Taking He Bolao City lightly is of course an unexpected joy, and even Liu Ji, the initiator, did not expect this result.

At the beginning, he just wanted to create some chaos in the city, so as to mobilize Xi Dongzan's soldiers and horses, but he didn't expect that what Kang Laosi brought him was a big gift.

It's not the 21st century now, in this land, a settlement like He Bo Lao City is the most concentrated in the entire Da Bolu area, and the rest of the place, at most, is a small village, the population decides everything, and taking He Bo Lao City is equivalent to taking the Da Bolu, how is this not a big gift?

Of course, a fire burned the city to the ground and left more than 10,000 people homeless, which is not something that Liu Ji can control, after all, this is a war, and in a war, it is always ordinary people who suffer the most.

Of course, Choji Gyaltsen understood that the fire could not have been set by the Tibetans, but they wanted to attack themselves, but it was real, and at this time a severed arm was wrapped in cloth, and the wound was still aching, all of which reminded him of what the Tibetans had done.

"You're the chief of the city?"

Feng Changqing sat in the big tent and looked at him with a solemn expression, which made Choji Gyaltsen's heart sink, and he involuntarily bent down and touched his chest with the only good hand he had.

"Honorable Tang Shangguan, the servant is willing to obey your orders." His Chinese stumbled and could only hear a general meaning.

Feng Changqing nodded: "If you admire the Heavenly Empire, you can still be saved, you helped the Tubo people before and stopped my army, but now you have woken up, this official will truthfully play the court, and ask that you no longer be held accountable." ”

"Thank you for the mercy of the officials, and the servants will definitely follow to the end in the future and swear to serve their lives." Chokyi Gyaltsen was even more humble, and the few leaders who came with him did not care that there was dirt under their feet, and almost their entire bodies were prostrate on the ground.

Feng Changqing snorted coldly from his heart, these wall grasses, whichever side is bigger, they will lean in whichever direction, if one day, the Tubo people come again, they are afraid that they will not even change the words, but their faces are more kind.

"It is not the mercy of the ruler, but the grace of the Son of Heaven."

"Yes, yes, the Heavenly Khan is like the sun on the snow-capped mountain, illuminating the heart of every Bolu person." Chokyi Gyaltsen raised his head and raised his intact arm, expressing his admiration like a song.

In the big tent, Feng Changqing and several generals watched the performances of these people, and they had to make a relieved expression on their faces, no matter how tired they were, they had to go through this cutscene, who let him have the name of appeasing Siyi in his title.

The border towns of the Tang Dynasty all have the title of Imperial Historian, and even more, there will be a high title such as the Imperial Historian, of course, not to let them speak out, but to have the power to deal with foreign affairs independently, simply put, war and peace, or to mediate disputes between two states, since today's son ascended the throne, this was originally not lightly awarded, and it has become a common practice, the reason is to encourage the opening of the border.

Finally, when they finished singing the praises of virtue, Feng Changqing's patience seemed to be running out, and he still had countless things to deal with compared to appeasing these natives.

"Chokyi Gyaltsen, how many people have you taken in now?"

Choji Gyaltsen turned around and briefly summed up with a few leaders, turned around and said: "Our army was defeated by the Tang Dynasty, and there are more than 1,000 people who fled here, and the rest are scattered in the villages and villages, we have sent people to gather, the number should not be too much, about 1,400 or 5." ”

"What about the people of the city?"

"There are still more than 18,000 people, they are now homeless, and some of them have not even grabbed food, and they still hope that Shangguan will help them and give them a way to live." Seeing that the other party did not answer immediately, Choji Gyaltsen added: "I and my people can be sent by the officials." ”

Feng Changqing didn't agree immediately, although he had some accumulated grain in his hands, but it was for the supply army, it had been burned to the ground, and it was definitely impossible to give food to the enemy, the more people meant the heavier the burden, but if he left it alone, he would lose the meaning of marching, and everything that happened here could not escape the eyes of the prison army, so he had to consider it carefully.

Choji Gyaltsen and his thousand men are dispensable for the army of the Tang people, at most, there is an additional group of leading parties who are familiar with the geographical environment, and they have nearly 20,000 mouths for this? Feng Tangqing didn't speak, just glanced at Duan Xiushi, who had been writing something on the paper, and only raised his head after a while.

"When our army set out from the city of Sindo, it only carried seven days' food with it, and when it arrived at Poyichuan and set up camp, it was all maintained by Changxingfang, if you add the people here, the daily needs will be at least seventy percent more, and our people alone cannot support it."

His words made Feng Changqing frown, this result is not surprising, Feng Changqing, who was originally from logistics, can come to the conclusion with just a little thought, now that he has become the coach, his identity is different, and some words cannot be said by himself.

"And what about what you see?"

Duan Xiushi stood up, arched his hand at him first, and then turned his head to face the Bolu people in the tent, who obviously understood his words, and they all had a worried face.

"Now there is no good way, according to the subordinates, the people have no home, lack of food and clothing, just rely on transporting food from behind, not to mention the time-consuming and laborious effort, it is not a long-term solution, rather than this, it is better to let them go to the Quy Nhon army, those who are willing to settle over there, the government will make arrangements, and if they are unwilling, wait until the war here is over, and then come back."

In fact, as soon as Duan Xiushi spoke, Feng Changqing understood what he wanted to say, and the ideas of the two could be said to coincide, and they were the only choice at present.

Feng Changqing was still noncommittal, and asked those Bolu people: "Choji Gyaltsen, do you think this method is not feasible?" ”

Several leaders discussed a few words in a low voice, but still replied by Choji Gyaltsen: "The kindness of the Tang Dynasty is the blessing of the people of Bolu, we are willing to do so, and we will arrange for them to go on the road immediately." ”

"Okay, okay." Feng Changqing stood up with both hands on the big case, showing an appreciative smile: "It's rare that you understand the righteousness, let us work together to drive the Tubo people out of this land, and never dare to come back." ”

In the tent, there was a sudden sound of flattery, a happy scene, only Duan Xiushi and the others knew in their hearts that by doing so, they were actually taking those Bolu people as hostages, otherwise how could they dare to use them with confidence, and of course they also saved the people.

The establishment of trust is never wishful thinking, and it is not only time but also blood and life that must be paid.

Of course, there is only one quickest catalyst, which has not changed since ancient times, and that is.

Benefit.