But You You suddenly remembered something again, and suddenly shook his head and said: "No, grazing must chase water and grass, otherwise the cattle and sheep will not be satisfied, the Han people help the Turks build cities to resist the white-haired wind, but the Turks will lose their grazing after settling down." ”

"Who said that?"

Han Yue laughed and said loudly: "Who said that grazing must live in water and grass, have you ever heard of pasture compression and baling?" I can build a machine that can trap grass into compressed blocks. The compressed grass is suitable for long-distance transportation and can be stored for a year or two. With this machine, even if our pasture is far west of Yinshan, we can still establish a herdsmen's city in the east. At that time, the forage for cattle and sheep will be transported in a steady stream, and there is no need to worry about the problem of raising. ”

You You's face was dazed, obviously she didn't understand too much, but her eyes gradually flashed with longing, obviously the blueprint that Han Yue had sketched for her had appeared in her mind.

The reason why she is at a loss is because she was born as a shepherdesss and does not have much knowledge, and her knowledge is not enough, and her vision is naturally not wide, so she does not understand many big truths.

As for the longing, it is because of Han Yue, the shepherdesss has one thing that she firmly believes, that is, his good brother is the smartest man in the world, as long as this man says that he can do something, then that thing will definitely be done.

At this time, a loud trumpet suddenly sounded in the distance, and it turned out that the soldiers who had risen early were lining up for morning exercises. The longing in You You's eyes suddenly dimmed, and he said with a little sadness: "You brought a large army here, and it was clear that you wanted to pacify the grassland, those good words just now just lied to me, right, otherwise why would the herdsmen and Han people integrate with the army......

Han Yue was stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly.

He took the shepherdess's wrist and stared at the east, but when he saw a round of red sun rising continuously, Han Yue suddenly let out a long burst of white gas, and said softly: "The steppe is vast, and there are millions of Turks living there. This is only the territory of the steppe, further west there are the Gobi Desert and the desert, where there are also millions of Turkic people, such a large people, how can it be said that integration is integration? ”

You You's eyebrows furrowed slightly, slightly pensive.

Han Yue glanced down at her, and then continued softly: "Let's imagine, for example, if I came here alone with the Han people, saying that I want to change the life of the Turkic people with the fusion people, then the herdsmen may agree for a better life, but will the nobles in power in the Turks agree?" ”

You You was stunned for a moment, and his eyes were a little dull.

Han Yue smiled and said softly: "You also think it's impossible, right, those nobles will never let go of the interests in their hands." The Turks were a semi-slave society, and the aristocracy derived their wealth from raiders and herdsmen. If I let the herdsmen live a good life without worrying about food and clothing, and then build a pastoral city and open pastures, then the nobles will lose the qualification to absorb the people's fat and ointment, how do you think they will agree to such a thing? ”

You You's brows gradually furrowed, and he suddenly raised his little face to look at Han Yue, and asked solemnly, "So if you kill, come to the grassland with a large army?" ”

"Yes, I'm going to kill!" Han Yue nodded heavily and said loudly: "It's not for the sake of meritorious service, but for the ambition in your heart." I dreamed of transforming the steppe into a pearl outside the Saiwai, and from then on the Turkic and Han people lived together in harmony. Even after a hundred years and a thousand years, there will be no more war between the two peoples. ”

He glanced at Youyou, and then said: "The damage of the war is huge, and every time it is the poor who die, if the statistics are from the pre-Qin era to this point, the people of the two ethnic groups have been killed and injured because of the war, even if it is roughly calculated, I am afraid that there are no less than tens of millions of people, how terrifying is this number, do you think it is terrifying?" ”

The shepherdess girl looked blankly at the red sun in the east and muttered: "When Jieli waved his army south, it was when the white-haired wind was blowing on the grassland, and on that day, Sister Ayao and I were collecting grass in the ice and snow, ready to exchange it for some pieces of meat to survive the cold winter. As a result, the iron hooves of the army trampled through my pasture, and then threw down half a worn-out sheepskin as compensation. The pieces of meat could not be exchanged, and my old father, in order to consume less food, he sneaked into the depths of the cold grassland in the middle of the night......"

You You suddenly shuddered, and there were tears in the corners of his eyes.

Han Yue let out a long sigh and stretched out his hand to hug the shepherdess girl into his arms. He looked at the northern part of the grassland from afar, and said in a leisurely voice: "The grassland is more bitter and cold than the middle earth, and you are not the only herdsman who has died of sin. I remember you also said that a nobleman tried to take you by force, but your brother rushed into the tent and stabbed him, and you took advantage of the chaos to escape, but your brother was ......"

"Say no more!"

You You suddenly let out a sad cry, and his eyes were already blurred by tears.

When she didn't cry, her eyes were so beautiful, like crystal clear black gems in the sun, and then at this moment the tears slid down, bringing only infinite sadness.

Han Yue suddenly held You You tightly with his big hand, and said in a deep voice: "You think this kind of memory is painful, right, but there are more herdsmen on the grassland who are not memories. They're in the kind of environment your family was in, and they're going to suffer every day. ”

"Change it, brother, you change it......" You You suddenly shouted loudly, grabbed Han Yue's big hand with tears on his face, and said again: "Good brother, you are so capable, you can definitely change the suffering of the herdsmen, You You don't want to see the destitute people freezing to death and starving to death, I want them to live happily in the sun every day." ”

"Then kill!"

Han Yue raised his arms and looked at the grassland and the north and west, his eyes were blazing, and there was a faint hint of murderous aura, and he said loudly: "Kill all the nobles, remove these roadblocks, and then I will lead the integration of the Han people and the herdsmen, and then build the grassland into a bright pearl outside the fortress." ”

You You bit his lip lightly, his eyes were a little reluctant, and he said softly: "But there are more than 100,000 nobles in the grassland......"

"Then kill them all!"

Han Yue waved his hand heavily and said coldly: "Although more than 100,000 people are a big killing, what is it compared to hundreds of millions of herdsmen? These aristocrats suck the people's fat and ointment like leeches, and have always lived a superior life of oppressing the poor for thousands of years. Now that I have come with an army, it is time for them to pay the penalty for their former sins. ”

You You's eyes were slightly dim, his little face was vaguely worried, and he said cowardly: "But... However, there are still hundreds of thousands of great lamas in the grassland, and each tribe has dozens or hundreds of small sacrifices, and these people are also nobles who enjoy offerings, and their numbers add up... That's a million ......."

Han Yue was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then his expression became firm again.

He exhaled a breath to the sky viciously, and said solemnly: "Then kill too, kill them all!" ”

You You was suddenly startled and became at a loss, she subconsciously lowered her head and rubbed the corners of her clothes, with a pitiful look on her pretty face that she wanted to say but didn't dare to say anything.

The shepherdess were kind and gentle by nature, and both longed for a happy life for the destitute and were reluctant to be slaughtered by a large number of Turkic nobles. After all, she is now a steppe saint, and she feels that she should protect her kind.