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Chapter 1109

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"Surrender, surrender quickly."

One day, at dawn. More than 700 people including Bilala were shouting outside their tribe. Behind them were Zhang Xiaosong's men.

The people of Bilala tribe were packing up and were about to run.

They had received news that Zasykuzé had fallen ill and that 7,000 people from two tribes had died after charging into the Tang army.

Since Fu Qian still hadn't come back, he tidied up his things first and fed the animals.

Seeing Fu Qian being captured, the people of the tribe were at a loss.

"Surrender. The Tang army said that we won't kill or capture those who surrender. When the Tang dynasty occupies the Yellow River basin, we are willing to submit to the Tang dynasty and arrange things for them. If we don't want to, we can leave."

Bilala continued to shout and persuade the tribesmen to surrender. He was the commander, so he had the final say. However, he was now a captive.

Zhang Xiaosong was not prepared to kill or rob. If he did, many people in the tribe would die in winter.

It was better to kill him. Otherwise, with the deep hatred between the two sides, how could he be at ease outside?

The Bilala tribesmen looked at the formation of the Military forces of the Tang dynasty. They were all cavalry. One person had so many horses. Then they looked at themselves. Forget it.

They chose to surrender, hand over their weapons, drive their livestock and tents, and leave with Zhang Xiaosong's team.

Zhang Xiaosong did not know what to do. He was responsible for harassing from behind and finding a breakthrough to help the Tang dynasty win the war.

In the end, after a lot of time was wasted, a doctor took the credit.

He believed that the other Tubo tribes would also run. Without their commander, there was a gap. If they did not run, would they fight with the Tang army?

On the other side, Guo Zhiyun and the others were crossing the river. The three tribes on the other side of the river all ran away. The catapults were thrown down. The other two tribes that sent out troops killed their leaders.

The leaders even let people rush over to snatch the medicine. They did not give people a way out.

Most of the people who rushed over were slave soldiers. The ones who stayed were those who had some status in the tribe.

After killing the leaders, the most prestigious ones inherited the leaders' women and things and ran away.

Their advantage was that they had fewer people and more livestock. The dead people did not waste resources.

Some of the things that were not easy to carry were left behind and the livestock ran away. They did not even think about the consequences of being caught by the Tang army.

"Don't chase after them. Move forward steadily. Go to Sister Lake and see which place is suitable for building a castle. Then, transport the cement from the back."

Guo Zhiyun had the same idea as Zhang Xiaosong. They wanted to occupy the land and drive the Tubo tribes away.

Build the castle before it snowed and hide in the castle when winter came.

As for whether those tribes would turn around and attack them, it was impossible this year. They didn't have enough food and needed to eat sheep.

Next year, even more weapons would be sent over. If they wanted to fight, they would fight.

As the news spread, Tubo's tribes all chose to run away.

While running, they were also afraid that the army of the Tang dynasty would chase after them.

They ran all the way until the sky turned dark. The scouts did not find any Tang soldiers in the surroundings. Only then did they feel relieved. They rested temporarily and prepared to continue running again in the morning.

They were going to leave the Yellow River and go further west. Then, they would see what the Tang dynasty would do.

In any case, they would not be with the other Tubo tribes behind them. They would be bullied, and they would be considered a defeated army.

Theoretically, they should die in battle, not retreat.

They did not want to die. Why should they fight when there was no chance of victory?

"Disperse. Let's form a team of 1,000 people. Look for a large number of Tubo people who might be hiding according to the positions on the map. Also, find out what animals there are in that area."

Guo Zhiyun discussed with others according to the map. Now, they had to quickly distribute the nearly 140,000 people to good places.

Fewer people were placed in dangerous places. More people were placed in places that were not easy to defend.

After checking, they divided the troops into a line in front of them again.

The soldier who reported the good news had run away yesterday. Not only did he report the good news, but he also told the people in Chang 'an to hurry up and send things over. They had occupied the place.

Yes, they had occupied it. It was so magical. They couldn't believe it.

"What do you think?" Wang Junkui looked at Guan Lin and his family, who were staying in the tent.

Guan Lin's family did not know what to say. She told them that they had made the first contribution because of the medicine that Zasykuzé drank.

"We will continue to follow everyone and help those who are sick." Guan Lin looked at his parents, wife, and children and chose to stay first.

How could they go back now? Everyone was busy. How could they ask someone to send them back?

Without anyone to send them back, it would be difficult for the family to hurry back.

If the place was still occupied by the Tubo tribe, they would be able to walk back no matter how difficult it was. Now that they had horses, they did not want to walk. What if they met a pack of wolves on the way?

"I'm asking for your battle plan." Wang Junkui emphasized. He had no intention of sending Guan Lin and his family back.

"Fly hot air balloons every day and send scouts to patrol outside the defense line. It would be best to build a beacon tower. If the Tibetan Army comes, light cigarettes."

Guan Lin really gave them an idea according to his own ideas.

Wang Junkui nodded. They had thought of it long ago.

"Also." Guan Lin continued to talk about his considerations. "Take back the highland barley and exchange it with the Tubo tribe who are hiding outside the defense line."

"Exchange what?" Zhang Zhongliang asked.

"Exchange it with butter. They can't always drink milk. They need to eat food. We need butter. Butter can resist the cold and give them strength," Guan Lin answered.

"Good. We didn't think of that. You've made another contribution. "Zhang Zhongliang found that they could indeed exchange it.

Exchange was a kind of communication. Both sides would stop fighting.

If they could exchange it today, they could exchange it for other things tomorrow.

For example, iron pots, kitchen knives, medicine. The other side would pay with wool, sheepskin, mutton, yak hair and yak skin.

Once the exchange started, the possibility of continuing fighting was low.

It was not too late to chase after them now. Otherwise, they would give them a chance to live.

Otherwise, when there were people who did not have enough to eat in winter, they would still want to rob them. If they did, they would die. If they did not, they would also die.

"Go, send a team to chase after them. When you catch up, tell them that they are allowed to live outside the defense line. They can exchange it for food. Let's discuss the price."

Qin Li ordered the Winged Knights to chase after them.

The Winged Knights were in a team of 300 people. They carried food and fodder and chased after them. There were people in Tubo who could understand the Tang dynasty language.

The Winged Knights caught up with the Tubo tribes at dawn. They couldn't move fast because they were herding livestock.

When they saw the Winged Knights, they were terrified. They didn't think that there would only be a few people chasing after them. There must be a large force.

The elders in the tribe picked up their weapons. The children were sent to the center. The women also took down their bows. The cavalry circled in a small area, ready to charge at any time.

Their eyes were filled with sadness. Even if their tribe was going to be exterminated, they had to think of a way to kill a few enemies.

"The Tang dynasty has occupied the area around the Yellow River. You can't come in if we don't let you.

We'll draw a defense line and allow you to live outside.

We know that you don't have enough food. We'll take the barley and exchange it with you. As long as you have it, we'll exchange it with you.

Later, we'll give you a book with your writing on it. You can look for it. If you find the herbs, you can exchange it with a high price. "

The Featherwood Winged Cavalry shouted and repeated it over and over again.

Some people in the tribe understood and were happy. So they didn't fight? They could exchange things?

Was the Tang dynasty so easy to negotiate with? In the past, they only killed and then robbed.

They quickly translated the content and told the tribe. The whole tribe was dumbfounded.

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