Uge Qiha Shiha's courage to "prefer to starve to death rather than eat the food that came to him" did not last long. As night fell, he could feel the horror of hunger more and more.
He tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, so he had to get up and lie on the ground, his hands constantly groping in the dark. When I finally touched the beef, I couldn't wait to put it in my mouth and bite it. He didn't even care whether the beef was clean or whether there was mud on it.
Therefore, when Han Du saw Ugeqi Hashha being brought by his own soldiers, he saw his face was haggard.
It has only been a few days, but why does Ugqi Hashiha look like he has aged twenty years all of a sudden? If his facial features and clothing weren't exactly the same as Han Du remembered, Han Du would have suspected that someone had switched him.
"The defeated general Ugeqi Hashha paid a visit to the Marquis of Zhenhai of the Ming Dynasty."
Xu Chengfei helped Han Du explain.
Han Du smiled, raised his hand, and said with a smile, "Get up."
After Xu Chengfei said this to Uge Qiha Shiha, he stood up.
Han Du looked at him and continued: "I came to you this time because I want to ask you something. Are you familiar with how to get to Timur's empire?"
Not only do you need guides in the mountains, but you also need guides when marching on the vast grasslands. Otherwise, how can we get to where we want to go without even a single person who knows the way?
Even if Han Du had a compass, it could only ensure that he would not lose his way. For example, if Han Du wants to return to the Ming Dynasty, it is very simple. Just go south. As long as he keeps walking, he will eventually reach the Ming Dynasty.
But if you want to go to Timur's empire, it's completely different. Handu only knew that Timur's empire was in the west, but he didn't know in which direction it was. You can't just lead the army and head towards the west, right?
This is completely different from going south. Going west has the Gobi and the desert. If you rush into the desert, you will be seeking death.
On the grassland, the best way is to follow the river. This is also the advice Azashili began to give to Handu.
Because you follow the river, there will be no shortage of water. Moreover, there must be fertile land on both sides of the river, with enough green grass to feed cattle and sheep. There will be no shortage of food or water.
So what about places without rivers? This requires knowing where there is water and where there are fat aquatic plants.
Here, others may not know all this clearly, but as the King of Wala, Ugeqi Hashiha will definitely know.
"The Marquis of Zhenhai wants to go to Timur's Empire?" Ugqiha Shiha looked at Han Du in great surprise.
Originally, he thought that Han Du came to attack Oara this time, but now that he has won a complete victory, he will return to the court. But he didn't expect that Han Du wanted to go to the Timur Empire.
The Timurid Empire is a unique powerful country near Oara. Oara is naturally related to the Timurid Empire, and naturally it is no stranger to how to get to the Timurid Empire.
Han Du smiled, looked at Ugqi Hashha with a meaningful look, and then said: "I want to take a look."
In such a short sentence, Han Du was unwilling to say more than one word.
It was made so mysterious that Ugqiha Shiha was heartbroken and eager to find out Han Du's purpose in going to Timur's empire. However, Uge Qiha Shiha still endured it. He figured out that he was gone now. Neither the Timurid Empire nor the Ming Dynasty would take him seriously. Even if he asked, it would be in vain.
So he immediately said: "Of course I know the way to Timur. If Marquis Zhenhai wants, I can tell you. However, I have a request, which I hope Marquis Zhenhai can agree to."
"What's the request?" Han Du was quite surprised. He originally thought that Uge Qiha Shiha would fight to the death without even speaking up, but he didn't expect that he only made one request and was willing to tell him the route.
Han Du decided that even if Uge Qiha Shiha's request was a little too much, Han Du would try his best to satisfy him.
Such a road is too important on the grassland
, it can be said to be a lifeline.
"I really can't eat beef. I wonder if the Marquis of Zhenhai can provide a roast lamb every day?"
Han Du looked at Ugqi Hashiha blankly. No matter how hard he racked his brains, he never thought that he would make such a request.
"What you want...is a roasted lamb every day?"
"If that's the case, if Marquis Zhenhai doesn't want to, then half...half is fine..." Ugqi Hashha thought Han Du wouldn't agree.
But he didn't expect that Han Du suddenly burst into laughter. With a smile in his eyes and a teasing tone, he said: "No, no, no, you misunderstood. Just one, one roasted sheep every day, I still get it." from."
Then Ugoqi Hashha was sent away.
After Uge Qiha Shiha left, Xu Chengfei sighed with all his heart: "I heard that King Wala was also a hero on the grassland. I didn't expect that he would sell everything just for a bite to eat."
Han Duxiao was about to burst into tears, and said intermittently: "What kind of hero? Anyone who throws suffering on others at will is always a bear, not a hero; a real hero is one who takes other people's suffering on himself!" "
Xu Chengfei's expression was a little stiff. Although he was born in the military, he had read and written before. He knew the weight of Han Du's words, and couldn't help but be surprised: "Are you trying to make sense in a war? Where did you get this great Confucian mentality?"
Han Du sneered disapprovingly, "What kind of great scholar? Do you think you are a great scholar just by saying a few words that are thought-provoking?"
"Isn't it?" Xu Chengfei's face was full of surprise, "Do you know how many scholars in this world have worked hard for a lifetime, or even ten lifetimes, just for these two sentences from your mouth? Can’t find it?”
"Okay, okay, okay..." Seeing that Xu Chengfei was getting more outrageous as he spoke, Han Du quickly interrupted him with a wave of his hand, pointed around and said, "Who am I? Have you ever seen a leader? A great scholar with hundreds of thousands of troops?"
Xu Chengfei was speechless. Although he could not refute Han Du's words, his eyes could not help but wander back and forth on Han Du, as if he wanted to see something from Han Du.
Ugqihashiha returned to the yurt, and every once in a while, two soldiers would bring him roasted lamb on a huge wooden tray.
Of course this is not freshly roasted. How could a whole lamb be roasted so quickly?
This is what Handu plans to bake and eat for himself. Since Ugqiha Shiha wants it, there is no harm in giving it to him.
Moreover, Han Du also specially ordered the soldiers. When Ugeqi Hashha eats roasted lamb, he must let other prisoners see it.
So, on an open-air desk, there was a whole roasted lamb.
Uge Qiha Shiha was sitting behind the desk, using a short knife to quickly cut off the roasted and crispy mutton, and stuffed it into his mouth without hesitation. The taste of this roasted lamb is much better than that of beef. The beef is like a stone, while the roasted lamb is crispy and tender. When you bite it, your mouth will be filled with fragrance and oil.
Opposite Ugqi Hashha, all the prisoners were looking at this side eagerly.
With so many people standing opposite, it is impossible for Ugqi Hashiha not to notice, but now his eyes only have the roasted lamb in front of him, and there is no room for anything else.
Han Du and Xu Chengfei stood behind, watching this scene with smiles.
Xu Chengfei couldn't help but asked: "What do you want to do with this move?"
Han Du clasped his hands behind his back, as if he was holding a pearl of wisdom: "Humph! Don't these Meng Yuan people admire heroes the most and value the blood of the Golden Family the most? I just want them to know that the heroes they respect are all WTF."
Xu Chengfei: "......"
Looking at Xu Chengfei's dazed look, Han Du said: "The Meng Yuan people are not so much worshiping the Cang Lang and White Deer as they are worshiping the Golden Family. As long as this worship belief still exists, then they will Being unified under the Golden Tent again will once again threaten the borders of the Ming Dynasty."
"Tell me, is there any way to prevent this grassland from being unified again?
? "
After saying that, Han Du looked at Xu Chengfei with a proud look.
Xu Chengfei pondered for a while and then said: "Either let the bloodline of the Golden Family be completely cut off...or break the faith of the Mengyuan people..."
Han Du couldn't help but nodded and smiled: "That's right, but I think it's better to have a two-pronged approach."
Xu Chengfei felt his heart was clogged, but he had to admit that what Han Du said made sense. Why make a choice? Isn't it possible to have a two-pronged approach? Apparently it is possible.
Xu Chengfei looked complicated and said, "If you let him lead the way, aren't you afraid that he will take us somewhere else on purpose?"
Han Du laughed loudly and said: "If he obediently shows us the way, even if he returns to the capital in the future, the emperor will inevitably reward him with a title and let him enjoy a lifetime of happiness. If he dares to play tricks on us, then I will He put it on the lamb rack and roasted it!"
The two of them got tired after talking for a while. At that moment, they stopped talking and went back to their tents to rest.
...
Maybe it was because I slept too well last night. When I woke up the next day, the army had packed up and was ready to go.
With the guidance of Ugqi Hashha, the army marched very smoothly. There are abundant water sources along the way for the army to draw from.
Azashili led the Ulyanha cavalry to the front, and the Ulyanha cavalry tasted the sweetness, and they all seemed to have been beaten to death. As long as he sees someone, he will rush forward with red eyes and chop him to death. Regardless of whether he was a sporadic herdsman or a small or medium-sized tribe, no one was spared.
Anyway, things like fighting and annexation between tribes are happening every day on the grassland, and they have long been commonplace. For the Uliangha cavalry, there was no burden at all. Even in their eyes, the lives of those Meng Yuan people were not as valuable as the iron pots they saw.
