Chapter 988

The whole tribe surrendered just to collect Wu Li's body?

Hearing Li Yun's words, people in the account expressed different expressions. Some were indifferent, some couldn't bear it, and some were filled with emotion.

Although Wu Liba is their enemy, but after his death, people still think of his good, Wu Liba's life is not in vain.

Jiang Pengji looked at Li Peng and asked faintly, "is that all they want?"

Li Yun hugged his fist and replied, "there is really only such a condition."

At the beginning, Li Yun also thought that this small tribe wanted to strike stones with eggs, but they brought their families, men, women, children and even babies sleeping in swaddling clothes. Li Yun sent someone to negotiate and inquire about their intentions. At first hearing their request, he was stunned.

The surrender of the whole tribe is not unusual. What is strange is the reason for their surrender.

At that moment, Li Yun envied Wu Liba——

In a different place, if he was reduced to Wu Liba, would anyone give everything just to get his body back.?

"My Lord, what should I do about it?"

Seeing that Jiang Pengji had not responded for a long time, Li Peng couldn't help asking.

Jiang Pengji said in a deep voice, "go ahead and let someone collect Wu Liba's body and prepare a better coffin for them."

For her, Wu Liba was just a stumbling block kicked away by her.

For herdsmen in Northern Xinjiang, Wu Liba is probably a hero or even a belief, and is willing to give everything for it.

It can also be seen from the side that Wu Liba deserves respect. Since someone is willing to protect his body, what should she do?

Speaking of this, Jiang Pengji suddenly remembered the ninth prince.

"They didn't say what to do with the corpse of the ninth prince?"

Li Yun recalled carefully and confidently, "they didn't mention the nine princes."

"Forget it, buy one for one, and send the bodies of the nine princes to them as an addition. As for what they should do, that's their business." Jiang Pengji showed a mocking smile on her face. The nine princes really failed to live.

"Yes, I'll do it now." Li Yun stepped back with his fists, and the armor frictions made a crisp sound when he walked around.

Li Yun left, and the audience also woke up from this episode.

[little white clouds all over the sky]: Lao Wu's wave died well - is there a tribe willing to surrender for him?

[Baobao laver soup]: Although Lao Wu died miserably, some people still remember his good after his death, which shows that he is not a failure in his life.

[fried dried fish]:... Gee, you're really emotional. Don't think so well about it. Maybe this tribe is on the anchor's military road? Think with your toes and know the reputation of the anchor in Northern Xinjiang. Northern Xinjiang will certainly say that the anchor is a murderous butcher to intimidate the people in the territory. But it is also possible for ordinary people to take the initiative to surrender in order to live and protect their children

[the mouse is broken again]: Alas, is this baby the only one who has pity on the nine princes? A noble prince in Northern Xinjiang, he is not as good as his ministers.

The audience in the live broadcast room was very sad. Some people lamented that Wu Liba had died in his place. Some people pitied the nine princes for their quiet death. Some people reminded Jiang Pengji to be careful of the fraudulent surrender of Northern Xinjiang. Others continued to be melon eaters and only watched the excitement without getting involved. The live broadcast room was very lively.

There are too many spectators and barrages in the live broadcasting room. Jiang Pengji can only shield the barrage regularly.

Li Yun ordered his subordinates to collect Wu Liba's body, wipe the dirty blood, change clean clothes, and then put it in a dark coffin.

As for the corpse of the nine princes that had begun to rot, Li Yun also asked someone to clean it up and send it to him.

When the herdsmen of the small tribe saw the coffin, they cried one by one with endless sadness.

Having cried enough, the tribal leader took the initiative to surrender, and the herdsmen behind him followed the etiquette of submission in Northern Xinjiang.

"Lord, can you think of how to settle these people?"

This tribe is not big. Men, women, old and young add up to more than 10000, but there are also 5000 young people.

If they are allowed to stay in the camp, it is difficult to ensure that they will not turn back temporarily. At that time, it will be a disaster to cooperate with the north.

Instead of leaving them on the battlefield and becoming a hidden danger, it would be better to send them back to Chongzhou and other places in batches.

Jiang Pengji also considered this point. She said, "it's better to hand over the matter to the documentary evidence. These people are demoted on their own initiative, but they can't be treated as ordinary prisoners. Well, send someone to register them and send them to the area in batches with one household as a unit."

"It's good to avoid Tucson's twists and turns." Qi official let her frown and said, "why don't you let them return to Chongzhou with the grain team."

In order to ensure the safety of grain transportation routes, the round-trip distance is different.

Let these herdsmen go to Chongzhou with the return traffic team, which not only avoids the exposure of grain transportation routes, but also reduces additional labor expenditure.

Before the tribe chose to surrender, they had prepared for the worst, but they were finally told that they were just sent to the Central Plains.

The people looked at each other, their nerves finally relaxed, and even the women in Northern Xinjiang holding their children cried with joy.

They carefully settled Wu Liba's body and managed to get a decent funeral.

In addition to this episode, Jiang Pengji's army was as powerful as a bamboo, waving troops all the way north along the water.

Northern Xinjiang has a vast territory, and its overall area is only two or three percent smaller than that of Dongqing. However, most of the land in Northern Xinjiang is not suitable for people to live. Therefore, this place has a poor population, the number of people is only one tenth of that of Dongqing, and the total population is less than two million, which can be called rare.

In the first world war between Jiang Pengji and Northern Xinjiang, the total number of people killed in the war and drowned in the flood has exceeded 150000.

If we include the population captured by Jiang Pengji and the population who voluntarily surrendered, the overall loss of Northern Xinjiang is close to 200000.

This number was so shocking that it stabbed the eyes of the northern nobles and made them feel distressed when they think about it.

Facing the pressing enemy, the tribes in Northern Xinjiang had different ideas, but they had to work together.

Although they have joined hands, they are also face to face and heart to heart.

On the day of the flood, Wu Liba's troops were cut off. The eldest prince and the third prince fled with the main force. At the last count, they had less than 10000 troops. Even if the disabled soldiers returned one after another, their strength was only 15000, many of them with disabilities.

They have no supplies and rations, and their troops do not even have much combat effectiveness. They can only be regarded as the last in the northern Xinjiang.

When the major forces in Northern Xinjiang gathered, they did not even have a voice, but became a minor supporting role.

The third prince became the acting king under Wu Liba's fans, but the acting king was not recognized by others.

Facing the pressure of strong troops, their first thought is not how to resist the enemy, but to squeeze into a pile to elect a substitute king.

Looking at the people in the tent arguing endlessly, the big prince looked cold, and the three princes looked like crying.