Han Hai Tang Ergui

Chapter 183 Persuading Jin and Little Wild Cat (fourth more)

Three hundred cavalry galloped across the boundless grassland.

The city wall of Balasagun is far away, and besides the grass, there are many traces of the war on the ground.

All kinds of burned vehicles, damaged siege equipment, tents and cooking stoves used by soldiers, donkeys and horses running around, and of course a lot of corpses and blood.

The more you go to Balasagon, the more corpses, bloodstains and various weapons, and some places have reached the point where you can't get down.

Masses of Balasagon residents were organized and they rummaged through the dead Persian invaders for anything of value.

Clothes, shoes, hats, and even socks made of wool were not spared, and many blankets that were still clinging to blood were also collected.

Zhang Zhao rode his horse and galloped at the front, and behind him two riders from the Baximi tribe held high a Tang Sanchen flag and a Zhang character flag.

Although Duke Zhang's mind and body kept telling him that he was already very tired and needed to rest.

But an inexplicable excitement made him incomparably energetic. The dozen or 200,000 people in Bala Sagon will officially belong to him soon.

The main entrance of Balasagun is different from the last time when Zhang Zhao came. When Zhang Zhao came last time, everyone stood to welcome him. But this time, except for Master Titsigu and the three Nestorian masters, everyone They all knelt down.

"Minister! Pugu Naluo, on behalf of the Pugu family of the Uyghur Balashagun, elect Zhang Jungong as Ju'er Khan!"

"Minister! Yao Ge Luo A Luo Jia, I respectfully invite the Duke of the county to ascend the throne, Bala Shagun Ju Erhan!"

"Minister! Grandson of Li Gong Sizhong, the fifth grandson of Huaining County King of the Tang Dynasty, respectfully invite the county prince, Bala Shagun Khan, to take the throne!"

"The poor monk Xuancheng and Titexigu, on behalf of the followers of the four religions of Balasakon Buddha, Jing, Mani, and Zoroastrianism, respectfully invite Zhang Jungong, the Great Khan of Balasakun.

For decades, this city has gone through catastrophes, only the Duke of the county is the man of destiny, please be the great Khan of Bala Sagon and the protector of the Four Religions! "

Zhang Zhao thought a lot about what would happen when he returned to Balasagon, but he never expected that these Balasagon's Ye Hu and religious leaders would have the courage to block the door directly. A Han-style persuasion.

It seems that a few days ago, after he jokingly said the word "Ju'erhan" in Ashbury City, someone must have run back to Bala Sagon at night to report the letter.

Perhaps these people felt that what Zhang Zhao said to the Persian God Warrior was hinting at them.

So Zhang Zhao decided to resign, he hadn't figured out what to do, and the reason why these people were so enthusiastic about pushing him to the position of Da Khan, they also had a plan in mind.

Zhang Zhao did not forget how much Saktu wanted to be elected by them, so as to succeed his father Basil's Arslen Khan.

And these people would rather turn against Saktu, and even fight against each other than recommend them, so what are they eagerly recommending themselves at this time?
"Everyone, please hurry up! Please hurry up! A certain person was only sent by the great sage of the Great Jin Kingdom to rescue Bala Sagon, how could he overstep the throne?
What's more, they came here out of righteous indignation. Saktu and Ali Dulav are both brutal lords. They don't care about the life and death of the people here, extorting money and persecuting the followers of the four religions.

So a certain Zhang Erlang came here to punish the people and punish crimes, not for the position of Khan. If you are like this, don’t you put a certain in the same place as Saktu and Dulav? "

As soon as Guo Xuanli heard Zhang Zhao's words, he understood. The whole story sounded impassioned, but it was all lies. He calmly touched the shoulder of the only Nestorian Uighur. .

Almost at the same time, the great virtuous and Master Titsigu came out together.

But they were all one step too late. Li Guoshou ran out crying, like a child who was afraid that his parents would not want him. He hugged Zhang Zhao's thigh and burst into tears.

"The Duke said these words, is he going to abandon us? If the Duke leaves, won't we fall into the hands of villains again?

How can you be arrogant, you are really pushing 200,000 people like me into a desperate situation!
We look forward to the Duke, just like a baby looks forward to its parents, if the Duke wants to leave, then take us away together!I really don't want to be a slave to the Persians anymore. "

The two religious leaders were embarrassed. How could it be impossible for them to hug their thighs like Li Guoshou?
However, they had this concern, but Pugu Naluo and Yaogeluo Aluoja, who were enlightened by Li Guoshou's operation, did not have this concern.

The two also ran towards Zhang Zhao crying almost at the same time, and the three old men were crying heartbreakingly at his feet.

Fuck!Zhang Zhao was stunned. If this was acting, his expression would be too serious!
Look at this drug, Ge Luo A Luo Jia, an old man in his sixties, with tears streaming down his face, his nose stained all over Zhang Zhao's trousers, and the two little gray braids danced up and down with his big gray head.

Pugunaro on the other side didn't give in too much. He was already crying and began to hit his chest with his fist, as if he was afraid that he would cry to death soon.

Li Guoshou found out that he was careless, and still underestimated the performance and appeal of the two largest Ye Hu, who was crying. Compared with them, he seemed so embarrassed.

'Ahem! ’ Guo Xuanli coughed dryly, and for persuading this matter, the credit must belong to Nestorianism and Buddhism, not to these three shameless guys on the ground.

So he walked over slowly, looked at Zhang Zhao and the three old men who were performing hard on the ground and said.

"Your Majesty, we are indeed sincere, please don't doubt me.

The three of you, the Duke of the county fought repeatedly and fought hard in the jungle for dozens of days. Let the Duke of the county go to the palace to recuperate first. How about discussing this matter tomorrow? "

As the prudent great virtuous who is the head of the three Nestorian virtuous, when Guo Xuanli speaks, no matter whether it is Master Titexigu or the old Ye Hu on the ground, he has to show face.

Zhang Zhao also nodded, he really needs to take a break, and then sort out the context.

After the nobles of Balasagun stepped aside, Zhang Zhao saw the residents of Balasagun standing behind the doorway.

Each of them carried a basket full of flowers and petals, as well as wine and food.

As soon as Zhang Zhao entered the city, there was a loud cheer, and flowers fell from the horses one after another, paving the slightly muddy road like a fairyland.

A huge flax cake was thrown at Zhang Zhao, and just as he caught it, an apple that was already withered but should be very precious was thrown over again.

It seems that these people really came to thank him, because if it was arranged deliberately, no one would dare to smash an apple directly at Zhang Zhao's chest. Only when they are extremely excited, people will do some extraordinary and bold actions.

A real smile finally appeared on Zhang Zhao's face. At this moment, he felt that he had not come in vain, at least he had saved the few million ordinary people in the city.

Without him, after the Persians captured Balasagon, they only looted and killed [-]% of the people.

"Send a letter to your father and ask him to send your fourth sister into the city!" Amid the cheers, Guo Xuanli slowly approached his nephew and grandson beside him and said.

The nephew was startled, he raised his head and looked at Guo Xuanli suspiciously and horrified.

"Third Uncle, my Fourth Sister has such a temper, how dare you let him serve Duke Zhang? Then don't break the sky! Didn't you say yesterday that you are going to let Seventh Sister go?"

Guo Xuanli shook his head in embarrassment, sending his niece and granddaughter to someone else's bed was embarrassing no matter what.

"The old man can see that what Zhang Jun said about bringing everyone back to the east is actually true. The seventh sister has nothing to do with her. You can't entrust the Guo family's important affairs to her, so I can only let your fourth sister go!"

"But!" The nephew was still a little guilty, "The fourth sister was still arguing with Yeye a few days ago, and wanted to elope with that Uighur son. If she offends Duke Zhang, what will happen?"

"She was trying to piss you off on purpose, hurry up! Your fourth sister is much smarter than you!"

The one who interjected next to him was the young man from the Guo family who wore Nestorian robes and could sing about Li Taibai's humiliation and the prosperity of the Han Dynasty.

"Has the third uncle made a decision?" Seeing the young man running away quickly, Guo Tiance gently asked himself, the patriarch, the third uncle.

"I'm old! I can't lift my shoulders, I can't lift my hands, I don't have the talent to stabilize the country, and I don't have the ability to fight on the battlefield, but you are still young. There is no hope in the barren land beside Bala Sagon. The hope is in the east.

My Guo family is a first-class wealthy family in the Tang Dynasty, how can the young people of the family live in this barren land for a long time?You go back!Go and tell the world that my ancestor, Lord Guo Xin, the king of Wuwei County, is a hero of the Tang Dynasty! "

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After entering the palace, washing up, and eating a bowl of milk-soaked pancakes, Zhang Zhao couldn't stand it anymore.

In fact, he almost fell asleep when he just took a shower. The jungle life for nearly [-] days was quite difficult.

The most difficult thing for Zhang Zhao is still not being able to wash up. This habit developed in later generations has been greatly challenged in this era.

Recalling the swaying posture of several plump Scythian cows in the bath, Zhang Zhao was a little moved, but then he felt more sleepy, and reshaped him into a saint, so tired that he couldn't lift his legs , still want to move your waist?

Zhang Zhao felt as if he was in a dream. A huge signboard of heaven and earth was shaking in front of his eyes, and a large group of people surrounded him and walked inside. Although he didn't think he knew these guys, they felt very familiar.

The screen shook slightly, and Zhang Zhao came to a dark golden room with a dark red sofa. He sat in the center like a king, with a row of long, slender white and tender legs standing in front of him, still glowing with health.

Yo!The plump, slender, white and tender Eastern European girl, the soft and petite little Baga girl, the wheat-colored skin with a bit of rebellious American wild cat, hey!Why is there a black one?
do not!Why don't you come here!Believe it or not, I beat you!
Zhang Zhao panicked. Before he could decide which one to choose, the black girl came over and threw him gently on the dark red sofa.

no!no!Before I was ready mentally, Zhang Zhao began to struggle.

No black!I don't like black!
Zhang Da traverser just wanted to struggle, then woke up, this is not a heaven and earth, but in the palace of Balasagun.

However, there is indeed someone shaking gently on his body, but fortunately it is not a black girl, but a fat, white and tender mature carcass.

hiss!Good.. so comfortable!
"Wait! Who are you?" Zhang Zhao asked with restraint. It's a good thing that it's a woman. If it's an assassin, he probably won't even know that his waist is hamstringed, right?

"She is a vixen, a vixen who will climb up by herself when she sees a man, Li Guoshou's daughter-in-law!"

The gently shaking body did not speak, but suddenly a voice beside him answered.

Zhang Zhao turned his head to look over, and there was actually a woman lying beside him. Although she didn't look particularly beautiful, her little melon-seeded face was full of stubbornness.

It's like a little wild cat hissing at humans, as if saying, warn you not to come over!I will bite!

"Then who are you? Are you a vixen too?" Zhang Zhao had already stood up, and he gently pressed his shaking body down on the soft brocade quilt.

What's the matter with Li Guoshou, the old tortoise?How could he send his daughter-in-law here?Didn't this make me, Duke Zhang, make a mistake!

"I'm not a vixen," the stubborn little face seemed about to get angry, but it only lasted for a second or two before leaning heavily on a brocade quilt, "but I'm your trophy."

loot?Zhang Zhao was delighted, and grabbed the trophy's slender calf without any politeness, and dragged her over directly.

"What to do with the loot? Do you know?"

Little Wild Cat's face finally revealed a bit of panic!

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