New Story of Lv Bu

After half an hour, Lu Zheng finally polished his boots and rode into the city on a tall and strong steed. Of course, he didn't come to Peshawar for sightseeing. The city of Peshawar is the backbone of the Guishuang Empire. After Peshawar was captured, the Kandala Basin and the Potval Plateau in the southern part of the Guishuang Empire were safe to defend and could go all the way south. Lu Zheng knew this point better than anyone else.

Holding Peshawar tightly is equivalent to pinching the throat of the Guishuang Empire. The huge Guishuang Empire has become a mud-footed giant. For Lu Zheng and the Han army, the most important thing is to quickly conquer Punjab and Indra Prosto, two provinces known for their wealth. As long as these two provinces are surrendered to his knees, Fengbin and Khorasan will follow the wind.

In Wanhuhou Kangmanti's westbound notes, Punjab and Indra Prosto are the granary and pillars of the Kushan Empire. Although the Hindustan infantry was a little awkward in the war, their discipline and training were good. After removing the high-ranking generals with pig brains and letting them rush on the battlefield in blood, these infantry soldiers can still take on the big responsibility.

After quickly conquering the Guishuang Empire, he quickly stabilized the interior and united the various ethnic groups of Guishuang under his command. Then, he could covet the fertile land of the Hindustan continent or the barren plateau of the Parthian Empire. Thinking of this, Lu Zheng couldn't help feeling full of pride and enthusiasm. However, everything must start from conquering those two provinces without blood.

"Guardian of Peshawar City, did the old general Lahore catch it?" Lu Zheng turned his head and asked Apiz, who was accompanying him. "My honorable master, caught it! This old guy still wants to resist, but he was persuaded by his companions. Now that the war has been fought, everyone with a discerning eye can see that there is no need to bury Emperor Guishuang!" Api I replied politely.

"Oh! Just catch it. Send someone to inform him, and I will summon him soon! See if he can submit to me and surrender the two provinces of Punjab and Prosto for me." Lu Zheng looked up. Looking at the dark sky, he said thoughtfully. "No!" Apiz replied respectfully, and immediately called a Hongling ambassador. "You, go to the Governor's Mansion immediately and deliver the general's order."

From the east gate of Peshawar City to the Governor's Mansion, it is about three or four miles away. Along the way, Lu Zheng didn't speak any more, he carefully looked at the surroundings. On the streets along the way, large tracts of Guishuangjiang pawns squatted, with their hands behind their heads, they looked at Lu Zheng's group in fear. The fighting went too short, and the buildings in the city did not suffer major damage, but dozens of houses were slapped with stones. The doors of every house were closed tightly, and behind the cracks in the door, on the courtyard wall, someone was peeping.

"No peeping!" "Go back!" Seeing someone daring to spy on the god-like general in secret, Apiz was the first to rush over. "All come back, give them the courage, and dare not hurt me secretly. Don't forget, they are all small businessmen!" Lu Zheng waved his hand and said calmly. "No!" Apiz always executed the general's orders immediately.

For a city that admires wealth and peace, it is not a big deal to change who is the governor. As long as the new governor’s tax revenue is a little bit less, the case is fairer, and if people are not greedy, they are willing to live as before under the new governor’s rule. After all, Peshawar City has been conquered many times. Throughout the ages, the residents of Peshawar City have come here in this way.

The Governor's Mansion has finally arrived. This is a large courtyard with Central Asian colors. With square pillars, large windows, and the domes and pools that can be seen everywhere, it looks quite exotic. Sang Jie, Lu Zheng's official order and the old housekeeper, had already been waiting at the door. Seeing Lu Zheng rushing in, he bowed respectfully and saluted. "My master, old Sanjay is looking forward to your visit! Lahore is in the hall, and I asked him to clean up and wash him. At this moment, he is tasting wine."

Seeing Lu Zheng grow up day by day, and finally become the Han family general who has made great efforts to cover up and defend Huo Huo, the old Sanjie is very happy in his heart. "Father, when you are old, you don't care about these trivial things. It's time to take care of your life!" Lu Zheng said softly, rare. "Why? Does the master think I am old? When you have a son, I can still take care of him until he is eighteen!" Old Sanjie glared with a beard.

Ugh! Father Sanjay, you think far enough! You think of my son! However, shouldn't he have a son too? The eldest sister Lingqi has a son, the chubby Zhang Hu. The eldest brother Lu An has no son yet, so I should be able to walk in front of him. "Okay! Father, I'm all dependent on you! Isn't it possible to rely on you? By the way, send Hongling emergency messenger to report victory to my father! Guishuang Empire, I have been stepped under my feet! Don't forget to bring more gifts , Don't pull it down!" Lu Zheng said with a big smile.

"Hahahahaha! Master, that's right! Don't worry, I will arrange it myself!" Father Sanjay's anger finally eased. ,

Lu Zheng strode into the main hall, and he saw the veteran Lahore sitting above the Hu bed. Lahore sat on the main seat with a solemn face, as if he was a host, receiving uninvited guests from afar in his own home. The guard at the corner of Lu Zheng's mouth showed a meaningful smile, and he understood Lahore's mind very well. This gesture was only his last fight.

"Legend: Appoint Song Qian as the governor of Punjab province, with Peshawar as the governor. Hao Meng is appointed as the governor of Daxia's homeland and stationed in Jielan City. Cao Xing is appointed as the governor of Huarazim and Sogdian. , In Malakanda. Appoint Gao Han as the governor of Fengbin and Gandhara, and stationed in Fulousha. Tomorrow, all governors will leave Peshawar City and take their posts immediately to quickly suppress a stable place."

After sealing up a lot of governors, Lu Zheng picked up a bowl of warm horse milk that Father Sanjay handed over, drank it, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and continued to speak slowly. "Sangjie, send envoys to Anxi and Amcay, as well as the Western countries, to express the meaning of the big man. One: Those who dare to offend a strong man will be punishable even if they are far away. Second: communicate with each other and give all conveniences to the big man. Make good friends and share the great benefits of the Silk Road. Send an eagle letter to Qiuci, send an envoy, and let the caravan prepare to set off to Daqin!"

Lahore sat on the main seat, listening to every word of Lu Zheng without missing a word, couldn't help but thumb up in his heart. This young Han general immediately grasped the point and used the Silk Road, a hen that would only lay golden eggs, to seduce Western countries. On the premise of safeguarding the interests of his own people, he vaguely threatened. Let’s take a look at the emperors and kings of Western Thailand.

Yes, he has such qualifications. A general who captured the strongest city in Central Asia within three days is absolutely qualified!

"The number of casualties in this battle and what are the results?" After dealing with several important tasks, Lu Zheng raised his head and asked about the battle damage. Counting casualties and checking the results are Chang Shi's duty, so Jia Ji found out a piece of paper. "The results of the battle are still being counted. The preliminary figures are as follows: 3,800 were killed in battle, 12,000 were captured, and more than 3,000 escaped. Our army killed 587 people and seriously injured 107. Injured one thousand three hundred." Jia Ji said, Lahore was shocked immediately.

The city of Peshawar was captured two hours, but the battle damage was so small that even Alexander the Great could never do it.

Lu Zheng had already seen Lahore's expression in his eyes. He turned his head and looked at Lahore. "Old General Lahore, I have fulfilled my promise and captured Peshawar in three days. The two remaining provinces of the Guishuang Empire, Punjab and Indra Prosto, have opened their doors to me. If I want, within a month, I will conquer Wuzhayanna."

"Now, the old general of Lahore, I, Lu Zheng, General Tianxiong of Dahan, give you two choices: First, I will release you and let you return to your hometown, Wujayanna, and continue to organize resistance. My horse's hoof reaches. Anything that does not surrender will be razed to the ground, and there will be no more living creatures in the city! Second, you surrender to me, and I will appoint you to be the governor of Indra Prosto."

Lu Zheng was sitting there with a golden sword, with a smile on his face, but the words he uttered were like three or nine days of cold wind, making people cool from the chest to the back. "General of the Han family, are you not afraid that I will come back and rebel? Are you not afraid that I will organize a large army in Indra Prosto and defeat you and run away?" Lahore sat down There is also a smile on the face there.

"Old General Lahore, if I can defeat you once, I can defeat you a hundred times! I, Lu Zheng, firmly believes in this! I think you have heard of the loss of today's battle, and my subordinates are more than victorious in a hundred battles. Master, defeating your Hindustan infantry is easy! Step back and say, even if you are willing, your people may not be willing. The Guishuang Empire is over, no one will lose sight of the reality and be buried for Vesudeva I. As long as he is buried. The news that I had captured Peshawar reached Kucha, and Guishuang's army would immediately collapse."

Speaking of this, Lu Zheng changed his tempting tone. "I promise you that we can share the great benefits of the Silk Road. Not only the people of Hindustani, but all ethnic groups in Guishuang can share a piece of it. If Rest and Daqin have objections, I will lead you all the way to the west. Keep hitting the end of the world! The premise is that you obey me and follow me!"

It must be said that Lu Zheng's remarks are quite tempting, and they are completely achievable. Perhaps, he did not realize that at this moment, he had already laid the foundation for the rule of the Han Empire in Guishuang’s homeland and even the entire Central Asia. That is to share the great benefits of the Silk Road, unite with all those who can be united, and fight against any country or nation that does not allow everyone to make a fortune.

"Then, we are done! My respected master!" Lahore stepped down from the main seat and finally lowered his high head.