The army returned to the Persian capital, and after a day of marching and fighting, night turned to day.
Everyone was exhausted, and Belus arranged for Persians to take care of these Tang troops who had returned from victory.
But everyone was so exhausted that they fell asleep after running around all night.
Pei Xingjian took a bite of the cake and found that it was too hard to bite, so he put the cake into the pot and cooked it. Soon the cake turned into a sticky soup.
It's terrible to eat, but it's perfect for filling your stomach.
The thunderous snoring of Liang Jianfang and Xue Rengui could be heard in his ears. Pei Xingjian didn't want to wake up hungry, as that would be an uncomfortable feeling.
After eating, Pei Xingjian tidied up. There were many things that needed to be prepared and summarized, but everyone fell asleep exhausted.
Wang Xuance was still biting the cake, but he was already lying down.
Pei Xingjian took the cake out of his mouth and fell asleep himself.
After sleeping until the next morning, Pei Xingjian was woken up by Belus.
"What's wrong?"
Pei Xingjian asked in a low voice.
Belus pointed outside and said, "Another Tang army has arrived."
Pei Xingjian glanced at Xue Rengui and Wang Xuance, who were sleeping on one side. They were still snoring loudly.
Belus said again: "Duhu Pei, it's still a little cold outside."
"Yes." Pei Xingjian put on his coat, put on his boots and went out of the house.
The wind and sand outside were so strong that it made it difficult to open one's eyes. The sand came with the wind and hit the face painfully.
Walking all the way to the bottom of the city wall, there were many Tang people resting here. These Tang people were all wearing Tang army armor, but all of them had strange faces. Everyone was drinking water and eating dry food. Apparently they had just arrived.
They all hid behind the house to avoid the wind and sand.
Zhang Shigui arranged for these people to rest and asked the Persians to vacate the house so that these soldiers could enter the house to rest.
Soon all the Persians living east of the royal capital moved to live across the street.
The rooms on the east side were occupied by people from the Tang Dynasty.
Pei Xingjian did not expect that so many Tang troops would come this time. Under the guidance of Belus, Pei Xingjian met Duan Zan.
Duan Zan was in a mud house, taking off his coat and shaking off the fine sand from his body.
"I've seen Pei Duhu." Duan Zan said with cupped hands.
"Brother Duan, I haven't seen you for a year."
Duan Zan took out the document and handed it over and said: "I have brought with me 30,000 troops from Guanzhong and 20,000 people from the Western Regions."
Pei Xingjian was looking at the paperwork and asked, "Why are there so many people here?"
"General Li Ji is training troops in the Hexi Corridor. Your Majesty intends to march westward, and many troops will be sent in the future."
Pei Xingjian followed Duan Zan to the outside of the capital city of Persia, where there were carts of grain and grass. The queue of grain and grass was very long, forming a queue of grain and grass stretching for five or six miles.
Although it was difficult in Persia, it was still possible to be self-sufficient.
Seeing so much food and grass, Pei Xingjian suddenly smiled and whispered: "It seems that we will not be short of food again in the future."
Duan Zan nodded and said: "Guanzhong has had a good harvest in the past two years. I have accumulated a lot of food and transported it to the Anxi Protectorate. There is too much food in the Western Regions to be eaten."
Duan Zan looks dark and thin, not really skinny, he just looks thin, but he has a lot of energy in his eyes.
Pei Xingjian scratched his head in annoyance and said: "There is not enough food in Persia now, and there is no shortage of food in Persia recently."
Duan Zan added: "Anyway, I have brought them all. If there is not enough food in the future, I will send more."
Pei Xingjian looked at the soldiers around him and said helplessly: "Please ask General Duan to arrange for everyone to rest. Your subordinates will arrange the rest."
The wind and sand that swept through Persia lasted for a day.
The next day, everyone regained their energy. In order to allow many generals of the Tang army to discuss matters, King Perus of Persia gave up his palace.
There were 50,000 Persians living in the Persian capital. These people cleaned the streets and washed the clothes of the Tang army. The Persians here prepared the logistics for the Tang army.
In the Persian palace, King Perus of Persia stood aside humbly and gave up his position to Pei Xingjian.
Along with Duan Zan came a young boy, his name was Li Xiaoyi, and he was a descendant of the clan.
Li Xiaoyi is now over seventeen years old. He feels uncomfortable sitting here, mainly because he is being stared at by Liang Jianfang and Zhang Shigui.
Duan Zan tried to smooth things over by saying, "Xiaoyi actually..."
Li Xiaoyi said solemnly: "I will not back down."
Liang Jianfang looked back and asked, "How many troops do we have now?"
Pei Xingjian still held the document sent by the Anxi Protectorate in his hand and replied: "The Guanzhong disciples have fifty thousand troops, six out of ten thousand Turks, eight thousand Uighurs, fifty thousand Persians, and thirty thousand Tubo...
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Following Pei Xingjian's words, everyone slowly realized that the current Persian capital was very complex, with more than 200,000 soldiers and horses crowded here.
Duan Zan added: "The general thought that he wanted to dispatch his troops."
Liang Jianfang nodded and said, "That's exactly what I meant."
There were people pouring wine in the capital of Persia, and many people came with food. There was enough food in the city, and there was a river to the east of the capital of Persia, so there would be no shortage of water.
Pei Xingjian hung up a huge map, "This is the map of Persia that we have mapped out over the past two years. The terrain to the west is all on the map. Three days ago we destroyed Omer's 160,000 troops.
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Looking at the crowd again, Pei Xingjian continued: "But we found that the cannibals will also learn our tactics, so in future wars, we cannot underestimate the cannibals."
After that, he drew several marching routes on the map, and Pei Xingjian continued: "I want to divide the troops and horses into six groups to fight back against the cannibals. In the past, we took the initiative to defend. This time, we built a city and set up garrison troops and garrison troops along the way.
Liangxiaocheng, advance step by step."
Listening to Pei Xingjian's story, a strategy to jointly fight against the cannibal slowly unfolded.
Pei Xingjian followed what he had learned in the Art of War, and moved forward before the soldiers and horses moved the food and fodder, and prepared places to store food along the six routes of soldiers and horses.
There was too much food sent from the Central Plains, enough to feed 200,000 soldiers and horses for more than half a month, not to mention that it would continue to be sent in the future, which gave Pei Xingjian enough room for trial and error.
"The Big Eaters are not as powerful as we expected, nor are they as stupid as we expected. They will learn our Central Plains style of play. They will learn something after every fight, and now they will guard against our firearms."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Liang Jianfang nodded heavily and said: "Dashi has at least 500,000 soldiers and horses. Khalid has 300,000 soldiers and horses in his hands, and they are entrenched in the territory of Dashi."
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According to Pei Xingjian's purpose, the army will march westward until it captures the bays on all sides, which is the Persian Gulf and is also the richest place.
The big cannibal was entrenched there. Pei Xingjian made a plan and everyone dispersed.
Groups of soldiers and horses left the Persian capital and followed the instructions to garrison various grain storage locations.
That night, neither Pei Xingjian nor Xue Rengui took any rest. They arranged for more than ten people to pull a cart of gold out of the basement and wrote a letter.
The person who transported this batch of gold was none other than General No. 1 of the Gaochang people.
This person is very loyal to the Marquis of Lishan County.
Pei Xingjian took a fancy to this aspect of the people of Gaochang, including the king of Gaochang, Adalan. This person might not obey the orders of the court, but he would definitely obey the instructions of the Marquis of Lishan County.
Among the gold, there was the county prince's share, as well as Pei Xingjian and Xue Rengui's share.
Pei Xingjian warned: "This letter must be delivered to the hands of the Marquis of Lishan County."
No. 1 replied: "I will eventually understand."
Listening to the other party claiming to be the last general, Pei Xingjian gave him another look of appreciation.
Xue Rengui gave some more instructions and watched Number One tie the camel to the car and pull away with the cartload of gold.
After a while, the team was submerged in the night.
Xue Rengui whispered: "Are we going back?"
Pei Xingjian nodded heavily and said: "The imperial court is preparing for the Western Expedition. More generals will come to Persia in the future. The day of their return is not far away."
Xue Rengui nodded and said: "Before you go back, you have to take enough credit. Then Wang Xuance destroyed Tianzhu by himself. Such a great achievement will make a certain family jealous."
"Brother Xue, don't worry, next time we will go and capture the cannibal's capital, and the whole army will set off in half a month."
"Here."
To the west of Persia, across the most important trade route in Central Asia, in the castle of Jerusalem, Musab angrily smashed everything in front of him, "Umar just lost like this? All 160,000 people were buried by the Tang army?"
The soldier who delivered the order fell to the ground, trembling in the face of Musab's wrath.
I heard that some of the Dashi people also collected Tang Dynasty articles and poems. At this moment, outside Jerusalem, groups of soldiers and horses broke into every house.
People were burned to death with fire.
Any articles or books about the Tang Dynasty cannot appear in Dashi.
Because more and more people from the Tang Dynasty went to Persia, Persians now are learning Eastern writing and poetry.
A trend has formed, and more and more Persians want to go to Chang'an City, that rich city, to pay their respects to the Khan.
Some people say that the East is like a paradise on earth, where there is endless food to eat and endless drinks to drink.
As long as you can enter Chang'an City, you will have no worries about food and clothing.
Chang'an City is like a holy land, and going to Chang'an City has become a dream in the hearts of many Westerners.
It is said that there is a mountain to the east of Chang'an City, and there is an immortal living on the mountain. With the guidance of this immortal, you can have endless treasures in your lifetime.
The immortal who lives in Lishan rarely enters the human world. As long as he comes down from the mountain, Tian Khan will go to see him.
He can bring auspiciousness, prosperity and wealth to the Tang Dynasty.
This is the story spread in the West.
Xuanzang didn't believe this story, and he didn't believe that Zhang Yang had become an immortal.
The monastery in Dunhuang was getting bigger and bigger, and many monks left the sandbank that day. They went to ask Tian Khan to let monk Xuanzang enter the pass this time.
It’s another autumn in Guanzhong.
Li Yue was pregnant again. She lost her appetite looking at the bland food in front of her, so she ended up eating plums and reading a book.
Zhang Yang came to the village entrance and saw No. 1, a Gaochang man from Persia. He brought a lot of cotton and three cartloads of gold.
Number One illustrates the current situation in Persia.
Zhang Yang asked: "What are your plans when you come back this time."
No. 1 whispered: "The general plans to return to Gaochang. Now Gaochang is more prosperous after the governance of the DPRK. By the end of next year, he will become the largest cotton merchant in Gaochang."
"Well, you go to Sifangguan in Chang'an City first. I can ask the Ministry of Rites to arrange a place for you. You can go to study and learn to read first."
"Here."
Zhang Yang patted his shoulder heavily and said, "You have suffered a lot these past two years."
"It's just that when the gold entered the customs, due to interrogation by the officers and soldiers, the general lied and claimed that it was the property of the county prince. It was only Cheng Chuliang, the son of General Cheng Yaojin, who helped to exonerate the gold that allowed it to enter the customs smoothly."
"Sending so much gold into Guanzhong naturally requires interrogation. I will remember this favor from the general's family."
"I will say goodbye."
"Why."
Number One has left, he needs to go to Sifangguan in Chang'an City to study first.
He will become the largest cotton merchant in Gaochang, because Lishan's demand for cotton is increasing. With Lishan as a purchaser, it will not be difficult for him to dominate Gaochang's cotton industry.
After the gold went into his warehouse, Zhang Yang moved a small stool, sat at the door of the warehouse, opened the letter and read it.
The letter was written by Pei Xingjian, and it contains the current situation in Persia and their recent wars.
Omer died, Pei Xingjian and Liang Jianfang destroyed 160,000 cannibals, and this military report also came into the hands of His Majesty.
Pei Xingjian and Xue Rengui also had their share of the gold, but there was no telling how much they would take.
Zhang Yang put away the letter and closed the door of the warehouse. He would wait until they came back to make plans. Lishan was not short of money and could give them all three carts of gold.
As for whether Pei Xingjian and Xue Rengui have other desires, that is another matter.
"Daddy!" Xiao An came riding a bear. This bear was Xiong Er. Xiong Er's body was not as big as Xiong Er's.
It is more than enough to carry my son.
"Dad, Xiong San is pregnant." Xin Xin'an said with her hands on her hips.
This little An has just turned two years old, and he is as lively as his elder sister.
Zhang Yang nodded and continued walking.
"Dad, the kid thinks it was Xiong Da who did this."
"Yeah?"
"Well, the child has long noticed that Xiong Da often sniffs Xiong San's anus."
Zhang Yang took a breath of cold air and said: "Your mother asked you to read more books with Aunt Sizi, so you go stare at Xiong Da and watch Xiong Da smell Xiong San's butt?"
Hearing this, Xin Xin'an turned around and said, "My child didn't want to see it."
"well……"
"Why did daddy sigh?"
Zhang Yang said calmly: "It's nothing."
Even if there is a litter of naughty children at home, there is also a litter of bears.
My daughter was raised by a bear, and she is very aware of his habits.
If the big bear caused Xiong San to become pregnant with the cub, it was probably because of her daughter’s permission.
Although his son Zhang Xin'an is also taken care of by Xiong Da, he is not so close to Xiong Da.
He bumped into Li Xiaogong on the way, Zhang Yang smiled and said: "Prince Hejian, how are you doing lately?"
Li Xiaogong chewed the pumpkin cake and said: "It's still the same."
Zhang Yang warned: "Eat less pumpkin pie. You always have trouble with bowel movements. You need to eat more whole grains."
"I understand." Li Xiaogong took another look at the kid, frowned and said, "This kid looks like his mother. Except for his eyes, which are like yours, his facial features are like his mother's, and he is a little less heroic."