Bring The System To Datang

The people on the fifty ships began to drink water, drinking warm water, vomiting after drinking, and vomiting empty stomachs.

Then, gasping for breath, as a result, more blood is supplied to other parts of the body, especially the brain.

Otherwise it's too uncomfortable, I wish I could faint.

Guo Zhiyun ordered the people to transport the things out. Dried fish, dried mutton, watermelon, and cantaloupe were obviously the things that were changed on the road.

So is the green onions, the yam seems to be from last year.

Maizi guessed that there is still a place on the boat. The pedalers find a place to install some and send them to the front for the soldiers to eat.

As for the shrimp and all kinds of dried, they belonged to the unfinished exchange, and they happened to be delivered together.

For tens of thousands of people, there are not many things, and the things in the sea can be divided into one catty per person.

After deducting the weight of people, the boat of Baishi can weigh several thousand catties.

Watermelon and cantaloupe can only be sent to generals and those who are injured or sick.

Dried fish and meat are not valuable, and there is no shortage of them in the Northwest.

Green onions are a good thing, and they are delicious when they are put in the soup.

The soldiers were excited, and the news was spread to army villages one by one, telling everyone that the first batch of things transported by the court from the Yellow River had arrived.

"Fucking, I have never seen oysters, clams, or sea cabbage in my life, but when I got to the farthest place, your majesty sent it."

"You can continue to fight forward and occupy the two lakes. At that time, the court's fleet will continue to give us things."

"Without the imperial court, we built the ships ourselves and transported them against the current."

"Place poles in shallow water."

"No, the Yellow River crosses the valley. What's the rush of the current? It's easy to drain, and you can't come back."

"Which one can figure out the ship, make jerky, collect it, reward him with a thousand catties, and let his family eat it for a few years."

"Chang'an Bashui Lijiazhuang, the exchange voucher we used is from there. It won't last a few days for a thousand catties."

"Forget it, don't give it, he also raises more than 10,000 prisoners, richer than us."

"The craftsmen in the army hurriedly sought out and learned to build ships, and let us carry the baggage from behind in a short distance."

The soldiers at work were chatting happily under the light of torches, and digging trenches and picking up soil were not so tired.

Guo Zhiyun and Wang Junkui took people to see the wounded, and their men carried burdens.

Some of the wounded were so painful that they would wake up after a while. They were injured when they saw the wounded and the people who could not run in Tubo went to catch them.

Of course, anyone who resists will be killed.

Some of them were injured, and they were simply stitched up, and then ran.

The enemy was driven away, they fell down and received treatment again.

When I arrived at a tent, four people lay in it, lying on separate straw mats, and the flames of oil lamps swayed.

"The governor, the people from the court are here?" The four people had just heard someone say that they were sitting there and chatting, hurting and unable to sleep.

"Coming from Chang'an, fifty hundred stone boats, with two wheels, can sail against the current."

Guo Zhiyun brought a watermelon. The watermelons are not big and round nowadays.

Pull out the knife, scoop water from the small tank next to it, and cut the watermelon.

"Try the cold melon they bought on the way. Now it's called watermelon." Guo Zhiyun divided half of the melon into eight portions, all of which were very small.

Handed a copy to each of the four wounded. He, Wang Junkui, and two people who carried the burden also had one tooth each.

Everyone took a small bite, and the seeds were reluctant to vomit.

"The melon from Jingzhao Mansion?" a wounded man asked.

"The melons from Mingsha County, Lanzhou, can't be eaten from Jingzhaofu." Wang Junkui knows the varieties of melons.

"Can we grow melons?" The other wounded man thought the melons were so sweet. He had a fever. The melons were cold, so they were delicious.

"Maybe, right." Guo Zhiyun was not sure.

In fact, Liangzhou is suitable for middle watermelon and cantaloupe, where is Gansu, continue to the northwest, Xinjiang melon is also sweet.

It’s just that everyone doesn’t grow them, they are planting the land, just like grapes and cotton. There are few grapes in the local area, and cotton is not planted at all.

Places with relatively drought, long sunshine hours and large temperature differences between day and night are most suitable for growing melons and fruits.

Like wolfberry and jujube, it is sweeter when planted.

If it is in a drought season, water the jujube tree a little, and the jujube is the best.

Eight people slowly finished eating a watermelon. Guo Zhiyun wanted to cut it again. One wounded stopped him: "Tang Shi, send it to the other brothers. The injured in the back are more in need."

He was referring to the wounded who stayed behind, who was injured in the first fight and was unable to follow the team.

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

The Yellow River is navigable, so as long as the things brought by the Yellow River stay on the side of the Yellow River, there will be no shortage of supplies.

In addition to delivering things, you can also transport troops. By the Yellow River, you are not alone in waiting for assistance.

"Okay!" Guo Zhiyun agreed, and looked at the wounded bandage, holding half a watermelon and taking people to the next tent.

A group of fast horses set off, and the people on the horse ran back with seafood, watermelon and cantaloupe, and sent them to the brothers behind.

Tell them the good news, some of them are seriously injured, and those who can’t keep going, may come alive when they hear the news.

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

In fact, Li Yi felt most about this. Some people were hurt so badly, but they just wanted to live because there were still family members who needed him to support, and they really survived.

Some are not as seriously injured as the former, but the ones who are rescued cannot be saved.

When the sun rose, the people on fifty ships came alive.

After a good night's sleep, they woke up in the morning and started drinking mutton soup. They slept on an empty stomach last night.

There is a circle of soldiers around them, so they don’t rush to eat, watch them eat.

They have the most meat in the mutton soup and noodles.

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

Now ask, where is the person?

"Report to Ambassador Guo Jedu, we are from Zuowei, and I am General Lang Li Ke."

Before Guo Zhiyun asked to speak up, a person from Chang'an spoke first.

He is the team leader, and Lang will be the fifth rank official.

"Oh~~" The people around were stunned, no wonder these people looked sturdy and recovered quickly.

It turns out that people of the same system seem to be closer.

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

"I was not tired before, but then I walked to the Feng'an Army and received a death order from Dongzhu Li, asking us to overcome difficulties and send things to the place as quickly as possible."

Li Ke shuddered as he spoke, as if recalling something bad.

"Dongzhu Li?" Wang Junkui asked immediately.

"Li Yi, the proprietor of Bashui Lijiazhuangzi." Li Ke nodded, and the others nodded.

"He...can give you an order?" A general next to him asked a question that everyone was puzzled by.

"Yeah, he sent Yulin Feiqi to give us an order, and Su Ting, Shangshu of the Ministry of War, gave us an order. We will still be lazy. Li Dongzhu ordered that we have to fight."

Li Ke emphasized the difference in orders. It depends on who orders it. The Ministry of War is not as good as Li Yi's.

"No one impeached him?" another general asked.

"When impeaching him, he stayed in the middle school but not sent out, and now he has changed it back to become the Ministry of Education. The three prime ministers will not allow others to impeach Li Yi."

Li Ke tells something about the current court.

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