My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 677: After a long battle, peace and tranquility accompany you
"General! The more capable you are, the more work you will do. There is no one who is not talked about behind his back."

Su Chen walked into the tent and lowered the curtain to block out the noise outside. He patted the depressed Jia Xu on the shoulder, smiled and walked to the first seat to sit down.

Wu Zixun lit the oil lamp, placed it quietly on a corner of the long table, consciously left the general's tent, and quickly went to see the stone sculpture head that could speak and blink.

There were soldiers everywhere outside, including some generals who were still energetic after the battle. For example, Zhang Fei shouted to the soldiers surrounding him about the origin of the head, causing everyone around him to exclaim in surprise.

There was a lot of noise and exclamation here.

The scholar in the general's tent also smiled after Su Chen sat down. He bowed and asked Su Chen about his next plans.

The emperor on the throne was stunned when he heard this, then he looked at Jia Xu and smiled.

"Does the commander have any ideas? I'll listen first and use them as a reference."

Su Chen did not hide the fact that he had no idea at the moment. After all, King Arthur's head was outside for people to see, and the secret of "immortality" was also given to the national teachers Zhang Jue and Zhang Dongzhi for research.

The revenge of the people of Xizhou has been almost completed. When I return to Daxia in the future, I will be able to give an explanation to the people who have surrendered to me.

"I am sorry to have made the general laugh."

Su Chen suddenly smiled, "For a moment, I didn't think about what to do next. After all, taking over Nongma City is already in our pocket. Sakpruit has lost its emperor, and there is only one Egyptian legion left in the south. I don't think it will last long."

"I will not laugh at your majesty. After all, this is human nature. Sometimes I will come up with a plan, and after it succeeds and I achieve my goal, I will also feel disappointed and not know what to do next."

Jia Xu also laughed, and his laughter was actually a way to give the emperor a way out. "But your majesty doesn't know what to do for the time being. Why not reorganize the army first, and then send a group of soldiers south to help Master Dong, and loot and prepare some food and grass for the army."

The emperor had no goal, so as a subject, Jia Xu had to take on the responsibility of guiding him, just as he had guided Cao Pi.

"The rest of the matter will be handed over to Marquis Huaiyin. He is the commander of the army and knows exactly what to do. Your Majesty, why do you need to worry that the Western Expedition Army will not move forward?"

"However, after taking over the entire territory of Sakpruit, Your Majesty will have to consider how to deal with the Emperor of Satsuma and govern the Western world."

Su Chen frowned: "What do you think should be done with Adar, General?"

"Your Majesty and the generals think that I am good at harming others, but that is not true. I think A'dal should not be killed and must be kept."

Jia Xu has always been thoughtful, so he must have a reason for saying this. Su Chen nodded and spread his hands: "Taiwei, do you want to use barbarians to control barbarians?"

"Your Majesty is holy."

"Don't give me that. Tell me your reasons!"

"Well... the Sakpruts are bound to be killed, and the Samos also have a million people. If Your Majesty wastes energy here, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to leave in a few years."

Jia Xu smiled and held up three fingers.

“First, Adar knows that our Great Xia army is strong and naturally dares not to be an enemy. He will be your Majesty’s puppet and perform the duties on your behalf, so there is no need to worry about rebellion.

Second, the West is as big as Daxia. There are barbarians everywhere and the language is not common. If we use Daxia's methods, it will be very time-consuming and costly. It is better to let Adar stabilize the situation first, and then introduce Daxia Confucianism to the West and gradually promote it, so that the descendants of the Western barbarians can learn the Chinese language. After a few years, even ten or twenty years, we can send Daxia officials to govern the country without any trouble. "

Jia Xu put away his third finger and his voice became low.

"Finally... Your Majesty should summon A'dar and his family to Daxia, and then send the princes here to conduct business and gain experience, in a rotation every three years."

"I don't want to think too much, I'll just do what the commander says."

Su Chen didn't want to think about all this mess. Victory was basically in his hands, and his biggest enemy, King Arthur, was beaten to the point where only his head was left. He just wanted to have a good sleep, wait until winter, and when the thick horse plague subsided, he would march westward.

"Captain, congratulate the generals. They are all honest men in the military. Their words may not sound nice, but they don't have any bad intentions."

Su Chen asked Jia Xu to leave his seat, and the two of them walked out of the tent while talking.

It was already dark by this time.

The night wind blew coolly across the fields and military camps.

The bonfire spread out in spots, and the flickering flames cast shadows of people walking past, or chatting and laughing in groups while pointing at the statue of King Arthur placed on the simple wooden platform.

Originally Arthur didn't want to pay any attention to these Celis soldiers, but being surrounded and pointed at by them, how could he, as proud as he was, tolerate this?

He scolded these ignorant soldiers from time to time, but in return, the surrounding soldiers threw stones at him, hitting his face with loud bangs.

"You're still showing off in front of us... You only have a head left!"

"Hit him! If this guy hadn't started the war, we would probably still be at home hugging our wives and playing with our children, and so many brothers wouldn't have died!"

"Someone give me a few stones, I haven't thrown them yet!"

"Here you go, I have several!"

The soldiers were not going to be polite to the barbarian emperor and started throwing stones at him.

When the noise arose, Wu Zixun, who was mixed in the crowd, saw Dian Wei and Xu Chu escorting the emperor and the general out of the general's tent.

He quickly cleared his throat: "Your Majesty is here!"

Everyone looked at the soldiers who were throwing stones at the general's tent, and they carried the stones behind them, threw them on the ground without leaving a trace, and quietly brushed the dust off their hands.

"No need to look at me, on this night of great victory, you can have fun however you like, sir!"

Su Chen tapped his eyelids with his fingers and said with a smile: "Open one eye, close one eye, even if you see it, pretend you didn't see it!"

The soldiers around were suddenly in an uproar. The soldier who had just thrown the stone hurriedly tried to pick up the stones thrown behind him, but they had already been snatched away by others and were thrown at Arthur's head.

Although King Arthur on the wooden platform was a stone sculpture, he still felt pain. He closed his eyes and felt the stones hitting his face. He shouted to Su Chen who had already walked away: "Emperor Ceres, we cannot let these lowly and dirty soldiers insult a great king!"

"great?"

Su Chen looked back at Arthur who was pelted with stones, and then laughed: "In my eyes, these soldiers are great. Without them, I would not be where I am today!"

After saying that, he no longer paid attention to the yelling stone head on the wood.

Here, as soon as the emperor and the general left, the soldiers around them completely let go. They were not satisfied with just throwing stones at the Western barbarian emperor. Some of them even took off their armor, went into battle shirtless, and shouted in front of the barbarian emperor's head, "If there are any comrades who want to wrestle, come over and wrestle together."

As a result, several Mongolian cavalrymen came over. They quickly took off their fur coats and tied them around their waists. The rest of the soldiers around them made way for an open space, watched the wrestling people, and cheered.

Zhang Fei was also watching the fight. He looked around and found that his second brother was not there. He wanted to go in and fight with the Mongolian cavalry, but because of his status, he was embarrassed to go in, lest others would say that he relied on his superior brute force to bully the soldiers below. "You wrestled well, but your brute force and skills are too simple, which is boring to watch."

Zhang Fei said this with a sour tone, and Qin Qiong and Yuchi Gong, who were standing beside him, crossed their arms and replied, "General Zhang, aren't you good at painting? This scene is rare at this time. How about taking the head of the barbarian emperor and painting it with the surrounding soldiers?"

At this time, Xiahou Yuan came up and stood beside the three people, watching the wrestling scene over there, and echoed: "He is good at painting ladies, but he is probably not good at painting this!"

"Father-in-law!" Zhang Fei turned his head and said to Xiahou Yuan through Qin Qiong and Yuchi Gong: "You underestimate me!"

He rolled up his sleeves and said, "Come, bring some pen, ink, and paper so that you can see what painting is all about!"

At the same time, on the other side, Su Chen, Dian Wei, Xu Chu, and Jia Xu walked out of the central army. Opposite them was an empty horse farm with groups of stables housing many war horses and patrolling soldiers coming one after another.

The most eye-catching thing was Lu Bu's Feiyan Hongyun horse. The horse was still strolling leisurely in the stable. When I got closer, I saw there was a person on the horse's back.

"Is that Marquis Wen?"

Jia Xu asked in a low voice, and Su Chen nodded. In the sight of several people, Lu Bu, wearing an ordinary warrior robe, was lying on the horse's back and fell asleep exhausted.

Wu Zixun wanted to go forward and wake him up, but Su Chen raised his hand to stop him, "... Let's not disturb him, let him rest on the horse. Maybe Wen Hou can feel more at ease sleeping on the horse."

Lu Bu could be said to be the one who contributed the most in charging into Nongma Castle and fighting against King Arthur who had turned into a mountain giant. After returning to the camp to wash up, Su Chen had not seen him since. Unexpectedly, he had fallen asleep on horseback.

"Pass the order, don't let anyone disturb us."

Su Chen turned and left, continuing to check on other camps. While checking the status of the soldiers, he also asked the camp leaders what they would do.

Hearing that they were basically asleep, Su Chen just smiled and then walked around the camp with Jia Xu.

"It's almost time for the caravans of the noble families to come to the front line from the Prime Minister's side. Send out orders and ask them to bring plenty of good wine and meat when they come. If they don't have any, they can go and rob others nearby.

I should also prepare a feast for the generals, and the soldiers in the army should at least get a glass of wine and a bite of meat! As for the Sakprut women, they can do whatever they want after entering the city!"

The cool evening breeze caressed his cloak, and in his cold eyes, the dragon flag of Daxia fluttered in the night.

Looking down from the sky, in the military camp, the dense bonfires reflected the excited faces of the soldiers. As the bonfires swayed, steady snoring could be heard from the big tents in each camp.

Ma Dai gently covered his cousin Ma Chao, who was sleeping soundly on the wooden couch, with a blanket. Pang De hung the armor that he had taken off the ground on the rack one by one. He also wiped the tiger-head spear until it was shiny and put it back on the weapon rack.

The two of them then slowly left.

Sparks drifted across the night sky. In the Yizhou military camp, Guan Yu, with his arms half naked, sat under a lamp, reading "My China". Guan Ping used medicinal wine to wipe the wound on his father's exposed arm. Zhou Cang, leaning on his Green Dragon Crescent Blade, stood guard on one side with a stern look, just like in the past.

In the next tent, Zhang Bao was holding a jar of wine and happily opened his father's tent. Seeing that it was empty, confusion appeared in his eyes.

"Where is my father?"

At this time, the father he was talking about was standing in front of the easel, holding the brush head and his mouth full of ink, looking back and forth at King Arthur's head. If the latter's eyes slanted slightly, Zhang Fei would inevitably roar: "Why are you looking at me? Can't you see I'm painting?"

"You..." King Arthur gritted his teeth, but he could do nothing to the other party. At the end, he could only utter: "People of Ceres, you must paint me majestically and solemnly!"

Qin Qiong rolled his eyes at him and knocked the edge of the wooden platform with his iron mace: "Bullshit, you already have a head, how can you paint majestically?!"

This caused laughter from the people around.

The wind blew through the tents. In the Tang army camp, Li Yuanba was sleeping soundly with one foot dangling outside the large wooden couch. With every snoring, the nearby oil lamp was shaken and fell over.

In the light and shadow, Li Shimin walked in through the tent and saw two full bowls of wine on the table. His eyes were no longer as stern as before, but filled with the tenderness that only belonged to a brother.

He floated over, put Li Yuanba's feet that were hanging outside back on the couch, then sat on the edge of the bed, quietly looking at this honest brother.

At the entrance of the tent, Li Cunxiao came over with Yuwang Spear, peeked inside, and saw that Li Yuanba had fallen asleep. He had no choice but to ride his war horse and go to the Yizhou military camp. He was full of energy and was so excited that he couldn't sleep, so he came here and found Zhao Yun.

The latter sat in the tent, placed the Longdan spear flat on his knees, and felt the fighting spirit coming from the spear.

Hearing footsteps, Zhao Yun opened his eyes and saw Li Cunxiao at the entrance of the tent. He stood up with a smile, picked up the Longdan spear, and went to the open space outside the tent with the opponent. Another exciting fight began.

There were also generals sitting quietly in the tent. Under the dim light of the oil lamp, Yang Ye, with his white beard, wrote down the names of his sons, daughters-in-law and old wife.

Looking at the names on the paper one by one, he gently stroked them with his fingertips and tears fell again.

In the distance, An Lushan was shirtless, with a bulging belly showing, and snoring loudly. He slept for a while, opened his eyes again, looked around dazedly to see if Li Zhuer appeared, and then closed his eyes with peace of mind.

While dreaming, I was grinding my teeth and talking in my sleep.

"Hehe... great achievement... hehe... longevity... thank you, Your Majesty... thank you, Li Zhuer... for sending me here... hehe..."

The starry night flows.

Su Chen inspected all the military camps and returned to the central army. He burned incense for all his ancestors and reported on the war. Then he walked out of the carriage and looked at the peaceful darkness under the night sky.

I feel extremely proud.

The Chinese generals were able to start over here and vent their resentment.

After returning to the tent, Su Chen fell asleep exhausted. The battle in Nongma had ended, but in his mind, he was still thinking about the Xiliang army far away in Analia.

"Isn't it time for the Grand Master to decide the outcome with Caesar's Egyptian legion?"

……

South, Analia Province.

Further south of Mondogo, Caesar's Egyptian legion finally experienced the feeling of chewing a tough bone. Even though he had rich experience in leading troops in battle, he had never been beaten so badly by the opposing Ceres army as he was now.

With more than 30,000 people, they were unable to defeat the Xiliang army which only had 9,000 men.

The main general of the opposing army was even more difficult to deal with, and the ferocity he displayed was even more terrifying than him.

"I don't know if King Arthur can hold on."

In the military camp, Caesar sat in the tent feeling uneasy, looking at the map in front of him that was filled with various attack routes he had drawn.

The clenched fists appear powerless.

(End of this chapter)