Chapter 1138

Zhang Feng asked curiously, "Lao Chen, do you know what happened to the Turkic slaves in the army? I see they seem to have just been sent."

"Can you see that?"

Zhang Feng rolled his eyes. I'm not a fool. I really can't see this. What am I when you are your brother? Chen Yaojin made a ha ha and told the whole story.

During this time, more and more soldiers were stationed in the Daying area of Liangzhou, Lanzhou, and even extended to the area of Kucha city. However, military supplies with a large number of people were transported more frequently, but it also attracted the attention of Turks wandering in the east of the lobby.

They were also short of supplies and even food. At this time, they saw a long line of caravans. Naturally, some people liked to take risks, and when they were caught, they were a group of Turkic reconnaissance teams.

It was half a month ago, according to old Chen, these people ambushed his camp. After sacrificing more than 30 people, the people under old Chen finally left this group of Turks. But even so, these people still lie on the salt bag like mad dogs, eating salt like crazy handfuls.

They are also short of salt. They ask the people in Longyou road that Cheng Yaojin has been kept at the high price of one yuan and one kilogram, and there is no market. Why doesn't it cause public resentment?

Cheng Yaojin also opened the supply office to eat vinegar cloth and a little fine salt. At least it also had a salt smell. Anyway, people usually can't eat a few liang of salt. For this purpose, it's still to strictly prevent Turks and anchor people from doing things and spread this precious thing. After all, the salt sold to the outside world at this time is poisonous salt, which only a few of them know, If you spread the news of these years, you'll be in big trouble.

Therefore, Cheng Yaojin was desperate to keep these people. In this regard, Zhang Feng also vaguely felt some other things, that is, the Turks lack salt. The geographical location of Turks is very special, belonging to the plateau and high altitude.

No one could last for a few days in high-intensity activities. Moreover, when the situation was unknown, Tang Jun sent so many troops to sneak here. There was no way to live. These Turks were good at running attacks, so they had bad ideas and took risks, saying that Cheng bited Jin and others didn't pay attention, which was exploited by his family.

But where did they think that this group of caravans was actually the official transport team of Datang. They were all the heroes in the army. Cheng Yaojin lost more than 30 people when he touched them. You can imagine the severity of the battle. Cheng Yaojin said that there were only seven Turkic fish catchers left. They would drive and bring them back. The rest, whether disabled or not, would be killed. Then there was a scene just seen by her husband in the camp. When did she experience such a tragic thing when she lived in the peaceful world?

That's more than 100 fresh lives a!

Just because of a mouthful of salt and a mouthful of rice, he lost his life. In Zhang Feng's view, it is simply incredible. For him, let alone a kilogram of salt, that is, 2000 kilos of one yuan, which is no more than two or three thousand yuan in future generations, and the sky is only four or five thousand yuan.

More than 100 Turks died for this thing. Zhang Feng didn't think that the other dozen people in Lao Chen's hands would survive safely. After all, Lao Chen was just a businessman. The power to execute these people lies in the two great gods in the army,.

, if you lose your head, it's just a big scar. Why do rich people cherish their lives? The more money you have, the more afraid you are of death. This is an eternal truth. Poor people live to suffer. If you can't stand it, there's no need to live.

I can't stay in the house. There are two big chimneys. I don't know how long I smoked in the house. At this time, Zhang Feng was choked after smoking two cigarettes. He hurried out of the Mu and saw the sunshine. He simply lay on the grass and looked up at the clouds rushing in and out of the sky. Cheng Yaojin and Yuchi Gong saw it, With a smile, he also lay on the ground and looked at the sky like Zhang Feng.

In the Tang Dynasty, the sky around Xi'an was pure without any pollution. It was pure like a newborn baby. The sky was blue and black. The clouds in the sky were like a handful of cotton, preparing for war in the air. The wind blew and Hula rippled.

Looking at the deep black, black and blue reveals a sense of mystery of vicissitudes. Unlike later generations, you can see a trace of blue in the sky of Xi'an, which is also very rare. Let alone Xi'an, it is also very rare for other places to want to see such a blue and pure sky.