Start: Datang Wanli a lonely city

Chapter 713
After hearing Hu Biao's promise of "will definitely come back".

Wu Fu, that is, the headed white-haired old man, together with several juniors around him, almost burst into tears.

No one knows how hard they have struggled to survive these years in this place where there are enemies on all sides.

After losing the protection and deterrence of the imperial army, those barbarians who used to be respectful and enthusiastic in front of them will immediately show their fangs and butcher knives.

Over the years, there have been countless hunts and escapes.

In the end, they abandoned their ancestral surnames and took on a barbarian's name, and survived like an ignoble existence.

Don't look at the team of two hundred people in front of you, it seems that the strength is not bad; but it is the strength of more than a dozen groups of merchants from Tang Dynasty in the past.

After hearing the news, he came out to act regardless of the danger.

It can be said that wanderers like them who are seeking to survive in foreign lands understand more how important and happy it is to have a powerful Guo Jia behind them.

It's just that they also know that now is not the time to complain.

After Wang Fu raised his head, he said:

"General Hu, the matter is urgent now, besides our team, there are seven or eight Hu people from Yiwu City, chasing towards this side back and forth.

The nearest group of people is only twenty miles away from this place.

Our ability is limited, and we can't help you much. We can only help and send you some horses and supplies; and we chased in another direction, hoping to disturb the sight of other barbarians. "

After finishing speaking, he solemnly saluted Hu Biao and the others again, and then got up and took action.

Although the white-haired old man in front of him spoke very modestly.

But the war horses, supplies they funded, and the diversion of the pursuers, for the situation of Hu Biao and others, is it like sending charcoal in a timely manner, isn't it?

It would be a lie to say that Hu Biao and others were not moved.

Seeing this, Yang Dongli reminded:
"Whether all the people under the old man's command can be trusted, don't leak today's news."

"It doesn't matter! The people in the team are either my descendants from the Tang family, or we have adopted dead soldiers since we were young. There is no problem with loyalty."

After hearing the words, Wang Fu answered like this.

In the end, a sentence was left behind: "The mountains are high and the waters are long, so please take care of yourself all the way; I hope that the little old man can see my Heavenly Soldiers of the Tang Dynasty come to the Western Regions again before I die."

"I'm sure I'll disappoint my husband." Hu Biao, Yang Dongli, AT, Cangguan, Concubine Gui and others solemnly answered with their fists clasped.

In the following time, Wang Fu and others quickly got on their horses.

After returning to the large army at the rear, they drank loudly, and rushed towards the right direction, bringing up a large cloud of smoke and dust.

In the original position, there were more than [-] war horses left.

When Hu Biao and others stepped forward to take a look, they found that there were all kinds of precious materials such as swords, riding bows, arrows, food, materials, tents, blankets, and cauldrons.

Even Lao Hei found two bags of gold sand beside the saddle of a war horse.

Seeing so many life-saving supplies, the most important thing is that after Wang Fu and others showed up and let them know that they were not alone and helpless, everyone's morale skyrocketed.

Even the fatigue on his body dissipated most of it in an instant.

After getting on a bay red horse, Hu Biao yelled out in a very angry voice: "Let's go, we must return to Chang'an City alive, and then kill back."

After finishing speaking, he twitched the horse's butt vigorously, causing the horses to gallop, and at the same time, the speed of their progress was finally increased...

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Three hours later, the team finally arrived at the location of the unknown small tribe marked on Zhou Bainian's map before sunset.

Unfortunately, except for some traces of human beings who once lived here, that small tribe has long since disappeared.

God knows whether it died or migrated to other places.

But it doesn't matter, the team now has the most critical fodder, black beans, in addition to the materials to keep out the cold, enough to last at least ten days.

After propping up the tents one by one, everyone chopped back some firewood from a mountain not far away.

When the fire was raised and the large pieces of horse meat began to roll in the cauldron, such simple things moved everyone to the point of crying.

After taking a sip of hot soup, I felt even more comfortable in my bones.

After everyone got up early in the morning of the second day; Hu Biao looked around and was pleasantly surprised to find that everyone's condition improved a lot.

A group of veterans have almost recovered [-]% of their former combat effectiveness.

The condition of God of Wealth, Chen Tang and others has also improved a lot, at least the fever has completely subsided, and they can hold a basin by themselves and gulp down the noodle soup with horse meat.

Of course, Hu Biao and others also knew that it would still be a huge trouble if the Hu people continued to pester them.

So their next plan is to change the route and not take the ancient Silk Road, which is a mature route.

Instead, according to Zhou Bainian's map, he detoured all the way back for [-] miles and arrived at a rather remote tribe;

By the way, let everyone recuperate for three to five days before we talk.

After all, in the vast and sparsely populated Western Regions, as long as they don't take some mature and relatively densely populated routes, no matter how many barbarians can catch their clues.

More importantly, the Hu people and the Tubo people should never have imagined that they would kill a carbine.

When they were in the front and searched hard to no avail, they might think that they froze to death or starved to death on the wasteland, and even their bones were eaten clean by wild beasts.

After such a period of time, there is still a thankless process.

I'm afraid that there are a large number of barbarian tribes who will wake up from the reward and go home wisely.

After all, when they come out to activities in such a big winter, their consumption of food and fodder is definitely several times that of previous winters.

If you really want to continue to consume like this, don't offer a reward if you can't get it, and the tribe will starve to death in large numbers.

Such an approach also has some disadvantages of getting lost.

Fortunately, there is a frontier native like Old Snake in the team; he has a good understanding of the entire frontier province and the surrounding terrain.

Even more coincidentally, the next tribe that plans to rest is located in the modern plane called: Qijiaojing.

This is a small flat land surrounded by mountains, and it is quite difficult to find; but it happened that when the G30 highway was being built in the modern plane, Old Snake's father had built a high-speed service area nearby.

Therefore, the old snake who often wanders around the construction site is relatively familiar with the terrain here.

Combining the methods of stargazing and perpetual calendar, it should be relatively easy to find such a place...

Sure enough, just as Hu Biao and the others expected.

After returning by detour, it never occurred to Hu Biao and the others that it would be too late for them to escape, but instead they would kill a barbarian who returned his carbine, and basically went to the front to block them.

So much so that all the way back, I didn't even meet a ghost.

Relying on the high speed of constantly changing horses, they spent a day and a half passing through the unguarded 'Red Mountain Pass', and finally came to Qijiaojing.

After a while, a small tribe of 'Kunji' was found.

In the beginning, facing the [-] or so outsiders, the [-] or so warriors from that small tribe charged towards them full of ecstasy.

But in a blink of an eye, after they were half down, they immediately became honest and enthusiastic.

Thinking about asking someone to help with the work, I remade some snow sledges to drive on the road, and stocked up some materials used on the road.

After confiscating all their war horses, there is no need to worry about these people escaping in the ice and snow and revealing their tracks, Hu Biao and others did not kill this small tribe.

So far, all the netizens have started a short rest in this place.

Soon after the results, they found a huge surprise.

Because there is not only a mouthful of warmth on the surrounding mountains, after soaking the whole person in it, the whole person finally feels alive.

Soak for an hour every day, and the accumulated fatigue is completely gone.

There are also open-air coal resources, so as long as some coal cakes are produced, the team will have far more efficient fuel than cow and sheep dung in the future.

Even here, there are Siberian tigers appearing.

It's a pity that facing these two-legged food, before it could show its majesty as the king of the forest, the war elephant, a big ocean horse, rushed up.

After a fist that was as big as a casserole smashed down, its skin became the new coat of the war elephant, and the whip and bone became the materials that Nanze would use to make wine in the future.

For this point, Hu Biao expressed considerable expectations.

In short, the netizens who have been struggling for several days, their situation has finally improved...

(End of this chapter)