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Chapter 376: Western Region Forces, Xiahou Dun Installed

"The Bodhisattva has given instructions. Please wait a moment, my dear guests. The Bodhisattva will be here soon."

The lama put his hands together and bowed to Xiahou Dun, and Xiahou Dun returned the greeting by clasping his hands together.

After sitting back aside, a dozen tomb raiders gathered beside Xiahou Dun. The other tomb raiders had been sent away by Xiahou Dun on their way here. After all, the Western Regions were different from the Central Plains, and the tombs here were far less dangerous than those in the Central Plains. Xiahou Dun would naturally not let go of such a good opportunity.

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, Xiahou Dun finally saw the Bodhisattva they had been talking about. It was a nun with dark skin and a veil on her face. Around her neck were six beads the size of a baby's fist.

"Donor, what did Donor Cao think of what I told him last time?"

The voice of the Six-Pearl Bodhisattva was very muffled and did not sound like a woman's voice at all. Xiahou Dun did not care.

"My master has agreed. As long as the five major political powers in the Western Regions are willing to send troops, after my master unifies the world, I will give you half of the land of Yizhou in the southwest, and I will also pay you your commission."

"How many soldiers do you need this time?"

"The more the better. It would be best if you could call all the soldiers from the more than 30 countries under the five major regimes in the Western Region."

After hearing Xiahou Dun's words, the Liuzhu Bodhisattva, who had been calm all this time, showed surprise for the first time. You know, the last time Cao Cao came, he couldn't even afford 20,000 monk soldiers, and now he wants all of them?
"We have more than 30 countries in the Western Regions, with a total of more than 100,000 soldiers. Twenty taels of silver per person means 2 million taels. Moreover, you are responsible for the military pay during the war. Do you have that much silver?"

"Ah."

Xiahou Dun chuckled softly and looked directly at the Six-Pearl Bodhisattva.

"As far as I know, only the monk soldiers are worthy of twenty taels of silver. The rest of the inferior ones are not even worthy of one tael, let alone twenty taels!"

Xiahou Dun had a very tough attitude.

"Don't forget, you will get half a state after the war, which is almost as big as your entire Western Regions combined. What else can you not be satisfied with?!"

The powerful aura made Six-Jeweled Bodhisattva pause for a moment. After adjusting his breath, Six-Jeweled Bodhisattva continued to speak.

"We have a total of 50,000 monks, and the remaining 50,000 are ordinary soldiers. Is that ok?"

"can."

"Then I will take you to see our king."

The Six-Pearl Bodhisattva turned around and led the way for Xiahou Dun. A dozen tomb-raiding lieutenants followed closely behind him. A dozen people began to climb the mountain. Xiahou Dun didn't know how long he had been climbing. They stopped halfway up the mountain when they were almost exhausted. Because the Six-Pearl Bodhisattva was not wearing armor, his breathing was steady and slightly better than Xiahou Dun.

The Six-Pearl Bodhisattva stood there without saying a word, quietly waiting for Xiahou Dun to rest. Only when Xiahou Dun and the tomb-raiding captains' breathing became stable again did the Six-Pearl Bodhisattva step forward and continue to lead the way.

After coming up, Xiahou Dun discovered that there was such a huge palace on the hillside of Mount Cailanduo. It was built on the cliff and surrounded by clouds and mist, like a fairyland.

After entering the palace, the magnificent interior made the tomb raiders' eyes pop out. If they had not been concerned about being in someone else's territory, they would have started to sabotage it long ago.

Several people walked behind and whispered to each other.

"That's good. I'll go."

A tomb raider walked up to a golden crane and tapped it gently with his hand. The crisp sound echoed in the empty hall, forming a strong contrast.

"Pure gold? It must weigh several dozen kilograms, right?"

The other man's eyes were almost glowing green. There were dozens of kilograms of gold. Even though they had been robbing tombs for so long, they had never seen such waste.

"And this jade cat is made of top-grade Hetian jade from the Western Regions, and this cat's eye is made of top-grade cat's eye stone."

"This, this is a hollow ornament carved out of a whole piece of ivory. There are also a few ivory stones inside that can roll! This work of art is not cheaper than gold, right?"

Just when everyone was immersed in the magnificence of the palace, Xiahou Dun coughed lightly, which brought everyone back to their senses and they hurriedly followed Xiahou Dun.

Xiahou Dun was also a little puzzled. Why were they so rich, but still thinking about the trifles of mercenaries?
As if seeing Xiahou Dun's doubts, Six-Pearl Bodhisattva explained.

"Those were placed here by the kings."

"Then why do you still sell the army for money?"

"No, we're not selling it, and we're not doing it for money."

The Six-Pearl Bodhisattva suddenly stopped and turned to look at Xiahou Dun.

"We want to have a better place to live. For this goal, we can give everything. As for the silver you asked for, it is just the resettlement fee for the monks and soldiers. In addition, our royal family will also help you pay part of it."

After hearing this, Xiahou Dun understood that they were only fighting for a place suitable for survival. However, with their military strength, they could have destroyed any governor or vassal during the heyday of the Han Dynasty. It was not until now that they finally found the opportunity to get involved in the Central Plains.

Xiahou Dun looked down on them from the bottom of his heart, but now, they must rely on their strength to have the strength to fight. Liu Bei's development is too fast for them to cope.

As they walked into a huge door, they came to a circular palace. Except for the gate, the rest of the palace was divided into five colors: white, red, yellow, blue and green, representing five different regimes in the Western Regions. Among them, the yellow area in the middle was the largest, even larger than two of the other four combined. On the flag, there were two words written in the Western language, but Xiahou Dun did not recognize them.

There are more than a dozen seats under the flag, all of which are full of people. Except for the yellow one in the middle, there are also people from the other four colors sitting under the flag, but compared to the one in the middle, their number is really not enough.

At this time, the Six-Pearl Bodhisattva beside him began to use the Western language to communicate with the people in the palace, but Xiahou Dun could not understand anything. At this time, Xiahou Dun felt a little regretful. Why didn't he think of bringing a soldier who could speak the Western language.

They exchanged a few words and then reached a consensus. Liuzhu Bodhisattva walked to the opposite side of Xiahou Dun and stood opposite him.

"The kings agree with your idea. Fifty thousand monk soldiers and fifty thousand ordinary soldiers will be given a total of 1.1 million taels of silver." Hearing this number, Xiahou Dun's heart twitched. The tomb raiders have been wandering in the Thirteen States for more than half a year. During this period, they have dug up more than one emperor's tomb, and even the tombs of some Han princes could not escape their clutches. From so many tombs, they only gained a total of more than 3 million taels of silver and more than 400,000 taels of gold. You know, they were about to dig out all the tombs before they got these.

As a result, the other party directly asked for 1.1 million taels, which made Xiahou Dun really hard to accept.

"Round off the difference, one million taels."

The Six-Pearl Bodhisattva shook his head slightly.

"This is not something I can decide. I need to consult the king."

After the Six-Pearl Bodhisattva finished speaking, she turned around and continued to speak in the Western dialect. Soon, she turned around again.

"The kings agreed, and they said that if you are willing to give us the entire state of Yizhou, then we will provide you with more powerful assistance."

"I can't make the decision on this. I need to ask my lord first. Before that, if you are willing to provide greater assistance, I believe my lord will consider it."

I have to say that Xiahou Dun was quite smart. Although he couldn't make the decision himself, he was very good at using Cao Cao's influence to raise a banner. As for whether Cao Cao would give them Yizhou after the war, it had nothing to do with Xiahou Dun. After all, Xiahou Dun didn't promise to give it to them. He just said he would consider it.

The Six-Pearl Bodhisattva turned around again and began to speak in a gibberish voice. To Xiahou Dun's ears, it sounded no different from bird talk.

"Wangmen does not accept such conditions. If you want more support but don't want to take money, then please show your sincerity. We have already shown our sincerity."

Looking at the resolute attitude of the Six-Pearl Bodhisattva, Xiahou Dun raised his eyes and looked at the so-called kings sitting above.

"You have no other choice but to trust me! Besides, if the troops you provide are not enough and we cannot defeat the other princes in the Central Plains, then your half state is also nonsense!"

Liuzhu Bodhisattva obviously did not expect Xiahou Dun to speak directly. She was about to stop him, but was stopped by a man in the direction of the yellow flag. He seemed to have a higher status than the other kings because he sat above those kings.

"Messenger from the East, I am glad to meet you. I am the King of Shule."

After hearing this name, Xiahou Dun recalled what Cao Cao once said to him.

There were five major regimes in the Western Regions, namely Shanshan, Khotan, Yanqi, Qiuci, and Shule. Among them, the most powerful was Shule, which controlled eleven countries in the Western Regions. Another one that needs attention is Shanshan, because Loulan, Jingjue, and other relatively powerful countries all belonged to Shanshan.

These five regimes were divided into the southern and central Western Regions. The two major southern regimes composed of Shanshan and Khotan and the central regime composed of Shule, Kucha and Yanqi were constantly fighting with each other until the emergence of a king of Shule. The five regimes and more than 30 countries stopped killing.

Thinking of this, Xiahou Dun looked up at the King of Shule again and found that not only did he not have any domineering temperament, but even some of the princes had a stronger aura than him. In other words, this King of Shule was really too ordinary.

Xiahou Dun clasped his fists and bowed, which was a sign of respect for the King of Shule. After all, they were in the other party's territory and he needed help from him. It would not be good to be too strong.

"What you said just now is right, but why can we believe that your lord can definitely control the Central Plains?"

The King of Shule looked at Xiahou Dun expectantly. Xiahou Dun took his sword from the tomb-raiding lieutenant beside him without any hesitation and stepped forward.

"I am an ordinary general under the lord's command. Today I am here to challenge all the generals in the Western Region. Anyone can come!"

The talks were going well at first, but after Xiahou Dun and the King of Shule exchanged a few words, the situation suddenly became delicate. Xiahou Dun actually wanted to challenge all the generals on his own.

"Hahaha, great, as long as you can defeat all the warriors in our Western Region, we are willing to support you with all our strength!"

The scene before him was exactly what the King of Shule wanted. He had long wanted to see whether the generals in the Central Plains were still as strong as they were twenty years ago.

Everyone came to a martial arts arena on Mount Nalanda. Xiahou Dun was the first to stand on the arena, holding a unicorn-tooth broadsword, and looking around at everyone present. Soon, a warrior holding double whips rushed onto the arena. Just as he stood firm and was about to attack, he felt a flash of cold light, and a broadsword flew towards him quickly. He didn't even have a chance to dodge or block it, as the broadsword was placed on his neck.

He stepped down just after he came on stage. The general was taken down before he even had time to swing his whips.

Soon, a monk holding a white wax stick as tall as his eyebrows stepped onto the stage to challenge Xiahou Dun.

The key to the stick method is an explosive burst. After the monk stepped onto the stage, he immediately distanced himself from Xiahou Dun. At the same time, he leaned the stick against the sword with the head of the stick pressed down, assuming the entry-level stance of the stick method.

Seeing the opponent's waist and horse combined posture, Xiahou Dun couldn't help but become more alert. At the same time, he stepped forward with his right foot and pulled sideways with his left foot to confuse the opponent. At the same time, his right hand had already grasped the end of the hilt. As long as the opponent gave him a chance, Xiahou Dun could use a crescent-shaped chop to get rid of the opponent at any time.

Soon, the monk wielding the stick could no longer hold back, and he tapped the ground with the stick to gain momentum, launching himself into the air, using the most powerful stick-based killing move, the Nezha Trouble in the Sea style.

Looking at the flying monk, Xiahou Dun smiled evilly. He was just waiting for the other party to lose his patience first. He turned his right hand and slashed with his knife. The hard white wax stick broke instantly, and the broken part was extremely smooth. It was the result of being cut by Xiahou Dun's knife.

The monk looked at the half-broken wax stick and wanted to stab it with the sharp wooden spike in his hand, but Xiahou Dun's knife was faster than him and was across his chest.

"I lost."

The monk sighed, clasped his hands together, sang a prayer to Xiahou Dun, and left. Xiahou Dun stood in the center of the arena again, looking down on the crowd.

Later, several more people came on stage to challenge Xiahou Dun, but without exception, they were all defeated by Xiahou Dun, until a handsome young man in gorgeous clothes and holding a spear came on stage, with an expression of great significance that could not be concealed in his eyes.

"You use a gun, and I will fight you with a gun!"

Xiahou Dun laughed loudly, threw his Qilin Fang to the tomb raider beside him, and then took his Qilin Spear.

The two men stood still with their spears in hand. Xiahou Dun buckled the tail end of the spear around his waist. At the same time, he held the very end of the spear handle with his right hand and held half of the spear with his left hand, with the tip of the spear pointed upwards at the young man.

The young man was not to be outdone. He held the gun in reverse with the tip of his spear pointing downward, pressed down with one leg, and supported the gun with the other hand. The two men were already in a stance, and the young man was the first to lose his patience and stabbed out with his spear, attacking Xiahou Dun's shoulder. Xiahou Dun blocked it with the tip of his spear, but the young man's stab was just a feint. With the help of the reaction force of Xiahou Dun's gun blocking the attack, he turned around and stabbed Xiahou Dun with his spear.

Thanks to Xiahou Dun's years of martial arts training, his keen perception allowed him to dodge the bullet. Xiahou Dun looked at the young man in front of him with interest, and couldn't help but become interested. There was something interesting about that sudden attack just now.

(End of this chapter)