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Chapter 2127

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"Madam Zhen is too modest. You should know that the Devil's Palace never fails. Moreover, other than the Devil's Palace, almost all of them have come out this time. Madam Zhen deserves the credit for temporarily shaking them off."

A tall man from the Western Regions sighed with emotion. This woman was called Zhen Sushan. Although she was young and beautiful, she was not married, but everyone called her Madam Zhen. In the beginning, he was very unconvinced that this delicate woman was actually pointing fingers at him from the side. He felt that this kind of woman should lie on the bed and serve men was her forte. In the end, after experiencing this dangerous situation and witnessing her ingenious calculations, he was truly convinced.

On the side, another lean man with a slightly red beard also chimed in.

Madam Zhen smiled slightly. "If General Yan and General Zhuo weren't good at stealth tracking, I wouldn't have been able to shake off the people from the Devil's Palace even if I had thousands of ideas."

The two men, one tall and the other thin, were called Yan Muliang and Zhuo Yuanyuan. They were generals in the army of Khoresm.

"Your Majesty, I really don't understand. We are doing well in India. Why do we have to come all the way to Xixia to participate in the betrothal contest? Isn't it obvious that the Mongolians will hunt us down?" The speaker was an old man in his fifties. He had a high nose and deep eyes. What left a deep impression on people was his silver hair that hung down to his shoulders. He looked extremely fierce.

There was a strange purple-red circle around the edge of his deep eyes. It made people think that his kung fu must be extremely evil. He was the number one expert in Khoresm. People called him the Purple-Eyed Devil Monarch, Huazha Ao. He was quite famous in the outer regions. He was considered the most likely candidate to challenge the position of Nian Liandan and the other two grandmasters.

The short but abnormally valiant man was the last prince of Khoresm, Zarandin. He replied in a deep voice, "If I hide in the Indian rainforest, no matter how powerful the Mongolian cavalry is, they can't reach me. But I can't forget the hatred between my country and my family. How many cities in Khoresm have been massacred by the Mongolians? How many wives and daughters have been robbed by the Mongolians? My father also died in the hands of the Mongolians. How can I drag out an ignoble existence?"

After catching his breath and calming himself down, he continued, "The Mughal Dynasty in India is lucky enough to take us in. It's impossible for them to send troops to help us fight against the Mongols. The Persian countries have been destroyed one by one, and even the terrifying Persian Ming Dynasty has been destroyed. Now, the remaining countries are struggling at death's door. There's no way they can help us fight against the Mongols. Only the eastern countries are strong enough to fight against the Mongols. "

"It's just that the East is vast and mysterious. We can't go there one by one. It just so happens that the higher-ups of the various countries will send representatives to participate in the marriage selection of Xixia. So, this is a rare opportunity. If we can unite the eastern countries, then there will be hope for the great cause of fighting against the Mongols." When Zarandin said this, his eyes glowed. It was obvious that this was something he had been pursuing.

Madam Zhen also nodded and said, "I agree with the King's approach. Instead of staying in India and waiting for death, it's better to take the risk and fight for a chance. I'm sure everyone wants to successfully restore their country and not die of old age in a hot and miasma place, right?"

"That's right. Instead of dragging out an ignoble existence, it's better to take the risk and fight for a chance!" The rest of the people were also moved. They all shouted excitedly. As for whether they really thought so in their hearts, it was hard to say.

As if he saw everyone's dismay, Zarandin said, "Don't worry. Now that the envoys of the various countries are rushing to Xixia, the Mongols will naturally have scruples. If we can meet the envoys of some eastern country on the way, the Mongols will most likely retreat. Even if we are unlucky and can't meet them, as long as we enter Xingqing Prefecture, we will naturally be safe."

As the host, Xixia would definitely ensure the safety of the people of the various countries. Moreover, there would be people from other countries. Among them, there would be many who were hostile to the Mongols. They would definitely not sit back and watch the Mongols mess around.

Gazing in the direction of Xingqing Prefecture, Zarandin's eyes were filled with determination.

At this time, on the main roads to Xingqing Prefecture, the envoys of various countries were rushing to the capital in an orderly manner.

On the road to the south, a middle-aged man dressed like a scholar was earnestly persuading a young master, "Crown Prince, this time, the Royal Highness has repeatedly exhorted us to keep a close eye on you. After arriving at Xixia, with your appearance and martial arts, it won't be difficult for you to gain the favor of the princess. This matter concerns the fate of our Dali. Crown Prince, you must not be careless."

The young master said, "I don't even know that Xixia princess. I don't even know if she is fat, thin, beautiful, or ugly. I don't want to marry her."

"Young Master, you can rest assured. We have already sent someone to inquire about her. Although the Princess of the Western Xia Country doesn't show her face often, she is beautiful, elegant, and unparalleled. She is a rare beauty," another man with a simple and honest appearance said with a smile.

"No matter how beautiful the princess is, what does it have to do with me? She is not Miss Wang." The young master sighed deeply, as if he was not interested in anything.

This group of people was naturally the Dali envoys, Duan Yu, and the four great generals.

Hearing Duan Yu say this, the four great generals looked at each other and saw the worry in each other's eyes. Zhu Danchen was the quick-witted one. He turned his eyes and said, "The Xixia marriage is a big event. Prince Murong is determined to restore the country. Naturally, he won't miss it. If he goes, Miss Wang …"

Duan Yu instantly became spirited. "Yes, Miss Wang will definitely accompany him!"

But his eyes immediately dimmed. "No, Prince Murong seems to have been involved in a case of rebellion a few days ago. He has disappeared during this time. How can he openly participate in the marriage? And even if he really goes to the marriage, Miss Wang must be heartbroken … "

Zhu Danchen said with a smile, "Miss Wang must be heartbroken. She must be at her weakest and most helpless. Young Master, shouldn't you go to the Xixia?"

"No, no, how could I, Duan Yu, do such a thing to take advantage of someone when they are down?" Duan Yu hurriedly waved his hand, "It's just that I don't want to see Miss Wang sad. So if Master Murong also participates, I must defeat him and cut off his thoughts, so that Master Murong can wholeheartedly treat Miss Wang."

Hearing his bold words, Zhu Danchen secretly shook his head. "This young master is too crazy. But this is also good. Finally, he can go to the Xixia with peace of mind."

At this time, in a desert in the west, the sound of camel bells was melodious. A beautiful figure on the camel was eye-catching. Especially the emerald feather on her temple, which added a bit of vitality to the barren desert.

"Brother, the people who will participate in the marriage contest in the Xixia must be outstanding talents from various countries. Our chances of winning are not very high. Compared with the marriage contest, I think it is more important to establish an alliance with the countries of the Central Plains," the young girl said while thinking.

The young man next to her was somewhat disapproving. "Why do you praise others' ambition and belittle your own? Can't I, your big brother, win the favor of the Xixia Princess?"

The young girl slightly frowned. When she was about to say something, the young man hurriedly said, "Forget it. Let's not talk about me. Instead, I am more curious about your fiancé. Is there really no problem between you two?"

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