"It's all the blood of the Turks!" The cavalry repeated Wang Tongdeng's words loudly, rejoicing wantonly.

Wang Tongdeng rode on the horse and looked around. He saw that the brigade of Modao Team and Long Gun Battalion had arrived around the battlefield. Their appearance meant that the cavalry's rushing battle was basically over. Because Wang Tongdeng and other cavalry generals fought to the death, the Xia army completed the encirclement of most of the Turkic troops. Modao Hand and Long Gun Battalion completely shattered the Turkic people's belief in resistance in all directions. The Xia infantry was covered with heavy armor and advanced like a wall, crushing the resistance to pieces like an iron mill. The heavy armor infantry was siege and the Turkic cavalry had only two options, surrender or die, and there were few opportunities to exchange their lives for life. Turkic general Que Teqin, and many generals gave up their subordinates' army and fled to the end. Xu Wenhu did not intend to chase these missing fish. He left these defeated generals to Mesude to deal with them, and his ultimate goal was Mesude.

The winter sun shines on the battlefield where corpses are everywhere, and countless blood soaks the desolate Gobi Desert.

The crows circling in the sky made a desolate and frightening cry, and a group of Turkic prisoners sat on the ground with their heads hanging down. They would serve for a long time until the end of the war. The soldiers happily collected the spoils, and most of them carried with them when the enemy broke through were valuable. The officers had the share of the spoils, and most of them did not participate in the robbery in person, but maintained order on the battlefield or arbitrated the soldiers under their command. Xu Wenhu led a group of generals to inspect the battlefield. Every place they went, there would be earth-shaking cheers. The white-haired and pale-haired old general waved to the soldiers to respond to their respect. However, when he lowered his head, the brim of his helmet covered a layer of haze in his eyes...

Xu Wenhu likes to fight with confidence, but he is completely different from Zhang Shanfu in his bones. Zhang Shanfu likes to send out strange troops, while Xu Wenhu advocates advancing step by step with regular troops. However, in the battle between Xia and Turkic food, the battlefield was not only on the front but also behind. Although Xu Wenhu stayed on the front line, he felt the undercurrents in the rear. Most of the captains and soldiers in the river were transferred to the front line, and there were many tribes that had not yet been completely surrendered. The long-distance migration made them hungry and cold, left their hometowns, and made them feel resentful. Xia did not want to appease them, but due to the difficulty of the court, they could only give the most basic care. If these Baiyi people who were forced by Xia and Turkic were deliberately incited and indulged with ulterior motives, a large-scale rebellion might break out.

Xu Wenhu did not doubt the power to pacify these mobs in the river, and even knew the intentions of some people, but he would never allow these things to affect the stability of the front-line war. Even though Zhang Shanfu personally served as the commander of the Western Front Army, Xu Wenhu still firmly grasped most of the officers of the Anxi Army. He understood the emotions of the officers and told them not to be involved in irrelevant matters. He had been urging the baggage department to transport food and grass to the front line, and asked the Prime Minister's Mansion and the prefectures and counties in Hezhong to protect the families of the soldiers who went on expedition. Before the army set off, Xu Wenhu had a rare long talk with Zhang Shanfu to test his attitude towards the undercurrents in the rear, and made a stern statement that he could ignore the small movements of some people, but if these movements threatened the safety of the front-line army, it would break his bottom line, and all the soldiers would not agree, and "some people" would know what regret is.

Zhang Shanfu just smiled and told Xu Wenhu not to worry, everything would be solved by His Majesty the Emperor and the Five Mansions.

Until ten days ago, the rear of Hezhong was very calm. However, shortly before the Battle of Khan City, some tribes that were forcibly migrated to the south of Wuhu River had rebelled. In order to prevent the spread of the rebellion, the reaction of Hezhong was strong. The counties in Hezhong once again recruited retired soldiers, and an army was sent to the south of Wuhu River to suppress the rebellion. The rain came, and Xu Wenhu felt a little uneasy. Fortunately, the Turks in Khan City could not hold on at this time.

The first battle made the Rom Turks lose one of the most important strongholds, and the next battle would be in Baghdad. Xu Wenhu felt that something big was about to happen in the rear. After the Battle of Khan City, he issued a military order to take Turkic prisoners to the rear for labor, but soon canceled the order, and would rather consume some military rations and incorporate all of these prisoners into the meat shield camp. He would rather bear the reputation of "killing prisoners" than take the risk of adding these guys to the pile of burnts.

"Those people are just dissatisfied with the Protectorate Mansion, I hope they are not crazy yet."

During the day, Xu Wenhu was preparing for a decisive battle with Mesud. If he avoided the battle, Baghdad would return to the hands of the new kings, Li Sihai, and the various lords who surrendered to Mesud would fall apart. Because of Li Sihai's existence, Mesud had no way out. In the quiet and dark night, the old generals of the training camp were worried about the increasingly surging vortex behind. His black figure was reflected in the eyes of the soldiers in the Western Expedition, as if cast by steel and iron, and on the black sky. The soldiers loved the old general and regarded him as a guardian. Whenever Xu Wenhu passed by, he was originally huddled on the horse's back, and wrapped his face in a thick leather hat, the soldiers would straighten their backs and look very energetic.

"The old man is still very energetic." The words of the beloved general Wang Tongdeng drifted into his ears along the wind.

"Heartless guy." Xu Wenhu frowned, "It's better that Zhao Xingde is here."

His eyes narrowed into a slit, looking at the cold night sky with starry sky, the old general's mount was a tall and muscular horse in the river. He seemed to feel the master's thoughts and sniffed with disdain. A team of cavalry followed closely behind Xu Wenhu, and the sound of neat and powerful hooves gradually drifted away in the camp.

The Khan City was a great victory, and the old capital of the Roma Turks was lost, which shocked countless great princes.

Every day, countless urgent envoys were sent to all sides. A few days later, the new kings, Li Sihai, received countless letters. Some princes hoped to make peace with the Xia Kingdom through him. The Turkic Sultan Mesud had to step up the enlistment to win over all the princes. He sent a team of envoys to persuade the hesitant Dashi princes to explain to them that the Xia people were different from the Turks. All the Turkic Sultan needed was formal surrender. The areas occupied by the Turkic people only changed the rulers. The Xia people sought assimilation. The places they occupied were like a furnace to melt various races. Correspondingly, the status and privileges of the original nobles also became castles in the air, replaced by a group of upstarts based on the sergeant system. The Roma Sultan was the last hope and protector of the Dashi princes. If they did not want to become puppets, they had to fight with the Xia people.

In the early morning, a war horse covered in mud ran into Li Sihai's temporary camp with a messenger.

A young messenger jumped off the horse. After he revealed his identity, he followed the guard into Li Sihai's tent.

He looked around carefully, and then knelt down on one knee and presented a secret letter to Li Sihai: "The great Zanji greets the kings of the kings." Ayub looked at the kings of the kings sitting cross-legged in the head and said in a gentle tone, "The great Zanji asked me to tell the kings of the kings that he was very willing to fight with the kings of the kings, but you should draw a clear line before the Xia Kingdom. Zanji is willing to become the left and right arm of the caliph with you, rather than cooperate with a puppet of the Xia Kingdom." These words were originally written in the secret letter, but in order to show that he was not an insignificant and ignorant messenger, Ayub still risked to anger the kings of the kings and retelled the content of the secret letter in front of Li Sihai.

Although his attitude was neither humble nor arrogant, the content of the letter still angered the people around him. Under countless bad eyes, Ayub forced himself to remain calm, looking at the king of kings without blinking. The man looked not old, with a short beard on his lips, and an unpredictable light flashed in his brown pupils. Li Sihai touched his chin and looked at the young messenger curiously. Although Ayub had a beard and looked very old, he saw that the messenger was not over sixteen years old.

"Interesting, did your father offend Zanji, or did you accidentally kidnap his daughter?"

Li Sihai jokingly, looking at Ayub's tight face with satisfaction, showing an awkward expression on his face. He waved his hand and casually placed the secret letter on the fire: "At young, don't imitate others to be a hero. Go back and tell Zanji that Xia is my ally, and Li Sihai will never do anything to betray his ally. In addition, the arm of the country is only me," he looked at Ayub and emphasized his tone, "Below one person, above ten thousand people, in Baghdad, only the caliph is above me, and everyone else should surrender to me. I'm too lazy to write my letter. You tell Zanji intact. Don't worry, he will not kill you, otherwise he will not send you to me."

After saying that, Li Sihai waved his hand indifferently and signaled the guard to take the boy down.
Chapter completed!