After the Uighur nobles joined the war, the clan's livelihood, which was already weak due to their fight with Xue Yantuo, became even more dilapidated.
But the effect was obvious. The Uighurs were desperate for their lives and fought without regard for the consequences, causing heavy casualties to the tribal coalition forces.
But they themselves don't feel well either.
It is getting harder and harder to capture prisoners because more and more people are dying. Now that the war has started, everyone's anger has been brought out.
Originally, the lower-level warriors of the tribal coalition hated the Tang people for wanting them to kill each other, but now they hate the Uighurs for not wanting their lives.
Since the Uighurs were bent on killing them, how could they sit back and wait for death?
Anyway, they are all dead. Killing one more Uighur will be enough for them.
The smoke of war continues, peace is gone forever, and the original restful state of the grassland has completely collapsed and fallen into endless war.
In this war, there is only one enemy, the Uighurs.
There were many coalition forces, and many tribes in the grasslands joined, but there was no Tang army, only the generals of the Tang army commanded them.
No one dared to accuse the Tang army of not sending troops because they did not want to die. In the face of absolute military strength, shutting up and obeying was the only option.
This is the only thing they can do.
There is a war every day and a confrontation every night.
But in the darker corners, slave trades are quietly going on.
The invincible Tang army escorted batch after batch of slaves to the Central Plains in the dark. They crossed the border, walked through the mountains, entered Taiyuan, came to Hedong, crossed the river, and handed over these slaves to the court.
And these slaves were divided into several parts, one was sent to dig coal, one was sent to dig mountains and build roads, and the other was sent to build roads.
Women were sent to the Chang'an factory to learn how to use looms.
Children who are taller than a wheel are sent to labor like adult slaves. Those who are not taller than a wheel are put into military camps and undergo brainwashing education.
This is all going on in an orderly manner.
The person who controls all of this is His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, Li Zhiyun.
After Li Zhiyun came back from Luoyang, he paid attention to the news on the grassland every day. The latest letter was about the all-out battle between the Uighurs and the tribal coalition.
In Li Zhiyun's opinion, this is very good and great.
Originally, he thought that there would be some resistance among the grassland people, or that he could see the strategy of the Tang Dynasty.
But he didn't expect that some people did see it, but these people became naturalized citizens of the Tang Dynasty.
In the past few days, many tribal chiefs who surrendered to the Tang Dynasty have sent memoranda, requesting the emperor to grant them Han surnames.
Want to become a Datang citizen and enjoy the treatment of Datang citizens?
That depends on your performance.
Currently, Li Zhiyun bestows the name Deeds on He Li, Duo Mo Zhi, and even Zhi Los Si Li.
There is only one purpose, and that is to tell the grassland people.
As long as you treat me as a dog, I will give you a name and a surname.
Come on, become Datang's dog, there are many benefits.
Tai Chi Hall.
"Haha." Li Zhiyun smiled and turned to Changsun Wuji, "Auxiliary machine, have you read the memorandum of the grassland?"
"Your Majesty, I have read it."
"Any ideas?"
Changsun Wuji regretted: "It is a pity not to be able to participate in such a grand event." As a son who is determined to surpass his father, Changsun Wuji also has a big dream in his heart. He wants to kill the Turks and let his father, Changsun Cheng, look at himself.
ability.
But I didn't expect that the Turks were already finished.
His dream was shattered.
But now, the Tang army was setting fires everywhere on the grassland and eating people everywhere. Changsun Wuji felt more and more regretful.
Because this was not his plan.
"Don't be anxious. Xue Yantuo is dead, the Uighur is dead, and there are still the Xi tribe, Shi Wei, and Mohe. You will be useful."
Hearing this, Changsun Wuji's eyes lit up and he quickly thanked, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your attention."
Li Zhiyun waved his hand.
In his opinion, Xue Yantuo was finished and the Uighurs were destroyed. This was not the end, but just the beginning. As long as there were people on the grassland, it would be the back garden of the Tang Dynasty.
However, now that these two tribes are finished, he can freely attack the Western Regions. For other grassland tribes, it doesn't matter if they cut their flesh with soft knives and take their time. Although the Shiwei and Mohe tribes are located in places where
It's cold and far away, but so what, he just wants to fight, and if he fights down, he will have resources.
Now, he couldn't go that far to occupy that kind of useless land. The two tribes could just keep it and carve it out slowly.
In the future, when the surrounding areas are cleared, he will then consider actually occupying those areas. Anyway, he just wants to plow clean the surrounding areas of Datang, and then slowly start operating.
On the grassland.
The war is still raging.
Tumidu led the nobles to attack the tribal alliance, and he couldn't describe how happy he felt in his heart. He only knew that killing people recently could alleviate the depression and pain in his heart. And when he saw the Uighur nobles being killed, he was even more happy.
He felt that he was not crazy, he was just venting his emotions reasonably.
How normal.
"Tumido, where are you running!" Qibi Heli rode his horse and rushed towards Tumidu, trying to completely kill this guy who had made him fight so hard.
But Tumidu would not let him have his wish.
"What is the strength of the contract? If you have the ability, come and do it!"
Tumidu laughed loudly and led his guards to leave the battlefield and leave the center. Qibi Heli was not afraid at all and immediately led his warriors to pursue and kill him.
One of the two sides fled, the other pursued, and the killing was very hot and fierce.
The soldiers who followed Tumido were all the best among the elite. They had gone through hundreds of battles and were loyal to Tumido. At one point, they killed Qibi Heli's soldiers so much that they did not dare to step forward.
"You losers, you can't kill Tumidu, do you want me to embarrass myself in front of the Governor?"
"General, we are incompetent." The soldiers of the Chebi tribe were ashamed.
Ever since they followed their boss and surrendered to the Tang Dynasty, they have been holding back a strong desire in their hearts, that is, to prove to His Majesty the Emperor who is the most powerful second and fifth generation!
"How powerful is Qi?" Tumidu stopped not far away and laughed: "Aren't you any good? No wonder you surrendered to the Tang Dynasty. With your strength, you are simply vulnerable. If it weren't for the Tang Dynasty,
, I can crush you to death with one hand."
Saying that, Tu Midu clenched his fist, which made Qi Bi Heli furious.
"I kill you!"
"Then come on!"
Tu Midu's eyes were blood red and he led his army to fight.
He hated the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, hated the grassland people, and even more hated the moles around him. He just wanted to kill people, and the more people he killed, the happier he was.
Without killing someone, it would be as if something was pressing on his heart, making him very uncomfortable and painful.
Only by killing can he be completely freed.
Must kill!
No matter whether you are a grassland person or a Tang person, you will die in front of me Tumidu!
"kill!"
Qibi Heli and Tumidu fought together.
The Uighur nobles on the other side were encircled and suppressed by Tumo Zhi and Chai Shao, suffering heavy casualties and having to retreat.
But it's useless, the enemy retreats and we advance!
Chai Shao led the tribal coalition and used fancy formations, tactics, and various tentative attacks, which made the Uighur troops miserable.
At this time, the Uighur nobles realized that without Tumidu, their leadership ability was simply not enough to defeat the enemy.
As a result, they retreated with a crash.
Shortly after the Uighurs withdrew their troops, Tumido and Qibiheli also stopped fighting one after another. Because they found that they could not kill each other now and had to let each other go.
Before leaving, they did not forget to say harsh words to each other, telling each other that they would definitely kill each other next time they met.