Chapter 212: Good Minister of the Great Song Dynasty

In the early morning, when Luo Dacheng woke up in bed, he felt refreshed and felt comfortable lying on the bed, and he almost couldn't bear to get up.

Beside him is a beautiful and lovely wife. Her young and pretty face is sleeping deeply with the glory of maternity, with a quiet smile on her lips.

Luo Dacheng sat up slowly, quietly lifted up the quilt, lie on her jade-like belly, and his ears pressed against her bulging belly, quietly listening to the sound coming from her belly.

The heir of Hualie's tribe was stretching his body inside, occasionally punching and kicking his lower abdomen, showing his existence.

Luo Dacheng listened with a smile, and saw the curtain lifted from the corner of his eyes, and a petite figure walked in quietly.

That was Ye Ting'er. Although she was already Luo Dacheng's concubine, she still willingly served Di Liniang. She served Luo Dacheng at night and did her best.

A few days ago, the soldiers were in danger. Luo Dacheng sent them to a camp far away and led his army to fight fiercely with the Liao army. At that time, she had been with Di Liniang and spoke with Xie Xiaowan to relax, so as not to get sick, but she had been missing her husband in her heart. She prayed to God every day and never let her husband have any accidents.

After the war settled, Luo Dacheng took them back and often stayed in Di Liniang's tent and talked with her. He accidentally neglected Ye Ting'er. Ye Ting'er was not resentful and still served them loyally, waiting happily for the birth of the baby. Sometimes he was fantasizing how good it would be if he could give birth to a child for Dahan?

Luo Dacheng raised his head, smiled slightly at her, quietly got up from the bed, under Ye Ting'er's service, put on his clothes and walked out of the tent.

Standing on the grassland, breathing deeply the fresh air on the grassland, tilting his head, looking at the vast sky, the blue sky and white clouds, he couldn't help but feel relaxed and smiled calmly.

Wearing the gorgeous robe of King Shubang, Luo Dacheng walked on the grassland and gradually walked towards the edge of the camp. There, several commanders were kneeling down and waiting, as if they had something to report.

Luo Dacheng walked over and saw a messenger kowtowing to report that it was the Song envoy who was waiting in the outside camp and asking for a meeting with the Khan.

In fact, Envoy Song had approached the camp in a few days, but before the time came, Brother Su arranged for them to go around the grassland first, and after they negotiated the details of the surrender with Xiao in the future, let them approach the camp to see if Luo Dacheng was in the mood to meet them.

Luo Dacheng nodded, turned over and rode on a horse, and galloped towards the outside camp.

Behind him, a group of personal guards hurriedly got on the horse, followed him, and galloped forward.

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On the endless grassland, a huge convoy was slowly moving towards the northwest.

In front of the convoy was a man wearing a Song Dynasty official uniform. He looked about 34 years old, with three long beards, and a fair face. He looked gentle and gentle, but he had been attacked by wind and dust, and his face looked quite windy and frosty.

In his hands, he held a scepter, but he was the envoy sent by the Song Dynasty and the envoy Zhao Liangchen who went to Hualie's tribe for envoys.

Behind him, countless followers followed, most of them riding on horses or chariots, heading towards the camp of Hualie's troops.

Zhao Liangchen rode forward and looked at the vast grassland ahead. Although his face was calm, he was thinking about what kind of person the long-rumored Luo Dacheng was.

They set out from Tokyo Bianliang, but did not dare to enter the Liao territory. Instead, they headed west to Shaanxi, at the intersection with the forces of King Li Deming of Xiping. They had just crossed the border, headed north near Xingzhou, crossed the vast Gobi Desert, entered the grassland, and walked northwest. They had been walking for a long time before they approached the camp of Hualie's tribe.

As soon as they entered the grassland, soldiers from Hualie's troops came to pick them up, saying that they were leading the way, but they seemed to be intentionally delaying their journey. They took them around in circles, making the already tired followers even more tired, and the number of sick people gradually increased.

The horses they rode were purchased from the herdsmen on the Gobi and grasslands after crossing the border. The price was much lower than in the Song Dynasty. Zhao Liangchen simply bought more and brought them back to the Song Dynasty in the future and used them as mounts for cavalry.

Fortunately, there are horses to carry on, so the entourage guards and officials will not be too tired, otherwise they may die of exhaustion on the road.

As for those big carts, they were brought with them when they set out from Tokyo Bianliang, and were filled with a large amount of spices, silk, tea, ivory, lacquerware, porcelain and other valuable items. They were numerous and expensive, but they were given to Hualie's tribe by Emperor Song.

The Bud Tings took them to detour for only a few days, but they obviously accelerated their trip in the past two days and led them directly to the northwest, as if they had received an order to get them to arrive soon.

Although Zhao Liangchen did not speak, he was thinking in his heart that Hua Lie's troops arranged their itinerary in this way, as if they wanted them to arrive within a controllable and determined time. I wonder what the purpose was.

After crossing the vast grassland, from a distance, there were large areas of cattle and sheep in front of them, densely spread on the green grassland, and the number was amazing.

I rode my horse forward and looked into the distance. I saw fat cattle and sheep everywhere on the endless grassland, scattered on the grassland, chewing down my head and eating green grass.

The grass grew very tall and was blown by the wind, making a rustling sound. Looking at the livestock standing in the grass and chewing their heads, Zhao Liangchen felt in a trance, feeling like "the wind blows the grass and sees cattle and sheep".

The person responsible for driving away the herdsmen was a group of herders wearing slogan costumes, both men and women, riding horses, galloping back and forth on the grassland, waving long whip poles, and driving cattle and sheep around, preventing them from running too far, so as not to run away.

A large number of followers under Zhao Liangchen's subordinates screamed in surprise. Although they had seen herders on the road, so many cattle and sheep were like stars in the sky covering the green grassland. This was the first time I saw it.

Looking at the wild buffalo and sheep, I’m afraid there are tens of thousands of cattle and sheep, and the economic strength of the Hualie tribe can be seen.

Zhao Liangchen suppressed his surprise and led a huge convoy to march forward, bypassing the cattle and sheep, and continuing to move forward.

He walked along the way, chatting with the soldiers of Hualie's troops who led the way, but listened to the people who stopped the divine people in a bad Chinese way and said disapprovingly that the number of cattle and sheep was not large, but was just one of the many camps for Hualie's troops to graz, which was smaller than other camps.

As the convoy moved forward for several miles, a deafening roar suddenly came from everyone's ears, as if thousands of troops were rushing towards them.

Seeing that the Han people had changed their faces, the cavalry of Hualie tribe who led the way sneered and comforted them, saying that this was just a herd of grazing horses, and there was nothing to do with it. This area was the territory of the Hualie tribe, and no tribe would come here to cause trouble.

As for the Liao army, they are now trapped deep in the grassland. It is their luck that Hualie's troops will not attack them. They dare not leave the protection of the camp and come to attack others.

The violent sound of horse hooves came from afar. Everyone looked up at the distance and stared at the large number of horses running from afar. They all stared at the eyes of surprise.

On the vast grassland, countless horses formed a huge herd of horses, running wildly on the flat ground, and countless horse hooves stepped on the ground, making the earth shake, making the Song envoy and his followers feel unstable.

Above the huge herd of horses, smoke and dust rose all over the sky, and countless strong horses were stroking, describing their extremely strong body, which made Zhao Liangchen feel slightly dizzy and tightly held the reins in his hand to prevent himself from falling off the horse.

So many horses occupy a large area of ​​grassland. From my own perspective, they are simply a huge herd of horses, with only tens of thousands of horses, and they are all so strong that they are full of wild beauty when they run wildly on the grassland.

Zhao Liangchen stared blankly as the countless horses ran past him, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. If the Song Dynasty could have so many war horses, it could form a huge iron cavalry. Why not be afraid of the numerous cavalry in the Liao army?

Thinking about the fact that he represented a big country but had only a pitiful little cavalry, Zhao Liangchen immediately became depressed and began to have a new estimate of the strength of the Hualie tribe.

It is easy to pull out tens of thousands of horses to graze and gallop on the grassland. However, there are still many strong horses in other places. Just by judging the number of war horses they raise, the Song Dynasty was far inferior to this remote grassland tribe.

In this way, if the military strength of the two countries is compared, the number of cavalry of the Hualie tribe will be far better than that of the Song Dynasty. If there is a war, the war will inevitably be unfavorable in the early stage. Unless the huge strength of the Song Dynasty is used to gradually lose the cavalry of the Hualie tribe until it is defeated.

Zhao Liangchen thought silently in his heart, secretly glad that the Song Dynasty and the Hua Lie tribe were far away. Otherwise, if the two countries were adjacent, there would be another potential powerful enemy.

However, it would be a great good thing if they could win over the Hua Lie tribe and let them help the Song Dynasty and attack the Liao Kingdom together. Since then, the powerful and fierce Liao Kingdom may not have time to invade the Song Dynasty south, which is a blessing for the Song Dynasty.

Around the huge herd of horses, the members of the Hualie tribe were galloping on horseback, waving their long whips, driving them forward without running away.
Chapter completed!