The Human Emperor Chapter 853: hire, Ganke Race! [Eight more]

Chapter 853

"Ah!-"

Only listening to the scream of shaking the Heaven and moving the Earth, Lou Lubu expanded more than four feet of thick Astral Qi in vitro and quickly died. After a short silence, Lou Lubu was covered with sword scars. He fell down heavily, alas, countless blood arrows shot out from him and the warhorse beneath him.

When Lou Lubu died, his eyes were still open. It seemed that he couldn't believe that he would die under the siege of three thousand people in this way.

Oh!

An Wushang Heavy Cavalry rushed over, Long Sword was cut, and Lou Lubu's head flew out several feet away immediately. With the death of Lou Lubu, Great Army of Western Turkic also chaos.

"Kill!"

Cheng Sanyuan didn't hesitate, and immediately ordered to kill.

That Lou Lubu is still too big. Although Cheng Sanyuan is not Famous General, the Wushang Heavy Cavalry behind him is the world's first Cavalry. Wang Chong used this trick to kill the Saint Martial Realm and Dayan Xiboye in the U-Tsang Plateau Xiangxiong recruits Training Camp, not to mention just a lulubu.

"Ah!-"

Losing Commander-in-Chief of Lou Lubu, although Western Turkic Great Army has more than 20,000 people left, already is unable to organize an effective counterattack.

"Kill!"

When Habere led the eight thousand men and horses from another place, the end of the battle already was completely laid down.

The news of the defeat of the war reached Three Brilliance Mountain, and the entire Khan court was shaken!

...

To the south of Qixi, along the direction from Silk Road to Jingshi, a wide cement road is like a jade belt. It crosses heavy mountains and stretches for thousands of kilometers, all the way to the western region. And at the end of this road, thousands of artisans are busy like a dense swarm of bees.

At the forefront of the team, Zhao Jing­dian and the nobles of several Beijing divisions, as well as the elders of Aristocratic Family Great Clan stand side by side, urging day and night.

"Flutter!"

A carrier pigeon whistled down from the sky, and Zhao Jing­dian extended his right hand and quickly held the carrier in his hand. Just glanced at the solemn look in the eyes of Zhao Jing­dian.

"It's Lord Marquis's letter!"

Zhao Jing­dian opened the envelope, just glanced at it, immediately closed it and walked forward. Stopped in front of a well-dressed old man.

"Mr. Xu, how far are we from Wushang?"

Zhao Jing­dian asked.

"already is not far. In fact, we could repair Wushang not long ago, but according to the orders of adults, we widened the road, and at the same time, Strenghten increased the hardness of cement road to carry greater weight. But there were no accidents, most In 20 days, we can reach Wushang. "

old man replied.

Zhao Jing­dian builds cement road from Jingshi to Wushang. This old man precisely director is also a representative sent by the Aristocratic Family alliance. All construction progress is under his control.

"Twenty days?"

Zhao Jing­dian frowned and held out a finger.

"I only give you ten days, and you must get Wushang within ten days."

"This ..."

old man hesitated and nodded.

"Although it is a bit difficult, there should be no major problems. If the adult is in a hurry, I can personally supervise and facilitate this."

"OK!"

Zhao Jing­dian nodded, no more talking.

The letter from Wang Chong promises a time limit of twenty days, but Zhao Jing­dian knows it well, and can let Lord Marquis letter urge himself, this matter must be very important, so the time limit given by Zhao Jing­dian is ten day.

"I hope to help Lord Marquis as much as possible!"

secretly thought in Zhao Jing­dian.

...

The cement road project to the Western Region is in full swing, and at the same time, countless chimneys on the Divine Province ground continue to emit black smoke. All swordsmith Aristocratic Family, Jianlou Jianpu, full horsepower, crazy start is Wang Chong Construction of various required steel modules.

Overlooking from the sky, on the ground of Divine Province, when the number of Jianlou Jianpu counted as hundred thousand is frantically transported and forged steel, the scene is magnificent and magnificent!

"To install all of these steel modules, I need you to continue to ship to the Qixi with the fastest Speed. As for the profit problem, don't worry, this time the customer is Jingshi's Wang Clan, and Aristocratic Family is the most honest .Buyer precisely Sage Emperor closes Young Marquis. "

Jingnan, an antique Aristocratic Family mansion, Wen Zhibin, a housekeeper in a blue shirt, is urging a caravan to bring the cast steel modules to a carriage. With the experience of the first forging, these swordsmith Aristocratic Family forged Speed is much faster now.

"Save it! Qixi Great Protectorate, let's Great Tang's eighth Great General, who doesn't know Great Tang now? Rest assured! I don't worry about this."

Outside the mansion, the big caravan Leader smiled. A gesture was made, and among the ringing horse bells, this caravan consisting of more than ten carriages immediately headed for Qixi.

From east to west, from south to north, thousands of such caravans are dragging countless steel modules, and they are heading towards Qixi day and night.

When Wang Chong ordered, the entire Great Tang was used for him at this moment.

...

Time passed slowly. After eight days, when a wide, more than two feet of cement road went straight to Wushang, the whole City of Steel boiled.

"cement road! cement road! ... Look at it, the new cement road has been repaired!"

"Ah, let me see!"

"It's incredible, weird stuff, it's really as hard as a stone!"

...

In City of Steel, cheers are jumping for joy, and thousands of artisans are pouring out of the city like a flood. Great Tang has emerged a new road, made of soft sand and Lime, but it is as hard as stone and can withstand a weight of tens of tons. Even a samurai with a huge force can hardly be damaged. One thing already spread throughout Great Tang.

And this newly emerged "cement road" is being repaired from a distant Jingshi to Wushang. This is a rumor of already in the city, and everyone is waiting.

"Sir Zhao, welcome back."

Countless fireworks flew into the sky. At the forefront of thousands of craftsmen, the master civil engineer Zhang Shouzhi personally left the city and greeted the craftsmen in the city.

"Senior Zhang, we have met again."

Zhao Jing­dian handed a gift, smiling. The two men who fought side by side in the battle of the Southwest were old acquaintances.

"Right, what about Lord Marquis?"

"Lord Marquis already went to Qixi, but even if you go to Qixi, I'm afraid I can't find him."

Zhang Shouzhi put his hands in his sleeves and smiled.

"Oh, how come?"

Zhao Jing­dian's eyelids jumped, which was a big surprise. He worked day and night on Silk Road and urged the construction just to be able to enter Wushang earlier and see Wang Chong. But I did not expect that things looked completely different from what I expected.

"Talas battle, everyone's hope is on Lord Marquis, how can Lord Marquis be able to sit at this time?"

Zhang Shouzhi smiled through Zhao Jing­dian's doubts.

"In addition, don't ask me about the whereabouts of Lord Marquis. Now, I don't even know it. Lord Marquis is well thought out, and his idea is not something we can think about."

Zhao Jing­dian thoughtfully, nodded.

...

Wang Chong is not in Qixi. Not many people know this. Even the Xu Qiqin, who has the closest relationship with Wang Chong, only knew that he had gone to the Western Regions to meet some people, but she didn't even know the specifics.

"Lord Marquis, the front is the territory of the Ganke Race people. These people are very vulgar. They ca n’t even ride a horse. Does the adult really want to go to hire?"

In the northeast corner of the Western Region, a desolate and barren area, Yang Hongchang rides on a horse and stands side by side with Wang Chong. Behind them, there are five thousand people's Qixi Great Army. This time I heard that Wang Chong came to the Western Region, Yang Hongchang immediately left everything in his hand and came to greet in person.

However, for the Wang Chong's decision, Yang Hongchang is still confused:

"If an adult really wants to find Mercenary(-ies), I know a lot of good Mercenary(-ies), all of them are better than Ganke Race. And the number of Ganke Race is not large, it really can't do much."

"No need, other Mercenary(-ies) will be mentioned later. This time, I am looking for Ganke Race people."

Wang Chong rides White-hoofed Shadow, waves his hand, and looks calmly.

"But ..."

"No need."

Wang Chong calmly. No matter what it does, Wang Chong has its own Intrisic Principle, which is by no means targeted, but it is not necessary to explain it to Yang Hongchang.

"Lord Marquis, the scout came to the front and found that someone was blocking in front. It should be Ganke Race."

At this moment, a Chinese warrior galloped up and whispered in Wang Chong's ear. The Han general looks at the guards around Wang Chong, but he wears the armor of Qixi Protectorate Army. Qixi Protectorate Army under the leadership of Fumeng Lingzhao, there are not many Han people who can achieve generals Level.

Wang Chong also found him by querying the roster of Qixi Protectorate Army. This person is called Xue Qianjun. He was originally named Officer. He served in Qixi Protectorate Army for fifteen years. Although he has contributed a lot, he has never been promoted. After Wang Chong found him, he made a special proposal and directly promoted him to a general for the Chinese soldiers in Commander Qixi Protectorate Army.

As Qixi Great Protectorate, Wang Chong has previously unimaginable permissions. Like this out-of-the-box employment, Officer is promoted as a general. Wang Chong does not even need the consent of Royal Court and Ministry of War. As long as it is a big check, it can be reported to Royal Court afterwards. Already.

"Don't conflict with Oh? first, wait for me to pass."

The light flashed in Wang Chong's eyes, and he suddenly took a picture of the war horse, rushing forward and heading towards the place where the conflict ahead. Just a few breaths, Wang Chong immediately saw the "enemy" in Xue Qianjun's mouth. These are a few typical Western Indigenous peoples. Compared with other tall Western countries and people of Tribe, they look much shorter, only about six or seven feet.

Their bodies are not so strong, and their bodies are dirty and covered with dust, as if they have not bathed in six or seven years, and even their hair is stiff. But the most unbearable thing was the stench from them. Wang Chong was six or seven feet away, and they smelled that bad smell.

Looking at them like this, Wang Chong finally knew why the Ganke Race people were excluded in the Western Regions, and they were not seen much.