Chapter 853 Hire, Gankers!

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Chapter 853

"ah!--"

Hearing an earth-shattering scream, Lou Lubu expanded four feet of strong energy from his body, and it was quickly annihilated. After a short silence, Lou Lubu was covered in sword scars, and fell down like a jade pillar. Going down, puff puff, countless blood arrows shot out from him and the horse below him.

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

Clang!

A black-scarred cavalry rushed past, and with a slash of his long sword, Lou Lubu's head flew several feet away. With the death of Nalou Lubu, the army of Western Turks was in chaos.

"kill!"

Without hesitation, Cheng Sanyuan gave an order and immediately took the opportunity to kill him.

Lou Lubu was still too careless. Although Cheng Sanyuan was not a famous general, the Wushang cavalry behind him was the best cavalry in the world. Wang Chong once used this move to behead Dayan Xiboye at the Sage Martial Realm in the Zhang Zhung recruit training camp on the Uzang Plateau, not to mention it was just a Nalulu step.

"ah!--"

Without the commander-in-chief of Nalou Lubu, although there are still more than 20,000 people left in the Western Turkic Army, they are already unable to organize an effective counterattack.

"kill!"

When He Baye led 8,000 troops to fight from another place, the outcome of this battle had been completely settled.

The news of the defeat in the war spread to Mount Sanmi, and the entire Khan Court was shaken!

...

To the south of Qixi, along the direction of the Silk Road leading to the capital, a wide cement road is like a jade belt, passing through mountains and stretching for thousands of kilometers, all the way to the Western Regions. 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 stood side by side with several nobles from the capital, as well as elders from aristocratic families, urging them day and night.

"Fluff!"

A carrier pigeon roared down from the sky, Zhao Jingdian stretched out his right hand,

Quickly put the carrier pigeon in your hand. Just taking a look, Zhao Jingdian's eyes immediately revealed a serious look.

"It's a letter from Lord Hou!"

Zhao Jingdian opened the envelope, glanced at it, put it away immediately, and walked to the front quickly. He stopped in front of a well-dressed old man.

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

Zhao Jingdian asked.

"It's not far away. In fact, we were able to repair the black wound not long ago, but according to your lord's instructions, we widened the road and strengthened the hardness of the cement road to carry greater weight. But there is no accident, at most two We can repair the black wound in ten days."

The old man replied.

Zhao Jingdian built the concrete road from the capital to Wushang. This old man was the chief engineer and a representative sent by the family alliance. All construction progress is under his control.

"Twenty days?"

Zhao Jingdian frowned, and stretched out a finger.

"I only give you ten days, and within ten days you must repair the black wound."

"this……"

The old man hesitated and nodded.

"Although it's a bit difficult, it shouldn't be a big problem. If you are in a hurry, I can personally supervise and facilitate this matter."

"good!"

Zhao Jingdian nodded and said no more.

Wang Chong's letter to him promised a time limit of 20 days, but Zhao Jingdian knew very well that it must be very important for Master Hou to send a letter to personally urge him, so the time limit given by Zhao Jingdian was ten days.

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

Zhao Jingdian secretly said in his heart.

...

The cement road project leading to the Western Regions is in full swing, and at the same time, countless chimneys on the land of Shenzhou are constantly emitting black smoke. All the sword-making families, sword towers and sword shops, with full horsepower, start to become kings madly Rush to build various required steel modules.

Looking down from the sky, on the land of Shenzhou, when hundreds of thousands of sword towers and sword shops are frantically operating to forge steel, the scene is magnificent and magnificent!

"Install all these steel modules. I need you to transport them to Qixi as quickly as possible without stopping. As for the profit, don't worry. The client this time is the Wang family of the capital, and the general family is the most honest. The buyer It is the young Marquis who was proclaimed by the Holy Emperor."

In Jingnan, outside an antique mansion of an aristocratic family, a gentle butler in a green shirt is urging a caravan to load cast steel modules into a carriage. With the experience of forging for the first time, the forging speed of these swordsmith families is much faster now.

"Don't worry! The governor of Qixi, we are the eighth general of the Tang Dynasty. Who else in the Tang Dynasty doesn't know? Don't worry! I don't worry about this."

Outside the mansion, the burly caravan leader smiled. After making a gesture, amidst the sound of jingling horse bells, the caravan consisting of more than a dozen carriages immediately headed towards Qixi.

From east to west, from south to north, thousands of such caravans dragged countless steel modules and headed towards Qixi day and night.

When Wang Chong gave an order, the entire Tang Dynasty was used for him at this moment.

...

Time passed slowly, and eight days later, when a wide, two-foot-long concrete road led straight to Wushang, the entire city of steel was boiling.

"Concrete road! Concrete road! Everyone, look, the new cement road has been repaired!"

"Ah, let me go and see!"

"Unbelievable, what a strange thing, it's really as hard as a rock!"

...

In the city of steel, cheers erupted, and thousands of craftsmen poured out of the city like a flood. A new kind of road appeared in the Tang Dynasty. It was made of soft sand and lime, but it was as hard as a stone and could bear a weight of dozens of tons. This matter has spread throughout the Tang Dynasty.

Moreover, this new "concrete road" is being built from the distant capital to Wushang. This has already spread in the city, and everyone is looking forward to it.

"Master Zhao, welcome back."

Countless fireworks flew into the sky, and at the forefront of thousands of craftsmen, Zhang Shouzhi, a master civil engineer, went out of the city in person and led the craftsmen in the city to meet him.

"Senior Zhang, we meet again."

Zhao Jingdian bowed his hands and said with a smile. The two fought side by side in the Southwest War, and they are old acquaintances.

"By the way, where is Lord Hou?"

"Master Hou has already gone to Qixi, but even if you go to Qixi, I'm afraid you won't be able to find him."

Zhang Shouzhi put his hands in his sleeves and said with a smile.

"Oh, how come?"

Zhao Jingdian's eyelids twitched, greatly surprised. He worked day and night on the Silk Road, urging its construction, just to be able to enter Wushang earlier and meet Wang Chong. But unexpectedly, things looked completely different from what I expected.

"The battle of Talas, everyone's hope is placed on Lord Hou, how can Lord Hou sit still at this time?"

Zhang Shouzhi saw through Zhao Jingdian's doubts and smiled.

"Also, don't ask me about Master Hou's whereabouts. Now, even I don't know. Master Hou has thought deeply, and we can't speculate on his thoughts."

Zhao Jingdian nodded thoughtfully.

...

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

"Master Hou, the front is the territory of the Gangke tribe. These people are very vulgar and can't even ride a horse. Are you really going to hire them?"

In the northeast corner of the Western Regions, in a desolate and barren area, Yang Hongchang was riding a horse, standing side by side with Wang Chong. Behind them is the Qixi army of 5,000 people. This time when he heard that Wang Chong was coming to the Western Regions, Yang Hongchang immediately dropped everything in his hands and came to greet him in person.

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

"If your lord really wants to find mercenaries, I know a lot of good mercenaries, and none of them are better than the Gankers. Moreover, there are not many Gunkers, so it really won't be of much use."

"No need, I'll talk about other mercenaries later. This time, I'm looking for the Gangk people."

Wang Chong rode a white-hoofed crow and waved his hands with a calm expression.

"But……"

"No need."

Wang Chong said calmly. No matter what he does, Wang Chong has his own reasons, and it is by no means aimless, but there is no need to tell Yang Hongchangming about all this.

"Master Hou, the front scouts came to report and found someone blocking the front, it should be from the Gangke tribe."

At this moment, with the clatter of war horses, a Han general galloped up and whispered in Wang Chong's ear. This Han general looked similar to Wang Chong's personal guards, but he was wearing the armor of the Qixi Capital Guard. Under the leadership of Fumeng Lingcha, there are not many Han people who can reach the level of generals in the Qixi Protectorate Army.

Wang Chong also found him by checking the roster of the Qixi Protectorate Army. This man is called Xue Qianjun, he was originally a captain, he served in the Qixi Protectorate Army for fifteen years, although he has made a lot of contributions, he has never been promoted. After Wang Chong found out about him, he made an exception and directly promoted him to general, to command the Han soldiers in the Qixi Protectorate Army.

As the chief protector of Qixi, Wang Chong possessed authority that was unimaginable before. For such an extraordinary appointment, to designate the captain as a general, Wang Chong didn't even need the approval of the imperial court and the Ministry of War. It is enough to report to the court afterwards.

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

There was a flash of light in Wang Chong's eyes, he patted his horse suddenly, and rode forward, heading towards the place where the conflict occurred ahead. In just a few breaths, Wang Chong immediately saw the "enemy" that Xue Qianjun called. These are a few typical natives of the Western Regions. Compared to other tall people from other countries and tribes in the Western Regions, they are much shorter, only about six or seven feet.

Their bodies don't look that strong, and their bodies are dirty and covered with dust, as if they haven't bathed in six or seven years, and even their hair is hardened. But the most unbearable thing was the stench emanating from them. Wang Chong was six or seven feet away from them, and he smelled that unpleasant smell.

Seeing them like this, Wang Chong finally understood why the Gangke people were excluded in the Western Regions, and they were not very well received by others.

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