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On the wasteland of the Northwest Desert, the blood-red sunset is about to sink into the sand dunes, and the northwest wind is howling across the earth, raising the misty sand and dust, touching the desolation as far as the eye can see.

There are a few dead poplar trees on the edge of the dunes, and the vigorous dead branches point to the sky, silently declaring the longevity and pathos of the years.

A few vultures fell from the branches, quietly combing their feathers against the setting sun.

Suddenly, there was a faint sound of horses' hooves on the other side of the dune, and several vultures looked in the direction of the source of the sound, and soon saw a fast horse galloping towards them, and several vultures whistling and spreading their huge wings to fly into the sky, circling towards the fast horse.

There was a long arrow stuck in the long leg of Xuanyi on the horse, and there was a barb on the arrow, he didn't have time to take the arrow, so he could only use the torn robe to bandage the wound roughly, and the road was running wildly, constantly bumping on the horse's back, and the crimson blood had already dyed one of his left legs red;

Xuan whipped his mount one by one, and looked at the vultures hovering overhead, knowing in his heart that it was the smell of blood on his legs that attracted these pesky creatures.

The vulture's hovering made him even more anxious, because it was tantamount to providing the best guidance to the pursuers behind.

Today is the fifteenth day of September, and even as the sun sets, the clear moonlight is enough to clearly see the shadows of these vultures hovering in the sky.

Even if Xuan Yichang is in a hurry, how can he help it? Although he knew some illusions, it was impossible to lose one man and one horse, so he could only jerk his horse more quickly, hoping to enter the territory of the Yellow Uighurs sooner.

At that time, he was at the house of Sutemoth, the envoy of the Jochan Protector. The armor who came to arrest the person had already claimed that it didn't matter if he was alive or dead, and many Taoist friends had disappeared inexplicably before, Xuan Yichang didn't dare to take any chances, and immediately fled from Su Temo's house over the wall.

Fortunately, he is strong in martial arts, and he has always been careful to take precautions, and a common family outside the city still has a good horse to escape, even so. He also died nine times in his life, and he was hit by an arrow in the leg, and those Black Khanate soldiers didn't mean to let him go at all. Chased all the way, it was more than 200 miles, and he still did not give up the pursuit.

Xuan Yi also figured it out. The reason why these Black Khanate soldiers persevered must have been ordered by the death order of the city lord Salva.

In the past, many Taoist friends disappeared inexplicably, no one was seen alive, no body was seen, and there was no excuse for Da Song to intervene, but now once Xuan Yi escaped back with a long injury, Da Song had a direct witness, which could be used as an excuse to ask the teacher for guilt.

Thinking about this, Xuan Yichang felt bitter in his heart, whether he could escape this time. It seems that only the Jade Emperor knows.

Behind the sand dunes more than a mile away on the left, there was a sudden rise of thick dust, and Xuan Yi had been on the run for a long time, so he naturally knew what this meant.

Without hesitation, he flicked his horse's head and fled to the right. Looking back, a group of Black Khanate soldiers rushed out of the sand dunes, wearing black leather armor, and the snow-bright scimitars reflected the setting sun.

Xuan Yi whipped the war horse and galloped wildly. I couldn't help but curse the hateful vultures in the sky, and the hundreds of black sweat soldiers behind him chased closer and closer, the sound of bowstrings sounded from time to time, and arrows continued to shoot from the side.

"Drive! Drive! Xuan Yi lay on the horse's back, whip after whip, whipping the horse stock fiercely, the war horse raised its hooves and soared, and the heavy iron hooves kept knocking on the earth, and also knocked on Xuan Yichang's heart.

The dust was rolling behind him, and when he looked back, he could clearly see the hideous faces of those Black Khanate soldiers, who were chasing and firing arrows at the same time, so that Xuan Yi was in danger for a long time, and he could only rush up to a low hill.

Waiting for the war horse to rush to the top of the low hill, Xuan Yi looked down for a long time, and couldn't help but cry out sadly: My life is over!

Under the hill is a turbulent river blocking the way, Xuan Yichang was about to turn the horse's head, suddenly there was a heart-piercing pain on his shoulder, a long arrow shot into his right shoulder, and the horse that stepped down was also hit by several arrows at the same time, screaming and falling, and a man and a horse rolled down the river down the slope.

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In September and autumn, the wind roared, and there were often small or large sandstorms in the northwest land, and he took a thousand iron horsemen to run wildly to the east in the wind and sand, and he personally went to Puchanghai this time to pursue a group of horse bandits, although this group of horse bandits was less than 100 people, but the haunts were impermanent, and seriously framed the safety of merchants and visitors from various countries.

After sending troops to encircle and suppress many times to no avail, this time he received a report from the herdsmen, and he personally led the army to pursue and suppress it.

First, the horse bandits hid in Puchanghai, Puchanghai is now the territory of the Xizhou Uighurs, and the Song army wants to enter Puchanghai to chase and suppress the horse bandits, which can easily cause misunderstanding between the two sides, so Chong Jianzhong personally went out.

Second, he is also familiar with the terrain, Tokyo has been planning an "anti-jihad" He knows, and the big seal of the deputy envoy of Shazhou Jiedu has been sent to him;

Since the founding of the Great Song Dynasty, the position of the Jiedu envoy is a remote leader, to put it bluntly, it is a false title, and now in order to "oppose the holy war", his deputy envoy of the Jiedu is basically regarded as the actual leader of the Jiedu.

Chong Jianzhong understood that the reason why Tokyo gave him this great power and commanded the four coalition forces was that Yang Yi supported him, and second, the imperial court had made up its mind to manage Xicheng and began to implement it;

In the north, the Liao State and the Divination Department had not yet divided the victory or defeat, and the energy of the Great Song Dynasty was contained in the country and the Liao State, and there was no time to vigorously advance westward;

That's why he united with the Yellow Head Uighurs and other four tribes, and handed over the power of this coalition army to him.

In order to live up to this trust, the construction did not dare to slack off in the slightest, and took advantage of the opportunity to pursue and suppress the horse bandits, and went deep into the territories of various ministries to familiarize themselves with the terrain, so that they could formulate a strategic plan that was more in line with reality in the future.

When passing through the ancient jade gate pass, in the confused sand and dust, the ancient jade gate pass half-covered by the wind and sand looks very desolate, and now the new pass has been moved to the west of Guazhou, where it has been abandoned for a long time.

"Look, General." The deputy general Ge Shuchang suddenly pointed to the deserted Yumen Pass and shouted.

"Check it out." In the middle of the building, he turned his horse's head and rushed towards Guancheng.

The walls on the city are ruined, and the wind and sand are long. A large Song dragon flag was crooked on the city, and after too much wind and rain, the original red flag had faded into gray-brown.

"What's going on? Who planted the dragon flag of my Great Song Dynasty here? ”

A soldier stepped forward and replied: "General Chong, this matter is small and you know, when the pacification of Hexi, Scholar Yang came here to pay respects, and the little one was present at that time. During the sacrifice, Yang University ordered people to plant the Great Song Dragon Flag on the Guancheng. Comfort the martyrs who gave their lives here, and say that my Han family boy is back, in the future. The martyrs are no longer a pile of dry bones in a foreign land, and in the future, they will lie on the land of my Han family again. ”

The roar of the west wind. The sand and dust are blowing, and many of these soldiers behind Chong Jianzhong are veterans who followed Yang Yi's expedition to the west, remembering that Yang Yi once sprinkled wine and worshiped in front of the pass, shouting "Born as a Han family, die as a ghost of the Han family, the heroic spirit is not far away, bless me in China", many people's eyes couldn't help but moisten.

This is the wasteland of Chinese history, like the rain of horses' hooves. A cry of thunder, a bloody blood;

The white hair of the loving mother in the Central Plains, the distant view of the spring boudoir in the south of the Yangtze River, and the night cry of the child in Huxiang;

Farewell under the shade of the willows in his hometown, the general's round eyes were angry. The military flag that hunts in the wind;

With a burst of smoke and dust, another cloud of smoke and dust, they all drifted away......

A thousand soldiers behind him were silent, only the war horses neighed in the west wind, although they had just returned from exterminating a hundred horse bandits, but how could this be compared with the eventful years when they followed Yang Yixi's expedition;

Every warlike army must have a military spirit. Chong Jianzhong knew that although Yang Yi had returned to Beijing, he was still the soul of this elite army;

From their silent expressions and moist eyes, they knew that the overwhelming westward expedition and Yang Yi's incomparable personal charm had penetrated deep into their bone marrow, and no matter who it was, they could no longer replace Yang Yi's position in their hearts.

Yang Yi pacified the Western Xia and exterminated Jiaozhi, his exploits were placed in the Great Song Dynasty, and no one was unsurpassed, and it was normal for these soldiers to see this dragon flag and miss Yang Yi;

In fact, he has benefited a lot from Yang Yi, and his cousin Chong Pu has now been promoted to the appeasement envoy of Xingling Road, all of which have benefited from Yang Yi.

He didn't mean to compare with Yang Yi, Yang Yi was like an incomparably dazzling comet, whoever compared with him would only be extremely bleak.

Chong Jianzhong was full of emotion, and suddenly shouted: "Come on, plant the dragon flag on the gate from the new, in addition, add a new flag, pass on the general order, in the future, this pass will send someone to plant a new dragon flag every month, so that the martyrs of the Han family who died in the northwest know that my Great Song Dynasty will never give up the land they have infiltrated with blood." ”

"Whoa!"

The soldiers behind him responded loudly, and quickly went up to plant the crooked dragon flag anew, and added a new big flag, one new and one old, and the two dragon flags rolled in the west wind;

The wind and sand are long, and the sun is dim, but it can't hide the flying flag, and the golden dragon wind on the flag is dancing, as if it is about to soar into the clouds and drive the fog into the sky.

Seeing this dragon flag, do you still suspect that this is the land of the Han family? Will you be stingy to defend it with a lot of blood?

The three armies dismounted and saluted.

Chong Jianzhong led the army back to Shazhou, just entered the city gate, rushed out on a fast horse, and saw the handsome flag of Chong Jianzhong and quickly greeted him.

"The general, the yellow-headed Uighurs sent a messenger to say that the Uighur herdsmen rescued a Taoist priest named Xuanyi on the bank of the Sathorn River, and this Taoist priest named Xuanyi was hit by an arrow in the leg and shoulder, and now he has been sent to the big tent of the Yellow Uighur Great Khan Han Moyi for treatment, according to the Yellow Head Uighur messenger, Xuanyi is a great disciple of the Maoshan faction, and he went to Yochang City to preach two months ago, and was framed by the lord of Yochang City, Salva, to kill people with demon methods, so he sent troops to chase and kill all the way."

Chong Jianzhong was silent, but his eyebrows couldn't help but raise slightly.

"Where are the Uighur messengers?"

"General Hui, the messenger is waiting for the general at the palace at the moment."

"Let's go, go back to the ya."

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