From midsummer to autumn, the grass in the early morning is already full of cold dew, and even if the sun rises three feet high, there is still a lot of dew that can wet people's trouser legs and robes.

In the distance, a gray-black smoke rose from the distance, and the herdsmen looked nervously at it, for the last few days of great war had made little Syrvan a hell on earth, and the place where the rebels passed was like being ravaged by swarms of locusts, whether they were victorious or defeated.

Until the end of the war, the vicious battle between the two sides came to an end for the time being, as the Tang soldiers sent people everywhere to preach what autumn was not guilty, encourage the herdsmen to return to the grassland, and will give some compensation to the herdsmen who suffered losses during the war, all kinds of strategies were implemented, and some of the bold ones quietly slipped back.

Sure enough, all the promises of the Tang people were fulfilled without exception, so that more and more herders returned to Sylvan with their families and their livestock.

They do not have the Han people's complex for their homeland, they have always lived in pursuit of water and grass, and the reason why they can't give up the grassland near Sirfan is because at this time of year it is the most fertile place for water and grass within a radius of 100 miles.

The only thing that made them feel uneasy was that the Tang people burned corpses almost every day, and a large number of soldiers were killed and wounded in this vicious battle, regardless of whether the Tang people or the big cannibals, because it was still the height of summer, and if the corpses were not disposed of, most of the day's work would be black and stinky.

The people of the steppes were herdsmen and warriors, and they were never in the habit of disposing of corpses, and generally let them rot, let the beasts and vultures peck at them, or simply set up camp for grazing in another place, and then come back when they were rotten and clean the next year.

However, the way the Tang people disposed of corpses really disturbed them, and the horrific thing of burning corpses sounded like only people from hell would do it.

However, the Tang people were very friendly to the herdsmen, and although they were wary, they still took a wait-and-see attitude, and as long as their cattle, sheep, livestock, women and children were not robbed, they would not see them.

However, the smoke from the daily burning of corpses filled the area within a radius of tens of miles, and emitted a strong stench of burning, which caused even cattle, sheep and livestock to feel strongly uneasy.

Many herders are complaining about when the dreaded smoke will clear.

But no matter what, the expectation of the future has finally overshadowed this haze in my heart.

The soldiers sent by the Tang people were distributing iron tools again, which was the rarest thing on the grassland, and it was robbed by other families when they went late, after all, the tools distributed could not meet everyone's requirements.

The young herdsman, Ashley, put away his dissatisfaction and worries, stepped onto the young and sturdy wild horse he had just tamed, and with a gentle urging, the horse flew away.

It was originally a place where the herdsmen used to gather together to trade goods and skins, but now the Tang soldiers built several wooden huts to store tools, and the iron tools that made the herdsmen's eyes turn green were brought into the wooden houses from the city of Sylvan and moved out the next day for distribution.

Ashley's movements were still slow, and he was blocked by the people on the inner and outer three floors, hurriedly tied his horse, and plunged into the crowd.

The herdsmen shouted loudly, for fear that they would slow down and not even see the shadow of the iron tools.

Today, some herders who have come from the meadows farther away also want to get some iron tools back, but they are afraid that they will spend a lot of money.

"How many dinars do the Tang people's iron tools cost, and is it more expensive than what the Persians sell?"

A local herdsman looked at this new face with disdain and said disdainfully:

"You people in Shanbei have all got into the money bags, and the iron tools distributed by the Tang people here are all free, no money, no money, no dinar!"

Ashley didn't bother to pay attention to these people, because he came late yesterday, he didn't get a single iron tool, and he couldn't miss it today, who knew that the Tang people would be here for a few days.

However, there are a lot of people from Shanbei who came this time, all of them are strong and strong, and Ashley said that he couldn't squeeze in anything.

Crowded in the crowd until the sun was setting in the west, and there was still a sea of people in front of him, Ashley saw that there was no hope for today, so he wanted to go back and take care of his flock.

Who knew that when he stepped on a high bulge under his feet, his body almost lost his balance, and when he looked down, it was an iron pot.

The iron pot was actually upside down in the crowd like the sea.

How could Ashley let go of this opportunity, bent down and bowed his head, picked up the iron pot and ran outside.

Seeing that he was about to get out of the checkpoint set up by the Tang people, his shoulder was suddenly pulled from behind.

"You return my iron pot, don't go!"

Listening to the accent of the speaker, it is Shanbei people, Ashley doesn't pay attention to it at all, these Shanbei people don't have the luck to squeeze in, but now they come to pick up their own cheapness.

But he couldn't go, and seven or eight herdsmen from the north of the mountain surrounded Ashley in a strong circle.

Seeing that a vicious fight was about to be made, the young and vigorous Ashley was not afraid, and pounced on the herdsman in front of him with an iron pot, and in the blink of an eye, the people were entangled together.

But after all, the tiger is difficult to defeat the wolves, not to mention that Ashley is not a tiger, nor a lion, just an adult herding man, and soon he was pressed by several people and beaten violently, but he just grabbed the iron pot and did not let go.

At this moment, a herdsman had a fierce look in his eyes and drew a short knife hanging from his waist.......

Suddenly, a sharp and rapid whistle sounded and several people were stunned for a moment.

Anyone who has been here knows that the soldiers in charge of patrolling and policing each have an iron whistle on their chests, and when they encounter an emergency, they blow it vigorously, and then a group of soldiers will soon come to deal with it.

The Tang people punished the herdsmen who gathered to fight, and several Shanbei people should have heard of it, so they all stopped.

Ge Hongye looked at the Sogdians in front of him angrily, and several herdsmen teamed up to fight one, just to grab an iron pot.

Iron pots were an ordinary thing in the Tang Dynasty, but they didn't expect it to become a sought-after item here, and many people fought for it, and even killed people.

The situation is clear at a glance, the dominant group is relying on the strength of the crowd and intends to rob the lone herdsman, so Ge Hongye does not even intend to interrogate, and directly orders people to disperse those herdsmen who are bullying people.

But those people cried out for grievances, and a strong man pointed to the sky and said that the iron pot was received by them, and that it was robbed by the herdsmen on the ground.

Ge Hongye smiled and asked:

"The iron tools issued by the material department have vouchers, and yours are for me to see!"

I thought that the man's lie would be exposed immediately, but who knew that the man actually took out a slip from the skin on his waist that was stamped with the Great Seal of the Shenwu Army, and the Sogdians would definitely not be able to make a fake.

Ge Hongye's eyes lit up, and he turned his head to look at Ashley lying on the ground!