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After a long time, the singing in Xiliaoze slowly subsided, and Li Chengzhong gradually woke up from the singing. He asked in a low voice: "What song is this?"
Although Shanneng understood Khitan dialect, he was not proficient in it after all. At this moment, he shook his head and said: "Captain, I have never heard of it before."
Li Chengzhong turned around and waved to Salanna, who came over and listened to Li Chengzhong's inquiry and said: "This is "Purple Horse", a song about missing my hometown."
"What are you singing?"
"Tall trees on the top of mountains
The wind blows the leaves away
Travel thousands of miles
Why should we return to our old place?”
Li Chengzhong recited the lyrics silently, and the melodious and melodious yet desolate and tragic meaning hit his face, hitting people's hearts with indescribable bitterness.
As if he had understood Li Chengzhong's feelings, Salanna sighed: "It's like this on the grassland. It's always moving and moving. It's not easy to survive in peace and stability. Wandering and having no fixed place to live is still difficult.
If you think about it, the relatives of the tribe are often far away from their homeland. From then on, heaven and earth are far apart, and even they are no longer their own... and they don't know who they are..."
In fact, even Salanna could not understand Li Chengzhong's own feelings. No one in the world could know his thoughts. After listening to the meaning of the song, he immediately felt that he was not a leaf on the high mountain, drifting with the wind.
After traveling thousands of miles, no, traveling for a thousand years, I just don’t know when I will be able to return to my ‘hometown’?
Standing behind Li Chengzhong is a group of professional soldiers, and they are professional soldiers from the lowest level. In addition to professional soldiers, they are the leaders of various grassland ministries. No one is as "sentimental" as Li Chengzhong. It seems that only Salanna has a higher cultural level.
A little noble Cuomo can be more "understanding".
At this time, the melodious and melodious sound of the huqin sounded again in West Liaoze. The leather drum was also beating. The rhythm was obviously much more cheerful than at the beginning. Standing on the east mountain, you can clearly see the music in West Liaoze.
The Khitan people are lively and lively, some are dancing, some are wrestling, some are drinking wine...
Looking at this happy scene, Li Chengzhong was silent for a long time, and finally sighed softly: "It's really carefree...or is it the madness before despair?" In a flash of thought, Li Chengzhong overturned his past feelings.
Decide.
Will the painful disaster of the grassland peoples crushing the civilization of the Central Plains for hundreds of years really happen again?
Is it really necessary to completely eradicate the Khitan clan?
Now that I am here, I will not let this happen. This is the realization of a time traveler, and it is also the unshirkable responsibility of a time traveler!
If history is still like that time and space a hundred years from now, then the problem can only be blamed on the Central Plains civilization itself; if there is a problem with the Central Plains itself, then if there is no Khitan, there will be other tribes!
But at least, the culture and inheritance of the Khitan in front of us should and must be passed down. In the future, when fifty-six flowers bloom together on the land of China. Isn’t this kind of culture and inheritance one of the important features of Chinese civilization?
How could I destroy it with my own hands?
Only when you are confident can you be tolerant, and when you are tolerant, your ancestors could not have said it better. Of course, the key point that needs to be clearly distinguished is that this kind of tolerance should be led by me! Since people from Bohai, Silla, and Xi,
The Shiwei people are now part of the Tang people, shouldn't the tens of thousands of Khitan people in front of them be the same?
After getting rid of the worries and entanglements in his heart, Li Chengzhong smiled and turned around and said: "I want to go down to attend the Tao Lihua Conference..."
…
On the widest passage to the north of Western Liaoze, countless vehicles were piled up here to form a thick fence. In front of it were a messy deer stockade and horse ropes to block the attack of the Yingzhou army.
However, this level of defense system, in the eyes of the Yingzhou Army's staff, could never last for half an hour. When Dongshan, the key point covering the defense line, was captured by the Yingzhou Army, this passage had become a "smooth road" for the army to attack. ”.
The annual Tao Lihua conference was interrupted by an uninvited guest named Li Chengzhong.
Li Chengzhong clasped his hands behind his back and stood proudly in the middle of the passage. Behind him were Zhou Xiaolang and ten personal guards. Zhou Xiaolang personally held a large flag with the flying characters "Li, the Governor of Yingzhou of the Tang Dynasty" embroidered on it. Shanneng He Huiyuan stood beside Li Chengzhong, waiting silently.
Opposite Li Chengzhong, in front of the fence, was the Khitan Khan Hende Jin. Next to him were Abaoji, Aping and more than a dozen elders and leaders from various ministers. More than a hundred Khitan warriors armed with weapons, bows and arrows, closely guarded him. Beside Hende Jin, Abaoji, and Aping, and behind the fence, more Khitan warriors were waiting in full formation.
A hundred steps away behind Li Chengzhong, the dark military column stood solemnly and solemnly, giving off a heavy sense of oppression in the night.
"I'm Li Chengzhong. I just saw your department having a party on Dongshan, so I wanted to join in." Li Chengzhong smiled.
"The rules on the grassland are that during the Tao Lihua Conference, all weapons and weapons must be stopped. Doesn't Governor Li know that?" Hende Jin had not paid attention to the matter for a long time, or he had not paid attention to it at all. He didn't know how to deal with Yingzhou on the opposite side. Someone came to negotiate, so it was Abaoji who answered. His body had not yet fully recovered, and there was a dullness and dryness in his voice that came from the bottom of his heart.
Li Chengzhong spread his hands and said, "I just said that I want to participate in your department's Tao Lihua Conference, but I didn't bring any weapons with me. I have no ill intentions, and I hope your department will not misunderstand."
Abaoji calmly asked again: "Captain Li, I don't want to tell you what you want, just tell me what you want." Faced with the commander-in-chief of the Tang Army who defeated him at Raoleshan, Abaoji wanted to rush forward and draw his sword immediately. , but reason told him that he must not be impulsive. Not to mention the sergeants waiting behind him, even if the other party really came alone, he would not dare to do anything to him.
Not only Abaoji himself, but also Aping, Hende Jin, and even most of the elders and leaders in the clan knew that although the current bad situation was brought about by the man in front of him, without this man suppressing the situation, , the group of guys in Buyeo City headed by Hua Ge will definitely bring disaster to themselves and the tribe.
Li Chengzhong blinked and smiled again: "In addition to attending the Tao Lihua Conference in your department, I also want to say a few words to everyone. Only a few of us will go in, are you still afraid?"
Abaoji was silent for a moment. Then he looked at the thick Yingzhou Army formation in the distance. He looked at each other. Aping nodded, so Abaoji whispered a few words to Hende Jin, and Hende Jin finally He spoke: "Please invite the Governor of the Tang Dynasty to come in."
Li Chengzhong smiled and stepped forward. Under the guidance of Hende Jin, Abaoji, and Aping, he crossed the fence and entered Western Liaoze. The dense Khitan crowd broke apart like water, constantly escaping the path forward, and constantly healing behind it.
Begging for a job and holding the banner behind him, at this moment, his heart was extremely excited and his mind was extremely heroic. This was like talking and laughing into the enemy camp. This was something that only happened in legends, but it really happened to him.
What happened to him was a life well spent! What touched him the most was Li Chengzhong's unreserved trust in him in this matter. How much courage did it take to surrender to him like this?
On the Khitan people!
The ten guards behind him were also extremely excited, and the palms holding the handle of the knife were already wet. "Ten warriors protect the master and break into the enemy camp"! As long as tonight passes, are you afraid that your name will not spread throughout Yingzhou?
Won’t it spread throughout the world?
Li Chengzhong walked along the way. He and Hende Jin, Abaoji, and Aping, who had a very gentle attitude, chatted about family matters and exchanged greetings. It was as if the two sides had never been hostile.
Hende Jinyi promised obediently, Abaoji kept taking deep breaths and sneering, and Aping nodded silently without saying a word. All the Khitan nobles, including them, were racking their brains to speculate.
Governor Li suddenly showed up. What did he want to do?
The stars are still twinkling, the snow is still white, and the bonfires are still red, but the singing and dancing crowds no longer have the joy they had at the beginning. People from all tribes are crowding here, and they look silently at Li Chengzhong who is standing on the car.
, various emotions came to my heart: numbness, unwillingness, hatred, anger, and confusion, but no matter what kind of mood, it finally turned into two words "expectation".
No one doesn't want to live, no matter how hard life is; no one wants to be someone else's slave, if there is still hope.
More people continue to flock here, including the tribal warriors who have received the news. They no longer care about the defense line they are stationed in. If the Yingzhou Army launches an attack at this time, they will not encounter any resistance.
Li Chengzhong nodded to Shanneng and Huiyuan, and the two began to translate Li Chengzhong's words into Khitan language one by one.
"I am Li Chengzhong, the governor of Yingzhou, the commander-in-chief of the army that is surrounding you outside!"
"My official position was given by the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, and I govern outside the customs on behalf of the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty!"
"So I have the power to decide everything outside the customs, including your lives!"
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In the empty western Liaoze and the solemn crowd, Li Chengzhong's words could spread far. He explained the power in his hands sentence by sentence, telling all the Khitan people that their destiny was completely in their own hands. Such domineering words made the Khitan nobles
Their faces turned bitter, but they found themselves unable to respond, so they had no choice but to let Li Chengzhong continue to spread such domineering words into the hearts of tens of thousands of people.
They didn't even stop Li Chengzhong from looking for an interpreter on the spot. Because as more and more people gathered, Shanneng and Huiyuan's voices could no longer achieve the effect, so Li Chengzhong picked out a few Khitan nobles on the spot and asked them to join Shanneng and Huiyuan.
, translate each of your words, and then send them out in unison.
"According to the rules on the grassland, I think you all know what will happen to the defeated!"
"...all the men who were taller than the chariot shaft were beheaded, and all the women and children were made slaves..."
"But, I heard a piece of music on Dongshan today, a piece called "Purple Horse"..."
"I also saw your cheerful dancing and heroic drinking fights, and your willingness to live..."
Having said this, Li Chengzhong paused. Many Khitan people already understood what Li Chengzhong was about to say. Their faces turned red and they stared at Li Chengzhong's mouth with anticipation, fearing that the governor of Yingzhou would stop talking.
"So I'm here. I'm not bringing a mighty army. What I'm bringing is my respect and sincerity!"
"I, Li Chengzhong, the governor of Datang Yingzhou, make an oath to you here: As long as you follow me from now on, never leave me, and swear loyalty to me, I will give you a way to live and let you live with dignity.
Don’t kill anyone, don’t let a woman or a child become someone else’s slave!”
The crying immediately spread, tears fell from countless pairs of eyes, and large areas of the Khitan people knelt on the ground. Some of them worshiped with sincere gratitude, and many more were paralyzed after their whole body was weak. Even the most powerful among many tribes
The brave warrior also threw away his sword and gun, and covered his face with his calloused hands, just to stop the tears from pouring out.
At this moment, the big flag in the palm of the beggar's hand was erected behind Li Chengzhong, awe-inspiring and inviolable. (To be continued.)