The night attack of hundreds of people is not the most terrible, the terrible thing is that the enemy outside the city is also ready, and the inside and outside should be combined, in that case, Changsun Wuji's breakthrough plan tonight is equivalent to a complete failure, and if the barbarians outside the city decide to destroy themselves in one go, they will invest a large force to continue to attack the city tomorrow, without rest, and Changsun Wuji and the only six or seven thousand soldiers left in the city are also dead.

The eldest grandson Wuji is not afraid of death, but if the lives of more than 1,000 people of the eldest grandson clan are all lost here, then he will be a sinner of the eldest grandson's other departments, and he was aggrieved to die here by Li Fuguo, a eunuch, and the eldest grandson Wuji is unwilling to die.

The temperature difference between day and night in the desert of the Western Regions is notoriously large, and the heart is cold, and when the cold wind blows, many soldiers are shivering, and the wind blows through the cliffs of Qilian Mountain, making bursts of ghost crying, whining around the sky, so that those uninvited guests who ripple down seem to add a kind of atmosphere of end.

Seeing those uninvited guests hanging down as if no one was hanging down, the more he looked, the more angry he became, and he couldn't stop his anger, and Changsun Huan, who followed Changsun Wuji to climb onto the upper wall of the garrison fortress, snatched a strong crossbow with his hand, and aimed at the head of the uninvited guest at the bottom and was about to shoot it.

However, before he could pull the crossbow machine, the eldest grandson Wuji actually smashed his crossbow down, and immediately squinted at the old yellow eyes, staring at the black shadow that was constantly climbing in the moonlight for a long time, and then shook his head in shock: "It's Tang Jun!"

"Maybe those barbarians put on our armor to cause chaos!" Eldest Sun Huan was still a little unwilling to argue, but the eldest grandson Wuji, who listened, nodded approvingly: "Maybe!" But anyway, they've already seen it through, so why not wait for them to come down and argue again! ”

Although reluctant, Changsun Huan still gave the order, and in less than a moment, hundreds of Heluo elite soldiers quietly surrounded him, holding strong crossbows, and aiming vigilantly.

In order to raid below, the whole fortress did not have a trace of light, it was in the shade of the mountain, and it was dim from above and below, and it was not clear at all, and the first uninvited guest who jumped down was still looking around dizzily, and before he could see clearly, he was dragged aside by the Tang army's strong crossbow in ambush.

One after another, those uninvited guests were taken down by the ambushed Heluo army one by one, and these people also cooperated, so that if they didn't speak, they didn't speak, and some of them were indeed Hu people, but more of them turned out to be Tang people, and when an officer-like person jumped down in the middle, Changsun Wuji couldn't help but take a step forward in shock.

"I have an urgent military situation, and I need to see Changsun Sikong immediately!" As soon as he came, the middle-aged officer immediately shouted anxiously at the ambushed Heluo army, but before the ambush soldiers could scold, the eldest grandson Wuji had already walked up by himself, shouting in disbelief.

"You are, Anthy Daduhu! Cheng Wuting! ”

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More than a hundred Anxi soldiers were brought down and settled, although they were at the end of the road, these Heluo soldiers took out the best wine and meat they could have to entertain them, and when the disaster was coming, they could have their own people come to support from afar, even if there were only more than a hundred people, it was still enough to warm people's hearts.

However, on the main hall of the garrison fortress, there was an embarrassed look, and everyone looked at Cheng Wuting kneeling on the futon in the center of the Tang Dynasty with strange expressions.

Everyone knows that Qiuzi Town fell, the Anxi Protectorate was almost wiped out, and even Li Zhi posthumously crowned Cheng Wuting, who was martyred as the Governor of Jingzhou, but at this time, Cheng Wuting was alive and vivid, appearing in front of everyone, how can it not be doubtful?

also felt this suspicious gaze on his back, Cheng Wuting himself also coughed embarrassedly, and nodded very embarrassedly: "As you expected, so-and-so, was captured."

"So you were sent by the King of Min to persuade you to surrender?" Changsun Huan was the first to exclaim, but his voice was not angry, but a little more joyful.

Not everyone is the same as the eldest grandson Wuji, who wants to die for the Tang Dynasty, and when the battle is brought to this, his four brothers all died tragically during the day, which is already worthy of Li Zhi, not to mention that there is also Li Fuguo's conspiracy to trap everyone here, and the eldest grandson Huan is now thinking more about how to protect the eldest grandson's family and survive!

However, before Changsun Huan finished speaking, Changsun Wuji had already interrupted him reproachfully and reprimanded: "Nonsense! Cheng Daduhu followed the old man to raid the Beijing Division, and was detained by the Fujian thieves for seven years to surrender like Su Wu shepherding sheep, how could he defect at this time? ”

Although the eldest grandson Wuji is defending Cheng Wuting, his eagle-like sharp eyes are still staring at Cheng Wuting, the meaning is very clear, if you are sent by Li Jie, the king of Fujian, to persuade him to surrender, simply avoid his respect, the old man doesn't even admit you as a person, and directly pulls it out and slaughters it!

These words made Cheng Wuting even more embarrassed, the two beards with the characteristics of Guanzhong people were all twitched one by one, and they had been tanned by the sun of the Western Regions, and the copper-skin-like Chinese character face was also anxious to burst out a layer of sweat, and it was entangled for a long time, so a big face was full of embarrassment, and he explained sadly.

"Maybe you don't believe it, I came by the order of King Min, but I really didn't betray Datang! I'm not here to persuade you to surrender, oops, how do you explain it? ”

Cheng Wuting is a straight person, he can say such contradictory words, and it is precisely because of his outspoken defense of Pei Yan in history that he ended up angering Wu Zetian and the whole family was killed.

After all, he used to be his old boss, and after listening to the persuasion of the eldest grandson Wuji, Cheng Wuting relaxed a little and slowly talked about his energy these days.

It all started with the fall of Qiuzi two months ago.

Although in the face of waves of attacks by millions of migratory peoples, Qiuzi City has been weakened to the extreme, but with the defense of the Anxi Metropolitan Protectorate, Cheng Wuting still firmly believes that it will not be a problem to hold on for another ten days and half a month.

However, on this day, just when Cheng Wuting came down from the city wall and returned to his house to rest for a while, the sound of cold shouting and killing suddenly came from the city, and suddenly, the Frankish army suddenly broke into the city without anyone expecting it.

Shocked and angry, Cheng Wuting immediately put on his clothes, and led his own soldiers to fight to the death, but at this time, fleeing from Central Asia, the former Persian prince Belus came to the door, and impassionedly asked Cheng Wuting to ask the remnants of the Persian country in the city to fight for the Tang Dynasty and resist the lackeys of these thieves.

There was a shortage of manpower, Cheng Wuting was immediately overjoyed, who knew that as he spoke, Belus suddenly waved his white strange powder from his sleeve, and then Cheng Wuting seemed to have a strange dream, so he didn't know anything.

Later, Cheng Wuting learned that Belus had surrendered as early as the third time when he was broken by Li Jie, and his whole family was in Mulu City as a hostage, and what splashed him that day was the ergot powder found by Li Jie, the emperor of the Western Tang Dynasty, which had a strong hallucinogenic ~ effect.

It wasn't until the third day that Cheng Wuting woke up, but at this time Qiuzi Town had been breached, all the ethnic groups in Central Asia were burning and plundering in the city, and the Anxi Protectorate was almost wiped out, and more than 200,000 people of all ethnic groups in the city were all plundered as slaves, and he was also like everyone else, with iron chains on his arms and necks, and drove westward as slaves.

Of course, Cheng Wuting wanted to escape, but before he could do anything, another group of Qiuzi people escaped and were captured, and the Sarmatians who escorted this group of slaves not only brutally executed a few fugitive slaves, but also killed the entire team of Qiuzi slaves.

Cheng Wuting is not afraid of death, but he is a bright and upright person, because he did not keep the Qiuzi and affected these Qiuzi people, Cheng Wuting is embarrassed to harm them again, and there are several civil officials of the Anxi Metropolitan Protectorate who are also used as slaves and escorted to the West, and his own people can't be pitted.

At this time, the north and south of the Tianshan Mountains have completely changed their masters, and have become the territory of various nomads in Central Asia, where hundreds of thousands of captives and slaves from the 36 countries of the Western Regions have been gathered together, and all the Tang people, with Tang blood, slaves who can speak Tang have been screened out, regardless of age and young, have been ransomed by slave traders who have come from the Hezhong Metropolitan Protectorate for a lot of money.

These lucky men who had been associated with China immediately rose a lot, and although they had no personal freedom, they were not as precarious as other slaves, and they were transported to the West, supposedly to the Black Sea, to a place called Constantinople.

Cheng Wuting also seized this last opportunity, killed a Sarmatian slave trader, and escaped, but he should have been unlucky, and he escaped less than 200 meters, just bumping into an old acquaintance, Li Jie's personal guard leader, Zanpo!

"The King of Min surrendered to me again, but my Cheng Wuting family has been favored by the country for three generations, how can I betray my Tang Dynasty! The last general really didn't descend to the thief, you have to believe me! ”

Cheng Wuting had another layer of sweat on his head, listening to the changes in the Western Regions, the eldest grandson Wuji also shook his head with emotion, and then asked, "Then how did you come here?"

"The last general was placed under house arrest in the camp of the king of Min, and marched east for more than a month, the army of the king of Min seems to stay near Shule, and the last general of the army does not know, but it seems that those barbarians are not controlled by the king of Min, every time they pass the checkpoint, they are opened by a barbarian tribe called the Bolgar people, just five days ago, the king of Min suddenly released the last general in the east of Qiuzi, and gave the last general a roll of maps and a hundred Anxi soldiers, telling the last general that if you want to save the eldest grandson and the old horseman...... Phew, Lord Eldest Sun, hurry to the city of Mokou. ”

"Day and night, by familiarizing myself with the terrain, the last general will detour to Qilian Mountain, just arrived tonight, I met you! What I'm saying is true! ”

Crying with a sad face, Cheng Wuting held out a parchment scroll map with fire paint in both hands, Li Jie brought it mysteriously not far away, looking at the vermilion map on the back, even Changsun Wuji was a little straight-eyed, and Changsun Huan and other generals secretly swallowed saliva.

Under everyone's nervous gaze, the eldest grandson Wuji reached out and picked off the fire paint and opened the map............