In late April 785, Shikawa Shu led the main force of the expeditionary force to the city of Fogrozbia and joined the forward army group stationed in the city. When Shikawa Shu arrived, a very strange thing happened: Roger, who was the deputy commander of the forward army, disappeared in the city of Fogrozbia!

The staff of the Forward Legion couldn't tell where he went, only that he went out alone and didn't return for a night, and Zi Chuanxiu and Lin Bing were very worried, worried that the local demon natives had murdered him. Zichuan Xiu was particularly worried, because Roger was the favorite general he brought out. He ordered: "If anything happens to Roger, then the entire indigenous Yakun tribe of Grozbia will be martyred for him!"

The expeditionary force poured out of the nest to search, and Lin Bing sent all the gendarmes to search through the city, making a lot of noise for a whole day, and finally found nothing. In the evening, when Zi Chuanxiu and Lin Bing returned to the headquarters dejectedly, they all thought that Roger must be more than auspicious this time, who would have expected that as soon as they entered the door, they saw Roger, who had a blue nose and swollen face, was eating dinner with a swollen face, eating the food brought by Zichuan Xiu cleanly, and greeting Zi Chuanxiu while eating: "My lord, I came back so late!"

"You...... Where did you come from? Why were you beaten so badly?"

"My lord, it's a long story! In order to find out the enemy's situation, I went out to inspect the situation of the demon people last night, and when I was having a peaceful and friendly in-depth exchange with the local natives who admired my Celestial Civilization, I was suddenly attacked by a group of demon thugs with malicious intentions! Although I was very brave, the enemy was really outnumbered, and with the help of advanced weapons, that fierce battle was really fierce. Despite all these disadvantages, in the end, I defeated the enemy with the fearless warrior God Jīng and defended the dignity of the expeditionary force with brilliant achievements! Alas, what a thrilling experience!"

"Oh, you've worked so hard!" Zi Chuanxiu turned around and ordered Lin Bing angrily: "Send this warrior to the confinement room!" Don't give him food, he will be hungry until he screams, so that he won't have so much energy to run out and fight with people!"

"Ah, my lord, I'm screaming, ah...... Ah......h

Afterwards, Zichuan Xiucai found out that it turned out that Roger ran to hook up with the local demon girl, but was blocked in bed by her husband, and the red-clothed flag of the Zichuan family was beaten by several strong men of the demon clan with big sticks, and the ghost cried wolf, crying and crying for mercy, and finally was put in a sack and locked up for a day and a night.

"If it weren't for your timely rescue, I would have been murdered by those villains! They dared to murder the generals of my expeditionary force and despise my family's military might, my lord, you want to avenge me!"

Zichuan Xiu had a straight face: "The military prestige of the Zichuan family has nothing to do with the sè wolf who was beaten for stealing. ”

Thinking that this guy's affair had alarmed so many people, Zichuan Xiu angrily ordered Roger's confinement period to be increased by a week, and he only gave him carrots to eat, and when Luo Huang came, his eyes were as red as rabbits.

During his stay in Fogrozbia, Shikawa Xiu's main job was to force debts and urge Yagomi to pay an indemnity of three million taels of gold. This amount is so huge that Yagomi even peeled off the gold buttons on his clothes to make up for it, and only made up less than 1.8 million taels of gold from rummaging through the cabinets, the gap was huge, and he had to send a messenger to see Zichuan Xiu and beg for relief and compensation.

"My lord, we really can't even find half a gram of yellow sè, please be magnanimous and more tolerant!"

Zi Chuanxiu was extremely resolute: "It's impossible to reduce or exempt!" Seeing the disappointed god of the envoy, he changed his tone: "However, if the Yakun clan is inconvenient for a while, it is not impossible to postpone the payment." But you have to take some collateral and come out. ”

As a result of the discussion, the gold mine in the territory of the Yakun tribe was handed over to Zichuan Xiu as collateral, and the balance of the compensation was guaranteed to be paid within one year, with an interest rate of 20 percent, and the interest would be increased to 30 percent if it exceeded one year.

Yagomi had a good idea, but unfortunately, he got the wrong object. He didn't know that he was not only facing the leading young generals of the Zichuan family, but also a rare Jiān businessman for thousands of years. This little abacus he made was not worth mentioning in Zichuan Xiu's eyes. Zichuan Xiu sold the gold mine for one year to Gotha Khan for 1.5 million taels of gold - unlike Yagomi, who had gold mines in the territory, the Gotha Khan's gold stock was not much, and he could only take out 700,000 taels of gold with all he had, but he promised to pay off the balance within two years after he ascended the throne.

Zi Chuanxiu scoffed: "Two years? After two years, you will be the emperor of the demon clan! The most difficult thing in the world is to ask the emperor for debts, and I am not stupid!"

The two struggled for a long time, and finally Zichuan Xiu reluctantly backed down and allowed Gota Khan to use the treasures of the clan to pay for part of the debt. As for the price of the treasures of the Goang tribe -- knocking on the abacus, Lord Xiuchuan Jīng made careful calculations that even those century-old pawnshops could not compare with the court, and the precious furs were purchased by catties, jewelry and jewelry were purchased by sacks, rare jade toys were purchased by blocks, and calligraphy and painting cultural relics were purchased at the price of waste paper.

Looking at Zichuan Xiu's excited bargaining there, Gota Khan blurted out: "My lord, I haven't had much contact with the high-level officials of the Zichuan family, and I don't know your people. However, I guess among the generals of the Zichuan family, you should be a relatively different person, right?"

"Uh, what do you mean?"

"Nothing. Gotha Khan smiled bitterly and shook his head. If you want to change to another general to lead the army to attack the kingdom, at most you will burn and plunder a few cities, and if it's a big deal, you will slaughter the cities a few times. This can't frighten the demons -- no matter how brutal the enemy kingdom is, is there a more brutal creature in the world than the demons? Only Zichuan Xiu, since entering the country, has not fought a few battles, but the money has been looted innumerable. For him, there are no sacred things at all, the hatred of the country and the family can be used to pay the debt, the life can be redeemed, the slaughter of the city can be spared death, and even the position of the demon emperor is sold at a clear price. This tragic revenge counteroffensive was made like a trade, and such a person came to command the war against the kingdom, I really don't know whether it was the sorrow or luck of the kingdom.

At the beginning of May of 785, the expeditionary force continued to advance towards the Demon God Castle, passing through Damlerdan, Mentesiva, Mizmigrad and other places - these place names of the Demon Clan always made Zichuan Xiu angry.

Since leaving the Goon lands and entering the Yakun lands, the army has moved from the open plains into the rolling hills. Unlike the dense vegetation and verdant forests of the interior and the Far East, the mountains here meet the definition of poor mountains and bad waters: not a single inch of grass grows, evil rocks and phosphorus, dangerous peaks poke the sky, the land is scorched and black, and the low sky is often covered with black clouds, which makes people feel extremely sinister at first sight.

The officers and soldiers all discussed, the poor mountains and bad waters come out of the people, and the water and soil of the demon clan are so sinister, no wonder the demon cubs produced are so hateful.

Ever since he entered the Demon Kingdom, the fear of encountering the enemy's large-scale guerrilla war has always been a lingering shadow in Zichuan Xiu's heart, especially after seeing such a sinister landscape, his sense of unease has become even stronger. Stirling encountered countless guerrillas and rebels when he quelled the rebellion in the Far East, and the demons also encountered desperate resistance from the residents when they invaded the Far East and the interior, and now, the human expeditionary force is facing the same situation, and the reputation of the demons is even stronger and bloody than that of the Far East, and invading this country with strong folk customs will inevitably lead to a terrible guerrilla war.

As soon as I imagined that as soon as I entered the country, all kinds of guerrillas, death squads, death squads, Yamaguchi-gumi, and boy scouts should flock to the front, and I and my subordinates were tired of parrying, and finally fought continuously. In order to deal with the rebels and guerrillas in various places, Shikawa Xiudu was ready to lose 30,000 soldiers.

But what happened made the high-level of the expeditionary force collectively lose their eyes: since entering the territory of the demons, except for Yagomi and some resistance, the people have not reacted at all. The submissive taming of the demon people surprised Zi Chuanxiu. The expeditionary force shouted: "I want food!" The demon natives immediately emptied their last rice bag; the expeditionary force said: "I want wood!" So the indigenous people obediently removed the roof beams of their houses and sent them to the expeditionary force to use as firewood; the expeditionary force said: "I want labor!" So the village chief nodded from house to house and made up strong men to carry grain and grass for the expeditionary force.

Seeing this situation, Wen He and others were greatly encouraged, thinking that they had a way to fight and no way, and to relieve the people from hanging upside down, so the righteous division was supported by all the people. But after a long time, Zichuan Xiu found out that this is not the case at all! It is not because the demon residents love and support the "righteous liberation army" of the expeditionary force, this is purely just the traditional characteristics of the demon clan that respect power, the demon clan is accustomed to obeying the strong, the demon god emperor was powerful back then, and they all bowed down to the demon god emperor; now the demon god emperor was defeated by the Zichuan family, and the iron cavalry and sabers of the expeditionary force pressed on their heads, so they were all submissive to the Zichuan family.

Zichuan Xiu really couldn't understand what those green sè were thinking in their heads? The human army was killing their capital, and they were so calm and didn't care at all?

"They obey only the strong, not the righteous. It's incredible that when a country is facing its demise, not a single subject should rise up and fight for her!"

The demon race is capricious, both loyal to the lord and rebellious, cruel and bloody, looking at death as home, and at the same time cowardly as a rat, and scattered at the touch of a button. It is incredible that so many contradictory xìng grids are concentrated in one race, and they have not yet been divided and died.

Along the march, the roads in the territory of the demons are not as smooth and spacious as the roads in the interior, and there are mostly dirt roads with potholes, which become muddy during the rainy season. Because the expeditionary force carried a large amount of baggage, the march became very difficult. Even though they were not intercepted, they were advancing at a speed of only fifty or sixty miles a day.

Since passing Mizmigrad, the terrain has changed from a mountain to a desert. In the mainland, people often say that the Demon Kingdom is vast and sparsely populated, but after experiencing it firsthand, Zichuan Xiu understood how desolate this country was. After four days of driving, I walked almost 300 miles on the road, not to mention the city, and I couldn't even see a small village in a small township.

At first, Zichuan Xiu thought that the demons were practicing the tactics of clearing the wilderness, but the guide told him that this place was originally deserted, and there was no one living within a radius of hundreds of kilometers around the Gobi.

Barren grass, lonely roads, endless yellow sand, suffocating dead silence, and blowing sand. Survival, the most basic life activity, has become a luxury in this land.

It was early summer, but the sun on the Gobi was already so fierce that it couldn't shine brightly, and even Zichuan Xiu's originally fair face was tanned and rough. In the morning, strong winds and sand blew from time to time, and the soldiers of the expeditionary force took off their heavy armor, covered their heads and faces with their coats, and struggled forward against the wind and sand. In many places, the yellow sand has obliterated the roads, and the men and horses have to trek through the sand without feet, and they can only take one step at a time. From time to time, the wheels of the wagon loaded with baggage fell into the sand pit and could not get out, so the whole team of soldiers had to be mobilized to push the cart together, and the cart was pulled out by hard pulling, and the men and horses were tired and sweating like rain.

The biggest threat to this Gobi march is the lack of water. Because of the hot weather and the excessive consumption of the body, the drinking water carried by the army was drunk in only two days, and there was a panic in the team, and Zichuan Xiu was ready to slaughter the mules and horses to drink blood. Fortunately, there was a Goang guide in the army, who was familiar with geography, and he led the troops to find the clear springs and water sources in the Gobi, so that the army could support itself.

Zichuan Xiu secretly called it a fluke, but fortunately chose to cooperate with the Goang clan. Without them to lead the way, this harsh natural environment would have brought the expeditionary force to its knees.

On the fifteenth day of May, at noon, a misty black line appeared on the horizon. With an excited spirit, the Goang guide ran to report to Zichuan Xiu: "My lord, we have walked out of the Gobi no man's land!"

Sure enough, on the side of the next road, there were already lush green grass and low bushes, although there were not many, but after looking at the barren and monotonous yellow sand for several days in a row, this little bit of greenery was extremely moving, and the soldiers were all shocked, and even the pace of progress was much brisker.

The first release of the Biqu Pavilion www.biquge.info Chinese network, more chapters, welcome to the Bi Qu Pavilion www.biquge.info support the author This afternoon, the expeditionary force finally saw the crowd. It was two demon herdsmen, an old man and a young man, who were grazing on the side of the road with a few sheep. The coarse cloth worn by the old man was so dirty that he couldn't see his original face, only barely enough to cover his lower body around his waist, and his upper body exposed rows of ribs. The sheep are also very thin, like a team of skeletons. When the soldiers and horses passed, the old man and the young did not dare to raise their heads, prostrate on the ground and kowtow, and did not dare to raise their foreheads against the ground.

Touching a living person for the first time in a few days, Shikawa Xiu stopped.

The guard kicked the old man of the demon clan who was prostrate on the ground: "Old man, raise your head!

The old man looked up, and then Shikawa Xiu saw an old, haggard, and frightened face, and the wrinkles on his face were full of mud and dirt. He raised his hands high, spread his black and thin fingers like branches, and said something quickly, Zi Chuanxiu only understood a few words: "Master...... Wretched...... Take them all ......."

"What did you say?"

The old man repeated, he was so frightened that even his voice was trembling, but Zi Chuanxiu didn't understand.

It just so happened that Gota Khan was by Zichuan Xiu's side, and he told Sù Zichuan Xiu: "My lord, this is a member of the Gosa tribe. ”

"The Gosa tribe?"

"A small tribe, less than 30,000 people in total. They are a nomadic tribe that is dependent on the Yakun people. The old man spoke in the dialect of their tribe, and he was pleading. ”

Gotha Khan acted as a temporary interpreter, translating the old man's words: "Poor military master, leave me a ewe, one ewe is enough! With the ewe, I and my grandson can live!

Zichuan Xiu asked, "Is this your grandson?"

"Master Jun, he's dead. ”

"How did you die?"

"He participated in the Western Expedition and was killed. Master Jun, I beg you, leave me a ewe...... Just one ewe is enough, otherwise I will really starve to death......"

After listening to Goda Khan's translation, the generals all showed heavy faces, and Shirakawa took out a handkerchief and secretly wiped his eyes. Looking at the begging old man, the skinny man and the sheep, and the black fingers like chicken feet, a strange mood that had not been seen for a long time flooded Zi Chuanxiu's heart.

Zi Chuanxiu wanted to ask the old man why he wanted to leave a ewe, and it would take a long time for the ewes to give birth to lambs. During that time, did they eat sand for a living?

"Let's go!"

As he was leaving, Zichuan Xiu threw two cakes and a silver coin at the old man, and the old man's eyes were so surprised that his eyes were about to bulge out of his sockets - Zichuan Xiu was not naïve enough to think that a few coins could change the tragic fate of the pair of grandchildren, but at least they would ensure their safety. With an army of 300,000, it is inevitable that there are not a few vicious guys who want to make a pot of mutton soup with a few lean sheep. They may not have mercy, but they have some scruples about a herdsman whose commander has just given money.

The old man looked straight at Zi Chuanxiu, his eyes flickering, as if he had encountered something incredible. For the first time in their lives, the armies that crossed the border not only did not plunder, but gave them alms.

"Master Jun, you ...... You give me money?"

Shikawa Xiu smiled self-deprecatingly. Old demon, I'm not a god, there's only so much I can give, you ask for more blessings!

At this time, Shirakawa did something, and Zichuan Xiu felt that this was not good for the girls, and they were always overflowing with sympathy, and how many bullshit things were caused by them - she ran to pick up the demon boy who was lying on the ground and didn't make a sound, and asked him softly: "How old are you? Where is home?"

The demon kid suddenly got up from the ground, stood up straight, and shouted two words at Bai Chuan, his expression was very angry.

No one understood what he said, but Gotha Khan's face turned white.

Seeing that they did not understand, the boy shouted again, this time in Senease with a round and clear voice: "Aliens, do you think that you have really conquered the kingdom?

Like a lightning bolt suddenly hitting the top of his head, Zi Chuanxiu was stunned.

Since the beginning of the Eastern Crusade, countless demon clans' big cities and villages have surrendered without a fight, and the proud fierce generals of the kingdom have fallen to their knees in front of them. Meng Khan whispered and went to the expeditionary army to beg for surrender, Yagomi begged for peace with a disgraced face, and sold the last handful of silver spoons in his family to make up compensation, and even the supreme emperor's throne was thrown to Gotha Khan like a bone, in exchange for his courteous service before and after his saddle.

Unexpectedly, in this poor and remote Gobi, he would meet such a person, a demon boy with no clothes and no food, skinny and weak!

The mighty army did not frighten him, poverty and hunger did not overwhelm him, and the alms of goods were regarded as an insult to him - this is only a child!

What kind of people is this! Is the only way to bring them to their knees is to kill them all?

The wind swept through the yellow sand, the bushes on the side of the road were rattling, and in the silence, Zichuan Xiu yīn looked at the young man deeply.

The young man stood in place and looked at Zi Chuanxiu, with fear in his eyes, but his gaze did not dodge.

"Little cub, let you talk nonsense!" Gotha Khan grimaced and gritted his teeth. It was the first time that this mild-mannered man had such a terrible expression. He strode towards the pair of grandchildren, murderous.

Everyone could see what Gotha Khan was going to do, and the old man was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground like mud, foaming at the corners of his mouth. Although the young man was still stiffened in place, his body was obviously trembling a little, and his feet were weak.

Gotha Khan pulled his sword out of its sheath, and the crisp sound of it unsheathed was chilling. Facing the child's head, he raised his sword diagonally, a very standard diagonal slashing preparation, and it was impossible to see that this well-mannered leader of the Goang clan also had good martial arts.

As if all his courage had been exhausted, the child sat down on the ground in fright, clutched his head tightly, closed his eyes, but begged for mercy.

"Stop, sir. At this time, the only person who had the ability to stop Gota Khan was Zichuan Xiu: "Sir, there is no need for this. He was still a child. ”

Gotha Khan turned around, his sword still raised: "My lord, the remnants of the Senea tribe are stubborn, and they dare to confront you in front of you!

"If you kill him, won't you make the world laugh at me, Zichuan Xiu doesn't even have the measure to accommodate a child?"

Gota Khan was stunned for a moment, and finally lowered the sword in his hand. He glared at the kid angrily, and put his sword back into its sheath, "Count your luck!" and he strode away.

The first release of the pen fun pavilion www.biquge.info Chinese network, more chapters, welcome to the pen fun pavilion www.biquge.info to support the author looking at his angry back, Roger was surprised: "Gotha Khan is so angry today? With a little hairy child, is it worth it?" He didn't understand the demon language, and he couldn't understand the conversation just now.

Zi Chuanxiu said lightly: "Maybe this little hairy boy said what was in his heart!"

He walked over and looked down condescendingly into the child's eyes, looking at his pupils that had narrowed like a needle out of fear, and Zichuan Xiu said clearly in Senean: "Child, whether the kingdom will be conquered or not, you will see with your own eyes." If you can live to be old, then you can tell your children that the person who destroyed the Miè Demon Kingdom spared my life!"