After the slap, Anbahai cursed Zhao Huan for 3625 times in the past two months: "Emperor Dog, I will hit Tokyo City sooner or later, and I will ask you to kneel in front of me and call me Dad!"

Then he felt his whole body clear and shouted loudly: "My sons, follow me to kill Song Gou!"

Originally, Anbahai led a vast army of 500,000 to head south, and his tribe's army was 200,000. He stumbled along the way, dying and scattering, and only 50,000 left.

Originally, these 50,000 would be defeated.

But by chance, they robbed more than a hundred villages in the middle of Suzhou and Xuanhua Prefecture, and found a lot of food.

After eating and drinking, Ibahai felt that he could not sit still like this and wait for death, so he had to take the initiative to attack.

The spies came to report that there was a Song army with a size of nearly 10,000 people in front of him, and had just destroyed a group of separated friendly troops, so Anbahai immediately took action.

He followed Yang Yi all the way north.

"Khan, I heard that there are many Song troops in this area! Should we be more careful?"

"Are you questioning our holy and invincible Khan?"

"I think you are just questioning! Da Khan's invincibility does not allow anyone to question!"

"Okay, stop talking. Go and kill Song Gou, and let's talk about it first!"

During this period, Anbahai was full of anger.

I can't conquer the city, and I don't believe in fighting on the ground, and I can't kill you!

After eating and drinking, Abahai was full of confidence.

After half a day, they found that they still could not catch up with the Song army in front.

Strangely, although I can't catch up, I'm just a little short of it every time.

This made My Baba's heart itchy.

He knew in his heart that it might be Song Jun doing it on purpose, but he always had a lucky mentality: he was about to catch up and beat these Song dogs to the teeth first!

It was not until the evening that he finally chased a group of Song troops, and there was a small-scale friction between the two sides, so the Song army fled in a panic again.

At night, both sides rested.

The situation continued until the afternoon of the next day.

"Mom, these Song Gou are all cowards. They beat and escaped five times!"

Anbahai complained seriously dissatisfied.

One hour later, the red sun slowly sank towards the ground line, illuminating the plains with a magnificent magnificent effect.

Ibahai finally realized something was wrong, so he quickly ordered to turn around and evacuate.

But in this matter, five Song troops are already advancing towards him.

In the sunset, those red-colored stairs reflect the dazzling glory, the star flag flutters with the wind, solemn and sacred.

On the other hand, the elite cavalry of the First Army of the Chishui Army were already rushing towards us.

The Second Army and the Fifth Army formed a net and surrounded it here.

Liu Qi took Qianliwang and said, "It seems that it is definitely in front of you. It's interesting. He is looking for you everywhere. If you don't send you back to Tokyo City, it will be difficult for me to report to His Majesty the Emperor!"

The smile on Anbahai's face disappeared. Seeing the neat Song army formation ahead, he was replaced by surprise and doubt.

"Kill out! Kill these Song Dogs!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Song army's shocking war drums rang out on the desolate plain.

The sound of trumpets from all directions seemed particularly inspiring in the quiet evening.

Seeing that there were flags on all sides evading the sky and their armor was dazzling, I was shocked.

About ten days later, Anbahai knelt in front of Zhao Huan and cried: "Dad! You are my dad! I surrender!"

Zhao Huan looked at the last leader on the grassland with a strange look. He seemed to see that the eyebrows and eyes of Anba's boy were wider than ordinary people, and said in his heart: This is indeed a fool!

Why did Yelu Dashi find such a fool to be a Khan on the grassland?

Yelu Dashi’s IQ shouldn’t have made such a stupid decision!

If Yelu Dashi knew about it, he would definitely slap this Anba Chi to death, and then said to Zhao Huan: Do you think I think! All the elite grasslands were cut down by you and Yue Fei, it would be nice to have someone on the side, what else do you want? You just rely on the talents of the Song Dynasty!

Zhao Huan originally wanted to pretend to be in front of Abaca, but now it seems that he is completely out of mood.

"Who is your father? Don't recognize your relatives!" Zhao Huan said lightly to Xie Dahai on the side, "Take it down and hang it up."

Ibahai didn't know what it meant to take him down and hung up. He thought Zhao Huan would not kill him for the time being.

As a result, he was sent to the prison in secret joy. With a knife, he blew up and blood squirted like a pillar, and his head was thrown into the box by Xie Dahai.

"Hang on the archway of Ambassador Street, let them see what the outcome will be against the Song Dynasty."

Wanyan Dan, who had just finished drinking and was about to talk about life with his little sister from Yihongyuan, Chengbei, happened to pass by Ambassador Street. Seeing some people watching, he was curious to see.

"I heard that the barbarians are very powerful in this grassland!"

"No matter how powerful it is, it's still our Majesty has been cut off!"

“…”

Wanyan Tan immediately sobered up. On the hot day at the end of July, there was a hint of coolness on his back.

Looking at it, it was indeed the guy who was a man who was still grinning and was open, as if he was laughing, but he seemed to be full of confusion.

He had seen this guy before, just a candid on the grassland.

Compared with Baibuhua and Hebule, it is far behind them.

I heard that the head of Anbahai, who has been dancing very hard in the northwest for a while, has been hung on the archway on Ambassador Street, and the envoys living in the embassy are all frightened.

Especially the envoys of Bilgro.

This guy was very unlucky. In the past, the Song Dynasty and Gaochang Kingdom were not considered evil. Bilege sent envoys to station in Tokyo as a respect for the Song Dynasty.

Since the war between Gaochang and the Song Dynasty, the envoy has been unable to sleep every night.

This time, Anba's head was hanging nearest to him, and he didn't fall asleep for two days and two nights.

Not only that, even the envoys of the Khartok Khanate and Dali were unable to sleep.

Ambassador Street was originally very prosperous, with many envoys from countries stationed here.

But as the Song Dynasty destroyed the country one by one, the envoys moved out one by one.

The day after Anbahai was arrested and was escorted to Tokyo, Wu Jie had already received a letter of transfer from the Privy Council, with the emperor's seal on it.

Wu Jie immediately dispatched troops to evacuate the southern line of Gaochang State and quickly returned to Qingtang City.

At the same time, the imperial edict to summon Shunyi Prince Long Ji to the capital also arrived.

Zhao Huan's move is very rough and simple. Didn't you, Long Ji, secretly mobilize troops to rebel?

Then now I will call you directly to the capital. If you don’t come, you will disobey the imperial edict and be arrested.

You're here?

My head was hung on the archway on Ambassador Street, waiting for Anbahai who was about to come here to report.

I just want to force you to take action first while you have not recruited enough troops yet!

There were constant wars in the northwest, but Zhao Huan, who was sitting in the Tokyo Palace, came to read books every day and accompanied Zhao Chun.

The rest of the matter was left to Shi Xun, Yu Yunwen and other ministers.

Finally, on this day, Zhao Huan received a secret report from Qilin Guard, with three words written on it: Li Wenzheng.
Chapter completed!