Chapter 865: Jia Yuanjun is like this! - Ask for a subscription

In the early morning of the next day, Jia Huan bid farewell to Yi Junjie, who was on an envoy to Samarkand, and in the morning light, he was groaning by the river.

From Kuzhan to Samarkand, there are two roads: north and south. Generally speaking, the merchant brigade and the army took the flat northern road. The city of Jizzak, where the only remaining 10,000 Uzbek troops are located, is the northern province.

The southern province is close to the border between the river and Tocharo: the Bosi Mountains. Yi Junjie will not be in danger if he takes this road to Samarkand.

During this time, the campaign was busy, and he did not receive any letters from home. I haven't heard from Jinling's wives and concubines for almost three months.

However, in her letters, Wei Wei has been worried about Shi Yuhua's situation. Now, he will not disappoint his concubine.

And he himself did not want to see the fall of Shi Yuhua, who pursued art.

Yi Junjie's visit was the initial contact between the Zhou Dynasty and the Safavid Dynasty of the Persian Empire. He did not intend to capture Samarkand and go to war directly with the Persian army. The current military center of gravity of the Western Regions is not here.

After this, he will return east to the city of Naryn and start a military campaign against Broken Leaves.

The cold wind of early winter. On the plain of 200 miles between the city of Tuoxi and Kuzhanti, the woods in the villages are sparse, and the gray-yellow of winter replaces the gold of late autumn.

Loaded in a prisoner wagon, shackled, and following a team of about 300 people, the Khan slowly moved forward. They were only guarded by the lightly wounded troops of the Zhou army.

After a day's time, the captives arrived outside the city.

"Here we are." The Zhou army led by the general rode on the horse and said lazily, "Come down." Get down. ”

The Khan of Chingu got out of the prisoner's cart, handcuffed and handcuffed, and watched the battle raise the city in the north wind of the morning. The bitterness in my heart is indescribable

On that day, he came here as a victor, but now, he is a prisoner.

His beautiful concubine Ji Yadai is afraid that she has become Jia Huan's ban, right?

The city suffered considerable damage. After all, the Uzbek army and the Sogdian coalition had been in a stalemate here for months.

Jia Huan's residence and office are located in a largely intact mansion in the east of the city. In the morning, a handful of red sun shone on the eaves, and the clerks shuttled endlessly.

Jia Huan was in charge of the military and political power in Shule, Hezhong, and Tocharo. The population under his rule is nearly 10 million. There are many military and political affairs that come to him every day.

The hall of the main compound was changed to Jia Huan's office. Jia Huan had just finished meeting a nobleman from Ning Yuanguo, rested slightly, and saw a small official waiting in the hall, and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

The little official waved at the bottom of the hall and said, "Envoy, the Uzbek Chingu Khan has been escorted to the battle." He wanted to see the envoy. ”

Jia Huan nodded, "Okay." See you before lunch. ”

At noon, Jia Huan came out of the public house and went to the side courtyard at the side gate to see the Qingu Khan.

The Chingu Khan was imprisoned with several Uzbek nobles. Among them, there are his sons, brothers, nephews, etc. was chatting in frustration, when he heard the outside say, "The envoy is here." The heart lifted slightly.

Several relatives looked at the Chingu Khan, holding their breath, life and death depended on this meeting.

At this time, a servant came in and brought him out. When the Khan walked out of the chamber, he saw a young man in a stone blue robe standing in the courtyard. The body is slender and slightly emaciated. The appearance is young and ordinary.

However, the magnanimity is extraordinary. Wearing a Tang scarf on his head, a scribe's attire. Standing long, it has a stunning demeanor. Even if he didn't have the surrounding guardians, he felt that he could recognize it at a glance.

Jia Huan, Jia Envoy Jun!

The Qingu Khan "poofed", knelt on the ground, kowtowed, and said: "The little Khan is arrogant and arrogant, and his crimes against the Heavenly Empire are unforgivable. Please make the king guilty! Xiao Khan didn't dare to complain. I hope that in the next life, I will defend the land of the Kipchak Khanate for the upper state. ”

After saying this, Qingu Khan kowtowed vigorously to the ground. Knock knock. The heart is in the throat and the eyes. Waiting for Jia Huan's verdict.

Jia Huan looked at the "performance" of the Qingu Khan coldly, and said lightly: "That's all? ”

The Khan of Chingu was slightly stunned. I didn't think about how to answer Jia Huan's words for a while. Obviously, Jia Huan was not very satisfied with his statement.

Jia Huan smiled slightly and said, "Where the Zhou army's horse's hooves are stepping on, it is the Han land!" What do I want you to do with this wall grass? Cut him down and keep the food to waste! Send the head to Samarkand. ”

After Jia Huan finished speaking, he turned around and walked out.

From the courtyard behind him, the Khan of Chingu shouted, "Envoy, you can't kill me. I can't. Don't kill me, I surrender! I surrender to you. Killing prisoners is ominous! Jia Zhijun. ”

What the Chingu Khan shouted can be described as heartbreaking, sincere and sincere, and every sentence is true. But..., Jia Huan didn't stop.

If you want the Uzbek captives to be obedient, you must kill their nobles and leaders. These are the sources of trouble in the future!

Chop the grass without removing the roots, the spring breeze blows deeply!

The Chingu Khan was soon beheaded, along with more than a hundred Uzbek nobles. When the news came out, the Hu people in the surrounding area of Juzhanti were solemn.

Today, I know that Tang Anxi Festival makes it majestic!

Killing the Khan of the Hu tribe is like killing a sheep!

Jia Zhijun is like this!

When Jia Huan ordered the execution just now, Yang Dayan, the leader of his personal guards, was not around. It's someone else.

Jia Huan walked out of the side courtyard and led his soldiers on the road to the courtyard of the main house, where he would take a nap after lunch.

The winter midday sun is soft and warm. Jia Huan asked, "What about the big eyes?" ”

Yang Dayan won Jia Huan's trust. He is a native of Tiele, whose home is outside the city of Jialuguan, and he has been poor for generations. Because Jia Huan killed the powerful in the Jialu Pavilion and all the fields, his family got nearly 100 acres of pasture and more than 50 sheep. His mother ordered his brother to join the Zhou army.

His brother died in the Battle of Shule. On the second draft, he signed up for the army. Leaving the old mother at home. was selected to be Jia Huan's side as a personal guard with bravery. Jia Huan changed his name to Yang Dayan. This is the name of a famous general of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Gao Zi, a close guard to Jia Huan, smiled and said, "Envoy, you'll find out later." "Squeeze your eyebrows. The expression is ambiguous - ambiguous.

Jia Huan scolded with a smile: "Gao Zizhong, what kind of expression do you have?" I ask you about it. ”

Gao Zizhong grimaced, "Hey, envoy, don't let me say it with big eyes." ”

After a few words of laughter, Jia Huan and his entourage went to the courtyard of the main house, Jia Huan went to the bedroom to eat, Yang had big eyes and a bulging belly, and helped Jia Huan open the door curtain in a serious manner.

Jia Huan saw a beautiful woman sitting inside. Dressed in a blue hufu, eight points of color, white skin and coquettish.

Jia Huan asked, "Big Eyes, what the hell are you doing?" "Don't look at this kid who is only sixteen years old. But in ancient times, sixteen was an age when you knew everything.

Yang said angrily: "Third master, when Brother Yi left, he also told me that he would help you find a beauty to wait for your daily life." This woman was Ziyadai, the favorite concubine of the Uzbek Khan. She is the most beautiful. I went out of my way to search for her. ”

Jia Huan suddenly couldn't cry or laugh. Let's just say that with a big-eyed and upright personality, it's not the material to do this kind of thing. It's still Lao Yi's pot. God knows how Lao Yi fooled this stupid boy?

He's also a man. But how can he accept this kind of good intentions? It hurts his reputation. He is not Genghis Khan. He was a civil official of the Zhou Dynasty. Besides, he wanted to live two more years. What if it's an assassin?

A woman's mind, don't guess.

Jia Huan waved his hand and said, "Okay." Take her down. She's at your disposal. I'm going to have lunch. ”

Yang Dayan was dumbfounded, and took a hot potato, "This..."

Jia Huan ignored him and did it to himself. Wait in the hallway. At this time, a small official came with a messenger, "Great joy, envoy." Judge Zhang routed the last 10,000 troops of the Uzbeks. ”

Jia Huan took the good news from the messenger and looked at the battle report on it. An indescribable emotion suddenly surged in my heart.

The Western Crusade is over!