The Kunzha tribe stayed at the site.

"Why haven't you sent troops to support me?"

A middle-aged soldier shouted loudly.

The official of the Dayuezhi in a simple official uniform said with a frown: "No one cares about these things above, and we have no choice. These arms were licensed some time ago. It would be useless to say these here."

"Phoa, a bunch of dog bastards."

After the officials left, some people couldn't help but spit out.

Originally, the court had a good support, but there was an accident, and now no one in the court has paid attention to these things.

As the people of the Kunzha tribe, they saw it and were anxious in their hearts. The tribe was attacked by everyone in Xixuya, and they were in danger. Maybe they would be captured at any time.

The family members ahead were waiting for them to return good news, but unfortunately, they could do nothing.

"Ba." One man sent a table fiercely and said, "No one cares about us, the queen doesn't show up, so no one cares about our affairs. I see, a disaster is coming."

"We cannot sit and wait for death, we must meet the queen."

"Bah, how else can I see you? The palace is only allowed to enter but not exit, and it is not something that ordinary people can enter."

The messengers of the Kunzha tribe were frowning and sat together, but no solution was found.

The meteorite incident happened so coincidental.

It's so coincidental that people can't guess.

"Da da da da da."

There was a hasty sound of horse hooves outside, and everyone looked up. Then a disheveled man ran in. His face was vicissitudes, exhausted, his mouth was cracked, and he said breathlessly: "Kunzha tribe...it's over."

After saying that, he fainted.

The words fell into everyone's ears, and they were shocked. Everyone was stunned and could not believe what they heard. They hurried forward, quickly shook the man, and said anxiously: "Wake up, what did you say?"

"Smacking"

The slap sounded, but unfortunately the man never woke up again.

Bang, a man staggered and broke the tea bowl. His eyes were dull and he murmured: "The Kunzha tribe is finished...... it's over!"

After saying that, he burst into tears.

Others also have different behaviors.

"Impossible, what he said was impossible. How could the Kunzha tribe end? There are obviously so many army."

One person sobbed, "It's too late for us to go back."

For a moment, crying sounds came one after another on the field.

The news flew out quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the whole city knew about it.

"impossible."

Anuti also stood up, revealing her deep disbelief. The Kunzha tribe was very good some time ago, but it was just a lack of people and strategic supplies. Why can't I resist it now? It's a bit too fast to lose.

However, I have to believe the facts in front of me. Do you suspect that they are fake?

“Things got even harder.”

The situation was urgent, and Anuti's mind became clearer. He quickly sent someone to find a rough map, stretched it out, and stared at the map tightly.

"As soon as the Kunzha tribe is lost, the Xixuya people can drive straight in, go east to threaten many big Xia city-states such as Lan's city, or cross the Guishui to cause harm to the Big Yueshi tribe."

As the roof was leaking, it rained all night, and Anuti's heart was filled with haze.

~~~~~~~

Another place, the east of the city.

Han envoy Zhang Qian and Ganfu were eating the pepper steak sent by Anuti with relish. There was a stove in the middle. They were wearing loose big shirts, which seemed to be bare and exposed.

"Your sworn brother is extraordinary."

Ganfu sighed.

"It's a pity that there are too many things that I can't believe that there are such people in the world if I didn't see them with my own eyes."

Ganfu exclaimed again, impressed by Anuti's talent, which had almost become Ganfu's catchphrase. It was really that Anuti shocked him too much.

First of all, being able to speak Chinese is enough to make him look up to it, not to mention that the customs of other countries can be expressed in two or three points, and some of the situations in the Han Dynasty were also involved.

For the first time, he created a set of simplified Chinese characters and pinyin, which was a killer weapon and immediately suppressed Ganfu.

Punctuation marks, and various cooking delicacies.

All the things combined make Ganfu feel that General Lang recognized this brother and did not count as burying his identity.

Zhang Qian also showed a slight joy, and his eyes were not wrong.

He grabbed the naan and took a bite, which had a sweet taste and a sesame smell on it.

He signaled to Ganfu: "Don't underestimate this thing. After you go back, you can recommend it as our Han army ration. It not only lasts for a long time, but also makes you feel full after eating a little bit. It is really a good thing to serve as a military meal."

Naan is delicious when it is hot.

When it gets cold, people can eat it, especially when marinated meat is added. The combination of the two is the military ration of the Han Dynasty.

Ganfu nodded: "Looking back, most of our gains in the Great Yuezhi came from Prince Anuti, he is really our lucky star."

Zhang Qian: "It's a pity that he is a native of the Great Yuezhi, otherwise I would recommend an official position to him in front of His Majesty."

Zhang Qian picked up a piece of beef, and the beef was still shiny, fat but not greasy. At this time, the beef was really good beef.

After taking a bite and wiping his mouth, Zhang Qian said, "It seems that a lot of things have happened outside, so let's take advantage of this time to sort out the materials."

Ganfu agreed, "Yes, General Lang, do you think it's really a meteorite from the sky?"

"The Year of the Zhu Secretary" records: "In the tenth year of Digui (1809 BC, Xia Dynasty), five stars were in a serene way, and the stars fell like rain at night."

"In the 17th year of Duke Xian of Qin (368 BC), Yujin of Liyang."

"These are all deeds recorded in ancient books. Whenever a meteorite falls from the sky, there will be strange phenomena. I see, the meteorite incidents falling from the sky are a bit exaggerated."

Zhang Qian analyzed.

Ganfu agreed, so he got up and brought the sheepskin for Zhang Qian. There were bamboos here, but later he thought about it. Sheepskin was light and easy to handle, much better than bamboo, but it was a bit bad. The handwriting on the sheepskin could not be erased, so he didn't want the bamboo strips to be cut off with a knife.

Zhang Qian picked it up, pondered for a moment, and then wrote: "There is a tribe in the Great Yuezhi, named Kunza, which was repeatedly invaded by the Xixuya people, so he went to the royal court for help... At that time, a meteorite fell from the sky and another assassin attacked him. The queen's condition was unknown..."

Zhang Qian was recording the current situation of the Great Yuezhi, which has become his habit. He had to write down what happened on weekdays, customs and customs, and he would take a look at it in the future and recall memories.

Of course, it is separate from the records to be reported to the Han court, and it is of a private nature.

Ganfu served the fire and the two of them, writing, and became a beautiful picture.

However, it didn't last long, someone came outside.

Ganfu was curious and opened the door: "Who are you?"

A masked man dressed in black whispered: "I have important matters to discuss with the envoy."
Chapter completed!