In the river, the third day of September.

The news about the Supreme Emperor Bintian of Bianjing City has not yet been heard. A large number of Song army and their vassals are still swallowing pieces of land like wolves and tigers under the leadership of Yue Fei, Yao Youzhong and other generals.

Although Mid-Autumn Festival has just passed, the sun in Central Asia has no longer had a trace of heat, and the cold air from the north has rapidly moved south. The weather suddenly became cold, and the wind in the wilderness made people tremble.

Ma Heimu was defeated.

Whether it is the flat wilderness or the solid city walls, the Xikara Khanate could not resist the rapid attacking Song army.

Ma Heimu Khan was defeated again and again, whether it was the Iqta cavalry, the city guards, or the Gulam guards that he had focused on recently, were vulnerable to the front of the Song army. So much so that he now lost even the capital of Sikara, Samoe (Samarkand).

The dejected Ma Heimu led the defeated generals to flee westward, where his uncle and Seljuk Sudan Sanjar were also there.

The cold wind went south from the north and blew across the yellow sand and Gobi Desert, and the sand and dust in the world flew all over the sky, and the sky became chaotic.

In the gray world, green flags were blown by the cold wind. The flags kept shaking with the wind, making continuous sounds of stumbles on cloth. A team was walking through the cold wind and yellow sand.

They were men and women, soldiers riding horses and wearing armor, and women covered in dust. No matter what their identities were in the past, everyone was listless and numb at this moment.

Raising your steps with difficulty, each step seemed extremely heavy.

As we walked, we would be exhausted in the crowd and fell to the ground, but the people around us would not take a look at each other.

Everything was so numb. Because they were used to this scene, from Samoa to the west, there was only one Puhua City (Bukhara) that allowed them to rest for a while, but within two days the cavalry of the Song army came to chase and kill.

Ma Heimu had no courage to resist, so they left Puhua City and continued to go west. They rushed along the long yellow sand, along the Amu River, towards the flower thorn model to the west.

Ma Heimu placed his last hope on Uncle Seljuk.

It was Sanjar who wrote a letter to the West Karakhine State in a crisis that he wanted him to persevere and then persist so as to gather troops to gain time for Seljuk.

Ma Heimu couldn't tell whether this was true or false, but he could only choose to believe it, right?

The Song army did not let them go easily. The nomadic cavalry and Gaochang cavalry have been hanging behind them like hungry wolves.

Therefore, the remnant Ma Heimu cannot relax at all. Even if people continue to fall in the team.

The horse Heimu, who was riding on the horse, looked at the staggering women and the listless figures of the soldiers, couldn't help but sigh, and endless sadness arose in his heart.

This is called the end of the world?

When destruction comes, anyone is so miserable.

Not to mention the families who followed the army, even the guards around Ma Heimu, all of them lost their former energy these days. If they weren't wearing armor, these people would be a bunch of beggars!

Defeated like a mountain of fall! That's all.

There was no food and clothing along the way. In order to fill their stomachs, these people plundered everyone they met along the way. They could fight to the death for a bag of food, a horse, or even a fish.

Now Ma Heimu and the others have been forced by helpless reality and are beyond recognition.

But even so, this cannot get everyone out of trouble.

Just one question about how to fill people's stomach makes him feel a headache.

"Salman, are you going to Rian ahead?"

As he looked into the distance, Ma Heimu asked to the guard beside him.

Listening to the Khan's question, Salman quickly replied, "Khan, it's only a hundred miles away."

That place is a big city on the left bank of the Amu River. Although the scale is not as large as Puhua City, it represents not only a Kyushu, but also the Seljuk Empire.

As if he was suddenly awakened, Ma Heimu prayed devoutly towards the holy land in the southwest direction, praying that the true God could bless them.

But in his heart, he had already had the answer.

Since the war just started, Ma Heimu has asked questions more than once. Will the True God really bless him? Now Ma Heimu can answer with certainty, and the True God Bird is not useful.

As a monarch on one side, under the temptation of power, Ma Heimu's heart was undevoted. And with the fall of Sikala, he became even more undevoted.

This cruel fact under the pressure of reality can really subvert a person's heart, especially for an already undevoted person, the impact cannot be resisted by faith that is completely unfaithful.

But in order to unite people's hearts, Ma Heimu needs to show himself more piously.

"God Khan, God will bless me. If it weren't for the blessing of the true God, how could we have traveled thousands of miles west of Samuel West? The Rian is ahead, which is the territory of the Seljuk Empire. No matter how arrogant the Song people were, they had to consider the consequences of the war with Seljuk. What's more, Rian, who had already sent people to, would have to take measures, and we might as well join the team they came to greet tomorrow."

"Silly fool." Ma Heimu laughed in his heart.

His uncle had already summoned the Gasenis and the Gurs, and had hooked up with Yelu Dashi on the Qincha prairie, mobilizing the Huashuzimo and his own strength with all his strength. It was obviously not for just a military parade.

After the Song army entered the Western Karakhtar Khanate, the war between the Seljuk Empire and the Song people was inevitable.

If he were a general from the Song Dynasty, it would be impossible for him to be outside the soldiers of Rian because of his concern for the Seljuks. But he could not deny that this was reasonable. Rian's guard was the stupidest person in the world, and he knew that he should send a team to welcome him as soon as possible.

Ma Heimu is Sanjar's nephew.

"I hope this is the case..."

...

Until evening, when a remaining earthen city appeared in front of Ma Heimu and the others, a warm cheer suddenly erupted from the team that drove from east to west.

When people looked at the cattle and sheep outside the city, even those families who seemed numb would all smile on their faces.

There are cows and sheep!

Have meat to eat!

"Khan, General Saifdin of Ryan sent people to deliver thousands of cattle and sheep!"

The guard who went to visit reported to Ma Heimu with excitement.

"Thousands of cattle and sheep are enough for us to let go of our stomachs and eat for two or three days. At that time, the team has arrived."
Chapter completed!