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Chapter 1130
The speed of a group of soldiers and horses returning east slowed down, and it was only dark in the afternoon when they began to set up camp.

Over the past few days, the sun has not been seen during the day, and the stars have not been seen at night, so even the guide who is most familiar with the road can't find the direction.

The soldiers of the Tang army settled the wounded, and a school general shouted: "Let the prisoners also go over there to warm up, don't freeze to death."

"There are not many captives left, they are all expensive."

"Ah."

Mangge quickly walked a few steps, and finally sat down by the campfire to rest.

Of course it is tragic to be defeated and captured, and this is the first time in his life that he has suffered like this...

That day in the decisive battle with the Tang army in the snow, because Yuxi Timur died in battle, the army's morale was in chaos and almost showed signs of defeat, so Mang Gelu had to order a temporary withdrawal from the battlefield.

Not long after, Tuhu's army rushed to the battlefield, almost defeating Li Xia.

The difference was that Ulu Hunai was biting the back of Tuohu's army and dealt a heavy blow to the Yuan army at a critical moment. Seeing their defeat, Tuohu had no choice but to retreat northward in a hurry.

Mang Gela was not so lucky, he fought hard for several days and was exhausted before being captured.

At this time, after his wet clothes and shoes were dried and his whole body felt warm, he suddenly had an idea.

You only need to send your bound hands into the flame, burn the rope, and your hands can move freely, and then you can grab another horse and rush out of the encirclement.

Thinking of this, Brother Mang raised his head and found a soldier of the Tang army staring at him while gnawing on a barbecue. His eyes seemed to have seen through his thoughts completely.

Only then did he realize that some things are easy to think about, but if he really wants to escape, every link may be fatal.Even if he can escape, how long can he live in the vast snow in this hungry and weak state?

"If you want to escape, try it." The soldier of the Tang army said, he was still chewing the meat in his mouth, and the meat foam was flying.

Mangge dodged subconsciously, but let the flesh spray spray on his collar.

He thought it was dirty, but he felt that it smelled a little sweet, and his saliva was about to come up and be pressed back.

He felt extremely ashamed that his extremely noble status was greedy for the meat in the mouth of a lowly soldier.

"It's fine if you don't escape." The Tang soldier knelt down and said again: "I heard that after the emperors Huizong and Qinzong of the Song Dynasty were captured by the gold men, they danced on the iron pot?"

Brother Mang turned his head and took a look, feeling a little puzzled.

"What do you think I do? Don't you think I know too much. Hey, we watch big plays every few days in our camp. This is how it is performed on the stage. The two emperors danced on the iron pot and screamed. Hahahaha. That golden man's hair is the same as yours."

This Tang soldier had a strong Sichuan accent.

Mangge can barely understand Chinese, especially at the last sentence, when the hat on his head was lifted to reveal the top of his shortened head.

"I'm not a Jurchen... We never treated the Emperor of Song like that."

"Hey, you can speak official language. I didn't say that you are from the Jin Dynasty, and I'm not from the Song Dynasty. I just said that your hair style is the same. I'm wondering, is it true that the more expensive people are, the better they dance?"

The other soldiers of the Tang army around laughed loudly.

"Why don't you ask Prince Dayuan to dance for everyone?"

Brother Mang lowered his head, not knowing how to stand up and resist, or which dance to dance for a while.

Fortunately, a general of the Tang Army passed by and cursed: "Sun Dazhu, who told you to talk so much? You are not allowed to talk to the prisoners!"

"Yes!"

"Feed him something to eat."

"Why? Isn't it good to starve this dog?"

"The general promised that old scholar..."

Mangge secretly listened and knew that Li Dehui must have surrendered.

Li Dehui was originally a Han Chinese. Now that he was defeated and captured, how could he not surrender to Li Xia?
Thinking of being bullied and made fun of by a few pawns here, and that the courtier who once assisted him clings to the enemy, Mang Gela couldn't help being furious, and secretly scolded those Han people for being shameless.

However, at the next moment, he was even more surprised when he turned his head and looked around because he heard the movement around him.

He saw two Marshals Wanhu under his command following behind Ulu Khurnai respectfully.

"Uncle Shu? Torica?" Brother Mang opened his mouth in disbelief.

Both Shuzhenbo and Tuolicha were the leaders of the Hongji assassination tribe, and they were brothers and sisters of some blood with his wife Norihan.Of course, they are all in-laws of the golden family.

After the battle, these two men clearly fled to the south, and were not captured, and even gathered a lot of rout soldiers.

How did that come here?
Of course they should not and cannot betray the Great Mongolia.

Did you want to come to negotiate with Li Xia and save yourself?Mang Ge thought so.

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"And let that kid warm up."

Shuzhenbo also caught a glimpse of Mangela when he was walking, and said to Wulu Hunai, "The emperor of Tang Dynasty and Ke Dun are really kind."

"Yes." Torica also praised: "It's really kind, kind and generous."

"Then what do you think?" Ulu Kunai asked.

Torica smiled brightly, and said, "He should be punished properly."

"Maybe let him dance on a red-hot iron pot."

Wulu Hunai was noncommittal, sneered, and led them into Li Xia's tent.

Li Xia never showed that he was seriously injured. When he sat there, his back was still straight, but his face looked a little pale.

Uncle Shuzhen and Torica acted exaggeratedly, and bowed deeply as soon as they entered the tent.

"Your Majesty the Great Tang Emperor, I implore you to forgive us for our stupidity in the past. After losing to you, we have repented. I hope you can generously distribute the cattle, sheep and tents so that our warriors can survive the cold winter."

"I will not take out the spoils to help the enemy."

"Of course we are not His Majesty's enemies." Since Uncle Shuzhen and Tolica came, many things have already been discussed, and he said: "We will also become friends of His Majesty the Emperor just like Ke Dun."

Wulu Hunai smiled faintly, walked around the brazier in the tent, walked to another chair beside Li Xia and sat down, picked up the milk wine, respected Li Xia, and took a sip.

She seemed amused by the word "friend".

Li Xia said: "You are not qualified to be my friends, you have failed miserably, and you may starve to death in the snow at any time."

"We still have [-] warriors..."

"We still have horses." Uncle Zhu Zhen interrupted Turicha, saying: "If you don't get the help of His Majesty, the warriors can only kill the horses to fill their stomachs. But they will still die in the grass in the end." .It's such a pity, they were supposed to be His Majesty's helper."

"Surrender?" Li Xia asked.

Shuzhenbo said: "That's right. We believe that Xiliji Khan is the real Mongolian Khan after Mengge Khan, and Kublai Khan is the traitor who betrayed the Great Mongolia. We are grateful to His Majesty for taking in and helping us." Great Khan, we are willing to fight for Great Khan..."

This is an excuse.

But many things in the world cannot be done without excuses.

After successive battles with Mangge Assassin and Tuohu, after removing the wounded, the soldiers and horses brought out by Li Xia had only [-] combat strength left.Now he can still show off his prestige, but he is relying on the [-] cavalry of Ulu Khurnai.

He does not have enough prestige to make these Mongols really surrender.

Of course, he is not in a hurry.If one day, when he completes the unification of the Central Plains, he will naturally have that kind of prestige.

The situation in front of him is precisely the reason why he supported a Sheri Jihan.

"Kublai Khan and his supporters regard me as an enemy of the Mongolian grassland." Li Xia said, "They are wrong. I am a friend of the people of the grassland. I have always hoped that Mongolia will be rich. Loot it. Put down your swords and soldiers, let your soldiers surrender their weapons and armor, and I will give them food, grass and tents."

Shu Zhenbo and Torica were not willing.

"Is this to treat our warriors as cattle and sheep to be slaughtered?"

"Warrior? Whether it's a herdsman or a warrior, you know in your own mind." Ulu Hunai put down the milk wine in his hand, and said, "Enough people have died, and there are enough pastures on the grassland to graze. You still plan to help Kubi Die in fierce battle?"

Shu Zhenbo and Torica looked at each other.

They had agreed before they came that Li Xia's request could be agreed as long as it wasn't too much.

Taking a ten thousand step back, even if the Han people have become powerful, in the end, didn’t they draw a pasture on the grassland for them to graze?You can also trade with each other, which is better than dying in this snowstorm.

"..."

When it came to the end, it was still Ulu Khurnai who sent the two Mongolian leaders away.

Li Xia sat alone in the tent, looking down at the map, and it was a long time before he heard that Ulu Hunai had returned.

"Just looking at the map like this, can you find the way for us in the snow?"

"No." Li Xia said, "I'm just thinking about how to fight next."

Ulu Khunai sat down again and said, "I want Kublai Khan's head."

"I hope to give it to you too." Li Xia said.

He didn't feel the shock of Mubalasa's death on Ulu Khurnai's face, but he knew it must have been there.

He then put down the map in his hand and said: "I am not a god, I will be defeated and die too. If you hadn't come this time, I might have died in Tuohu's hands, or I would have lost my teacher and fled."

"You should thank me, but you don't have to hide your strength. It was you who defeated the more than 1 men of Mangera with less than [-] men, and restrained Tuohu's troops. Otherwise, I would not be able to win."

"I didn't expect us to be so polite." Li Xia said, "I just want to say, I can't guarantee that Kublai Khan will win, but you came with the army of the whole country, and I will fight him with the army of the whole country."

After he finished speaking, he handed over the map in his hand.

Wulu suddenly looked down and saw arrows on the top.

Counting the Mongolian cavalry recruited to surrender today, they have [-] soldiers and horses in the northwest...just one of the arrows.

"So, this is your strength?"

"I'm better than you." Li Xia nodded, and said, "I'm saying this to tell you that you didn't make a mistake in choosing Dongjin. Mang Ge's assassination and Tuohu are the prelude to the decisive battle between me and Kublai Khan, and you are just in time to enter the arena." gone."

"Injured like this, do you still have confidence?"

"Look, how many troops did I have when I came, how many troops do I have now?"

Wulu suddenly turned his head to look outside the tent, feeling a little confused in his heart.

Only now did she discover that in Mobei, at least [-] troops originally belonged to the Great Mongol Kingdom, but they all surrendered to Li Xia for some reason.

I don't know why?She herself was one of them, how could she not know the reason.

Step by step to get here, she has carefully considered every choice.

Because grassland people like to obey the strong...

(End of this chapter)