Han Hai Tang Ergui

Chapter 270 The Last Night of Dunhuang

"My son grows up like this, why would he hate to die!" Zhang Zhao didn't expect that he would hear a sentence similar to what Wang Gongfei said to Zhu Changluo from his biological mother.

In a simple meditation room in Dunhuang Guanyin Temple, Mrs. Song held Zhang Zhao's hand. The intense love in her eyes made people feel heavy, so that everyone in the Song family began to tremble.

Zhang Zhao looked at his mother. She was completely different from her aunt, Princess Fengtian.

Princess Fengtianchang has sharp eyes, is quick to do things, and can judge the situation. She is a standard strong woman of the royal family.

But Song, the whole person is exactly the same as Zhang Zhao's impression ten years ago, as if she has not changed in ten years.

Petite in stature and delicate in features, like a vigilant rabbit, she had no words except for this sentence that broke out with great excitement, and just continued to chant the Buddha in her mouth.

All right!Zhang Zhao also recited the "Dharani Mantra" with his mother, which is what a son of man should do. Zhang Zhao also took the opportunity to clear up his troubled thoughts recently.

"Does mother want to go to Liangzhou with my son? Dayun Temple in Liangzhou is also a famous temple!"

Zhang Zhao tried to make the request, but he estimated that the Song family would not agree.

Sure enough, Mrs. Song looked at Zhang Zhao happily, obviously very satisfied that her son had finished reciting the Dharani mantra with her by her side.

"Let's go, my son, there is no need to worry about it. It has been more than twenty years, and my mother has already gotten used to it. As long as you are safe and sound."

"Okay! Then the son will retire. When he gets a firm foothold in Liangzhou, he will come and pick up his mother to live with him!"

Zhang Zhao kowtowed to salute and then left. Mrs. Song didn't look at the back of Zhang Zhao leaving, and only waited for Zhang Zhao to go far away before standing up and leaning against the door of the Zen room, tears streaming down her face.

"Is your mother still not willing to go with you?" Outside the Guanyin Temple, Princess Fengtian was waiting outside with a complete set of carriages and horses. She had already recited enough Buddhist recitations in the past twenty years, and she didn't want to continue.

"No! She's used to this, and she's timid, so she can't face it like a mother!"

Zhang Zhao shook his head, mother refers to the Song family, and mother refers to Princess Fengtianchang, they are clearly distinguished.

"Mother, is she planning to go back to Khotan for a while?" Zhang Zhao was stunned for a while, and then asked Princess Fengtian.

Ever since Zhang Zhao's matter was resolved and Cao Yuanzhong formally took power, Princess Fengtian expressed her intention to return to Khotan.

"Twenty years away from home, both parents have passed away, but fortunately there is Erlang here, once you, Erlang, leave Dunhuang, I will have nothing to worry about. I have lived a comfortable life for a few years, and I may not come back again. It's also unknown!"

Princess Fengtian glanced at the scenery outside the carriage, and sighed deeply.

Twenty years ago, when she was a teenager, she married here with a wonderful vision. At that time, her husband was from a famous family, a descendant of a great hero, handsome and eloquent, and even the lord of a country. Everything seemed so of perfection.

But what happened later was like a nightmare, defeat after defeat, and coup d'etat followed.

Her own son also died of dysentery, and her husband died in depression. If it wasn't for Zhang Zhao, she wouldn't know how to survive.

"If I knew what would happen later, I would have advised you, yeah, don't be so rejoicing, it's good to be safe!"

"But yeah yeah, I will definitely not agree, right?" Zhang Zhao also sighed reminiscently.

Zhang Chengfeng's biggest mistake was not that he didn't know how much he weighed, but that he believed that an aging regime was still a young man striving for progress.

If everyone in the Guiyi Army were like him, they might not have been defeated by the Uighurs in Ganzhou. Unfortunately, except for him, the emperor in white, the rest of them had already lost their hearts.

"You father and son are really similar in this regard, they are both masters who want to keep tossing!"

Princess Fengtian sighed at Zhang Zhao, because she didn't think it was a good idea for Zhang Zhao to go to Liangzhou.

In fact, she wanted to persuade Zhang Zhao to go back to Khotan with her, go to the west to hunt some weak chickens, occupy a large territory, wouldn't it be good to close the door and be an emperor?
"It's fine to go to Khotan, but the child can leave Ayigul to my mother! Aygul's son Xianyu is the appointed king of Talas, and it's good for my mother to help me raise him.

In addition, Ningyuan Haier has a 400,000-acre Wangzhuang, and asked his mother to take care of it. "

Zhang Zhao has already established the character generations of the descendants. The virtuous can be celebrated, the wisdom is worthy of the family, and the cultivation period is elegant. For the sake of auspiciousness, he compiled forty generations of characters.

In the future, all his sons will be called Zhang Xianmou. After the crown prince ascends the throne, he will change it to a single character, so as not to avoid taboos.

"You really know how to arrange people. When my mother arrives in Yutian, she has to take care of a whole lot of things for you!" Princess Fengtian patted her forehead reproachfully.

But Zhang Zhao could see that he was very happy to have a daughter-in-law, a grandson, and other things to take care of.

"Mother, let's take this as a retreat for the child! If Liangzhou can't take it down, I can still go back to Khotan to settle down!"

Zhang Zhao said with a smile, but Princess Fengtian nodded solemnly.

. . . .

After arranging the affairs of the two mothers, Zhang Zhao had to go back to the military reform. Didn't he want to change the Fengtian Army to the Guiyi Army? He even changed the Yucheng Army that Li Shengtian gave him.

Originally, Zhang Zhao's system came from the model of town-army-battalion-capital-general-team-fire.

There are ten people in one fire, and the chief is the chief fire.

Five fires form a team, the standard is 50 people, and the chief is the team leader.

The two teams are a general, the standard is 100 people, and the chief is the general.

Three will be one capital, the standard is 300 people, and the chief is the head of the capital.

The three capitals are one battalion, the standard is 900 people, and the chief is the commander of the battalion.

The three battalions form an army, plus a personal guard of the capital, the standard is 3000 people, and the chief is the army's soldiers and horses.

There is no fixed quota for towns. Generally, two armies start with 6000 people, and the chief is the envoy of the town army.

Now that Zhang Zhao wants to invite Guiyi Army Envoy, of course he has to elevate the rank of the army.

So the town and the army were exchanged, and the town standard was 3000 people. The chief simply misappropriated the title of later generations and directly called the town general soldier.

The army has become an unlimited number, the chief is the army envoy, and the Fengtian army and the Yucheng army are merged into the Guiyi army.

The original Fengtian Army was renamed Hanhai Town, with Yan Jin as the commander-in-chief, Yucheng Army was demoted to Yucheng Town, and Liu was promoted to the commander-in-chief.

The more than [-] elite men that Zhang Zhao obtained from the Guiyi Army, together with his original personal guards of Regret Shandu, formed the new Regret Shandu.

Commanded by Zhang Zhao himself, he appeared as his own personal guard and a decisive force on the battlefield.

At the same time, under his original six cao settings, a horse cao was added to serve his horses.

These second-, third-, and fourth-generation Han blood horses and folded-eared horses are extremely precious. Zhang Zhao plans to build all the more than [-] Guiyi soldiers into cavalry.

Divided into rangers, mainly for reconnaissance, concealment, and spying, as well as armored cavalry, cavalry archers, and mounted heavy infantry.

"Military envoy, Yin Yaozi is back!" Yin Yaozi was wearing a red gown for the first time, and his face was filled with joy.

Zhang Zhao waved his hand to stop him from bowing down, "Go! Go and see your little girl first, and we can talk about it tomorrow. You can just call Liu Di to me."

Yin Yaozi left happily. For him, being able to marry Cao Yuanshen's daughter Cao Sixiniang was definitely a great surprise.

What identity does he hide?A parent died young, and in the Yin family, they are all low-level dicks who are looked down upon by others.

Now he can marry the daughter of a famous family who used to be able to stand on the corner of the street and look up to him. What could make him happier than this.

Liu Di is the leader of craftsmen captured by Zhang Zhao in Bukhara. His original name was Kadir. His ancestors were craftsmen captured in the Battle of Talas. His family has been making siege equipment for the Persians for generations.

Liu Di is especially good at building large and small trebuchets, and he is a senior technical talent who combines the technical advantages of Chinese and Persian-big food trebuchets.

"I need a small trebuchet that can be mounted on the back of a camel. It can be operated by about 15 people. Can you design it?" Zhang Zhao handed Liu Di a sketch he imagined.

Liu Di's Chinese is still very substandard, but he is probably able to communicate. This is also an important reason why he can become a craftsman leader.

He carefully looked at Zhang Zhao's imaginary drawing, and felt that it was a bit unreliable.

"This camel is double-humped. I rarely saw it before. I don't know how strong and durable it is. The minimum weight of this kind of trebuchet is more than two hundred catties, and a dromedary can't stand it at all.

Moreover, a two-hundred-pound trebuchet can only fire arrows the size of a fist, so it is difficult to pose a threat to the city wall. "

Zhang Zhao touched his chin and thought about it. The difference between a Bactrian camel and a dromedary camel is that the Bactrian camel is stronger and stronger.

It is said that the maximum load can be four to five hundred catties, and it can carry the load intermittently for about four days, which just meets Zhang Zhao's needs.

The dromedary is faster and suitable as a mount for camel cavalry, but Zhang Zhao does not need it.

As for the fact that it is difficult to pose a threat to the city wall, it doesn't matter, because what Zhang Zhao wants to imitate is the Poxi Army, a mysterious Xixia army. This kind of camel whirlwind cannon is used to smash the heavy step square, and there is no need to smash the city wall.

"The Bactrian camel is a specialty of Hexi, so don't worry about strength and endurance, and I won't use this small trebuchet to smash the city wall.

Go down and convene people to be researched and developed!If you can design it, all craftsmen in the future will be managed by you! "

Liu Di nodded, and before going down, Mrs. Cao San rushed in, "Erlang, hurry to Qingxi Palace, my lord needs you urgently!"

Zhang Zhao's heart skipped a beat, could it be that Cao Yijin is dying?Before he had time to think about it, he turned around and ran out the door, and followed Mrs. Cao San to Qingxi Palace.

. . . .

In Qingxi Palace, when Zhang Zhao arrived, the three Cao brothers and three generations of the Cao family were already there. When Cao Yuanzhong saw Zhang Zhao coming in, he quickly waved to him.

"Majesty Ling Gong passed out again at noon today, and now he is so angry that the doctor said that he will not last for twelve hours.

The Uighur prince of Ganzhou, Geluo Jingqiong, has led an army to Suzhou, and the military report is at the Luo soldiers and horse envoys. You should hurry to find him and set off tonight! "

"Leaving tonight?" Zhang Zhao asked in surprise.

To deal with the Uyghur army in Ganzhou, Luo Yingda, the military envoy of Jiedu Yaqian, will be in charge, but in fact Zhang Zhao is the one who is in charge of the overall situation.

But at this time, Cao Yijin's time was running out, and the Ganzhou Uighurs hadn't moved west from Suzhou, so why did he leave now?
Cao Yuanzhong sighed sadly, "This is what King Linggong meant. He knew that you were in a hurry to take Liangzhou, so he specially ordered you to leave before him yesterday, so as not to delay your important event. It's just that you and Nineteen Niang I'm afraid the marriage will have to be postponed!"

Zhang Zhao nodded and said nothing, he really didn't have time to finish the funeral for Cao Yijin before leaving.

Great changes are coming in the Central Plains, he must win Liangzhou, otherwise, if he misses this opportunity, it will be too late.

"Yannai, let's go with Zhang Erlang! This is what King Linggong specially ordered!"

Mistress Cao's eyes sparkled, and she kowtowed towards Cao Yijin's sleepy palace in the main meeting hall of Qingxi Palace.

(End of this chapter)