The Fergana Basin, located between the Tien Shan Mountains and the Gisar-Alai Mountains, is 600 li long from east to west and 340 li wide from north to south. It is a fertile land with a population of millions, making it one of the most densely populated areas in the river. It is rich in good horses, cotton, and fruits.

The Dawan Kingdom of the Han Dynasty was here. The world-famous sweaty BMW is here. In the Tang Dynasty, it was Ning Yuanguo. When the Zhou Dynasty conquered Hezhong, it reverted to the Han name: Ningyuan Kingdom, which was a place of government. Place: Thirsty City.

There are a large number of nomadic peoples, mainly Kyrgyz, Sogdian, and Uzbek.

Winters in Ningyuan have always been warmer, higher than those in the surrounding areas. However, in late September, the people of the entire Ningyuan Kingdom, from the nobles to the common people, all felt a trace of winter!

Because, Jia Envoy Jun of the Zhou Empire is here!

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Sunset, crows. The thirsty city that had experienced the war was full of devastation.

Jia Huan, accompanied by Qian Huai, Hu Xiaosi, and Yang Dayan, arrived at Thirsty City with 500 personal guard cavalry. Zhang Sishui, who commanded the battle, had already led his troops to capture the city. The eastern part of the city wall has several openings in the city wall that have been blasted by artillery.

The autumn breeze is gentle. Blowing Jia Huan's robe, blowing on the young faces of the young people who were smoky on the battlefield. The Zhou army, in a queue, was clearing the battlefield, holding bayonets, escorting the prisoners.

The battle to bully the army of the nomads with an army of hot weapons is lackluster! Zhang Sishui led an army of 10,000, and the infantry and cavalry artillery coordinated to blast through the thirsty city and win the battle. The coordination between the various arms of the Zhou army is still difficult to say qualified, but compared to the time of Narun City, there has been progress.

Jia Huan was at the gap, standing still, slightly in reverie. He was followed by 500 elite guards. A big banner with the word "Jia" fluttered in the wind. Also, the smell of gunpowder, blood, and sweat wafted in.

It's a taste of the battlefield. For several months, Jia Huan has become accustomed to this atmosphere of war!

At this moment, he deeply understood and realized the artistic conception of the chairman's poem, and said softly: "The annual autumn wind is strong, not like spring, better than spring, and the frost of the river and the sky!" ”

On the side, Qian Huai slapped the horse with a smile and said: "Good words made by the third master!" It must be spread all over the world like 'rushing to the crown and being angry for a red face'. ”

Jia Huan smiled slightly, waved his hand and said, "You don't understand." Let's go, into town. "At that time, the chairman only stepped over the box gun, and he did not shoot a single shot in his life, and he was invincible all over the world. He admired it in his heart. Therefore, he did not wear a long sword at his waist.

The group walked in a circle. There were no large-scale street battles in the city, and the various buildings were more or less intact. The streets are lined up one after another. The Hu people of all tribes, who had come out of the city to work in exchange for rations, looked at the cavalry.

Jia Huan settled down in the city lord's mansion that night. At nine o'clock in the morning of the next day, he took dozens of people, including Zhang Sishui, Liu Yichen, and his staff, to the east gate of the city to greet and sacrifice the coffins of the 100 people of the Guo family caravan who were killed.

Yesterday, the three children of the Guo family, who were working beside him, went to find the remains of Guo Wei and others, and put them in coffins to be transported back to Dunhuang! Death in a foreign land, in the eyes of the Chinese, this is a very tragic thing!

The early winter sun shone on the east gate of the city, where more than 2,000 soldiers and thousands of people were waiting.

The Zhou army recaptured Ningyuan Kingdom, and of course the local heroes, wealthy businessmen, and celebrities wanted to come to the Zhou army and Jia Huan!

At about 9 o'clock in the morning, the team of 500 people transporting Guo Wei's coffin arrived slowly. The atmosphere was solemn. The children of the Guo family cried loudly, stepped forward and knelt down and said, "Envoy, I will transport the remains of my second uncle and my men today." ”

In the middle of the crowd, Jia Huan took the lead. The sacrificial table and music have been prepared. Jia Huan, dressed in black and wearing a white belt, stood in front of the sacrifice table, nodded lightly, and made a gesture to signal him to get up. He shouted again: "Bring people up!" ”

Several wolf-like soldiers of the Zhou army escorted an Uzbek general over. The man shouted. People who know Turkic can understand it. It was none other than Sevir, the general of the Uzbek Chingu Khan.

"Jia Zhijun spared his life. My Khan was originally the commander of the Zhou army. For the sake of my Khan, spare my life! ”

"Jia Envoy Jun, Jia Envoy Jun, you can't kill me, my Khan led tens of thousands of troops to fight in Ju Ti, and the two families are harmless and useless."

In the crowd, there were several nobles in Ning Yuanguo who wanted to ask for mercy. However, seeing Jia Huan's emaciated face with a resolute expression, he pressed the words in his throat back.

Jia Huan glanced at Sewell, who was struggling violently, and nodded to the knife hand who was shirtless, wrapped in a red belt, and holding a ghost-headed knife. He doesn't understand Turkic, and he doesn't need to listen to this person's nonsense!

"Poof---

A snow drill paddled through. Sewell's head hit the ground, blood spurting out of his neck cavity. There was silence. You can hear the pin dropping!

Several servants stepped forward, sprinkled lime powder, and enshrined Sewell's head on the sacrificial table.

Jia Huan took two steps forward, turned around, and looked around at everyone present: Zhou Jun armor, Ning Yuanguo nobles, etc., nearly 10,000 people! Said loudly: "Heaven is good, and all the puppets will take revenge!" Blood should be paid with blood!

The clans of the Western Regions, if they dare to kill one of the people of our Great Zhou, this official will repay him tenfold. Today, we welcome Guo Yuan's return, go to heaven and earth and inform, and show the Hu people and make clear orders. Don't be preemptive! ”

"Ahh

Outside the crowd, 1,000 Uzbek soldiers fell to the ground. Including more than 20 guards who participated in the killing of Guo Wei that day. Honor Jia Huan's words just now! Ten times more!

At the gate of the city, several nobles of Ning Yuanguo were already colorless. They had followed the wealthy Sogdian merchant Alibov and the Zhou people, who had fled to Kuzhanti. thought that Zhou Jun was still far away. However, now, the Zhou army has entered the river.

Jia Huan pursed his lips lightly, and said in a heavy voice: "Start the sacrifice!" ”

Jia Huan stepped aside after putting incense, and Liu Yichen presided over the sacrifice on his behalf. One by one, celebrities and eunuchs came to offer incense. Incense and candles are lit, paper money is turned to ashes, music is played, and there is great mourning.

At this moment, the guilt in Jia Huan's heart was only slightly reduced. If he hadn't wanted to know the news of Yuhua in Samarkand, Guo Wei and the others would not have died! He waited a little longer, and then sent a messenger to Samarkand, and it would be much easier to return.

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Fight for it.

400 miles out of Ningyuan country, it is the main water and land in the river. In late September, the transportation hub was in the aftermath of the war.

Within a radius of several dozen miles, 50,000 Uzbek troops and 30,000 Sogdian allied troops were in a stalemate here for several months, which finally ended with the victory of the Chingu Khan. Kalimi, the governor of the Persian Empire, escaped with only a few thousand men.

On a cold winter night, bonfires are blazing in the camps outside the city. More than 100,000 Uzbeks sang and danced. As a logistical veteran, cattle and sheep arrived from Tuoxi City after the victory of the Chingu Khan.

The wealthy Sogdian merchant Alibov was at the great bonfire of the Chingu Khan, and he brought the latest news: the city of Thirsty was lost. Nevertheless, the Khan of Chingu decided to hold a bonfire to celebrate his victory.

Taking a sip of mare's milk wine, Aripov lowered his head, his eyes twinkling. He was thinking about the young man who was in Gumo City that day and he was discussing the Silk Road. Who would have thought that a few months later, this young man would chase him like a lost dog?