Li Mu made a sad look and said, "I actually hit Jingshi!" Then what am I talking about here, Daxia is all yours. ”

Wanyan Zongbi said: "Don't worry, Xixia is still managed by you Xixia people, and we will not interfere." ”

Liu Xiaochen laughed and said: "The marshal doesn't have to be sloppy, has your army been attacked by my Great Song army?" ”

Wanyan Zongbi saw that the other party had already expected the development of the situation, and he was still here to deceive them, and said with a hideous face: "You are teasing this king here? The Great Song Dynasty ignored the Jin-Song Peace Treaty and unilaterally attacked our army, and this account will be calculated together today! ”

Liu Xiaochen said: "Song and Xia are one, Western Xia is attacked, and the Great Song Dynasty naturally wants to help as a god." Besides, the Song army is attacking non-Western Xia troops in Western Xia, it may not be your Jin army, it may also be horse bandits, or other tribes in the grassland, what does it have to do with you? ”

Liu Xiaochen meant that the Great Song Society deliberately attacked the Jin army as other armies of unknown origin. How could Wanyan Zongbi not understand?

Wanyan Zongbi closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said, "What do you have to do before you are willing to sign a peace agreement?" ”

"Now, it's you who want to make peace with us, not us who come to you. At that time, at this time, feng shui takes turns. Liu Xiaochen said.

Wanyan Zongbi said: "The Song Dynasty has not yet dared to officially start a war with my Dajin, and the Western Xia can't withstand the attrition, Dajin has 50,000 soldiers and horses, and it is not a local chicken and a dog, so it may not be impossible to capture Xingqing Mansion!" The Great Song Dynasty wants to play, but the Western Xia may not be able to afford it! ”

Wanyan Zongbi said that it was indeed the truth.

A large-scale war is a burden to everyone. If the 50,000 soldiers and horses of the Jin State really want to capture Xingqing Mansion, it is a bit fantastical, but it is also a big challenge for Western Xia.

Li Mu hesitated for a moment and said, "The Jin army retreats and returns to Shuozhou, Yunzhou, and we are not to blame for the past." ”

"Aha!" Wanyan Zongbi laughed so much that tears were about to flow out, "Are you dreaming?" Yes? Do you want to challenge the king's patience? Okay, 50,000 soldiers and horses are not enough, aren't you, this king will send another 100,000! ”

After Li Mu finished singing, Liu Xiaochen sang with a white face: "King, fighting a war is not a family, it is to eat and die, no one will join the army to fight, no one will join the army to fight, no one will have food and clothing if there is no farming and grazing, if you lose the battle, the consequences will be even more unpredictable." ”

Wanyan Zongbi saw that this negotiation was already difficult to continue, if he didn't add some bargaining chips, Xixia would not retreat in the face of difficulties, he said: "The two of you, please go back and report to your family, if you can't show sincerity, then use force to solve it!" Drop-off! ”

Since Wanyan Zongbi said "sending off guests", he naturally did not plan to forcibly detain the three of them. When the time comes, the elite of the Jin Kingdom will be exhausted, and the Song and Xia Kingdoms will have to come again and again to seek peace!

Liu Xiaochen said regretfully: "Marshal, think twice!" ”

"During the Han Dynasty, there was a man named Su Wu, who originally went to the Xiongnu to negotiate, but in the end he was invited to Beihai to herd sheep until he was old. If you don't want to go, let's help the king herd the sheep! Wan Yan Zongbi said.

Li Mu pulled Liu Xiaochen and said, "Let's go!" When he walked to the door, he didn't forget to turn around and talk to Yan Zongbi cruelly, "The next time we meet, I wonder if the king can still be so high?" ”

Liu Xiaochen said in his heart, do you want to die quickly, don't drag us to the funeral.

Liu Xiaochen grabbed Li Mu, exchanged glances with Wu Zhishen, and hurriedly slipped away.

The three of them went out of the city, and Li Mu said: "If the Jin Wushu peace talks can't be reached, we will definitely send troops again, I hope that the kingdom can help you!" ”

"I will report to the emperor, Lord Li, don't worry." Liu Xiaochen didn't dare to say that the Great Song Dynasty would help to the end, and seeing that it was still early, he said goodbye to each other, "Lord Li, the mountains don't turn around, let's have a meeting later." ”

"It's okay, I hope that next time we join forces, we can give Jin Guo a more powerful color!" Li Mu said goodbye and drove Ma Xi.

Liu Xiaochen looked at Li Mu, who was one step ahead, and sighed secretly, where did you get the courage to dare to carry it with the Jin State, just by virtue of the Song Xia alliance, or by the subordinate relationship of Song Xia? If the emperor feels that the investment is risky and withdraws at a critical moment, then you will be under great pressure.

After Yan Zongbi failed to negotiate peace, the military strength in front was attacked by Song and Xia, and when it was imminent, he made a decision and sent 80,000 troops to invade Western Xia.

Let's say that that day, Qu Ping swam to the north bank of the Yellow River in one go, and he was soaked, and the burden with Li Qianshun's head pinned to his waist was soaked, and it was obvious that he could see the appearance of his facial features, which made people panic.

This time, Li Qianshun really got into the water in his head.

Qu Ping looked back at the south bank of the Yellow River, and did not see a single Jin soldier, believing that even if they knew that they had escaped across the river, they were afraid that with the water nature of their northerners, they would not have the ability and courage to swim across the Yellow River with their bare hands.

Swimming across the Yellow River was actually a stress response to an emergency at that time.

Now that we have reached the north, we cannot pass the south safely for a while, so we have to think of another way.

At present, the tribes of the Mongolian steppe are fighting their own battles, and they have just escaped the clutches of the Liao State, and they have not yet been controlled by the Jin State, and all the tribes are busy annexing and oppressing the weak and dominating the Khan.

Qu Ping fantasized about whether he could find a strong assistant of the Mongol tribe so that he could prepare for the future cause of the empire.

Qu Ping's understanding of Mongolia in the future world only knows that Outer Mongolia has been independent in modern times, and his ancient history of Mongolia is limited to Genghis Khan and the Golden Family.

In the Song Dynasty, because of the needs of identity and position, I still had some understanding of the current grassland situation, such as several of its big tribes, such as the Kereh Department, the Naiman Department, the Tatar Department, the Qiyan Department, etc. In addition, it is the vast desert, and the various parts of Mongolia are divided into two parts, north and south, referred to as desert south and desert north.

Seeing that there was no one around, no cattle or sheep were there, Qu Ping stripped off his clothes on a pile of rocks under a small hill, and dried his clothes in the sun.

Then he dug a hole, put Li Qianshun's head in it and buried it, covered it with a stone slab, made it seamless, and made a code on the stone next to it, so that Li Changzuo could send someone to fetch it himself in the future.

If Li Changzuo doesn't come to pick it up, then this is Li Qianshun's feng shui treasure. Book bar

Fortunately, there is no one around, otherwise it would be a treasure.

By the time the clothes were dry, the sun was about to set.

Qu Ping got dressed, took one last look at the resting place of Li Qianshun's head, and pulled his legs and headed north.

Before it gets dark, it's best to find the crowd, or at least the livestock, or you'll go hungry.

After walking for about two kilometers, there was a puddle of mud in front of me, deep or shallow, and some of the water pools looked pitch black underneath, but in fact they were bottomless.

This may have been formed when the Yellow River overflowed for irrigation.

Qu Ping walked over, intending to try his luck and see if there were any fish left to live here. After a few days of hard work, catching a fish and supplementing it with high-quality protein is the best way to get rid of fatigue.

However, there were no branches or sticks except for a long patch of grass around, so how to catch fish was a problem. Is it possible to weave a net out of grass to catch fish? It's really become a wilderness survival show.

Qu Ping was leisurely looking for tools, and suddenly a long gliding track on the muddy shore jumped into view, and then looked at the track in the distance, there was a mess of human and horse footprints.

Looking at this trace, I'm afraid it hasn't been left for a long time.

A group of people had recently come here, and something had fallen into the mud along the sliding track.

Qu Ping locked his gaze on the calm mud, so what could be down there?

Qu Ping pulled a pile of long grass, woven it into a long bundle of straw sticks, and held it in his right hand and plunged it into the mud to explore around.

Suddenly, something grabbed the stick!

Qu Ping had already been prepared, although he was frightened, he did not instinctively let go of the straw stick, but pulled it back hard to confront the things below.

Inevitably, he also stumbled and slipped and fell into the quagmire, Qu Ping's left hand tightly grasped the grass next to him.

As both sides continued to exert force, something in the quagmire gradually surfaced.

A spherical object the size of a bowl emerges, followed by a human head, so impermeable in mud that it is impossible to see the face. Continuing to pull, the man's hands clutching the straw stick came out, followed by his shoulders and chest......

Qu Ping tried his best to pull the man out of the quagmire, he was so tired that he couldn't care about the person who came out of the quagmire, lying on the ground to catch his breath.

This clay figure is really heavy!

The man was also almost dying, and if it weren't for the strong support of the idea of survival, I am afraid that he would have died in the quagmire. At that time, something poked him in the face, and he subconsciously grabbed it hard and did not let go, and when he was dragged ashore, he could only lie on the ground and breathe instinctively, where was there still excess oxygen for him to think.

Qu Ping rested for two minutes, relieved himself, turned the clay figure over and turned it to the sky, touched his carotid artery still beating, and then took water to wash him off the mud on his mouth, nose, ears and eyes, patted him on the shoulder and shouted, "Hey! Congratulations, saved! ”

The man slowly turned his head and opened his eyes to look at Qu Ping, his eyes full of gratitude.

Qu Ping took the water again and fed him water. The man drank some water and regained some energy. He tilted his head, spat out a few mouthfuls of muddy water, and struggled to sit up.

Qu Ping helped him to sit up, and the man looked up to the sky and laughed: "Hahaha, I shouldn't have died if I tried to kill him!" ”

Qu Ping sighed, this person is probably not an ordinary herdsman, he came to his senses for the first time, and instead of thanking his life-saving benefactor, he sighed that his life should not be extinguished.

"Thank you for your help! You are the noble person of my Kutura's fate, and in the future, Kutura can also stick a knife in your ribs, go up the knife mountain and go down to the sea of fire! The steppe man, who called himself Kutura, said.

Qu Ping looked at this grassland man whose whole body was covered in mud like a flower chicken except for his face, and saw that his eyebrows were full of heroic and brave spirit, his body was burly, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and when he was sitting, he was almost half a head taller than himself.

Qu Ping hugged his fists and said: "It turned out to be Brother Kutura, and today I have to meet Brother Tai, I am really fortunate to have three lives, haha!" ”

Kutura said: "I am fortunate to have three lives, otherwise I would have died a long time ago!" Listen to you, you are from the Central Plains, right? ”

Qu Ping did not shy away from it, and said bluntly: "That's right, Qu Ping in the next Song Dynasty." ”

Kutura put his right hand on his left chest and said, "Mongolian beggar department, beggar Yan • Er'er only Jin • Kutula!" ”

When Qu Ping heard it, this was not Genghis Khan Temujin's surname? Could this hunk be ......

It turned out that this benevolent brother who was fortunate enough to live three lives turned out to be the elder of Genghis Khan, but unfortunately Temujin and his father were not born yet!

Qu Ping hugged his fists and said: "Fortunately, I will be lucky!" ”

"If Brother Qu doesn't dislike it, Kutura is willing to marry you, and you will be my eternal brother Kutula! It is also an eternal friend of our beggar department! Kutula said suddenly.

Qu Ping didn't expect Ku Tu Ra to marry him, but it was a little unexpected, Qu Ping said: "You don't even know who I am, so you want to marry me?" ”