Moreover, after a long discussion, the Western Region Uighur tribes with Gaochang as their actual capital expressed their obedience to Yelu Dashi early on. However, Yelu Dashi was not so simple-minded as to accept a letter, and he still led his army south. After Yelu Dashi's troops moved south to Beiting (Beshbalik), the Western Region Uighur regime headed by the Uighur King Bilege, after a final ideological struggle, formally pledged loyalty to Yelu Dashi.
They offered a huge gift of 600 horses, 100 camels, and 3,000 sheep, and promised to provide the sons of Uighur nobles as hostages.
Therefore, Yelu Dashi completely subdued the Western Region Uighurs without bloodshed, and was about to lead his army to Gaochang to meet Bilege and accept his gifts and hostages.
This is great news.
But it was also bad news... because Yelu Dashi had told the Western Region Uighur tribes from the beginning that he was going to the Black Khanate further west to "borrow troops", so he was just borrowing a passage from the Western Region Uighurs and would soon head west.
In other words, if they arrived too late, Yelu Dashi might have continued his journey westward.
Hu Hongxiu, Yelu Yudu and others were already exhausted, and the hundred cavalrymen who followed them had been reduced to seventy or eighty people, and they were all exhausted. But at this time, they could not care about anything else. The two of them immediately exchanged horses in Hamilin Street, exchanging three tired horses for one good horse, and got thirty horses. Then they selected eight followers, each with three horses, and immediately went west to Gaochang again in the name of Yelu Dashi's subordinates.
I have to say that Bilege was very powerful. He did not play any tricks. Facing Yelu Dashi and his army, the Uighur king honestly opened the city gate, presented gifts, handed over his children, and at the same time took out his savings to entertain Yelu Dashi and his entourage, and even held a banquet for three days.
The entire Gaochang City was in a frenzy because they had avoided a war.
On the third day of the banquet, Yelu Dashi, who was happily drinking wine, suddenly heard a name that was enough to bring back the sad memories of his half-life.
And it is the authentic Khitan pronunciation.
"Yelü Yudu?" In the joyous atmosphere of the city, when everyone was excited about avoiding a war, Yelü Dashi, who was less than 40 years old this year, sat on the throne of the Uighur King. Hearing these words, he felt as if he were in another world. "He dared to come to see me? How many people did he bring with him?"
"Ten!" In front of Dashi, a Khitan general bowed his head. It was Xiao Worila, a right-hand man under Yelu Dashi.
"Ten?" Yelu Dashi, who was ruddy and dressed in brocade robes, smiled, then picked up the glass cup beside him, shook the wine in the cup, and then turned to the Uighur King Bilege beside him. "Ten is not bad! Ten warriors who share life and death fighting side by side, can laugh at the thousands of troops with different intentions... This guy can bring ten Khitan warriors here to find me, I am embarrassed to chop off his head."
Bilege smiled... He didn't understand a word... But that didn't stop him from smiling.
"There is also a Zhao Song military assistant minister!" Xiao Wulila waited for the Uighur king to finish laughing before adding calmly, "Ten people, one Yelu Yudu, one Zhao Song military assistant minister Hu Hongxiu, a Yutian guide, seven Zhao Song imperial cavalrymen from Xihe Road... It is said that there is also a handwritten letter from the Zhao Song government and a gift specially selected by the Zhao Song government."
Yelu Dashi was stunned when he heard the first additional description. He listened to it all in one breath and remained silent for a long time. Then he stood up suddenly, sat back down suddenly, raised his hand again, stopped halfway, and finally opened his mouth to speak, but remained silent for a while.
No matter how you look at it, he looks like he's drunk.
But after waiting and thinking for a long time, this biggest Khitan exile remnant still waved his hand heavily with a smell of alcohol: "Bring them in together!"
Without drinking a glass of wine for three days, Xiao Worila, who was arranging the city defense, immediately came out and brought ten people in a moment.
The Uighur King and his subordinates had already noticed the situation, but they observed the people's words and expressions and became solemn.
Besides, the ten people had come here with all their might and were already extremely exhausted. When they entered the hall, they looked really embarrassed and out of control compared with the nobles of the Uighur and Khitan tribes who had been feasting and reveling for three days.
As for the two leaders, Yelu Yu saw the situation and knew that the success or failure of today depended on whether they could form an alliance, but he said nothing, just stood in the hall gasping for breath, and then went to see Hu Hongxiu.
As for Hu Hongxiu, he relaxed his breath and bowed calmly: "Today is the New Year. Hu Hongxiu, the Minister of the Ministry of War of the Great Song Dynasty, asks Dashi Lin Ya on behalf of the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, what is the fun of celebrating the New Year in a foreign country?"
"Is it the New Year today?" Yelu Dashi was surprised to hear the question in his familiar Hebei dialect, but then he shook his head. "Is it the New Year or not? You are such a high-ranking envoy, don't you know that the Song and Liao have been at war for fourteen years since your family broke the alliance? How dare you come to the enemy territory of Gaochang?"
Hu Hongxiu remained silent for a while, and the atmosphere suddenly became cold.
After a moment, Xiao Wulila snorted coldly: "Why doesn't the Song envoy speak? After traveling thousands of miles, you have nothing to say?"
"It's not ten thousand miles. From Xining Prefecture to here, it's only more than two thousand miles, and it took less than two months." Hu Hongxiu responded earnestly. "And if we can go through the Hexi Prefectures, it will naturally be faster. Besides, it's not that I have nothing to say... I thought about it for a long time on the horse when I came here, and I also thought that after seeing Dashilin Ya, there would be such boring words waiting for me, so I also thought of many responses... For example, at this time, just say that Gaochang was originally a Chinese land, and I am a Chinese minister, so why can't I come? But just when I was about to say it, I felt that after all, I had traveled two thousand miles to get here. If I just said these nonsense, it would seem quite meaningless, and it would also be unfair to the emperor who is waiting in Tokyo."
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