After a while, a signal came from all the tents, and Zhang Zhongjian ordered to light torches and check again to see if there were any fish that had slipped through the net.

"Roar!" Long! Zhang Zhongjian raised his knife to the sky and roared, this small half a year can make him extremely depressed, and today he finally let out a bad breath.

"Roar! Roar! Roar! The warriors roared with the same joy, and they were happy at the harvest, just as a man who is accustomed to being poor suddenly gets a fortune, and is naturally overjoyed.

Under the moonlight, the soldiers cleaned the battlefield with great interest, dug a big pit, and threw the corpses of the people of the Tatar tribe into it, although Zou Yu deliberately did not look at it, but he also knew that women, children, must not be left behind, even if he couldn't bear it, he was helpless, after all, from the standpoint, there was nothing wrong, once the news leaked out, it aroused the vigilance of other Tatar people, they would get together, and it would be difficult to do it next time, maybe it would be their own people who died, and they couldn't afford to raise prisoners at present.

"This damn world!" Zou Yu looked up to the sky and scolded.

"Huh! That's right, it's all the damn world. Zhang Zhongjian heard it, smiled, patted him on the shoulder and comforted.

"Xiao Yu, Uncle Zhang understands that you are soft-hearted, but you must know that this is a battlefield, either you die or I die, and you have to think more about your brothers, bring them out, and try to bring them back as much as possible." Zhang Zhongjian then persuaded him earnestly.

"Uncle Zhang, I understand, it's just that I have some resistance in my heart for a while." Zou Yu was depressed and a little sullen.

"In order to survive, barbarians will bring knives when they are a few years old, and the first gift a father gives to his son is often a knife, and the first thing he teaches is to ride a horse, I don't want to be negligent for a while, and collect your corpse." Zhang Zhongjian stared at Zou Yudao seriously.

"I see, thank you Uncle Zhang."

"Well, it's good to understand, go and arrange the guard, then rest early, and hurry back tomorrow morning." Zhang Zhongjian said that in order to train Zou Yu, the marching and vigil along the way were all arranged by him, Zhang Zhongjian just watched, and then reminded him that those places were not perfect.

After Zou Yu arranged the duty, he didn't go back to the tent, lying on the grass, looking up at the round moon in a daze, the sky was deep, and the full moon was like a disk. The night wind blows, and the stars in the sky twinkle like candles.

The moon is in the sky, and the night is like water. The night breeze is blowing and the coolness is bursting, reminding people that the land of Liaodong is about to enter the cold season.

"Let's think about yourself, how to spend this winter!" Zou Yu laughed to himself.

Early the next morning, the spoils were counted, and everyone was once again happy, seventy-five horses, thirty mares, and nine and a half foals; Twenty-eight buffaloes, ten calves, and three hundred sheep were fat.

For animals, Zou Yu took a look, and he didn't have much interest, but went to check the family property of the Ya people, fifty scimitars, a bunch of leather goods, ten bags of wheat are estimated to be only three or four hundred catties, and what excites Zou Yu the most is a few medicinal herbs.

"This family should be considered very rich." Zhang Zhongjian watched the soldiers dismantle the tents and load the supplies on the back of the oxen, and said with a smile on his face.

"Well, I can't imagine that there are so many war horses, cattle and sheep." Zou Yu carefully wrapped a few medicinal herbs in a clean cloth, put them away and put them in his arms.

Zhang Zhongjian didn't know much about medicinal materials, and he also believed that there must be a reason why Zou Yu put it away carefully, so he didn't care at all, but explained to him: "Nomads are not stupid, war horses and cattle are the most important materials they use to trade with the Central Plains, so they have a lot." ”

"This is bitter salt, you can't eat too much, otherwise you will be poisoned by salt." For a few yellow-white stones, Zhang Zhongjian said with a somewhat tangled frown.

"Is this salt?" Zou Yu raised his head and asked unexpectedly.

"Well, this is the bitter salt on the mountain, the animals will lick and eat, and the poor people will also spare some, when they don't have it, they can also use it, and every year there will be some people who eat it for a long time to be poisoned." Zhang Zhongjian explained.

"It turns out that this is cliff salt, and the poisoning should be heavy metal poisoning, and looking at this color, you know that the ingredients are very mixed." Zou Yu picked up a piece of cliff salt, looked at it and thought to himself, then stretched out his finger and dipped it, and sure enough, it was a little astringent and a little bitter.

"Uncle Zhang, we're rich!" Zou Yu stood up excitedly and said.

"yes, good results." Zhang Zhongjian replied as he looked at the supplies being packed.

"I'm not talking about that, I'm talking about this!" Zou Yu handed the cliff salt to Zhang Zhongjian and said.

"Xiao Yu, I said that we can't eat more, even if we don't have salt, we can't eat more, here, if we are poisoned by salt, we are basically waiting for death! The barbarians know that they can't eat too much. Zhang Zhongjian said solemnly.

"I know, I know, but Uncle Zhang, I have a way to extract salt from cliff salt, the kind that won't be poisoned." Zou Yu hurriedly explained.

"Really!" Zhang Zhongjian asked with wide eyes.

"Of course it's true, how could I possibly joke about such a thing." Zou Yu nodded and replied.

"That's great!" Zhang Zhongjian raised his hand excitedly, but this time his hand fell empty, and Zou Yu had already subconsciously taken a step back.

"Stinky boy!" Zhang Zhongjian glared at him, then his face changed and he continued: "The problem is that we don't know where to find cliff salt now!" ”

"It's okay, the people of the Ya tribe must know, don't kill them all at once, just ask." Zou Yu suggested.

"Well, that's all there is to it."

After the team was packed, they continued on their way, but this time with the war horses, the scouts could finally ride on their horses and look for targets everywhere, leaving fifty men to drive the sheep and lead the buffalo, and the remaining three hundred people continued to move quickly.

This time the luck is not bad, in the sky is not dark, I found the people of the Yan tribe again, this time it is just a big family, more than ten people composed of four or five young people, because there are war horses, Zhang Zhongjian did not wait for the dark, personally shot, one by one slashed off the horse.

Zhang Zhongjian stabbed backhanded, and a man of the Ya tribe shook it twice, planted on the back of the horse, and the last man on horseback was also kicked by him.

"Haha! Go and ask me where to go to the cliff salt. Zhang Zhongjian was in a good mood and ordered with a big smile.

"Yes!" A group of warriors received the order with a bang, and then pounced like wolves, arrested the people of the Ya tribe, and separated them into the tent.

The others were not idle, they all packed up the booty, disposed of the carcass, and six horses, five cows, and more than thirty sheep were in the account, and there was no reason to be unhappy, even if it was not much.