When Ling Chen's 300,000 troops began to set foot in Central Asia.
Aziz, on the way, died.
This is not a rare thing among nomadic peoples like them. In a khanate like them, there is no idea of respecting the emperor. What they emphasize is the law of the jungle. In their ideology, there is nothing orthodox. Genghis Khan
Descendants, that's it.
Whoever is stronger will go up.
It’s similar to the Africa in Liu Zheng’s previous life.
Military mutiny is a common occurrence.
Now, Braha is lost.
Although Aziz still has an army of 300,000 in his hands, it sounds huge and very intimidating. But in fact, in this situation of flanking attacks from both front and back, 300,000 is actually a burden.
There are so many people, do they need to eat?
The supply of food and grass has been cut off, and there will be no food in three days.
The more people there are, the more generals there are, and naturally the morale of the army cannot be united. Some people suggested that they should quickly fight back to Bukhara and then look for other options.
Some people suggested that we should just stop doing nothing and take a detour to the Kokand Khanate. After all, the Kokand Khanate sent a lot of troops this time and the country was empty.
But some people suggested that we might as well surrender.
A conflict of opinions.
Within two days Aziz was desperate.
Then, several generals discussed it and killed him together.
The Khan was beheaded, and soon the 300,000-strong army began to fall apart.
The occurrence of this incident also means that Bukhara, a great river country that once flourished for a period of time in Central Asia, has completely perished. The 300,000-strong army and the dozen or so generals below also began to lead their own
The brothers started wandering around the land of Central Asia.
Within a few days.
Ling Chen's army is coming.
The Western Region Construction Corps, carrying the majesty of Long Yan, became the protagonist of Central Asia after its arrival.
"Eat the pot of slurry to welcome the king's master!"
"Eat the pot of slurry to welcome the king's master!"
The big bosses from all the countries in Central Asia greeted Ling Chen's army in Bukhara.
On this day, no matter Omar, Alimu, the Savi dynasty or the representatives from the Mughals, everyone was very humble.
"It's over?"
This was Ling Chen's first words when he came to Central Asia.
He was dumbfounded.
Damn it!
I haven’t fought this battle yet!
Is this the end?
Have you started to eat pots of pulp to welcome the king's master?
Ah this?
A group of people looked at each other.
Otherwise, what else?
Qin Changfeng came over, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Master Ling, the situation in Central Asia is already clear. Now it's just up to you to take charge of the overall situation."
Bullshit!
Ling Chen almost wanted to curse.
He is here to fight, not to preside over the overall situation!
It's too late!
I am still a step too late!
Qin Changfeng and other Longyan generals were all holding back their laughter. Especially Zou Sheng, Zhai Shiqing and others who had just joined forces, they were secretly sizing up the Western Region Governor. There was no other reason. Ling Chen's character was so different in Liangzhou.
But he is quite famous, and he is simply a crazy radical. But in these years, under the suppression of Liu Zheng, he has been building the Western Region, and he really has no time to fight. Otherwise, Central Asia would have been his long ago.
...
After finally catching this opportunity this time, I naturally wanted to kill everyone... Unexpectedly, when he came, everything was already over.
"Master Ling, come all the way here, rest for a few days, rest for a few days..."
Omar was the most stubborn at this time, nodding and bowing.