts.

"I am the bamboo, you Who are you? "

"Ha ha ha ha..." When the sheep raised his head to the sky, he had never laughed so wantonly. He laughed more magnificently than the horn.

Salamon died. He was killed in the mountain depression by the infuriated xuzhu, and Tianjiao, a martial art of the Yue nationality, died.

After two rounds of charge by the cavalry of Guge Kingdom, less than 500 were left. Then they knelt down and surrendered.

Five thousand Guge cavalry are not the most terrifying. The crazy xuzhus run rampant among the Persian people of the Yue nationality. Whoever raises his hand will kill the one who is like a roaring lion.

Salama, the son of Salamon, was seriously injured by xuzhu and vomited blood one by one.

It's hard to imagine that he was born in Shaolin Temple, a Buddhist temple with compassion. Until he helped the sheep up to the Guge sedan chair, he was still shaking with anger, pointing to the kneeling Persians of the Yue nationality.

"Kill, kill all, leave none."

The guggues drew up their long bows.

"No. Mr. Xu Zhu, please let them go. " It is the true heart of Bodhisattva that the saint ako Demi is.

"They are all my people. Please spare them."

Xuzhu asked Yang Yi with his eyes. The sheep nodded: "let it go."

Xu Zhu stamped his foot: "forget it!" The cavalry drew up their bows and arrows.

The virgin went to the Persians of the moon tribe and said to Salama, "Salama, don't go back to Persia. Okiri will kill you all. Take them to Tianzhu. Listen to a Yang. Go south and go over this snow mountain to Tianzhu. The climate is warm, the land is fertile, and it is easy to live. "

"Salamon, you should protect the Yue people." "Don't let them die again, let them all live," she said with tears

The surviving Yue people shed tears of remorse. They prostrate at the feet of the saint, calling out her holy name and thanking her for her grace.

Guge cavalry to get out of the way, Salama with the last Yue people set foot on the road to the south, toward Tianzhu. In the name of the flame, they vowed never to return to the northern foothills of the Himalayas.

Yang Yichang breathed a sigh, and the friendship and resentment of the moon tribe Persia for more than 500 years have finally been written off today.

Is that really the case?

Salama led the remaining Persian moons to the fertile plains of India after a hard journey, where they multiplied. In the long history since then, the descendants of Yue nationality have experienced many times of blood fusion, including the fusion with Aryan moon worship group who entered Tianzhu earlier.

For a long time, the descendants of the Yue people established their own kingdom in India, with success and failure, until their main body migrated to Nepal at the southern foot of the Himalayas.

Later, they were called Gurkhas, and the Salama family was the head of Gurkhas, and Salama's descendants were called Sharmas.