After killing the captive, Xie Xinghua walked straight to the camp, while Yule prayed in front of the corpse of the Cossack captive with a cross.

"How? The result? Xie Xinghua said happily when he saw that there were several more horses in the camp.

"Lord Qianhu, a total of eight horses were chased, but one was injured and estimated to be unable to ride, and there were three dead horses." Yu Liang said.

With these horses, their speed can be increased, and as for the dead horses, they are ready-made dry food, and even if they are not dried in the cold winter, they will not spoil at all.

"Lao Jie, I ran a few." Wu Peng said in a deep voice.

"It's okay, let's run, hurry up and clean up, we have to rush overnight." Xie Xinghua took the wine bag from his subordinates and drank a few gulps.

If the captive just now hadn't lied, that means that even if all the cavalry just now were killed by them, the one who should have come would still come.

Xie Xinghua just can't understand, as for the people of the Rakshasa country?

The Ming Dynasty occupies a piece of territory, but who stipulates that that territory belongs to your Rakshasa Kingdom?

Just for the sake of their handful of people, the Rakshasa Kingdom dares to send a large army to encircle and suppress?

Didn't they just go to Europa and play around, buy a lot of useless books, and kidnap a few priests and children by the way, as for such a hard work? Is it worth it?

Of course, this is Xie Xinghua's thoughts, he doesn't understand the people of the Rakshasa country, nor does he understand Gu Jia, and he is even more annoyed when he looks at those priests, but he only serves one person in his life, and he only believes in one person.

Since this task was given to him by the prince, he would bring Gu Jia back intact even if he tried his best.

"The prince once said, you can't wait to look at the Rakshasa Kingdom, since they have been biting tightly, they will definitely not give up their efforts, just listen to the lord, let's pack up and hurry on the road!"

Gu Jia sighed, he had been on the road for a day, and now he couldn't sleep at night, he really felt that it was really not good to be unconvinced, and his old waist began to hurt again.

"Da Ming, we have to go back!" While they were discussing, the three priests who had been brought back from Europa came over, still shouting in a stiff language.

"Master Gu, they think it's too dangerous just now, and they don't want to follow us back to Daming." Tang Ruowang had been persuaded for a long time just now, but it obviously didn't work, so he said to Gu Jia helplessly.

Gu Jia stepped forward to persuade for a while, but the three priests were even more excited to go back, they had been assassinated four times in just one month, which was too dangerous.

Seeing that it was at an impasse, Xie Xinghua stepped forward and took over the conversation.

"Three priests, the prince promised you, what kind of cathedral will be built for you when you arrive in Daming, how can you just go back?

There are tens of millions of people in the Ming Dynasty, and doesn't your Lord want to spread the gospel to the East?

Think about it, our people in the Ming Dynasty are very pious! Xie Xinghua smiled and said to the priest who was the leader.

The head priest was stunned for a moment, as if he was weighing the pros and cons, and it had always been their wish to go to the far east and build a church of their own.

The priest and the other two muttered a few words, as if discussing something, and Isaac didn't know what the adults were talking about, and his little hand just tightened the corner of the priest's clothes.

Apparently, he was homesick too.

"Please allow us to go back, we think we can go to Daming in the future." Between ideals and life, the three seem to have made a decision.

"Okay, okay, since you want to go back, we can't stop you." Xie Xinghua didn't want to embarrass them, and said casually, but who knew that as soon as he finished speaking, Gu Jia glanced at him.

They traveled thousands of miles to Europa, just to investigate and find talents, and now they finally found three, so how willing was Gu Jia to put them back.

Although these three priests have average ability, they are natives of Europa after all, and they understand the technology, culture, and even the various systems of universities and armies there, which is of great reference significance to the Ming Dynasty.

As a last resort, Gu Jia didn't want to release people, even if it was forced.

"It's okay to go, but ...... The horses can't be given to you, so go back yourselves. Of course, Xie Xinghua understood what Gu Jia meant, and said to the three priests.

This place is deserted for dozens of miles, there are no horses, only two legs, you will freeze to death.

"This ......" The priest's brows furrowed into Sichuan characters, and his eyes looked at Xie Xinghua as if he wanted to fight for something, but Xie Xinghua pretended not to see it and ignored it at all.

"Let's go back too!" As if he understood that it was impossible for the Ming to divide the precious horses among the three of them, the priest took Isaac's hand and headed west, followed by the other two.

"I have to warn you that there are a lot of wolves in this forest!" Xie Xinghua raised his voice, and said to the three of them in a strange voice.

The three priests were not young, so they naturally knew the strength of the wolves, and their footsteps suddenly stopped.

If you follow the Ming people, you will not necessarily die, but you will return to China on foot...... They have been walking east for a month, and how long will it take to walk back?

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In the end, the three priests chose to turn back.

Xie Xinghua and the others divided the three dead horses, hung the legs and other easy-to-carry meat on the backs of the rest of the horses, and after packing up, the group ran towards the far east in the night.

For the next month or so, Gu Jia and his entourage only rested for less than three hours a day, passing by Taihai and Beigaohai when they came, and running all the way east.

On the twentieth day of the first month, the group traveled to Tengis.

This place has gone out of the territory of the Ottomans and entered the Rakshasa country, Xie Xinghua had to go out day and night for the sake of safety.

For more than a month, many people's hands and feet have been frostbitten, Gu Jia suffered from the wind and cold, and almost didn't survive, if it wasn't for Xie Xinghua to stop him, the priest who is good at medical skills would almost have to give Gu Jia a bloodletting therapy.

Thanks to the miracle medicine that Liu Hong gradually gave him at the time of parting, he was able to save his life, Rao was so sick for more than half a month, and he had to continue to travel every day, Gu Jia was so thin that he was skinny and bone-like, just like a hemp pole in the wind.

"Master Gu, are you okay, do you want to stop and rest for a while?" Xie Xinghua slowed down and said to Gu Jia.

Along the way, Gu Jia's persistence made Xie Xinghua admire, his life was about to die, and he continued to cheer up several priests and tell them about the prosperity of the Ming Dynasty.

"I'm fine, let's keep going, if nothing happens, we should be able to get to Ili in another ** day, cough cough" Gu Jia waved his hand at Xie Xinghua.

Ili is already the territory of the Ming Dynasty, although it has only been recovered by the Ming Dynasty for a short time, as long as he sets foot on that land, the Rakshasa Kingdom will not dare to be presumptuous anymore.

"Yes, my lord, it's been almost a year, this year is not easy, we have to let the prince treat us to a good meal when we go back!" Xie Xinghua quipped.

"Hehe, this is Almaty." is about to arrive home, and Gu Jia's face is also very good.

"Well, there is Mount Kilb ahead, and beyond that valley is a flat river, let's go up and take a look." After Xie Xinghua finished speaking, he patted his horse and ran towards the front of the team.

An hour later, the group marched to the foot of Mount Kilb, the sky gradually brightened, and Xie Xinghua ordered to camp on the spot.

Another advantage of walking day and night is that it is not easy to be spotted during the day, and ready-made horse meat is mixed with fresh snow, and a little salt is a good pot of soup when you boil it.

After the two dozen or so people finished eating, they fell asleep wrapped in leather felt, and after a night's journey, everyone was exhausted, and in a moment, except for the two people on duty, all kinds of snoring came from the makeshift camp.

Zhang Xingzhi was bored and squatted by the tent looking at the wind, while Sun Changle was holding a wine bag and gnawing on bones while drinking.

The quiet morning sun swayed on the earth, and it was white and shining.

Suddenly, Zhang Xingzhi felt as if the ground was shaking, and he stood up smartly, trotted up a boulder, and raised his hands to look into the distance.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! ”