Your Highness, the Proton of the Book, forgive me

Babur rested his forehead and sighed: "What about now? Did Jiang Xian die in shock? Not to mention the loss of Ari, but also ruined the secret work that his father had planted in Jiangling Kingdom for many years. Even uncle may be in danger. You...you ...how do you still have the face to come back?"

"But brother, all of this is also what uncle meant. Everything was planned."

"Really?" Babur lowered his head, staring closely at Saya's eyes.

Saya lowered her head unconsciously: "Yes..."

"Uncle has thought carefully and planned for so many years, why didn't it succeed?"

"Saya didn't dare to look into Babur's eyes: "Of course...of course that Jiang Xianjing is too cunning..."

"It's a bunch of nonsense." Babur suddenly became angry.

Saya turned her face away.

Babur continued: "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking."

Saya became furious: "Brother, I swear to Changshengtian, everything I said is true."

Babur's eyes were burning like a torch: "Why didn't you listen to your uncle and kill Qian Zuisheng?"

"I..." Saya was stunned for a moment in embarrassment and indignation.

Babur was heartbroken: "You kept saying that it was for Gaochang and for revenge, but what I saw was that you brought disaster to Gaochang for me because of a man. Saya, you... what do you want me to say about you?"

Saya suddenly raised her face: "Brother, don't panic, isn't the sound of Qianzui already blocked by Grandpa from the abrupt grassland? Without the blessing of Changshengtian, no one can cross the Liusha River."

"If you can block it for a while, can you still block it for a lifetime? Haven't you seen the methods of Jiang Xianjing and Qian Zuisheng?"

Saya finally felt a chill from the bottom of her heart.

Seeing that she knew she was wrong, Babur couldn't bear to be too harsh: "Just kneel here and plead guilty to your father!"

Babur was about to leave after speaking, but Saya grabbed Babur's robe: "Brother wait a minute, let me go and see Amu, he is seriously injured..."

"You still have the face to mention Amu?" Babur turned his head angrily, "This time, because of you, all the warriors brought by Amu died. Do you think he will live alone?"

"What?" Saya finally showed panic in her lake-colored pupils.

Babur almost gritted his teeth: "In order to get you back, hundreds of warriors killed themselves at the same time. Amu cut off his own arm. In order to punish himself, he didn't bandage himself. The blood of Amu and the warriors stained your way home. "

"Where is he? Let me see him, brother please let me see him..."

Babur's voice trembled: "After sending you back, he shed the last drop of blood, and now he has been dealt with with those warriors who died for you."

Saya finally cried out.

She knows what processing means.

It is disgraceful for a samurai to kill himself, it is shameless to see the immortality, and he is not worthy of a sky burial. He will only be burned by the fire and disappear with the quicksand.

The samurai reported in a low voice that the enemy's envoys had come.

Babur strode out of the ancestral hall, and Li Qiao stood in front of Babur, neither humble nor overbearing.

Babur politely invited Li Qiao into the king's tent.

Li Qiao nodded slightly to show respect: "Babur Khan, it's been a long time."

"General Li?"

Li Qiao calmly took out Jiang Xianjing's letter from his bosom.

Babur made a gesture of invitation, and Li Qiao sat down upright.

Babur opened the letter, and his chest heaved violently after reading ten lines at a glance.

Li Qiao secretly sighed in his heart, this Babur is really not an ordinary person, Jiang Xian was shocked that the iron cavalry had already stepped into Gaochang Kingdom.

Threatening with force first, and then using letters to persuade them to surrender, what can be tolerated by scholars is unbearable.

This is tantamount to putting a knife on someone's neck first, and then letting you choose another way to die, and you want to be that or stand that.

How the hell do people choose?

After Babur read the letter, although his fingertips curled up into a ball, he still entertained Li Qiao with good wine and good food.

Li Qiao can only resign himself to fate, I hope that Babur will not be angry, and use him to sacrifice the flag.

After Chaha's small victory here, he seemed to be complacent.

The border of the abrupt grassland didn't even set up a sentry post, so it was so bare that Qian Zuisheng was allowed to advance.

Ever since receiving Jiang Xianjing's words, Qian Zuisheng seemed to have taken a reassurance, and counted the days every day to go deep into the abrupt grassland.

During the march, they soon encountered a strange quicksand river again.

Qian Zuisheng did not act rashly, but calmly ordered everyone to camp in place and not to approach.

He himself leaned on Liebo, concentrating all his attention on observing the movement of Liusha River.

From sunrise to dusk, and from dusk to dawn.

Every hour, Qian Zuisheng would release a poultry out, some would come back alive, and some would disappear with the quicksand.

Finally, on the evening of the third day, Qian Zuisheng drew the bow and stringed it himself, and shot the plague-stricken small card into the air.

Amidst the exclamation of the soldiers, Liebo crossed the Liusha River step by step with a thousand drunken voices.

He turned around and raised his whip, and shouted to the army on the other side of the river:

"Brothers, don't the people of Gaochang believe in the Longevity Heaven? In the past few days, Gu has negotiated with their Changshengtian. The brutal and corrupt Gaochang Dynasty is about to collapse, and a new ruler will appear on the abrupt grassland, and that is Gu!"

"Long live Your Majesty, long live Your Majesty..."

The cheers like a mountain tsunami were accompanied by the crisp sound of horseshoes, and they flowed through the quiet and dead quicksand river.

The news that Qian Zuisheng had a dialogue with Changshengtian and reached a consensus spread like wildfire.

Chaha's army began to stir, and the soldiers were skeptical.

Chaha scolded Qian Zuisheng for being cunning, saying he was a fluke.

But Qian Zuisheng encountered quicksand several times later.

Qian Zuisheng negotiated with Changshengtian in the same way, and he was able to cross the Liusha River without harming a single soldier.

Chaha also started to worry.

But he still couldn't believe it.

The technique of arranging quicksand can only be mastered by the most respected pharaoh in the abrupt steppe.

It is the supreme glory and gift bestowed by Changshengtian on the abrupt grassland.

Chaha didn't believe that Qian Zuisheng, a native of the Central Plains, could easily spy on the secrets of heaven.

But the facts do not allow him to quibble.

What's worse, the folks in Gaochang also began to rumor that Changshengtian abandoned Babur and wanted to welcome a new ruler.

Gradually, Qianzuisheng calculated the time of quicksand more accurately than Chaha.

Until Qian Zuisheng managed to bury Chaha's two thousand elite riders in the quiet Quicksand River.

Chaha finally went mad. He scrambled and lifted the pharaoh's tent, but the pharaoh had already passed away.

Qian Zuisheng took the opportunity to spread rumors, saying that Changshengtian had already punished Babur and his elders.

People of the Gaochang tribe can only receive the blessing of the Longevity Heaven again if they turn to Qianyu and Gaochang.

Chaha was in disarray and searched for spies in the army, causing panic for a while.

He killed several generals one after another, but failed to catch the so-called spy.

Before he knew it, Chaha had already retreated to the northernmost edge of the abrupt grassland, where there was no way to retreat.

Cha Ha had to fight Qian Zui Sheng head-on.