Liu Fa was really dead. He died on this battlefield. He probably felt at ease and had no much concern. The only regret in his smile that Jiuquan said was that he did not explain to his son carefully before he died.

A raging fire broke out in the Dangxiang Camp in the north. A hundred thousand troops came and more than 40,000 people returned, but it still failed to break through the city.

Wei Mingrenming's heart was ashamed, but he was anxious and anxious. I don't know what the situation was like in Guazhou, more than two thousand miles away. I hope God will bless Guazhou as before.

As long as there is no problem with Guazhou, even if Lingzhou City cannot be defended, Wei Mingrenming and tens of thousands of soldiers will return to Guazhou. At least this Daxia can survive for a while and ask the Liao Kingdom to mediate. If you are lucky, the Song Dynasty will not launch an expedition, and the Daxia Kingdom will be protected and will never come east of the desert within a hundred years.

All wishes are good, but there is always a law in the world. The more you worry about something, the more you often happen.

In Guazhou City, weeping all night, even when the moon is in the third day of the year, there are still crying and crying everywhere.

On both sides of the street and in the corners of the courtyard, there are men who died tragically, mostly elderly people, children, and occasionally a few women.

There are naturally more living, but they are all tied up tightly.

This small city has been turned upside down. All gold, silver, copper, iron and jade have been loaded into the car frames in the city, and the horses have continued to enter the city and put them on one frame after another. There are so many frames of horses, and some precious silks are installed on the horse's back.

The four gates of Guazhou are closed, and this city has only sorrow.

In the main hall, Zheng Zhi and the generals had not fallen asleep, and there was still some wine in the hall.

Wine is rare in the Central Plains, and even Zhao Ji can't drink it and it is rare to taste it once. The light yellow transparent wine is different from the red wine that Zheng Zhi remembers. Zheng Zhi was also the first time he saw this color wine. In fact, the difference in color of grapes is related to the skin of grapes and grape seeds, that is, to the variety of grapes. The color of yellow wine naturally comes from yellow grapes.

The luminous cup of grape wine is "Liangzhou Ci". This poem is very suitable tonight. The luminous cup of grape wine wine is immediately urging you to drink the pipa. Don't laugh at me when you lie drunk on the battlefield. How many people have returned from war since ancient times.

The grapes and wine in your hand, the place where you are, and the things you do seem to be in this poem.

Going further west, thousands of miles of the Western Regions, this is the starting point.

Zheng Zhi did not drink too much, and the wine tasted a little sour and sweet. People in the world say that wine is high and superior, but Zheng Zhi couldn't drink it. The dominant position of all cultures is the influence of strength. No matter what people say that wine is good for the body, the so-called high and superior status of wine is naturally the influence of Western strength in essence.

The status of Moutai has become increasingly high recently, which is not the result of Chinese people praising it everywhere, but a natural change as their strength increases. The competitiveness of culture is ultimately the competitiveness of strength behind culture.

Just like during the Han and Tang dynasties, when they went west for thousands of miles, they were sought after by Han people. Zheng Zhi understood these principles and felt thrilling in his heart. He went here for thousands of miles and reappeared the might of the Han people.

Zheng Zhi put down his wine glass and said, "Go and bring Li Ganshun over."

Niu Da was right beside him, and most of the big and small things Zheng Zhi ordered were arranged by Niu Da.

Not long after, Li Ganshun was brought into the hall. At this time, Li Ganshun was obviously not as powerful as when he first met. He was tied up for a long time and his whole body was numb. He only felt that there was no comfortable place on his body, so he naturally looked painful. This pain was probably something that His Majesty the Emperor had never felt before.

Zheng Zhi waved his hand and the left and right soldiers stepped forward to loosen their ties.

Li Ganshun said nothing, barely supporting himself and sat on the ground. His eyes were mostly tired, with a little hatred and anger in his fatigue.

"Li Ganshun, I will take you back to Bianjing to meet the Emperor of the Song Dynasty tomorrow. If you cooperate more, you will be more comfortable along the way. You don't need to be tied up like this, and you can also be served by a carriage. What do you think?" Zheng Zhi didn't think much about it. Such an emperor would be a great achievement when he arrived in Tokyo. If this emperor cooperated on the road, there would be little trouble. Even if he encountered a large number of Dangxiang people, he could handle it easily.

When Li Ganshun heard this, he looked up at Zheng Zhi and said, "It is natural that there is nothing wrong with going to Bianjing to see his brother. Song Xia is a brother's country. He knows etiquette and righteousness, and he will not be embarrassed. All land, horses and sheep can be cedeed. As long as I protect me and return to Daxia, the benefits of Zheng Gong will be indispensable. I will definitely do my best to repay Zheng Gong's great kindness."

Li Ganshun subconsciously did not have the idea of ​​being imprisoned, and he regarded himself as the leader of a country, and he owned thousands of miles of country. He also bribed Zheng Zhi in his words, and the emperor's methods were used to tempt people.

When Zheng Zhi heard this, there was another question. As soon as this question came to Zheng Zhi's mind, Zheng Zhi's eyes were full of fierceness.

The Emperor Zhao Ji of the Song Dynasty in Tokyo really couldn't argue it often. Even when the Emperor Yelu Yanxi of Liao was chased and fled around the grassland and desert, Zhao Ji could even send an envoy to invite Yelu Yanxi to bring people into the Song Dynasty, and he was treated as a prince, and his status was only below Zhao Ji. Although Yelu Yanxi was intercepted by the Jurchens when he went south, it was not done.

But this incident has clearly shown Zhao Ji's thinking logic. Zheng Zhi couldn't help but wonder, if Li Ganshun came to Tokyo, would he be treated like this?

If Zhao Ji was happy for a moment, he would put Yelu Yanxi back, cede some land, and collect some horses and sheep. Zheng Zhi's trip would be useless.

When Zheng Zhi thought of this, his eyes were very sharp and he looked at Li Ganshun for a long time. He saw that Li Ganshun's hair stood up.

"Haha... This matter is easy to talk about, so please go and rest first." Zheng Zhi suddenly closed his eyes and smiled. Then he turned to instruct Niu Dada: "Please ask the Emperor of Xixia to rest behind you, and send more people to protect him closely, so as not to lose money."

Niu Dana came forward again to escort Li Ganshun to the back. The emperor really couldn't be locked up with those ministers, and could be guarded against many things when he came separately.

As soon as Li Ganshun left, Zheng Zhi's expression immediately became serious and said, "Xiao Yi, go and find out all the male members of the Dangxiang royal family and lock them up next to him."

Zheng Zhi seemed to have murderous intentions, but everything was still to go back to the Song Dynasty. Whether to kill or not, when to kill, can only be determined by returning to Qin Feng. There are countless soldiers under Wei Mingrenming's command, so the emperor naturally needs to make good use of it.

It was early in the morning, and the team outside Guazhou City stretched for two or three miles. There were iron armored knights in front and behind, and thousands of people were tied up in the middle. In the front line, the Dangxiang royal family followed behind Zheng Zhi.

Looking at Guazhou City again, it was already empty. A city with a population of tens of thousands suddenly disappeared, which seemed a bit scary.

The road to the east is no longer as fast as before. These high-ranking officials and nobles who tied them together cannot travel faster.

This return trip is at this speed, more than one month.

After entering Yumen Pass again, Zheng Zhi had the intention to take a good look at the place. The entrance had become a mound, and the veins of the city wall that stretched to the end of the sky were still clearly visible, but the city wall also became a ridge.

It is not difficult to get up from the ridge, and it has passed easily. This place used to be the dividing line between China and the barbarians, but now it no longer has its original function.

Yan Qing read a lot of poetry and books. At this time, he was so comfortable that he started to tease him: "My husband, I heard that this Yumen Pass was originally called Xiaofangpan City. There was a businessman who thanked the heavens for guiding the way, so he placed the gems on the top of the city. Therefore, it was called Yumen Pass. I don't know if this happened."

The origin of the legendary Yumen Pass is a small legend here. A businessman got lost and got the guidance of the geese from heaven. The geese asked him to put the gem in his hand on the top of the Yumen Pass, which was named after it.

"It's just folk legends, but I don't believe it. The name of Yumen is probably because beautiful jade is produced at the foot of Kunlun Mountain outside the pass. From here, I entered the Central Plains, so I got the name of Yumen." Zheng Zhi replied that Xinjiang jade is the best among jades, and most of them enter the pass from here.

"My husband, this place is so good. The lonely smoke in the desert is always in poetry. When I see you today, it is well-known." Yan Qing is a literary youth, so naturally she has more thoughts and feelings.

Zheng Zhi smiled and said, "Since you like this place, I will send you here to build a city in the future."

"Okay, it's a matter of determination. If there is this day, my husband must send more troops and let me go west again. I heard that countless countries in the Western Regions will be arrested at that time and will come back." Yan Qing believed Zheng Zhi's words, and probably had longing in his heart.

Zheng Zhi smiled but didn't answer, feeling the back of his hand holding the reins suddenly became cold, and he looked up and said, "It's finally snowing. I wonder if it's snowing in Lingzhou too."

The cold winter finally came, and the snow spreads the entire land, and Wei Mingrenming will also fall into a desperate situation.

Yang Keshi came up and said, "My husband, it's snowing here, and it will definitely snow east of the desert. The good days for Dangxiang people are over."

Zheng Zhi nodded, turned around and looked at the ruins of the Hantang Great Wall that stretched countless miles, and walked forward.

Several scouts in front of them were riding horses and running towards each other.

"Report... Dangxiang cavalry was found in front of him, about 5,000."

Zheng Zhi was not panicked when he heard this. He looked back at a carriage not far away, and it was Li Qianshun inside.

Li Qianshun listened to the words and poked his head out.

Zheng Zhi turned his head and said lightly: "Wei Mingrenming is hard-working. Guazhou is in a hurry and only five thousand people were sent to rescue him. His Majesty the Emperor of Xixia was so worthless in Wei Mingrenming's heart. I forgot that Wei Mingrenming's surname is Li."

This sentence is naturally said to Li Qianshun later. Wei Ming is Li, and Li is the royal family. Li can be the emperor. This is a saying that kills the heart, and traps Wei Ming Renming in the midst of injustice.

When Li Ganshun heard this, he put his head back.

Zheng Zhi no longer looked back at Li Ganshun's reaction, and said, "Go ahead and see who is so loyal. He will come back to serve the king within two thousand miles."
Chapter completed!