"What? Silk Road?"

"Where can there be an enemy coalition?"

Su Tuo stood up suddenly and realized that he had been trapped. He smashed the Buddhist beads with a bang and gritted his teeth: "How many of them are there?"

"Lord, Bishop, there are at least 50,000 people in three places. They came to attack and knew very well about the terrain. Someone once saw Wuyang's figure!"

"The tribes fought bloody battles overnight and finally lost. Now... they are now under control of half of the Silk Road!" The person who spoke was trembling and scared, dusty, and sweating heavily on his forehead.

Hearing this, all the Dunhuang hawks and dogs in the entire cave were shocked!

A missed overnight, 50,000 coalition forces, and the control of the Silk Road was lost...

One by one, no word that shocked them could be said.

"Ah!!" Su Tuo, who reacted, let out a hoarse roar, and rumbling. He overturned the Buddha's case with one hand, and the incense candle on it fell to the ground.

"Waste, a group of waste! He let 50,000 people take half of the Silk Road. One day, just one day. What's the use of Dunhuang?" He kept roaring and lost his composure.

Bang bang bang bang!

All his subordinates knelt down and shivered.

In recent days, since he met that Han man, Bishop Sudu, who has always been calm and serious, has been angry more than once.

Boom!

Xu Tuo kicked a Hu man who came to report the news. The man vomited blood with a puff and slammed heavily on the ground: "No, don't..."

"Sir, don't care about my business..."

puff!!

The furious Xu Tuo slashed the man's neck with a knife, and blood splattered on his cruel face, and everyone was silent.

"From today on, whoever dares to fail incompetently will be the end!" Xu Tuo gritted his teeth and said coldly like a devil, forming a sharp contrast with the robe.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Everyone kowtowed repeatedly, in fear.

Dunhuang is an existence that cannot be violated in their hearts, and Xutuo can almost be said to represent Dunhuang. His special identity is even more scary than the other two bishops.

The lights shone on Xutuo's face, which was extremely white and terrifying. After being furious, he took a few deep breaths and returned to his calmness. He said coldly: "There is no army on the Silk Road, it must be that the Dune's army attacked by sneak attacks.

Yesterday, when I exchanged hostages, the despicable Han man plotted against me!"

"He bluffed, but in fact there was no garrison in the dunes!"

"Tell me the order!" He shouted, his eyes filled with anger and murderous intent, and he was about to overwhelm everything to wash away the shame.

One more important reason is that half of the Silk Road was lost, which made him panic. If this matter was not handled in time, the one in Dunhuang might feel that he was not capable enough and could not support him.

"Let's follow the order!" The cave was filled with shocking shouts.

But just as Xu Tuo was about to give the order, suddenly a loud trumpet rushed in: "Report! Master Bishop, I'm sending a letter, and news comes from Tuobei Mountain!"

Upon hearing this, Xu Tuo's face changed suddenly: "Whose two of them?"

"It's Chimo's letter!" The trumpet presented it with both hands, respectfully.

Xu Tuo pulled it over and read it quickly. After reading it, he sneered: "It's true, it's true. This despicable Han man, I see how you can still play tricks this time!"

"Come on! Gather the army, set off tomorrow morning, and attack from the northeast of the sand dunes!"

"Where do I want to destroy it!" He tore the envelope, and the fragments floated and fell.
Chapter completed!