Looking at Chang'an Eight Thousand Miles Away, I Will Lead Anxi to the Tang Dynasty

During the thirteenth year of Tianbao in the Tang Dynasty, Chang'an's singing and dancing never stopped. But Qiuci, eight thousand miles away, was already covered with snow and wind. Retired engineer Gu Changfeng died suddenly in front of the Anxi Army Monument. When he opened his eyes again, he became a wounded captain in the Anxi Protectorate. He knew that Tongguan would be broken, Chang'an would fall, and the saint would be lucky. The consequence of all this is that Anxi and Beiting will become lonely armies thousands of miles away. The entire Western Region had severed administrative ties with the Central Plains Dynasty for more than 800 years. But Gu Changfeng is not prepared to let history repeat itself. There is no system, and there are no magic weapons descended from heaven. All he can rely on is the knowledge and experience of his previous life, and a group of Tang soldiers who don't know yet that they will be forgotten. They recalculated warehouse accounts, reorganized the army, dug canals for farming, and renovated beacons; they used trenches to block the cavalry, used grain roads to connect isolated cities, and used military systems and alliances to reunite the hearts of the Western Regions. After the fall of Chang'an, the world waited for the Tang Banner to fall, but what was waiting was an increasingly powerful Anxi army. Defending Qiuci, Khotan and Shule is just the beginning. He recovered the broken leaves, returned to Talas, crossed the Congling Mountains, and reestablished the Tang Dynasty capital in the old place of Tiaozhi and Persia, and ordered the countries west of the Congling Mountains to worship the Tang Dynasty Zhengshuo again. Chang'an cannot come for the time being, so Anxi will support the Tang Dynasty in the Western Regions. Let the Tang people living in foreign lands have a city to return to, a flag to recognize, and a Tang army behind them. In this life, the Tang Dynasty was no longer a lone army with white hair, but the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers on both sides of the Congling Ridge. Looking at Chang'an eight thousand miles away, I will lead Anxi to the Tang Dynasty.