Chapter 1117 Changping County Lord 65
There was no one in the tent, so Uvida let out a long breath and couldn't help but have a lot of thoughts.
Ever since I met the head of Changping County, her appearance often appeared in my mind.
He even went to an archery competition just to see her again.
Sure enough, I saw her as I wished. That day she climbed up to the high platform wearing precious clothes and sat upright on it. Every word and action is so beautiful, like an immortal.
Her behavior was always unexpected, and this time she actually killed the idiot general with her own hands; he responded rogue, but sent supplies.
Uvida is not a heartless person. If there is a fight, he will think about how to ensure her safety. If you can win, you can ask your father for a gift.
I was just afraid that when the city was destroyed, all I would see were corpses.
She really wanted to write a letter to inform her, but she was afraid that the county magistrate would think it was an insult and instead arouse her anger.
Thinking of the previous letter, "If you hit me, I will hit you and you will die." Such childish yet simple and clear words made Uvida smile again.
Don't think about these, think about other things.
The county boss doesn't know if he understands it. Generally, cattle and sheep that freeze to death are not eaten. Those who freeze to death every winter are the old, weak, sick and disabled, and the meat quality of frozen cattle and sheep is not good.
But now the situation is different. His people have begun to eat, and people from other tribes are also eating. Eating frozen meat is better than eating human flesh.
Sending these things over can only help his small tribe survive the temporary difficulties. The snow disaster spread too widely, with dozens of tribes and hundreds of thousands of people suffering. This battle was not something he could decide... Uvida sighed again.
In the city, moso bamboos were erected one by one and pasted with felt, and this was how temporary military tents were set up. The inside was covered with felt, and every two people were given a quilt. This was enough to satisfy the sergeant.
You must know that we originally thought that we were going to seize the civilian houses, but the civilian houses were only for the soldiers to sleep on. They, the little soldiers, had no choice but to stay close to each other and hide as far away from the wind as possible.
Carloads of cotton-padded clothes, trousers and shoes were brought over, and the sergeants all happily chose what they could wear.
"Hey, third child, this size is big, you try it."
"This one is just right and warm, just like what my mother made for me."
I am as happy as the Chinese New Year. I finally have warm cotton clothes, pants and shoes to wear.
The other side shouted again: "After you are dressed, the military commander in charge will come over to receive the wine. There will be a jar in each tent, and everyone will take care of it. Save some drinks!"
There is really wine!
When one of them received it, he immediately opened the mouth of the jar and took a sip. He immediately squinted his eyes and opened his mouth and let out a "ha" sound, and repeatedly called for good wine.
The house slave who served the wine glared: "You can't wait any longer. It's just a jar, and it will be gone after you drink it."
The military captain smiled flatteringly: "I wanted to taste the good wine first. A lot of the wine was as light as water and had no taste at all. The county master was so generous and rewarded such a good wine. I took one sip and drank it all. Everyone is getting hot. Don’t worry, I will keep it carefully until the Huns retreat and take it out to celebrate.”
When the soldiers heard this, their saliva flowed out, and they gathered around their little heads, clamoring to have a taste.
I couldn't help but take a sip. All of them had such hot eyebrows, and then they all applauded.
On such a cold day, what is good or bad to drink? The stronger the wine, the better!
At this time, the people in the city are hiding at home, and they will keep their surplus food and money for the winter. I was originally worried that the soldiers would not ask for food if they had nothing to eat, but they would grab it if they didn't want it. Unexpectedly, the county boss took it.
One pen for an arrow, ten pen for arrows recovered, originally the county boss was a little favored, so when they secretly discussed it, he naturally couldn't help praising the county boss. The delivery team came back with news. The greenhouse has been erected and can accommodate more than 300 cattle and sheep. The best cows and sheep were selected and driven in, and a charcoal brazier was built around them.
Because it was warm inside the Dapeng, many tribesmen also went into the shed to stay warm with the cattle and sheep. At the end of the night, not a single cow or sheep died, but five were born.
But there are more than 1,000 people in the tribe and 10,000 cattle and sheep. Even if half of them freeze to death, there are still more than 5,000 animals, which is simply not enough.
This time, twenty frozen cows and forty sheep were delivered, and they were piled on the delivery cart.
After knowing the situation, Uvida could only sigh: "Send the cattle and sheep, say that you are willing to buy them, and let the county owner set a price."
The mayor of Changping County has been hoarding supplies. It is said that he bought tens of thousands of bamboos and dragged them behind the boat each time. The long bamboo rafts were hundreds of meters long.
If we could buy all the bamboo, we should be able to save about ten tribes.
After Xining received the news, he leaned on the soft cushion behind the document, covered with a quilt, holding Mrs. Tang in his hand, and thought carefully.
Jing'er was a little bit frustrated: "The frozen cattle and sheep are worthless now, but you still have the nerve to ask for the price. The Huns' skin is really thick!"
Xining raised the corner of his mouth and sat up: "Momo!"
She picked up the pen and said while writing: "Frozen meat is still meat. Let people remove the internal organs and find a place to pile them up. When the food is used up, these can save lives, and the beef and mutton will be eaten there. Take it. Then ask someone to give one to the fourth prince according to the last quantity.”
"Give it back?" Jing'er was shocked, but immediately fell silent. The county master must have made sense in doing so. The grain reserves were enough to feed the entire Linyi County for a year, but the soldiers who came in were like hungry wolves, and there were so many people that the grain was only enough to last three months. And the cattle and sheep have eaten nearly a hundred of the ones in the city, and half of them are gone.
Xining finished writing the letter, rolled it up and handed it to Jing'er: "Send this as well and give it to the fourth prince."
Unexpectedly, another item was delivered. Uvida opened the bamboo slip with a little excitement. It read: "At this price, the army will withdraw. For each transaction, the army will withdraw fifty miles until outside the customs."
The price is very fair, after all, too many cattle and sheep have frozen to death. Can retreat...
Uvida was extremely helpless and could only ask first to send the things to the tribe.
And the letter was placed on the table, thinking hard.
In the end, he decided not to reply and asked someone to quickly deliver the cattle and sheep.
Two days later, the cattle and sheep were transported in. Another batch of supplies was sent out. There are still thirty bamboos and fifty sheets of felt, but there is no charcoal, and they are given three hundred kilograms of feed.
The Xiongnu would move to the mountains every winter to take shelter from the wind, and there would be some grass there. But this year it is too cold, the mountains are covered with snow, and the grass is buried knee-deep in the snow. These feeds are just what we need.
Didn't you say retreat? Regardless, the tribe's thousands of cattle and sheep are still freezing in the snow. Uvida hurriedly transported the things back and asked people to bring back the frozen cattle and sheep.
Xining sat on the imperial concubine's bed next to the window sill, looking at the white snow outside and the non-stop snowfall, and said leisurely to Jing'er: "It is impossible to retreat, but the business must still be done. This way he will have no time to fight!" ”
If the things are given a little at a time, even if the Xiongnu personnel follow the army and all the people are soldiers, it will still take a day or two to go back and forth. Besides, things still have to be put up and the cattle and sheep are driven in, so I’m busy.
Jing'er said with a smile beside her: "The county master is wise. Only now do you understand the county master's difficulties."
While Uweida was doing business with the chief of Changping County and Uweida's tribe was fighting snow and providing disaster relief, the eldest prince Huxie Maodun was about to attack the city!
(End of chapter)