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Chapter 255 We Are A Flock Of Poor Sheep

Longluo finally told Ah Daba about the current situation of the city. Thinking that he might have several sons who would never return to the future, the old man finally chose to compromise and finally set foot on the convoy of traveling west with Longluo.

It is not easy to be able to make up your mind to leave. It is because you have lost too many people, so people will cherish the remaining elderly, weak, women and children. Once the tribe lacks the guards of young and middle-aged people, your tribe will easily be swallowed up by other tribes. The remaining women will become women of other tribes, and children will become sheep-herding children of others. At this age, most of them will be left to die. When all the living materials are looted, people of their age will be sentenced to death.

Apology has become very pale at some point, not to mention that when you apologize to yourself, can another one in your heart give the correct answer? After excessive self-blame, it will only make you feel more guilty.

The old man hadn't spoken for several days. Every time Longluo sent him to Abdul Lele, there was always a lot of food left. Longluo knew that his father could eat half a sheep when he had the most meal. Even at this age, the leg of lamb sent could not be returned after just a bite. Longluo knew that his father had something to do in his heart, and this period of time could be a torment for him. Whether he could overcome that hurdle was the only one who could rely on his father's strong heart and time, which was a good medicine.

Longluo can only get the opportunity to communicate with his father through spies sent out to inquire about the news. Lusue City has now become the object of competition among tribes, because it represents the highest power of the Tubo people. Songtsen Gampo unify Tubo with the blessing of the gods. Now the masters and dog legs are gone. As a tribe with a little strength, he always wants to get involved. Because of this ambition, there are more and more young and middle-aged tribes who fill in Lusue City. It is very common for Lusue City to change a city lord every day.

Although Longluo always looks for good aspects: For example, the solemn Potala Palace has not been touched by anyone yet, and the surrounding Dali Kingdom, the Wei Dynasty did not take the opportunity to use military force against Tubo, etc. But Dad always brings the topic between the two to the city, and then the two will remain silent for a long time, and then the old man will stand on the frame of the Lele cart and look into the distance for a while, trying to find a few familiar shadows from the distance, but often end in disappointment.

On the road, they always encounter some Tubo army who are in a hurry and fully armed manner to the city. However, when their group of people are following another group of Tubo army, which is not too slow and has a large number of people, things seem to be a little bad.

As a member of Longluo, who had a deep friendship with the leaders of various departments, stopped at a mountain pass on the shady back. When those people ignored their group of people and continued to move forward, his tense nerves relaxed.

One of the Tubo monks left a sentence for him before leaving: "If I were you, I would have taken my tribe members to Hehuang in the northeast direction. Do you know? There is salt production there now, and it is suitable for all seasons and rich in resources. The most important thing is that there will be no more wars there. It is precisely because of their constraints that those Wei Dynasty people and Dali people dare not get involved in Tubo."

In fact, Longluo did not think about the northeast when he left, but there was a constant exchange of troops in that place. The Wei Dynasty merchants in Qingtang City did not give him any way to survive. Although some good news has been heard from the northeast for more than half a year, they have received some completely opposite answers from King Yundan. In order to confirm the truth of the matter, Longluo sent several groups of people to explore the way during this period, but those people never came back. Did the people from the Northeast kill them?

King Yundan's eyeliner never left him? Longluo finally chose a relatively stable migration path, which was to return to the jurisdiction of King Ali in the west. No matter what, the old subordinates of King Ali would always give him some face. Every time he went there, he would give these people a lot of benefits. It is not difficult to find a place to settle down there. If he migrated rashly to the northeast, his group of people would probably send sheep into the tiger's mouth. Longluo was completely unsure of this transaction.

The deeper you go, more and more people are nailed to wooden stakes like crosses, and there are almost no corpses of the elderly, weak, women and children. It is not difficult for the elderly to see that these tribes have been looted by other tribes. As for whether they are the special Tubo army they encountered before, or are there other people, it is unknown.

Huineng became the military doctor of this group of Tubo coalition. The Tubo coalition was mixed with a special army for transporting grain. Because their head was a young general riding a sweat-blooded horse. They came from the beginning. I heard that the boy was named Yue Fei. After he was severely taught a lesson from him, he almost became the actual commander of this team.

According to the original plan, the target of their surprise soldiers was not Luoshecheng, which was mixed with fish and dragons. When they sent their teams to the war meat grinding machine, they would probably only stand in and come out horizontally. Compared with the rear of those people, this is undoubtedly a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Once the base camp of these people is taken down, the situation of Tubo in fragments can be shortened by at least a few decades.

Fighting to fight, blitzkrieg became their unbeaten magic weapon for rushing thousands of miles. Facing thousands of cavalry, they could win several tribes of all sizes and big and small in a day. However, when more and more elderly, weak, women and children joined, the marching rate was significantly reduced. Just when these people were at a loss, the Longluo team appeared in front of them again.

Looking at the blood on the tip of the gun that seemed to have not dried up for too long, and the laughter coming from the lively gathering point in front of him from time to time, Longluo initially thought that he had arrived at the gathering point of King Ali, and when he approached, he realized that a murderous god like an evil ghost looked up and down with a curious look.

"I remind you that you are walking northeast, why do you still have to go west so stubbornly?"

"...I...I've heard that the Han people who just checked... specially... killed Tubo people."

"If you don't see anything with your own eyes, don't take it seriously. I just came from the first time I didn't kill you? Similarly, I won't kill you this time, but I have a condition. From your outfit, I know you can be considered a businessman. I have a deal with you. I have a lot of women and children here. If you can send these people to the Yushu Ferry of Tongtian River, I will pay you according to the head. Therefore, the more people you take away, the more rewards you will receive. I will also arrange some personnel for you to protect you to reach Yushu. This deal is quite cost-effective.

This is the deposit." Yue Fei threw Long Luo a bag of silver sluts. In this situation, Long Luo couldn't agree.
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