Chapter 1317: Repatriation
On November 5, the Persian Empire finally responded positively to Bactria ultimatum.
The Persian king claimed that if Bactria was willing to pay a ransom, the Persian Empire would be happy to send the Ogedai tribe back to Bactria in order to preserve the friendship between the two sides.
"The specific ransom can be discussed." So said the king of Persia.
The king of Persia was a very wise man, and he did not really covet that little ransom, but he wanted to use it to silence the opponents within the empire.
In this way, the Persian Empire not only sent a hot potato, but also maintained stability within the empire.
Best of both worlds!
In order to get Bactria to agree, the king of Persia claimed that the ransom was negotiable.
In fact, in such a situation, even if Great Xia did not give a penny, the king of Persia would be happy.
Regarding the conditions proposed by the Persian king, Ouyang Shuo thought about it for a while, but still chose to accept it. A Wokotai has always been a heart problem for Wang Qian, the commander of the West Asian Theater of Operations, and it should be dealt with as soon as possible, so that Wang Jian can really enter the state.
Second, Ouyang Shuo did not really have a plan to declare war on the Persian Empire in the spring of the following year.
The highlight of next year's Great Xia should be in the Tianzhu District, and only after conquering Tianzhu will the empire have the energy to continue to advance westward. The strength of the West Asia Theater and the South Asian Theater is not enough to support a two-front battle.
At this time, promising the Persian Empire to redeem the prisoners of war can also confuse the Persian Empire.
All in all, each has its own calculations, and it depends on who can win the game in the end.
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On November 20, the border of the western Xinjiang province, Nanchengguan.
Great Xia 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 jointly guards the border land.
These two passes are also the only two passages from Bactria to the Persian Empire, and beyond the two passes, there are basically lofty mountains and mountains, which are difficult to cross, let alone march.
It can be seen that the strategic position of the two major passes.
Among the two major passes, the Nancheng Pass is the most important, which leads directly to the hinterland of the Persian Empire.
A year ago, when Wokotai led his troops to evacuate, it was through this pass; Earlier, the Mongol army marched westward, and it was also here.
The automatically generated passes, the city walls are mottled, precipitating the traces of time and witnessing countless historical moments.
The core group army of the West Asia Theater, the First Army of the Flying Bear Army, the real ace army of the West Asia Theater, is stationed in Nanchengguan; The Second Army of the Flying Bear Army was stationed at Beita Pass.
The remaining three legions were also stationed on the periphery of the two major passes.
In the early morning, the wind is cold.
A bone-chilling chill filled the air, and the breath exhaled from his mouth immediately turned into a white mist and rose up.
At the head of the southern city pass, a team of soldiers guarding the city braved the severe cold, standing still, with a tall posture, like a statue, loyally guarding the imperial frontier, and the heavy black iron armor has been covered with a layer of hoarfrost.
Only those firm eyes showed that they were big living people.
At this moment, on the steps of the city, there was a heavy footsteps, and at the front of the team was a middle-aged general in military uniform, with a resolute expression and a face like a knife.
A pair of triangular eyes, particularly fascinating.
"Dashuai!"
Along the way, the soldiers along the way did not give courtesy.
The person who came was none other than the commander of the Southwest Theater of Operations, the general of the empire, and the god general Wang Qian.
As early as noon yesterday, Wang Jian came to Nanchengguan under the personal escort. He came this time because he was appointed by the imperial court to receive the Ögedai Department repatriated by the Persian Empire on the border.
Last night, Wang Jian had a rare insomnia.
After a year, the grudge between him and Ogedai has finally come to an end.
For His Majesty's compassion, Wang Jian is grateful to his heart.
Standing at the head of the city, looking at the rolling mountains in front of him, as well as the winding mountain road in the mountains, Wang Jian had a leisurely look in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
When the surrounding soldiers saw it, they all held their breath and did not dare to disturb the marshal's contemplation.
For the next hour, Wang Jian stood motionless in the cold wind, like the guards around him, as if he had also turned into a statue to guard the frontier for the empire.
Wang Jian has been thinking about when he will be able to command the army, go out of the southern city pass, pass through the mountains in front of him, enter the hinterland of the Persian Empire, and once again make immortal feats on the battlefield.
The expedition outside the territory is something that Wang Jian has never done in history.
He really wants to do it, and make the power of China and the power of Daxia famous in the extraterritorial field.
At about 9 o'clock in the morning, on the mountain road in front of the checkpoint, there was a sudden rumbling sound of horses' hooves, echoing everywhere in the valley, and it was not allowed to hear it or not.
"Dashuai, they're coming!" The captain of the guard stepped forward to remind.
Wang Jian nodded, and saw the Persian Empire's army walking mightily on the official road, dusty.
As the team marched, I saw that the Wokotai department, including Wokotai himself, was tied up with five flowers, strung with a long rope, and walked in the middle of the team, one by one depressed and pale.
When they fled to the Persian Empire, there were 200,000 men in the Ögedei army.
Only a year later, either killed in battle, starved to death on the road, or for other reasons, there were less than 150,000 people left in the Ögedai Division.
It can be seen that they did not stay well in the Persian Empire this year.
Many soldiers actually regretted it a long time ago, if they knew that it was such a result, it would have been better to surrender directly to Great Xia, at least they could be reunited with their families.
It's like now, not to mention wandering outside the territory, and being bullied.
Being repatriated this time, to be honest, most of the soldiers are not sad but happy, and 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 Wokotai among the happy people.
Wo Kotai knew very well what would happen to him when he was sent back to Great Xia this time, and the best result was only to be imprisoned to death.
Speaking of which, Wokotai also hates.
He really couldn't understand how the Persian Empire was so "wretched" and gave them away with just an ultimatum from Great Xia.
There was no hesitation at all.
Knowing this, he should not have surrendered to the Persian Empire in the first place.
How did Ogedai know that the reason why the Persian king was willing to accept the submission of Ogedai was not because he liked Ogedai, but because he wanted to smoothly recover the cities that had been captured by the Mongol Empire.
As for the Wokotai?
The Persian people have not forgotten that it was their westward expedition that caused monstrous slaughter on the Persian frontier earlier. Let's ask, how could the Persians forget such a blood feud?
It is precisely in this way that after the surrender of the Ögedai Division, there was no need for the Persian king to dictate at all, and naturally someone came to rectify them, and they became more and more unscrupulous.
First, military salaries were deducted, then grain and grass were deducted, and then they were "detained" separately.
After that, when the Wokotai Department becomes a group of sick cats, then they will directly rush into the barracks and blatantly retaliate, and the means will be ruthless.
Of the 50,000 killed, more than 70 percent died in this way.