Chapter 1001: Desperately Moving Forward, the Owner's Order

The people on the fifty ships began to drink water, warm water, and vomited after drinking, emptying their stomachs.

Then they gasped for air, so that more blood could be supplied to other parts of the body, especially the brain.

Otherwise it would be too uncomfortable, and I wished I could faint.

Guo Zhiyun directed the people to carry out the things, dried fish, dried mutton, watermelon, and cantaloupe, which were obviously things exchanged on the road.

The same goes for green onions, and the yams looked like they were from last year.

There was probably room for wheat on the ship, so the boatmen found a place to load some and sent them to the front for the soldiers to eat.

As for shrimp and various dried foods, they were things that had not been exchanged, so they were just right to be sent together.

For tens of thousands of people, there were not many things, and each person could get one jin of things from the sea.

A ship of 100 stones could carry several thousand jins after deducting the weight of the people.

Watermelons and cantaloupe could only be sent to generals and the injured and sick.

Dried fish and dried meat were not valuable, and there was no shortage in the northwest.

Green onions were good things, and they were added when making soup, and the taste was delicious.

The soldiers were excited, and the news was passed to each military camp, telling everyone that the first batch of goods transported by the court from the Yellow River had arrived.

"Damn it, I've never seen oysters, clams, and sea cabbage in my life, and yet, when we got to the farthest place, His Majesty sent them to us."

"We can keep going forward and occupy the two lakes, and then the imperial fleet will continue to send us things."

"No need for the imperial court, we can build our own ships and transport upstream."

"Put rafts in shallow water."

"No, the Yellow River flows through the valley, and the water is so fast. It's easy to row down, but it's hard to come back."

"Whoever is capable of figuring out a steamboat, make dried meat, and make a thousand kilograms of it, so that his family can eat it for a few years."

"The exchange vouchers we use are issued by Lijiazhuangzi in Bashui, Chang'an, and a thousand kilograms can't last for a few days."

"Forget it, I won't give it to him. He also has more than 10,000 prisoners, which is richer than us."

"Hurry up and find the craftsmen in the army to learn how to build steamboats, and we can transport the baggage from behind for short distances."

The working soldiers chatted about happy things under the light of torches, and digging ditches and carrying soil were not so tiring.

Guo Zhiyun and Wang Junkui led people to see the wounded, and their men carried loads.

Some of the wounded were in so much pain that they woke up after sleeping for a while. They were injured when they saw the wounded left by Tubo and those who could not run and went to catch them.

Of course, anyone who resisted was killed.

Some were originally injured, and they were simply sutured and treated, and then ran again.

After driving the enemy away, they fell down and received treatment again.

They came to a tent, where four people were lying on separate straw mats, with the flame of an oil lamp flickering.

"Governor, did you say that people from the court are coming?" The four people just heard from others and sat there chatting. They were in pain and couldn't sleep.

"From Chang'an, fifty hundred-stone ships, two wheels, can sail against the current."

Guo Zhiyun brought a watermelon. Nowadays, watermelons are not big, but round.

He took out a knife, scooped water from the small jar next to him, rinsed it, and cut the watermelon.

"Try the cold melon they exchanged on the road, which is now called watermelon." Guo Zhiyun divided half a melon into eight small portions.

He handed a portion to each of the four wounded soldiers. He, Wang Junkui, and the two people carrying the load also took a bite.

Everyone ate in small bites, not wanting to spit out the seeds.

"Melons from Jingzhao Prefecture?" a wounded soldier asked.

"Melons from Mingsha County, Lanzhou. The melons from Jingzhao Prefecture cannot be eaten after they are delivered." Wang Junkui knew the melon varieties.

"Can we grow melons there?" Another wounded soldier thought the melons were sweet. He had a slight fever, and the melons were cold, so they would definitely taste good.

"Maybe." Guo Zhiyun was not sure.

In fact, his Liangzhou was suitable for Chinese watermelons and cantaloupes. That was Gansu, and if you continued to the northwest, Xinjiang melons were also sweet.

It's just that everyone didn't grow them. They all grew land, just like grapes and cotton. There were few grapes in the local area, and cotton was not grown at all.

Relatively dry places with long sunshine hours and large temperature differences between day and night are most suitable for growing melons and fruits.

Like wolfberries and jujubes, they are sweeter when grown.

If you encounter a drought, water the jujube trees a little, and the jujubes will taste the best.

The eight men slowly finished a bite of watermelon. Guo Zhiyun was about to cut it again, but a wounded man stopped him: "Governor, send it to other brothers. The wounded behind need it more."

The wounded behind he was referring to were the wounded who stayed behind. They were wounded in the first battle and could not follow the team.

The other three wounded men nodded together. They knew it was not watermelon, but confidence and confidence.

The Yellow River is navigable. As long as they stay by the Yellow River, they will not lack supplies.

In addition to sending things, they can also transport troops. They are not alone by the Yellow River.

"Okay!" Guo Zhiyun agreed, looked at the wounded bandages again, and took half a watermelon to the next tent.

A group of fast horses set off, and the people on the horses ran back with seafood, watermelons, and cantaloupes to send them to the brothers behind.

Tell them the good news. Some of them are seriously injured and can't hold on. They may survive after hearing the news.

The stronger the desire to survive, the greater the chance of survival.

Li Yi was actually most touched by this. Some people were so badly injured, but they just wanted to live because they had families to take care of, and they really survived.

Some were not as badly injured as the former, but they could not be saved no matter how hard they tried.

When the sun rose, the people on fifty ships survived.

After a good sleep, they started drinking mutton soup in the morning. They slept on an empty stomach last night. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net

They were surrounded by a circle of soldiers. He was not in a hurry to eat, but watched them eat.

The mutton soup given to them contained the most meat, as well as noodles.

Guo Zhiyun and others came over. There was no handover procedure last night. These people really couldn't stand it anymore.

Now ask, where are you from?

"Report to Envoy Guo Jiedu that we are from Zuowei, and I am Li Ke, the general."

Before Guo Zhiyun could ask, a man from Chang'an spoke first.

He is the leader of the team, and General Lang is the official of the fifth rank.

"Oh~~" The people around him were stunned. No wonder these people looked strong and recovered quickly.

It turned out that they were from the same system and seemed closer to each other.

"Are you tired on the road?" Guo Zhiyun asked the key thing.

"I wasn't tired before, but later I walked to the Feng'an Army and received a fatal order delivered by Dongzhu Li on horseback, asking us to overcome difficulties and deliver things to the place as quickly as possible."

Li Ke trembled as he spoke, as if he recalled something bad.

"Dongzhu Li?" Wang Junkui asked immediately.

"Li Yi, the owner of Lijiazhuang in Bashui." Li Ke nodded, and the others nodded accordingly.

"He... can give you orders?" A general next to him asked a question that everyone was confused about.

"Yes, he sent Yu Lin Feiqi to give us orders. Su Ting, the Minister of War, gave us orders. We will still be lazy. Dongzhu Li gave us orders and we have to fight."

Li Ke emphasized the difference in orders. Depending on who gave them, the one issued by the Minister of War was not as good as Li Yi's.

"No one impeached him?" another general asked.

"If he was impeached, he would stay in the middle without making any announcements. Now it has been changed back to the Zhongshu Province. The three prime ministers will not allow others to impeach Li Yi."

Li Ke told something about the current affairs in the court.

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