Chapter 304: Yishui River Valley, Encountering the Huns
Before he knew it, Luo Zhongkan had been in the Western Regions for eight years, and his footprints were left all over the oasis south of the Tianshan Mountains.
The group crossed the Tianshan Mountains and headed north of them. The altitude here was much higher than when they had just entered the Western Regions. In the wind, frost, rain and snow, even Luo Zhongkan's face was covered with cracked wounds.
But when the river, which was called the Glorious River by the people of the Western Regions, appeared before them, the whole team was still shocked. Even though they had heard from the natives south of the Tianshan Mountains that this place was like a fairyland with extremely beautiful scenery and was the most fertile place in the entire Western Regions, the lush green scenery, rolling grasslands and snow-capped mountains, vast forests and turbulent waters before them were beyond everyone's expectations.
"Sir, is this really the Western Region?"
The brave warriors asked in disbelief: "It's just a mountain range, and the yellow sand desert has disappeared?"
Luo Zhongkan looked at the criss-crossing river with some excitement. Countless tributaries converged together. People in the Western Regions called it Yishui, the Glorious River.
Water is the source of all life. In the south of the Tianshan Mountains, what actually worries Luo Zhongkan the most is not the sandstorms, but the water sources that have been surveyed on the spot.
The existing oasis is likely to disappear due to the diversion of water sources. If we want to gain a foothold south of the Tianshan Mountains, we need a lot of water conservancy measures to ensure that the river flows smoothly through the oasis, and water and soil control must also be carried out carefully.
But the land under our feet is different now. Look at the snow-capped Tianshan Mountains. As long as this mountain is still there, how could there be a danger of water shortage here?
Under the irrigation of this great river, the entire valley is extremely beautiful. The vast grasslands can produce war horses. Moreover, according to the experience of Hetao, farming must be possible here. As long as farming is possible, people can settle here permanently.
"This is the place that King Su gave to Luo to stay."
Luo Zhongkan pointed to the green land in the distance and said with high spirits: "One day, we will build a high city there."
The group hurried into the Yishui River Valley, and after a brief understanding, they learned that a war was going on here. After the Yuezhi were defeated in the war with the Xiongnu, some of them came here, but the Xiongnu and Wusun were chasing them relentlessly. The Yuezhi were preparing to move westward again, chasing after the enemies they had once defeated.
This seems to be the fate of the nomadic people. They fight fiercely on the northern grassland, the largest source of war in the world. The winner becomes the king and the loser moves westward. Those who move westward defeat the local indigenous people, and then the indigenous people also move westward. Round after round, the nomadic people are continuously driven westward.
Luo Zhongkan's face suddenly looked a little ugly. He didn't expect that the Huns would reach out their hands again so quickly. In the past few years, he had fully realized the strategic significance of the Western Regions. If this place was cut off, at least one third of the Huns would be destroyed.
If we can unite the countries in the Western Regions to attack the Huns together, complete victory over the Huns will only be a matter of time.
Although Luo Zhongkan knew that it was impossible to destroy the huge grassland power, it was possible to prevent the reappearance of a grassland empire like the Xiongnu that was so powerful that it threatened the Central Plains.
He suddenly thought, if the people from the Central Plains were moved there, would there emerge a group of nomads speaking elegant languages and believing in the Su King?
Suppressing these thoughts, Luo Zhongkan began to think about what to do in the face of the current chaotic situation. His first thought was not to stop the Huns. He had never been a person with a strong sense of personal heroism. He always remembered that the purpose of this trip to the Western Regions was to find out the situation in the entire Western Regions, not to establish any achievements for himself.
The most important thing now is to continue exploring and then bring all these things back, especially the map of the mountains, rivers and the various conditions necessary for survival in the Western Regions. These valuable knowledge can greatly reduce the losses caused by the Central Plains' development of the Western Regions.
If we fight the Huns directly now, we will inevitably end up losing, because the Central Plains will definitely not be able to come over, and we won't even know what's happening here, while the Huns can continuously draw manpower over.
At that time, for the lives of the 300-man group and the information, Luo Zhongkan knew that he could only call on his eldest brother and use the family's wealth again.
That was not what he wanted. The family heritage was extremely precious and should not be used casually.
But there are some things in this world that are never subject to human will. There are some things that we don’t want to happen, but they will definitely happen!
Luo Zhongkan did not want to have a direct conflict with the Huns, but he happened to meet someone who knew Luo's holy scar.
There is always a loophole!
When Luo Zhongkan first entered the Western Regions, he tried to cover his eyebrows, but he soon found that it was unnecessary. Many people in the Western Regions liked to make some decorations between their eyebrows.
Luo Zhongkan never expected that in a place like the Western Regions he would meet someone who knew the Holy Mark, or someone who could feel the power of the Holy Mark, someone who had escaped from the Central Plains to the Xiongnu.
"Stigmata!"
The Hun cried out in surprise. He had never expected to meet the Luo family in the Western Regions, and he had never expected that the Luo family would dare to come to Yili, which was 10,000 miles away from the Central Plains, with only 300 people.
If he could capture this Luo son and bring him back to the Xiongnu and present him to the Chanyu, he could hardly imagine what kind of reward he would get.
Regardless of whether the Chanyu still hopes that Luozi will become his son-in-law, or will kill Luozi to avenge himself and demonstrate his majesty, he will definitely be able to obtain a large number of cattle and sheep.
"This noble young man will be the husband of our Xiongnu princess. Do not harm his life."
He first spoke loudly in the Xiongnu language, and then told Luo Zhongkan, "My noble lord, please lay down your weapons. The great Chanyu will give you a princess, make you a king, and reward you with cattle and sheep. Isn't this enough to satisfy you?"
What does it mean that ignorance is fearless?
That's it.
Many people's impression of the Luo family is a figment of their imagination, and they feel like the emperor's golden hoe.
As the nobles who had dealt with the Luo family for thousands of years disappeared from this world, most people no longer knew many of the Luo family's principles.
"court death!"
A mere Xiongnu princess dares to covet Luo's son?
Unless she is extremely beautiful, but how could there be a stunningly beautiful woman on the grassland, which is exposed to the wind and sun every day?
Before Luo Zhongkan could make a move, his retainer took the initiative and said angrily, "Sir, I beg to kill him for you."
Luo Zhongkan nodded in agreement. The brave warrior stretched out his hand to draw the bow, pulled the bow to its full length, and shot an arrow straight out. The last Hun who delivered the message fell to the ground instantly, bleeding profusely, and died instantly.
“Wow!”
The power of this arrow shocked the Xiongnu. Luo Zhongkan pulled down his armor and shouted, "Kill!"
The Huns felt something was wrong as soon as they started fighting. The fighting power of the two sides was completely different. After just a few moments, the leader shouted loudly: "Retreat."
The biggest advantage of the Huns is that they can move like the wind. If they cannot win, they can just run away. Especially since these people are not like Luo Zhongkan and others who wear armor, they can run much faster.
The Huns gradually retreated, but Luo Zhongkan's expression did not improve at all. After only a brief fight, he found that the Huns' tactics were really annoying. Although those arrows could not penetrate the armor, they could hurt the horses.
I want to fight but I can't catch up.
"No wonder Han Zimu refused to leave the Great Wall when he was fighting the Huns. He wanted to fight in the dangerous terrain inside the Great Wall in order to limit the Huns' mobility."
Luo Zhongkan kept thinking about countermeasures, and finally came to the conclusion, "The Central Plains Dynasty must have its own cavalry, otherwise it will continue to be passive and beaten, let alone fight against the Huns on the grassland."
While thinking, Luo Zhongkan hurriedly took his men away. The Huns would not give up and would definitely attract more people to attack. Now they could only hope to escape.
“Puff!”
There was the sound of arrows hitting flesh again. Although the Huns had lived on horseback since childhood, when it came to riding and shooting skills, the brave warriors even surpassed these Huns.
In the constant confrontation between the two sides, the Huns suffered heavy losses, but the Huns were consumables, while Luo Zhongkan was not. He led his men to flee into the Yishui River Valley, where there were many mountains where they could hide.
"Sir, it seems like the Huns are endless. There must be reinforcements coming. It is impossible to return to the east now. It is better to continue to go west."
There were more and more Huns at the foot of the mountain, and countless horses were circling around, stirring up countless clouds of dust.
Just a quick glance showed that there were thousands of cavalry, especially some armored cavalrymen. The most troublesome thing was that Luo Zhongkan and his men's horses could not be injured again, otherwise it would be a problem for them to travel.
These Huns learned their lesson and only shot the horses from a distance, taking turns to consume their energy.
"It's really unlucky."
Luo Zhongkan gently rubbed his head, "This is definitely not the main force of the Xiongnu Chanyu, but a tribe, otherwise there would not be thousands of cavalry coming."
He shook his head helplessly. Given the current situation, it would be no problem for them to break out, but casualties were inevitable, and all the collected information would basically be lost.
"I'm sorry to bother you, big brother!"
Luo Zhongkan stretched out his right index finger and pressed it on the holy mark between his eyebrows.
Luo Ling, I really like this character
(End of this chapter)
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