The rise of the prince

Chapter 640 Good News from the North

Wei Xingping was the first to stop the fast horse who came over. The other party identified himself as a messenger sent by the new army. After he also identified himself, he got the letter and arranged for a few people to rest.

To the south of Qigou Pass is a stretch of large tents, all of which are military camps. Tens of thousands of troops from the Eastern Route Army are still stationed here. The reason for the army's garrison.

The Chinese army Yang Hongzhao and others, as well as the Wulie Army and the Shenwu Army have been recalled to Kyoto, and the next step is to face the questioning of the ministers and the emperor.

Whether or not one's life can be saved is a big question. The Taizu taught not to kill scholar-bureaucrats, but he did not say that generals cannot be killed. There are countless generals killed by literati.Civil servants make mistakes, most of them are dispatched, military commanders have accidents, and their heads are lost, so the natural advantages have already determined that military personnel cannot raise their heads.

The Wulie Army on the West Road suffered the most losses, and there were still many people who fled the battle, afraid of being dealt with by the military law.

I don't know how many people have been displaced, how many people have become lonely ghosts, and how many people have died in other places.

The Shenwu army in the middle road was not much better, Yelu Dashi made a surprise attack, and then directly chased them outside Qigou Pass.Prior to this, the son of Yang Hongzhao, the commander-in-chief of the middle road, died in Nanjing City, and the remaining 2000 people left behind in the main roads were only a few hundred or returned.In addition to the deaths and injuries in the ensuing pursuit and those who got lost and fled, the Central Route Army lost more than [-] people.

With the end of the war, how many strong men were buried in foreign lands, and how many families were destroyed.

Wei Chaoren sighed, the world is like this, based on it, he cannot help himself, he has to do it, as if the world is doomed that some people must die, and the rest will be at peace, he can't explain it, it can only be attributed to the way of heaven.

He had heard too much bad news and didn't want to hear it again.

"Father, it's my sister's handwritten letter."

"En." Wei Chaoren nodded.

Wei Xingping took the letter and ran towards the city.

"Why are you running?"

"I'll show you." Wei Xingping said.

"Don't read, you read."

"Ah? Didn't you want to watch it just now, so you were so anxious."

"Nizi, if I tell you to study, you can do so!" Wei Chaoren blew his beard angrily, but couldn't help but glance down.

Wei Xingping scratched his head, opened the letter, and read it. After reading for a while, he jumped up excitedly: "Father, great victory, great victory!"

"You rebellious son, you will scare the old man to death! What a big victory, where did you get it?"

"Pingnan King's victory! More than ten thousand people were beheaded, and the rest of the Liao army surrendered, and Nanjing City has been captured!" Wei Xingping said excitedly and ran towards the city.

Wei Chaoren slowly came back to his senses, but he was still skeptical, "What? What nonsense are you talking about, quickly bring me to see."

"I showed you just now, you don't want to see it."

"Nizi, you're the one who talks a lot, come up quickly!"

The city wall was very high, and the stairs were very high. Wei Xingping was wearing a suit of armor, and he was already out of breath after rushing to the top of the city.

Wei Chaoren quickly took the battle report from his son, but the sun was too strong, and his eyes were not working well due to his age, so he pulled his son over to block the light, but it was still uncomfortable, so he quickly called the soldiers on guard at the top of the city to come over to shade him.

Now I can finally see it clearly. After watching for a while, Wei Chaoren's heart was turbulent. He squinted his eyes and looked at it again in disbelief. Could it be that his old eyes are dizzy?

But look again, it is indeed my daughter's handwriting.

"You won?" He felt a little dazed in his heart, and his excitement seemed to be blocked, so he asked in disbelief, "Really won?"

"I won, Dad, I really won!" Wei Xingping was already beside him with a happy look on his face. He probably couldn't understand the feeling that his father had been fighting against the Liao people for decades, and the serious problem that he had been worrying about day and night was suddenly defeated.

"Win, win" Wei Chaoren said silently, faster and faster, then turned around in a hurry, walked to the top of the city to support the parapet, under the spotless sky in the north, nothing could be seen except the gray and vast hills, The old arm actually trembled a little.

"father"

"Order to gather [-] battalions of elite soldiers. The old man will go north and visit Nanjing. You stay here and guard the Qigou Pass." Wei Chaoren ordered quickly.

"what"

"Ah, what! If you are a father, then you will carry it out." Wei Chaoren stared, and walked down the city in a hurry, as if he was a teenager.

Wei Xingping followed behind, with an unhappy expression on his face: "Didn't you say that I would be allowed to go north, and besides, didn't you say that you are not allowed to go north because of the emperor's order?"

"The general is outside, and the emperor's order is not acceptable!" Wei Chaoren walked down the wall and retorted to his son in a serious manner. Wei Xingping was completely dumb, and he opened his mouth in disappointment but had nothing to say.

"The rest of the people are at your disposal, you guard me well, don't be careless."

"Understood." Wei Xingping was listless.

"Also, quickly send people to report this matter back to Beijing and report to the Holy Majesty. Hurry up, send more people, and it is best to send out all the messengers in the army!" Wei Chaoren walked towards the stable while talking.

"There must be hundreds of people."

"Thousands of people can't overstate such great news!"

On the other side, as the military order was issued, the army gathered, and the news of the victory on the front line slowly spread among the army, spreading rapidly.

Wei Chaoren didn't stop it, such news can inspire people's hearts.

In the afternoon of that day, he led the assembled twenty battalions of elite soldiers and headed northward.

Li Xingzhou thought for a long time on how to deal with Yelu Dashi. In the end, he felt that the most appropriate way was to take him away, go down to the south, and then find a place that was not in the Khitan area, and ask the emperor to make him an idle king. Do not give land.

This can not only win over and comfort the Liao people, but it is also a good resettlement method, because Yelu Dashi was originally the Liao royal family, the Yelu royal family, it is reasonable and reasonable to confer him an idle king, and it will not arouse the anger of the northern people.

As long as he is kept away from the original ruled area of ​​​​the Liao Kingdom, his influence will be greatly reduced.

Li Xingzhou and Wei Yubai didn't disturb the touching scene of their meeting with the generals. They didn't set up a banquet in the tent to meet Yelu Dashi alone until the afternoon.

During the meeting, there was only Li Xingzhou alone, and Xiao Hongqi was in charge of translation.

A table of good barbecue and milk tea was set up. When Yelu Dashi came in, he changed into cleaner clothes. He looked much more energetic, but he still looked ordinary, a little old, and too calm, just like the majestic man he imagined. Briefly, there are many gaps in the heroes of the era who galloped in Central Asia.

Li Xingzhou didn't speak, he sat down calmly as if entering his own home, and spoke in Khitan.

Xiao Hongqi hesitated, Li Xingzhou said, "It's okay, just follow along." He already knew that Yelu Dashi would not say good things.

"He said the prince was cunning and lied to them." Xiao Hongqi translated.

Li Xingzhou understood that this person was referring to his subordinates. Indeed, if he hadn't deceived the group of generals whose brains were full of muscles, they would not have been able to find Yelu Dashi.

"You don't tire of cheating, don't you want to trick me into running away too." Li Xingzhou poured himself a cup of milk tea and poured another cup for him. This kind of thing is the favorite of nomads.The lactase deficiency rate of Han adults is as high as more than [-]%, and the incidence of lactose intolerance exceeds [-]%. Therefore, the ancients in the Central Plains countries mostly kept milk at a respectful distance.

The northern minorities obtained brick tea through trade with the Central Plains. Although they also love to drink tea, the tannin content of brick tea after boiling is very high, which can easily cause hunger. Milk, goat milk and ghee, etc., form milk tea over time.

They probably never imagined that after nearly a thousand years, this drinking method would become popular all over the world.

(End of this chapter)