It is a total of 6,400 miles from the capital to Xingling Prefecture in the Western Regions. Xin Zhuo and his party are all martial arts masters with high level of martial arts. The Tiefu Guards also wear light leather armor on their way, and their horses are Western Regions brand monster horses.

, which is three hundred miles in one day.

Even so, it took nearly a month to travel more than 6,000 miles.

News came from time to time from the front. After the initial disastrous defeat of the Western Qin Army, the remaining soldiers were all the best of the best. They finally stabilized their position. During this period, they fought with each other in more than a dozen games with various countries in the Western Regions.

There is victory or defeat.

When we arrived at the capital next door to Xinglingzhou, both the buildings and the clothing of the pedestrians had become a little weird. All we could see were oval pavilions and colorful clothes. Even the race of the people had changed. Big noses, thin lips, and the Central Plains.

People are very different.

I met many warriors on the road, with varying levels of status, but the same thing was that they were dressed in rough clothes, like a group of ascetic warriors, but their ferocity was also extraordinary. Xin Zhuo saw with his own eyes a group of little masters, for a piece of spiritual grass,

Using the human sea swarm tactic, the three half-step masters were beaten to death.

Of course, no one dares to provoke a large number of troops passing by. Firstly, ordinary warriors still have a strong sense of awe for the imperial court. Secondly, ordinary warriors cannot withstand the charging battle formation of the army.

After passing the Kunmeng Mountains for three hundred miles, the cruelty of the war can be clearly felt in the prefectural capital ahead. Large areas of crops were trampled and messed up by horse hooves. Villages were destroyed everywhere. There were thousands of pedestrians on the official road, and the cars and horses were rushing. The people

There are big bags and small bags, and families and families are dragged along. From time to time, women and children are left behind, crying helplessly.

When they saw the troops approaching, many people panicked and hid in the ravines and woods on both sides. They were obviously frightened by the insurgents.

Xinzhuolema walked slowly, looking around at the horrified people with empty eyes and the ruined villages. He felt a little heavy. If he didn't come to the war front to see it in person, he wouldn't understand the horror of war at all. Ordinary people used to live and work in peace and contentment.

But he had to leave his hometown to escape the disaster of war. It was difficult to leave his homeland. It was the most difficult choice in the world.

Sheng Lingge jumped on his horse and approached: "Your Majesty, after passing the Kunmeng Mountains, you will enter the hinterland of the three states and eighteen prefectures under the jurisdiction of the Great Zhou Dynasty in the Western Regions. Judging from the surrounding terrain, I am afraid that there was a big battle here a few days ago.

!”

A group of people gathered together. Xin Zhuo pointed to the mountains and roads on the map and said: "This place is still about 370 miles away from the Commander-in-Chief of the Western Qin Army in Xingling Prefecture, Xingling Prefecture. According to the other two prefectures,

Guiwei Prefecture and Qiuling Prefecture have fallen, and all the prefectures along the way are completely in the hands of the enemy. The Southern Shence Army and the Northern Front Army are playing coy and shrinking their front lines, unable to respond sideways.

Huang Dagui rubbed his one eye, "Old Sheng, you can't lie about the military situation!"

"Ouch..."

Xin Zhuo waved his hand, and the bear from afar reined in his horse and took out a pre-drawn terrain map in his arms. This was Xin Zhuo's new map based on the original map and the description of the Western Qin veteran in the Tiefu Guard.

Depicted in detail.

Bai Jianxi learned the master's "dialect" clearly and widened his eyes: "Isn't this nonsense? More than one million troops?"

"ah……"

"What kind of military information did I lie about?" Lao Sheng himself looked down upon Huang Dagui and others. He thought they were too noisy and they were bandits, so he simply looked at Xin Zhuo and asked, "What do you think, the prince?"

"boom……"

Xin Zhuo said: "We still need to prepare for a rainy day. How many troops did the Western Regions send this time? How many are likely to intercept me?"

Tens of thousands of leather-armored soldiers, picking up the reins of the demon horses, burst into a burst of howling like ghosts and wolves, and went straight to the path to pursue them, rolling up smoke and dust all over the sky along the way.

…

Xin Zhuo and his party had already run for a hundred or two hundred miles. All the villages, towns and cities in front of them were without exception. Houses and buildings collapsed, smoke and corpses were everywhere. Poultry, cattle and sheep were brutally chopped into pieces and thrown everywhere, on the roadside.

The farmland in Qianmo was trampled into a mess.

"Here!"

"These...are all the people of my Da Zhou and my Jiang family!"

A thousand troops took to the road again, piercing the trail diagonally and heading towards Baiwu Mountain.

There were some people who survived by chance. Their hair was messy, their faces were covered with blood, and their eyes were numb. They were sitting on the roadside. When they saw the army passing by, they didn't even have the slightest intention to dodge. They had already lost hope.

Xin Zhuo played with the small sword in his hand, "The imperial court deliberately notified all parties in the Western Regions of my whereabouts. As long as the countries in the Western Regions are not fools, they will intercept me at this line. If I are killed, the Western Qin soldiers will be greatly confused and will collapse at the first touch. They will all be laid up."

Let’s all go back to our homes.”

A handsome female general with a big nose behind her clasped her fists and said, "Prince Jingluji, can you inform the princes and princesses from all the countries in front of you about the hunt?"

Brother Sheng Ling looked up to the sky and sighed. The eyes of such a big and rugged man were already red.

Prince Jingluji of Ghost Fang King pondered for a moment and looked at the blue sky in the distance: "The eagle hunts the little white rabbit, but it depends on the sharpness of its eyes. They naturally know the movements of the Western Qin Commandery Prince, so why do we need to inform them?

?”

Xin Zhuo pointed to the map: "First send someone to contact the approaching Western Qin soldiers and ask them to wait at Baiwu Mountain. Let's change the route, take a small road, use this shortcut, and run for two hundred miles!"

"No problem!"

Brother Sheng Ling, Murong Xiu and others' expressions changed greatly.

Along the way, people were slaughtered crazily, and no women, children, or children were spared. Within a moment, the place was filled with corpses, and more people in the distance rushed into the mountains and forests.

"Idiot!"

At this time, tens of thousands of leather-armored soldiers from the Western Regions separated, and a stern-looking golden-haired young man walked out. Fang Tian's painted halberd was heavy and sharp in his hand. He glanced in the direction of Tie Fuwei's horse hoofs and said with a smile: "This Great Zhou and Western Qin

The prince is quite clever, the situation where the princes were hunting is gone!"

Brother Sheng Ling said: "The Marshal's Mansion of the Western Qin Dynasty has sent people to pick up the prince. It may be a hundred or two hundred miles ahead, so it should be fine!"

Then the soldiers from the Western Regions can come from Magatama Mountain in the south and Grave City in the north. In other words, more than three hundred miles ahead, they may encounter enemy soldiers at any time!"

Almost half an hour after the army left, smoke and dust billowed in the distance, horse hooves rumbled, and tens of thousands of Western Region soldiers with white leather hats, leather armor, and spears arrived.

Brother Sheng Ling was a little embarrassed and rubbed his stubbled chin: "The main warring countries in the Western Region this time are Guifang Kingdom, Gumo Kingdom and Anxi Kingdom. A total of 810,000 troops were sent by the three countries, and the remaining ten countries were like columbiners.

, Shi Wei, and Yi Nai have sent a total of 420,000 troops, a total of more than 1.2 million troops, it is really hard to say which ones will come!"

"map!"

"The combat power is average!" Brother Sheng Ling smiled, "Actually, I, a veteran from the Western Qin Dynasty, can defeat four, five, six or seven of them alone. They are a bunch of short scum!"

"How did the dwarf destroy the 180,000 Western Qin soldiers?"

After speaking, he raised the euphorbia and pointed at the path Xin Zhuo left: "Gulu!"

Cui Ying'er, Han Qiniang, Sai Qingzhu, Xiong Zhang and other girls walked all the way and choked up several times.

In prosperity, the people suffer; in death, the people suffer...

Visiting the front line of the war in person, Xin Zhuo suddenly realized the meaning of this sentence. Maybe when he came, he was prepared to make trouble everywhere, but now he suddenly felt that he could try a few fights.

"Your Majesty, twenty miles ahead is Baiwu Mountain. Beyond Baiwu Mountain is the territory of Xingling Prefecture. Hundreds of thousands of troops from the Western Qin Dynasty are there. The enemy soldiers dare not approach. After a day's journey, let's eat something.

?" Hongshu took out a large bag of dried meat from his backpack.
Chapter completed!