Since the Murong Xianbei embarked on migration again, there have been differences between the two factions of advancing westward and southward. Although the land on both sides of the Guishui River is fertile, it is threatened by the pursuit of the Han army.

It will take no more than a generation of people to obtain the entire Western Regions Protectorate in the past, and they will completely eliminate all traces of Murong Xianbei.

"But, General, the order of King Yan, isn't we going back to the army?" said a general from Murong Xianbei.

Unlike those Western Region Hu people who were curly and blue-eyed, they were Murong Xianbei people who thought they had black eyes and tied their hair.

His standard appearance is the basis for him to speak here.

"Of course it's back!"

Murong Han glared at her eyes and said with some dissatisfaction.

"Where did I say that I won't go back to the army?"

"But, this place is thousands of miles away from Guishan City, and winter is about to begin. Without sufficient food and clothing to protect the cold, what can we get to survive the winter when we go back?"

Although Murong Han continued to obey his younger brother Murong Huang's orders, he was just superficial and made real decisions based on his own thoughts.

"General, the Sassanians to the west, have a land of thousands of miles. The monarchs of Kushan Nya and Kushan Sand all obeyed the orders of the Sassanian Persian king. If we kill the king of Kushan Nya now, it will definitely cause their revenge. Let's make some plans."

A subordinate of the Hu people from the Western Regions proposed to arrive.

"Sassanthemum? Can I scare me to retreat without fighting?"

Murong Han curled his lips and said indifferently.

Since entering the Western Regions for several years, Murong Han has become more and more confident in his military capabilities.

Starting from Cheshi people, to Wusun people, Hujie people, Kangju people, Dayuan people, and now Kushan people, the opponents they encountered along the way were not as good as the other one.

The tactical planning that had been carefully considered was nothing but unnecessary to deal with these Western countries that fought against the Five Slags.

Nowadays, these famous Sassanthemum Persia among the local Hu people in the Western Regions are mostly just an illusion of weak people.

"What is Sassanthemum? It's just a small country. We are a different unit of the Han Dynasty. Are you afraid that some barbarians will not succeed?" Murong Han waved his hand and said.

The battle between Murong Xianbei and Ran Liang and others was not only a battle in war, but also a battle between their respective backgrounds never stopped.

Ran Liang and others represented the backward grassland tribes. They all had no ideals and did not care about their identity.

The Murong Xianbei is different. He was originally very famous in Liaodong for advocating agriculture and respecting Confucianism. Now, even if he is wandering thousands of miles away, he has never forgotten these things.

Because the Han Dynasty's hundreds of years of reputation still exists in the hearts of the people in the Western Regions, Murong Xianbei began to show the concept of being a "partial part of the Han Dynasty".

They felt that their Han identity was only so obvious, and that there were definitely other people in the Western Regions Hu people.

"But King Sassanthesia has millions of troops and a land of thousands of miles. Once he gets angry, even the mountains and rivers will be shaken." The Hu man from the Western Region still persuaded him without giving up.

"Okay, don't be too verbose!"

Murong Han waved his hand and planned him roughly.

Just listen to him continue.

"I learned from the people of the jewel that the Kushans going south is a rich land with thousands of miles of fertile land, and continuing to move forward will make the richer and more powerful countries."

"There are not only sufficient food and grass, but also magnificent and prosperous cities and various rare treasures."

"For such a generous reward, you just need to go forward through the mountain pass called Kaiboer, which is almost within your reach. Are you really sure you want to withdraw your troops and return to Guishan City?"

Murong Han's words immediately made the generals in the tent hesitate.

If you return to Guishan City thousands of miles away, then when will you go south again to make a strategy, it will probably not be as easy as it is now.

In particular, they knew very well that leaders like the sages are not common.

Once they retreat, the Sassanians or Kushans who came in later will reconstruct their defense. "I learned from the mouths of those jealous people that the Kushans going south are rich places with fertile fields thousands of miles away, and continuing to move forward will make the richer and more powerful countries."

"There are not only sufficient food and grass, but also magnificent and prosperous cities and various rare treasures."

"For such a generous reward, you just need to go forward through the mountain pass called Kaiboer, which is almost within your reach. Are you really sure you want to withdraw your troops and return to Guishan City?"
Chapter completed!