Chapter 685: Logistics Is No. 1 in the World

After just a little rain, the autumn sky was still so hot.

Thirty miles away from the Pujin Ferry on the Yellow River, a team was on the road.

They carried their bags and children, led the older children, and trudged all the way from the Dawu Army.

The court could ignore the words of Wang Jun, the governor of Bingzhou, but had to consider what Li Yi said.

The court ignored what Wang Jun said and waited for the Turks to fight each other. Wang Jun had to send troops to fight.

If Li Yi didn't listen to him, something would happen, Li Yi would be angry, and someone would be unlucky.

Today is July 20th, and it has been a long time since they walked.

Many of the nine Tiele surnames who moved inland were not happy. As Wang Jun said, they wanted to go back.

Now they can't go back at all. With nearly 30,000 people, how can they cross the Yellow River from the other side, or rush north?

When they were on the road, some people fell ill and died, so they dug a pit on the spot to bury them, and the others continued on their way.

For them, sadness is a luxury. They shed a few tears, and the living people have to survive tenaciously.

The people sent by Lijiazhuangzi, a thousand Yulin flying cavalrymen, and a team of 500 people from the 16 guards were waiting here.

Li Yi was afraid that people would not be able to hold on at the last moment. People on the road were like this. When they didn't reach the destination, they could walk no matter how hard and tired they were.

When they reached the destination, some people fell down and could never get up again.

Living people have value, but what's the use of dead people?

There are more than 40 miles from Pujindu to the place Li Yi bought, the straight-line distance, and the road is more than 50 miles.

From here, they drove another 30 miles east, which is an extra two days of journey.

The team of Lijiazhuangzi arrived at the place and quickly cooked, while others arranged scouts and set up tents at the same time.

It's not noon now, and the team will arrive after noon, so they won't leave, rest, and stay at night to recover.

Arrive at Pujindu tomorrow, and arrive at the place the day after tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.

Li Yi doesn't mind two more days of journey. If it doesn't work, it's okay to travel in five days.

The team of the nine surnames arrived an hour later. They didn't eat. They had two meals a day.

As soon as they arrived, the farmers hurriedly made wontons. They froze the large wontons that had been wrapped in the farm with ice cubes and pulled them all the way here.

The amount for two meals later in the evening and tomorrow morning was brought, and the farmers needed to make it on the spot afterwards.

"Is there anyone who doesn't eat cilantro? Is there anyone who doesn't eat shrimp skin? Is there anyone who can't eat noodles and meat?"

The farmer shouted with a loudspeaker. He was used to it. When Li's farm provided food to others, he would ask clearly.

Basically, everyone ate it. They ate whatever Li's farm gave them.

"You shout." The farmer shouted three times in a row, and suddenly realized that the other party didn't understand.

He gave the loudspeaker to the leader, who was Wang Jun, the governor of Bingzhou.

He thought his words had been approved, and happily led people here in person.

He didn't know the specific place. The document conveyed only said to come over and someone would meet him.

He had seen the people who met him before, the legendary Yulin Flying Cavalry, a team of ten people and thirty good military horses.

His first feeling was that they were rich. The Yulin Flying Cavalry was so damn rich.

The second feeling was that they were powerful. The scouts were so strict in the Tang Dynasty. The crossbows were strung and ready to shoot arrows at any time.

The third was that they were wondering, why did you run so far?

After the two sides exchanged ideas, he knew that the team that was responding was thirty miles away from Pujindu and was arranging follow-up matters.

He also knew that the surrendered households were assigned to Doctor Li of Lijiazhuangzi in Bashui. He had heard about it countless times.

There were even exchange coupons circulating in the place he managed.

It was rumored that Lijiazhuangzi had the best logistics in the world. He had sneered before. Can they fight? They dared to play with logistics.

He took the loudspeaker and was in a daze. He was ready. From the time he got the news, the camp was built in more than an hour.

The people in Lijiazhuangzi started to make wontons there, and the bowls made of bamboo tubes were stacked one on top of the other.

"Shout." The farmer saw that the other party did not move and urged.

Wang Jun came back to his senses and shouted three times. The surrendered households looked at each other and didn't understand what he meant. Can they choose when eating?

"No? Come on, put them all in. Without coriander, the taste will always be a little lacking." The farmers understood, and everyone did not restrain their food.

Some people began to put pickled mustard, dried shrimps, coriander, and two drops of sesame oil in their bowls one by one.

"Old people, women, and children come first." The farmers shouted beside Wang Jun again.

Wang Jun translated, and the surrendered households looked at each other again, and the women and children stood up.

According to their rules, the young and strong eat first, then the women and children, and finally the elderly.

If they can't survive the winter, the elderly will leave some things and don't care.

The elderly will die after eating so much. The survival of the tribe is so cruel.

There is no need to say how tenacious the warriors trained in this way are.

The soldiers at the border of the Tang Dynasty can attack and kill each other against them, proving that the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty at this time are not bad.

According to historical data, this time they were strictly managed by Zhang Zhiyun, the deputy governor of the Shanyu in Hequ, and they were not given any chances.

Then Jiang Hui, the chief censor, served as the border patrol envoy and went to see the situation.

The surrendered households complained that they were not given anything, and they needed bows and arrows to survive.

Jiang Hui was like an idiot and asked them to return their weapons.

As a result, in October, the nine surrendered households really rebelled and arrested Zhang Zhiyun.

They said they would send him to the Turks to seek credit, but were defeated by Guo Zhiyun and Zhang Zhiyun was rescued.

The court said that Zhang Zhiyun had lost his army and humiliated the country, so they killed him and beheaded him in public.

This is the Tang soldier. No matter what your reason is, you either die in battle or kill the enemy. You can't be caught.

The one who should be killed is Jiang Hui. He has so many things to do, and he gave his weapons to the surrendered households. He is so stupid.

Now no one comes to patrol, and patrolling is useless. Li Yi will not agree to return the opponent's weapons.

If anyone dares to mention this, Li Yi will kill the other party.

Wang Jun, who doesn't know the future history, is now swallowing his saliva while watching the wontons.

When the women and children of the surrendered households each have a small bamboo bowl, they use chopsticks to "lift" and eat with great effort.

The wontons that came out of the pot were given to Wang Jun and other soldiers, and they were also given chicken slices in the soup.

The soup is cooked with chicken slices and chicken bones. The chicken cooks quickly. The surrendered households don't have it, but the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty have it.

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Holding the bamboo bowl, he found a place to squat and eat, and the horse was also taken care of.

"Do you want to put pepper powder?" The farmer took the pepper powder to his side and asked.

There is no pepper powder. It can only be supplied in large quantities when Leizhou and Qiongzhou grow it.

"Put more." Wang Jun has been sipping the soup. The soup with mustard and shrimp skin tastes fresh and salty.

"Wait until the people are sent to the place. You can rest for a few days. The farm will thank you." The person in charge of the farmer said to Wang Jun.

"You must go back immediately after sending them." Wang Jun shook his head. He is a general and military orders are like mountains.

"It's okay. My landlord will arrange it. The Turks have no time to take care of us. The rest are surrendered areas. At present, there is a blank area of ​​war."

The farmer didn't care. He was used to it. Whatever the landlord said, the court would do it.

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