Fang Jie didn't care about what kind of situation Kuoketai Menglie would face after leaving the customs, and he didn't have any interest in the hundreds of thousands of herdsmen at the west entrance of the canyon. The canyon did not leave a single soldier, and he was not worried that the Mengyuan people would come back. Now the chaos in the Mongol and Yuan Dynasties is more thorough than that of the Sui Dynasty, and the Jin family is engaged in a war that will have a huge impact on their future generations. If Quoketai Mengge wins, this huge empire will truly belong to the Golden Family. If Fozong wins, Meng Yuan may be split into many small countries.
When he thought that the time had come, Meng Yuan's great Khan Kuoktai Mengge showed the decisive courage to break and stand. This is a man who is unwilling to be a puppet, so he will never accept a social structure in which theocracy is much higher than imperial power. When the Buddha sect was so strong that it was unrivaled, he chose to forbear, and when the news of the civil strife in the Buddha sect came out, he immediately launched a war.
Its decisiveness is admirable.
Perhaps this war will greatly damage the strength of the Golden Family, and even if they win, the Mongol Empire will also suffer great damage. But this is only the pain within ten years, what Quoketai Mengge saw was the glory ten years later. At that time, the Golden Family will truly usher in its peak moment.
Fang Jie handed over all the affairs of the camp to Sun Kaidao, and then went west with a group of entourage.
westbound
These two words have too many meanings.
Fang Xie knew that Luo Yao had lied at the beginning, and the master thief that Luo Yao mentioned might just be a fictional character. So really speaking, the first person to use it for the westbound trip was still Prince Zhong Yang Qi.
Choosing to challenge the most powerful force in the world, some people may regard this action as self-inflicted humiliation, but in the eyes of others, this action has the same effect as the founding emperor of the Sui Dynasty when he blocked the Mongolian Yuan army. The battle to the west of Wolf Milk Mountain was as magnificent. There will always be a few people who walk in front of the humble and straighten their backs to realize their dreams.
Such people may not have a happy ending in the end, but every step they take is glorious.
When Fang Jie made the decision to go west, he had many thoughts in his mind. His journey to the west is different from the loyal prince Yang Qi, Xiao Yijiu, and even Xiang Qingniu. His westward journey is only to seek an answer, to repay a favor, to explain, not to challenge.
But that's a kind of greatness, too, isn't it
He didn't have to go.
Fang Jie took his three women, Qilin, Big Dog, Zhuo Buyi who had always dreamed of going to the prairie, Yan Kuang and Nie Xiaoju, and a team of selected people. flying fish robe.
When a group of dozens of people passed through the canyon, everyone's heart was a little heavy. Not long ago, the soldiers of the Black Banner Army blocked the Mengyuan people in the canyon for ten days. If Fang Jie hadn't finally thought of the emperor's plan and withdrew, perhaps they would have blocked them for two ten days, three ten days Ten days, ten days, until the last person died in battle.
The traces of the battle in the canyon are still there, and the bloodstains sprinkled on the stones are still clearly visible. The stone walls are full of small holes shot out by feather arrows, densely packed. Many beasts were looking for corpses in the canyon, smelling the smell of blood. When they saw the knights coming, they stared at them warily.
Sometimes things are so unexpected. When Fang Xie ordered to defend the canyon, he never thought that this stone wall would end his mission so quickly. Many preparations were not used, but it was a kind of luck that they were not used. If all the preparations are used, how difficult will it be to face
"Where is our goal?"
Wanyan Yunshu asked after Fang Xie.
She is the one who doesn't understand Fang Jie the least among the three women of Fang Jie, but it can never be said that she is the one with the weakest affection for Fang Jie. Women in Northern Liao dare to love and hate, and once they fall in love with someone, they will be as fierce as a fire. They are far more able to express their feelings than the gentle Central Plains women, and they will never think it is embarrassing to express their love for their sweetheart.
"Qinlin Gol."
Fang Jie answered.
Qinlin Gol is the closest place to the royal court and belongs to the immediate territory of the Golden Family.
"Let's just go straight through like this?"
Wanyan Yunshu asked again.
"Um."
Fang Jie nodded: "Don't worry about anything, we have a small number of people and a small goal, not to mention that even a team of 10,000 people may pass by without anyone noticing it. If the Great Sui Tianping country is rich and the people are strong, it is definitely a good thing." Timing, if the army starts to conquer the west at this time, there may already be thousands of miles of grass flying red battle flags."
Fang explained that he was right. If Yang Yi, the emperor of the Sui Dynasty, decided to attack Meng Yuan after more than three years, the court of the Sui Dynasty might be full of joy and laughter.
Fate played tricks, and the Central Plains were in chaos because of the emperor's defeat of Meng. And when the Central Plains was in chaos, when the Mengyuan people had the opportunity to send their troops eastward, Mengyuan was also in chaos.
These two powerful empires have fallen into crisis one after another.
When leaving the canyon, Feiyupao, who was the first to explore the way, came back and reported that the fight had ended a few days ago, and the herdsmen brought by the disciples of the Buddhist sect were naturally not the opponents of the 200,000 wolf riders under Quoketai Menglie's command. , Hundreds of miles of blood flowed on the grassland, and corpses littered the field.
Fang Jie and his party went out of the canyon and entered the prairie. Although Fang Jie had lived in Fan Gu for three years, it was the first time he had truly set foot on this vast land. Seeing the scene where the blue sky and the grassland meet in the distance, there is always an urge to shout.
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After more than a dozen miles out of the canyon, the open mood gradually turned gloomy, and the beautiful scenery was smeared with blood into another scene. If there are corpses everywhere in hell, then the place where Fang Xie and the others arrived is hell. The corpses covered almost all the place in sight, and there was hardly a green grass around the corpses. The blood was dried and lost its bright color, but it was because of this that it looked particularly tragic.
Many wolves and vultures devoured the corpses on the grass, and the loyal war horses still stood beside their masters and neighed but refused to leave. The wolves and vultures had been eating the carcasses for several days, so they were no longer afraid of people. When the team passed through, there were even greedy eyes from among the wolves looking this way. A flying fish robe bent his bow and shot an arrow at the head wolf that was baring its teeth towards the team, which immediately elicited several shrill howls.
Not only wild wolves, but also mountain dogs, hyenas, and leopards on Langru Mountain, and a group of lions of various sizes. They should all be happy, because there are so many corpses that they can't eat them all.
The wolf cavalry who won the battle left immediately without even having time to clean the battlefield. One can imagine how anxious they were to go home.
Fang Jie looked at the broken flying wolf flag on the ground not far away, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.
Looking at the scene in front of you, you can know how tragic it was. The civil war will always be a disaster that will hurt when you recall it.
The main battlefield is within a radius of twenty miles, but within a hundred miles you will see herdsmen or wolf knight soldiers lying in the grass. The most shocking thing is that after walking half of the Mandu Banner Grassland, no herdsman appeared again. Sometimes I passed a yurt and found it was empty when I went in.
With no one inhabited, wild beasts became more numerous.
On the seventh day, Fang Xie and the others saw a team of herdsmen passing by, men, women and children, driving a few cattle and sheep, watching Fang Xie and them vigilantly. The middle-aged men hold machetes and boxwood bows, ready to fight at any time.
Fang Jie asked Fei Yupao, who knew Mongolian Yuan language, to ask for directions. The herdsmen of this tribe were obviously relieved when they learned that they were Han Chinese. At this time, they even thought that the Han people were closer.
Flying Fish Pao brought back several prairie men, and the leader was an old man who looked at least sixty years old. Wearing a leather robe, the felt hat on the head is different from that of the Mongolian people.
Fang Xie dismounted, put his right hand on his chest in the way of a prairie man, and slightly bent over to salute. The old man quickly returned the salute, and then carefully sized Fang Xie a few times.
"Han, where are you going?"
he asks.
Fang Jie untied the wine bag from his waist and handed it over. The old man took it with both hands and took a sip. As long as he drank the wine handed over by the other party, he became a friend.
"We're going to find some lost friends."
Fang Jie answered.
The old man sighed: "If it is the Han Chinese who survived the war a few years ago, you should stop looking for them. Those who can escape have already escaped, and those who have not left have turned into bones. I advise you to go back quickly. , The descendants of Changshengtian have forgotten how to unite with love, and now they only greet each other with a scimitar. Going forward is Liemo Banner, where there was still a war a few days ago, it would be very dangerous for you people to go there."
Fang Xie thanked, and then asked: "How far is it to Qinlin Gol?"
"Are you going to Qinlin Gol?!"
The old man was obviously taken aback, and then looked into Fang Jie's eyes and said sincerely: "Although I didn't like Han people before, since I met you, it is fate. I must remind you that it is the real hell now."
"Thank you for reminding me, but I have to find my friend, he is very important to me."
Seeing the sincerity of Fang's explanation, the old man asked someone to take a map for him: "We are just a small tribe with a population of less than 300 people. Now there is no peace and peace on the grassland. We plan to go south to find a safe place. The place to settle down. This map is given to you, I wish you good luck."
"Thanks."
Fang Jie thanked again.
"correct."
Fang Jie suddenly thought of something: "Excuse me, why haven't I found a single temple after I've been walking for so long?"
The old man was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Han people, do you think that there are temples all over the grassland? Then you are wrong. Temples are only built in places with gods and spirits, and people from the Buddhist sect used to They don’t walk around casually either. It’s not easy for us herdsmen without status to go to temples to pay homage.”
Fang Jie nodded, then waved goodbye.
Walking along the way, the grassland looks very empty.
Thinking that behind this emptiness is because too many people have died, even the magnificence has changed.
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On the thirteenth day, Fang Jie's team had to stop.
It was already close to Qinlin Gol, and the smell of blood became stronger and stronger. Along the way, I met a few Buddhist disciples who were in a hurry. They seemed to be envoys sent out to gather the herdsmen. Fang Jie killed all of them. Qinlin Gol is one of the rare cities in the Mongolian and Yuan Dynasties. Although only earthen walls were built, the scale is not small. Now the city is still controlled by wolf riders, but there are at least 400,000 herdsmen around it.
Fang Jie took people to find a place to hide, and then asked Da Quan to leave with a few flying fish robes and rush to the royal court.
Unable to enter the city, Fang Xie was unwilling to approach the royal court.
It is not difficult for a team of dozens of people to find a place to hide on such a vast grassland, not to mention that the population on the grassland has been reduced to the point where it makes people feel cold.
Fang Jie found an abandoned tribal garrison fifty miles southeast of Qinlin Gol to rest. After arranging night watchmen, he got into the yurt to rest.
Just when sleepiness struck, he suddenly frowned.
Shen Qingfan also sat up and looked outside: "There are great practitioners fighting."
"Go and have a look!"
Fang Jie got up, and only went out with Shen Qingfan, letting Zhuo Buyi protect the camp, and the two of them hid their figures and leaned towards the place far away where the vitality of the world was fluctuating extremely violently.