Chapter 675: One Night of White Hair

The fifty-thousand-strong Liangzhou Army set out.

Qin Zhangfeng led the troops in person, arriving with great momentum.

How long had it been since Liangzhou last deployed troops? Ever since the last round of downsizing, the Liangzhou Army had remained in a state of combat readiness.

But people had not forgotten the fierce combat record of the Liangzhou Army.

The battle against the Xiongnu, the battle of Hanzhong, the battle against the Southern Barbarians... In any case, from beginning to end, wherever the Liangzhou Army pointed its blades, it had never met with defeat!

What kind of army was this?

An invincible army!

Therefore, even though there were only fifty thousand, they could still strike terror into the hearts of others!

Along this journey, every city the Liangzhou Army passed through would offer all sorts of hospitality and worship.

"Bringing food and drink to welcome the Royal Teacher!"

"Bringing food and drink to welcome the Royal Teacher!"

Whether it was Loulan or Yanqi, it was all the same.

Traveling further west, one reached the Kokand Khanate. This was a kingdom of the Uzbek people, which had also once enjoyed a period of glory in West Asia, yet it had always paid tribute to the Longyan Dynasty. Therefore, when the Liangzhou Army arrived, the Khan of this Kokand Khanate kept a very humble posture.

"Did you see that? Did you see that? This is our Liangzhou Army!"

The three hundred reserve generals, with an average age of only in their teens, were incomparably excited every time they saw this scene, and the pride in their hearts was beyond words.

Their eyes sparkled with excitement and pride.

This was the Liangzhou Army!

This was the Longyan Dynasty!

"Thank you, Khan!"

Qin Zhangfeng, neither humble nor pushy, accepted this cup of welcome wine.

Alimu laughed and said, "General Qin, we have already prepared everything for the soldiers; why not rest for a few more days?"

Qin Zhangfeng shook his head: "We must set off tomorrow; General Zheng's safety cannot be delayed for even a day."

Alimu knew this as well, so he was only being polite. But he immediately asked in a low voice: "General Qin, this time, are you really going to provoke..."

Fifty thousand troops, going to provoke the Putu Kingdom?

Although he knew the Liangzhou Army was very strong, but...

Qin Zhangfeng laughed, noncommittal.

Seeing Qin Zhangfeng's expression, Alimu reacted instantly and said with a wry smile: "Then I understand, but General Qin, do you know? Because of the arrival of your fifty thousand troops, those few countries over there are already sitting on pins and needles."

"Oh?"

Qin Zhangfeng looked surprised.

Alimu took a deep breath: "I heard that the Mughal Empire is getting a bit restless... A few days ago, Shah Jahan personally ordered one hundred thousand troops, wanting to take this opportunity to retake Putu Port!"

"What?"

Qin Zhangfeng's expression changed drastically.

In a large mountain in Putu.

"Chase!"

"Over here!"

"Don't let them get away!"

Under a large tree.

The two people covering their bodies with leaves did not even dare to breathe loudly.

When the sounds grew more distant, Zheng Yue Ru spat and asked in a low voice: "Are they gone?"

"Are they gone?"

Lian Guang could not be sure either.

Zheng Yue Ru turned over and began to breathe deeply.

Terrifying!

Too terrifying!

What on earth were these people doing!

Why were they only catching the two of them!

It was clearly targeted!

From the Ottoman Empire?

Right!

It must be them!

Never expected that the situation in the Putu Kingdom had become this complicated! This news must be sent back to Liangzhou immediately!

Fortunately.

These past few days, they had been hiding and fleeing in the mountains and forests, finding wild fruits to eat every day, which allowed them to keep their strength up and continue running...

However...

They discovered with despair that they were lost!

Yes.

They had originally intended to flee all the way to Kabul!

But as they ran, they lost their sense of direction!

How miserable!

When will this ever end!

"Are you all idiots?"

"Do you have no brains!"

Hamadi was so angry his head ached: "Drive them toward Kabul, toward Kabul! You made them get lost, do you even know that!"

A group of subordinates looked aggrieved.

"Leader, it was they themselves who got lost..."

"Yeah, you can't blame us!"

Hamadi was so angry his beard trembled: "If the funding is affected even a little because of this, you'll have hell to pay!"

Alright!

Drive toward Kabul!

Several people nodded in unison, calculating the route in their heads.

Regardless of how you put it...

This job is still a bit difficult!

"Did you leave some dry rations behind on purpose..."

"Left them, left them!"

"The fruit in the mountains is edible too!"

"Heh, Leader, you don't know, the camouflage techniques of those two are truly terrible! I almost stepped on them several times, luckily my reflexes were fast..."

A group of people burst into laughter.

Hamadi was also left between laughter and tears.

A lackey couldn't help but ask: "Leader, what exactly does that Longyan official want to do..."

Hamadi, while riding his horse, said indifferently: "This is called diplomatic maneuvering; you wouldn't understand even if I told you! Let me ask you, is that Omar chickening out?"

Everyone chuckled.

Isn't that the truth?

Not only did he chicken out, he even intends to wait for the Liangzhou Army with the etiquette of a vassal state.

Hamadi continued: "This is called coercive diplomacy. Only by making them chicken out can the official obtain more benefits! Only then can our funding be more plentiful, understand?"

"Leader, what the hell is coercive diplomacy?"

"Who cares what the hell it is! I invented this term, now get back to the chase!"

Hamadi roared.

"Yes!"

"Oh my, what is to be done, what is to be done!"

Omar's hair turned white overnight.

The fifty-thousand-strong Liangzhou Army was still on the way, and now more intelligence had arrived.

The Mughal Empire had taken an interest in Putu Port, which it had been eyeing covetously for a long time. It had already begun preparing troops and horses, intending to attack Putu Port! An army of one hundred thousand! An army of one hundred thousand!

If this war were to break out, it would definitely be a war of significant scale in the West Asia region.

However...

With the Liangzhou Army pressing down on the border, how could the Mughal, who had always been a sworn enemy, not have ideas?

Normal.

Too normal.

Deep down, Omar did not want to fight a war.

At present, he only wanted to enjoy himself, only wanted the country to be prosperous and the people at peace!

Because he knew that the treasury of the Putu Kingdom did not have much money left... The recent unrest along the Silk Road had caused the treasury to shrink drastically. If this great war were to start, the Putu Dynasty might not even be able to pay for military expenses!

But...

Putu Port was extremely important to the Putu Dynasty!

What to do?

What is to be done!

Oh my heavens, you damned Tata Organization, why did you go and provoke the Longyan people for no reason; isn't this dragging yourself into the water?

"Fifty thousand troops, reinforce Putu Port!"

However, things must be done, Omar gritted his teeth and shouted.

Putu Port was too important.

It already had thirty thousand garrison troops; adding another fifty thousand, they should be able to handle it, right?

But...

Once these fifty thousand troops went to reinforce Putu Port.

If the Liangzhou Army, in a fit of rage, really wanted to attack the city, what then?

It's worrying!

Worrying!

Omar felt that he had aged over a dozen years in these past few days.