fifth form

Chapter 2029: Great Yuezhi Buddhist Monk

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"Respected Master, we have reached Dayuezhi. The Dayuezhi are hostile to slaves like us. It is extremely dangerous to venture too far!"

"This is outrageous, you bunch of rubbish!"

Zhang Xuezhou yelled and cursed.

He looked so domineering and condescending that the slaves from the vicious country who followed him dared not utter even a word in rebuttal.

From the small tribe Xiehun to the medium-sized tribes Hunyu, Qushe, Dingling, Gekun, Xinli, etc., Zhang Xuezhou even passed through a large tribe, but he did not dare to enter the large tribe to cheat for food and drink.

It is normal for the leaders of small tribes to have cultivation levels below the supernatural power realm. Medium-sized tribes involve masters in the supernatural power realm, and large tribes have cultivators in the self-centered realm. Even if such a large tribe has only one or two cultivators in the self-centered realm, it is still an unpredictable risk for Zhang Xuezhou.

The people following Zhang Xuezhou changed one after another. Whenever he rode his horse and left them out of sight, Zhang Xuezhou would use his flying ability to run back and forth, and then find the tribe where they were staying and use the same trick again.

After three days of back and forth operations, he had crossed the dangerous country area which was thousands of miles long.

Time passed faster than Zhang Xuezhou had imagined, and the territory of Dayuezhi was much smaller than that of Xiong. As for some small countries, Zhang Xuezhou could probably cross them directly by riding his horse for a whole day, and it would be even faster if he flew.

"This mage's business cannot be delayed. Since your strength is too weak, just wait until I come back!"

Zhang Xuezhou cursed, then left these vicious country slaves behind and rode away on his horse.

"What treasure is this Master Mage pursuing that makes him so eager?"

"We don't know, we just follow!"

"Yes, the Master Mage said we should catch something, and then we will catch it along the way!"

"That Mao is too powerful. We rode our horses and chased him all the way but couldn't catch up. I heard from some brothers that the Master has been chasing him for three days and three nights!"

"Master Mage can chase this kind of person around, it seems that he is even more powerful!"

"Master, you are riding your horse directly through the country of Dayuezhi. I believe you are not afraid of those Tocharians and Buddhist monks of Dayuezhi!"

"Let's contact the Wusun Kingdom to jointly attack the Great Yuezhi Kingdom. Those Tocharians and Buddhist monks are in a panic and should not dare to show up!"

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Tens of thousands of people rushed forward, and sharp arrows fell like raindrops, making the slaves of the vicious country almost invincible, but the long-range shots of more than a hundred people could only hit one person or a dozen people.

There were many masters among the hundreds of slaves from the fierce country who followed Zhang Xuezhou in the hunt, but at this time they had already crossed the border for hundreds of miles and they did not have the courage to go deeper.

Everyone was well aware of the consequences of encountering the Great Yuezhi tribe and the patrol corps. Once surrounded by a group of thousands of people, they would not be able to escape even if they had magical powers.

The journey with the wizard from the Holy Land of Yide River had to stop because of crossing the border. Many slave masters discussed it in a low voice, and some were not optimistic about this pursuit, but no one dared to say it.

The Yedihe Holy Land is not a place where powerful forces suppress the might of the world. Instead, it is filled with weirdness and mystery, making it hard to guard against. Once a wizard attacks from behind, people will surely die miserably. Some people even dream of reincarnation in the next life.

No one dared to talk about the Holy Land Mage behind his back, let alone question him in person, which made Zhang Xuezhou's trip to eat and drink for free very smooth.

As everyone was travelling far away and did not dare to accompany him, they stopped to communicate and finally understood the matter. Some people thought that the relevant news should be notified to the larger tribe or the royal court to prevent the death of the mage from the Holy Land of Yihe River in the Dayuezhi Kingdom and bring endless troubles.

For a moment, Zhang Xuezhou was running very fast in the front, and these people were running towards their respective tribes at a very fast speed. Some of them blew whistles to summon the falcons for investigation and communication.

"Did the Xiong Country capture many Han people, or did these Han people continue to reproduce in the Xiong Country?" The Xiehun tribe was relatively close to the Han territory, so it was not surprising that there were some captives. There were also slaves working in shackles at Yanmen Pass of the Han Dynasty, and the slaves captured in the northern border were killed to establish authority, and few were left alive.

But as he continued to go deeper into the heart of the evil country, Zhang Xuezhou discovered that there were quite a few people with Han appearance.

When he passed by the tribe, these people also knelt on the ground and dared not make a sound, making it extremely difficult for Zhang Xuezhou to distinguish them.

The closer they get to the bitter cold, the worse the fate of these people becomes. They are sometimes caught as fish and even used as food to survive the winter. Some are also used for sacrificial offerings. But the further west they go, the cleaner the clothes these Han-looking people wear.

Zhang Xuezhou could even see some leaders who looked like Han Chinese.

This is something that cannot be achieved in just a few years or even decades, which makes Zhang Xuezhou tend to judge the latter. He even thought of Hong Ku and others in the holy land.

"Most people seem to have no concept of country!"

Even a fickle person like Zhang Xuezhou knew very well that he was born in the Han Dynasty and his roots were in the Han Dynasty.

If the Han Dynasty had not collapsed, he would not have joined other countries.

But for many people, the positions of these people are not clear, such as Ma Lang and Niu Xun.

If it weren't for the fact that they couldn't survive in the evil country, Zhang Xuezhou believed that these two people would not have thought of returning to the Han Dynasty.

"I wonder if your majesty can rectify the Han Dynasty and make people feel like they are tied to a rope?"

The concept of a country and people's hearts cannot be formed overnight. The reason why the Luofu Dynasty is still remembered by people is partly because it achieved great unification and there was almost no disturbance in the surrounding areas.

However, it took the Luofu Dynasty hundreds of years to achieve this goal, and it was not until the last king Luo Chong that it was accomplished.

If it weren't for the man-made disaster of Huang Daoxian that triggered the rebellion of many ministers and generals of the dynasty, it would have been difficult for the Luofu Dynasty to collapse in such a short period of time.

However, the Han Dynasty had a long way to go to achieve all this.

Zhang Xuezhou did not have many deep feelings when he traveled through the evil country for the first time, but after he settled down in Chang'an City, Zhang Xuezhou's feelings when he traveled through the evil country again undoubtedly became complicated.

He thought of the new emperor, even of Wuchao, and of Zhang Qian and others who had been forced out of seclusion.

"Hey, Ani-mama-boo!"

Zhang Xuezhou had a myriad of thoughts in his mind, and only when someone shouted and threw a stick at him did he quickly roll off his horse.

He had just left his mount when he saw the demon horse he had been riding being knocked down by a stick. The horse then rolled over and neighed on the ground.

"Who is it? Don't hit your own people!"

Zhang Xuezhou shouted in the Holy Land language, which made the clattering sounds in the distance louder.

Another golden bell flew out into the air, but before it reached Zhang Xuezhou, there was a loud noise from the bell, making people's ears buzz.

Zhang Xuezhou rolled over and stood up, only to see two monks, one fat and one thin, wearing yellow robes and with mixed hair, shouting and yelling more than a hundred meters away, using a strange language to control their magic weapons to attack and kill.

"This place doesn't speak the language, so there's no way to cheat!"

Zhang Xuezhou was caught off guard, but he was not defeated despite repeated sneak attacks, which proved that his opponent's strength was indeed not good enough.