Lou Yang, who was talking, didn't wait for Wu Rige to explain, he reached into his arms, and a generation of exquisite iodized salt was taken out by him.

In front of Urige, Lou Yang sprinkled crystal clear iodized salt on the lamb chops, and some of them accidentally fell to the ground, and Urige was distressed to see it.

The Mongolian people do not produce salt, they can only buy it from the Liao people at a large price when they need it, even so, the quality of the salt obtained is the lowest one, not only not to talk about any purity, but also the taste is very poor.

Even so, salt was still treated as a strategic material by the Mongols. Poor, the amount of salt in each tribe is very limited.

As for the iodized salt that Lou Yang took out, they hadn't even seen it. When he saw that it was spilled on the ground like this, it was really distressing that Urige felt pain all over his body.

"What? Do you like this stuff? Good for you. Lou Yang seemed to notice Wu Rige's performance, and then casually threw the remaining iodized salt wrapped in cow paper forward.

Urrig, who was almost forty years old, did not look like a slow-moving uncle at all, and his body suddenly moved forward violently, so he reached out and pressed half a bag of iodized salt, and then hurriedly held it in his arms, as if he was holding some kind of treasure.

"Huh." Looking at Urige's performance, Lou Yang just smiled, and then stretched out his hand, and a porcelain bottle with a burning knife suddenly appeared.

Following a few bites of meat and a sip of wine, Lou Yang was very happy to eat. The smell of wine overflowed, and soon poured into Urige's snort, making his expression stunned again, obviously he had not drunk such a mellow spirit.

"What? Do you want this thing too? Lou Yang looked at Urige with a smile. He didn't dare to answer, but his head kept nodding, revealing Uzhige's thoughts at this time.

"Then you'll be rewarded for the rest." Lou Yang was very talkative, and as soon as he raised his hand, half a bottle of burning knives flew forward, and without exception, they were snatched into his hands by Wu Rige.

"Hey, in fact, we have a lot of these things, if you really need them, we can give them to you. But we Han people have a saying, called come and don't be rude, what can you bring us? This sentence seems a bit complicated, and it takes time for Urige to digest and accept.

After a long moment, Uzhige replied, "We have the best furs." It's like the one your young master wears, but the quality isn't that good. "Yes, the Mongolian people produce cowhides and sheepskins.

At that time, such things could play a good role in keeping warm, so it became one of the strategic goods.

For the Great Song Dynasty, if you want to buy these good furs, you can only trade through some private caravans, and each piece of Song land can be sold at a high price.

Uzhige may know this, so he has the confidence to say this.

"You want to trade with us? It's just that you are all our slaves now, and all your things are ours, do we still need to trade our own things? Lou Yang continued to laugh, and there was a hint of joke in the laughter.

Wu Rige quickly lowered his head, of course he knew that he was now a slave of the Su family, and as a slave, he was not qualified to negotiate with his master.

Wurige's performance all fell in Lou Yang's eyes, and they were all as he expected, so he was not surprised.

When looking at him like this, Lou Yang deliberately pulled a long voice and said,

"Actually, it's not impossible to really talk about trading, on the contrary, our arrival may be the luck of your Kaqi people?"

"Lucky?" Wu Rige understood this sentence, but he didn't understand the meaning, and when he looked at Lou Yang, he had a puzzled face.

"That's right, it's lucky. For example, you are now our slaves, what you have is what we own, and we cannot negotiate any business with each other. But don't forget, the grassland is so big, it's not just you, there should be many other tribes. And if we can work together to defeat them one by one, then you, as the ones on the side of the victors, can also gain some benefits? In that case, we have the possibility of trading, eh? Right. Lou Yang finally said what he wanted to say.

Naturally, all this is taught by Su Shi. The grassland is too big, so big that it is impossible for the Su family army to go all over again, and it is impossible to eliminate all the targets, so Su Shi remembered the method of using Meng Zhimeng.

Using Mongolian people against Mongolian people can save a lot of time and energy. And if there is really a strong Mongolian army, the threat to the Liao people will only be greater, and it will attract more attention from the Liao people, and when the real dog eats the dog, it will be more violent.

"Nope! No. Finally understood what Lou Yang meant, and Wu Rige quickly shook his head. He was one of the Mongolian people, and he couldn't do anything like that.

"Hey, don't be in a hurry to object. You can think about it, the benefits of this, think about it, do you have other options? Lou Yang smiled maliciously, and took the initiative to help Wu Rige come up with ideas and analyze descriptions.

After a while, Lou Yang smoked three cigarettes, and Wu Rige was fortunate to taste the taste of cigarettes for the first time.

Of course, when most of the remaining packs of cigarettes finally fell into his hands, Lou Yang stood up and said,

"I have already made it clear what is at stake, how to choose next, you can go back to your people and discuss it. But remember, you only have one chance, and it doesn't matter if you don't cooperate, because there will always be other tribes that will cooperate, right? After throwing down this sentence, Lou Yang walked out of the yurt room with a laugh, leaving Wu Rige with a tangled face.

Lou Yang said that the only time given to them was today and one night, if they didn't give an answer, the Su family army would consider leaving tomorrow, and at that time, the Kaqi tribe would no longer have a chance to stand up.

At that time, there is no need for Su Jiajun to attack them, there is no food to spend the winter, and they may starve to death and freeze to death as soon as spring next year.

One is his own death, the other is the death of his comrades, and Uzhige is in a dilemma. Eventually, he decided to talk to the rest of the clan.

In the cold yurt, Uzhige called two comrades in the clan, an older and well-informed Hatu.

A young, but physically strong, Jeb, the first warrior of the clan. Usually, the three of them discuss anything in the Kaqi tribe.

After calling them this time, Urig put iodized salt, burning knives and cigarettes in front of the two of them, and at the same time told all the things that Lou Yang said.

Jeb was the youngest, and his first reaction when he heard it was to refuse. The Mongolian people are still very united at this time, although it is inevitable that they will have their own careful thoughts, but in any case, under the high-pressure policy of the Liao people, they do not have such conditions even if they want to fight.

But before he could say anything, Uzhig spoke,

"Our cattle and sheep will all contribute to these Song people, even if they won't kill us when they leave, but without food, will we be able to survive this winter?" Just one sentence pressed back the words that Jebu originally wanted to say.

Affection is important, but it is nothing compared to the survival of the tribe. There is a saying that for thousands of years, if people do not do anything, the heavens and the earth will be destroyed.

There are still too few people in the world who can really give up their lives, and this by no means includes the three of Uzhige.

On one side is iodized salt and burnt knives, and no matter which one is taken out, they regard it as a treasure.

If they cooperate, the Kaqi tribe can not only survive, but also live better and grow.

On the one hand, it is to violate the so-called conscience and deal with colleagues. If you don't do it, the first thing you will get in exchange for is that you will die, and the Kaqi tribe will be completely destroyed.

There doesn't seem to be much more to choose from. Soon after the three of them just pretended to be embarrassed and hesitant, Wuzhige went to see Louyang, showing that he was willing to cooperate with the Su Jiajun and deal with his Mongolian comrades, and they only wanted Kaqi to survive.

"You made the right choice, and then Kaqi will not only survive, but also live well." Lou Yang happily patted Wu Rige on the shoulder, and then went to Su Shi to return to his life.

In the warm yurt, Su Shi was not surprised by such a result. He understands the human heart more thoroughly than many others.

"Alright, you can ask Jiju to talk to Uzhige. Remember two points, first, all the good things that have been snatched are picked by us first, and the rest can be given to Kaqi; Second, help Kaqi grow stronger and make them one of the biggest constraints for the Liao people. Su Shi spoke, and Urig sat down with General Jizhu.

After more than an hour of deliberation, early the next morning, the first brigade of the Su family's army and the five hundred erlangs organized by Kaqi against the cold wind set off in the snow and went to Niuqi Town in the north of the target.

Niuqi, like Kaqi, belongs to a small tribe with a population of only about 3,000. Because of the close proximity, the connection between the two tribes is usually very extensive.

Too familiar, Kaqi has long known the specific location of the Niuqi people, when they appear in the cold wind and snow like a divine soldier, the completely defenseless Niuqi tribe has become the first stepping stone for Kaqi to become strong.

Two days later, Jizhu and Urig returned to Kaqi with a victorious face. They brought back a large number of cattle and sheep, furs and even people.

The Mongolian people are a people who naturally like to worship the strong. In the past, there were battles between tribes, and the victors had the power to decide the life and death of the losers.

When the patriarch of Niu Qi was beheaded by Uzhige, the entire population of the tribe was swallowed up, and there was no false surrender.