In the gloomy embarrassment, the lone star is unknown. The long night has come again. At night, the city of Shule is still prosperous.

With the order of Shule Jinglu to send Jia Huan's troops, all preparations for the expedition in the city are in full swing.

In the study of the mansion, the lights were blazing, and Jia Huan was in front of the desk, writing letters with a wolf pen. A cup of hot tea has cooled.

It's been about 13 years since I came here! Counting the experience of more than 30 years in his previous life, he has forty or fifty years of experience. However, how does he feel about the Jiedu side, with millions of lives on his shoulders?

And tomorrow he will march with an army of 20,000 men: to the north to attack the city of Naryn of the Turgish.

In his previous life, he was just a business manager, knew some management knowledge, and had insight and knowledge beyond this era for hundreds of years, but he was still a layman when it came to military affairs.

This was not what he was worried about. He will recall Shen Qian from Tocharo. However, the famous player has also lost in a hundred battles, and he wonders if he will win this time?

His emotions were stirring in his heart at the moment: he was injured by Guo Wei's death, worried about the situation in Beiting, and the anger against the enemy!

What a sense of powerlessness that is!

Hearing that Baye Gu Xiaode slaughtered the city, this person was still jumping around in the north courtyard; Listening to Yuhua being coveted and trapped in Samarkand; Looking at the killing of Guo Wei in the letter, how arrogant the Uzbeks are!

When can it: Zhuang is hungry for Hulu meat, laughing and thirsty for Hun blood?

At the same time, he has too many ambitions in Shule that he has not yet developed, and too many things that have not been launched and promoted. For one term of office, for the benefit of one party. And edification! However, time is pressing! He's on an expedition!

How can this complicated, obscure, and stalemate situation be swept away?

After Jia Huan finished writing letters to Shen Qian and Pang Ze, before replying to the letter of the Governor of Qi, he wrote and confided in his wife Baochai, who was far away in Jinling.

He came to this era, and on the eve of his upcoming expedition, he would still think of the beautiful and peerless women who were engraved in his life. He must return to Jinling alive. They were watching and waiting for him.

"Sister, Guo Wei's matter, I sigh in my heart, and I always think of a poem: A glass of wine in the spring breeze of peach and plum, and ten years of night rain in the rivers and lakes..."

Jia Huan's pen is flowing, and the handwriting is formed.

The maid Xiaoqing came in from outside the door with a teapot, added water and charcoal to Jia Huan, and said softly: "Third master, it's late at night, you should rest." Ming'er has to get up early. ”

Jia Huan looked at the soft maid and said gently: "Xiaoqing, you can sleep first." My letter is not finished yet. ”

Sending the beautiful maid away, Jia Huan made a decision in his heart.

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The morning light came through the window, and after the light rain, it was even colder and more bitter in Shule City.

In front of the mirror, Xiaoqing served Jia Huan in his official uniform, tied the jade belt that symbolized his status, and said softly: "Third master, the luggage is all sorted out." Give it to Qian Huai and load them into the carriage. It is inconvenient for the maid to go out, so I wish the third master a victorious return as soon as possible. ”

Jia Huan nodded lightly, bowed to Xiao Qing, and said, "I left a letter for you on the desk." When I'm gone, you can take it apart. ”

These words made Xiaoqing look up in astonishment.

Jia Huan smiled and didn't explain. Walked out of the quarters. Qian Huai was waiting outside the Hanging Flower Gate, followed up, and walked to the front of the mansion.

He came to the Western Regions and had Xiaoqing by his side to serve for a year. He didn't have the idea of taking her. Now that he is about to leave Shule, the fate of master and servant is over. It's not that he thinks Xiaoqing once disliked her as a beautiful concubine.

Intellectually, he couldn't give her any future. There are too many people in his family. And in terms of feelings, a beauty who gives what she wants, without spirit, for him, tastes the same as chewing wax.

In the second hall of the Shule Mansion, more than a dozen civil and military officials of Shule were all there, all wearing official uniforms, and when they saw Jia Huan coming in, they all bowed down and said, "I've seen Jia Envoy." ”

Jia Huan stretched out his hand and said, "I will leave Shule, you should be diligent in the king's affairs and perform your duties." ”

Shule's daily military and political affairs were entrusted to Xie Shen, Hu Nai, and Qin Hongtu. The big things are decided by him.

Xie Shen and the others said some words of blessing and sent Jia Huan and his party out of the palace.

Outside the gate of the mansion, Jia Huan's 100 personal soldiers were waiting outside the door, Jia Huan stepped on the stirrup, turned over on the horse, and arched his hand to everyone on horseback, "Drive!" ”

Qian Huai, Hu Xiaosi, Yang Dayan and others hurriedly drove their horses to follow.

In the eastern section of the main street of Shule City, 20,000 troops from the barracks were lining up in a neat queue with trumpets and drums, stepping out of Shule and heading for the battlefield.

Jia Huan sent an army of 50,000 to Tochar. Subsequently, Zhang Sishui was ordered to recruit 20,000 recruits. The population of the Shule area is about 2 million. At the ratio of 10 to 1 soldier, another 20,000 troops are completely within the scope of bearing.

Jia Huan raised 20,000 troops to the north this time, leaving 5,000 Dunhuang troops and 5,000 recruits to guard Shule.

The people outside the city of Shule watched the army constantly coming out of the city, like a stream, and then it merged into a river, and then it gathered into the sea. An army of 20,000 people, with fiery red cotton clothes and flags, reflected the entire grassland. Knives and guns are like a forest.

How can a man who has not yet castrated blood, when he sees this scene, he will feel his blood boiling and his pride suddenly born.

To conquer the man in bed, you can only call it a breed - a horse. The man who conquers the battlefield should be called a great husband!

Jia Huan, with his personal guards, gathered into this red sea and waved north!

He rode on horseback and took a look, Shule in autumn yellow tones, out of the Tianshan Pass.

Throughout the history of China, how many outstanding people have appeared on the battlefield and in the tide of majestic history? However, how many will be remembered? If it is not a big victory, it is not enough to leave a name in history! Non-victors are not enough to write history!

He dismissed the maids with the determination to die and sweep away the dust.

He won't go back to Shule!

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On August 18, after trekking hundreds of miles, Jia Huan led his army to conquer the city of Narun. The flames of war are burning in the area of Shattered Leaves!

Three thousand turk cavalry were vulnerable. Zhang Sishui took the new army, equipped with flintlock pistols, and took down the small city.

The evening sun shone on the low, blue-gray walls. Outside the plug in August, the weather is cold. The northern geese in the air are cut off.

A large number of Turgish people on the Zhenzhu River were shouting that they were being driven from their homes by the Zhou army. Jia Huan was in the former general's mansion in the city, presiding over the cleanup.

Jia Huan is not going to swell and use his new army of 20,000 people (rabble) to attack the Fengde Khan of Shattered Leaf City!

Here he will wait for Shen Qian to lead the Tocharian army. And to defend the city, it is necessary to clear out all the Turkish. Avoid the hypocrisy and intelligence leakage of Zhou Jun. He is not an executioner and will not slaughter cities.

Jia Huan was in the lobby, dealing with the affairs of the city, when a small official under Liu Yichen came with a merchant and said, "Envoy, this Turkish merchant claims to be a friend of the Guo family caravan leader Guo. ”

"Bring him in."

Jia Huan sat behind the bookcase and looked at a middle-aged man who had been brought in. Short and stout stature, with a large waist and round shoulders. With a fur hat.

"Do you know Guo Yuanwai?"

"I've seen Jia Yuanjun!" Kharchenko stroked his chest and replied, "Yes." I am deeply saddened by the murder of Brother Guo by the Uzbeks in the city of Thirsty Sai. I can also understand Jia Yuanjun's feelings, but this land in Naren City is our Tuqi Shi people, and Jia Yuanjun can't drive us away from our homes. This is not the work of the benevolent. ”

"Yours?" Jia Huantou glanced coldly,

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