Bukhara is located in the lowest reaches of Namishui, and further west, or south, is a desert, and about thirty miles from Namishui in the north, not far from the river, is still a desert, a vast and boundless red desert.

Bukhara is a major commercial town in the Transoxiana region, a transportation hub to Europe and the Khorasan region, and a cultural and religious center in the Transoxiana region. In the city, there are many commercial inns, the market is prosperous, and the business tax income is worlds different from that of the begging city.

The walls of Bukhara are also longer than those of the city of Qishi, and the circumference of the city is about half that of the city of Qishi, and the city defense is very strong, with countless towers and towers embedded in the city wall.

The big bag of gold and silver was exchanged for the wish, and Li Huaitang's department was included in the Dumo branch department, as the front army of the army, he took the lead in setting off after the oath, and he was accompanied by Gu Lulu and his hundreds of remnants.

Mohe Dagan couldn't keep the hundreds of people from the old department of Gu Du Lu who had just swallowed it, and under the rebellion of Gu Du Lu, Ah Lifu returned to Zhao with almost all the old department and returned to the command of Gu Du Lu.

Gu Lulu was very lamented by the strange arrangement of fate, and a slurping knighthood smashed on his head in a daze, which was a reward given by Sulu Khan in recognition of his meritorious service to the establishment of the historical state.

Sip, sip, means that he is already the commander of a department, which means that Sulu Khan intends to put him in control of a certain tribe. The prince is nothing but the queen of the ox, but this slurp is the head of a chicken. Gu Lulu's heart is happy, and from now on, everyone will call him Gu Si. Although, at present, he has only a few hundred pro-army, and he has been included in the front army of the Duma Branch. But it is believed that in the near future, thousands of people will be assigned to their accounts. Gu Si was already hoping that a few of the Turquoise Shi people would be disabled as soon as possible, and the more he thought about it, the more excited he became, and his strange eyes began to look at Xiang Dumozhi's subordinates......

Dumo Zhi was the commander of the former army, and his headquarters had 8,000 cavalry, plus the rest under his command, the strength of the army had exceeded 10,000.

The momentum of ten thousand horses can be described as spectacular. Before he arrived in Dong'an, his monarch heard the wind and greeted him, and the whole country surrendered. Du Mozhi made a little food supplement, did not stop, and rushed to Zhong'an again.

In the course of a day and a night, Dumozhi came to the city of Bukhara. Tens of thousands of young and strong inhabitants were driven up the city walls, and the Khorasan soldiers entered the towers and towers and waited for them.

Seeing that the city of Bukhara, which had been prepared and well defended, Du Mozhi did not act rashly, but cautiously sent rangers to cruise outside the various city gates, and then ordered to set up camp. There is no doubt that Li Huaitang and other non-Turkish cavalry were all arranged in the most advanced position. Charging first, death first, has always been the way the Turgish people treat the alien race.

Perhaps frightened by the Turgish, the Great Cannibal did not dare to go out of the city to fight or sneak attack. The two sides faced off in this way for three days, during which the Dumo tribe sent a small part of the cavalry to demonstrate on horseback, and through the shooting, they tried to find out the strength of the defender and find the weak points. Li Huaitang, on the other hand, worked as a coolie with them, sweeping all the woods outside Bukhara, bringing back timber, and then making siege equipment.

As expected, the main army, which was supposed to arrive early, was inexplicably delayed for three days, but it finally came.

The black army gathered outside the city, lined with swords and guns, and flags fluttering. An invisible aura of slaughter enveloped the city of Bukhara, and a great battle was about to break out.

Before the war, the atmosphere was always tense, suppressing everyone's desire to speak up.

"Great Khan, trumpet?"

Que Yi, who was following Sulu Khan's side, asked embarrassedly.

For some reason, Sulu Khan immediately took the army, withholding himself, with a strange face, as if the purpose of coming here was to compete patiently with the defenders of the city.

"Porphyry!"

With a long sound, Sulu Khan breathed a long sigh of relief, and felt a lot more relaxed. The horse under his crotch immediately shook its head in protest.

The unlucky pro-soldiers, including Que Yi Nanru, were holding their breath and blushing.

"Blowing the trumpet,"

Sulu Khan touched the sweat on his forehead, and he was weak.

"Enter...... No, Izuku. ”

The strange color ran up to Sulu Khan's face again before the word "attack" was spit out. This will, Que Yi, who has lost his guard, secretly kick the horse's belly and keep a suitable distance, and if it continues like this, I am afraid that the master will be poisoned and die before he succeeds.

Another long bang! Hundreds of steps away......

The defenders at the head of Bukhara were terrified, but to their astonishment, the Turgish, who were in an offensive posture, suddenly blew the trumpet to withdraw their troops.

On the way back to the camp, Hu Yijian complained to Li Huaitang:

"General, you say, what do you want to do with this Turk Shi, what are you tossing, isn't the sun shining enough?"

Li Huaitang didn't say anything, and looked at the nearby Chinese army with a puzzled look.

Inadvertently, an old man also looked at him, secretly gave him a thumbs up, and smiled kindly.

Look at Sulu Khan again, he was uncomfortable, his head was full of sweat, and his legs were weak.

It seems that Sulu Khan has a lot of sincerity, and the cake seller does not know how much holy water the old man gave him to drink.

Li Huaitang finally realized the reason why Sulu Khan's army was late. He was remorseful, he knew it was like this, and he shouldn't have been so polite in the first place......

Boredom, a boring day is fading. However, Sulu Khan's unspeakable secrets show no signs of improving.

"My Khan!"

A pair of thief eyes were turning, and he respectfully asked for instructions.

"Little Bukhara is not worth dealing with in person. Tomorrow, why not assign a general to lead the army, and he will be able to fight down. ”

Although the smell in the big tent was unbearable, many generals had to compete for their ability to hold their breath. Hearing Que Yi's suggestion, it was as if he suddenly felt a breath of fresh air coming in, and all the peculiar smells were eliminated.

"Khan, I go, Dumozhi will live up to the expectations of the Great Khan."

"Moheda is willing to be the pawn of the Great Khan!"

"Khan, let Yi go to ......"

"Khan ......"

Sulu Khan's heart was like a mirror, and they were happy to let these generals take a few more breaths here than to get the wealth of Bukhara.

With his eyes thoughtful, he swept the generals back and forth, filtered one by one, following Que Yinanru's intentional or unintentional gaze, and finally, fixed on Du Mozhi.

"Dumozhi, you come to command the army. Tomorrow, conquer Bukhara! ”

Sulu Khan tried hard to burst out the strength he had accumulated for half a day, and then there was a long sound......

"Damn, we're cavalry, how can we be used as infantry? Disgusting conspiracy! ”

The protector is puffing up. Preparations for the siege had just been issued, and the Ministry of Light was pushed to the forefront.

"Borrow a knife to kill. There is no technical content at all. ”

The strange thing is that Li Huaitang, who received the order, did not feel the slightest nervousness, and the conspiracy seemed to have nothing to do with him.

"Does the general have a countermeasure?"

Several generals were still like ants on a hot pot just now, and Li Huaitang's calmness was like drawing salary from the bottom of a kettle, like melting water in a snowy mountain, like sending ice in the heat, and sending calm in a hurry, so that they could rest assured.

"Protect the capital, prepare a generous gift, and visit the old man at night!"

A bad smile rippled at the corners of Li Huaitang's mouth......