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Volume 1: The Border Town of the Empire Chapter 531: Stepping onto that grassland

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    Chapter 531: Stepping onto that grassland

    Fang Jie did not care about what kind of situation Kuoketai Menglie would face after he came out of seclusion, and he had no interest in the hundreds of thousands of herdsmen at the west entrance of the canyon.  There was not a single soldier left in the canyon, and he was not worried that the Meng Yuan people would come back.  Now the chaos of the Meng Yuan Dynasty is more complete than that of the Sui Dynasty, and the Golden Family is engaged in a war that will have a huge impact on their future generations.  If Kuok Tai Meng wins, this huge empire will truly belong to the Golden Family.  If the Buddha Sect wins, Meng Yuan may split into many small countries.

    When he thought that the time had come, the great Khan of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, Kuoketai Mengge, showed the decisive courage to break through and then stand up again.  This is a man who is unwilling to be a puppet, so he has never accepted a social structure in which divine power is much higher than imperial power.  When the Buddha Sect was so powerful that it was unrivaled, he chose to endure it. But as soon as the news of the civil strife in the Buddha Sect came out, he immediately launched a war.

    His decisiveness is admirable.

    ¡°Perhaps this war will greatly damage the strength of the Golden Family, and even if it wins, the Meng Yuan Empire will also be greatly weakened.  But this was only the pain within ten years. What Brother Kuoketai Meng saw was the glory ten years later.  By that time, the Golden Family will truly usher in its peak moment.

    Fang Jie left all the affairs of the camp to Sun Kaidao, and then headed west with his entourage.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    These two words have too many meanings.

    Fang Jie knew that Luo Yao had told lies at the beginning, and that the master thief Luo Yao mentioned might just be a fictional character.  So really speaking, the first person to use it for the westward journey was Prince Zhong Yang Qi.

    Choosing to challenge the most powerful force in the world may be regarded by some as a self-inflicted humiliation, but in the eyes of others, this action has the same effect as the founding emperor of the Sui Dynasty who blocked the Mongolian and Yuan armies.  The battle west of Langru Mountain was equally magnificent.  There will always be a few people who walk in humble front and straighten their spines to realize their dreams.

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

    When Fang Jie made the decision to go west, he had a lot of thoughts in his mind.  His journey to the west and Prince Zhong Yang Qi are different from Xiao Yijiu and even Xiang Qingniu.  His journey to the west was just to pursue an answer, to repay a favor, to give an explanation, not to challenge.

    But this is also a kind of greatness, isn¡¯t it?

    He didn¡¯t have to go.

    Fang Jie took his three women, Qilin, 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 robe.

    When a group of dozens of people passed through the canyon, everyone felt a little heavy.  Not long ago, the soldiers of the Black Flag Army blocked the Meng Yuan people in the canyon for ten days. If Fang Jie hadn't finally thought of the emperor's plot and withdrew, maybe they would have blocked two ten days and three ten days.  Days, ten days, until the last person is killed.

    The traces of the battle in the canyon are still there, and the blood stains sprinkled on the rocks are still clearly visible.  The stone walls are densely covered with small craters shot by arrows.  There were many wild beasts smelling blood and looking for corpses in the canyon, and they stared at them warily when they saw the knights coming.

    Sometimes things are so unexpected. When he ordered to defend the canyon, Fang Jie never thought that this stone wall would end his mission so quickly.  Many preparations were not used, but it was a blessing not to be used.  If all the preparations are used, what kind of difficult dilemma will we face?

    "Where is our goal?"

    Wanyan Yunshu followed Fang Jie and asked.

    She is the one who understands Fang Jie least among the three women, but it cannot be said that she is the one with the weakest feelings for Fang Jie.  Women in Northern Liao dare to love and hate, and once they fall in love with someone, they will be as fierce as fire.  They are much better at expressing their feelings than the gentle Central Plains women, and they will never think it is embarrassing to express their love for their sweethearts.

    "Qinlin Gol"

    Fang Jie answered.

    Qinlin Gol is the place closest to the royal court and belongs to the direct territory of the Golden Family.

    "We're just going to go straight through?"

    Wanyan Yunshu asked again.

    "Um"

    Fang Jie nodded: "Don't worry about anything. We have a small number of people and a small target. Besides, even if a team of ten thousand people passes by, no one may notice it. If the Sui Dynasty is peaceful and the country is rich and the people are strong at this time, it will be an absolute blessing."  The timing is right. If the army starts to conquer the west at this time, I am afraid that there will already be bright red battle flags flying on the grassland thousands of miles away. "

    Fang¡¯s explanation is correct. If Emperor Yang Yi of the Sui Dynasty made the decision after more than three years,It is certain to launch troops against the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty. At this time, the Sui Dynasty court may be full of joy and laughter.

    Fate played a trick, and the emperor's campaign to conquer Mongolia led to chaos in the Central Plains.  And when the Central Plains was in chaos and the Meng Yuan people had the opportunity to march eastward, the Meng Yuan Dynasty was also in chaos.

    These two powerful empires fell into crisis one after another.

    When leaving the canyon, Feiyupao, who had explored the way first, came back and reported that the fighting had ended a few days ago. The herdsmen led by the Buddhist disciples were naturally no match for the 200,000 wolf riders under Kuoketai Menglie's command.  , the grassland was bleeding for hundreds of miles, and corpses were everywhere.

    Fang Jie and his party left the canyon and entered the prairie. Although Fang Jie had lived in Fangu for three years, this was the first time he truly set foot on this vast land.  When I see the blue sky and grassland meeting in front of me in the far distance, I always have the urge to shout loudly.

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    After more than ten miles out of the canyon, the open mood gradually turned gloomy. The beautiful scenery was smeared with blood and turned into a different scene. If there were corpses everywhere in hell, then the place Fang Jie and the others arrived now was hell.  The corpses covered almost everything as far as the eye could see, and there was barely a blade of green grass to be seen around the corpses.  The blood has lost its bright color after being dried, but it is precisely because of this that it looks particularly tragic.

    Many wild wolves and vultures were devouring the corpses on the grass, and the loyal horses still stood beside their masters, neighing but refusing to leave.  The wild wolves and vultures had been eating the carcasses for several days, so they were no longer afraid of humans.  As the team passed through, there were even greedy looks from the wolves.  A flying fish robe bent his bow and shot the leader of the team, who was baring his teeth, to death with an arrow, immediately causing several shrill howls.

    Not only wild wolves, but also mountain dogs, hyenas, leopards, and a group of large lions on Langru Mountain.  They should be very happy, because there are so many corpses that they can't eat them all even to death.

    The victorious Wolf Cavalry left immediately without even having time to clean up the battlefield. One can imagine how eager they were to return home.

    Fang Jie looked at a broken Flying Wolf flag on the ground not far away and couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

    Looking at the scene in front of you, you will know how tragic it was. The civil war will always be a disaster that will hurt your heart when you recall it.

    The main battlefield is within a radius of twenty miles, but within a hundred miles you will see herdsmen or wolf-riding soldiers lying in the grass.  The most surprising and shocking thing is that after walking half of the Mandu Banner grassland, I didn't see a single herdsman again.  Sometimes I pass by a yurt, only to find it empty when I enter.

    Without human habitation, wild beasts became extremely numerous.

    On the seventh day, Fang Jie and the others saw a team of herdsmen passing by, men, women and children, driving a few cattle and sheep and watching Fang Jie and them warily.  The men in their prime hold scimitars and boxwood bows, ready to fight.

    Fang Jie asked Fei Yupao, who understood Mongolian language, to ask for directions. The herdsmen of this tribe were obviously relieved when they learned that they were Han people.  At this time, they actually thought that the Han people were closer to each other.

    Feiyupao brought back several prairie men, led by an old man who looked to be at least sixty years old.  Wearing a leather robe, the felt hat on his head is different from that of the Mongolian people.

    Fang Jie dismounted, put his right hand on his chest in the way of prairie people and bowed slightly to salute. The old man quickly returned the salute, and then looked at Fang Jie carefully.

    "Han people, where are you going?"

    he asks.

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

    "We are going to find some lost friends."

    Fang Jie answered.

    The old man sighed: "If they are the Han people who survived the war a few years ago, you should stop looking for them. Those who can escape have already escaped, and those who have not escaped have turned into bones. I advise you to go back quickly.  , the descendants of Changshengtian have forgotten how to be united in love, and now they only greet each other with scimitars. Going further is Liemo Banner. There was still a war there a few days ago. It is very dangerous for you people to go. "

    Fang Jie thanked him and then asked, "How far is it to Qinlingol?"

    ¡°You are going to Qinlingol?!¡±

    The old man was obviously taken aback, and then he looked into Fang Jie's eyes and said sincerely: "Although I didn't like Han people before, since meeting you is fate, I must remind you that it is a real hell now."

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

    The old man was so sincere in his explanation that he asked someone to bring him a map: "We are just a small tribe with a population of only more than 300 people. Now there is no peace on the grassland."Once the weather is over, we plan to keep walking south to find a safe place to stay.  This map is given to you and I wish you good luck.  "

    "Thanks"

    Fang Jie thanked him again.

    "correct"

    Fang Jie suddenly thought of something: "Excuse me, why haven't I found a temple after walking for so long?"

    The old man was startled for a moment, then smiled and said: "Han people, do you think that there are temples everywhere on the grasslands? Then you are wrong. Temples are only built in places with spiritual aura, while Buddhists used to  We don¡¯t move around casually. It¡¯s not easy for us herdsmen with no status to go to the temple to worship.¡±

    Fang Jie nodded, then waved goodbye.

    As we walked along, the grassland looked particularly empty.

    Thinking that the reason behind this emptiness is that too many people have died, even the magnificence has changed.

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    On the thirteenth day, Fang Jie¡¯s team had to stop.

    It was already close to Qinlin Gol, and the smell of blood was getting stronger and stronger.  I met several Buddhist disciples along the way. They were walking in a hurry. They seemed to be envoys sent out to summon the herdsmen. Fang Jie killed them all without leaving any one.  Qinlin Gol is one of the rare cities in the Mongolian and Yuan Dynasties. Although it only built earth walls, it is not small in scale.  The city is still controlled by wolf riders, but there are at least 400,000 herdsmen surrounding it.

    Fang Jie took his people to find a place to hide, and then asked Big Dog to leave with a few flying fish robes and rush to the royal court.

    Unable to enter the city, Fang Jie was unwilling to approach the royal court.

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

    Fang Jie found an abandoned tribal garrison to rest fifty miles southeast of Qinlingol. After arranging for night watchmen, he got into a yurt to rest.

    Just when sleepiness came over him, he suddenly frowned.

    Shen Qingshan also sat up and looked outside: "There are great practitioners fighting against each other."

    ¡°Go and have a look!¡±

    Fang Jie stood up and went out with Shen Qingshan, leaving Zhuo Buyi to protect the camp. The two of them hid their figures and moved toward the place in the distance where the energy of heaven and earth fluctuated extremely violently.
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