Sunrise and sunset, a calm day passed, the morning after that, there was no strong wind, the sun was shining, it was a rare good weather that could be called a beautiful day, Luo Kaixian's main camp school field, many guards began to clean and set up tables after training early in the morning, lay carpets and furs, and prepare meals, because this was the day to invite the leaders of the surrounding small tribes to gather.

In fact, while they were tidying up, the leaders of the small tribes had already reached the outskirts of the camp. It's just that their guards are not allowed to enter the main camp of the Chinese army, and can only stay in a camp on the periphery dedicated to entertaining visitors, which will also be a special area for entertaining merchants in the future.

Most of the tribes invited to come lived or were nomadic within one hundred and fifty miles around Lingzhou, and the number of their tribes was not large, and the largest tribe was only 5,000 people, including the old and young women and children, at least there were only more than 1,000 people, and it was only the population of a village.

Of course, their way of living was very different from that of the Han people who farmed, because after the death of the Tang Dynasty, the Hexi region was in turmoil for many years, and the population was seriously lost, not to mention the basic inheritance, and several of the poor tribes even caught yellow sheep and wild asses to herd for a living.

Luo Kai first looked at the written materials dictated by Alke, Nuralman was responsible for copying, which was a description of the general situation of each tribe, among which several of the heads of the tribes had come to visit, but he was busy with affairs before and had little time to spare, so he only met in a hurry, and had time to understand in detail in the future, through this meeting, he had to communicate and investigate carefully.

In the middle of the day, Alki walked in and said in a low voice: "General, the preparations for the school field have been prepared, and the heads of all departments have arrived, just wait for the general to arrive......"

Luo Kaixian Huo Ran got up, "Let's go, go and see!" Nuralman followed me on the record! ”

As soon as he spoke, he walked out, and the clerk named by him hurriedly grabbed Luo's bearskin and followed closely.

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The newly built area of the main general camp of the Chinese army is actually not small at all, surrounded by a one-person high log fence, in addition to the main house covering an area of hundreds of square meters where Luo Kaixian lived, there are 60 sets of wooden houses for the guards to live, although these wooden houses are slightly smaller, but each set is enough to accommodate ten people, in addition to the arsenal, the utility store, the stable, the guard tower, the shabu washroom, the restaurant and other ancillary houses, this is only the above-ground building, there are several cellars and warehouses underground, The most conspicuous thing is that there is a small school field of 50 acres.

Now the center of this small school field has been cleaned, more than 40 long cases are arranged horizontally and vertically into a phalanx, some seasonal melons and dried fruits are placed on several cases, and some animal skins are laid behind several cases for sitting and lying, and seven or eight bonfires have been set up in the open space on the east side of the phalanx of several cases, and the cattle and sheep that have been cooked in advance are being grilled by the flame to be golden in color and fragrant.

Under the leadership or escort of a group of guards, forty-three small clan chiefs with one or two retinues walked into this school field, these people are tall and short, but there are no fat people, in the gap between the Dangxiang, Khitan, Tibetan, and Uighur forces, they say that they want to attach to which one but lack the way, it is not an exaggeration to say that the future is precarious, because there may be a strong and powerful way to cross the border at any time - in the face of the sword soldiers, it is not reasonable.

Entering the Lingzhou camp, except for a few people who had been here, the rest were all shocked by the camp of Nuoda. Of course, it is not that the wooden wall can deter people, although these small clan leaders are few and weak, but how can they have seen some of the world, the wall of the wooden village is far inferior to the nearest Xingzhou wall, but it is not possible for ordinary people to build a complete camp within a radius of more than ten miles out of thin air in more than a month.

When I saw a group of majestic soldiers on the Lingzhou side, as well as tall alien warriors who were difficult to distinguish their bloodlines, these leaders were even more cowardly, there were people who understood the affairs of the military, and they could understand the defense of the entire camp.

These people are not all people who tend to be inflammatory, and they can pull a clan to make a living in the land of Hexi, and they have some ability and backbone.

But the backbone can't be eaten, the family can't eat enough, the family members follow the hardships and hardships, and the clansmen are hovering between hardship and illness, who can still have the so-called backbone?

When everyone entered the prepared venue, Luo Kaixian happened to come from the house, he squinted his eyes and looked at the guests from a distance, except for three or five who had met once and had some impressions, the rest did not know, but from the faces and skin color, it can be seen that most of them are Han or have Han blood, and the rest of the guys who look like foreigners are mostly following the customs of the Han people and holding their hair in a bun.

Lao Luo sighed softly in his heart, the time for his return is still a good time?

Looking at the clothing and hairstyle of the visitors from a distance, it can be clearly distinguished that it is a typical oriental Han style, that is to say, the influence of Han culture on this land is still there, and it is not the strange style of the Tangut people who shaved the top of their heads recorded in the "history books".

Some guys who are obviously Central Asian or simply white have Eastern hair in an oriental bun, and the clothes on their bodies are obviously right-hand robes, but the yellowish hair with some curls makes Luo look a little disobedient - this feeling is the same as the white skin tourists Luo saw in Hanfu in later generations.

When the distance got closer and closer, Li Zheng, who was in charge of guiding the guests, stepped forward and began to introduce everyone to Luo Kaixian one by one, only to find that most of the tribal leaders who saluted were Han fist-hugging etiquette, including the etiquette of several white people's appearances was also unambiguous, and his words and actions seemed to be more standardized than his later generations.

"General, the last Meng patriarch, his tribe is at the foot of the gravel mountain thirty miles south on the other side of the river." Li Zheng, who was standing beside Lao Luo, casually introduced that the li he used here still continued the habit of traveling all the way - Rome, thirty Rome is more than 55 kilometers.

Lao Luo nodded, carefully looking at the last person standing opposite.

The man who was introduced as the patriarch of Meng was a stout man in his thirties who was only as tall as Luo Kaixian's shoulders, with a short beard on his face, a beige cloth belt tied with a bun on his head, and a slanted shoulder leather armor sewn from cowhide on his upper body.

This Meng patriarch clasped his fists with both hands and bowed deeply at Luo Kaixian, "My surname is Meng, my name is Qiushan, I have seen General Luo!" ”

Luo Kai first held the other party's arm, and said loudly: "Patriarch Meng doesn't have to be polite, I have heard my subordinates in the cavalry battalion mention that Patriarch Meng's archery skills are very good!" ”

Meng Qiushan's bending down was stopped by Luo Kaixian only halfway, and he was not embarrassed after straightening up again, but praised it very happily, "General Luo has a good physique and good arm strength!" You are falsely praised, Meng's archery skills can only save his life, far less than General Luo's subordinates who are brave and good at fighting. ”

Appreciating this rough man very much, Luo Kaixian wanted to talk a few words, but suddenly felt that his arm was pushed twice by Li Zheng beside him, and then he came to his senses - this is not a polite time, and he is not an ordinary soldier, but a general who has led hundreds of thousands of people, "Patriarch Meng is too modest, please come to the table!" ”

With the words, Luo Kai stretched out his fingers and sat down with the previous few people.

Luo Kaixian didn't understand the rules for placing the seats, but he just felt that it was similar to the model of the school in later generations, and according to his understanding, it should be a subordinate pattern in this era, but he handed over these things to his subordinates, and there would be no mistakes in thinking about it.

As for the attitude, for these small tribes around Lingzhou, the leader of hundreds of thousands of people is already in a strong position, if he has to pretend to be approachable, it will arouse suspicion. No one will accept inexplicable kindness, especially for those who are fighting for their lives on the grasslands of Hexi.

Therefore, Luo Kaixian needs to maintain a high-minded attitude, although he doesn't like it and is not used to it, but it is necessary.

Glancing at all the guests seated, Luo Kaixian found that Meng Qiushan's shabby clothes were already good, a total of forty-two small clan leaders, and only half of them were dressed similarly to him, including the only four female leaders, and the rest were even more depressed. As a tribal leader, what should his people do?

Have mercy on me, and there is so much suffering.

The heart of compassion had just trembled, and it was suppressed by Luo Kaixian.

The first thing he thought of was that the food stored on his side was only enough for the people in the camp for a year and a half, and in the recent days, there have been people who have come one after another, although not all of them have been collected, but it is conceivable that it will not be long before many people will come to cling, how to deal with it at that time?

Drive them all out? That's impossible, first of all, you need a large number of laborers on your side, and there is a shortage of people in workshops and mines, and the plan after winter is to reclaim arable land, and you need to build new brick kilns and tile kilns, and you need to divide pastures to improve turf...... None of these can be done by the human power of the moment.

Gathering the population is a must, so how long can the stored food last?

If you don't care about the management problem, open up and expand the manpower, can the food in the space support half a year's supply?

Lao Luo expressed doubts that the harvest from the wasteland cultivation in the coming year cannot be expected, and the yield per mu of weak seeds in the new field will never be much. Grab food again? Not to mention that the target is difficult to choose, where can there be a large amount of grain reserves within the surrounding 300 miles?

Do you really want to go to Zhao Song once to buy grain?

Smelling the aroma of barbecue wafting from the bonfire not far away, and looking at the faces of the few people sitting opposite who swallowed saliva involuntarily, Luo Kaixian felt a little headache.

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