"Don't advocate extravagance and waste, General Zhang still takes out so much wine and meat for these Hu people to eat?" Mueller nodded.

"General Müller would not have been unaware of the number of casualties that would have been lost in the final victory if this war had been fought by us. Now it only takes such a small amount of materials for them to buy them to work for us, which is very cost-effective, how can it be regarded as a luxury and waste? Zhang Juntai said with a smile.

Looking at the noisy and chaotic naturalized military camp not far away, and then at the Western Regions military camp not far away, Mueller also shook his head helplessly in comparison. Compared with the chaos and disorder of the naturalized army, the orderliness in the Western Regions military camp is obviously more comfortable. Tong Lu Lin Mueller took a sip of the tea in front of him, and then put it back on the table with a frown.

"General Mueller can't get used to drinking?" Zhang Juntai said with a smile.

"Don't blame the general, the contemptible people have lived in the Western Regions for decades, and the taste can't be changed, and this bitter tea is really not used to drinking." Mueller said with a wry smile and shook his head.

"General Namuller try this." Zhang Juntai whispered a few words to the sergeant next to him, and then the sergeant brought a few clay vases with thin necks and big bellies.

Zhang Juntai picked up a clay bottle, very casually bit the cork that was plugging the mouth of the bottle with his mouth, and pulled it out vigorously. Then Zhang Juntai took the tea cup in front of Mueller, poured the tea on the ground on the side, poured the milky brown liquid in the clay bottle into the cup, and then emptied the tea in front of him, poured a cup in it, and then put the clay bottle on the table, and drank the milk tea in the cup first, before reaching out and signaling Mueller to say:

"General Muller, try the special drink that my housekeeper has prepared for his friends on the prairie." Zhang Juntai said.

Muller looked at the unknown liquid in front of him that looked very similar to the buttermilk of the grassland, and watched Zhang Juntai try this liquid for himself at risk to prove that it was not toxic, so he also took a sip of the cup in front of him with a trace of curiosity, which was the taste of buttermilk, mixed with a trace of the bitterness of the tea that the Han people always drink, or the salty taste that the grassland people love the most, and nodded and said:

"Could it be that the manager is also a steppe man? Or someone who is very familiar with the grasslands? ”

General Mueller said with a smile, the governor of Freedom grew up in the Central Plains, and he had been serving under Xue Ju before serving as the governor of the Western Regions, and he had never been in contact with things outside the Saiwai. Later, even if he served as the governor of the Western Regions, he was bound by official affairs and never stepped into the grassland. However, the General Assessment Department has never paid attention to race and origin. Zhang Juntai said with a smile.

Mueller bowed his head and said nothing, then picked up the milk tea on the table and drank it.

Seeing that Mueller did not immediately refuse, Zhang Juntai took a step forward and said: "And after the general manager has laid down the vast grassland, it is natural that a large number of people are needed to stabilize the place, whether it is the army or officials, if General Mueller is willing to join our army sincerely, the future is limitless." ”

"But so far, I have only seen the stalemate between your army and the Turks, and I have not seen the key to your army's victory. General Zhang would never say that just because one motley army defeated another motley army can be called evidence of defeating the Turks, right? Mueller said with a smile as he filled himself with a cup of milk tea.

"Naturally, I won't tell General Mueller that this is proof that we can defeat the Turks, but what I tell General first is that no matter who wins or loses, the nomadic tribes on the steppe who do not submit to the king will completely lose the ability to confront the Central Plains Dynasty or the surrounding regimes. Look at the naturalized soldiers. Zhang Juntai said and pointed to the Naturalized Army not far away, at this time, there were already many people in the Naturalized Army who were overdrunk, drunk, and some people beat each other, anyway, it is a normal thing on the grassland, Zhang Juntai and Mueller will not stop this matter, besides, whether these soldiers can survive until tomorrow depends on the movements of the Turks, there is no need to spend so much effort to take care of them.

"If you look at the naturalized army, they are all composed of young people from various tribes who are unwilling to submit to the king. And these young men are basically all the young men in the tribe, anyway, for them, the tribe is under our control, and no one will attack their families. But these young men must die on the way to conquer the steppe, they will never return to their homeland alive, since they joined the army, they are to consume the living force of the Turks. General Muller is also a steppe man, so he probably doesn't know what it means for a tribe to lose all its youth, right? ”

"It means that this tribe has completely lost its ability to resist in the face of other tribes on the grassland, and can only choose to be swallowed up and enslaved alive by other tribes, in short, the end is extremely tragic." Mueller said without hesitation, after all, the declining Rouran tribe had already experienced all this.

"Yes, so they can't lose, once defeated, the tribe behind them will be exposed to the brutal minions of the enemy, and they can only fight desperately to win the victory. There is only one benefit brought by this, that is, a large number of steppe people continue to fill their lives into the bottomless pit of this war, whether it is a fatal blow to the steppe people or the Turks, the nomads are different from the farming peoples of the Central Plains, and it will take a long time to recover the lack of young and strong population due to the war, and we only need two or three large-scale wars of attrition to drag down the Turks to take advantage of this advantage. Zhang Juntai said with a full face, as if the countless human lives in his mouth were just as light as a straw.

"That's why you formed this naturalized army? As far as I know, you Han people have always valued honor, and it won't be good for Mr. Li to spread this kind of thing? Mueller is also a person who has seen strong winds and waves, so naturally he will not be cared about by the threat implied in Zhang Juntai's words.

"This is simpler, we Han people in addition to paying attention to honor, but there is also a saying that the righteous help more and the unrighteous help less. Therefore, these naturalized army is just our official name for him, but we will only interpret this army to the outside world as a steppe mercenary army willing to help the Celestial Empire army. Everything that the mercenaries do is of their own volition, and we do not have direct command over the mercenaries. How can an army that we cannot do to influence the direction of movement can attribute these sins to us? It's just a habit on the prairie. Zhang Juntai said with a laugh.

"Then aren't you afraid that I will tell you about it?" Mueller also said with a smile.

"Of course not." Zhang Juntai said without hesitation.

(End of chapter)