The bonfire crackled and burned. Desperate moths hovered around the flame before plunging into it and turning into ashes.
"Send another team to Chang 'an to ask for peace." Looking at the dancing flames, Moyukuk narrowed his eyes.
"How can we make peace? The Tang army is strong, and there is no Tubo to worry about. If it were me, I would beat them even harder. "
Que Teqin drank a big mouthful of wine and saw the situation.
"If we don't send people, how can we get the information? Our people in Chang 'an keep coming back to us. Chang' an is short of manpower. "Moyukuk explained the reason.
When the war started, the envoys of the Turks and Tubo still stayed in Chang 'an to provide information in the name of delivering letters of credence.
The Tang dynasty could stop them, but if they dared to go out, they would be killed by the border army.
Every time the Tang dynasty gave them the information, they could leave if they wanted to. It didn't matter.
Li Yi even sent people to send seven or eight pots of enamel and compressed biscuits, fearing that they would die on the way because of lack of food.
Moyukuk knew that the people coming back from Chang 'an were running out. It would take at least ten days for them to come back, and they also needed good horses.
Even so, he still wanted to listen to the news and imagine the situation during the period when the news was delayed.
Through analysis, he found that the Tang dynasty wanted to force their people to go further north. In winter, they would have to endure the colder climate.
The guns of the Tang dynasty were more than twice as effective as bows and arrows.
The guns and bows were about the same weight, and the bullets were much lighter than arrows.
During continuous attacks, the reloading speed was much slower than the speed of drawing a bow.
Using guns consumed less physical strength. It was said that children were not afraid of being injured and could also attack.
In large-scale battles, the guns of the Tang dynasty could casually arrange a group of people to be a fighting force.
Through contact, when they rescued their own scout team, they saw their own people's corpses. Not only were there bullet wounds, but there were also arrows.
This proved that the Heavenly Army and the Hengye Army knew the advantages and disadvantages of guns. When the distance was close, they would use bows.
It was not easy for their own people. They were far away, and the Tang soldiers were shooting. When they finally got close, the fighting style of both sides became the same again, and they could not gain the slightest advantage.
"Go north and freeze our clansmen and livestock to death. The other tribes will definitely surrender to the Tang dynasty. Diesitai and Achilan won't be able to return. "
Desire Valley tried to calm himself down and not think about the angry things.
When Moshi died, some Turks surrendered to the Tang dynasty and begged for their lives, hoping that they could return.
As a result, Bingzhou's chief historian, Wang Qi, submitted a petition to move inside. It was said that as soon as he finished writing the petition, Li Yi, who was next to Baishui, had already made arrangements.
As a result, a large group of people from the Tiele Nine Families were sent to Hua Province by him. Later on, those who went there were sent to Tong Province.
The imperial court was in charge of the other matters. They were not allowed to come into contact with the grasslands. All weapons were confiscated, and they were only given farming tools and seeds. There were horses for plowing the land, but there were no horses to ride in battle.
The day before yesterday, they had received news that they had sent five thousand people to attack the Xi Tribe. Other than those who had died, they had all been captured.
With the newspaper as proof, every time his men came back from Chang 'an, they would bring back the newspaper without the advertisements.
There were some life tips, simple tools made at home, compost, and silage.
"Can we farm in the north?"
Mo Ji asked his father-in-law. He looked at the newspaper and found that it taught about farming and breeding.
Now every word in the newspaper was marked with Pinyin. If you learned Pinyin, you could spell and read it by yourself. If you could speak the Tang dynasty's language, you could read it. It turned out to be like this.
"How can we farm in winter? Li Yi came back from overseas with a large number of high-yielding seeds. I don't know if we can get them. "
Desire Valley had been interested in farming and breeding for a long time, but they had never cultivated.
The informant always said how good the life of the people in the capital had become. Every family had meat to eat, especially eggs.
Grazing was done year after year. If there was no war, the population would increase, and there would be more livestock, but the growth would be slower than farming.
"Say that we are willing to surrender, but we must send Li Yi to receive us. At that time, we will gather thousands of warriors to kill him."
Secret Service Que came up with the idea. He was afraid and hated Li Yi. In his impression, Li Yi was a civil official, like a craftsman.
Thousands of people died in exchange for Li Yi's life. It was worth it!
Mo Ji looked at his father-in-law. What do you think of this plan?
"He won't come. No one can force him to come."
Desire Valley shook his head. Based on his analysis of Li Yi, he came to a series of conclusions.
Li Yi was very cautious. He didn't give others any chance and didn't care what others said about him.
His position in the Tang dynasty was special. Even if the Turks asked him to come in the name of surrender, he wouldn't come. Which minister would dare to blame him?
If he fought with them, he would just spend money. If they surrendered, he would agree. If they asked him to come personally, it would be a dream.
If he came personally, fewer Tang dynasty soldiers would die and less money would be spent. He would rather send better weapons to the soldiers and buy Baggage from all over the country.
"Wait, wait a few more days. Wait for the information from Chang 'an and Te Gewu."
Desire Valley said as he cut a piece of meat with a knife and dipped it in the crushed fermented bean curd and rotten meat.
The rotten meat was exchanged with the scouts of the Heavenly Army by pretending to be people of other tribes. From this, they could find out some information.
For example, many tribes were betraying them. If it weren't for the fact that they couldn't fight them, they would have been destroyed.
Fermented bean curd and tea leaves had the same effect. It helped digestion. If they couldn't buy tea leaves in a war, they could only exchange for fermented bean curd.
He had fermented bean curd to eat. Many Turks couldn't eat fermented bean curd. The tea leaves were boiled again and again and finally chewed to eat.
Passive migration. In addition to being tired, everyone was more mentally tired.
They obviously wanted to rest and recuperate. They didn't want to fight with the Tang dynasty, but the Tang dynasty didn't agree.
Some people fell down during the migration. The lambs couldn't bear the fatigue and also fell down.
What else could they do after dawn?
…
The sky was finally bright again. A group of people sent robots to call Li Yi to come over and eat.
"The weather isn't hot. The people have more work to do. What do they do in winter?"
Li Yi looked at the walnut date barley porridge in front of him. There was millet in it. There were too many walnuts yesterday.
Li Yi stared at the porridge in a daze. He didn't want to eat it. Before he woke up this morning, he had a dream and sweated all over. He felt very tired.
"Serve me some shredded radish and tofu soup. Who served the porridge in front of me?" Li Yi frowned.
"Li Lang, it was me. I didn't know you …" Princess Yongmu apologized carefully.
"It turned out to be Wen Tian. That's right. You probably didn't know that I wanted to drink the radish soup first and then finish my favorite porridge, so you didn't serve me the radish soup. It's okay."
Li Yi interrupted Princess Yongmu and moved the porridge to the side. He could drink it later. Eat less of the staple food.
The porridge should be eaten with steamed buns. The steamed buns were made of dough. When he woke up from the dream, his stomach felt uncomfortable.
Now it was soup. He ate four fried eggs and then drank the porridge. The soup should be less.
The porridge must be drunk. It was good for the stomach! He just needed to eat more salted vegetables.
"I also want to drink porridge." The little fellow sat on a high stool and didn't want to drink goat milk anymore.
"You can't eat the cake. It's soft, sweet, and fragrant." Li Yi pointed at the cake that had just been served by the palace maid.
"I'll eat the porridge in two hours." The little fellow finally compromised in front of the cake.
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