Divided and transformed...
After Li Di listened to Kou Ji's words, he understood Kou Ji's thoughts.
He was very satisfied with Kou Ji's handling.
He was also afraid that Kou Ji was young and didn't know how to handle such things, so he was ready to help.
Seeing that Kou Ji handled this matter properly, he didn't need to speak again.
Ji Yan gritted his teeth slightly unwilling to hear Kou Ji's words.
If the clansmen are separated and want to get together again in the future, it will be difficult.
A few years later, I am afraid that not many people remember the existence of the Ganzhou Uighur.
however.
Even if Ji Yan was unwilling, she had to succumb to Kou Ji's majesty.
Yesterday, the Song army killed 30,000 Xixia prisoners outside the city of Xiliang, vividly remembering.
He had no doubt that after he violated Kou Ji's will, Kou Ji would kill them.
After all, Kou Ji did not have any mercy when he targeted the Shazhou Uighurs.
I will not be merciful to them.
"Everything is ordered by Kochin..."
Ji Yan lowered his head very picking up, and replied respectfully.
Kou Ji nodded in satisfaction and said, "Then go down and prepare."
"Li Zhaoliang, you go help a bunch of patriarch Ji Yan."
"Hey..."
Li Zhaoliang brought Ji Yan out of the hall.
Kou Ji, Jiao Siluo, Li Di, and Chong Shiheng were left in the hall.
Kou Ji smiled and said, "I'm afraid it will take some time for Zhu Neng to count the goods, and we can't sit there. It's better to ask someone to prepare some wine and dishes. Let's talk about it."
Jiao Si Luo smiled and nodded and said, "It's so good..."
Li Di and Chong Shiheng also nodded.
Kou Ji sent someone to get a table of wine and food.
Four people were sitting in the hall, talking and laughing while eating and drinking.
All four of them are talkative, so there is no need to talk about topics.
From the ancient and modern history of China, we talked about the ancient and modern history of the Western Regions.
From the ancient and modern history of the Western Regions, we have talked about weaponry.
Li Di and Chong Shiheng have advanced knowledge, astronomy and geography, medical divination and astrology, and so on.
Jiao Siluo is the master of a series, and he is also precious to the history, humanities and style of the Western Regions.
All three are outstanding people in the world.
So it's very broadcast.
Of course, Kou Ji is not weaker than them.
Kou Ji didn't share too many other things with them. He just told them about Baghdad, the Wisdom Hall, and the city floating in the air.
It is enough to make them fascinated.
The three of them looked at Kou Ji with fiery eyes, and they wanted to hold Kou Ji for a long conversation all night.
For Kou Ji, Baghdad, Wisdom Hall, and Sky City are nothing.
But for the three of Li Di, it is very fresh.
After nightfall.
When Kou Ji showed a tired look, Li Di still excitedly pulled Kou Ji's sleeves and asked: "In the far west, there really is a city built in the sky. There are really endless fruit trees. Finished sweet milk?"
Kou Ji glanced at the very excited Li Di trio, took four chopsticks, propped up a disc, pointed to the plate and said: "Build a city on it, that is, a city in the sky..."
Cheong Shiheng said in amazement: "So many long pillars can support the city in the air? Can human power be completed?"
Jiao Si Luo said in a uncertain tone: "Is there really a god and Buddha in the world?"
Li Di said in a uncertain tone: "The son does not speak..."
Kou Ji interrupted Li Di's words and said faintly: "The Great Wall left by the Qin and Han dynasties, and the gallops left by the Qin and Han dynasties, in the eyes of many people, are also miracles that cannot be accomplished by humans. Up
The thousands of grottoes in the Thousand-Buddha Caves and the stone Buddhas at a height of ten feet are also difficult for the distant Westerners to complete with human resources. Didn't they easily appear in front of everyone? "
"How can the pillars that prop up the city in the sky be accomplished by humans?"
Jiao Si Luo hesitated somewhat uncertainly.
Kou Ji said indifferently: "Dig a hole in the ground, put one end of the stone pillar in it, and then use a noose to tie it into hundreds of ways, and then it can be erected."
Cheong Shiheng exclaimed: "The manpower and material resources consumed are probably unimaginable."
Li Di commented: "If there is such a city in the far west, the person who built the city must be a tyrant comparable to the First Emperor."
Kou Ji covered his mouth and yawned without speaking.
He regretted it a bit.
Sorry to talk about this topic.
He forgot that the people are always curious about new things.
Also Xiaoxun apologized for the curiosity of Li Di's trio.
"Public officials, what's the matter with the endless fruits in the sky city and the endless sweet milk?"
Jiao Si Luo asked very seriously.
Kou Ji said: "Dig a circular channel and send someone to continuously inject honey and sweet milk at one end. People in other places naturally have an endless amount of sweet milk to drink.
As for the unfinished fruit trees... Someone picks it while someone hangs it up, isn't it just unfinished? "
Li Di heard this and said angrily: "How can the people fail to see such an act of labor and money, how can it be regarded as a miracle?"
Hearing this, Kou Ji glanced at Li Di, and said indifferently: "In the Daqing Hall in the past, there were fairies calling for the wind and rain, calling for the goddess to come, didn't some people believe it?"
Li Di gritted his teeth when he heard the words, snorted coldly, and said nothing more.
He already understood what the so-called city in the sky was all about, and also understood the miracle of endless fruit and endless milk.
A group of aloof people, through the foolish act of the gods and Buddhas of the heavens, nothing more.
Thinking about it, he felt sick.
Kou Ji described a city like a fairyland to Li Di, then pierced it with his own hands, and placed the fly camp dog in front of Li Di. The Li Di suddenly lost interest in the sky city.
One by one no longer talked about Kou Ji.
Stand up and leave respectively.
After sending away the three of Li Di, Kou Ji, led by the guards in the city lord's mansion, went to rest in a bedroom.
Everything went smoothly in Kou Ji's hands, and he slept very deeply.
Li Yuanhao on the banks of the Red Water could not sleep at all.
On the banks of the gurgling river.
A tent is tied up.
Inside and outside the tent, there were countless figures shaking, but few people spoke.
The Xixia soldiers and horses who used to wrestle and amused in their leisure time are all sitting outside the tent with a sad face, looking at the direction of Xiliang City.
The swaying torch seemed to become a little dull with their mood.
Inside and outside the Xixia military camp, there was a sense of sadness and desolation.
Inside the Great Account of the Chinese Army.
Li Yuanhao sat on the couch without a goddamn, his eyes were bloodshot, and he stared out of the camp tent blankly.
On the table in front of him, there was a very rough wooden box with a human head in it.
The head was covered with blood, and it looked terrifying.
At the table.
When Ye Li was begging, he no longer had the calmness he had in the past. He slumped on the ground, staring at the box in front of Li Yuanhao with disheveled hair, his red eyes twitching in a low voice.
The other Xixia generals in the tent hung their heads and looked sad.
This time the Hexi World War.
Xixia can be said to have returned in a disastrous defeat.
Not only failed to capture Hexi, but also the seized gold and silver jewelry, cattle, sheep and horses were also lost in Hexi.
In addition, it also damaged two Xixia elite soldiers.
There are not many elite soldiers in Xixia.
Every loss of one is a great loss for Xixia.
previous years.
Song Liao attacked Xia together, and Xixia paid a great price in order to resist two powerful enemies.
Not only lost the richest territory in Xixia, but also lost nearly 60% of the elite.
After that great battle, Xixia left four elite teams.
The Iron Harrier, the Defending Army, the Catch Army, and the Strong Crossbow Army.
Iron Harrier, Ding Nan Army, and Strong Crossbow Army are permanent soldiers and horses.
The capture army is not permanent, it is still a rudimentary form at present.
Even so, it was several times more powerful than Xixia's other soldiers.
This time the Hexi World War.
The Iron Harrier was beaten and maimed, leaving fewer than a few hundred people.
The fifty thousand capture army was slaughtered, and there was no one left. (According to historical records, there are 100,000 capture troops, all of them are well-equipped soldiers, mainly capturing prisoners. But that was after the founding of Xixia, there was a ten-year difference from the time in the book now, so here is taken Number of fifty thousand.)
Kou Ji left two for Xixia, but at the moment Li Yuanhao saw Ye Li Wangrong's head, in a rage, he slaughtered the two Kou Ji left.
The four elites of Xixia were broken in half in Hexi.
It can be said that the loss was heavy.
Xixia might take a long, long time to recover.
Kou Ji's fierceness surpassed Li Yuanhao's imagination.
Li Yuanhao originally thought that he was the hottest person in the world.
But when he learned that Kou Ji's eyes were unblinking and ordered the people to kill 30,000 Xixia soldiers, he realized that Kou Ji was more cruel than him.
He only killed a few thousand Song troops in Suzhou, and Kou Ji slaughtered 30,000 him in Xixia.
He regrets now.
Regret that I was ruthless in Suzhou.
If he didn't lay down cruel hands, maybe those 30,000 Xixia soldiers would not die.
Just when Li Yuanhao fell into remorse and couldn't help himself.
A tall, middle-aged man led a few people into the Great Tent of the Chinese Army.
Li Yuanhao felt the movement, and roared almost without hesitation: "Who?! Who would dare to violate my military order and break into the Chinese army's account without permission, tired of living?"
"Whhhhhh..."
The Xixia generals in the Great Tent of the Chinese Army took out their sabers almost without hesitation.
But after seeing the person's face, he put away his saber decisively and knelt on the ground.
Li Yuanhao stared at the dim lights for a long time before he could see the person's face clearly.
"Father... Father King?!"
Li Yuanhao screamed.
Li Deming was already sullen and walked in front of Li Yuanhao.
As soon as Li Yuanhao got up, Li Deming waved his hand and gave Li Yuanhao a heavy slap.
The beating Li Yuanhao fell into the seat.
Li Yuanhao stared at Li Deming in astonishment.
Li Deming was not angry and snorted coldly: "Look at what you look like now, but you have only suffered a defeat, and you have become so sluggish."
Li Yuanhao hurriedly got up from the seat and exclaimed: "Why is Father Father coming back here?"
Li Deming snorted: "If I didn't come here, I wouldn't see my son, he would be so hopeless."
"Father, the Iron Harrier is gone, and the capture army is gone. The hateful Song people will kill the capture army."
Li Yuanhao leaned close to Li Deming and said with a trembling voice.
Li Deming stared, "So what?"
Li Yuanhao looked at Li Deming in amazement.
Li Deming gave Li Yuanhao a sideways glance and said coldly: "It's normal to win and lose in a war. You can't only allow yourself to win and not allow others to win. There are not a few triumphant generals in the world, and there is no undefeated dynasty in the world.
Therefore, it is not terrible to lose, nor is it terrible to pay a great price.
The terrible thing is that he lost his fighting spirit.
Without fighting spirit, how can I win it back
How about the iron Harrier
What if the capture army is gone
When your grandfather raised his army, there were only a few thousand people under his account.
If he was like you and had no fighting spirit, he would have been swallowed up by Song Shengsheng a long time ago.
With a tenacious fighting spirit, he led thousands of people in the northwest. After several defeats, he was indomitable. In the end, he swept through all the enemies in the northwest and dominated the northwest, laying the foundation for Xixia.
Therefore, it is not terrible to lose.
As long as we have the will to fight, one day, we will stand up again.
Bringing troops to the south, to take back all the shame we have suffered today. "
Li Yuanhao gritted his teeth, blushed, and said in a deep voice, "My boy understands..."
Li Deming stared at Li Yuanhao and continued: "Until you have regained your fighting spirit, I will not let you lead the army again."
Li Yuanhao nodded heavily.
Seeing this, Li Deming's expression eased a little, and he said, "In the next few days, you will learn from Mr. Xia. Learn how to be a Song person, how to fight with the Song people, how to defeat the Song people."
"Mr. Xia?"
Li Yuanhao looked at Li Deming a little puzzled.
Li Deming's eyes fell on a figure not far behind him, and smiled: "Mr. Xia, I will leave it to you in the future."
The person who was called Mr. Xia slowly walked up to Li Yuanhao and bowed his hand to Li Deming without being humble or humbly, "It is my duty to..."
Li Yuanhao's eyes widened in astonishment, "Xia Wei?!"
The person called by Li Deming as Mr. Xia was Xia Yu who defected from the Song Dynasty.
Li Yuanhao is very familiar with Xia Wei.
Xia Yu used to serve as a defensive envoy in the northwest and often dealt with Xixia.
Xixia's documents about Xia Wei are full of baskets.
Xia Yu said lightly to Li Yuanhao: "My name is Xia Yuan now, you can call me Mr."
Li Yuanhao said angrily: "You are a Song person, what qualifications do you have to be my husband? The Song person I hate the most in my life."
Li Deming became angry when he heard the words, and stared at Li Yuanhao and roared: "Don't be rude to Mr. Xia!"
Xia Wei waved his hand and said faintly: "Guo Li doesn't have to be like this. How about letting me say something to His Royal Highness?"
Li Deming glared at Li Yuanhao ferociously, and didn't speak again.
Li Yuanhao gritted his teeth and stared at Xia Wei.
Xia Wei stared at Li Yuanhao lightly and said, "Do you know why you lost?"