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Chapter 1986

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It was the first time for the people of the seven tribes to taste salted vegetables in shrimp oil. Li Endong and others did not eat them before.

Only when Dongzhu gave the order did they take it out.

Mo Agan's bowl had a mess of animal meat and soaked rice, with small cucumbers, small eggplants, small cowpeas, and screwdrivers on top.

All the small salted vegetables reflected the word 'small'. They were all one inch long, and the screwdrivers were not even half an inch long.

It was not the kind of mixed vegetables that Li Yi commercialized with cowpeas cut into pieces and cucumbers into slices.

Now it was the same as when Li Yi was first there. It was a small thing in the garden, a complete individual.

It did not grow long after the frost fell in autumn, and it was only that big.

Mo Agan took a bite and liked the taste. He came over and said, "This dish is delicious. Is it expensive?"

Li Endong looked at Mo Agan and said with a smile, "In Dongzhu's heart, you are more important than vegetables."

"Did you want to be Dongzhu's slave in the past?" Mo Agan thought of an identity.

"You want to, but unfortunately, not everyone can be Dongzhu's slave.

Look at me, our names are almost the same. We are Dongzhu's slaves.

Do you think you are more capable than us, or are you more loyal than us? "

Li Endong laughed happily, and Fan Fan also laughed next to him.

"Is it difficult to be a slave now?" Mo Agan wondered. When did people not want to be slaves?

"It's easy for others, but for Li Family Zhuangzi, you need to go through many tests. In the past, you were ordinary people. You had a good life, so don't think about being a slave. "

Li Enbei came over and touched Mo Agan's head.

"That big bowl. It's a cup. Can you give me one?" Mo Agan finally said the purpose of his visit.

"You have to exchange when you get there. When we return to the Tang dynasty, I'll give you a few and make a set."

Li Enbei shook his head. If he did not give them now, he would have more when he went back.

"If we go to the king's place with you and he doesn't let us go, can we still follow you?"

Mo Agan asked a very practical question. Their seven tribes added up to more than 2,000 people.

Who would be willing to let 2,000 people go? If they stayed here, they would have to exchange items with the other side every year.

"All the lands under the heavens belong to the king; all the people on the shores of the land are the king's subjects.

Da Zuorong was the King of the Bohai Sea and the Governor of the Huhanzhou Province conferred by the Tang dynasty.

The people were willing to go to the Tang dynasty, so how could he detain them?

Was he going to betray the Tang dynasty? Then we will fight to the death here. "

Li Enzhong came over and used righteousness to suppress others. Da Zuorong accepted the reward and received benefits.

"You want to fight to the death?" Mo Agan was hesitant. What should he do?

"I'll send a telegram. Dongzhu will fly over. Whoever refuses to submit to Tutu will die. Then we'll go back." Fan Fan winked at the child.

"Dongzhu can fly? What is tutu? "Mo Agan did not believe it.

"The muskets we use reload after each shot.

Dongzhu had a type of gun that could fire continuously. It was like shooting arrows without stopping.

That kind of gun could kill people from a distance of a thousand steps, but it was not very accurate. "

Fan Fan pointed to the musket on his back. There was no need to introduce the pistol to the other party. It was a secret weapon.

"Dongzhu is an immortal?" Mo Agan gave the definition.

"Yes!" Several people nodded together. He was an immortal.

Mo Agan ran back to tell the news to the other tribesmen. Everyone was relieved for the time being.

Their living standards were low, but it did not mean that they were stupid.

A large group of people wanted to go to the Tang dynasty. It was fine if they went secretly, but after running to the Royal City, they still wanted to leave. Would the king agree?

With the expectation of the future and the unknown, everyone sped up. They arrived at the place early and left after exchanging their items.

The sky would get darker and darker. They had bet everything and could not turn back.

Regardless of fatigue, everyone moved forward crazily. The children were sensible and did not cry. In fact, they were afraid of being beaten.

The adults' emotions were unstable, and the children would be irritated when they cried.

Except for the children who were too young, the slightly older ones would know how to control the situation. The survival of the tribe never believed in tears.

When it was almost dark and they were ready to set up camp, Ah Jin, the leader of the largest tribe, came over. "They said that they should leave at night. The horses should rest. They can arrive at midnight. It's very close."

Li Endong did not answer directly. He looked at Fan Fan.

Fan Fan began to send a telegram and asked Li Yi if it was okay. Li Yi was not only Dongzhu, but also a miracle-working doctor.

In less than 20 minutes, the telegram came back.

"Rest. Add fine ingredients to the horses. Let's drink hot soup. Those who don't sleep, put ginger powder. Those who sleep, don't."

Fan Fan followed the instructions and prepared to drink more water for those who stayed up all night and did not sleep.

The others who rode the sleigh could not eat ginger anymore.

"Why do you spell it like this?" Li Endong could not figure out the content of the telegram.

"When fighting, courage is also important. When the morale is high, the second is weak, and the third is exhausted. Now the morale is high. We can rely on it but not be stopped. "

Fan Fan understood that from a military point of view, Dongzhu's operation was definitely not wrong.

After the people of the tribe knew, they were excited. They quickly let the horses rest. Let's drink soup and drink more water. We can't stay up all night without water.

They used leather bags to fill the hot soup and held it in their arms.

After resting for two hours, the team hurried on. The moon could not be counted on. They lit a torch and illuminated a large area. The snow reflected the light.

They were getting closer and closer to their destination. They met, or caught up with, a group of more than a thousand people migrating.

Looking at the traces on the road, they came from the side.

There were old people in the group, which meant that they had not given up. Because the Royal City was close, the old people did not have to die.

Of course, the weary people who were hurrying along also saw them. They all pulled their sledges, and the other party was dumbfounded.

It was like an infantry meeting a motorized army. The gap in equipment was huge.

"Brailo? Why are you leaving? I'm Ah Jin. "

The team stopped when they saw others. Ah Jin recognized someone. He jumped off the sleigh and shouted in the snow.

There were only a few sleighs in Brailo's team, and they were not well made.

"Ah Jin? It's Ah Jin. Are you going to Royal City too? "The leader over there looked tired and forced himself to ask.

"Yes! We'll wait for the people of the Tang dynasty to finish trading and then follow them to the Tang dynasty. Can't you do it? "

Ah Jin used to envy the other party's tribe. There were many people and a small lake, which was Haizi.

"Haizi was buried in the snow. Trees and snow rolled down together. Fortunately, it was daytime. We found it early. People ran out. Other things …"

Brailo's tears appeared as he spoke. It was a natural disaster. They encountered an avalanche.

"Have you eaten? Ah, I'm sure you haven't. We have meat soup. Wait for it. "

Ah Jin turned and ran back. He couldn't control others, but he had the final say in his own tribe. He asked everyone to take out the water bags with meat soup.

Brailo saved his life. When they were chased by wolves, there were nine of them and more than twenty wolves. They chased and followed for a whole day and night.

When Brailo appeared with more than a hundred people, the wolves retreated.

Ah Jin told Brailo's people about the physical exhaustion of the wolves. Then nine wolves were left behind, and the others ran away with injuries.

Wolves were not smarter than people. In critical moments, Ah Jin calculated the distance and physical exhaustion of the wolves chasing them.

In this way, the two sides formed a friendship. Now that the other side was in trouble, he hurried to help.

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