Explosion is art.

The Indian god of war, Bagjira, thought for a moment that it was art, and it was like an unrealistic fantasy, but he eventually turned into a piece of ruin and fell under the city wall.

Zhao Congfang also took people down to see this reckless man who was attacking the city alone, he was already lying on the ground and dying, swallowing blood. A smile full of ambition. He looked at the three people who were looking at him in front of him, they must have been frightened by what he had just done, and after seeing his courage and determination, they should also know that there were not only a group of monks in the Brahmins who recited sutras, but also heroes like him.

"It's a shame that it's such a good armor. If this man was kicked in the head, six or seven people would dare to attack the city. ”

"I don't know, maybe it's a brainless reckless man."

"No, this seems to be what the Indians call the god of war."

When Bajiela heard such a ridiculous conversation, the anger in her heart surged up, coughed up a pool of blood, and tilted her head to the other side.

Zhao Congfang snorted maliciously, and instructed the people around him: "Since it is the god of war who has been blown out, then take his armor and hang it on the tower of the temple of Qunu City, so that the Brahmins and Kshatriyas in the city can see what will happen if they oppose the Tang army." ”

A moment later, three or five Tang soldiers dragged the hemp rope hanging on the top of the tower and hung the corpse on the top of the tower like a flag.

The Brahmin elders of the temple came out of the temple and looked up, and a frightened face appeared on the face, a god of war who had been blessed by the gods and was called Shiva's mortal doppelganger, was finally thrown off the altar and turned into a swollen corpse.

The elder sat down on the ground, his expression even more desperate, as if he had aged many years for a moment.

Zhao Congfang walked up with a horizontal knife hanging from his waist, glanced at him, pointed to the corpse hanging on the spire and asked with a smile: "You have stabilized us for the past two days, just looking forward to him coming." Now that your appointed god of war has arrived, don't you feel relieved at all? ”

The elder tried his best to remove himself from his frightened expression, shook his head with a false smile and said, "No, not at all, he is just a mortal in golden armor, general, you are a god." “

Zhao Congfang laughed proudly: "It's too much to blow so embarrassingly, but I like it." ”

He turned back to his entourage and said, "Immediately send an official letter to Dr. Li, saying that North India has been settled, and ask Dr. Li to mobilize people to take over." ”

More than half a month later, Li Siye's reply was also sent, Zhao Congfang opened the envelope and took out the paper to look at it, which only read, "Temporarily lead the troops to camp in Qunu City, and wait for me to make a decision after I return to Chang'an." ”

Zhao Congfang's heart suddenly cooled half, and when Li Siye returned to Chang'an to report to the emperor, and then came to India after the news, a year and a half would pass. He originally hoped that after this battle, Li Siye would be able to exchange him from Xiao Bolu, but now it is good, the farther and farther he goes, and he is stationed in Qunu City in the West Heaven. ”

But what can be done now, the military orders above cannot be disobeyed.

Dai Wang also received a letter from Li Siye, Li Siye ordered him to re-establish the post station logistics in India, and what was the purpose of fighting so many battles with such great effort, isn't it just to turn North India into a machine for collecting money. Anyway, things are already in trouble, so let's spread the stall a little bigger, organize more people and livestock, and turn back all the money lost some time ago for him.

Li Siye naturally wanted to withdraw from Xiaobolu with the main force of the Tang Army, and this expedition had been out for more than six months, and it should have come to an end. He decided to return to Chang'an and find a way to negotiate with the sage for the establishment of an army stationed in India, because the territory was too large to rely on these troops in the original Anxi Xiting River, which diluted the garrison strength in various places, and could not meet the military tasks at this stage.

When he came, he took the Tanju Ridge passage in Xiaobolu, and when he went back, he planned to go to the Hindu Kush Mountain, and by the way, he learned about the terrain and environment near India, the South Asian subcontinent is a golden treasure land, and since he was determined to use it as a logistics base to operate, he naturally had to figure out everything around him.

Feng Changqing seemed to guess a hint in his heart, but he was not sure, so he had to knock on the side beside him and ask: "Doctor, although India is rich in natural resources, it is too far away from my Datang land, if you want to recruit the children of the Han family to garrison, most people will definitely be unwilling, and the generals stationed here will definitely have complaints." ”

"Are you talking about Zhao Congfang?" Li Siye showed a meaningful smile: "Since it is stationed in the city of Qunu in India, it naturally can't be the same as other places. But anyone who is on duty in Qunu City can bring their family members over. The general could also mobilize the Indian Shudras to build him a mansion. ”

"Then it's really a long time coming?"

"Of course, we can't lose this place if we get it."

In the distance, they saw the undulating peaks of the Hindu Kush, the snow-capped peaks and the cold sheath in the mountainside. To the west of the Hindu Kush is Mount Suleyman, and between the two peaks there are two open mountain passes, the Khyber Pass and the Bolun Pass. It was from this pass that Sogdian and Persian traders entered India to purchase spices.

Li Siye led the team into the mountain pass, waved the troops to rest, and he himself wanted to satisfy the leisure and leisure of touring the mountains and rivers, standing on the side peaks of the mountain range, looking at the vast land under his feet, and sighed a lot: "The world is really a wonderful thing, in the past, I don't know how many troops entered India from this mountain pass, bringing great disasters to the South Asian subcontinent." These Indians only knew how to chant and play with women, but they did not know that they only needed to build walls and passes at these two mountain passes to keep the invaders north of the Hindu Kush Mountain. ”

Feng Changqing nodded strangely: "Isn't this just building the Great Wall?" ”

"It can also be understood in this way, but this mountain pass is only a few dozen miles long, where can it be related to the Great Wall. Even if it is two city gates, it can seal the mountain pass tightly. When the time comes, it only needs to get 20,000 people to garrison, and it can easily resist hundreds of thousands of invaders. ”

He looked up at the clouds in the sky and said to the generals behind him: "You have also walked through this land, how do you feel?" ”

For such a profound question, how can the big guy answer it, after all, there are few people who have gone to school, and even fewer people have done reading comprehension questions.

He had no choice but to say to himself, "Haven't you seen the caste system? Look at the oppressed Shudras and Dalits who don't deserve their names, who use their hard-earned money to feed a group of blood-sucking Kshatriyas and Brahmins, but are despised as inhuman and animals, and the lower castes are enslaved by the higher castes and can even be deprived of their lives at will? ”

"I will tell you, because they are the masters of this land. The Aryans crossed this mountain pass in front of you and invaded India, killing a group of natives who dared to resist, and officially took over the land. Because of their great differences in skin color and appearance from the natives, they developed a sense of physical superiority, which created the cancer of the caste system, which separated the Aryans from the lowly slaves. ”

He looked back at the crowd, his eyes full of hope: "Thinking about this, all of us must be educated from this negative example, and we must always be strong, tough, and strong, so that we will not be defeated by a strong enemy and become slaves, so that our future generations will not suffer too much." ”

Feng Changqing also said with emotion: "During the Wuhu Rebellion, the clothes crossed to the south and the northern country fell, although it will not be destroyed by the whole world, it is also a great disaster that my China has never seen, and my generation, as soldiers, must not let this scene repeat." ”