After a little rain, the autumn weather was still as hot as ever.
Fifteen kilometers away from Pujin Crossing, a group was hurrying on their way.
They were carrying bags and children, holding hands with their older children as they trekked all the way from the Dawu Army.
The imperial court could ignore Wang Bei's words, but they had no choice but to consider Li Yi's words.
The imperial court ignored Wang Bei's words and waited for the Turks to make a judgment. Wang Bei had to send troops to fight.
If they didn't listen to Li Yi and something happened, Li Yi would be angry and someone would suffer.
Today was the 20th of July, so they had been walking for a long time.
Many of the Tiele Nine Families were not happy. Just as Wang Bei had said, they still wanted to go back.
Now they couldn't go back at all. How could nearly 30,000 people cross the Yellow River from the other side or rush out north?
Some people fell sick and died during the journey. They dug holes and buried them while the others continued on their way.
For them, grief was a luxury. They had to shed a few tears and survive tenaciously.
The people sent by the Li Family Zhuangzi, the 1,000 Winged Knights, and the 16 guards each sent 500 people to wait here.
Li Yi was afraid that they wouldn't be able to hold on at the last moment. This was how people in a hurry were. Before they reached their destination, they would grit their teeth and walk no matter how hard or tiring it was.
At their destination, some people collapsed and couldn't get up again.
The living were valuable, but what was the use of the dead?
There were still more than 40 kilometers between Pujin Crossing and the place Li Yi bought. The straight line distance was more than 50 kilometers.
If they rushed another 15 kilometers east, it would take them two days to reach their destination.
When the Li Family Zhuangzi's group arrived, they hurriedly prepared food while the others lined up as scouts and set up tents.
It wasn't noon yet, so the group would probably arrive after noon. They would rest and recover at night.
They would arrive at Pujin Crossing tomorrow and the day after that.
Li Yi didn't mind an extra two days of travel. If it really couldn't be done, five days was no problem.
Sure enough, the group of nine clans arrived two hours later. They did not eat, as they only ate two meals a day.
As soon as they arrived, the villager hurriedly prepared the wontons. The large stuffed wontons that were wrapped in Zhuangzi were frozen with ice cubes and brought all the way here.
The quantities for the two meals that would be made later in the evening and during the day the next day had been brought over. After that, the farmers would have to prepare it on the spot.
"Is there anyone who doesn't eat coriander? Is there anyone who doesn't eat shrimps? Do you feel uncomfortable eating noodles and meat? "
The farmer shouted through the loudspeaker. He was used to this. When the Li Family Zhuangzi provided food to others, he would ask for clarification.
Basically, they ate whatever the Li Family Zhuangzi made for them.
"You shout." The villager shouted three times before he suddenly realized that the other party didn't understand.
He gave the loudspeaker to the person leading the team. The person leading the team was Bing Province's Chief Secretary, Wang Qi.
He thought that his proposal had been approved, so he happily brought his men and rushed over.
He didn't know the exact location. The message only said that there would be someone waiting for him.
Previously, he saw the people waiting for him. They were the legendary Winged Knights. A team of ten people and thirty good military horses.
His first feeling was that they were rich. The Winged Knights were too damn rich.
His second feeling was that they were powerful. The scouts were so careful even in the Tang dynasty. Their crossbows were loaded and ready to shoot at any time.
His third feeling was that he was puzzled. Why did they come so far?
After communicating with both sides, he found out that the team waiting for him was thirty miles away from Pujin Du and was arranging the follow-up matters.
He also knew that the family that surrendered was assigned to the Li Family Zhuangzi's Doctor Li. He had heard about it countless times.
There were even exchange coupons circulating in the area under his management.
It was rumored that the Li Family Zhuangzi's logistics were the best in the world. He snorted at it before. Did they know how to fight? They only dared to play logistics.
He was in a daze as he took the loudspeaker. It took him more than two hours to finish the construction of the camp after he received the news.
The Li Family Zhuangzi's people began to prepare wontons. The bowls made of bamboo tubes were stacked on top of each other.
"Shout." The farmer saw that the other side did not move, so he urged them.
Wang Bei came back to his senses and shouted three times. The surrendered families looked at each other, not understanding what he meant. Could they be picky about their food?
"No? Come on, put them all. If you don't put coriander, the taste will always be a little lacking. "The farmer understood that no one was picky.
Someone began to put pickled mustard, shrimp skin, coriander, and two drops of sesame oil into the bowls.
"Old people, women, and children first." The farmer shouted beside Wang Bei again.
Wang Bei translated. The surrendered families looked at each other again. The women and children stood out.
According to their rules, the young and strong people ate first, then the women and children, and finally the old people.
If they couldn't survive the winter, the old people would leave some things for them.
The old people would die after eating those things. The survival of the tribe was so cruel.
It was needless to say how tenacious the warriors trained in this way were.
The warriors at the border of the Tang dynasty could target them and kill each other. This proved that the soldiers of the Tang dynasty were not bad at this time.
According to historical information, they were strictly managed by Zhang Zhiyun, the Chanyu Deputy Protector General in Hequ. He did not give them a chance.
Then the Imperial Censor, Jiang Hui, went to see the situation.
The surrendered families complained that they did not give them anything. They only needed bows and arrows to live.
Jiang Hui was like an idiot. He asked people to return their weapons.
In the end, in October, the surrendered families of the nine surnames rebelled and arrested Zhang Zhiyun.
They said that they wanted to send him to the Tujue to take credit, but they were defeated by Guo Zhiyun and rescued Zhang Zhiyun.
The imperial court said that Zhang Zhiyun had humiliated the country and killed him. He was beheaded in public.
This was the Tang army. No matter what the reason was, you either died in battle or killed the enemy. You could not be caught.
The one who should be killed was Jiang Hui. He was so troublesome, but he still surrendered his weapons. He was so stupid.
No one came to patrol now. It was useless. Li Yi would not agree to return the weapons.
If anyone dared to mention this, Li Yi would kill them.
Wang Bei, who did not know the history of the future, looked at the wontons and swallowed.
The surrendered women and children each had a small bamboo bowl. They used chopsticks to 'lift' the wontons to eat.
The wontons were given to Wang Bei and the other soldiers. They also had chicken slices in the soup.
The soup was cooked with chicken slices and chicken bones. The chicken cooked quickly. The surrendered families did not have it, but the soldiers of the Tang dynasty had it.
The Winged Knights and the 16 guards were in charge of guarding. The soldiers who sent the people over were relieved.
They took the bamboo bowls and found a place to squat and eat. The horses were also taken care of.
"Should we add pepper noodles?" The villager took the pepper noodles and asked his people.
They did not have pepper powder. They could only supply it in large quantities after they planted it in Leizhou and Qiongzhou.
"Yes, more." Wang Bei had been sipping the soup. The soup with pickled mustard and shrimps tasted fresh and salty.
"It will be fine after you send them to the place. You can rest for a few days. Zhuangzi has gratitude for you." The person in charge of the village said to Wang Bei.
"We have to go back immediately." Wang Bei shook his head. He was a general. Military orders were like mountains.
"It's okay. My Dongzhu will arrange it. The Tujue has no time to care about us. The other areas are the surrendered areas. They are currently in a war zone."
The villager did not mind. He was used to it. Whatever Dongzhu said, the imperial court would do.
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