At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

"With all the noise, do you think the military camp is a vegetable market?"

"Where is the military discipline? Where is the style of the general?"

The stern rebuke fell on the hearts of every general in the tent.

All the generals stood up quickly, bowed to Anda, and said in unison: "We admit our mistakes!"

However, Anda was carried to the main seat by his personal guards and did not let everyone stand up.

Time passed by little by little, and Lieutenant General Yile, who was standing next to Chengge, pursed his lips tightly.

It was obviously Abastai who kept making provocative remarks.

My own general just responded at a normal volume, but it became an argument with him.

Ridiculous, how ridiculous!

Although he knew that this was a common method used by those in a higher position to maintain a balance between control and control, he still felt aggrieved for Chengge.

After a long time, Anda let everyone stand up.

The generals of both sides were each beaten with fifty sticks and given a red date.

To bring the topic back on track.

"The last time we raised troops, we suffered heavy losses."

"The camp was bombed afterwards, and as many as 30,000 people were seriously injured."

"In the past few days, the wounds have worsened and the number of deaths has increased..."

Listening to Anda's words, Chengge clenched his hands into fists in his sleeves.

Among the 30,000 seriously injured patients, more than half were from Iraq.

Iran sent out 100,000 troops, but only a little over 50,000 are still alive...

Does Yile really want to continue to get involved in this war?

But he was just a minister, and all his power came from the king.

He, unless...what else can he do...

Cheng Ge was lost in thought when he suddenly heard Abastai's loud voice exploding in his ears.

"General, why don't we go around Yumen Pass?"

"Go directly into Liang State from Yangguan, or somewhere else where there are no troops stationed?"

"Why would we fight to the death with the cunning Liang people at Yumen Pass?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the generals of Ukraine and Iran were immediately amused.

Deputy General Yilie said with a sarcastic smile: "Since ancient times, the best strategy for marching is to conquer the land, and the middle strategy is to attack the city."

"And circumventing the city is really the worst option!"

"Let me ask General Abastai, if we bypass Yumen Pass, how will we supply our food and supplies?"

Abastai looked at him like a fool, "Of course it should be transported from the place where we entered!"

Upon hearing this, all the generals laughed out loud, "Hahahaha..."

Anda was also helpless. He sighed, glanced at everyone, and signaled them to restrain themselves.

Fang slowly opened his mouth, "General Abastai, you may not know that to enter the two countries from Liangzhou, you must pass through the Hexi Corridor."

"Since it's called a corridor, it's a long one and difficult to get around."

"If you want to enter the Central Plains, you must seize Hexi!"

"If we bypass Yumen Pass, the worst thing that could happen is that we will be cut off from food and grass. The worst thing we could do is be attacked from all sides and die without a burial place."

For nomadic people who only want to rob and leave, the cavalry can fight to support themselves and use the strategy of circumventing the city.

Of course, Anda didn’t say the last sentence.

To say it directly would be too much of an insult to Abastai.

"Then we can start from that..."

Abastai frowned and thought carefully for a while, then continued: "Through the Qiang tribe, enter from Yizhou."

"Qiang people?" Deputy General Yile immediately poured a basin of cold water on them.

"A few days ago, the scouts reported that the Liang army was mobilizing. I'm afraid they can't take care of themselves."

Anda narrowed his eyes dangerously, "They sent troops to Xining to rescue the Yizhou army, and also sent people to harass our baggage train."

"It's not like Zhao Zheng to act this way. It must be that little bastard Xie Yuheng."

But it is still unclear what the "sky thunder" that day was and how many there were.

Anda didn't dare to attack again rashly.

In addition, his injured leg had made it difficult for him to walk these days, so he mostly stayed in bed to recuperate.

I was so angry that I got two hemorrhoids on my butt!

Sitting here now is really uncomfortable.

Anda remained calm, moved his buttocks, looked at a Wusun general, and asked.

"Where is that bitch named Pei?"

The general replied respectfully: "I received a letter this morning saying that there is still another 500 miles to go..."

“That’s so slow!”

Catching the look of disgust on Anda's face, the general hurriedly added.

"The weather in the Shahe area has been bad recently, with frequent sandstorms."

"We also have to avoid the spies from the Liang army. Maybe it's because of various factors that we are a little slow..."

His voice became weaker and weaker as he spoke.

At this moment, Chengge raised his eyes and looked at Anda who was sitting in the main seat.

He advised, "As far as I know, Chi Xie's hatred originated from the eldest son of the second branch of the Chi family in Shangjing, who once poisoned and murdered him."

"But as the saying goes, there are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests."

"There is no direct, unsolvable feud between Wusun and the Marquis of Jiangling of Liang."

"Why don't we offer high positions and generous salaries, shake hands and make peace, and turn enemies into friends?"

When Anda heard this, his eyes moved slightly.

It would be nice if this were the case...

Unfortunately, a spy from Liang State recently sent a letter saying that the little bastard was the descendant of Xie Qian.

The feud with the Chi family is endless and has reached a new level.

Anda picked up the tea bowl, took a sip of goat milk tea, and said, "Wait for Pei's family. We'll talk about it when we get there."

......

Since the beginning of summer, it has been getting hotter day by day.

Especially in the northwest where it’s dry and rainy, the sun feels especially scorching!

Towards evening of that day, Xie Yuheng and Deputy General Liu visited the surrounding people.

First of all, it is to improve the relationship between the military and the people, so as to avoid being bribed and stabbed in the back.

Secondly...

Deputy General Liu cleared his throat, "Ahem, this... Ever since the Chi family took control of the silk business with Wusun."

"Although there are still traveling merchants in border areas like Yumen, the number of caravans is not as dense as a hundred years ago..."

Xie Yuheng took the red dates handed to him by the farm girl, put them directly into his mouth and chewed them carefully.

The little girl was about 18 years old, very dark and thin.

Seeing Marquis Jiangling eating the red dates he gave him, he jumped up and down on the ground excitedly.

A smile flashed across Xie Yuheng's eyes. He spat the date pit into his palm and interrupted Lieutenant General Liu's endless chatter.

"General Liu, if you have something to say, just speak directly. There is no need to beat around the bush with Yuheng."

"Hehe, this, that..."

Deputy General Liu scratched his head awkwardly, "Yes, I would like to trouble you, Lord, to think of some way to get rich."

After he finished speaking, he quickly added, "It's okay if you don't have it. I'm just asking casually, just asking!"

After all, the northwest is dry and rainy, so people grow sweet potatoes, and in summer they have to carry water to irrigate them.

As for planting other drought-intolerant plants, hey, forget it, they will all die!

"Get rich..."

Xie Yuheng frowned and thought, getting rich in the northwest... is really a bit difficult...

The large temperature difference between day and night is conducive to the growth of fruits and vegetables and the accumulation of sugar.

But you can transport it just fine. It will be broken into pieces before it goes a hundred miles.