Chapter 675: Supply and Demand
They even stayed where they were, and it turned out that they had already mastered the last two supply points within a radius of 100 miles.
And as long as these two water sources are poisoned, their supply fulcrum will be left, and only this (shēn) city will remain.
Unless they are already planning to fight a protracted war, the whole city will be exhausted and dig up underground rivers.
But if we do this, it will take more than three days to get enough water to supply 8,000 people. ”
Time is the most important thing for Emperor Yang Guang of Sui, three days, although it is compact, he already has some ideas in his heart.
"Decree to everyone that from the time they leave the city, everyone must drink less water, and that the standard water supply for three days must not be wasted.
If I see anyone wasting water, be careful of military law. ”
The order was quickly delivered, and many of the soldiers smiled bitterly, holding themselves back from drinking water in the desert, which was a very difficult thing (qíng).
But in order to come back alive, they can only hold on with difficulty.
Under the scorching heat, this team of conquest of the horse gang finally began to set off.
Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty tilted his head slightly to look at the city wall, which was the Persian saint who had been built on the city wall, revealing a trace of despair (qíng).
Yuenu also saw the expression (qíng) on this woman's face, and inevitably showed a little pity.
After all, there is still a deep relationship between this woman and the moon slave.
Emperor Yang Guang of Sui shook his head slightly and said.
"What this woman did (qíng) had touched my bottom line, betrayed her promise, and completely saw the covenant as a joke.
If I had accepted the Persians' soldiers and horses as new allies, the covenant I had signed would have been a dead letter.
So this woman must pay a price, and this price is likely to be the demise of his people. ”
Emperor Yang Guang of Sui's tone was very cold and hard.
The moon slave's face changed slightly, and the table (qíng) stiffened.
If everything is really as Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty said, then the Persian saintess will face not only a rebellion, but also the death of everyone.
In the dark and deep cave (xué), a man with a strong physique was grabbed by several members of the horse gang (shēn) on his arm!
He was pushed by several people and forcibly escorted to the bottom of the cave.
The man stumbled down the stone steps and spewed out a breath from his nostrils, only to find that there was suddenly an extra pair of feet in front of him!
He looked up in great anger, and saw that under the dim torches, a man with messy hair and a long coat of animal skins was staring at him with a fierce gaze!
"Master!"
The man was shocked and stared up at the owner of the feet, and his tone was as pitiful as a plea for forgiveness!
The man in the animal skin robe squatted down (shēn)!
"I gave you two thousand cavalry!
They are the most elite of the caravan!
But you let them, not a single one of them come back! ”
The man in the animal skin robe showed a vicious face (qíng)!
And the leader of the Han people who survived by luck changed his face wildly, and was about to explain, but he was stuffed into his mouth by a ball of cloth.
The whole army has been pulled out for half (rì) time!
As far as the eye can see, everywhere is full of yellow sand, a gust of wind blows, the dazzling wind blows and rolls up fine yellow sand particles, and there are grass balls that have long dried up and fallen off, walking on the wasteland and the Gobi Desert!
The moon slave raised his eyes into the distance, on a sandy slope, and turned his head to scan everything around him.
Then he rode down from the yellow sand and came to the side of Yang Guang (shēn), Emperor Yang of Sui!
"Master, further on, it's time to reach the desert!
More than half of the road built for trade was buried in the sand!
For the cavalry, this place is like a swamp beach, and if we encounter a caravan here, we can only send infantry forward! ”
Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty raised his head when he heard this, and there were rolling waves as far as his eyes could see, and they had already passed by a place where water was replenished before!
Sure enough, as Moon Nu had speculated, the water here had been deliberately polluted.
Not only did it have a very strong almond flavor, but the horses that died en masse were also thrown into the lake!
It has long since rotted in the heat of the flames, and once the water is drunk, even the strongest warriors will not be able to escape the fate of sickness (shēn)!
This made Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty inevitably look (yīn) sunk!
The momentum of the entire team also seems to have received some blows!
Some of the soldiers who have lived in the desert for many years have even suffered a demoralization blow!
Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty took all of these into his eyes, but fortunately, the drinking water prepared by each of them was quite enough!
At least three days' worth per person, and the next water source will be close to the cave (xué) where the caravan is stationed, where the caravan members will ensure their drinking needs.
There is no way to poison here, and most of the members of the caravan are stationed here to protect this water source in their own business!
Emperor Yang Guang of Sui sighed faintly,
The members of the caravan are adept at taking advantage of the powerful maneuvers (xìng) that self (shēn) possesses.
They will inevitably create a situation of cunning rabbits in a short period of time.
Can use such a method to deal with the surging Sui Dynasty cavalry!
However, what made Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty feel more puzzling was not what to do when he had a head-on conflict with the Ma Gang!
So he asked.
"Who knows how the caravan will solve the problem of eating, drinking, and lazing these 8,000 people?
How much food they consume per (rì) would be a huge number?
And the caravan is a warrior on horseback!
Where did the fodder for the horses they kept come from?
There's no way there's green grass growing in the desert, right? ”
Hearing Emperor Yang Guang of Sui's inquiry at this moment, many soldiers around him suddenly fell silent.
The moon slave blinked his eyes and said softly.
"Master, the caravan has been around for many years!
And behind them, most likely, it is the Turkic Legion that financed them!
Moreover, after each raid, the caravan was able to obtain a large amount of gold and silver treasure.
They sent the money back to the border counties, and then exchanged it for enough food for their use! ”
Hearing this, Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty couldn't help but roll his eyes.
He naturally knew that food could not jump out for no reason, so even if the caravan was a group of thieves, it had to rely on the operation of merchants to continue to survive.
What he values more now is where these merchants come from and what kind of power they have.
As long as these two points are clarified, the source of food for the caravans will be cut off.
He didn't believe that these Ma Fei, who claimed to feed the war with war and carried a big sword to loot everywhere, would be able to beat thousands of soldiers with his elite equipment and strict training!
So Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty snorted coldly and said.
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