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Chapter 1317: repatriation

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On November 5th, the Persian Empire finally responded positively to Daxia's ultimatum.

The King of Persia claimed that if Bactria was willing to pay a ransom, then the Persian Empire would be happy to send the Ogedei tribe back to Bactria in order to maintain the friendship between the two parties.

"The specific ransom is negotiable," said the King of Persia.

The King of Persia is a very smart person. He is not really greedy for that little ransom, but wants to use this ransom to silence the opponents in the empire.

In this way, the Persian Empire not only sent out a hot potato, but also maintained the internal stability of the empire.

The best of both worlds!

In order to get Da Xia to agree, the Persian king claimed that the ransom can be negotiated.

In fact, under such a situation, even if Daxia didn't give him a penny, the King of Persia would be happy.

Ouyang Shuo considered the conditions proposed by the King of Persia and chose to accept them. Wokuotai has always been a heart problem for Wang Jian, the commander of the West Asia theater. It should be dealt with early, so that Wang Jian can really enter the state.

Second, Ouyang Shuo had no real plan to declare war on the Persian Empire in the spring of the coming year.

The highlight of next year's Great Summer should be in Tianzhu District. Only after Tianzhu is conquered, will the empire have the energy to continue westward. The strength of the West Asia theater and the South Asia theater is not enough to support two-front operations.

At this time, promising the Persian Empire to redeem the prisoners of war can also confuse the Persian Empire.

All in all, everyone has their own calculations, and it depends on whose chess moves are better in the end.

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On November 20, at the border of the Western Xinjiang Province, Nancheng Pass.

Daxia has two major passes on the border of the Western Xinjiang Province, one south and one north, the north is called Beita Pass, and the south is Nancheng Pass, which together guard the border.

These two passes are also the only passages from Daxia to the Persian Empire. Beyond the two passes, there are basically high mountains and mountains, which are difficult to cross, let alone march.

This shows the strategic position of the two major passes.

Among the two major passes, Nancheng Pass is the most important, leading directly to the hinterland of the Persian Empire.

A year ago, when Wo Kuotai led his troops to evacuate, he walked through this pass; earlier, when the Mongolian army marched westward, it also walked through this pass.

The automatically generated pass, the mottled city walls, and the traces of the years have accumulated, witnessing countless historical moments.

The core group army of the West Asia Theater—the First Army of the Flying Bear Army, the real trump card army in the West Asia Theater, is stationed at Nanchengguan; the Second Army of the Flying Bear Army is stationed at Beitaguan.

The remaining three legions are also stationed outside the two major passes.

In the morning, it was cold and windy.

The bone-piercing cold permeated the air, and the breath that was exhaled from the mouth immediately turned into white mist and rose up.

At the gate of Nanchengguan, teams of guards and soldiers braved the severe cold, standing still, tall and straight, like statues, loyally guarding the border of the empire, and the thick black iron armor was covered with a layer of hoarfrost .

Only the firm eyes showed that they were alive.

At this moment, there was a sound of heavy footsteps on the steps at the head of the city. Walking at the front of the team was a middle-aged general in military uniform, with a resolute expression and a knife-sharpened face.

A pair of triangular eyes, especially energetic.

"Handsome!"

Along the way, all the soldiers along the way were rude.

The person who came was none other than the commander in chief of the Southwest Theater, the great general of the empire, the divine general Wang Jian.

As early as noon yesterday, Wang Jian came to Nancheng Pass under the protection of his personal guards. He came here this time because he was appointed by the imperial court to be responsible for receiving the Wokuotai tribe repatriated by the Persian Empire at the border.

Last night, Wang Jian had a rare insomnia.

After a year, the grudge between him and Wo Kuotai finally came to an end.

Wang Jian was deeply moved by His Majesty's sympathy.

Standing on the top of the city, looking at the rolling hills in front of him, and the winding mountain road among the hills, Wang Jian's eyes were wandering, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

When the surrounding soldiers saw this, they all held their breath and concentrated, not daring to disturb the commander in chief's meditation.

For the next hour, Wang Jian stood in the cold wind, motionless, like the surrounding guards, and seemed to be transformed into a statue, guarding the frontier for the empire.

Wang Jian has been thinking about when he will be able to command the army, go out of Nancheng Pass, pass through the mountains in front of him, enter the hinterland of the Persian Empire, and once again make great achievements on the battlefield.

Expeditions outside the territory are something that Wang Jian has never done in history.

He really wants to do it, and make the prestige of China and the prestige of Great Xia famous on the battlefield outside the territory.

At 9 o'clock in the morning, on the mountain road in front of the checkpoint, there was a sudden sound of rumbling horseshoes, echoing in the valley, and it was impossible not to hear it.

"Marshal, they are here!" The captain of the personal guard stepped forward to remind.

Wang Jian nodded, and saw the mighty army of the Persian Empire walking on the official road, and the dust was flying.

As the team marched, I saw that Wo Kuotai's department, including Wo Kuotai himself, was tied up and strung with a long rope, walking in the middle of the team, all of them were downcast and pale.

When they fled to the Persian Empire, there were 200,000 people in the Wokuotai tribe.

Only one year passed, or died in battle, or starved to death on the road, or for other reasons, there were less than 150,000 people left in the Wokuotai tribe.

It can be seen that their stay in the Persian Empire was not good this year.

Many soldiers actually regretted it a long time ago. If they knew this was the result, they might as well have surrendered directly to Daxia, at least they could be reunited with their families.

It's not like it is now, not to mention wandering outside the territory, and being bullied.

To be repatriated this time, to be honest, most of the soldiers were not sad but happy. It is really precious to be able to set foot on their homeland again and see their relatives again in their lifetime.

Of course, there must be no Wo Kuotai among the happy people.

Wo Kuotai knew very well what would happen to him when he was repatriated to Daxia this time. The best result would be confinement until death.

Speaking of it, Wo Kuotai also hates it.

He really couldn't figure out how the Persian Empire was so "worse" and sent them over with just a single ultimatum from Da Xia.

There was no hesitation at all.

Knowing this, he should not have surrendered to the Persian Empire.

How did Wo Kuotai know that the reason why the King of Persia was willing to accept the surrender of the Wo Kuotai tribe was not because of the Wo Kuotai tribe, but because he wanted to smoothly recover the city that was captured by the Mongol Empire.

As for the Wokuotai Department

The Persian people have not forgotten that earlier, it was their Western Expedition that caused a heinous massacre on the Persian border. Just ask, how could the Persians forget such bloody feud

That's why, after the Wokuotai tribe was surrendered, there was no need for the Persian king's instruction at all. Naturally, someone came to punish them, and they became more and more unscrupulous.

First, military pay was withheld, followed by grain and fodder, and then they were "detained" separately.

In the future, when Wokuotai became a group of sick cats, they would directly rush into the barracks and retaliate blatantly, and the methods would be ruthless.

Of the 50,000 dead, more than 70% died in this way.