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Chapter 243 The Heavenly Soldier Is Myself

Forging correspondence, then pretending to be accidentally caught and eventually leaking the secret, is actually a rather clumsy strategy.

But Zhang Zhao never worried that the king and ministers of the Balihar Dynasty would not believe it, because this was an upright conspiracy.

The Balihar Dynasty and the Polo Dynasty have been fighting each other for hundreds of years, and the battle for Qunu City alone was fought three times. Apart from blood feud and sworn hatred, there are no other adjectives suitable to describe the relationship between the two parties.

Therefore, when the Balihar dynasty obtained these forged letters, they would not verify their authenticity at all.

Even if there is only one percent chance, the Balihar Dynasty must take it seriously.

Juer Khan Zhang Zhao had already made a great name in the land of Shahi Dynasty and entered Udabandapura in more than a month.

Even the Balihar Dynasty, whose national power was twice that of the Shahi Dynasty, could not ignore this fighting power.

So to eliminate the Polo Dynasty before Juer Khan completely controls the Shahi Dynasty, at least to force the Polo Dynasty to surrender, and then use the vast territory to fight with Juer Khan, this has become an inevitable choice.

What happened was just as Zhang Zhao had speculated. When King Krisila II of the Balihar Dynasty in Qunu City got the news, he did not verify the authenticity of the matter, but increased his speed.

Let these forged letters spread widely among the Kshatriya ministers and warriors. After quickly gaining support from above and below, they immediately began to prepare for war.

And when the king of the Pala dynasty, Rajyapala, learned about this incident, he could only curse a few words to the west, and then began to prepare for war with tears in his eyes, because he knew that there was no explanation for this incident at all.

In October, just after the Balihar Dynasty began to attack the Polo Dynasty, 3,500 plateau Tajiks who had traveled for three months finally reached the city of Udabandapura.

Zhang Zhao held a grand welcoming ceremony for them. There is no other place in Tianzhu, but the comfort of being a master here is definitely unique in the world.

Even if the Dalit wild vegetables mixed with couscous and peas at the bottom are not enough to eat, it is normal for the upper class to eat and drink in a big way.

Cao Yanmian's uncle is a very tall and handsome middle-aged man with fair skin and a plump face. His appearance is 60-70% similar to that of a Han Chinese.

But signs of mixed blood can already be seen, and the genes of the Serbian people are still very obvious, such as hair color and eye color have changed.

Historically, when Sanzang of the Tang Dynasty passed by this place, he recorded in the "Records of the Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty" that the royal family claimed to be of the Han Ritian race, and their appearance was the same as that of China, but the people under their rule had many beards.

It seems that in the two hundred years since the departure of the Tang Dynasty, the Tajik royal family on the plateau, which has lost its appearance advantage, has begun to intermarry on a large scale with the Eastern Iranians under their rule.

This is inevitable. When the Tang Dynasty was prosperous, Han, Ritian, and Chinese-looking ones would definitely be more popular.

Once the Tang Dynasty left, this advantage was no longer available. It was the best choice to settle down and at least have the same appearance as the people under his rule.

Zhang Zhao finally knew where Cao Yanmian's strange Chinese accent came from. This uncle spoke with such a strange accent.

When I speak certain words, I always feel vague, like having a stone in my mouth.

As soon as the two parties talked, it turned out that there was something wrong with this cheap uncle's ancestor, specifically his great-grandfather's source of learning Chinese.

The person who taught my great-grandfather Chinese was a garrison general who claimed his surname was Li, but no one around him recognized his surname.

As for why his surname was not Li, he didn't even say it himself? That's because the ancestors of General Li were rebels, so strictly speaking, they were not even Han Chinese.

General Li Zhen was actually a Khitan, and his ancestral brother was the leader of the Khitan Dahe clan who was angered by the Great Sage Zetian and ordered to change his name from Li Jinzhong to Li Jinmi.

This man and his brother-in-law, Sun Wanrong, rebelled in the first year of Long Live Tongtian (696), beating the great sage Zetian to disgrace and losing all face.

In the end, the Great Sage Zetian relied on the national power of the Tang Dynasty to put down the rebellion.

After the successive defeats of Li Jinzhong and Sun Wanrong, although General Li Zhen's ancestors were not executed, they were exiled to Anxi and finally settled in Congling Shouchou where there was an extreme shortage of Han people.

Well! The Chinese teacher of the Tajiks on the plateau is a Khitan rebel. He is really magical. No wonder his accent is so weird.

When the Congling garrison was abandoned and the entire Tang Dynasty retreated, except for the occasional appearance of a small number of Khotan Han traders, they even lost the external environment for speaking Chinese.

It has only been passed down from generation to generation by a small circle of a few hundred people. The accent is of course very strange, and some places are vague because they have forgotten the pronunciation.

However, Zhang Zhao is confused about something. Generally speaking, General Li Zhen, a Khitan rebel, shouldn't have much favorable impressions of the Tang Dynasty, right?

To be honest, the Han general guarding Congling should not be very gentle towards the local indigenous people.

Then... what is the purpose of these people to maintain a small circle within the Tang Dynasty that can speak Chinese to a certain extent two hundred years after the Tang Dynasty retreated?

The uncle glanced at Zhang Zhao sheepishly, and after hesitating for a few breaths, he put down the knife in his hand, with a look of reminiscence in his eyes.

"Replying to your Majesty, our group actually lived in Han Dynasty after Tubo captured Stone City.

My ancestors went to Dunhuang, Liangzhou, and finally Chang'an to worship. Even when they returned to their hometown, they were able to return home only after Gao Jieshuai, the military envoy of the four towns, drove away the Tibetan people.

During more than ten years of wandering, my ancestors saw the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty. When they talked about Chang'an, they only called it the kingdom of heaven on earth.

When the country was restored later, it was always unforgettable. In addition, we were born in the Han Dynasty, so from then on, we often called ourselves Tang'er.

Therefore, members of my royal family began to learn Tang's language, and firmly believed that although the Tang Dynasty left, it would come back one day. If any descendants could wait until that day, wouldn't glory and wealth be within their reach?"

After a few words, Zhang Zhao was silenced. He came from a later generation, and most mainland people no longer regarded Anxi and Hezhong as the territory of the Central Plains Dynasty. They were not included in the claims that Jin Ou was intact.

But in this era, since the Han Dynasty, whenever the Central Plains dynasty became powerful, it would control the Western Regions.

After he came to this era, he found that Anxi, the various races in the river, and the Han people who stayed there all believed that it was only a matter of time before the heavenly soldiers came from the east.

The descendants of Bugla Khan Saktu of the Kara Khanate, who was beaten by Zhang Zhao and even lost his queen, have always called themselves Taohuashi Khan. Apparently they believed that the land under his rule was Chinese soil, different from Persia.

But in fact, after the Tang Dynasty left, the Central Plains Dynasty was not able to return for eight or nine hundred years.

Thinking of this, Zhang Zhao let out a long sigh and looked at his Hanri Tianzhong uncle with a wry smile.

"If our ancestors had known about it, they would have been very disappointed today, right? Two hundred years later, the heavenly soldiers still have not advanced eastward!"

"Why did your Majesty say this?" Comrade Uncle looked at Zhang Zhao with wide eyes, "Haven't the heavenly soldiers already arrived?"

"Arrived? Where did the heavenly troops come from? Who sent them?" Zhang Zhao was shocked. Could it be that the Central Plains Dynasty sent troops more than a year after he left Khotan?

Has the timeline been disturbed? Or does anyone know that he bought a lot of land in Anxi and the river to pick peaches?

"Isn't this Heavenly Soldier a great king?" Uncle Hanri Tianzhong suddenly left the table. He bowed his hands solemnly and knelt down on one knee facing Zhang Zhao.

"The king came from the east. In three years he recovered Shule, Suiye and Ningyuan, expanded the territory thousands of miles away, made the Tang Dynasty more powerful, and now he is mentioning that the tiger and wolf troops are powerful in Tianzhu? Isn't this the heavenly soldiers coming from the east?"

The long-cherished wish of our ancestors back then was to wait until the heavenly soldiers came from the east, so that the people of our clan could live in glory and wealth. Now, I have been summoned by the king to govern four million people with only three thousand men. What a wealth!"

That's right! Damn it! Zhang Zhao slapped his thigh. He always thought that he came to Anxi, Hezhong and India to accumulate strength. He never thought that in the eyes of others, he was a heavenly soldier from the East!

At that time, Ban Dingyuan, Chen Pohu, and his ancestor Zhang Xiaosong did not bring many people. Instead, they relied on their own means and the prestige of the Central Plains court to accomplish the great feat of bringing heavenly troops from the east and pacifying Anxi and Hezhong.

At that time, Ban Dingyuan led thirty-six people, and Zhang Xiaosong even recruited troops of various ethnic groups on his own. Chen Tang, who had the largest number, did not have many real Han troops under his command. He also relied on edicts to recruit local troops of various ethnic groups. This is different from

Zhang Zhao came from Dunhuang, how similar he is!

He brought one hundred and seven men with him from Dunhuang. He first defeated the Zhongyun Kingdom, and then relied on the Khotan Jin Kingdom. In three and a half years, he conquered Anxi and Hezhong.

It turns out that the heavenly soldier is myself!

"After listening to my uncle's words, it suddenly dawned on me that the heavenly soldier Zhang Erlang had been waiting for was actually me, gentlemen!"

Zhang Zhao picked up the wine glass and toasted to the officers of the Fengtian Army and the Khotan Palace Guards who were all around to have a banquet.

"In the past three years, everyone has worked together and followed each other through life and death. In the future history, your names will be passed down to future generations! A certain Zhang Erlang congratulates all the heroes and warriors!"

"The last general is waiting to congratulate the king! The king is so powerful in Anxi and Hezhong that he is far superior to Ban Dingyuan and Chen Pohu!"

The atmosphere suddenly became lively. Chinese people, even if they are low-level warriors, are quite fanatical about leaving a name in history.

After a group of boasters praised each other for a long time, Zhang Zhao waved his hand to stop any further boasting.

He turned to look at his uncle Hanri Tianzhong on the ground. At this time, his uncle had not gotten up, and Zhang Zhao did not let him get up.

Because the conversation that follows is not between uncle and nephew, but between the monarch and his vassals.

"I don't know how my uncle will govern this Zhenyuan country?"

"I decided to lead the tribe to convert to Brahmanism, and a small number of the royal family will be Brahmins, and the rest of the royal family and brave men will be Kshatriyas. Half of them will rule the royal city, and the other half will be divided into towns.

At the same time, we will recruit the local Kshatriyas and make us equal to the local nobles, regardless of each other, and we will jointly govern the other castes in the country."

This is the most basic, and it is also the basic operation of an Indian strongman. There is nothing to say, and this is not what Zhang Zhao wants to hear, so the uncle still kneels on the ground.

"Before doing this, I would like to ask your Majesty to allocate a few people who are good at teaching Chinese. We, the race going south, must learn Chinese if we want to keep our status as Brahmins and Kshatriyas in the future.

Secondly, in the future, all the kings of Zhenyuan will be given marriages by the king. Finally, I dare the king to give my royal family a surname!"

Well! Zhang Zhao nodded, this is what he wanted.

Establishing an upper class in Tianzhu who can speak Chinese will serve as an outpost to unify the Central Plains in the future, constantly interfere in Tianzhu affairs, and enfeoff certain royal families here. This is the foundation for the existence of the Zhenyuan Kingdom.

"The royal family bestowed the surname Zhang on the basis of upholding etiquette and upholding righteousness, and the longevity of the country. It will be renewed every eight generations. Outside the royal family, the surname Zhang is not allowed, and the rest are free."

"I would like to ask your Majesty again to grant me a name!"

"My uncle's family has not forgotten the great dynasty for two hundred years. Their loyalty is commendable. I give my uncle the word "loyalty"!"

"My lord, Zhang Bingzhong, would like to thank the king for bestowing my name!"

It would sound like a fantasy to later generations that a nephew's son-in-law gave his uncle a surname and a first name, but at this time it was extremely normal, not to mention that Zhang Bingzhong was not even Zhang Zhao's uncle.

Now that the Zhenyuan Kingdom has fallen, all Zhang Zhao has to do is wait for the opportunity to penetrate the Ganges River Basin.


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