The next morning, Jia Huan sent away Yi Junjie, who had made Samarkand, and in the morning, he was groaning at the river.

From the war to Samarkand, there are two ways north and south.Generally speaking, the army is a flat north road.The city of Djizak, where the remaining 10,000 troops of the Uzbeks were, was the North Road.

South Road is near the border of the river with Tomora: Mount Boze.Yi Junjie went this way to Samarkand, and there was no danger.

During this time, the battle was busy, and he did not receive the family letter.For almost three months, there was no communication with Jinling's wives.

However, in his letters, Wei Wei has always been worried about the situation of Shi Yuhua.Now, he won’t disappoint the concubine.

And he himself did not want to see the pursuit of art of the fall of the jade.

Yi Junjie went here, is the initial contact between the Zhou Dynasty and the Safi dynasty of the Persian Empire.He did not intend to capture Samarkand and go to war with the Persian army.The current military focus in the West is not here.

At this point, he returned east to the city of Narun and began military operations against the broken leaves.

...

The cold winter weather is cold.On the 200-mile plain between Tuanjie City and the Battle, the forest in the village is sparse, and the grayish yellow in winter replaces the gold of late autumn.

Chingu Khan was put in a cell car, shackled, followed by a team of about 300 people, Xu Xu ahead.They were only taken care of by the minor wounded troops of the Zhou Army.

After a day, the captives went to the outside of the city.

“It has arrived.”The leading Zhou army put the general riding on the horse in the lazy way, "all down."Come down.”

Chingu Khan got off the prison car, handcuffed and footcuffed, and in the north wind of the morning, watching the battle to raise the big city.The heart is hard to say.

On that day, he came here as a winner, and now he is a prisoner.

His concubine, Jeadida, is afraid that it has become the ban of Jiahuan - cuddly?

...

The city suffered a lot of damage.After all, the Uzbek army and the Sogduk coalition were locked in this for months.

Jia Huan's residence and office are located in a roughly complete mansion on the Middle East side of the city.In the morning, a red sun shines on the eaves, and the staff shuttles endlessly.

Jia Huan managed the military and political power of Shule, the river, and Tomorro.The population is nearly 10 million.Every day, there is a lot of military affairs coming to him.

The main hall was changed to Jia Huan's office.Jia Huan had just received a nobleman from Ningyuan, and slightly rested the meeting, saw a small man waiting under the hall, and asked, “What is it?”

The little man made a work under the hall and said, “Jess, the Uzbek Chingu Khan has been taken to war.”He wants to see the envoy.”

He nodded, “Okay.See you before lunch.”

By noon, Jia Huan came out of the public room and went to the partial courtyard at the side door to see Chingu Khan.

The Chingu Khan was held with several Uzbek nobles.Among them were his sons, brothers, and nephews.He was talking in frustration, and he listened outside and said, "Here comes the prince."The heart is slightly raised.

Several relatives looked at the Chingu Khan, holding their breath, and life and death saw this meeting.

Then a little boy came in and brought him out.Chingu Khan walked out of the cabin and saw a young man in a stone cyan shirt standing in the courtyard.Streately slender and slightly emaciated.Young and ordinary.

But the air is extraordinary.Wearing a don’twel, a scribe dressed.Standing up, there is a human style.Even without the four-week guarding the stars and arches, he felt that he could recognize it at a glance.

Jasper, Mr. Jacqueline!

Chingu Khan "shit", kneeling on the ground, prostrate himself: "Little sweat arrogant, against the sky up to the kingdom, sin is not forgiven."Please make your sins!The little man did not dare to have a complaint.May the next life be venerated again by the Upper State in the land of the Khanate of Chincha.”

With that, the Chingu Khan kowtled hard on the ground.The sound of the clatter.The heart speaks of the eye.Waiting for Jasper's decision.

Jia Huan cold eyes looked at the "performance" of Chingu Khan and said lightly: "Is that all?"

Chingu Khan is small.For a moment I didn’t know how to answer Jasper.It is clear that Jia Huan was not very satisfied with his words.

Jia Huan smiled slightly and said, “The place where Zhou Jun’s horseshoes are treading, that is, Hantu!”What do you want this wall to do?Cut him down and waste food!Send the head to Samarkand."

Jasper finished, turning around and going outside.

Chingu Khan shouted in the courtyard behind him, “You can’t kill me, sir.”Can't.Don't kill me, I'll surrender!I surrender to you.Kill the bad ones!Mr. Jia.”

The words of the Khan are raging, true and sincere, and true.But...Jia didn’t stop walking.

If the Uzbeks were to be prisoners, they would have to kill their nobles and leaders.These are the causes of future trouble!

The grass is not removed, the spring breeze is deep!

...

The Chingu Khan was soon beheaded, and there were hundreds of Uzbek nobles.The news came out that the Hu people in the surrounding area were awe.

Today, I know that Tang Anxi Festival has made it honorable!

Kill the Hu Khan, like killing a sheep!

JJ as it is!

...

Just now, when Jia Huan ordered the execution, his leader, Yang Daey, was not around.But another one.

Jia Huan walked out of the courtyard and took the soldiers to the courtyard of the main room on the road, and he would take a nap after lunch.

The winter noon sun is soft and warm.Jasper asked, “Where’s the big eye?”

Yang Da-eyeds deeply trusted Jia Huan.He is a man of the Irons, whose house is outside the city of the Owl Pavilion, and the generations of the poor.In Jiahuan killed the nobles in the cubits, the average field, his family divided nearly 100 acres of pastures and more than 50 sheep.His mother invited his brother to join the army.

His brother died in the Battle of the ulterior of the choir.During the second conscription, he enlisted in the army.My mother left at home.With the courage to be selected to Jia Huan as a guard.He changed his name to Yang Big Eye.This is the name of the North.

And Jia Huan close to the patriarch Gaozi smiled and said: "Ma'am, you will know."Eyebrows with eye.The look is ambiguous – ambiguous.

Jia Huan laughed and scolded, “Heron, what kind of ghost expression are you?”Ask about you.”

Gao Zi's heavy face, "Hi, you, the big eyes do not let you say."

Talking and laughing a few words, Jia Huan line to the courtyard, Jia Huan to the dormitory to eat, Yang Dao eyes high chest convex, a serious help Jia Huan to play the curtain.

Jasper saw a beautiful woman sitting inside.A blue wand, eight-centre, white-skinned.

He asked, “Big eyes, what the hell are you doing?”Don’t look at this guy who is 16 years old.But in ancient times, 16 years old is an age when you know everything.

Yang Dao's eye urn said, "Lord, when Yi Ge left, he told me to help you find a beautiful person to serve you."This woman is the concubine of the Uzbek Khan, Ziyadei.Count her the most beautiful.I've tried to find her."

Jacqueline couldn’t laugh.That is to say, with a big eye, straight personality, is not to do such a thing.Or an easy pot.God knows how to fool this idiot.

He is also a man.But how can he accept this beauty?It hurt his reputation.He is not Genghis Khan.He is a sheriff of the week.He also wants to live two more years.What if it's an assassin?

Women's minds, don't guess.

Jia Huan waved his hand and said, “Okay.Take her down.She handles it for you.I'm going to have lunch."

Yang Big Eye was blind and took a hot potato, "This..."

Jasper ignored him and took care of himself.Waiting in the corridor.At this time, a little man came with the messenger, "The messenger, great joy."Judge Zhang defeated the last 10,000 troops of the Uzbeks.”

Jia Huan took the newspaper from the messenger and looked at the war newspaper above.There was a sudden feeling in his heart.

The West is over!