"What is that? It's so bright?"

Batur suddenly asked.

"It seems like the weapons in the hands of these heavily armored soldiers are shining brightly with the refracted sunlight!"

Ning Tianhan responded.

"A knife that is two to three meters long is too exaggerated!"

Mo Ziyun was a bit incredible.

At this time, just as incredible as him were the bandit cavalry galloping around the camp.

A man who looked like a leader immediately became contemptuous when he saw that the number of officers and soldiers in this group was less than one-fifth of his own.

He raised the scimitar in his hand high, and his subordinates from all directions gathered together, formed a loose horizontal formation, and charged towards the heavy armored soldiers.

"Ho! Roar!"

Seeing the enemy begin to attack, the drumming on the watchtower stopped slightly.

The heavy armored soldiers stopped advancing, and the long knives in their hands were all pointed forward. The light was dazzling and murderous, like a wall of snow-colored knives.

The galloping war horses had no time to stop, and a moment later they crashed heavily into the heavy armor formation.

"It's over, it's over."

Mo Ziyun shook his head and closed his eyes.

However, what came in the next second was not the cheers of the bandits, but the whine of the horses.

He opened his eyes suddenly and was shocked by the scene in front of him.

The long knives in the hands of the heavy armored soldiers flew up and down, and any enemy who came into contact with the blade was immediately split in half, including men and horses.

Suddenly, the entire Nanzhai was covered in blood and flesh, and it was extremely miserable.

The drums on the watchtower were beating loudly again, and the heavy armored soldiers formed a formation like a city wall, advancing slowly, killing the cavalry who had no time to escape along the way.

"This is a great experience! It's the first time I've seen infantry massacre cavalry!"

Mo Ziyun sighed.

"This is Mo Dao! They are the Mo Dao camp of the Tang Dynasty's border army!"

Ning Tianhan said suddenly.

"Datang! You mean, we have arrived in the Tang Dynasty?"

Batu was immediately shocked.

"That's definitely the case. Such strong anti-cavalry capabilities with cold weapons can only be possessed by the Tang Dynasty and the Song Dynasty. The Song Dynasty only had inland territory and could not appear in the Gobi Desert!"

Ning Tianhan's expression changed drastically.

"So what do we do now?"

Batur asked.

"If this continues, the army will win and the bandits will lose! We have to perform well! Let these ancient ancestors see how powerful we are!"

After Ning Tianhan finished speaking, he reached out and took off the rifle from his shoulder.

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On top of the watchtower, the red-robed general was still staring at the battle situation in the camp, his expression calm and calm.

"General, the enemy's infantry is blocked outside the stronghold wall by our pikemen and archers, and the cavalry is surrounded in the stronghold and is being massacred by Modao Camp!"

The situation of the battle turned around, and the deputy general's tone became much more relaxed.

"I told you earlier, there is no need to panic! How can our Heavenly Soldiers of the Tang Dynasty be challenged by these desert thieves!"

The red-robed general raised his lips with a proud look on his face.

While the two were talking, a thunderous roar suddenly sounded in the camp.

The smiles of the two of them stopped.

The red-robed general looked intently, and saw a short-haired man in exotic attire holding a weapon that could shoot out thunderous flames, shooting at the fleeing thieves. Those thieves, whether they were thin or bulky, would only need to be touched by the flames.

, and immediately fell to the ground, either dead or seriously injured.

The sound of the drums on the watchtower stopped, and the heavy armored soldiers of Modao Camp were confused and froze on the spot.

"Who is that person? What weapon is in his hand? Why is he so powerful?"

the red-robed general asked.

"General Mo, go find out now!"

The lieutenant immediately turned around and went downstairs.

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"Who is here? Why do you suddenly appear here?"

Ning Tianhan was getting ready to kill when he heard a loud shout coming from behind him.

He replaced the magazine, knocked the last cavalryman to the ground, and then turned around.

Batur also climbed up from the mountain of enemy corpses, held the pistol in his hand, and walked to Ning Tianhan's side.

"General, are you asking us a question?"

The lieutenant's heart trembled. The two people in front of him did not speak, but the voice came from the front.

"I'm here, my name is Mo Ziyun!"

Mo Ziyun flashed, the black mist gathered, turned into a human form, and appeared in front of the deputy general.

The lieutenant was suddenly startled and took a few steps back involuntarily.

"Are you humans or demons? Or do you know the magic of the Western Regions?"

he asked dumbfounded.

"We are human beings, and like you, we are all Chinese."

When Ning Tianhan came over, the soldiers around him were immediately alert and pointed their spears at him.

At this time, the elite Modao Battalion came forward surrounded by the red-robed general.

"Three heroes! We are the frontier troops stationed in the Kunlun Kingdom by the Anxi Protectorate of the Tang Dynasty. I am the pioneer general Song Beichen!"

The red-robed general clasped his fists and saluted.

"Uh... General, hello! My name is Ning Tianhan, this is Mo Ziyun, we are the Tiandun Pioneers, coming from Tianlin City! This is Batur, a native of Oasis City, from the Western Regions

Provincial police."

Ning Tianhan introduced immediately.

"What?"

Song Beichen didn't understand, and his expression froze for a moment.

At this time, the deputy general came over with several soldiers.

"Report to the general, the thieves have been defeated! Do you want to pursue them?"

"No, our first priority is to safely transport these tens of thousands of grains and grains to Kunlun City! Furthermore, we don't know the details of the enemy, and it is easy to encounter an ambush if we attack rashly. Send the order, let the soldiers clean the battlefield, and distribute all the wine and meat.

, after lunch, immediately set off for Kunlun City!"

Song Beichen replied.

"Follow the order!"

The lieutenant immediately turned and left.

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"Thanks to the timely action of three warriors for breaking the thief today, the conditions of the military camp are simple and there is only turbid wine. I would like to propose a glass to each of you as a token of my gratitude. After returning to Kunlun City the next day, I will report to Marshal Shen to use Kunlun Kingdom's fine wine.

I will take care of the wind and wash away the dust for you!”

After Song Beichen finished speaking, he picked up the wine bottle and drank three glasses in a row.

"General Song has a good drinker! We will definitely accompany you."

After Ning Tianhan finished speaking, he also glanced at his companions on both sides.

The three of them all picked up the wine cups and poured the turbid wine down their throats.

"Okay! Come here, fill up the three heroes."

Song Beichen became excited and said immediately.

"Nani..."

Mo Ziyun suddenly turned pale.

"Three brave men, there are no delicacies in the camp. This basin contains fresh horse meat that was just captured to satisfy their hunger for the time being."

Song Beichen continued to introduce, showing great enthusiasm.

"Well……"

The three of them looked at the mountain of horse meat. There seemed to be faint blood streaks on it. The skin and meat were cooked to white, and they looked unappetizing.

"Invite the three of you to a meal!"

The soldiers next to them handed several short knives to the three of them.

The three of them immediately looked at each other.

Mo Ziyun took the lead in cutting off a small piece with a knife and put it in his mouth.

Suddenly, the whole stomach was churning.

"What's wrong with this strong man?"

Song Beichen asked while chewing with gusto.

"It's nothing, it's just so delicious! I've never tasted such delicious horse meat."

Mo Ziyun chewed the horse meat in his mouth a few times, swallowed it down his throat, and showed an expression of enjoyment on his face.

The other two people were stunned for a moment, and they also cut off pieces of meat with knives and put them into their mouths.

"Okay, that's good! I thought the three of you were not used to this military camp food."

A smile appeared on Song Beichen's face.

The three of them could only bite the bullet and continue to swallow.

"By the way, three brave men, I didn't understand something I said in the camp just now, and now I would like to take the liberty of asking for advice."

Song Beichen finished eating quickly, wiped his mouth, and asked.

The three of them were relieved and sat upright, waiting for him to speak.

"Uh... first of all, the first question, what is Tianlin City you are talking about?"

Song Beichen was stunned and asked.

"Tianlin City is the capital of China..."

Batur said subconsciously.

"capital?"

"That's the capital! It's probably located in what you call Youzhou now."

Ning Tianhan added.

Hearing this, Song Beichen suddenly became confused. He glanced at his lieutenant, who also expressed confusion.

"But shouldn't the capital of the Tang Dynasty be Chang'an?"

Song Beichen asked cautiously.

"Chang'an? You're talking about Xijing City, right? The name has been changed now."

Mo Ziyun replied.

"Now?"

Song Beichen was even more confused.

"Oh, that's it. Our time and space seem to have collided with yours, so now I don't know whether to use your time or our time. By the way, I forgot to ask, what year is it here now?

moon?"

Ning Tianhan explained.

"We were sent from Qiuci City to Kunlun Kingdom at the end of Tianbao's fourteenth year in the Tang Dynasty. We have been stationed here for five years! It should be Tianbao's nineteenth year now."

Song Beichen replied.

"Really? However, the Tianbao reign of Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty was only fifteen years old. What you are talking about should be the first year of the Shangyuan Dynasty of Emperor Suzong of the Tang Dynasty, 760 AD."

Ning Tianhan relied on his excellent historical knowledge to immediately discover the loopholes in Song Beichen's words.

"What are you talking about, Xuanzong, Suzong, this strong man? Why can't I understand? And what is your time that you just mentioned?"

Song Beichen continued to be confused.

"No way, don't you even know something as important as the Anshi Rebellion and the change of emperor? Historical records record that after the Anshi Rebellion broke out, most of the frontier troops from the Anxi Protectorate were transferred to the Central Plains to quell the rebellion, and later Chang'an was recovered

and Luoyang.”

Ning Tianhan was a little confused.

"Who is Anshi? Why did both cities fall? What happened?"

Song Beichen looked anxious and stood up to ask.

"It's like this. Since we arrived at Kunlun City, we have lost contact with the Anxi Protectorate. Of course, the reason for this is a long story. But how did you know the news about the Central Plains?"

The lieutenant explained.

"To put it in a nutshell, the three of us are not from the Tang Dynasty. We come from more than 1,200 years later."

Mo Ziyun said.

"More than one thousand two hundred years later..."

"So when we look at what happened in your Tang Dynasty, we look at it the same way you look at what happened in the Han Dynasty. It is clearly written in the history books."
Chapter completed!