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Chapter 201 32 Gathering Mountains

In the Katon River, in the valley, Gele Khan was riding a horse, looking at the soldiers who were blocking the river and building a dam, he asked left and right:
"How long will it take for the dam to be built?"

The "Cha" beside him hurried forward and said to Gele Khan: "There are too few Chinese craftsmen in the army. The dams built several times have been washed away by the river. It may take half a month."

The children of the leaders of various Uighur tribes will be sent to the Khan to serve as personal guards. This is an official position on the grassland, and the name is "Cha".

These young grassland nobles, while serving as "inspectors", cultivated loyalty to the Khan, and at the same time learned how the Khan governed the grassland. When they returned to their tribes in the future, they would implement what they had learned.

Although these young "inspectors" are not all officers, but because of their high status, the Uighurs will never treat them as ordinary soldiers.

The inspection system is very similar to the Langguan system in the Han Dynasty. It is said that the Huns learned from the Great Khan and passed it on to the present.

Seeing that Khan was dissatisfied with the progress, the young Manggucha immediately shut up.

He is Khan's most faithful observer, and he is also the best at trying to figure out Khan's meaning.

Sure enough, when he came to the construction site, Gele Khan watched the Uighur soldiers push the boulder into the water, but the boulder fell into the water and was quickly washed away by the rushing water.

Gele Khan said to Mang Gucha beside him:
"Mang Gucha, record my order."

Mang Gucha immediately put on a serious expression, he took out the wooden board and started to record.

"Whenever a boulder is launched into the water, a Chinese craftsman must be tied with a rope."

Mang Gucha's expression froze, this is still going to be done by Han craftsmen!
Gele Khan likes young people very much. From these young people, he can feel the vitality of youth.

It seems that being with these young people can pass on youth to oneself.

Gele Khan also likes to educate young people. Seeing Mang Gucha's expression, he asked, "Do you think this Khan is too cruel?"

Mang Gucha quickly said: "Great Khan, Mang Gu has no such idea. It's just."

"Just what?"

"It's just that these Han craftsmen are precious, so should they be treated a little better?"

These Han craftsmen were all snatched when the Uighurs went south to plunder.

Others were traded from Han slave owners. For the Uyghurs, these Han artisans who had mastered valuable skills were a valuable asset.

In many tribes, although Han artisans are also slaves, they are much higher than ordinary Uighur slaves.

Even some outstanding Han craftsmen were given Uyghur surnames, allowing them to become Uyghur nobles.

Gele Khan said: "Young Cha, you only see the preciousness of the Han craftsmen, but you don't see the cunning of these Han people. They know that we rely on them to build the dam, and deliberately slow down the speed to prevent the dam from being built as soon as possible."

"why is that?"

Gele Khan said: "There is a saying among the Han people that people who are not of our race must have different hearts. These Han people are slaves of the Uyghurs. Remember that no slave, no matter how good he is, will have the same heart as his master, let alone a slave of a foreign race. "

"They are delaying time, delaying the time for us to destroy Ge Luolu. The grasslands have not been able to be unified these years. Isn't it all the Tang people who instigated it?"

Mang Gucha understood Gele Khan's meaning.

Gele Khan said: "Slaves cannot be made to work hard by speaking well. Only whips and butcher knives can make slaves work hard."

Mang Gucha nodded thoughtfully. He immediately walked to the river and read the Khan's order to the officers and slaves.

The military officer in charge of supervising the construction of the dam was worried about the slow progress. After hearing the order read by Mang Gucha, he immediately asked the soldiers to tie ropes to the craftsmen, and then ordered them to build the dam quickly.

The Han Chinese slave craftsmen who were planning to do their best and not work, saw their companions being pulled into the water by the crushed boulder, and their faces turned pale with fright.

They immediately squatted on the ground and began to write and draw. After careful calculation, the next boulder finally landed in the river steadily and was not washed away by the waves.

Mang Gutai admired Gele Khan even more, and indeed Khan was the wisest person on the grassland!

Although time took away his brave body, it endowed him with incomparable wisdom.

At this time, Moluo Yile led the last warriors in the tribe to gather at the foot of Jinshan.

Moluo Yile looked at Jinshan, this was the king's tent of the Geluolu people, and the pasture of the Moluo tribe was at the foot of Jinshan.

And Moluo Yile led the tribe to escape from the siege of the Uighurs from the pasture at the foot of Jinshan.

Unexpectedly, Moluo Yile would lead the tribe back here so soon.

"Brother Timur, will all 32 tribes send people here?"

Muro Yili had no idea, when Timur told him the whole plan, Muru Yile thought Timur was crazy.

Occupying the upper reaches of the Katun River at Jinshan Pass, building a dam on the upper reaches, and then flooding the Uighur army in the middle reaches, this plan is too crazy!

Now the entire Mouluo tribe can take up arms and fight, but there are only 300 people.

Even if there were less than 5000 Uyghurs in the upper reaches of the Katun River, 300 people rushed in or died.

What's more, the middle reaches of the Caton River are only a hundred miles away from the upper reaches, and the tens of thousands of elite Uighurs in the middle reaches can rush back to the upper reaches for support in an instant.

But Timur gave a complete plan. The envoys of the Tang Dynasty will contact the 32 tribes of Ge Luolu, and each tribe will bring their tribesmen who can fight, and attack the Uighur camp in the upper reaches of the Katun River together!
The Tianshan Army of the Tang Dynasty will hold back the Uighur elite cavalry in the middle reaches, so that they have no time to take care of the situation in the upper reaches.

This crazy plan sounded a little more plausible, Moluil looked at Timur's face, gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Timur, I believe in you!"

Thousands of words merged into one sentence, and Timur was also a little moved. He was obviously just an "NPC", and thinking about it during this period of time also caused him to develop feelings for Moluo Yile.

Timur suddenly had some resistance to the plan of the staff group. From the perspective of those staff members, the 32 Geluolu tribes were just a small pawn on the sand table.

But Timur, who was in the chess game, felt that the Muruo tribe were all flesh-and-blood people, oh no, flesh-and-blood NPCs.

But the arrow was on the string, and it had to be fired. Moluo Yile led the last warrior of the tribe, and led by Timur to the assembly point.

This is a small hill at the foot of the Jinshan Mountain. Standing on the hill, you can have a panoramic view of the surrounding movements. It is a gathering point carefully selected by the staff members.

But from noon to evening, Moroel, who was standing on the hill, did not see a single person.

Will the other 31 tribes really come?

Ge Luolu's royal court had been burned down, and all the elite retreated to the north of Jinshan.

Muru Yili does not have the prestige of his father Khan, will these tribes really pay the last bit of blood for Ge Luolu?
Murdering Yile had no idea, so he asked himself, if it wasn't for Timur's persuasion, Ge Luolu would have led the tribe southward.

Although going south is a narrow escape, this crazy plan can be said to be a hundred deaths.

"Still not here?"

The sun was hanging on the Jinshan Mountain, and the mountain peak had already blocked the last half ray of sunlight. Muroil sighed, and at this moment Timur shouted:

"People are coming! They are coming! They are all coming!"

The sound of horseshoes sounded, and Moroel raised his eyes to see that knights were rushing from all directions to the hill where he camped.

When he saw the flags of Ge Luolu's various tribes, Moluo Yile was very excited.

The Uyghurs and the Geluolu people are here for revenge!
(End of this chapter)