At dawn, the huge ships of the Southwest Sea Division left the port of Champa one by one.

The side of the sea ship built by the Song State was almost as high as the city wall, and the rulers and ministers of the city who saw them off on the trestle had to tilt their heads vigorously so that they could see Zhao Xingde on the ship tower and the officers of the sailors who surrounded him. Although the gunboats were closed to protect themselves from wind and waves, the guns had once performed a test firing in Champa, which impressed the people of Champa, and everyone knew that the tiger's minions were usually not exposed, and once they appeared, they were likely to hunt.

Jana lowered his eyelids, hiding a complicated look in his eyes.

"Finally gone—"

Minister Yang Baoqi breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, in the past two days, the pressure on the people of the city has been too great.

As the Southwest Sea Master was slowly leaving, the king and the prince led a group of ministers to respectfully stand on the pier pier and send them off.

In Yang Baoke's eyes, the back of the king making Ma Na was a little rickety, and he looked a little older than his actual age. Shizi Yana was tall, his hands hung down in his sleeves, and his big sleeves fluttered in the wind, revealing a clenched fist. "Young man, you're still strong." Yang Baoqi Ba'an sighed. The back of His Royal Highness is very similar to the original king. At the beginning of his accession to the throne, he sent troops to attack Annam, trying to recapture the land of the three occupied states from Annam, however, he was soon defeated by Annam, and the Northwest Zhenla Kingdom also took advantage of the fire to rob, harassing and attacking the city from time to time. Although the king never mentioned it, Yang Baoqi knew that he regretted that he rashly provoked Annanguo in the first place.

"You have to bear with it," there was no answer, and he frowned and asked in a low voice, "Do you know?" ”

"Yes," Jayana paused in his tone and whispered, "Father." ”

"As long as the Southwest Sea Division is still there," Makea lowered his voice, "I must, I must, I must, I don't provoke the big powers." ”

"Yes." Jayana said in a low voice, with some frustration in his unconvinced tone.

For the Cham people, there is only one big country, in the past it was the Song Kingdom of the Central Plains, and now there is one more Xia Kingdom. Although both the Xia Kingdom and the Song Kingdom are unimaginable behemoths for Champ. Because of the distance, Champa did not have much fear of the big powers, and while ostensibly submitting to the great powers of the Central Plains to take advantage of the situation to fight against Annam, Champa faintly felt proud or proud that his ancestors had fought against the great powers. Dali was attached to the Xia State, and then Shuzhong sent troops to destroy Annan in one fell swoop, which shocked the people of the Champa people, but the whole court of the Champa was only shocked. The merchants were certainly rejoicing, but the sudden arrival of the Southwest Sea Division meant to the rulers and ministers of the city that the behemoth of the great power suddenly stretched out its minions in front of them.

The disparity in strength between the two sides is so huge that it is simply foolish to try to resist at this time.

"Wind, blow them all out into the sea, and never come back"

Jayana cursed irrationally and unangrily, his fists clenched in his sleeves and gurgling.

The Southwest Sea Division is the minions of a great power, and it is itself such a behemoth, which is by no means something that Champa can resist. Therefore, the king of Champa did not hesitate, and the king of Champa did not hesitate, and the Champa Kingdom tried his best to meet any request for Zhao Xingde, and only asked him to leave early. Champa itself also had a naval division that was not weak, but the more it was so, the more frustrating it was compared to the huge Southwest Sea Division.

"I hope the wind is calm." Zhao Xingde said in a low voice, "We can catch up with the time." ”

He stood straight on the ship's floor, watching the port of Champa disappear over the horizon. For the Champa people, and even the father and son of Ma Na, Zhao Xingde's status is only slightly lower than that of the gods, and the survival of the entire dynasty, and even the fate of the entire vassal state, are in his hands. However, for Zhao Xingde, there are many things in the world that he cannot control. Hurricanes and torrential rains at sea, after defeating the Great Water Eater in one fell swoop in Canton, became his main enemy. Many times, Zhao Xingde was powerless against these enemies.

In the great battle of Song Liao in Hebei, no matter whether it is won or lost, it may be difficult to reappear the scene of the Liao army sweeping the Central Plains a few years ago.

In the past few years, all states and counties have been desperately building city walls, and a lot of artillery has been cast, and there are heavy artillery everywhere. These cities were designed by Zhao Xingde himself. It is difficult for the cavalry of the Liao army to repeat the scene of breaking through the bamboo, attacking one city by one, and the Anton Military Division will have a good time to intervene. Xia Guo's dispatch of troops is like a sword hanging over their heads, if Deng Su and Yelu Dashi are not crazy, they will definitely deliberately control the scale of the war, just like two people fighting with only one hand, and they have to keep the other hand to guard against others, it is safe to be safe, but since there is room for it, it is difficult to defeat the opponent in one fell swoop.

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In the rolling hills, the empty Gobi, and the silent valleys, only the wind is screaming.

More than a thousand cavalrymen walked slowly along the valley, and the cavalry armor was covered with black robes.

In order to protect against the wind and sand, the cavalry all covered their mouths and noses with black scarves, and only a pair of cold eyes appeared on the scarves.

The first horseman was dressed in a white robe, with a white turban wrapped around his head, a crescent scimitar hanging from a wide black belt, and a tall white horse at his crotch, which stood out in front of the black team. The valley was very quiet, except for the occasional sound of startled black birds flapping their wings. The rider did not squint, as if he believed in the reins of the horse, and seemed to be thinking about something. Several cavalrymen around him looked vigilant, and almost every unexpected noise in the valley would notice that from time to time scouts would return from the front and report to the main camp the military situation ten miles away.

"My lord, the princes of Ghaznavid are just outside the exit of the valley, and they have brought quite a few people with them."

"Okay." Li Sihai said in a deep voice and nodded to Wu Mai. Under the pressure of the Xia army, the king of Ghaznavid and the princes of the various tribes finally could not bear their strength, and the condition put forward by the Xia state was that the princes of Ghaznavid gave up their allegiance to the Sultan of Rom and switched their allegiance to Li Sihai, the rightful successor of the Baiyi Dynasty and a descendant of the king of kings. The Ghaznavid princes were not descendants of the Sultan of Rum, and Li Sihai assured them that they would not lose their existing titles, and if they sent troops to help the Baiyi dynasty restore legitimacy, he would pay them generously after the conquest of Baghdad, and would re-seal their lands. After several contacts between the two sides, King Duula of Ghaznavid only promised to summon the princes to discuss allegiance to the Baiyi dynasty and to meet the descendants of the king of kings.

The peace treaty between the Xia Kingdom and the Ghaznavid princes was very fragile, and in order to avoid arousing the suspicion of the Ghaznavid princes, he brought only more than 1,000 guards with him this time. Except for a few of Wu Mai's old Chengying troops, the others were the cavalry of various tribes that were subdued one after another. Li Sihai sent an envoy to recruit more than 10,000 cavalry in the name of the Baiyi Dynasty in a short period of time, and after the cavalry of various tribes was concentrated, through the results of archery, horsemanship, and sword skill competitions, 1,000 royal cavalry guards were selected, and Li Sihai brought them all out this time.

Although these cavalrymen are superb in martial arts, their style of marching and fighting is only one bravery, and they are not arrayed at all.

Wu Mai and others all said that they should strengthen military discipline, but Li Sihai did the opposite, except for some taboos of life and death, he almost deleted the military discipline of the Xia army, and the army that followed him had to be much more or less in the tribe. However, far from being weakened, Li Sihai's prestige rose to a high point. Ordinary soldiers just liked this young leader, and in the eyes of some Bai Yi officers, Li Sihai was simply comparable to the four caliphs, and he was truly the hope for the future of the Great Food Empire.

Bai Yiren did not call Li Sihai "Lord" like several Xia State officers, but called him "my master".

He could speak Chinese, Persian, Sogdian, and Great Food Language, and his swordsmanship and riding skills were excellent, and he was of noble birth, but he was not at all arrogant and looked down on people, and he often drank wine, roasted fire, and ate meat with the lowest soldiers, but when he was on a long and difficult march, he carried his own water and dry food on horseback like a soldier, and did not enjoy any special treatment.

Most of the cavalry of the Baiyi Praetorian Guard came from tribes who had lived in the open desert Gobi for generations, with high mountains on both sides of the valley road and low clouds in the sky. Many felt as if they couldn't breathe well, and after about three hours of walking through the valley, the road gradually became smoother. Turning a mountain bend, the field of vision suddenly widened, and an endless deep black Gobi appeared, and in the distance were some gently undulating hills.

Many people couldn't help but take a deep breath of the cold dry air, but their breath was just a little more enjoyable and then held away.

In the distance, under the sand dunes, there were a series of tents, and in front of them, a long brown front line was constantly stretching.

On both sides and behind the cavalry, groups of Ghaznavid cavalry were rushing out of the tents to join the ranks. In the line of sight of Li Sihai and others, the roaring horses' hooves stepped out of the smoke and dust and billowed straight into the sky, the cavalry formation of the Ghaznavid princes continued to widen and lengthen, and soon occupied most of the field of vision like a continuous hill, after all the Ghaznavid cavalry was assembled, I saw the dense cavalry in the scimitar waving from time to time, and the sharp spears were like a forest. Soon after, an envoy rode over and asked Li Sihai to come over and meet with the Ghaznavid princes.

"This is a trap?!" An idea immediately popped into Wu Mai's mind, "His grandmother's!" ”

"King of kings, my master, they have at least ten thousand cavalry." The chief of the guard, Ku Silao, said in a low voice, "If they do it later, you can just ride away immediately, and we will swear to stop these treacherous traitors, and please avenge us in the future." ”