"Now it's time for us to change our plans." Diaphragm

After thinking for a long time, the Persian envoy said in a solemn tone.

"Do you want to do it early?" Anusha Sultan asked.

The Persian envoy nodded and said, "I was originally going to wait for the Xia army's Mengchi capital to arrive in Shiva City, and then let you do it and directly wipe out the Xia army's high-level officials, but now that the Xia army is guarding against you, I'm afraid this plan will also go bankrupt, so it's better to eat this vanguard of the Xia army directly, not only can you get a large number of advanced firearms of the Xia army, but also boost the morale of the two armies."

"That's good." Sultan Anusa slapped his thigh and said, "I will order someone to prepare to go down, and in the name of the banquet, summon all the generals and leading officers of this Xia army into the city of Khiva and wipe them out, as long as there is no commander, it is only a matter of time before the remaining Xia army is wiped out."

The Persian envoy was not prepared to participate in this, he was only responsible for the liaison between Persia and the Khiva Khanate, and since the Sultan of Anusa had decided to make a move to the Xia army in advance, he began to write a letter informing the military generals at the front of the matter about it.

Immediately, with the order of the Sultan of Shiva, the palace began to prepare for a banquet, and the palace envoy also went to the Xia army camp outside the city, and strongly invited He Zhen and other high-level generals of the Xia army to enter the city to participate in the banquet in the name of catching the wind and washing the dust.

At the same time, the Khiva Sultan also gathered elite forbidden troops to ambush inside and outside the palace, and surrounded the hall where the banquet was held, as long as the Xia generals entered, they had no chance to escape, and the troops stationed near Khiva were also ordered to move closer to the city of Khiva. Diaphragm

In the face of the gracious invitation of the Khiva envoy, although He Zhen and other officers were not very interested, they still chose to accept, He Zhen was still like that, and did not think that the Khiva would do it to themselves when the army was approaching the city, so he only brought a few guards, let the first target staff stay behind, and the other three target staff will follow him into Khiva City on the day of the banquet.

The royal palace of Khiva, although it looks like a military castle from the outside, is full of gold and splendor inside, and at nightfall, many candles are lit in the court, and the smell of incense produced in Central Asia also fills the court with the faint smoke, making people uncontrollably immersed in the fragrance of incense.

With the lesson of the last time, this time the soldiers guarding the palace did not dare to let He Zhen and them collect their weapons, He Zhen and the others were able to swagger into the palace, what they did not notice was that after they walked by, the guards who bowed their heads looked at them as if they were looking at a corpse.

After entering the hall, He Zhen and the others found that the Sultan of Khiva had already laid on the main seat, he was lying on the main seat, his right hand supporting his head, and there were two young girls wearing a faint light veil and a veil on their faces serving him, enjoying it very much.

After seeing He Zhen come in, the Sultan sat up unhurriedly, he beckoned, and said enthusiastically: "Bring He Duhu and the generals to the table, He Duhu, you have come from afar to aid Khiva, I am very grateful, and I have specially prepared this banquet to entertain you."

He Zhen smiled slightly, he clasped his fists and saluted, "This all depends on the benevolence of the Son of Heaven, the Son of Heaven can't bear to be ravaged by the small country, so he ordered me to come to the aid of the army on the edge of the pond, if Your Highness really wants to be grateful, you can go to Beijing in person after the war to worship the Son of Heaven."

Sultan Anusha thought to himself that if he really went to Jingshi to worship the Son of Heaven in person, he was afraid that he would die directly in the Central Plains and would not be able to come back, and it would not be worth it to put his life into it in order to thank the Son of Heaven. Diaphragm

In the early Ming Dynasty, during the Yongle Dynasty, there were kings of overseas vassal countries who followed Zheng He's fleet back to Beijing, and finally died in the Ming Dynasty, and the tomb of one of the kings was buried in Quanzhou if I remember correctly.

The Sultan didn't say anything, he glanced at the Praetorian officer guarding the door, who immediately understood, turned around and walked out, He Zhen and the others did not notice, and they all took their seats under the leadership of the maid.

Once seated, the Sultan clapped his palms, and the court musicians in the hall began to play music in the Central Asian style, while the dancers dressed in light veils and veils slowly entered the music and danced to the music in the center of the hall.

The light veils they wore were so thin that their graceful figures loomed over these dances

The woman's appearance was extremely beautiful, and her facial features were three-dimensional, and she quickly stunned these Xia Army officers who rarely enjoyed themselves.

Since they came to this barren pond from the prosperous Central Plains, they have rarely seen a similar scene, and the last time He Zhen saw this scene was in North Korea many years ago, receiving a grand reception from the Korean monarchs.

Accompanied by the dancers, the Sultan raised his glass and invited He Zhen and others to drink the sweet wine, and his bureaucrats also toasted one after another.

However, He Zhen is a rough man who rises in the recklessness, and his alcohol consumption is far better than that of the people here, not to mention that the alcohol content in Central Asia is not as high as that in the Central Plains, he has drunk so much and still remains sober. Diaphragm

At this moment, a general suddenly stood up, he blocked his stomach, and proposed to go to the hut to solve his personal problems, and the interpreter who knew Chinese on the side hurriedly said his request, and the sultan casually ordered a maid and asked the maid to take the general to the next door to solve it.

The general followed the maid out of the side of the hall, and came to the place where the commode was placed in the side hall, and he refused the maid's attempt to help, unbuckled his belt and took off his trousers, and happily pulled out all the stocks in his stomach.

When the rustling stopped, he pulled on his trousers again, fastened his belt, washed his hands on the plate that the maid was carrying, and walked out.

But just as he walked out of the side hall, he saw a team of soldiers running towards this side in full armor, and the drunken general glanced at those soldiers, and he didn't react at first, but after being stunned for a second, he was shocked, and instantly realized something, and just wanted to open his mouth to issue a warning, but the general of the forbidden army who was running in front also reacted quickly, and directly slapped him to interrupt the shout he was about to blurt out, kicking him to the ground.

"Kill him!"

The Praetorian General said to the soldiers behind him, and then continued to run towards the hall with the scabbard at his waist, and the soldiers behind him did not hesitate to raise their spears and stab him in the chest under the desperate gaze of the general.

The screams of the generals and the clash of the armor outside were drowned out by the music in the hall, so they didn't notice anything, and when the forbidden army outside was ready, an attendant walked in and reported to the Sultan of Anusha, who immediately had a strange smile on his face. Diaphragm

This smile fell into He Zhen's eyes, making him only feel a little uncomfortable, but he didn't know where to start with this discomfort.

Then he saw Anusa Sultan clapping his palms again, stopping the dancing of the dancers, and he said a few words in Uzbek, and the dancers bowed and retreated from where they had come.

He Zhen looked at this scene, his brows furrowed slightly, he was about to ask, but Anusha Sultan picked up the wine glass and said, "He Duhu, I have a big matter to announce, before that, let's drink this wine."

Although He Zhen was puzzled, she still raised her glass in the translator's relay and drank the wine in the cup with Sultan Anusa.

After Sultan Anusa drank the wine, he slowly raised the wine glass, and then threw it to the ground, only to hear a dull sound after the silver wine vessel hit the carpet, the pupils in He Zhen's eyes shook violently and then contracted violently, and almost in the next second, from the various entrances and exits of the hall came a series of noisy footsteps and armor collisions.

Throw a cup for the number!

As the generals of the Xia army subconsciously stood up, groups of heavily armed Khiva soldiers poured into the hall, surrounding He Zhen and his generals. Diaphragm

"Anusha, what are you doing here?!"

He Zhen reacted instantly, pointed to the Sultan of Anusha who was standing on a high position, and asked.

Although Sultan Anusa couldn't understand what he was saying, he could guess what he was talking about from his tone and demeanor, he laughed and said, "Heduhu, this is a trap prepared for you, Allah is on it, from tonight, the fourth brigade of the Xia army will cease to exist!"

When the words fell, he waved his big hand, pointed his finger directly at He Zhen, and shouted, "Kill them!"

"Kill them!"

The Praetorian general, who was at the head of the army, drew his sword and shouted, and the soldiers beside him immediately surrounded him.

Seeing this, He Zhen immediately pulled out the sword that did not leave his waist, he looked at the subordinates who came with him angrily and in despair, and said, "Robes, today is our death day, kill one to make enough money, kill two blood to earn, the Son of Heaven will definitely avenge us!" Diaphragm

"Kill!"

The generals also drew their swords and followed He Zhen to take the initiative to meet them, and He Zhen raised his leg to kick the low table in front of him, blocking the movement of the enemy in front of him, and then swung his sword and slashed at the enemy closest to him, the man hurriedly raised his spear to resist, but He Zhen's long sword was violently withdrawn, and he kicked heavily in the opponent's abdomen, forcing it back, and the long sword in his hand was swung out again, directly killing the Shiva soldiers who had not had time to make a block on one side.

The Xia generals who attended the banquet did not expect that they would be betrayed, so they were only dressed in strong clothes instead of armor, and after killing several enemies, they were quickly wounded by the enemy's swords and spears, and although the guards who entered with them fought to the death, they were still killed in battle.

The third was pierced through the abdomen with a spear, and when the spear was pulled out, it flowed out along with its intestines, and he fell into a pile of spilled food, only to watch his robe being killed by the Khivas.

The second standard staff member was the one he had wanted to go to, his body had already turned cold in the corridor outside, and his eyes were still open staring at the ceiling.

The commander of the Fourth Brigade was supposed to be the actual commander of this brigade, but after He Zhen led the team, he actually became He Zhen's adjutant, this battle-experienced general was stabbed into the body by several spears after killing three people, those Khiva soldiers roared and pushed him all the way to the wall, the brigade commander struggled to fight back with the last of his strength, but his vitality and strength flowed out with the hideous wound, his face quickly turned gray, his hands drooped, and he died under the spear.

He Zhen resisted to the end, and the Anusa Sultan obviously did not want to kill him directly, so after He Zhen was wounded, he was pushed to the ground by the Khiva soldiers who swarmed him, and was brought to the front of the Anusa Sultan. Diaphragm

At the end of his life, the Imperial Marquis of Qi still tried his best to maintain his dignity as a general, holding his head up like a proud hero, and using almost all the foul language he could think of in his native Shaanxi dialect, to abuse the Sultan of Anusha.

Although Sultan Anusa could not understand his words, he could still sense He Zhen's malice, and he angrily punched and kicked He Zhen himself, and finally shouted, "Push him out and hang him!" I'm going to hang his body above the gates of the city, so that everyone can see what is going on with him!"

When he was pushed out by the soldiers, He Zhen still shouted loudly: "Anusha, I am the Marquis of Great Xia, if you dare to be treacherous, my Great Xia King will definitely destroy Shiva and slaughter Er and other traitors!" You killed me! I will watch from heaven the day when your Khiva kingdom will be destroyed!"

This day was the 10th day of the 12th month of the 16th year of Wu'an, and was later called "the difficulty of Khiva" by the Xia people.

After He Zhen was pushed out for execution, the Sultan of Anusa ordered a Persian envoy to be summoned and ordered to assemble an army to attack the Xia garrison on the outskirts of the northern city.

After several days of assembly, the troops around Khiva had been assembled in Khiva, and under the orders of the Sultan, the army rushed towards the Xia garrison north of the city.

The Xia army sentry standing on the guard tower was the first to discover the enemy's situation, he looked at the smoke and dust raised in the distance and the army looming in the smoke and dust, and suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, and hurriedly sounded the warning drum, after the early warning drum sounded, the Xia soldiers in the camp hurriedly assembled, and they quickly put on armor with the help of the robes around them, took weapons, and hurriedly went up to the wooden wall to guard. Diaphragm

Guan Qixun, the first standard general who stayed in the camp, also walked on the wooden wall for the first time, and he looked at the troops flying the banner of the Khiva Khanate from all directions, frowning.

"Are the deputy capital guards and brigade commanders back?"

Guan Qixun looked at the deputy general who was on duty at the gate today, and asked in a somewhat uneasy tone.

"Nope." The deputy general shook his head, and his face was also uneasy: "I'm afraid that there will be hair in the city

Something happened, if the goal of these Khivis is us, then they ......."

The latter words, the deputy general did not say, but everyone present knew what he meant, and everyone's faces changed slightly, and their hearts were full of anxiety.

Guan Qixun knew that at this time, he was the backbone of the more than 9,800 soldiers in the camp, and he had to deal with it calmly, if the camp was breached, all the officers and men of the Fourth Brigade would be killed.

He took several deep breaths to calm himself down quickly, and then said in a deep voice to everyone present: "Now that the deputy capital protector and the brigade commander have not returned, I announce that from now on, the whole brigade will be ordered by me

If the staff officers of the standard are not present, the deputy staff general will take command on their behalf, the first standard will guard the south gate with us, the second standard will guard the eastern wooden wall, the third standard will guard the western wooden wall, and the fourth standard will guard the north gate.

"Whoa!"

Everyone responded in unison.