The sudden situation made everyone a little panicked, and Cheng Yaojin was even more nervous. He stared at Mu Tongling, carried an axe and turned over to the horse, preparing to fight to the death with the enemy.

Yang Yuanqing has been dealing with the Turks for many years and knows their movements well. This is a group of five hundred people sentinels, which means that the Turkish tent is within a hundred miles, and they are attracted by the bonfires they lit.

"Zhang Sheng, take two brothers to take a look!"

Zhang Sheng was the leader of ten personal soldiers. He followed Yang Yuanqing for many years. Two years ago, he also went to the Turkic tent with Yang Yuanqing. He is currently the brigade commander and speaks skillful Turkic words. He agreed and brought two personal soldiers and galloped away.

Zhang Sheng and the other two quickly stopped the Turkic patrol. They did not clash. They could vaguely see Zhang Sheng saying something to a Turkic officer and pointing to this side. After a moment, more than a dozen Turkic cavalry followed Zhang Sheng and the other two to speed up.

The head Turkic officer was a commander of thousands of men. He was very young, only sixteen or seventeen years old. He was full of excitement and rushed a hundred steps away and began to shout: "General Yang, do you still remember me?"

He was getting closer and closer, and Yang Yuanqing also felt that he looked very familiar. He didn't look like a Turk, but rather a white man in the Khigas. Yang Yuanqing thought carefully and suddenly remembered that they had compared arrows at Yang Lihua's birthday party two years ago. He was the young archer named Alatu. Yang Yuanqing also had a small cold jade bow he gave to him in his arms.

When he saw the old man, Yang Yuanqing was extremely happy. He urged the horse to meet him. The two turned over and got off the horse and hugged each other intimately. Just as Yang Yuanqing said to Qin Qiong, the people of the grassland valued strength. Yang Yuanqing conquered the young man Alatu with his magical arrow.

"Yanglatu, you have become a leader of a thousand men. Congratulations!"

Yang Yuanqing still remembers that this young man was just an arrow slave who was offered to the Turkic Khan by the Khan of Khan of Khan in the past. He was a slave. It was indeed not easy for him to become the chief of the tenth husband after not seeing him for two years.

Alatu said gratefully: "I have to thank you for speaking of it. Last spring, Khan held a treasure offering meeting. Those who were selected can be promoted to the commander of the thousand men. I gave you the gold bowl to the Khan. I was selected by Khan, so I got rid of my slavery and became the commander of the thousand men. I also married the daughter of the Uighur chief."

Alatu apologized again: "Regularly, I shouldn't transfer the things you gave me to others, but please forgive me. My identity is an arrow slave, everything I have belongs to the master, I will not be able to protect that golden bowl sooner or later."

Yang Yuanqing shook his head and smiled, "Of course I won't blame you, it can help you escape from slavery. That's its greatest function."

At this time, everyone urged to step forward. Yang Yuanqing pointed at the group and smiled at Alatu and said, "These are my friends and my subordinates. We are here to meet Qimin Khan on the order of the Emperor of the Sui Dynasty. Where are you Khans?"

Alatu raised his respect and bowed deeply to everyone. Then he said to Yang Yuanqing: "The Khan tent is seventy miles away. I will take you there."

He turned his horse's head and ran north. Yang Yuanqing greeted everyone, "Let's go!"

Everyone followed the Turkic sentry and accelerated their horses and galloped northward.

The two galloped side by side, and Alatu's voice was interrupted in the wind, "General Yang, your reputation is known to everyone in the Turks... Even the Great Chief of the Xiagas in my hometown gave you a thumbs up when you mention your name, praising you as... The Star Iron Wall of Dali City, General Yang... No one in the grassland is not afraid of you."

Yang Yuanqing raised his head and laughed, "I don't want you to be afraid of me, you Khan said, I am the most honorable guest on the grassland."

"It is precisely because I am afraid of you that I respect you!" Alatu said loudly.

They ran for nearly fifty miles, and at this time, a low horn sound suddenly came from a distance, echoing on the grassland.

‘Woo--,

Tens of thousands of Turkic cavalry appeared and a golden wolf-headed banner flew in the air several miles away.

"General Yang, I'm sorry! I used the flying eagle to convey the news of the arrival of the Sui envoy, and we, Khan, came to greet us in person."

When Yang Yuanqing saw the other party wearing a helmet and armor, holding a spear and a sword in his hand, he seemed to be preparing for a big battle. He was giving himself a warning!

He sneered, turned around and ordered his subordinates to stop, and he ran towards the Turkic army alone.

Rangan looked at Yang Yuanqing who was single with complicated eyes. He wanted to kill this person deep down. Yang Yuanqing's reputation in the grassland was too great, which made the people in the grassland fear and made him really unhappy.

But Yang Yuanqing was the Sui envoy again, representing the Great Sui Dynasty. He did not dare to make any small moves and did not dare to anger the Great Sui Tianwei. Rangan remembered the scene two years ago. It turned out that it was correct that he did not kill Yang Yuanqing at that time. Yang Yuanqing defeated Xue Yantuo's tribe in one fell swoop, causing the situation in the entire grassland to change drastically. Xue Yantuo's tribe to surrender to him, extending his power to the west to the north of Jinshan.

It is precisely this contradictory mentality that wants to kill but dare not kill, wants to establish authority but dare not offend Rangan subconsciously sent tens of thousands of cavalry to welcome Yang Yuanqing, hoping to give Yang Yuanqing a certain amount of pressure psychologically.

But when Rangan saw that Yang Yuanqing was actually coming forward alone and facing the pressure of tens of thousands of cavalry without fear, he suddenly realized that his actions were not only ineffective, but also showed his timidity.

Rangan secretly regretted it in his heart. Yang Yuanqing had already stepped forward and ran towards him with a smile. He immediately urged him to come forward and laughed, "General Yang, my tea jar has already reached the bottom. When will you replenish me?"

"I have prepared enough tea in the city of Italy, and I am waiting for the Khan to exchange cattle and sheep!"

The two laughed and hugged each other tightly. Tens of thousands of Turkic soldiers suddenly cheered like thunder and rumbling drums, and the atmosphere became warm from solemnity.

Tens of thousands of Turkic cavalry separated and expressed their respect to General Yang of the Great Sui Dynasty who came from afar with cheers and deep salutes.

"General Yang, all of me want to see the general's style. When the battle of Dali City, the general was trembling on the grassland. Even the Turks wanted to go to Dali City to see the general's style."

Rangan laughed loudly, but there was a hint of threat in his laughter. He was telling Yang Yuanqing that he only defeated Xue Yantuo, not Turks, and don’t take yourself too high.

Yang Yuanqing smiled slightly and said, "The Great Sui Dynasty has always been kind and hospitality. If a friend came to Dali City, we would treat it with fine wine and tea. But if the enemy invaded us, we could only fight back without hesitation and build another warning tomb with the corpse of the invading enemy."

Rangan's face changed slightly. He knew that there was a huge hill with a radius of three acres and ten feet high on the Yellow River north of Dali City. Below the hill was buried with the corpses of 80,000 Xueyantuo soldiers. A monument was erected with huge stones outside. The above was engraved with the "Tunge of the Invaders and a line of characters in Turkic and Chinese.

Yang Yuanqing was undoubtedly referring to this. He used his toughness to fight Rangan's threat. Rangan was furious, but he had to hold back the anger in his heart and laughed dryly: "Of course we are friends, and going to Dali City is a guest, just like General Yang came to the grassland as a guest."

"Yes! Khan is of course our friend, but Western Turks are not, we have a common enemy."

A huge dome tent was set up on the open space in front of the king's tent, and a banquet was set up inside. Hundreds of Turkic men killed cattle and sheep, and set up fire to barbecue. Teams of Turkic girls brought golden plates filled with fruits into the big tent. In the big tent, a group of Turkic girls were dancing gracefully. The Turkic musicians were blowing on the fire and were unthinking, and the desolate singing echoed on the grassland.

The dome tent that can accommodate hundreds of people was extremely lively. This time, the tent gave Yang Yuanqing enough face. More than 20 subordinates allowed him to enter the main tent and sit in the main tent. More than 100 Turkic nobles attended the guests. Everyone cheered and exchanged cups and enjoyed the grand banquet of the Turkic master.

"General Yang, what kind of instructions did he bring to the Turks this time? "

Unless it is a formal enthronement or a state mission, it requires grand etiquette. Generally, ordinary missions, the Khan of Qimin likes to talk about things at banquets. This is also the habit of the Turks. It will be more harmonious to talk about things at banquets, and it is easy for both sides to reach a consensus.

Yang Yuanqing also had a deep understanding of this rule. He put down the wine bowl, took out the Qilin golden arrow from his arms, handed it to Rangan, and looked at him and said, "Does Khan still remember this?"

In the tent, Rangan waved his hand in a moment, causing the dancer to retreat. Everyone's eyes fell on the golden arrow in Rangan's hand. Rangan gently stroked the golden arrow, and he pondered for a long time. This was the token he handed to the Sui Emperor in the 17th year of Kaihuang. He still remembered his promise that with this golden arrow, the Sui Emperor could mobilize all the soldiers of his tribe.

At that time, he was just a small tribe chief with less than 10,000 cavalry under his command, so he dared to make such a promise. But who would have thought that after ten years, he had nearly one million string control soldiers, but the Emperor of Sui took out this Kirin golden arrow. Could it be that he would hand over all the millions of Turkic warriors to the Emperor of the Sui Dynasty to drive them?

This cannot be done no matter what, but the primary question now is whether he should admit that promise and whether he should admit this golden arrow.

After pondering for a long time, Rangan slowly said: "I promised to the late emperor that if the Sui Dynasty needed it, my tribe would do my best to send troops to help. General Yang, I hope you can understand that I was referring to the Qimin Ministry at that time."

The troops that Rangan can control include hundreds of tribes of all sizes in the Eastern Turks, as well as the Tiel tribes. The Qimin tribe is just one of them. The Qimin tribe is Rangan's own tribe. Although it is the most powerful, if it is refined to the core tribe controlled by Rangan himself, it will only be able to send up 100,000 troops at most.

Rangan dared not deny his promise back then. The grassland man made a promise of a fortune. If he breached his promise, it would greatly affect his prestige on the grassland. He could only try to narrow the scope of his promise.

Yang Yuanqing smiled faintly, "Don't Khan want to ask what's going on first?"

Rangan patted her forehead and laughed: "I drank too much wine and lost my judgment on common sense. General Yang, please say, what is the matter of the Saint Khan, needs the help of the Turks."

"Recently, the Khitans have been disrespectful to the Great Sui Dynasty. My Emperor believes that the Turks are not strict in their control, so they should have a responsibility. Therefore, His Majesty the Emperor sent me to the Turks, hoping that the Turks can assume their own responsibilities."

Yang Yuanqing said very heavily, and the tent was silent. At this time, Ye Huduji stood up and said, "Although the Turks were the common rulers of the grassland, the Khitan did not surrender to the Turks. It surrendered to the Great Sui Dynasty. It was a slave of the Great Sui Dynasty. The slave rebelled and the master could beat him. Why did he let his neighbors come forward? This seems a bit unreasonable."

Duji has been crowned as Ye Hu by the Sui Dynasty, the legal heir of the Turkic Khan. As he grew older, he no longer had a hot temper like he used to be. He also began to have a brain, mature, and spoke with reasonable and well-founded words. However, his tough attitude towards the Sui Dynasty has not changed. He has always advocated that the Turks and the Sui Dynasty are equal countries, and that the Turks do not need to be subordinate to the Sui Dynasty.

Yang Yuanqing also raised his voice and said with a smile: "This is a matter that benefits both the Sui Dynasty and the Turks. Why did Prince Ye Hu care so much about it?"

Rangan waved his hand and asked his son to sit down. He knew in his heart that if Yang Yuanqing took out the golden arrow, he had to send troops. This had nothing to do with whose slave his son said. Now the Turks were just a knife and a stick in the hands of the Sui Dynasty, not a relationship between the master and the neighbor. He had to have an understanding of this, but Yang Yuanqing's words of both sides interested him.

"General Yang, please tell me, how should the Turks fulfill their promises, and what reward will the Saint Khan give us?"

"It's very simple. The Turks sent troops, and I will command them to eliminate the Khitan tribes. The Khitan children will be transferred to the Turks, and the cattle and sheep families will be divided equally."

"How many soldiers do I need to send?" Rangan asked step by step.

Yang Yuanqing compared two fingers, "Twenty thousand cavalry!"

Rangan pondered for a long time, and finally nodded, "Okay, let's just say it!"

The grand welcome banquet of the Turks took three days, but it was not always sitting in the tent to drink. It needed to rest at night. People could leave halfway through the day and then go back to the tent to drink.

In the afternoon, Yang Yuanqing left the banquet and came to Princess Yicheng's camp. She hadn't seen each other for two years. Princess Yicheng's arrival made Princess Yicheng extremely happy. This lonely woman in a foreign land was particularly kind to everyone from her hometown, especially Yang Yuanqing had a deeper friendship with her.

"General Yang can drink a few drinks in a shallow manner. Why should he drink with those rude people for three days and three nights?"

The strong smell of alcohol emanated from Yang Yuanqing made Princess Yicheng complain to him, "You have filled my camp with the smell of alcohol."

Yang Yuanqing apologized: "Weichen only wants to visit the princess, but he doesn't want to be rude to the princess."

"I am certainly happy if you can come to visit me, but in my big tent, you have to do things according to my rules."

Princess Yicheng took out a white brocade robe and handed it to him, "This is for me to sew it for the emperor when I was bored. Since you are here, you can change it. Let's agree first. You won't be allowed to wear it to drink later. You can only wear it in my tent."

Yang Yuanqing knew that Princess Yicheng had a vicious habit, so she had to smile helplessly and took the brocade robe. Princess Yicheng saw that he was obedient and did not regard herself as a minister. She was happy in her heart and couldn't help but smile and said to Yuchi Wan on the folded edge: "Yuchi, take General Yang to change clothes, come to see me again, I want to personally sautify him."

Yuchi Wan has never dared to get along with Yang Yuanqing alone. She felt that she had no face to face him. She decided to leave Yang Yuanqing and follow Princess Yicheng. She had never told Yang Yuanqing about this matter and made a decision without authorization. If it is a bit serious, she is a deserter. Moreover, there are regulations in the Sui army that women are not allowed to join the army. She has committed a crime by pretending to be a man.

More importantly, she felt that she had an undeserved relationship with Yang Yuanqing, and she didn't dare to face it. All kinds of uneasy emotions made her escape from Yang Yuanqing for years, including that she almost agreed to Fat Yu's proposal two years ago, which was all her escape mentality.

And today, she finally had to face him. Yuchi Wan lowered her head and took her clothes to enter a separate account with Yang Yuanqing. Yang Yuanqing did not talk to her, but entered the account, and opened her arms to her, asking her to help her change her clothes.

Yuchi Wan bit her lip and slowly unbuttoned the strap on her military uniform for him. Yang Yuanqing said lightly: "I thought you would marry Fat Fish."

"I actually don't like him."

"Then you are twenty-one years old this year, what should you do?"

Yuchi Wan falsely claimed that she was two years old when she joined the army. She was twenty-three years old this year, but Yang Yuanqing knew that she was actually twenty-one this year, but no matter what, it was already very serious that she did not get married at the age of twenty-one in the Sui Dynasty.

Yuchi Wan took off his military uniform and whispered: "I don't know either!"

Yang Yuanqing was always angry with her and left without saying goodbye. He began to think that Yuchi Wan was climbing up to Princess Yicheng, but later he understood that Yuchi was escaping. Perhaps she wanted to restore her identity as a woman, and Yang Yuanqing's dissatisfaction with her disappeared seven or eight.

"You escape from engagement, escape from Dali City, and escape from brothers. You cannot escape all your life. Come back! I will keep your military status for you. When you come back, I will report to the Lord and let you be the first female general of the Great Sui Dynasty."

Yuchi Wan put on the outer robe for Yang Yuanqing, but she shook her head, "General, the princess and I are the master servants, but in fact, I am like sisters. If the princess is really a Turkic queen, it would be fine if she is one person or ten thousand people. It doesn't matter if I leave her, but the princess is really pitiful. She can be the most pitiful woman in the Sui Dynasty."

"Did Rangan bully her?"

"Rangan is at least her nominal husband. There is nothing to say about being bullied by Rangan. But a month ago, Duji rushed into the princess's tent and wanted to rape her. I heard the princess's crying and rushed in before slashing him with a knife. The princess went to Khan to cry, but Khan said that after he died, Duji was the princess' husband, saying that this was normal and that bastard would not be punished at all. The princess and I hugged my head and cried all night."

Speaking of this, Yuchi Wan knelt down in front of Yang Yuanqing and said with tears in her eyes: "General, please save the princess!"

Yang Yuanqing also knew that most of the princesses in marriage had a miserable fate in history, especially when marrying a Hu people in the grassland, they not only had to marry their father but also their son. In history, Princess Yicheng was forced to marry Duji after Rangan's death. Later, she married Duji's two younger brothers in succession, and was finally killed by Li Jing, ending her tragic life.

Yang Yuanqing sighed in his heart. He also wanted to help Princess Yicheng, but he didn't have this ability now.

"Yuchi, please tell the princess that when it really comes, I will definitely help her and send her back to her hometown in Zhongyuan."

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