The sun rose, and on the green fields of the river bay, and on the golden desert in the distance, there were corpses and pools of blood, which was shocking. The battle at the mouth of the river bay lasted the longest, and the blood flowed the most. The blood soaked the grass, dyed the river water red, and flowed towards the city of Kadizhen.

People in Zhongcao who get up early to draw water should be able to see the blood in the water and smell the fishy smell in the water. I wonder if it will cause panic. However, Zhongcao is a fighting country, and I think it would not be panic about it.

After a night of fierce battle, almost everyone was very tired, but the joy of victory supported them, making them energetic and full of energy.

With just over fifty infantry and cavalry, they defeated the Turkic cavalry ten times more than one, and killed the generals and seized the flag, beheaded more than two hundred war horses alone. There was no doubt that this was a great victory with great pleasure.

Everyone was very happy, and Li Zaixing was also very happy, but he did not dare to be careless.

Ashina Moye may come to take revenge at any time. In broad daylight, without the cover of night, he would not have another surprise attack. The myth he just created may have been smashed by Ashina Moye and revealed his true form.

Li Zaixing did three things.

First, he asked Aya to send someone to contact Ibrahim. There was a lot of spoils here that needed to be cleaned up. It was too late to just rely on the warriors around him who had fought for a night. He gave Ibrahim part of it as Aya's betrothal gift. At the same time, he also asked Ibrahim to help, preparing to deal with Ashinamoye's counterattack and then cooperate to attack Kadynas City.

Secondly, he asked Almadie to raise the battle flag of Zhongcao, and tried every means to recruit as many Zhongcao people as possible to participate in the battle. The largest city in Zhongcao was Kadizhen City, but the city was limited after all, a large number of Zhongcao people lived outside the city, and many were in the nearby small towns, which were not under the control of Ashina Moye. If hundreds of people could be recruited, Ashina Moye would be afraid.

Finally, he asked Du Fu to enter the city of Kadizhen, meet Ashinamoye, and strive to persuade him to voluntarily withdraw from the city of Kadizhen. At least, he would release Xue Yu and find out the news about Julia and others.

Du Fu agreed readily. Although he was not a tyrant, he was full of confidence now, a kind of confidence that he could not even speak of himself. He wrote a poem on the spot:

Use arrows as long as long as you can.

Shoot the man and shoot the horse first, and capture the thief first.

Killing is also limited, and the nations have their own borders.

If you can control the invasion of the tomb, how can you kill and hurt more?

The soldiers around heard this and cheered in unison. Pei Xuanqing laughed and said, "Du Er, along the way, your poem has become more and more like Li Shixian, and this poem is even more passionate. I feel excited when I hear it. Good poems, good poems! This is the poem that my good men in the Tang Dynasty should write."

Du Fu stroked his beard and smiled proudly. He felt that he had made a poem like Pei Xuanqing feel that he had made great progress. Not only Pei Xuanqing felt good, but he also felt that he was good. Compared with "Wangyue", this poem has a smaller atmosphere and is more heroic than "Wangyue".

Li Zaixing was ashamed. Did Du Fu's poem come about like this?

"Li Dalang, how about it?" Du Fu looked at Li Zaixing with a smile, waiting for him to praise him.

Li Zaixing pondered for a moment: "I think it's not enough. I think you should copy it to Li Bai, Cen Shen and the others. They are poets and should understand the good intentions better." He paused and smiled and said, "I hope you read this poem to Ashina Moye to let him know that I don't want to kill too much, but just want to stop his invasion and retrieve the things he took away."

"Sure, certain." Du Fu laughed up on his back, turned over his horse, and galloped away with A Duan.

Li Zaixing was in a daze. Is this Du Fu who was as sad as his old age? Why did he look so much like the energetic Li Bai?

...

At midnight, Ibrahim arrived first.

He was not far away. After receiving news from Li Zaixing, he hurriedly led a hundred knights to come. Along the way, he carefully asked about the battle and praised Li Zaixing's tactics.

He is a man who has been through the battlefield. He can understand the beauty of Li Zaixing's tactics better than anyone else, and he can understand the finer details of Li Zaixing seemingly bold. He combined all factors, accumulated small victory into big victory, and discovered possibility from the impossible, thus creating a nearly miraculous victory.

This person is not only brave, but also scheming. At least he can be a general who is on the side and is fully qualified to be his ally.

Ibrahim was very glad that Aya made the decision in desperation to save him, but it might bring a turning point for his tribe. This should be Allah's response to the devout prayer of the Seyar family.

People feel refreshed when they are happy, and the spring breeze is proud and the horse's hooves are light. Although it is mid-autumn now, Ibrahim's heart is still as hopeful as spring. He galloped on his horse and rushed to the riverside in just half an hour, and met Li Zaixing and Aya.

Aya went out to greet her, like a milky swallow, threw herself into Ibrahim's arms, hugged his neck, and laughed endlessly. The day and night just passed were the first time in her life that she had left her father so far, and she experienced another fierce battle. Seeing her father again was like three autumns.

"Hahaha..." Ibrahim was in a happy mood, patted her daughter on the back and smiled: "All of them are wives, you can't be so arrogant anymore. You are a virgin of the Seyar family."

Aya giggled and pulled Ibrahim to Li Zaixing.

Li Zaixing sat on the stool, with a map just drawn in front of him. Ibrahim took a look: "Gadidiya City?"

"Yes, there are also Tuozhe City, Samogen and Abumi City." Li Zaixing pointed out one by one: "The city of Kadizhen is among the cities, so we have to consider it comprehensively."

The smile on Ibrahim's face faded and became serious. He gently pushed Aya away, sat opposite Li Zaixing, looked at the map, and after a while, he said, "How sure are you?"

"70%."

"70%?" Ibrahim raised her eyebrows and didn't believe it.

"You should know better about the situation of Dashi than me. In this case, Governor Kharasan cannot go north in large numbers. As long as we do not provoke, the city of Samora and Abumi will remain silent. Although it will not be too long, as long as we handle it properly, it is still very likely to take this opportunity to take over the city of Kadizhen."

Ibrahim grabbed his thick beard and said no words for a long time. He knew that Dashi was in a civil war, and Musilin, the governor of Khurasan, did not have a large force to head north, but Li Zaixing had too few troops. Even if he could recruit some Zhongcao people to join the war, coupled with his tribe, the total strength was very limited. If he attacked Kadizhen City, he would inevitably suffer heavy losses. He did not want to lose all the remaining strength here.

"Don't worry." Li Zaixing saw Ibrahim's concern and smiled: "My life is more expensive than you think. If I'm not sure, I won't bet easily."

Ibrahim smiled embarrassedly.

"Prince, Elmiedi is back." Bai Xiaode suddenly shouted and pointed at the distance.

Li Zaixing looked in the sound and saw smoke and dust rolling in the distance, dozens of riders in front and more than a hundred people behind, whistling like a giant dragon. Although the number of people was not large, the momentum was amazing.

Ibrahim was startled, stood up instinctively, waved his hand to signal the knights to prepare for the battle. Aya quickly grabbed him and whispered: "It's Elmadi's men, not the enemy."

Ibrahim breathed a sigh of relief, then frowned again: "It is not a good thing for you to have such strength."

Aya squeezed her eyes: "I'm not afraid of having my dad."

The father and daughter talked in big croaker language, and their voices were low. The old man Dashi, who was the translator, could not hear clearly at all, so Li Zaixing naturally couldn't understand it even more. However, when he heard Elmmadi's name, and looked at the expressions of their father and daughter, he could roughly guess some of them, and couldn't help but laugh secretly.

Not long after, Elmiedi ran to the front, turned over and dismounted, and said loudly with joy: "Master, people's hearts are still there, and the battle flags are together, and followers are gathered. Almost every Zhongcao person is willing to fight with the master. I will bring back more than a hundred people first, and more people will arrive soon. Master, I want all the war horses and camels, and we need a lot of weapons and equipment."

Li Zaixing smiled and nodded: "There is no problem with the weapons of camels and horses, but they have to bring their own food. At least they must be able to support us in taking down the city of Gadidi. Do you think there is any problem?"

"No problem." Elmadie raised his eyebrows: "Take the city of Gadidia and we will have more food."

Li Zaixing smiled with satisfaction, turned to Ibrahim and said, "I want to keep the camel horse weapon this time. I will keep half of the other belongings to the soldiers participating in the war, and the remaining half will be Aya's betrothal gifts. What do you think?"

Ibrahim hesitated, and he also needed the camel and horse weapons. The amount of remaining property was limited, and Li Zaixing had to take half of it. This betrothal gift was too thin.

"If you are willing to fight side by side with me, after taking down the city of Gadidia, I will also give you the spoils. In addition, I will report your situation and achievements to the court, try my best to win the gifts of the emperor, and send a large army to help you restore the country. If you cannot return to the Great Food, you can also go to Chang'an to be a residence and enjoy your old age."

Ibrahim's heart beats.

Li Zaixing's words were so tempting that they hit his weakness everywhere. He is at the end of his journey and has little time to go, and he needs a solid backer. Looking at the world, which backer is more solid than the Tang Dynasty? With the support of the Tang Dynasty, even if there is no hope of restoring the country, he doesn't have to worry about Mu Xilin's pursuit. If he can beat him, he can still retreat into the Tang Dynasty and enjoy the protection of the Tang Dynasty. Just as Li Zaixing said, if he takes a step back, he can also go to Chang'an to be an apartment house and say goodbye to this fearful life.

"Okay!" Ibrahim stretched out his big hand and sweared to Li Zaixing.
Chapter completed!