Above the distant mountains, white clouds are blooming.

Below the mountainside, the shallow valleys are winding.

The seasonal stream has dried up, and the weeds are growing freely, covering up horse hoof prints.

Beside the desolate tomb, herds of cattle and sheep were walking happily under the drive of the shepherd.

A few naughty lambs left the group and greedily gnawed at the last wave of green grass this year.

The shepherd dog rushed up dutifully and drove them back to the flock.

The little prince has already ordered the army to advance.

Once this order is issued, not only the soldiers must follow, but the logistics troops scattered everywhere must also follow.

The messenger of the command stood on the high hills and after ensuring that the little prince's order had been executed, he disappeared on the other side of the mountain.

He brought four fast horses, and kept not stopping.

When you are hungry, take the water bag next to the saddle, drink the milk powder that has been soaked and shaken well, and then chew two mouthfuls of dry and hard jerky.

When you are sleepy, slow down your horse, sniffle for a while, wake up, and then run wildly, passing the command to one destination after another.

He came to the edge of the farmland. Larks sang on the branches, and among the fragrant wild flowers, quails soared into the sky.

The soldiers were harvesting wheat in the field. After hearing the orders of the little prince, they accelerated their movements and loaded the first batch of ground rough noodles into the vehicle and sent them forward.

He came to the clear river again.

It was a sunny afternoon. The swimming fish jumped from the river and splashed large splashes of water.

The elderly Wrangler rests on his head with his saddle and takes a nap in the shade of the tree.

The two teenagers were fighting on the side, with a horn bow and a scimitar on their feet.

The messenger conveyed the order loudly.

After a while, countless horses rushed over on the rough prairie like thunder. They were smooth, fat and strong, and were about to be sent to the front line to replace the war horses that had been exhausted under the crotch of the soldiers.

He finally came to the town full of ashes and blood, and read the little prince's order loudly.

The soldiers got up from the woman, hurriedly put on their pants and put on furs.

Someone also put on the stolen leather armor and iron armor, grabbed the sharp scimitar and heavy iron hammer.

They set a fire and burned the village completely.

The women killed one by one, and all the bodies were thrown into the flames.

The little prince's orders were fully spread out on the vast grassland.

The Turks, Uighurs, Yangmoren, Gelu, Shatu, Ugus, etc., and many unknown small tribes began to gather together and rushed towards Talas according to their different marching routes.

Shao Siwu led more than 10,000 infantry and cavalry of the Tianwu Army and more than 1,000 armored cavalry from Pinglu, Hengye and other armies to take the lead in traveling west.

Just this morning, he received news from Talas: another Persian reinforcements came, with a total of more than 10,000 people, and was defeated by Fu Cunshen.

After ten days, they had wiped out more than 8,000 Persian troops, and the results were quite large. As for how many of their own casualties, Fu Cunshen did not say anything, and asked Zhu Jin, he refused to say it, only mentioned that the Jurchen savages who came out of the old forest in the northeast were very serious.

Shao Siwu knew it.

The Jurchen savages are still quite fierce. They dare to fight and fight. After putting on iron armor, they treat them as dead soldiers who are trapped in battle, which is very useful.

Their large number of casualties must have occurred in the battle between the two sides. In other words, when they rushed, the Persians did not collapse at once, but resisted, at least for a long time. During this period, it happened to be a stage where both sides kept bleeding and continuous casualties until one side could not hold on.

Persia eventually retreated, probably because there were too few soldiers.

The Xia army's infantry formation could not be broken head-on, and the cavalry assault that had been tried and tested in the past was not easy to use. If it was stalked by light cavalry in the foreigners, it was really impossible to fight.

At the same time, he also felt that the Persians had some problems with their brains.

What's the point of sending a group of people to send a group of people like this? It's better to save tens of thousands of troops and have a decisive battle. I just don't know if they can draw so many people.

Of course, Shao Siwu didn't think they could send many people.

According to the news recently compiled by Liu Mian: There is a feud in the southwest of Saman Persia, called "Safar Persia".

Around the Xiantong period of the pre-Tang Dynasty, Yakub bin Les Safar started his business by suppressing the riots in Segistan (including today's eastern Yinlang and southern Afghanistan), occupied the entire territory of Segistan, established himself as an emir, and founded the Safar Persian dynasty.

In the 11th year of Xiantong (870), Yakub began to attack Tashir Persia, successively capturing Herat (now northwestern Afghanistan), Kerman (now southeastern Yinlang), Fars, Shiraz (now southwest Yinlang) and other places, and then sent representatives to the Baghdad court to express their surrender.

The Caliph followed the flow and added a formality to recognize Yakubu as the governor of the occupied area.

In the 14th year of Xiantong (873), Yakub captured Nishapuran, the capital of Tashir Persia (now Neshapur, located in the northeast of Yinlang), captured the last Emir of the Tashir Dynasty and moved the capital here.

Originally, this was an inspirational story of a humble "copper smith" who brought a three-foot sword to wipe out the world and founded the country. But Yakub was too ambitious and wanted to march into Baghdad and put it into practice. In the second year of Qianfu (875), he went north and destroyed the Ziyar dynasty of Tabaristan (now the southern coast of Yinlangli Sea), but was soon defeated by the Caliph's Regent Muwafak.

Yakub led the remaining troops to retreat to the east. Two years later, he died of depression and his younger brother Amur succeeded to the throne.

Amur expressed his obedience to the Caliph and paid a lot of money many times to finally ease the tension in the west. He then decided to expand eastward. Fifteen years ago, he was defeated by Saman Persia by Yubah (now northern Afghanistan).

Amur was captured, and Saman Persian carried him to the Baghdad court to execute him.

At this point, the Safar Dynasty was completely damaged and had to retreat to its core territory, Segistan, lick its wounds. At the same time, it paid a large amount of silver produced in the Panjshir Valley to Saman for forgiveness.

However, recently, news came that because the Great Vizi (Prime Minister) Jia Yinhani wanted to completely turn the Safar dynasty into a vassal, forcing this small regime that was in a corner of Segistan, war broke out again.

Also because of the nine-year-old monarch Nasr's belief issue (Shiites), not only the generals of Bukhara (Sunnis) were deeply uneasy, but there were also many rebellions everywhere. This seemingly huge empire was in a panic and suppressed everywhere. If the prime minister had not had the ability, he might have collapsed.

Shao Siwu was very interested in the information he learned, and at the same time he was inexplicably familiar with it.

Isn’t this the story of the Emperor Chang’an and the governors of various vassal states? It turns out that the Great Food Dynasty has also mixed with this kind of virtue!

At this point, he felt a little assured: at least in the next few months, it would be difficult for the Persians to gather a large army to deal with them, so let's take it safe, and they would withdraw soon afterwards.

*******

The news from the north was circulating among the mountains and took ten days to reach Fergana, and it was already late August.

Shao Shude stood on the terrace of Guba Town Castle, looking at the distant world.

On this fertile land, his soldiers were everywhere.

Someone is harvesting food in the field.

Someone is grazing sheep and horses.

Someone is robbing property.

Someone is marching and fighting.

The largest group of people: 12,000 infantrymen from Tielin, Tianxiong, Wuwei, Yicong, Tiande Five Armies, 12,000 cavalry infantry from Feilong, Jindao, and Heihuo Army. In addition, the new affiliated army, which has developed to more than 3,000 people, more than a thousand monks, and tens of thousands of soldiers who have recently surrendered Turkic tribes are siegeing Bahanna.

As usual, the main force is to capture all kinds of people.

If they attacked them all, the imperial guards would try to attack several times. If they couldn't take them down, forget it. Only 40,000 to 50,000 people could be killed. If they were consumed on the siege, it would be a loss.

"Your Majesty." Montessus and Yuelido called softly behind the door.

Shao Shude raised his right hand and asked them to wait.

Mengshi and Yueliduo retreated into the hall gate.

There was a crisp slap outside, and occasionally there was a hint of pain.

A moment later, Shao Shude came in.

Montessus glanced outside, and Adi fell sideways on the terrace. His chest was blue and purple, and his hips were covered with bright red palm prints.

She felt a little sorry and a little thankful.

She also experienced these things, and it was very painful at the time. But after giving birth to the child, the saint became more and more gentle, which made her miss it a little.

When she was alone, she even fantasized about the saint treating her roughly, and then she was so embarrassed that she was tugging her legs around and her face turned red like the morning glow.

Adi slowly stood up.

This is how Dahan favored her on the terrace in Osh.

That time, her husband Satuk was beheaded off the stage. She watched helplessly on the stage, her ears were filled with heavy sweat and terrifying breathing, and she was almost crushed.

When the knife cut off his head, Satuk and Khan splashed almost at the same time.

"What's the matter?" Shao Shude sat on the sofa with a big golden sword and pulled the Queen Mother of Nanzhao to clean it.

Yue Liduo handed a letter to him and said: "Military Information from the North."

Shao Shude took it, looked carefully, closed his eyes, and savored silently.

It has been ten days since I entered the Fergana Basin and I have already grabbed more than 200,000 cattle and sheep, more than 40,000 horses, and more than 6,000 camels. These have been sent back to Shule one after another.

Cattle and sheep are lucky, but food is very troublesome.

To this day, there are always 300,000 hu of hu. But in half a month, the 50,000 army consumed less than 20,000 hu of millet and wheat, and the food was too much that the warriors were reluctant to go out to herd their horses and fed them directly with the food.

The harvest is huge. Now the army is in high spirits. Everyone says they are capturing a big city, robbing it hard before then withdrawing the troops. Shao Shude agreed before.

The situation in the north seems to be quite smooth.

In almost half a month, more than 100,000 cavalry swept across the country, directly dazed Persia.

In his opinion, the Persians' several troops sent troops were all self-rescue actions by local officials, and lacked coordination at the entire court level. So they kept sending them like a gourd baby saving his grandfather.

Shao Shude put himself in his shoes. If he was the Persian prime minister, after receiving the news, he would hold a meeting to discuss how to rescue Talas, Bahanna, and the possible threatening Shashi (Tashkent), Samarkand and other places.
To be continued...