The sun was setting!
The last ray of golden sunlight shone on the white salt beach. The Chaka Salt Lake not far away was as calm as a mirror. There was not even a trace of wind. The white clouds in the sky were reflected in the calm water, looking particularly spectacular.
"It's really the Sky Realm. Heaven and earth are one." Meton looked at the beautiful scenery in front of him with infatuation. Even though he was on the battlefield, he could not help but indulge in it.
"Everyone thinks that Tuyuhun is a barbarian land, but they didn't expect it to be such a fairyland-like place." Li Jing could not help but exclaim.
On the entire battlefield, the two of them were probably the most idle people. The entire army was fighting, and only the two of them had the leisure to enjoy the scenery.
Soon, the sound of fighting in the distance gradually stopped, and the cheers of victory of the Tang Army continued.
"General, our army killed 18,000 Tuyuhun soldiers, and the defeated Tuyuhun soldiers fled to the west." Cheng Yaojin said excitedly. This raid could be said to be a great victory.
The only regret was that the Tuyuhun had a lot of horses, and there were still many Tuyuhun soldiers who fled. The Tang Army came from afar and chased them for only a few dozen miles before they were exhausted. They had no choice but to retreat. Only then did the Tuyuhun cavalry survive and flee in a sorry state.
"Have you seen Fu Yun?" Meton asked impatiently.
Cheng Yaojin shook his head and said, "Fu Yun is not here. He fled to the west earlier. This place is Tuyuhun's Tianzhu Tribe, which is led by the Tianzhu King. Unfortunately, the Tianzhu King escaped during the chaos." Cheng Yaojin said regretfully.
The Tianzhu Tribe was the main force of Tuyuhun. They were prosperous and had a lot of cavalry.
Cheng Yaojin was very regretful about the escape of the Tianzhu King. Everyone had been gnashing their teeth. The Tianzhu Tribe was probably the most frequent invasion of the Tang Dynasty's borders. This raid by the Tang Army finally paid a little interest.
"That doesn't matter. After this battle, Tuyuhun won't have a chance to make a comeback." Li Jing said with a smile on his face. The three tribes of Tianzhu were the main force of Tuyuhun. After this battle, there would be no Tang Army in the north that could threaten the Tang Army.
"Reporting to the General! This is a great victory. Our army has captured a total of 200,000 cattle and sheep, "Duan Zhixuan said with an excited expression.
"Two hundred thousand." The generals who heard the news could not help but feel delighted. The three tribes of Tianzhu were indeed the top tribes of Tuyuhun. They were extremely rich. The two hundred thousand cattle and sheep were several times more than the cattle and sheep seized by the Tang Army in their previous three victories! With this batch of cattle and sheep, the Tang Army finally did not have to worry about food and fodder.
If 200,000 head of cattle and sheep were transported to the interior of the Tang dynasty, it would be an astonishing amount of wealth.
"This time, the cattle and sheep that I owe Mo Jiu can finally be repaid." Li Jing laughed and looked at Meton. The cattle and sheep that were needed to make compressed rations and treat the night blindness of the Tang Army were all borrowed by Meton. With these 200,000 head of cattle and sheep, it would be enough to pay back the debt.
The generals also looked at Meton and could not help but smile. They suddenly realized that perhaps the one who believed in the Tang Army's victory the most was Mo Jiazi. From the beginning, Meton had never thought that the Tang Army would be defeated and had been fully supporting them.
Facing the generals' teasing, Meton said proudly, "Although 200,000 head of cattle and sheep is not cheap, compared to this lake in front of us, I'm afraid it's just a drop in the ocean."
"A drop in the ocean?"
The generals could not help but be stunned. Looking at the white salt on the edge of the lake, they said thoughtfully, "Is Mo Jiu talking about salt?"
Cheng Yaojin bent down to find a clean place, dipped a little salt into his mouth, and suddenly a bitter, astringent, and salty taste came from his mouth. He quickly took the water bottle from his waist and rinsed his mouth with a few mouthfuls. Then he shook his head and said, "This salt can't be eaten."
"Of course it can't be eaten. But if we use the Mo family's secret salt-making skill, the salt all over the ground can be turned into fine and delicious salt, and it will be inexhaustible." Modun said proudly. He took out his treasured saber and slashed at the ground. There was no soil on the ground at all. Instead, there was a thick layer of salt, and they were all standing on an endless amount of salt.
Li Jing looked at the salt zone that was about a dozen miles wide from the edge of the lake, and couldn't help but suck in a cold breath. So much salt here was as worthless as dirt, but if it was processed and transported to the inland, its value would be immeasurable.
"There are hundreds of salt lakes in Tuyuhun, and four of them are comparable to Chaka Salt Lake. Among them, there is Chaerhan Salt Lake, which is several times larger than Chaka Salt Lake in the northwest. With this land of Qinghai, the people of the Tang dynasty will no longer have to worry about salt," Meton said leisurely.
Many generals who came from poor families could not help but feel happy. They knew that there was a shortage of salt among the people, and the price of salt was particularly expensive. However, it was indispensable, and the people were miserable. The salt layer here was like sand, and it was worthless. The only cost was processing and transportation.
With the Qinghai salt, the price of salt would definitely drop greatly, and countless people would benefit. Based on this calculation, the value of Chaka Salt Lake might really be above the value of these cattle and sheep.
"Even if this salt is worth a lot of money, it can't run away. We can only eat a small amount of it. Tonight, we can definitely have a full meal. Mo boy, I heard that you brought a lot of hot pot seasonings. Hurry up and contribute them, "Cheng Yaojin said covetously.
"Hot pot seasonings?" The generals' eyes lit up, and they all looked at Meton with malicious eyes. It should be known that the hot pot was spread from the Mo Family Village, and the one who was most likely to have hot pot seasonings was probably Meton. For the past few days, they had either eaten dry food or boiled mutton, and they had long been bored of eating hot pot. If there was a fragrant hot pot at this moment, it would be a supreme enjoyment.
Meton secretly scolded Qin Huaiyu and the other two for not saying anything. The four of them had only secretly eaten hot pot once, and Cheng Yaojin had discovered it again.
"Don't grab it. There's not much left. There's only one left," Meton quickly took the initiative to hand over a hot pot seasonings to protect himself.
Duan Zhixuan couldn't wait to grab it and arrange to slaughter cattle and sheep tonight.
"You're very cunning. I don't believe that you only brought one." Cheng Yaojin circled around Shadowless Horse and reached out to cut it with his knife. Suddenly, another bag of hot pot seasonings fell into his hand.
"This is really the last bag," Meton said with a bitter face.
"What about this?" Li Daliang came over at some point and also held a bag of seasonings with a smile on his face.
"This time, there's really no more," Meton said dejectedly.
In the end, every general left contentedly, leaving behind an empty backpack on the back of Shadowless Horse.
"Someone, pick a three-year-old cow for me and kill it. I've been eating old beef for a whole winter, and I'm already tired of it," Cheng Yaojin shouted with a rough voice.
The generals suddenly burst into laughter. The old beef was made by Meton. Fortunately, there was still beef to eat. If it was before, they would have to sneak in to eat beef.
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