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"Report~"

As soon as Murong Sheng finished speaking, the shouts of guards sounded outside the tent.

"Report to the banner master, the scout who went to explore the traces of the Western Regions Legion has returned!"

Upon hearing this news, Murong Sheng smiled on his face and said to Murong Lian: "Look at the banner master, am I right?

When they came back, it must be that this group of Western Regions legions only focused on looting the property of the people of the border counties and delayed the time. When they arrived later, they would definitely punish them."

Murong Lian nodded and said to the outside guards, "Let the explorer enter the tent and see me."

After a while, a horse with a dusty and cold face scattered into the tent. Before he could speak, Murong De asked first: "Where have those lazy Western Regions people been? Don't you take the orders of our Murong tribe to heart?"

The horse prodded his knees on the ground with a "thump" and said tremblingly, "Report to the banner master, something big happened, all the people from the Western Regions Army have been killed. Their heads are as high as mountains, and there are bright red gravel everywhere. It's so terrifying..."

The words of exploring the horse immediately made the whole tent silent, and even Murong Lian couldn't speak for a while, only the flames in the center of the tent still made a "crackling" sound.

After a long time, Murong Ke took the lead in reacting, stepped forward and pulled the siege, yelling angrily: "You dog slave, what are you talking nonsense? The Western Regions Legion has at least 60,000 or 70,000 people, how could it be killed so quickly?

Tell me the truth, have you found no trace of the Western Regions Legion and made up a lie to excuse yourself?"

Tanma replied with a sad face: "Dear General Ke, everything your servant said is true. I will never dare to have any lie. I am afraid that the masters will not believe it, so I specially found two Western deserters and came back..."

"I won't bring someone yet!"

Mujunke kicked the provocateur out of the tent with one kick.

Soon, two Western Regions people with a embarrassed face were pushed into the tent by the explorer.

Murong Lian took a deep breath and tried to keep himself calm. Then he asked the two Western Regions people: "What happened? Where is your Western Regions Legion?"

When the two Western Regions heard this, they seemed to recall the terrifying night of massacre. They were immediately frightened and their legs were trembling. They did not answer Murong Lian's words.

"Damn it!"

Mujunke kicked them hard in the bend of the knee, causing them to kneel on the ground.

The severe pain made the two Western Regions people come back from their terrifying memories and said in a trembling voice: "The banner master forgives the crime. Our army was attacked by a Central Plains troops halfway through. Our general and others were killed by them. It's so terrible..."

"Central Plains Army? Massacre?"

Hearing the words of the people from the Western Regions, including Murong Lian in the inner tent, everyone fell into deep thought again.

"Do you know where that Central Plains army comes from, how many troops do you have? Who are the leading generals?"

Murong Lian still couldn't believe this fact. After all, 60,000 people killed him at any time. What a cruel method? It was even better than Mengluo's Western Expedition.

One of the Western Regions people lowered his head and said, "Reporting to the banner master, I only know that the Western Regions army comes from Jinzhong Pass, with endless people and countless people. The generals in the leadership seemed to call him General Bai..."

"General Bai? Bai... Bai... Bai Qi? Bai Qi!"

Murong Lian slapped the table suddenly and stood up angrily!

It is extremely rare for Murong Lian to be so excited that he couldn't help but make the other Murong generals look at each other.

Murong Lian quickly walked to the Western Regions soldiers and asked, "Tell me! Where did Bai Qi's men go?"

The Western Regions people replied tremblingly: "Report to the banner master, the Central Plains army seems to be heading towards the direction of the Pamirs..."

Upon hearing the news, Murong Lian's face turned pale, and Murong Sheng and Murong De's expressions also changed suddenly.

The Pamir is the most smooth hub between the Western Regions and the Monroe Empire, and is a must-see shortcut for merchants and tribute teams from the Western Regions.

If Bai Qi really marched towards the Pamirs, the current situation would be extremely unfavorable to the Murong tribe, because once the Pamirs are occupied by Bai Qi, the supplies of his Murong tribe in the northwest will become extremely difficult, and it may make the situation that he finally won in vain. The suffering of his Murong tribe in the northwest for several years will also become a joke.

"Baoshi raised Bai Qi!" Murong Ke said angrily, "This group of sheep actually dares to go out to block the big affairs of my Murong tribe. I must tear them to pieces!"

After the roar, Murong Ke immediately asked Murong Lian for battle: "Master, give me five thousand troops, then go to the Pamirs to send Bai Qi's head!"

Murong Lian glared at Murong Ke, twitched his lips and suddenly roared: "Didn't you listen to this Western Regions people? All 60,000 Western Regions soldiers were killed in one night!

If you go 5,000 people to chase Bai Qi, aren’t you afraid of repeating the same mistakes? Don’t say such boring words anymore, think carefully about any proper solution!”

This was the first time Murong Ke was angry in his impression. The calm and calm grassland Confucian scholar who was strategist while chatting and laughing was so distorted and ferocious at this moment.

"Sorry, the banner owner is a little lost, don't take it to heart." After venting, Murong Lian held his forehead with one hand, apologized to Murong Ke, and walked back to his position.

Murong Sheng next to him said: "The banner owner, what Murong Ke said is not unreasonable. The Pamirs are of great importance. If there is a mistake, the Holy Emperor will probably cause big trouble if he pursues it. Therefore, the Pamirs must ensure that his road is smooth."

"Let me think about it carefully. Now the banner owner is a little confused..." Murong Lian replied weakly, holding his head with both hands, as if thinking about countermeasures.

"Report~ the banner owner, Jin Chongguan sent an envoy to ask for his visit."

Just as Murong Lian was in a state of confusion, the voice of the guards came from outside the tent again.

Murong Lian seemed to have not heard it, and still held his head in contemplation.

"Let him come in..."

In the end, Murong Sheng asked the guards to bring the Jin Chong Pass envoy in.

When the messenger entered the tent, the Murong tribe was stunned again, because the visitor was not the familiar Ma Chongxi and others, but a strange school student, who was standing in front of the tent with two boxes in his face with a playful look on his face.

Murong De looked at the school for a while, then asked, "Are you the messenger of Jin Chong Pass? Will Ma Chongxi open and close the door?"

"Open and close the door?" When the school heard this, it seemed as if he heard a huge joke, and his face was full of smiles. "I'm afraid I've made a mistake. I'm not here to be an envoy for the horse thief, but I was entrusted by our General Duan to give you a gift."

Upon hearing this, Murong Lian looked up and asked, "What General Duan?"

The school raised his head and raised his chest and replied proudly: "Of course we are our Marquis outside Liangzhou Pass, General Duan Zhuang and General Duan!"

Murong Lian was panicked. It was the first time he was so nervous and felt so tired for the first time. This was something that he had never had in the past desperate situation...
Chapter completed!