"Golden Eagle! It's really a Golden Eagle!"

Pang Xiong screamed in shock, he was really incredible.

There was more than just Pang Xiong who was incredible. Niu Kaishan widened his eyes, "This is a divine eagle, how did the military guard surrender?"

"God, the military guard really subdued the Golden Eagle!"

The soldiers behind also exclaimed a lot of amazement.

These people live in the desert all year round, so they naturally know the power of the eagle, and are arrogant and extremely difficult to tame. Unexpectedly, Jiang Hao only went there for half an hour and brought back two adult golden eagles. This can be described as a miracle.

Su Mu's eyes rolled and immediately shouted: "Mr. Hou has a magical art and can lead us to break into the sky. Jun. Hou is mighty."

"The army is mighty!"

"The army is mighty!"

A shout came from the desert.

Taming the two golden eagles made these soldiers feel confident in Jiang Hao, greatly improving morale, and it can be said that they kill two birds with one stone.

Jiang Hao waved his hands and the two golden eagles soared into the sky. Jiang Hao shouted to everyone, "Brothers, let's set off and rush to the Protectorate as soon as possible."

"Set off!"

When the teams were on the road, they were all proud and proud, and they didn’t have the slightest smell of remnants, but they were more like a team that returned from a big victory.

Through the desert and the grassland, three days later, Jiang Hao and the others finally saw the headquarters of the Western Regions Protectorate Prefecture located near Luntai Kingdom.

Looking at the mottled earthen walls with arrows inserted on them, it seemed that they were quietly telling everyone that the battle that happened here not long ago seemed to be yesterday.

The wide wooden door had been smashed. The team walked into the wall of the Protectorate's Mansion and found that there were scattered swords, guns and arrows on the ground in the entire Protectorate's Mansion's mansion. On some stones, you could still see the remaining blackened blood.

At this time, Dubin next to him said, "After the war, the soldiers of the prefect's mansion restrained the bodies of General Chen Da and other soldiers of the Protectorate, and buried them in the sand next to the Protectorate."

Jiang Hao nodded and said in a deep voice: "Since it has been buried, let them be buried in peace. Brothers, clean up, restrain the useful swords and weapons, and check the supplies."

"promise!"

After hearing the instructions, everyone took their men down and worked hard.

Jiang Hao scanned the entire Protectorate. The Protectorate was built along the river, surrounded by wide earthen walls, and a two-story civil and wooden castle in the middle, with barracks on both sides for soldiers to live in.

Next to it is the branch of the Peacock River. The Protectorate dug another ditch and introduced the water into the Protectorate City. The small river is not big, but it also nourished the Protectorate.

Jiang Hao walked into the Tumu Castle and saw a flag thrown to the ground. He paused for a moment, leaned down and picked up the flag. It was a flag of the Western Regions of the Han Dynasty. It was a black flag with tassels hanging around it, embroidered with big words "The Western Regions of the Han Dynasty".

However, the flag was stepped by many people, and now it has been covered with dust. Jiang Hao shook the flag and said to the guard next to him: "Please pack the flag."

"Yes, military waiter."

Walking further inside, there were many places with paper and books scattered. These were things from the former Protectorate, and soldiers were cleaning up.

After walking around, Jiang Hao came to the pharmacy and saw various medicinal materials and medical equipment scattered all over the place. The military doctor was bringing people to clean up. When Jiang Hao came over, the military doctor said, "Military wait, the medicinal materials were thrown all over the floor and were ruined."

"It's up to what you can." Jiang Hao said.

"By the way, Junhou, you wanted cinnabar before, but now there are some here. Do you want to need it?" asked the military doctor.

"Oh, is there cinnabar? Then give it to me."

The military doctor quickly delivered a bag of cinnabar. Jiang Hao opened it and looked at it, then put it in his arms, but he had already entered the space.

After leaving the pharmacy, Jiang Hao came to the room of Chen Da, the former capitalist Chen Da, and the furniture tables were pushed down, and things were scattered. Jiang Hao saw a map rack being pushed down to the ground and ordered the two people next to him, "Put up the map."

"promise."

The two of them quickly supported the map frame. Jiang Hao stood in front of the map and looked at the map carefully, which marked the location of the royal capitals of the Western Regions, the geographical, mountains, rivers, grasslands, etc.

Further on the map, the east are Gaochang, Loulan, Dunhuang, Guazhou, Jiayuguan, Jiuquan, Zhangye and other cities. The west are Kucha, Gumo, Shule... all the way to Dayuan, Anxi and other countries.

Above are Yanqi, Cheshi, Wusun and other countries, and across the desert are Shanshan, Khotan, Shache and other countries.

All the countries of all sizes and sizes in the Western Regions are on it, which is very detailed.

Jiang Hao looked at the map and thought about things in his mind. He didn't know how long it had passed. At this time, Su Mu walked in and stood behind Jiang Hao and bowed and said, "Military Hou, I have almost finished packing up. I have collected dozens of swords, shields, spears and other weapons, and collected hundreds of arrows. As for the food, the original reserve warehouse of our Protectorate was not many, and some were burned. Now we have 300 people, and people eat horses and chew them. I guess I can last for about ten days."

Jiang Hao turned around and said with a smile: "Is it ten days enough?"

He is the head coach now, and everyone is watching him. He must be the strongest one and must not show any embarrassment.

"Let your subordinates do the rest of the matter. Call the others here and I have something to discuss with you." Jiang Hao said.

"I'll call others here." Su Mu said.

Soon, Jiang Hao's six teams led all over, and a few of them held the first meeting in the room of the Protectorate's Mansion.

Jiang Hao sat in the main seat and said, "Now we lack everything, we lack war horses, armor, weapons, food, and fodder. Su Mu counted the supplies, and our food was only enough for 10 days."

"We can't stay in the lonely city. If we don't have food, we will go find food. It's September. It's time for the Western Regions to have ripe food, the fruits and fruits are fragrant, and the cattle and sheep are plump. If we can't even fill our stomachs, we can only say that we are useless."

"Now you all talk about what you think about the future."

Jiang Hao is a very democratic person.

Everyone looked at each other, and they really didn't know what to do in the future. Pang Xiong was the first to say: "Military waiting, now the Western Regions are in chaos, and all countries are attacking each other. Otherwise, we will take advantage of the chaos to capture a country, and you can be the king."

As soon as Pang Xiong said this, the others nodded, all supporting this statement. In fact, Jiang Hao also agreed with this proposal very much.

His mission is to be a marquis and generals. If he can become a king of a country, would he be higher than that? He must be able to complete the mission.

Pang Xiong is deeply loved by my heart.

However, this idea just passed by. Even if they wanted to establish a country in the future, they would not be the present. Their strength is still too weak now. Even small countries in the Western Regions may not be able to attack. What if they attack? Will you be able to take thousands of old, weak, women and children to be local emperors? Life may not be easy.

"What about others, do you have any suggestions?" Jiang Hao asked.

At this time, Su Mu said: "Military waiter, other countries may not know what happened in our Western Regions Protectorate. I think we can send people to borrow food and horses from various countries when they don't know the real situation here, and then make plans."

Jiang Hao nodded. This was a mature and steadfast suggestion.

Jiang Hao stood up and walked to the map and said, "The suggestions of both of you are worthy, but they only said a part of them right. If we have captured a small country, we have less than 300 people. Naturally, we cannot fight against big countries. We can only fight against some poor and weak countries. After a battle, we don't know how many brothers will die."

"Even if you capture it, you will know the situation of those small countries. They are very poor and how much material and food can be provided to us. If we don't end up, we will have to support those people, which will not be worth the loss."

"As for Su Mu's suggestion, there are also problems. Wang Mang's new dynasty made the Western Regions countries disunited. The Huns are now coming again. The Protectorate has lost its prestige before. If you go to those small countries to borrow things, they may not give it to them."

"Besides, I don't want to reach out to those people, making myself look like a beggar. If you want supplies, we can grab them back by ourselves!" Jiang Hao said firmly.

"Have the military guard already had a target?" Dubin asked.

Jiang Hao pointed his finger at a place on the map and said, "You guys come and see."

Everyone quickly stood over, and after seeing the place where Jiang Hao pointed clearly, everyone was slightly surprised, "Tashi, Junhou, you want to attack the horse bandits."

Jiang Hao smiled and clicked the map, saying, "Tashi is located on the edge of the Tarim River. There is a large oasis. The water and grass are very rich and not far from the middle section of the trade route. Horse bandits have been entrenched in that place for some years. They plundered caravans and plundered small countries around them, and they also raise horses and sell horses. They must be very wealthy and are most suitable for us to do a big vote."

A big vote

It's really big,

The assets of the bandits are probably not worse than those of some of the surrounding middle-class countries.

You know, they have no people to support them, but several surrounding countries support them.
Chapter completed!