Shangfeng's order Wu Chang had to obey, and could only say depressedly: "Count you lucky!" ”

Mao Qi was also a little surprised, he didn't want to do such a cheeky thing, but for the sake of the conflict of interests, he could only put on a posture of a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water.

He thought that Qi Ren would argue with him, but he didn't expect to admit it so readily, but it was a good thing for him.

Since Qi Ren is so refreshing, he will naturally not let go of such an opportunity.

"Before, if we win against two, you and I can trade between the two clans, should we count at this time?"

Wu Chang snorted coldly and said, "How did we hear that if you win two games, you can only get the opportunity to meet my king?" ”

Mao Qi was speechless for a while, and could only say vaguely: "No matter what, anyway, we have already done what we agreed, so we will ask when the transaction will be carried out." ”

"It's not up to me to call the shots in this matter, I want to know the result, go back and wait!

Walk! Let's go back!

”

As he spoke, he ignored the angry Miao people, supported his injured companions, and returned to his camp.

"Noble man, we have disgraced the clan, please punish you!"

Several Miao warriors, after the Qi people left, immediately knelt at the feet of Mao Chi, looking extremely frightened.

Mao Chi glanced at them coldly, and subconsciously wanted to raise the axe in his hand and hack these wastes to death, but in the end he slowly put them down.

"A group of waste, after returning to the tribe, the food will be halved in the future, and only one slave is allowed to stay, get out!"

When a few people heard the words and saw that they had picked up a life, where did they dare to complain, and they repeatedly bowed to Xie Mao for his grace of not killing.

At dusk, the belated reinforcements did not have the slightest effect on the morale of the Qi army, although they were not coldly greeted by Heng Mei, but they did not have any courtesy.

Not even a single senior or senior member of the army came out to greet them, but just sent an ordinary soldier to arrange a battalion commander for them.

This indifferent attitude made the ten grenadiers very unhappy.

"Damn, this dog's cavalry has eyes on the top of their heads on weekdays, and we have traveled so far to support them, and we are not even willing to take out a piece of meat to eat with us, it really fucking makes people angry."

A dark-skinned man cursed and complained as he ate a bland meal.

The grenadier Wu Chang snorted coldly: "Let's eat, say that it's too much, they don't look down on us, it's their eyes that can only see the crotch so far, wait for us to throw the guy on the waist out, see if they pee their pants, and be so scared that they kneel down and call us grandpa!" ”

Wu Chang's words immediately made several people laugh, and their eyes flashed as if they were going to do something big.

At this time, in the big tent of the army, the arrival of reinforcements made everyone have a headache, these people did not dare to start a war with the Miao people, after discussion, they had to send someone to send the official document, and decided to temporarily agree to the Miao people's request, stabilize it and then talk about other things.

A few days later, Yang Hao received a battle report from the front line, and after hurriedly scanning it, he showed a thoughtful expression.

The Miao people wanted to trade with themselves, which surprised him a little, to be honest, he was a little disdainful of the barbarian tribes in this era.

Even if it is the Central Plains region with a relatively good degree of civilization, it is just so serious in his seriousness.

Diplomacy and trade are seriously only a dispensable option for him, and these scum have all kicked off after his policy of building walls and accumulating grain is completed.

He wants to liberate the people of ancient China, and theoretically as long as there are forces in this ancient land, they are all his enemies and the objects he wants to defeat.

Yang Hao wanted to directly refuse this meaningless request at first, but after thinking about it, he gave up this behavior.

Because he suddenly thought of the spices and vegetables in the south that were far more than those in the north, maybe these things were like weeds in the mountains in the eyes of those Miao people, and in Yang Hao's eyes, they were all things comparable to gold.

If these things can be obtained from these Miao people through this trade, it will greatly enrich the materials of the Qi country.

Even in the process, it was able to allow him to taste the tea that had been lost for generations to come.

After all, the Central Plains has not yet been reunified, and it is not known when the great goal of fighting to the south to liberate the whole of China will be accomplished.

Thinking of this, Yang Hao waved his pen and approved the Miao people's request to negotiate with him, but he also invisibly pretended to force it once, in order to show his noble status, he was not a small fish or shrimp could witness the face of the sky, and it was specially stipulated that the envoy who visited Qi must be a noble person among the Miao people.

After writing the official document and sending it to the ministry, Yang Hao continued to think about the development plan of the occupied area for more than a month in the study.

Youxin's territory is several times that of Qi itself, whether it is in his previous life or in this life, it is the first time he is in charge of such a huge territory, and everything has to start from scratch.

It is not easy to ensure that the hundreds of thousands of subjects in the territory of Nuoda are safe and secure in the era of such backward communication and transportation.

Yang Hao's first plan was to expand the army, and with a fairly sizable population to support, he planned to expand the size of the army to about 8,000 men by the fall.

And these 8,000 people are just soldiers, and he is also preparing to set up a logistics force of more than 2,000 people, these troops are not responsible for killing the enemy, but are specifically responsible for transporting grain and grass, and maintaining various military posts in the territory of Qi.

There are no waterways, and if you want to quickly deliver information in such a large territory, the post station system is an indispensable part.

When it came to the post station, Yang Hao not only remembered Comrade Li Zicheng, the courier brother of the Ming Dynasty who was laid off in his career in later generations, but he not only showed a playful smile.

He didn't know if in the future of this time and space, would there be people who thought that the courier brother would be laid off and set off a storm in the Central Plains, and Huaxia would sink because of this.

Yang Hao couldn't see how this time and space would develop in the future, so he could only muttered that his children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren.

If you want to be an emperor, you must have the consciousness of being an emperor, he knows very well that there is no dynasty of ten thousand generations, after the fall of the dynasty, the children of the royal family, compared with the ministers of the previous dynasty, may be extremely miserable, and the slightest carelessness is the severance of the bloodline, unless he selflessly restores the former public world, or establishes a so-called republican system.

But Yang Hao is not a saint, like the clansmen of China for thousands of years, they all hope to be able to glorify their ancestors and lay a foundation for their descendants, even if this is likely to be a chronic poison, a kind of fairness in time latitude left to the world in the long time of this eternal universe.

Yang Hao sighed, didn't think about this, plucked the beating candle with a piece of bamboo, and lay on the desk planning the unfinished reconstruction plan of the occupied area.