MTL - The World Online-v3 Chapter 1317 Repatriation

On November 5th, the Persian Empire finally responded positively to the night of the big summer.

The Persian king claimed that if Da Xia was willing to pay a ransom, the Persian Empire would be happy to repatriate the Daotai to the summer to maintain the friendship between the two sides.

"The specific ransom can be negotiated," said the Persian king.

The king of Persia is a wise man. He is not really greedy for the ransom, but to use this ransom to block the mouth of the opponents within the empire.

In this way, the Persian Empire sent out hot potato and maintained stability within the empire.

The best of both worlds!

In order for Da Xia to agree, the Persian king claimed that the ransom can be negotiated.

In fact, in such a situation, even if the big summer does not give a penny, the Persian king is happy.

Regarding the conditions proposed by the Persian king, Ouyang Yu considered it and chose to accept it. One wrestling platform has always been a heart disease of Wang Shu, the commander of the West Asian theater. He handled it early, so that Wang Hao really entered the state.

The second is that Ouyang Yu is not really a plan to declare war on the Persian Empire in the coming spring.

The highlight of next summer's big summer should be placed in the Tianzhu District. Only after conquering the Scorpio, the empire has the energy to continue westward. The strength of the West Asian and South Asian theaters is not enough to support the two-line battle.

At this time, the Persian Empire was promised to redeem the prisoners of war, and it could also confuse the Persian Empire.

All in all, there are calculations, and it depends on who will eventually win the game.

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On November 20th, the border between Xijiang and the province was Nanchengguan.

Daxia has two major barriers on the border of the western provinces, one south and one north, the north is called the North Tower, and the south is the south gate, which together guards the border.

This second level is also the only channel for Daxia to lead to the Persian Empire. The two major barriers are basically mountains and mountains, and it is difficult to overstep, let alone march.

This shows that the two major strategic positions.

Among the two major customs, Nanchengguan is the most important, and it leads directly to the hinterland of the Persian Empire.

A year ago, when Wo Kuantai was evacuated, it was this relationship. Earlier, the Mongolian army’s west expedition was also the place to go.

The automatically generated Guan Yu, the city wall mottled, precipitates the traces of the years, witnessing countless historical moments.

The core group army of the West Asian Theater - the first leg of the Flying Bear Army, the real trump card of the West Asian Theater, is stationed in the South City Pass; the second leg of the Flying Bear Army is stationed in the North Tower.

The remaining three major legions are also stationed on the periphery of the two major customs.

In the morning, the wind is cold.

The coldness of the bones permeates the air, and the gas exhaled in the mouth immediately turns into a white mist and rises.

Nancheng Guanchengtou, a team of defenders in the city, braved the cold, standing still, tall and straight, like a statue of honor, loyally guarding the frontiers of the Empire, the thick black iron armor, has been covered with a layer of hoarfrost .

Only those firm eyes show that they are big living people.

At this time, there was a heavy footstep on the steps of the city. At the forefront of the team, there was a middle-aged general who was dressed in a uniform, and looked like a knife.

A pair of triangular eyes, especially God.

"Great coach!"

Along the way, all the people along the way will be saluted.

The coming is the commander of the Southwest Theater, the Imperial General, and the God of the King.

As early as noon yesterday, Wang Hao was under the guard of the guard and came to Nanchengguan. He came here this time and was appointed by the court to receive the retreat of the Persian Empire at the border.

Last night, Wang Hao was insomnia.

After a year, the grievances between him and Wo Kuantai finally came to an end.

Wang Xi’s feelings of compassion for his compassionate compassion.

Standing on the head of the city, looking at the rolling hills in front, and the winding mountain road in the mountains, Wang Hao eyes long, I do not know what to think.

The soldiers around saw him, all of them were holding their breath, and they dared not disturb the contemplation of the coach.

For the next hour, Wang Hao stood in the cold wind like this. He did not move. Like the defending guardians around him, he seemed to be turned into a statue to defend the frontier for the Empire.

Wang Hao has been thinking about when he can command the army, go out to the south city gate, cross the mountain in front of him, and enter the hinterland of the Persian Empire. On the battlefield, he will once again make a meritorious deed.

Outside the expedition, it is something Wang Hao has never done in history.

He really wants to do it, and will be the name of Huaxia, the power of Daxia, and the name of the field.

At nine o'clock in the morning, on the mountain road in front of the checkpoint, there was a sudden rumbling sound of horseshoes. In the valley, there were resounding around, and I couldn’t hear it.

"Great coach, they are coming!" The captain of the guards reminded me.

Wang Hao nodded and saw the vast army of the Persian Empire walking on the official road, dusty.

As the team marched, I saw the wide open platform, including Wo Kuantai himself, **** by the five flowers, strung by a long rope, walked in the middle of the team, one by one dejected, pale.

When I first fled to the Persian Empire, there were 200,000 people in the Wokutai.

Just one year passed, or died in battle, or starved to death on the road ~www.novelbuddy.com~ or other reasons, there are only less than 150,000 people in the Wokutai.

It can be seen that they did not stay well in the Persian Empire this year.

Many soldiers have long since regretted that if they know that it is such a result, it is better to surrender directly to the big summer, at least to reunite with their families.

It’s like this, it’s not outside the wandering area, it’s still bullied.

This time, I was repatriated. To be honest, most of the soldiers are not sad and rejoicing. They can once again set foot on their homeland in the rest of their lives. It is too precious to see their loved ones again.

Of course, there must be no one in the happy people.

Wo Kuotai is very clear, this time was sent back to the big summer, waiting for what will be his end, the best result, but also to the death to death.

Speaking of it, Wo Kuai also hates.

He really couldn't understand how the Persian Empire was so "stubborn", just relying on a piece of paper from the big summer, they sent them to the fart.

No hesitation at all.

As early as this, he should not return to the Persian Empire.

Where does Wokongtai know that the reason why the Persian king was willing to accept the return of the Wokutai Department was not to look at the Wokutai Department, but to successfully recover the city that was captured by the Mongol Empire.

As for the Wokutai Department?

The Persian people did not forget that, earlier, it was their Western expedition that caused a murder on the Persian border. How can the Persians forget this kind of **** sea enmity?

This is exactly the case. After the Huotaitai was taken down, there was no need for the Persian king to instruct. Naturally, some people came to rectify them, and they were becoming more and more unscrupulous.

First, the detained army, followed by the deduction of food and grass, and then separate "detention."

Later, when the Wokutai Department became a group of sick cats, it would directly rush into the military camp and blatantly retaliate.

Of the 50,000 dead, more than 70% are so dead. .