The words of the little khan Kubli were of little value to Zhao Wudi.
From ancient times to the present, and even to the future Ming Dynasty, for these nomadic people who mainly rely on herding cattle and sheep and do not do farming, the long and extremely cold winter, that is, the white plague in their mouths, is a difficult hurdle to overcome.
They live in bitter cold lands, and they rely more on God's gifts than the farming peoples of the Central Plains.
What's more, in a sense, God has never favored them.
When the farming people encounter a year of good weather and peace and security, they can barely fill their stomachs and not die of cold and starvation in winter.
And as long as they encounter winter, I don't know why, there is never enough food to eat, and it is not normal to come down in a winter and no one starves to death.
This was an unsolvable problem, and it was not something that Zhao Wudi should consider, but Kubli's last words, or complaints, made him fall into deep thought.
Suddenly, he thought a lot, and since he came back from the dead and came to Datang, every scene has reappeared in front of him The individual and messy pictures seem to be crossed by an invisible thread, connected together, forming a silent picture, like a history book.
It can fire 300 catties of stone bullets, break through the city gate like a withering cannon, stretch like a mountain, and the siege vehicle with iron cavalry attacking the city like walking on the ground, a ninja with a strange body, and the name of this 10,000 cavalry commander and 1,000 cavalry commanders As a "dead soul" from the Ming Dynasty, no one knows things and things better than him, as well as the meaning of names.
These should not have appeared in the time and space of Datang, but they all appeared here, right in front of his eyes, and all of this pointed to a person The Turkic national teacher Alu Buhua, that is, the grandson of Li Ji, the British Duke of the Tang Dynasty, and Xu Jingye, who raised the banner of "fighting for martial arts" in Yangzhou in the original history.
What the hell is going on A bad premonition suddenly appeared in Zhao Wudi's heart, that is, this Xu Jingye is not simple, and it is possible that like him, Xu Jingye is no longer Xu Jingye, but a dead soul from the next generation.
In this case, who will Xu Jingye be, or rather, is this Xu Jingye from that era, Liao, Jin, Yuan, Daming, or a more distant future However, the siege vehicles and return cannons that appear at present are the sharp weapons of Genghis Khan and his descendants in the later generations to conquer the city and the west.
From this point of view, this Xu Jingye is very likely to be inextricably linked with the Great Yuan Empire, and things are becoming more and more complicated and interesting.
Is this because God is afraid that I am too lonely, and does not want me to be smooth sailing and lonely to seek defeat, so he arranged an opponent for me Hehe, the battle between the souls of the dead, I'm really looking forward to it Zhao Wuyi's mind was racing in an instant, and he sorted out the time and space of hundreds of years from the Tang Dynasty to the Ming Dynasty, and the look on his face couldn't help but move with his heart, flickering with joy and flickering, flickering with anger, just like the sky in June, fickle and elusive.
It didn't matter if he was changing his face from time to time, but he frightened Kubli, his face was like ashes, his eyes were gray, his teeth were chattering, and even his body couldn't help but control it, and the muscles of his whole body were trembling, wiping the dust off the walls.
Zhao Wudi retreated from his reverie, his face was instantly calm as usual, and when he saw Kubli's silent appearance, he couldn't help but laugh dumbly: "Little Khan, Zhao is just a little distracted, not aimed at you, don't be so alarmed."
As long as you say what you want to know, Zhao will not touch you at all, but will send you to Shendu safely.
Moreover, it will not bury your merits, just because you take the initiative to tell the military secrets of the Turks, hehe, the queen of heaven will not treat you badly. ” Kubli was angry in his heart but could only sigh helplessly, there was no way, the situation was stronger than people, and under the eaves of Zhao Wuving, he had to bow to him.
Zhao Wuving's words were the threat of Chiguoguo, and at the same time, it also cut off Kubli's retreat.
As long as he told the world about Kubli, he would never return to the Turks for the rest of his life.
He told the Tang Dynasty about the Turkic military secrets and the discernment, and from this moment on, he was destined to be a traitor to the Turks, and he could only trap the Shendu and take refuge in the Tang Empire.
His face was gray, his eyes were gloomy, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, lowered his heart, and explained intermittently: "The Great Khan is not allowed to come to the Tang Dynasty to fight the Grass Valley, and can only go to the Western Turks, Khitans and Xi people to rob them."
However, these people are also poor ghosts, poorer than the Turks, not to mention how many things they can grab, without food, they will also not be able to survive the cold winter, so they naturally have to fight hard.
As a result, I didn't grab much, but I lost a lot of warriors, and it was completely worth the loss, so why bother The Great Khan was completely lost by Aru Buhua and forgot the foundation of our Turkic survival.
We Turkic people lack food and clothing, what are we afraid of, and we will rob it in the Tang Dynasty."
Speaking of this, Aru Buhua took a peek and found that Zhao Wudi frowned, and hurriedly explained: "This is also something that can't be helped."
To tell you the truth, when I was a teenager, I spent several years in Chang'an, and I also spent a few books of sage words with my husband in Hongwen Hall.
I also know that it is wrong to rob other people's things, but we Turks are located in a bitter cold land, and in the cold winter season, there is always a lack of food and clothing, and countless people die of cold and starvation.
Do you know what to do when the white plague comes, and there is not enough food to eat?
Hehe, every time that happens, we start killing people, killing our own people.
Kill the old and infirm first, leaving behind the strong, the child, and the woman, who is the warrior of the future, and the woman who can keep the tribe going.
In the following days, if the food is still not enough, then the killing of the woman begins That's killing your own people, you still kill a river of blood, and you can't do it in the face of your parents, so you can kill instead.
Woo."
As he spoke, Kublai hugged his head and cried, unable to speak.
It seems that when he was a teenager, the way of the sage he learned in Chang'an still played a certain role, allowing him to take a small step in the way of evolution, and he has distanced himself from livestock.
Zhao Wudi didn't comfort him, but he didn't reprimand him either.
What can he say, whether as a Tang or a Ming, there is no reason to sympathize with the nomads in the north.
In the Song Dynasty, from Liao and Western Xia to Jin and Mongolia, the raids and encroachments on the Central Plains never stopped, and finally, the Great Yuan Empire established by the Mongols also destroyed the Great Song Dynasty, and the Song people were enslaved as cattle and horses for decades.
Even in the Ming Dynasty, the remnants of the Great Yuan Tatars and others were still wild and undeserved, and they never stopped infringing on the Ming Dynasty.
However, since Kubli said that a family killed a family and what a tragedy it was, he didn't let the family cry for a while: