On the Gobi Desert, a group of herders sang songs that they couldn't understand.

Wu Qiong leaned on Fu Hongyan's back, looking in pain, while Fu Hongyan was stiff and at a loss, but she still turned her head and said in a low voice:

"You, how long will you have to hang out with me?"

"Ah... you grabbed so hard that I would have to say a little longer. You even asked me how long it would take, and do you have any conscience?"

Wu Qiong also said in a low voice, and the people around him thought they were both fond of each other when they saw them like this.

Fu Hongyan said with a blank expression:

"Can I blame me? You just say it's not the hilt, wouldn't it be fine?"

Although Fu Hongyan said this, she did not ask Wu Qiong to get up again.

I still had the feeling I had just left on my hand, and I just felt that I was so hot that I was like the hilt of a modao knife, and I was jumping...

"Ah, it's hard to just talk about such things."

Before Fu Hongyan could speak, she suddenly heard the shouts of the herdsmen around her. Wu Qiong stood up straight and looked forward, and saw tents appearing on the horizon, and groups of cattle and sheep wandering aimlessly on the grass.

There are flags and a huge totem placed in a very conspicuous position.

"Prince Sassanid's tent has arrived!"

A herder called Wu Qiong in Chinese, and then started shouting at the others in Hu language.

The other herdsmen were all excited and rushed towards the tent in the distance.

Wu Qiong's eyes lit up. Just as he was about to urge Fu Hongyan to take the opportunity to escape, he saw Fu Hongyan grab the reins and whisper:

"No, this herdsman is carrying us and we can't run fast. We still have to wait for my mount to rest and escape at night to be the safest."

After Fu Hongyan finished speaking, Wu Qiong could only go back in disappointment.

"Why are you placing me again?"

"Don't move, I'm tired, let me have a chance."

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Grassland men riding grassland horses, shouting and galloping on the grassland.

If the camp I had been to before was just a tent camp where thousands of people gathered, then Wu Qiong was now staying for the camp, which was really like a tent, a city where cattle, sheep and horses were fed.

Rows of tents are divided into areas, and in these areas, you can even see furnaces, iron-shot sounds, and places that are surrounded as markets. Cattle and sheep that you want to sell interchangeably are pulled over, as well as some tea, porcelain, etc.

Then the outermost circle is all tents where people live. The more noble the identity, the more inner the place you live.

In Wu Qiong's opinion, this is not where to fight, it is clearly a mobile city.

Moreover, the tent of this king is only two days away from Yumen Pass at most. Such a close distance shows how arrogant the Turks are. But the Turkic Khan has just lost the battle, so they should have received news, right?

Or is this Prince Sasanthesanite consciously has outstanding strength, so he doesn’t take Da Zhou seriously?

Wu Qiong didn't know either. After all, he had never even seen Prince Sasania, so he could only guess in his heart. After arriving in the camp, Wu Qiong and Fu Hongyan looked at each other again, and they couldn't speak nonsense, and they didn't know anything about the people around him.

For example, there was a nomadic aunt who came over with a big bag of things and chattered for a while. Wu Qiong was confused. Until the other party stuffed a piece of naan into his hand and gave another piece of jerky meat, Wu Qiong realized that the aunt was here to give them food.

Strictly speaking, they have joined Prince Sassan's tribe, and Wu Qiong has become a nomadic cavalry of the tribe. After all, they are in the war stage, so it is common to distribute some food to the newly joined soldiers.

Fu Hongyan also has a portion, but she doesn’t have jerky meat. Wu Qiong thought that she was the main force of output and was about to share her jerky meat with her, Fu Hongyan waved her hand and said:

"No need, eat, I'll go out for a walk and go back."

Before Wu Qiong could speak, Fu Hongyan had already stood up and left.

Wu Qiong knew that she probably went to investigate the location so that she could escape to the evening.

The tents they assigned were very close to the edge, so they were not difficult to escape. There was no wall on the prairie. While everyone was asleep, be careful and avoid patrols. They probably left in the dark.

Let Fu Hongyan's mount rest for most of the day and she should be able to run at night.

Not long after, Fu Hongyan came back, carrying a bag of things in her hand. Wu Qiong remembered that it was something Fu Hongyan placed on the saddle of the mount.

"Go into the tent."

Fu Hongyan said in a low voice, and Wu Qiong hurriedly sat up from the ground, patted her butt and walked into the tent.

This tent was also divided by the herdsmen. It was so pitiful that there was no need to think about candles and oil lamps. There was a small box in the entire tent, and a floor made of unknown materials was enough for the two of them to move.

Fu Hongyan sat directly on the bed. Wu Qiong originally wanted to sit on the box, but when she saw the box seemed quite fragile, she thought she was still sitting at the door and could block the door by the way, but unfortunately she slapped her butt in vain.

He saw Fu Hongyan take out two small bottles from it and said:

"This is the drug I often use when I walk around the world. Just sprinkle some on the cloth and cover it up on my nose, and the other party will faint quickly. I just looked at it. If I want to escape tonight, I may inevitably encounter the Hu people on patrol. Our horse is injured. You can't make too much noise tonight, and just get rid of it. Just leave quietly."

When Wu Qiong heard Fu Hongyan say this, she knew that she was indeed going to inquire about the information and checked the site in advance. However, he was a little confused and couldn't help asking:

"Miss Fu, you are traveling around the world. Every daughter brings this medicine and often uses it..."

"Is there any problem?"

"No, I don't mean that. I just want to ask, how do you make this formula for the drug? Can it be taught one or two? I have a friend who may be more interested."

"This is a sideways, so that your friends can take the right path more."

Fu Hongyan said casually, then handed one of the porcelain bottles to Wu Qiong, and then said:

"There are a lot of patrols, and you may need your help at night. Remember, just approach it quietly and cover it with your mouth and nose."

After Fu Hongyan finished speaking, Wu Qiong nodded and took the bottle. Although it was a pity that the other party was unwilling to hand over the formula, it was indeed not the time to care about the drug. If you want to escape at night at night, you have to participate in it yourself, which inevitably caused a moment of nervousness.

However, with Fu Hongyan next to her, I felt a little relieved.

They didn't have a concept of time in this camp. As for going out, they didn't know what they were doing. They might be caught and asked questions, so they just stayed in the tent.

Wu Qiong took out the silver bracelet in his arms, looked around and then took it back, thinking that when he passed by Lanzhou City and passed by Xujia Village in the future, he would find a man named Xu San and hand over his wife's relics to him.

If there was no war, this couple could have lived their own life happily. Men farmed and weaved, and had children, but now they are separated by yin and yang.

Fu Hongyan was on the side, staring at Wu Qiong at the silver bracelet, and said softly:

"This kind of thing is very common on the frontier. Every year, Hu people plunder the border, at least hundreds, and at most thousands of people will be kidnapped by them. The family will be destroyed and the wife will be separated. You can see it everywhere. You don't have to be too sad."

Wu Qiong sighed:

"Yes, it can be seen everywhere. If there is no accident, it will be like this for thousands of years in the future."

"Where is your thunderbolt? I heard you say that the thunderbolt is so powerful. I also said that your thunderbolt will be able to sing and dance in the future. It will take a thousand years for your development?"

Fu Hongyan frowned and leaned forward to ask questions. Wu Qiong put down the silver bracelet and explained patiently:

"If it can really develop, it won't be so. Once the basic science is accumulated, scientific education is vigorously promoted, and productivity is developed step by step, the first industrial revolution can be completed within two hundred years. With the first, the second time will be much faster. In fact, after the first is completed, nomads will not be our opponent. At that time, there will be various new weapons, most of which are mainly firearms. When chemical explosives are invented, the firearms can do even more. If everything goes well, you will see the nomads singing and dancing side within three hundred years."

"Although I don't understand very much, it will take three hundred years? It's still a little too long."

Fu Hongyan shook her head and Wu Qiong smiled bitterly:

"I also want to finish this journey in three years, but this is unrealistic. Even thirty years are all dreams. But if you want to put it carefully, nomads can sing and dance well, but it is not entirely because of gunpowder and other firearms. Of course, this is mainly just a part of it. The most important thing is that social productivity has increased, and the population can accommodate and support has increased. Without the pressure of life and death, who is willing to fight easily?"

After Wu Qiong finished speaking, looking at Fu Hongyan's confused expression, he knew whether Fu Hongyan understood it. Anyway, he had nothing to do at home. Wu Qiong simply talked to Fu Hongyan about the reflections and reasons summarized by modern people when they reviewed this history of blood and fire.

He had read a large number of papers before, and he talked about the reasons why nomads frequently fought foreign wars and why civil wars often occurred.

To put it bluntly, there are only so many people on the grassland. If nomads do not kill people without fighting, the population will rise wildly. When it reaches a certain level, some people will not be able to eat enough and survive, and the war will begin.

If the Central Plains regime is strong, they will turn into civil wars, internal friction, or start wars against other places, such as the Whip of God in the eyes of Europeans, or the Ottomans of the Turks who suddenly rose in Central Asia, all of which migrated from the north of ancient China.

As for why we migrate, is it still necessary to say?

This is why the Central Plains dynasty was unable to effectively control the grasslands all the time.

If you want to control the vast grassland, you must garrison troops, and garrison troops will need a large amount of food.

The grassland cannot be self-sufficient, so it has to be transported from the Central Plains. There are no railways, no airplanes, and it is even more impossible to have roads. There are only two legs of a human and four legs of a horse.

The road is long and the logistics cannot keep up. In addition, the loss may cause the person who transports the food to transport the food, so that the food should not be eaten almost the same.

If there is no way to garrison a large number of troops, then there are only a small number of troops. Therefore, during the Han and Tang dynasties, there were few Han people who were garrisoned by tens of thousands of Han people during the Han and Tang dynasties, which is why.

Even on the battlefields of the Western Regions, Han generals often brought coalitions of various ethnic groups to fight, such as Chen Tang, a famous Western Han general who said, "Those who violated me in Ming Dynasty will be punished even if they are far away." In the Tang Dynasty, Wang Xuance, a diplomatic civil servant in Zhongtianzhu, was destroyed by one person.

Wu Qiong's rise did not care whether Fu Hongyan could understand it, but continued to explain the contradiction between backward productivity and the necessary material and cultural needs of the people, as well as the subsequent impact of this contradiction.

If you want to solve this big problem and completely tame the nomadic peoples in the north, then in the final analysis, there is only one way - to develop productivity!

Only by vigorously developing productivity will the Central Plains become richer and more and more people can support them, and the more advanced the civilization will be, the stronger the control over the grassland will be.

At the same time, when controlling the grassland, we also need to find ways to improve the value of the grassland itself. For example, developing new agriculture, American corn and sweet potatoes are all suitable for planting on the grassland. Once ripening a year, it can feed people's belly.

Those sheep can shear wool and clothes made of wool are no worse than silk. Milk can be made into various foods instead of simply cooking the milk.

All of this requires convenient transportation to maximize economic profits. With economic profits, just working at home and grazing can support yourself and even live a good life.

The nomad's head was kicked by a donkey. Go to war with nothing to do?

The same thing is said, no one is willing to die easily, be able to live, and no one wants to die easily on the battlefield.

Wu Qiong talked freely and described a scene of prosperity that he had never imagined before in front of Fu Hongyan.

Something can take people to fly thousands of feet high; a person's life may not be facing the loess and facing the sky; he can have the opportunity to go to a wider world, from Chang'an to Jiangnan, it may only be an hour; those Great Walls are no longer a nomadic city wall, and ordinary people from all over the country can walk up here and look there; Han people and other ethnic groups, nomadic, and southern barbarians, are as close as a family...

It took Fu Hongyan a long time to sigh and said:
To be continued...