On the way back to the camp in the middle of the mountain, the depression of Gonzas, who was stuffed in the rear, naturally did not need to be detailed, although the night battle was easy to say, and there was no chasing soldier behind in the end, but if you really thought it was so simple, it would be arrogant and proud.

The surface of the battle all night looks relaxed, but in fact it is no weaker than dancing on the blade. There is no instant communication equipment, completely relying on tacit understanding and the ability of the warriors to complete this kind of coordinated operation, a little carelessness will cause everyone in the city to be surrounded by the defenders because of the problem of battle timing, of course, maybe Lao Luo can break through with weapons that the Turkmen are not familiar with such as oil cans, but the expansion of battle damage will be doomed, as for whether the rescue can be successful, it can only depend on luck.

After crossing the Hari River, Lao Luo, who didn't have to worry about chasing soldiers, was in the mood to sort out his thoughts. Population is always the key to limiting forces, and even in the east, it takes time to straighten out the context when you have a piece of land in your hands. So don't expect the possibility of an expansion of the army for at least three years.

The strategy of elite soldiers is the most suitable for the current situation, to deal with the indigenous army of this era, Lao Luo calculated the combat strength and quality of his subordinates, according to the quality standards of later generations of soldiers, physical strength, intelligence, will, tactical skills, weapons and equipment and other aspects on average, one to ten combat power is not to say, one to six or one to seven is still possible.

At night, Lao Luo carefully observed the performance of the Turkmen in battle, there may be good combat power among them, but most of them only rely on the courage of blood to fight, the weapons are not systematic enough, and the tactical coordination is also very rude, as for the team commander, needless to say, the will is also very average, such a level can only be said to be a rabble.

Of course, the elite soldiers who fought on the west bank of the tributary of the Hari River before were much stronger than here, if it wasn't for the careless sneak attack, Lao Luo believed that it was himself who was tired of fighting fires everywhere passively.

That's the benefit of taking the initiative.

When the news of Herat spreads, it is estimated that the emir of Mahmoud in Ghaznavid, far south of Ghaznavid, will have a great headache.

If nothing goes wrong, there is no need to worry about the Turkmen in the short term.

It was about 60 kilometres from the city of Herat to the valley camp that Lao Luo had placed on the north bank of the Hari River, and it was almost 10 a.m. when the whole group of evacuees arrived at the camp.

The autumn sun always feels very warm on people's bodies, far from the fierceness of summer, the green grass in the valley camp has withered a little, and many leisurely grazing horses are startled by the sound of the new horses' hooves, and they have raised their heads to look at the approaching kind.

The rescued Han Chinese or white people rarely had the opportunity to ride war horses, and they carefully climbed off their horses and then sat down on the grass -- with their physical strength and skills, it was not easy to run dozens of kilometers on horseback without falling, and many of them tied themselves to horses.

People who feel that they are no longer slaves sit on the grass and their emotions are a little out of control, some cry bitterly, some laugh wildly, and some are silent...... Some of the younger children stood in the middle of the adults with different expressions, a little overwhelmed.

Coming down from the back of the black cloud, Lao Luo stood on a high place, looking at this scene with a scrutinizing eye, are the people who have become slaves pitiful? Of course, but it does not become a reason to accept them into the main camp unconditionally, as the saying goes, poor people must have something to hate, and Lao Luo never doubted this truth.

This era is a great period of essential turning point in the civilization of the Han people, and only God knows how many ups and downs these people who have been reduced to slavery, and only God knows what their mental nature is, and everything still needs time to test.

"Alki, is there any song in the camp right now?" Lao Luo turned his head to look at the captain of the pro-soldier who had just stopped standing behind him.

"General, Lord, Gonzhas summoned a capital of warriors to sweep the tail, and the rest of the men have withdrawn." Alki has been by Lao Luo's side for a long time, and naturally knows best what his master needs.

"Well, you go and choose a careful Qu Chang, let him take people and that Yan Songming together, register all the rescued people, the requirements must be the truth, and those who tell lies will be driven out directly, and let them fend for themselves." It's not difficult to coordinate the work, the key is to be careful, Lao Luo is only responsible for formulating a standard rule, and it is not difficult for him.

"Yes, Lord!" Olki turned to leave.

"Wait!" Lao Luo hurriedly stopped him, this matter is more troublesome, he hasn't finished explaining it yet, "I see that there are a lot of people from Europa inside, and they are also asking for the same thing, requiring them to learn Chinese." If you don't want to follow to the East, you will be expelled as well! ”

"Yes!" Alki followed Nurralman's example and took out a notebook to record it.

"After registering the list, arrange for everyone to go to the north side of the water to bathe, especially the hair, must be washed, if there are bugs on the body or something, they are not allowed to enter the camp." The people rescued were in poor physical condition and hygiene, and Lao Luo didn't want to affect his soldiers because of any epidemic. A short distance to the north of the camp was a tributary of the Hari River, where every time the warriors bathed or bathed the horses.

"Understood, documented."

"Well, don't bring their old clothes and the like into the camp, pile them up together and burn them, and order the logistics side to distribute the last captured things to everyone...... So, a set of clothes, a blanket, a rucksack, a water bladder, and a set of utensils for each person. "Old clothes have to be thrown away, because there are likely to be lice and fleas and other parasites on them, and as for the clothes that were handed out, they are all seized last time, and they definitely don't fit, but at this time they are not so particular.

“……”

"Also, when we registered, we asked the people of the Judge Advocate General's Office to keep an eye on us, explain to everyone our rules, and drive away those who did not want to obey them. Also, I see that there are many women in the middle, and they are asked to choose a person who is in charge of the affairs themselves! Orphans without parents are taken in alone, and those who are too young will be arranged in the children's camp in the future! "Don't expect more than 3,000 people to be honest and honest, women are the same, both rules and reason are the best way to manage.

"Yes, Lord!"

"Alright, that's all. When you go to make an announcement, call Alker to come to me. "The task of accepting newcomers is explained, Lao Luo is missing a lot of things, but fortunately, his manpower is gradually sufficient, and many trivial things no longer need him to do it himself.

After a while, when Lao Luo put some grain and cloth harvested at night into the warehouse cave, Alke came to find him.

"General, are you looking for me?" The white circles under his eyes stood straight and gave Lao Luo a chest military salute.

"What about the battle casualties at night?" Lao Luo didn't ask about the results of the battle, this doesn't need to be said at all, the guys in the scout camp are all sharp-eyed and fast-legged good hands, and there is no need to mention killing enemies and the like, the only thing to worry about is that some bastards are too bold and are besieged.

"It's not bad, no one died, just a dozen unlucky guys were wounded by arrows." Alke said it very easily, indeed, with the trauma treatment method provided by Lao Luo, no one took the arrow wound in the ordinary position seriously.

"Well, that's good, I'll give you a mission, find a few guys who didn't participate in the battle at night to keep an eye on the movements on Herat's side, and see how the results of last night's battle were." Lao Luo didn't really care how many people he killed at night, he was worried that a shrewd person would come out among the troublemakers to play a mourning army and win, and it would be troublesome.

"Yes, Lord! I'll send somebody! "It's not a difficult task, at least now that Herat, which is in chaos, it's easy to get into," Alke promised.

"Get me Dou Zucheng, Yang Jing and Frome!" Old Luo shouted at Alke who was leaving.

Alke, who was in a hurry to send the mission, casually answered and went away.

The military system is not yet complete, and it is said that the officers who have completed the military orders should report to the commander-in-chief as soon as they return, and then the clerk must verify the process of the battle and determine the military merits of each person or group. It's a pity that Lao Luo, who lacks the right talent, can't get this at all, and the combat thing is commanded by some good hands who are good at killing, but the civilian work in the army can only be driven by himself as a duck on the shelf, counting on a group of guys who are good at wielding knives and fists to do civilian writing, it is better to catch a few spiders and crawl around, at least don't think about wasting expensive paper.

The three men in charge of the six camps came quickly, and after a round of etiquette, the three troublemakers began to describe the battle of the previous evening.

These guys described how to use bad water in the tribal barracks to vent drugs, set fires, sow discord and other processes, which made Lao Luo a little crying and laughing, and really didn't find that he still had a lot of talents under him.

This is true not only of Dou Zucheng and Yang Jing from the Tang Dynasty, but also of Fromm from the Iberian Peninsula. In the end, Lao Luo, who was impatient to listen to them, blasted them all out, and then punished everyone to write a post-war summary report of at least 1,000 words, and those who couldn't finish it were not allowed to participate in the next battle. Of course, there are still military merits, and they will be rewarded together after they go to the East.

The three dejected people left Lao Luo's office cave with half tears and half laughter, and went back to find paper and pen to write.

Lao Luo had time to summarize the chaotic battle in Herat at night.

In general, without a strong figure, it is difficult for the hearts of Herat to gather in a short period of time.

More than half of the grain stored in the city of Herat was collected by Lao Luo, the big merchants were wiped out by a full seventeen, and the city lord's defense equipment depot was collected by Lao Luo. It's just that Mahmoud is still busy attacking the Ganges valley, does he have that surplus food to supply the north?

Even with the food, five of the leaders of the six camps died, except for the head of the Abuli tribe who was spared, and the head of the Hakmu tribe. Hutur was burned to death in the city, and the leaders of the rest of the tribes were killed by the three troublemakers who sent people to shoot them with cold arrows, and these tens of thousands of people (less than 60,000 after the infighting) were intriguing with each other, how to integrate?

Lao Luo, who put down his mood, went to take a bath and prepared to eat and rest.