Chapter 321 Tianxuan: Today, I will settle this account...

Oh oh oh!
When Tianxuan stepped out of Wuchannagahai's boudoir, although the shrill howling of the wind was still echoing in his ears, compared with when the sandstorm first started, the howling of the wind was much weaker now, and the shaking of the hull was also eased, no longer with the huge amplitude that seemed to overturn the mechanical sand boat.

[It seems that this sandstorm will be over in half an hour at most! ]

……

"it is finally over!"

"It was a close call. I was just a little bit away from being buried in the endless yellow sand."

"Thank God!"

……

After half an hour, the mechanical sand boat stopped swaying, and the sound of the quicksand hitting the hull disappeared when the ears fell on the ship's wall. The Qin army soldiers, who had been hiding in the cabin since the sandstorm hit, waiting for the power of nature to disappear, all felt relieved.

Mixed with excitement, joy, and excitement, chaotic words rang out from almost every mechanical sand boat. Along with the words, the Qin army soldiers who had been hiding in the mechanical sand boat for half a day left the cabin and returned to the deck. However, due to the influence of the sandstorm, the deck was covered with a layer of sand three inches high.

Looking down at the hull, it can be seen that all the sand boats have part of their hull buried in the yellow sand. These sand boats cannot sail again until the yellow sand accumulated on the ship and the sand covering the hull are cleared.

[Sure enough, this battle can no longer continue. ]

Tianxuan stood on the deck, pure and mysterious innate energy spread all over his body. Wherever his feet touched, the yellow sand within three feet around him was shaken away from the mechanical sand boat by Tianxuan as if he had encountered a natural enemy. The fine yellow sand danced in the sky, like a sand rain. Tianxuan stepped forward, keeping an eye on all directions and listening to all directions. Facing such a situation, he was helpless.

As soon as the thought came to his mind, Tianxuan's sharp gaze like a sword turned into the distance.

When Tianxuan looked over, the Western Regions coalition, who regarded the camels, known as the "ships of the desert", as a tool to save their lives, also stood up from the desert. Each of them was covered with yellow sand, and when they stood up from the endless yellow sand, fine sand sprinkled on themselves. Tianxuan looked over and saw that in a moment, thousands of Western Regions people had escaped from the sand.

"Save your life!"

"Brother, where are you?"

"Your Majesty!"

……

The first thing the Western Regions people who were lucky enough to survive the sandstorm did when they got up was to look around for traces of their comrades. However, not everyone could find the camels in time. Compared with those who saved their lives, there were more unlucky people who failed to run to the camels and were unfortunately buried and torn to pieces by the sandstorm.

The language of the Western Regions emanated from the mouths of these surviving people, exuding emotions such as ecstasy, pain, and sadness. As for the remains of the two sides, they have been buried by the endless yellow sand and are difficult to find.

Boom!

A sandstorm destroyed the morale. Besides, no one could guarantee whether the sandstorm was really over or just a halftime break. Soldiers of the Western Regions coalition army continued to stand up from the yellow sand. In about a cup of tea, about 7,000 to 8,000 Western Regions soldiers stood up from the desert.

As for the others, they were buried in the endless yellow sand and could never see the light of day again. On the Qin army side, although Tianxuan's sight only swept over the 34 surviving mechanical sand boats, he was sure that the number of soldiers under his command should not be less than 5,000. However, Tianxuan did not order a war, and just watched the Western Region coalition forces gather in the desert.

Boom! The 7,000 or so Western Regions coalition forces were still gathering again when suddenly, thunder roared from behind a huge sand dune. Amid the roar, endless yellow sand was lifted into the air. A ten-foot-long, stout beast that looked like a real dragon appeared in Tianxuan's sight, carrying a beautiful woman with a cold temperament, holding a gemstone scepter and wearing a cloak.

Loulan, High Priest!

"High Priest, this battle can no longer be fought."

Of the 7,000 or 8,000 surviving Western Regions coalition forces, at least 5,000 were golden-armored warriors from Loulan. The kings of the other 11 small Western Regions countries, including the King of Wugan, managed to save their lives, but their soldiers suffered heavy casualties. Therefore, when the high priest appeared beside the Western Regions coalition forces with the strange beast that looked like a real dragon, the Western Regions people seemed to have found their backbone and all turned their eyes to the high priest.

Standing on the flagship, Tianxuan saw his subordinates cleaning the yellow sand on the mechanical sand boat. He cast his eyes to the high priest a hundred feet away and added his power to the sound, turning it into rolling thunder:
"That's it, everyone withdraw your troops!"

"it is good!"

The high priest also understood that this battle could not be continued. As soon as Tianxuan's words came into her ears, the strongest woman in the Western Region spoke without hesitation.

"Everyone, I know that the reason you came to trouble me is not only because you were led by Loulan, the strongest country in the Western Regions, but also because you were frightened by my ruthless methods of slaughtering those small countries in the Western Regions, including Gumo, Jingjue, and Yutian." After setting the tone for a truce with the high priest, Tianxuan turned his eyes and cast his eyes on the kings of other small countries in the Western Regions, "But, I want to tell you that I have killed enough people during my visit to the Western Regions. You also realize how powerful my Great Qin is. I hereby declare that the account of today's battle will only be attributed to Loulan."

"As long as you are willing to serve the Great Qin, I will treat you the same way I treated Gumo, and I will forgive you for what happened!"

Words rolling like thunder came from Tianxuan's mouth and spread over a thousand feet in radius, full of temptation.

As Tianxuan said, the eleven small countries in the Western Regions, including Ronglu, Wugan, Pishan, Zihe, Xiye, and Wulei, clearly realized the strength of the Qin army through this battle. With only 10,000 soldiers, they almost defeated the coalition forces of the twelve countries in the Western Regions. The most terrifying thing was not the 10,000 soldiers that Tianxuan stayed in Gumo City, but that Tianxuan was just a feudal lord of the Great Qin Empire.

After hearing these words, the rulers of many small countries began to show signs of interest.

Ziliu!

The high priest was not far from these kings, and he saw the excitement on their faces. He was busy communicating with the strange beast under his feet in secret language. The strange beast received the signal from the high priest, and a scarlet tongue shot out, rolled up a half-exposed dead camel, and swallowed it in one gulp.

Gulu!

Seeing the beast eating, the kings all swallowed their saliva at the same time, thinking of the terrifying beast that was invulnerable to swords and guns, water and fire. Then, they shouted angrily:

"Mr. Wushuang, stop trying to sow discord!"

"Even if what you said is true, we are not interested in being dogs for the Qin people."

"Mr. Wushuang, we are not so ignorant of such a simple truth as the lips and teeth are cold when they are gone!"

……

The angry curses uttered in the elegant voices of the Central Plains seemed to show their determination to be irreconcilable with the Qin people, and seemed to be telling the high priest that they would definitely stand together with Loulan.

(End of this chapter)