Bu Sen pointed to Taxa's headless corpse, "Kill me, it means that there is no better way for the Han general... Just like him, if he can successfully poison the Han general, will he need to be killed? So if I kill him, it proves that I have reached the end of the road... The remaining road is for you to go... Go and do it, the Han people are probably coming soon..."

Smoky birds on the bonfire.

The chaotic night was finally over. The coalition forces in the Western Regions began to withdraw one after another in the middle of the night. When the sun rose the next day, when Tong Geroga knelt down in front of Busen and left with the last group of Western Regions, only Busen and monks were left among the wreckage.

When people saw humans retreat, they rushed to attend the "feast". These diners and humans intersected, as if no one could see anyone or stop anyone.

Bu Sen looked at the flying eagle that was hovering in the air and chirping, and also looked at the various predators who smelled blood and came from all directions, especially those vultures that rushed to the ground, and said slowly: "Please put away the eagle, the dog's head is withering... Be careful to hurt the eagle."

Behind Bu Sen, someone blew the eagle whistle, and the flying eagle hovering in the sky flew down like an arrow and landed on the man's shoulder.

Bu Sen smiled, with kindness on his face, pointed to the corpses on the ground, "Go and cut some of the meat for it..."

Seeing the monks feeding the eagle, Bu Sen then breathed a long sigh, got up, looked around, and bowed to the monks, proclaiming the Buddha's name, "I'll take one step first."

Everyone bowed down one after another.

Two or three other people, as Bu Sen's entourage, also bowed together, and then carried the box and the load carrying the load, followed Bu Sen, as if heading to Xihai City, not a guillotine, but a Wangxiangtai.
Chapter completed!