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Chapter 288 Tu Longpo

"Who can you understand what I said?" Yun Zangfeng looked at Kochaerqin and the Lion King earnestly. He had seen too much blood and death. The so-called war was just a game for the superiors. The people who sacrificed themselves always lived at the bottom of the society. They were displaced, they were sleeping in the open, and they were also the ones who died on the battlefield. People who started the war often ate the best food and wore the best clothes in the whole country.

However, looking at this war from the perspective of the Western Xinjiang Kingdom and the Han and Tang dynasties seems to be a choice. The Western Xinjiang country has barren land and a change of climate, which is the least suitable for farming. People can only place their hopes on the illusory gods. Even in a good harvest year, they cannot guarantee that everyone has food to eat. If they do not invade the Han and Tang dynasties next to them, they will die in the end.

No one in the people of Xijiang has ever seen his compatriots who starved to death, and no one has ever seen a passerby who could not be pulled out and was suffocated to death in the deserted years. No one can guarantee whether the next dead person is himself, but as long as he can invade the Han and Tang dynasties, he can have the most fertile soil in the world and be able to live.

Launching a war is not a political trick of the power-making figure of the people in the Western Xinjiang country, but a common wish and choice of all the people. Maybe they don’t say it, not because they don’t want it, but because they don’t have this concept and consciousness in their hearts. They don’t know that invasion can improve their lives. People who go to the battlefield will bring their own experiences and hears back to their hometowns, so that everyone in their hometowns will know that war is the way to rescue them. This is also one of the reasons why the people in the Western Xinjiang are not afraid of death on the battlefield.

What can the people of the Han and Tang dynasties do? From beginning to end, they just farm or do business, doing their own things, and never planning to attack other countries, nor do they murder others. They were inexplicably chopped and killed by others with iron hooves and scimitars of war horses, and their families were stolen, and women were bullied.

Faced with unrestrained disasters, if you don’t resist, you will die. They must also stand up to protect their wives and children, protect the family and the elderly, and protect all the Han and Tang compatriots behind them who were immersed in fear. Who is wrong? Everyone just wants to survive. No one likes war, and no one wants to die in a foreign country, but they have no choice.

"Hahaha, naive. Do you think we have never tried it? The so-called mutual communication is just to live by the charity of others. The reliefs from the Han and Tang dynasties every year are only so small, which is far from enough to make us live. However, the gold and stones that the Han and Tang dynasties took from us far exceeded the amount of food. Do you think I will trust you again?" Kochaerqin seemed to be not facing a situation of life and death, but was negotiating with the ambassadors sent by the Han and Tang dynasties.

Kochaerqin's words are not unreasonable. If we can choose to solve this problem in a peaceful way, who would be willing to sacrifice the interests and development of the country to start a war? What can even be understood by a small general? How could Kochaerqin and Ji Xiu, a king and an emperor, not understand?

But Yun Zangfeng still has many questions that he doesn't understand, so he must ask: "Yes. I admit that the food obtained by the exchange is not enough to make all the people of Xijiang Country eat and wear well, but have you ever thought about what kind of situation the Xijiang Country will fall into if the war fails?"

"What situation? Will it be more difficult than before? Do you know how many people will die in war every year? At least nearly 30% of the population in Xijiang will be killed? Do you know what this means? It means you need to eat every year

The number of people who eat is reduced by 30%. In a family, women and children do not eat much, but young and middle-aged people are the main force in consuming food. The number of people who die can save as much food as they die." These words came from Kochaerqin's mouth, making him blush, tears in his eyes, and even hysterical.

Everyone couldn't believe their ears when they heard these words. Yun Zangfeng's hands were trembling slightly, and his lips began to tremble. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to speak.

Many things have been understood, why the war between the Western Xinjiang Kingdom and the Han and Tang dynasties has been fought again and again, year after year, even if a truce agreement was signed, it has no effect. Everything has been understood. In the eyes of Kochaerqin or the previous king, the civilians in Western Xinjiang are just machines and have never been regarded as humans. After using them, they are just wasteful food.

How could there be such a cruel and insensitive king in the world? Yun Zangfeng really couldn't figure it out. But Yun Zangfeng thought again and again, what should he do if he was Kochaerqin? The people below opened their mouths to beg for food, but they couldn't grow out of the ground, and they couldn't change it. Every day, many people urged him to kill, let alone beat and scold him. What should he do?

Yun Zangfeng couldn't think of any way. He thought that this would make him understand Kochaerqin's mood, but he still couldn't forgive Kochaerqin in his heart.

Kochaerqin sat down on the ground and said, "I admit that I was blinded by power. I planned civil strife and usurped the throne and seized power. I thought I could do better than that bad old man. But I was wrong. I haven't had a good sleep for so many years. The biggest problem in Western Xinjiang is the food problem. No one can escape this curse."

"Half a year ago, I recruited a group of slaves, and about 3,000 people went to reclaim a wasteland. I promised them that as long as food grew on this land, I would make them civilians. These slaves were very smart and began to grow some buds on the ground. One month before the end of the year gave us a small harvest, so that the surplus grain was allocated as military supplies."

This time is the time when Yun Zangfeng and his team entered the territory of Xijiang. No wonder they can sometimes see the team transporting food and grass during the time they enter and exit.

Kochaerqin recalled the past like an old man. He was standing beside him with his enemies, but no one took action. He just listened to the king's words. Kochaerqin said: "The food for war is picked out from the mouths of princes and ministers. No matter how difficult it is, I have never taken the food from the hands of the people. I know they are difficult, but who knows that the king is also difficult."

"The Western Xinjiang Kingdom is different from the Han and Tang dynasties. It mainly uses nomadic lifestyle, which does not require too much labor as the basis. Therefore, the role of young and middle-aged people in the Western Kingdom is not as good as that of the Han and Tang dynasties, but a huge drag. After I ascended the throne, I began to think about how to make everyone have enough food. In the end, I made the same choice as that unlucky old man, that is, to launch a war with the Han and Tang dynasties. Sure enough, once the war begins, the court will starve and the people will be fine."

Going further back, Kochaerqin whispered, and finally kept silent. Yun Zangfeng and Hu Li all the time felt like they were holding their breath until Kochaerqin stopped talking, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Go to do it." Kozarqin said to Yun Zangfeng and the Lion King as if he had accepted his fate. After revealing the words in his heart, his desire for power gradually faded, and there were still many things that could not be said were buried.

Hiding in his heart, he asked himself, "As he ascended to the king, is this kind of life really what he wants?"

Over the years, I have enjoyed the glory in front of others, but I didn’t know that he was just a puppet of the monster. He was like a puppet, and he had to do whatever he was asked to do. He didn’t know when he had become accustomed to such a life. No matter how much resentment he felt in his heart or even the idea of ​​burning his jades, he would be broken by a word. If he continued to do it according to other people’s instructions, he was already tired. You must know that Kochaerqin was once a young man in a furious clothes.

As soon as the aura dissipated, the immortal Kochaerqin suddenly grew much older. In Yun Zangfeng's eyes, this middle-aged man who was originally very arrogant suddenly had some gray hair. When he turned around, he realized that time had passed and the young man was old.

Yun Zangfeng did not take action, and Xiaohu did not take action, but the Lion King lifted up the bone-cutting knife in his hand. Kochaerqin looked at this once extremely loyal subordinate, and there was no blame in his eyes. He could only sigh how similar the Lion King was to him, so young, so courageous, and never admit defeat, just like him in the past.

The bone-cutting knife was powerful and as fast as the wind. Kochaerqin knew how heavy the lion king's hand was, so he closed his eyes to welcome his death. However, the death in his imagination did not come, but the sound of metal and iron fighting sounded. When he opened his eyes, Kochaerqin found that Yun Zangfeng was actually blocking his body with a long knife in his hand.

"Why do you want to save me?" Kochaerqin asked in confusion.

The Lion King's eyes were also very surprised. Not only was he doubting Yun Zangfeng's sudden move, but he didn't know where the long sword in Yun Zangfeng's hand came out. However, there were enough strange things he saw today, and it was okay to have one more. The Lion King quickly reacted and increased the strength in his hand. However, Yun Zangfeng was like a mountain. No matter how powerful the Lion King was, he couldn't move at all.

"Lion King, wait, I have something to ask him. When I finish asking, it's all your business to kill and cut. I will never participate." Yun Zangfeng said to the Lion King.

Hearing Yun Zangfeng say this, the Lion King was still wondering why he obeyed Yun Zangfeng, and then he heard Yun Zangfeng say: "There are three people here now. No matter how high your skills are, you may not be our opponent. And with me, you will definitely not be able to kill him. It is better to cooperate with me and get what you need."

The Lion King then put away his knife and stood aside, snorted coldly, and stopped talking.

Yun Zangfeng thanked him, turned his head and said to Kochaerqin, "I'll ask you a few questions, can you answer me?"

Kozarqin said: "Since I am a dying person, please ask if you have any questions. Maybe there is the answer you want, but whether I will say it depends on whether you have thought of it. If you don't think of it, I will not kindly tell you what I know."

Yun Zangfeng nodded and asked, "The first thing is, why did you rush us all to come here? I don't believe there is no special reason for such a ritualistic behavior."

Kochaerqin suddenly remembered something and said with a smile: "There is indeed a special reason. Your name is Yun Zangfeng, right? Do you know what the name of this mountain is? Let me tell you that this mountain is called Tulongpo. It originally had no name, just because a person died here once, and that person's name is Yun Rulong."
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