It wasn't until the order reached everyone's ears that the killings on the battlefield stopped.
Ke Ke Dan'er finally breathed a sigh of relief. If he continued to kill like he just did, I'm afraid his tribe would be slaughtered.
Zhao Rui didn't say anything more. After ordering Dai Qisi to send someone to take over the city defense, he studied the map in his hand.
He had seen this tribe before, and there was a brief introduction in Ziyun's manual.
I thought this was just one of the many tribes in southern Xinjiang, but when Zhao Rui arrived here and inspected the terrain, he discovered how important this tribe really was.
There are two five rivers flowing into southern Xinjiang from Dashang territory. One turns a corner in Baihua City and flows eastward into the sea. The other one rushes southward with no end in sight, and its southward direction
The node is in the Gahudan tribe.
This main river is much larger than the one in Baihua City, and it branches into many tributaries along the way, especially near the Gahudan tribe, which actually branches into seven tributaries.
In a sense, this place is the birthplace of these seven rivers. As long as you control this place, you can capture the countries and tribes that these seven tributaries pass through at the same time.
"Your Highness, we have all surrendered, can you please be lenient?"
Cocodan'er knelt there, terrified.
"Gather all the people in your tribe immediately to build city walls and rivers!" Zhao Rui ordered without raising his head, and then took the map to the main stronghold.
Ziyun has already recorded the general situation in the city, and at the same time put all the information contained in it in front of Zhao Rui.
"Your Highness, tracing back these seven direct currents, there are a total of seventeen tribes closest to us. None of them are very strong. If we take advantage of the victory to attack, maybe..."
Zhao Rui didn't speak, he just listened quietly and studied the map in his hand.
The maps south of Xinjiang in Dashang's hands were very vague. Now that he finally got the most detailed map from the locals, Zhao Rui naturally had to study it carefully.
After an unknown amount of time, he slowly raised his head.
"Our army is too exhausted. This long battle is probably their limit. Let's rest here for a few days and we will talk about the rest later."
Ziyun didn't have any objections and was very obedient. He nodded and went to arrange the distribution of grain, grass and materials.
In the next few days, Zhao Rui ordered his people to build a walled city between the Gahudan tribe and Baihua City to connect the two cities and at the same time limit the surrounding tribes as much as possible.
After a few days, everything was quite effective, and these places had implemented the Great Commercial Law on a large scale, and a lot of soldiers were recruited in a short period of time.
After a few days of buffering, reinforcements and baggage were also sent along the two rivers.
Zhao Rui instantly had more than 200,000 elites in his hands.
In the evening of this day, Zhao Ruigang was about to pull out the army for a drill. Not far away, dust filled the sky, and more than a dozen vehicles quickly arrived.
The Dashang army immediately became vigilant, and several generals rushed forward with hundreds of vanguards to stop the carriages.
"Your Highness, don't get me wrong, we are here to surrender!"
The middle-aged man with a fat head and big ears jumped down from the carriage in a funny manner and knelt down in front of Zhao Rui.
Many well-dressed guys also jumped out of other carriages, and it looked like they were here to surrender.