Three thousand miles in exile

It rained heavily all day and all night.

The originally dry river in the Central Plains became turbulent overnight.

In the early morning, the rain eased, from torrential rain to plush drizzle.

Blood and water were intertwined on the armor, and Liu Zhan stared proudly at the battlefield, with corpses everywhere reflected in his dark pupils.

"Report to the King of Han, the remnants of Xi Rong surrendered, and they were all taken prisoner!" Cao Ming clasped his fists to report.

Liu Zhan took off his helmet. He gazed at the endless battlefield, and spoke in a deep voice for a long time.

"All the captives of Xirong were killed without leaving a single one, so as to comfort the spirits of the people who died in vain!"

"As ordered!"

After receiving the king's order from the King of Han, all the soldiers shouted angrily, how can their anger be calmed if they don't kill these brutal thieves.

At this point, the dark chapter in which Xirong ravaged Hanzhong for several years and slaughtered millions of people finally came to an end.

Soldiers from their hometown who fled from Hanzhong to join the army in northern Xinjiang sobbed and wept. The grief and resentment that had been suppressed for several years was finally vented on this day.

"Don't cry." Liu Zhan looked at the soldier. "My king promises you to return to your hometown in honor, and Hanzhong will be guarded by you in person."

"Thank you King of Han!" The soldier knelt down and kowtowed, and fell on the ground for a long time.

"All the soldiers have made meritorious service in this battle, and they will be rewarded as usual." Liu Zhan walked back after finishing speaking.

Along the road, there were a large number of young and strong people carrying stretchers to the battlefield, and there were military doctors among them, all of them looked serious and walked in a hurry.

For the doctors of the medical department, their battlefield has just begun now.

Liu Zhan rode his horse towards the camp at the rear, and more and more young men were heading towards the battlefield. These were young men from the food transport team, stationed in Jizhou with Song Fenglin.

After walking for a while, you can see the bright red flag of the Han army camp in the distance.

At the main entrance of the camp, a familiar silver-white figure stood under the banner of the Han army.

The news of the great victory of the Han army last night was transmitted back to Jizhou immediately. Song Fenglin led the young and strong to cross the Baima Qiang overnight. He had already arranged the aftermath of the war properly on the way.

The wound medicines from Jizhou arrived at the camp one after another, and all the young and strong went to the battlefield to transport the wounded. There were also a large number of medical officers divided into two teams, one team went to the battlefield to rescue the seriously injured, and the other team stayed in the camp to respond to the wounded.

And the cooks have all started to make fire to cook, and every soldier who returned triumphantly from the battlefield can drink hot soup immediately.

The officials who counted the personnel ran among them, and the entire Han army camp was busy in an orderly manner.

The young king returned victoriously, with the chill of the battlefield on his body.

The queen's beautiful phoenix eyes sparkled with crystal water.

Before Liu Zhan dismounted, Song Fenglin rushed over and hugged him.

"Haha!" Liu Zhan hugged the person and laughed heartily. "My daughter-in-law has never hugged me in front of so many people."

Song Fenglin's ears turned red with embarrassment, but at this moment he couldn't care about other people's gazes, he was really both scared and grateful.

No words can describe the gratitude in Song Fenglin's heart at this moment. Liu Zhan's safe return is his greatest joy.

The king's tent was filled with bloody smell.

Liu Zhan sat shirtless on the edge of the bed and was bandaged by the medical officer. There were wounds of various sizes all over his body. From these densely packed wounds, one can imagine how thrilling and fierce the battlefield was at that time.

Fortunately, everything has been settled.

"Give it to me." Song Fenglin took the handkerchief from the guard and wiped the blood on Liu Zhan's neck.

Another guard brought clean hot water.

"Report to the King of Han!" A guard came in and clasped his fists. "The captives have been killed, a total of 23 people."

In this battle, none of the more than 60 Western soldiers survived.

Liu Zhan spoke suddenly. "You blame me?"

Song Fenglin shook his head. "It's okay to report complaints directly."

The handkerchief was soaked in the water basin and quickly turned red. Song Fenglin wrung out the handkerchief and signaled for another basin of clean water.

Song Fenglin has always told Liu Zhan not to make too many bad names. People's hearts have never come from intimidation, but Song Fenglin also has a new understanding after going through this battle.

The military doctor wrapped gauze around Liu Zhan's back. The armor that was taken off was riddled with holes. The king of Xirong once promised to be king. Liu Zhan is undoubtedly the king in the eyes of all Xirong soldiers. .

If it weren't for the excellent armor, Liu Zhan would have survived.

In troubled times, the easiest and most effective way to suppress ghosts and ghosts is to use violence to control violence.

Leaving these large numbers of Western soldiers will only cause endless troubles.

Because Song Fenglin arranged the aftermath, after drinking the medicine, Liu Zhan fell into a deep sleep, and the nerves that had been tense for two days and one night relaxed, and the wounded King of Han fell unconscious.

"Heat the food in the pot, and use it when the King of Han gets up." Song Fenglin stepped out of the inner room, and after explaining to the guards, he looked at the big and small officials who came to report their work.

"Pick up the important ones first." Song Fenglin sat in the chief seat, and the officials and generals lined up to report.

"Queen Qi, someone from Gaozhou came to ask for instructions. I heard that Shoufu sent all the newly harvested grain this year to Gaozhou. May I ask the queen, now that the war has been decided, do you still need to continue to transport grain to Jizhou?"

Everyone thought that this battle would be a protracted confrontation, but no one expected that Liu Zhan could come up with a clever trick, forcing the King of Xirong to send troops.

Therefore, the Han court still transported grain and grass to Gaozhou as planned, fearing that the frontline army would run out of food.

Now that the Han army has captured Hanzhong and the Central Plains, the 40 Han army naturally cannot all guard the Central Plains, and it is bound to divide the troops in Hanzhong.

Song Fenglin suddenly thought of something. "Where are the treasures looted by Xirong hidden? Have you found them?"

Li Futian took a step forward to answer. "After returning to the queen, I have already found it. There are dozens of large tents piled up in the Xirong camp. The last general wants to ask you for instructions."

"How much food and grass are there?"

"It's too late to calculate, but it's enough for our army for a year." Li Futian replied.

The King of Xirong must have emptied the Central Plains.

Song Fenglin immediately had an idea. "Gaozhou's grain and grass will not be moved for the time being. I will order people to go to Xirong Daying to count the grain and grass. We must count the real number as soon as possible."

Several people took the order and immediately went down to carry it out.

After the war, the entire Hanzhong and the Central Plains fell silent, and the enemy had been wiped out, but how should this devastated land recover.

"Come here, pass on the order of the King of Han, and announce the victory to the world. The King of Han has defeated Xi Rong and wiped out millions of enemies!"

The recovery plan can be implemented step by step, but the good news must be announced to the world as quickly as possible. Only in this way can those who intend to take advantage of the loopholes be deterred.

"Li Xiaolian, immediately bring one hundred thousand troops into the capital, control the imperial capital, and make further arrangements when the King of Han wakes up." Song Fenglin said.

Controlling the imperial capital is equivalent to controlling the overall situation of the Central Plains. The world that Liu Zhan worked so hard to conquer cannot be allowed to be occupied by people with aspirations.

Song Fenglin had good concerns. Those aristocratic families from Nandu were planning to elect a new emperor. They waited for Xi Rong to return to the Western Regions, and they publicly elected the orphan of the Great Qi Dynasty as the new emperor.

Headed by several big families, they have already thought up the regulations for the referendum, and are waiting to enjoy the merits of Conglong and mention their titles again.

These aristocratic families didn't think that the Han army could defeat Xirong at all, and they were even annoyed that Liu Zhan, a tiger standing in the way, was leaving in front of the king of Xirong.

When the news of the great victory of the Han army spread throughout the Central Plains through the soldiers who reported the victory, and then spread to the other side of the Huai River, all the aristocratic families were in an uproar.

Their dream of establishing a new emperor was shattered, and when they learned that the Han army had taken control of the imperial capital, some of them were even insane.

Because they all knew that they might not be able to go back.

"Eat slowly." Song Fenglin was peeling pears aside.

After sleeping for a whole day and night, Liu Zhan was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back, and the table was swept away by the wind.

"Come here, order some wine!" Liu Zhan was extremely happy in his heart.

"Where are the king's brothers? Let them all come, no one can leave the king's tent awake today!"

Defeating the State of Yan and killing the King of Yan did not make Liu Zhan so happy at this time. He was really happy, and felt that the emotions that had been pent up in his heart for so many years were finally released.

When the king of Han gave an order, the banquet was set up in the king's account, and the generals in the army sat on the ground with the king of Han. There were no dancers or maids, only brothers talking and joking.

"Damn, who said that my daughter is going to marry my son!" Cao Ming's arm was still in a bandage.

"I haven't given birth to a daughter yet, haven't I?" Jiang Changlin's body was also covered with white tape.

None of the generals present here is intact.

"I have two daughters, which one of you guys hasn't settled yet?" Cao Zhuang shouted loudly.

Li Futian waved his hands in disgust. "Your girl looks like you were printed out of the same mold, and she doesn't look like your daughter-in-law at all."

Cao Zhuang's two daughters seemed to be the female version of Cao Zhuang, and this strong figure had already discouraged many boys.

"Women look at virtue, you superficial guys!" Cao Zhuang snorted angrily.

"It's right in terms of virtue, but you can't cheat your son. Being a husband and wife is not something to be blinded by." Guo Donghu gave a strange cry, and everyone laughed.

Cao Zhuang roared. "Fuck, you all just wait and see, I'll let her lose weight when I get back!"

Liu Zhan on the main seat laughed so hard that even Song Fenglin couldn't help smiling with half of his face covered with a folding fan.

Because they are all brothers who grew up together, most of them talk like this in private without any scruples.

The atmosphere in Wang's tent was warm.

Liu Zhan silently spilled half a glass of wine on the ground in honor of another brother who couldn't be there, and then he drank the remaining half glass of wine with his head up.

"King of Han! Queen! I have something important to report!" Suddenly, an excited voice came from outside the account.

"Come in and answer." Song Fenglin immediately lost his expression.

The person who came was the servant of the household department, holding a box in his hand, and knelt down in front of the two of them.

"This is the jade seal that I found when I was counting Xirong's belongings. I invite the Queen of Han to inspect it. I dare not lie."

What kind of jade seal can make the Minister of the Household Department lose his composure so much?

For a while, the account was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

Liu Zhan stepped over and opened the box, inside was a jade seal the size of a fist, but it was broken into two halves.

"Report to the King of Han, when I found the jade seal, it fell on the ground together with sundries." The minister of the household department shook like a sieve.

The jade seal has a radius of four inches, and Shanghai New York crosses Jiulong.

It is exactly the same as the rumored jade seal passed down by Emperor Zhou.

"The queen has a look." Liu Zhan handed the jade seal to Song Fenglin.

Song Fenglin took it with both hands cautiously.

After a long time, he sighed softly. "It is indeed Chuan Guo Yuxi."

Unfortunately it was damaged.

"Please forgive me, the Queen of Han!" The servant of the household department was already very frightened, fearing that he would be punished, so he kowtowed continuously.

"That's not necessary." Liu Zhan raised his hand to stop it.

"It's just a jade seal, so what if you have it, so what if you don't have it? So what if it's damaged?" Looking at these brothers who were born and died with his hands behind his back, Liu Zhan had confidence in his eyes.

"Could it be that without it, this king would not be able to enter the Imperial Capital?"

How many aristocratic families have fought for a mere jade seal. The so-called success of passing on the jade seal of the country can win the world, but it is just the rules of the game in the eyes of the aristocratic families.

Liu Zhan has never been a person who follows the rules, he is a person who makes the rules!

Almost immediately, all the generals got up and saluted one after another.

"The king of Han is ordered by heaven!"

All the generals have retreated, and only Liu Zhan and Song Fenglin are left in the Wang account.

Liu Zhan sat on the blanket casually, and Song Fenglin leaned against him.

"After the battlefield is cleaned up, I will ask Cao Zhuang to lead 15 people to Hanzhong, leaving 20 people to stay in the Central Plains."

Song Fenglin nodded. "Hanzhong and the Central Plains are all waiting to be rebuilt. After this catastrophe, the population may not be enough to replenish the places."

"Let's take it step by step. If we want to regain the peak population of the past, it will take at least two or thirty years." Liu Zhan said.

Since Xirong went south to the present, millions of people have lost their lives, especially in Hanzhong, and recovery will not be achieved overnight.

"Tomorrow, I will write down the policy of benefiting the people, encouraging the people to return, and first focusing on restoring the people's livelihood in the Central Plains." Song Fenglin said.

The four major state capitals bordering the Gyeonggi region were all looted by Xi Rong, and the remote state capitals were spared from being sacked. It was easy to deal with the looting, and those state capitals that were spared from being sacked had to be recovered as soon as possible.

Liu Zhan raised his head and drank the spirit in the glass. "Three days later, send troops to the state capitals of the Central Plains, first control the state capitals of the Central Plains, so that you can handle things easily."

The problems of the state capitals in the Central Plains are not a concern, and it is only a matter of time before they are taken down and reorganized.

"Hanzhong and the Central Plains have been decided, what do you plan to do with the Jiangnan area?" Song Fenglin asked.

In this way, only Jiangnan remains undecided in the world.

"Of course it's a fight." Liu Zhan said concisely, stretching out his hand to pull him into his arms and encircle him.

"The aristocratic family's Nandu are all in the south of the Yangtze River, so it's really difficult to recruit them." Song Fenglin murmured.

Liu Zhan pinched his chin. "The word Zhao'an is not in your man's dictionary."

Recruiting security is equal to compromise, how could he compromise with this group of aristocratic families?

Song Fenglin was about to say something, but Liu Zhan suddenly tore off his clothes to look at the wound on his waist and abdomen.

I saw that there was no bruise on the wound, only a faint redness remained. Lin Xiuyan's medical skills are still very good.

"Dare not to hide it from me next time." Liu Zhan snorted coldly.

Song Fenglin smiled lowly, his brows were gentle. "Please forgive me, King of Han."

The docile Queen of Han, that handsome side face reflected a light layer of warm yellow under the candlelight.

Liu Zhan bit his earballs as if punishing him. "You know what is the happiest thing to do after winning a battle?"

The night breeze was cool, and amidst the flickering candlelight, clothes were thrown all over the floor.

The guard came back with hot water, and when he heard the movement from a distance, he hurriedly turned and left, and signaled the others to stand away.

It wasn't until the middle of the night that the commotion in Wang's account subsided.

The quilt was tossed dirty and messy, and Song Fenglin's body was so miserable that he fell into a coma.

It was already the next day when Song Fenglin woke up.

He has put on clean clothes and washed the dirty places, but his body is still sore and uncomfortable, and his thighs tremble even when he moves.

It was too crazy, Song Fenglin was helpless.

At this time, Liu Zhan's voice came from the outside room separated by a curtain.

"Wait until the queen wakes up before making further arrangements." Liu Zhan raised his hand when he heard the movement in the tent after speaking. "Go down first, let me know something."

All the generals clasped their fists in agreement and filed out one after another.

Liu Zhan lifted the curtain and went in, just in time to see Song Fenglin sitting on the edge of the bed and unable to stand up in embarrassment.

"You're still laughing!" Song Fenglin glared at him.

Liu Zhan laughed and stepped forward to push him back on the bed as if to kiss him, Song Fenglin hurriedly covered his mouth. "Stop making trouble, there are so many things."

"Let you see your husband's true strength."

"I've already seen it." Song Fenglin was annoyed.

Liu Zhan laughed out loud.