Chapter 376 Western Region Forces, Xiahou Dun Installed

"The Bodhisattva has told us that the distinguished guests will wait a moment. The Bodhisattva will be here soon."

The lama clasped his hands together and bowed to Xiahoudun. Xiahoudun responded with fists.

After sitting back, a dozen Mojin Colonels gathered next to Xiahou Dun. The other Mojin Colonels had already been sent out by Xiahou Dun on the way over. After all, the Western Regions are not as good as the Central Plains, and the tombs here are far away. Not as dangerous as the tombs in the Central Plains, Xiahou Dun would not let go of such a good opportunity.

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, Xiahou Dun finally saw the Bodhisattva they talked about. She was a dark-skinned nun with a gauze-covered face. Around her neck were six beads the size of a baby's fist.

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

Liuzhu Bodhisattva's voice was muffled and did not sound like a woman's at all, so Xiahou Dun didn't pay attention.

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

"How many soldiers do you need this time?"

"The more, the better. It's best to call all the soldiers from more than 30 countries under the five major political powers in your Western Region."

After hearing Xiahou Dun's words, 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 actually wants them all?

"We have more than 30 countries in the Western Region, with a total strength of more than 100,000. Twenty taels of silver per person is equivalent to two million taels. Moreover, you are responsible for the funds for the expedition and the military pay during the war. You have so much money. ?"

"Ah."

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

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

Xiahou Dun's attitude was very tough.

"Don't forget, you can still get half of the state after the war, which is about the same size as you and the entire Western Region combined. What else are you not satisfied with?!"

The powerful aura made Liuzhu Bodhisattva stagnant. After adjusting his breath, Liuzhu Bodhisattva continued to speak.

"We have a total of 50,000 monk soldiers, and the other 50,000 are ordinary soldiers, is that okay?"

"Can."

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

The Six-Jead Bodhisattva turned around and led the way for Xiahou Dun, followed closely by a dozen Mojin Colonels. A dozen people started climbing like this. When he came down, because the Six-Jead Bodhisattva was not wearing armor, his breath was calm, which was slightly better than Xiahou Dun's.

The Six-Jead Bodhisattva stood there without speaking, quietly waiting for Xiahou Dun to rest. It was not until Xiahou Dun and the Mojin captains regained their breath that the Six-Jead Bodhisattva stepped forward and continued to lead the way.

After coming up, Xiahou Dun discovered that there was such a large palace on the mountainside of Cailando Mountain. It was built on the cliff, shrouded in clouds and mist, like a fairyland.

After entering the palace, the splendid interior caught the eyes of the gold-touching captains. If they were not worried about being in other people's territory, they would have started to destroy it.

Several people walked behind and whispered to each other.

"Okay, I'll go."

A gold-touching captain walked up to a golden crane and tapped it lightly with his hand. The clear sound echoed in the empty hall, forming a strong contrast.

"Pure gold? It must weigh dozens of kilograms, right?"

The other person's eyes were almost glowing green. They had dozens of kilograms of gold. Even if they had been robbing tombs for so long, they had never seen such a squandering.

"Also, this jade cat is made from the finest Hetian jade from the Western Regions, and this cat's eye is even more of the best cat's eye stone."

"This, this is a hollow ornament carved from a whole piece of ivory, and there are a few ivory stones that can be rolled inside! This piece of art is not cheaper than gold."

Just when everyone was immersed in the magnificence of the palace, Xiahou Dun coughed lightly, which brought the thoughts of several people back, and they quickly followed Xiahou Dun.

Xiahou Dun was also a little puzzled, why were they so rich and still thinking about the three melons and two dates of mercenaries?

Seemingly sensing Xiahou Dun's doubts, Liuzhu Bodhisattva explained.

"Those were put here by the kings."

"Then why do you still sell your troops for money?"

"No, we are not selling, let alone for money."

Liuzhu 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 coins you ask for, they are just for the monks and soldiers, and the soldiers' settlement expenses. Moreover, our royal family also needs Post some for you.”

After hearing this, Xiahou Dun realized that they were just fighting for a place suitable for survival. It was just that with their strength, during the heyday of the Han Dynasty, if they randomly pulled out any state pastor, they could destroy any prince. Until now. , they finally found the opportunity and prepared to get involved in the Central Plains.

Xiahou Dun looked down on them from the bottom of his heart, but now, they had to rely on their strength to be able to fight. Liu Bei's development was too fast, and they were overwhelmed.

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

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

At this time, the Six-Jead Bodhisattva beside him began to use the language of the Western Regions to communicate with the people in the palace. Xiahou Dun could not understand anything. At this time, Xiahou Dun regretted that he had not thought of bringing a soldier who could speak the language of the Western Regions.

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

"The kings agree with you. Fifty thousand monk soldiers, fifty thousand ordinary soldiers, and a total of 1,100,000 taels of silver will suffice."

Hearing this number, Xiahou Dun's heart twitched fiercely. Captain Mo Jin had been traveling around the Thirteen States for more than half a year. In the past six months, they had dug more than one emperor's tomb, even the tombs of some Han Dynasty princes. None of them could escape their vicious hands. From so many tombs, they only harvested more than three million taels of silver and more than four hundred thousand taels of gold. You know, they were about to empty out all those tombs, and finally Got these.

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

"A small change, one million taels."

Liuzhu Bodhisattva shook his head slightly.

"This is not something I can decide. I need to ask the king for instructions."

After Liuzhu Bodhisattva finished speaking, she turned around and continued speaking in Western dialect. Soon, she turned around again.

"The kings agreed, and they said that if you are willing to give us all the land of Yizhou, then we will provide you with stronger help."

"I can't decide on this. I need to ask my lord. Before that, if you are willing to provide greater help, then I believe that the lord will consider it as appropriate."

I have to say that Xiahou Dun is still very smart. Although he can't make the decision, he is still very good at pulling Cao Cao's tiger skin to pull the banner. As for after the war is over, Cao Cao will give them Yizhou. , then it has nothing to do with Xiahou Dun. After all, Xiahou Dun did not promise to give it, he just said that he would consider it as appropriate.

Liuzhu Bodhisattva turned around again and started talking in a gibbering voice. In Xiahou Dun's ears, it was no different from the song of a bird.

"The King Clan 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 Six-Jead Bodhisattva, Xiahou Dun raised his eyes again and looked at the so-called kings sitting above.

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

Liuzhu Bodhisattva obviously did not expect that Xiahou Dun would speak directly. She was about to stop him, but was stopped by a man in the direction of the yellow flag who raised his hand. He seemed to have a higher status than the other kings because he was sitting on those kings' seats. above them.

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

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

There are five major political powers in the Western Region, namely Shanshan, Khotan, Yanqi, Qiuci, and Shule. Among them, the most powerful one is Shule, which controls eleven countries in the Western Region. There are other things that need to be noted. It is Shanshan, because Loulan, Jingjue, and these relatively powerful countries all belong to Shanshan.

These five regimes were further divided into the southern and central Western Regions. The two southern regimes composed of Shanshan and Khotan and the central regime composed of Shule, Qiuci and Yanqi continued to fight with each other until a king in Shule With the emergence of five regimes and more than thirty countries, the killings stopped.

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

Xiahou Dun cupped his fists and handed over his hands. This was a sign of respect for King Shule. After all, he was on the other side's territory, and he still wanted to ask for help. It would not be good to be too strong.

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

King Shule looked at Xiahou Dun expectantly. Without any hesitation, Xiahou Dun took his sword from Captain Jin's hand and took a step forward.

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

The conversation was going well at first, but as Xiahou Dun and King Shule exchanged a few words, the situation suddenly became subtle. Xiahou Dun actually wanted to single-handedly challenge all the generals.

"Hahaha, okay, as long as you can defeat all our warriors in the Western Region, then we are willing to fully support you!"

The scene in front of him just matched the wishes of King Shule. He had long wanted to see if the military 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 general holding a double whip 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 quickly. He didn't even have a chance to dodge or block it, and the broadsword was placed on his neck.

He got off the stage just after he got on. The general didn't even have time to swing his double whips before he was taken down.

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

The stick method emphasizes an explosion. After the monk stepped onto the arena, he immediately distanced himself from Xiahou Dun, and at the same time leaned the stick against the sword, with the stick head pressed down, posing the entry-level standing posture of the stick method.

Seeing the opponent's waist-horse posture, Xiahou Dun couldn't help but be more alert. At the same time, he stepped forward with his right foot and pulled his left foot horizontally. While confusing the opponent, his right hand had already grasped the end of the knife handle. As long as the opponent gave him a chance, Xiahou Dun could always use a full-moon chop to get rid of the opponent.

Soon, the monk holding the stick couldn't hold back any longer. He tapped the ground with the stick to gain leverage and flew into the air. The strongest killer move in the stick technique, Nezha's sea-making style.

Looking at the monk flying in the air, Xiahou Dun smiled evilly. He was just waiting for the opponent to lose his temper first. He turned his right hand and slashed with a knife. The hard white wax stick broke instantly. The break was extremely smooth. That was the result of Xiahou Dun's knife.

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

"I lost."

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

Several people came up 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 a look of meaning that could not be hidden.

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

Xiahou Dun laughed, threw his Kirin Fang to the tomb raider next to him, and then took his Kirin spear.

The two stood still with their spears, Xiahou Dun buckled the tail end of the spear with his waist as a buckle, and at the same time held the end of the spear handle with his right hand, and held the middle of the spear with his left hand, with the tip of the spear raised, pointing directly at the young man.

The young man was not to be outdone. He held the spear with the tip of his spear pointing downward, and held the spear with his other hand. The two of them were already in a good position. The young man was the first to lose his temper 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 a feint. With the help of the reaction force of Xiahou Dun's spear blocking, he turned around and stabbed Xiahou Dun with his spear.

Thanks to Xiahou Dun's years of martial arts, his keen perception allowed him to dodge the spear. Xiahou Dun looked at the young man in front of him with interest, and couldn't help but become interested. The back-handed attack just now was something.