The idea of the Indian military god Bhagira just now was art, and it was like an unrealistic fantasy, but in the end he turned into a piece of rag and fell under the city wall.
Zhao Congfang also took people down to see in person this reckless man who was attacking the city alone. He was already lying on the ground dying, swallowing blood. He had a smile full of unfulfilled ambition. He looked at the three people who came to see him. They must have been killed.
His actions just now shocked them. After seeing his courage and determination, they should know that among the Brahmins there are not only a group of monks chanting sutras, but also powerful heroes like him.
"What a pity for such a good armor. Did a donkey kick this man's head? Only six or seven people dare to attack the city."
"I don't know, he might be a brainless man."
"No, this seems to be what those Indians call the God of War."
When Bajila heard such a ridiculous conversation, the anger in her heart surged up, she coughed out a pool of blood, and tilted her head to the other side.
Zhao Congfang snorted maliciously and ordered to the people around him: "Since he is the military god who has been blown out, then take off his armor and hang it on the high tower of Qunu City Temple, so that the Brahmins and Brahmins in the city can
Let the Kshatriyas see what will happen if they go against the Tang army."
After a while, three or five Tang Army soldiers pulled the hemp rope hanging on the top of the tower and hung the corpse on the top of the tower like a flag.
The Brahmin elders of the temple came out of the temple hall and looked up. Frightened faces appeared on their faces. A military god who had been blessed by the god and was called Shiva's mortal avatar was finally wiped off.
He left the altar and turned into a bloated corpse.
The elder fell to the ground, his expression even more desperate, and he seemed to have aged many years in an instant.
Zhao Congfang walked up with a horizontal sword hanging on his waist, glanced at him, pointed at the body hanging on the top of the tower and asked with a smile: "You have been holding us steady for the past two days, just waiting for him to come. Now you have appointed the military god
You’re already here, don’t you feel relieved at all?”
The elder tried his best to distance himself from the fearful expression, shook his head with a fake smile and said: "No, not at all, he is just a mortal wearing golden armor. General, you are the god."
Zhao Congfang laughed happily and said: "It's too embarrassing to brag about it, but I like it."
He turned back to the entourage behind him and said: "Immediately send an official document to Dr. Li, saying that North India has been stabilized, and asking the doctor to mobilize people to take over."
More than half a month later, Li Siye's reply was sent. Zhao Congfang opened the envelope and took out the paper. It only said, "I will lead my troops to station in Qunu City for the time being and wait for me to return to Chang'an before making a decision."
Zhao Congfang's heart suddenly went cold. He waited for Li Siye to return to Chang'an to report to the emperor, and waited for the news to come to India again. A year and a half would have passed. He originally hoped that after this battle, Li Siye could replace him with Xiao Bolu.
, but now it’s good, I’m sending them further and further, and they’re all stationed at Qunu City in the west.”
But what else can we do now? We cannot disobey the military orders from above.
Dai Wang also received a letter from Li Siye. Li Siye ordered him to restart the post logistics in India. Why did he spend so much effort and fight so many battles? Isn't it just to turn northern India into a money-making machine?
Well. Anyway, things have become a big deal, so let’s make the stall bigger, organize more people and animals, and make back all the money lost in the past time.
Li Siye naturally wanted to take the main force of the Tang army to withdraw from Xiaobolu. This expedition had been out for more than six months and should have come to an end. He decided to return to Chang'an and find a way to ask the saint for a station in India.
The establishment of the army has grown so large that just relying on the original troops in the Anbeiting River has diluted the garrison strength in various places and cannot meet the current military tasks.
When he came here, he took the Tanju Ridge Pass in Xiaobolu. When he went back, he planned to walk through the Hindu Kush Mountains to learn about the topography and environment near India. The South Asian subcontinent was a golden treasure land. Since he was determined to take it,
It is operated as a logistics base, so it is natural to understand everything around it.
Feng Changqing seemed to have guessed something in his mind, but he was not sure, so he could only whisper around him and asked: "Doctor, although India is rich in products, it is too far away from our land of the Tang Dynasty. If we want to recruit the Han family
Most people will definitely not be willing to let my disciples come to garrison here, and the generals stationed here will definitely have complaints."
"Are you talking about Zhao Congfang?" Li Siye showed a meaningful smile: "Since we are stationed in Qunu City, India, it cannot be the same as other places. Anyone who is on duty in Qunu City can bring their family members over.
The general can also mobilize Indian Shudras to build a mansion for him."
"Then you really can't leave forever?"
"Of course, we can't lose this place once we have it."
They saw the undulating peaks of the Hindu Kush Mountains from a distance. The tops of the mountains were covered with white snow, and there was a cold sheath on the mountainside. To the west of the Hindu Kush Mountains was Mount Suleiman, with two peaks between them.
There are three open mountain passes, Khyber Pass and Bolun Pass. Sogdian merchants and Persian merchants entered India through this pass to purchase spices.
Li Siye led the team into the mountain pass and waved the troops to rest. He himself wanted to satisfy his leisurely mood of sightseeing in the mountains and rivers. Standing on the side peaks of the mountains, looking at the vast land under his feet, he sighed a lot: "The world is really a wonderful thing.
In the past, countless armies entered India through this mountain pass, bringing serious disasters to the South Asian subcontinent. These Indians only knew how to chant sutras and play with women, but they did not know that they only needed to build city walls and passes at these two mountain passes to conquer the South Asian subcontinent.
The invaders were blocked north of the Hindu Kush."
Feng Changqing nodded strangely: "Isn't this the construction of the Great Wall?"
"It can be understood this way, but this mountain pass is only a few dozen miles long, so how can it be connected with the Great Wall. Even if there are two city gates, the mountain pass can be sealed tightly. At that time, only 20,000 people will be needed
If you come to garrison it, you can easily resist hundreds of thousands of invaders."
He looked up at the clouds in the sky and said to the generals behind him: "You have all walked through this land. What do you think?"
How can anyone answer such a profound question? After all, there are only a few people who have gone to school, and even fewer people have done reading comprehension questions.
He had no choice but to talk awkwardly to himself: "Have you not seen the caste system? Look at those Shudras and Dalits who are oppressed and do not deserve to have names. They use their hard-earned money to support a bunch of blood-sucking Buddhists.
Dili and Brahmins are despised as non-human beings and animals. While low-caste people are enslaved by high-caste people, they can even take away their lives at will. Why is this?"
"I'm here to tell you, because they are the masters of this land. The Aryans crossed the mountain pass in front of you and invaded India, killed a group of indigenous people who dared to resist, and officially took over their control of this land. Because they
The skin color and appearance are very different from those of the indigenous people, which gave rise to a sense of superiority in appearance, which is why the cancer of the caste system was created to isolate the Aryans from the lowly slaves."
He looked back at everyone, his eyes full of hope: "Think about this, everyone must be educated from this negative example, and must always remain strong, tough, and tough, so as not to be defeated by a powerful enemy and become a
Slaves will not cause our future generations to suffer too much."
Feng Changqing also said with emotion: "During the Five Husbands' Rebellion in China, Yiguan traveled south and the northern kingdom fell. Although it did not lead to the destruction of the whole world, it was a catastrophe unprecedented in China. As soldiers, we must not let this happen again.