Chapter 154: The Uighur Princess

Tears flowed out of the beautiful girl's big blue eyes, slid across her cheeks, and fell to her chest sadly.

If his father knew that there were so many weapons and armor here, would he take them out and distribute them to the people in the city to help guard the city?

Although there are not many guards in the city, if there are such thick armor to resist the enemy's swords and guns, can we guard the city for a few more days until reinforcements arrive?

There is no answer to these. His father eventually died of self-immolation, and his brothers and uncles were probably all killed by Dangxiang people.

Thinking of this, she angrily glared at the tall man pulling her forward, looked at the Dangxiang military uniform on his body, and began to look around, hoping to catch a scimitar and cut off his head!

"I'm not a Dangxiang!" Luo Dacheng did not look back, but said this calmly, pulled her forward and said, "I'm infiltrating into the Dangxiang army just for the treasure here."

Listening to his unskilled Uighur language and his thick voice, the Uighur princess couldn't help but tremble all over. After a while, she asked reluctantly: "You knew there were weapons and armor here, did you? I came to Ganzhou just to find them and sold them, right?"

Tears of grief and anger flowed from her eyes. If he was willing to tell his father the news, no matter how much he wanted, his father would agree. Then Ganzhou City would not have to fall, his family would not have to be killed or died by self-immolation!

Although from his perspective, as a wandering treasure hunter (she guessed that he had such an identity), he could not easily believe the emperor's promises, and he could be destroyed and killed by the emperor at any time. This is his necessary means to protect himself; and as a Han Chinese, he had nothing to do with the Uighurs and Dangxiang people, and he had no obligation to help his family; but the Uighur princess always remembered that if he was willing to help, then his family's fate might not have fallen into such a miserable situation, right?

Luo Dacheng stood in the middle of the hall, looking at the piles of soldiers and armor, and with some regret, he slowly said, "I didn't expect that the ones placed here were all soldiers and armor. I thought that the treasures of King Loulan should be of gold, silver and jade. If the war had not begun and I could not enter the city, I would not have to pretend to be a Dangxiang person and sneak into the city."

The Uighur Princess stood behind him, listening to his thick voice with a slightly exotic accent, gradually feeling relieved.

He thought it was all treasures, not weapons, and when the battle began, he could not rush into the city and told his father the news - and he had no reason to tell him the news.

The treasure of King Loulan was hidden in a certain place in the Western Regions. She had heard of this news, just as it was a rumor made by boring humans in the desert, but she didn't expect that she had lived on this treasure for so long, but she didn't know that the treasure was actually countless soldiers.

When she thought of this, she couldn't help but find it strange and funny. The corners of her mouth twitched, but tears rolled down, wetting her towering corset.

In fact, every royal family has its own treasure. In this Western Region where wars are frequent, it is the last bit of capital to preserve the family.

Just like his own home, he also has a large amount of treasures hidden in deserts and oasis. However, the gold, silver and money placed in the Ganzhou warehouse are far less valuable than it. Even if Li Yuanhao seized the money, he would be disappointed to find that it is much worse than the number of property of the legendary Uighur royal family.

My father had already forced himself to carry the treasures at the beginning of the battle to defend the city a few days ago, and then destroyed all the records about the treasures, ordered himself to hide them in the underground palace, and must escape in the future, collect Uighur soldiers, use the treasures as military resources, and fight against the Dangxiang people until the Dangxiang army is eliminated and revenge for his family!

Thinking of the bloody hatred that was killed by the Dangxiang people, tears couldn't help but flow from her eyes. This beautiful Uighur princess looked at the soldiers and armor and cried in tears.

Luo Dacheng slowly turned around and looked at the Uighur girl who had lost all her relatives, and his pityful eyes faintly shot out from his eyes.

He stretched out his arms, hugged her slowly in his arms, gently stroked her long, soft and dense hair, letting her face lean against his chest, and weeping to the fullest until her tears wet the clothes on his chest.

"What's your name?" After a long time, Luo Dacheng opened his lips lightly, lowered his head and leaned against the Uighur Princess' ear, and asked softly.

"Mayunna..." The Uighur Princess cried, answered his words unconsciously, and reported her boudoir name as if she had regarded him as the closest person.

In this dark and cold underground palace, he is the only one who can stay by her side and embrace him, and the only one who can stay closest to him in his body and soul.

If you want to escape from this Uighur royal city that has fallen into the enemy, have the strength, fight the Dangxiang people to restore your territory, or can you only rely on this Han man with extraordinary strength?

In the darkness, the beautiful Uighur princess raised her head and slowly stretched out her jade arm to wrap around his neck. She had a bit of begging for pity on her beautiful face. She took the initiative to present her cherry lips and gently kissed her lips.

She kissed him with all her strength, putting all her hope and strength into this dark kiss in the dark night.

...

In the underground palace, a pair of men and women were moving forward silently. The torches in their hands tore through the darkness, reflecting the armor of soldiers and piled up like mountains in the underground palace.

Luo Dacheng walked forward patiently, lifting the torch to check the situation around him.

He had already taken the Uighur Princess through the halls of several underground palaces, and saw all the soldiers and armor, but there was no gold or silver to hide treasures. It must have been that the Loulan tribes had regarded the Ganzhou Uighurs as powerful enemies, and planned to launch a battle from Ganzhou and expel the Uighurs, and use this as a base to rebuild the ever-generation foundation of the Loulan Kingdom.

But in fact, the Uighurs have never been strong people in Asia, and at most they have only barely become strong people in the Western Regions for a short period of time.

When they were on the Mongolian Plateau, the Uighurs lived on grasslands and deserts, but less than two hundred years ago, they were defeated by the barbarians from the upper reaches of the Yenisei River and expelled from the grassland. The grasslands where their ancestors lived were occupied by the Qierjis, and the Uighurs could only go into exile to the Gobi oasis, became settled nations, and established their own royal courts in Ganzhou.

The barbaric Qier Jisi people occupied the Mongolian grassland for only eighty years and were defeated and expelled by Yelu Abaoji, the founding ancestor of the Liao Kingdom, who was expeditioned. However, Abaoji was not interested in the Mongolian grassland and did not want to occupy this area. He even invited the Uighurs to return to the grassland and become a vassal of the Khitans. It would be enough to pay tribute to the Khitans every year.

But the Uighur King Wu, who had occupied Ganzhou at that time, rejected this proposal. The Uighurs were used to the agricultural life of growing grain in Luzhou and obtaining a lot of commercial benefits from caravans from the Western Regions to the Central Plains. Life on the grassland was too dangerous for them, and they could be starved to death and frozen to death in difficult environments at any time, or failed in the fight with wild animals, and were never as comfortable and safe as farming and doing business in the Western Regions.

In this way, the Uighurs gave up the opportunity to rise on the grasslands. From then on, they briefly occupied the states of the Western Regions and divided into separatist regimes of all sizes. After being defeated by the Dangxiang people, they became subjects of Li Yuanhao. For thousands of years thereafter, they were under the rule of foreign races for most of the time. The Uighurs' chance to dominate the world was completely lost when they refused to return to the grasslands.

This opportunity was left to the new occupiers on the Mongolian grassland. Various unknown nomadic tribes in northern Asia took advantage of the emptiness on the grassland and entered the grassland one after another, occupying pieces of grassland, grazing livestock, allowing their descendants to reproduce on the grassland with difficulty. After many years, they finally welcomed the emergence of the genius strategist Genghis Khan, who unified all the nomadic peoples of different ancestors on the grassland and became the world's largest powerful tribe.

Now, Luo Dacheng only hopes to have this powerful opportunity that must not be missed in advance within more than a hundred years before Genghis Khan was born, and to unite the various tribes of the grassland with his own strength, so that the power of the Bu people and the Han people can be presented to the world, and then defeat the extremely powerful Liao Kingdom in one fell swoop, so that the extreme north of the Asian continent is also under the rule of the Han people!

Now, Ganzhou City has been occupied by Li Yuanhao and is irreversible. Luo Dacheng only wants to hold the Loulan treasure under Ganzhou City in his hands, so that he can have enough military resources to defeat all opponents, unite the grassland divisions, and become a powerful force that shocks the world!

However, the here was full of armor and weapons, which gave Luo Dacheng a headache. Although so many heavy iron tools were needed on the grassland, it was unknown how much it would take to transport them to the grassland. It was too difficult to escape the eyes and ears of Li Yuanhao and his son, and it was basically unoperable.

In front of him, a platform appeared in the middle of a pile of armor. On it, something was placed, looking like a thick book, and under the reflection of the fire, a golden light appeared.
Chapter completed!