Zhang Shanfu thoughtfully opened the file of the Roma Turks.

Sultan Rum Mesood and Chen Xuan are two extremes, and for nearly a month he has been reviewing the army in Baghdad. In addition to the Praetorian Guard, the generals and princes who were favored by the Sultan were also among them. After each review, the Sultan would slaughter cattle and sheep for a feast, and take out the silk, porcelain and tea stored in the court of the Baiyi Dynasty and reward his subordinates, and then when the generals knelt down, the Sultan often raised the golden cup and said loudly: "Warriors, do you want more?" Let's go to the East! Then he sent a detachment of high-morale cavalry to the eastern border. Some guys deserted halfway, but more guys became trouble for Xia Guo.

Rumors were flying all over Baghdad, but they were all rumors about palace struggles, rumors about which concubine was the most favored, which general of the Praetorian Guard would be promoted, and so on, and there was no reliable news about the war in the East except fanaticism. What kind of preparations Messud had made for the coming war, and whether there was a general war plan, none of the recent courtiers and eunuchs knew about it. War was imminent, and Messud seemed to be having fun in time, but also as if he were hesitating, and he often appointed a nobleman, a close minister, or a favorite of a certain Praetorian Guard, after a large ball or celebration, after a large ball or celebration.

Everything the Sultan did seemed to be for his own pleasure. His happiness is also the happiness of others.

Many people had been bribed to obtain official positions or titles, and sometimes a favorite concubine had accepted a bribe and perfunctorily mentioned an exiled general, whom Messud happily offered to be the commander-in-chief of the Eastern Theater. He seemed to have forgotten that at all kinds of banquets, tournaments, and galas, he had appointed two commanders-in-chief.

On the second day after the new commander was crowned, Messud left Baghdad, and his Praetorian Guard took the new commander, Thuram, the former commander of the Janissaries of the Baiyi Dynasty. Thuram was grateful for the Sultan's kindness, and Thuram pleaded with him, so that the Sultan must have stepped on his shoulder and stepped on his horse. He himself did not have time to say goodbye to his family, so he rode a horse to join the army marching eastward.

The Sultan's march was slow, with new Turkic tribal cavalry joining the army along the way.

The vassals of the Baiyi Dynasty, who were insiders, hinted at the places along the way to offer beautiful women. Every day a new beauty was sent to the Sultan's court, and every day an old beauty was rewarded to his courtiers. The warriors marched during the day and lit bonfires at night, and every day seemed to be a happy and glorious festival, and princes from all over the world came to participate in this grand event. They submitted to the Sultan's vast army and majesty, as if the sun were shining brightly, and felt their power like the dim stars of the night.

"Heroes in troubled times," Zhang Shanfu and the upper file closed their eyes and muttered, "It's not easy." ”

He has a quiet personality, but he is strong on the outside and on the inside. The stronger the enemy, the more important he will be. Inside the four-wheeled carriage, Zhang Shanfu closed his eyes slightly, and flashed through the actions of the Sultan of Rom in his mind, feeling that this person had indeed brought the strengths of the Turkic Great Food Tribe to the extreme.

The Great Food and Turkic people live according to their tribes, mainly nomadic herds, and some are engaged in farming, and the leaders of each tribe are unruly, greedy for profit but not virtuous. If Messud wants to integrate the various princes and tribes, he will probably not be able to complete it in his lifetime. He used the wealth of the East as bait, and he was in vain with these princes, and his interests intersected, but he played into their arms. In the vast sea of sand, in the precipitous mountains, both the Great Eclipse and the Turkic tribes fought almost every month. The most lacking is wealth, the most lacking is warriors, as long as the chieftain agrees, the envoys of the sultan wander around the various tribes, and easily pull out tens of thousands of cavalry, most of these people come to plunder wealth, as long as the upper princes and chieftains are satisfied, the warriors below almost do not need to be paid.

An officer of the marching division walked out of the carriage window and whispered, "General Zhang? ”

"What?" Zhang Shanfu opened his eyes and leaned out to look out of the carriage window.

"The latest news, the Rus' princes have agreed to send troops." The officer said in a low voice, "The Emperor of the Lumei Kingdom still refuses to send troops. ”

"Got it," Zhang Shanfu's eyes flashed with a hint of essence, and he said in a deep voice, "You have worked hard." ”

He lowered his head and took out a map stacked in the wooden box next to him, and slowly unfolded it, revealing the territory of the Great Food Princes.

And around them, in the rivers of the Xia Kingdom, Lumei and Rus, and the Song Kingdom, three thin arrows pointed directly at the heart of the Great Food World, Baghdad. If the Lumei army could attack the western border of the Romani Turks together with the Rus, it would definitely greatly contain the strength of the Turks, however, after the new emperor of the Lumei Kingdom ascended the throne, he made no secret of his hostility towards the Xia State, and his cooperation with the Xia State was much worse than before. "It's not that I don't report it, the time has not come." Zhang Shanfu muttered softly, "However, now, you can't turn your face yet." He didn't raise his head, and asked, "It's okay to buy grain from Lumei, right?" The officer outside was stunned for a moment, and immediately said: "It is not mentioned in the pigeon book, do you want to confirm it immediately?" ”

"Well," Zhang Shanfu nodded slightly, "Also, tell General Lu ....."

"Definitely," he said in an accentuated tone, "we must let the men of the Rus' princes go south to fight the Turks......"

Before entering Baghdad, the Rum Turks had always been a kingdom, and the heart of the Turkic state was not in the city, but in the king's tent of the sultan, and its power came from the elite generals around Mesud. Therefore, as long as the main force of the Sultan of Rûm is not damaged, no matter how many cities are occupied, it will not end the war, and may even be dragged to death by them like Zhou Li. Therefore, whether it is the Rus' side or Zhao Xingde's maritime threat, it is only a means to force the Sultan of Rûm to come out for a decisive battle, if he really evades and does not stop fighting, Zhang Shanfu does not mind cutting the war potential of the Rom-Turkic State from all directions little by little, and solving some other hidden dangers by the way.

"Let the Rus people fight," Zhang Shanfu frowned and emphasized, "It's good to fight or not, the military salary can be given, but not too much, I will do my best to help him fight for it." He sighed, according to his original intention, as long as he could make Rus and the Turks fight, he could give as much silver as he wanted, but Liu Yi would definitely not agree. Zhang Shanfu paused, and after the young officer recorded it, he said: "The grain and grass of the coalition army are heavy, and we will buy them from Lumei Country to solve them." ”

After finishing speaking, Zhang Shanfu pondered for a moment, nodded slightly, and signaled that he could send out the pigeon book.

Soon after his return, the cavalry set off again with the general's carriage, the cliffs towered and the mountain road winded, and the procession was no trace after three or two turns, leaving only the traces of the horse's hooves stepped by the army and the caravan for thousands of years, and the river flowed slowly but without ceasing.

............

July is the month with the most banquets in Luoyang. After the Lantern Festival, before Tanabata, it is the longest wait of the year.

The talented and beautiful woman was eager to wear it, and finally waited until July. However, with the approach of the war between the Xia Kingdom and the Roman Turks, this July is destined to have a little more unusual flavor. The original elegant Qingliu Gaohui between flowers, trees, mountains and rocks suddenly added many scenes of generous speeches. It was the first time that countless Kanto people had heard of this distant enemy country, but that did not prevent them from showing their hatred on various occasions. It's just that family affairs, national affairs, and world affairs, many mothers still insist on worrying about the lifelong affairs of older men and women.

Huanxi Park is adjacent to the pond in the south, the water of the pond is clear and shining, and Zhu Lingwu is standing by the pool in white.

The scholars next to her paid a lot of attention to her, but she didn't see it, and the pool water reflected a beautiful shadow, as if it was covered with a layer of frost.

The Zhu family is a Kanto businessman, Zhu Lingwu is proficient in pharmacology, and she is also a famous female doctor in Kansai. After the disaster of the post was revealed, she moved to Xia with her family to avoid the disaster. After Luoyang returned to summer, he immediately moved his family back to Kanto. When he moved to Xia Kingdom, Zhu Lingwu was twenty-eight years old, and he was twenty-eight at this time, and there was a tendency not to marry for life. His parents chattered morning and evening, and persuaded him in many ways, but Zhu Lingwu couldn't get over today, so he had to come out with him. Seeing that there were mostly young men and women at the banquet, Zhu Lingwu's face sank suddenly, she wanted to leave with her sleeves, but who expected to meet Li Ruoxue, the wife of General Zhao, at the banquet

。 The two found a quiet place and said goodbye to each other. Huanxi Garden is the family residence of Li Ruoxue's maternal uncle Wang Juzheng, the Wang family is a prominent family in Luoyang, and at that time, the atmosphere of Luoyang banquet was to invite guests, Li Ruoxue wanted to live in a simple place, but also because he couldn't save the face of his relatives, so he reluctantly came to the banquet with his parents. Speaking of this section, Li Ruoxue was also quite helpless.

"No wonder the ancients said that life is not as good as it should be," Zhu Lingwu thought gloomily, "No matter how powerful the characters are, there will always be things that do not go well." The same is true for characters like Sister Li. She remembered the rumors outside, her face was slightly gloomy, she and Li Ruoxue were old acquaintances in Dunhuang, and she saw with her own eyes how she raised a pair of children alone, waiting for her husband to return from the expedition, who would have expected...... Thinking of this, Zhu Lingwu couldn't help but be full of indignation, and said secretly, "Most men are negative people, none of them are reliable, if my parents force me to marry, I would rather become a nun and become a nun." She is over twenty-eight years old, and she is still in the boudoir, nominally widowed for her former fiancé, in fact, with the passage of time, the shadow of the past has gradually faded, but she has not met anyone in her eyes over the years.

She looked at Li Ruoxue's silhouette and only felt that this was an extremely beautiful picture. I haven't seen her for many years, Mrs. Zhao is still quiet and tranquil, and the words outside are conclusive, and Zhu Lingwu can't imagine that she is angrily turning around and returning to Luoyang. The scholars and ladies in the banquet came to say hello from time to time, Li Ruoxue looked at them with a smile, but Zhu Lingwu couldn't see what she was thinking, she thought indignantly: "People say that the princess of Wu is also an excellent woman, but why do men do something wrong, but ask women to bear the consequences?" At this time, she couldn't help but show a more cold look on her face, and thought that she really didn't need to find a man to marry. Kanto science is thriving, and it is not rude for women to be cold as ice, but rather the appearance of everyone's ladies.

Zhu Lingwu tried not to think about those troublesome things, and turned his attention to the discussion about the upcoming northern expedition of the Song State to the Liao State.