Datang: Li Shimin begged me to rebel

Iron Hammer returned to his tent. He had just received a notice that he had to go back and discuss with his wife to see how many people came out of the family. Besides himself, who was in his 30s this year, he also had a son. They were 13 years old, and the third child was only five years younger. This time Khan was defeated by Datang before he could recruit them to fight, so they also survived.

It can only be said that fortunately Datang did not want to kill these men like other tribes.

Iron Hammer is called Iron Hammer, and these tribes don't have a surname like Datang, and Iron Hammer's ancestors are actually from the Tie Le tribe, but he no longer knows this.

"My dear, just now the cavalrymen of the Tang Dynasty came to inform us that His Royal Highness King Qin is going to build a city in Chihai, and let us go to work. Prepare some food for me." Iron Hammer said after entering.

"Hmm... how many people are going?" The woman's expression was a little numb, but there was still some worry in her eyes. Working, especially heavy work, was even more dangerous than fighting.

"Two, let the big boy follow me." Iron Hammer said, "I'm afraid I won't be able to do it less."

"Then... I'll let the second child go to the lying mountain today to see if I can get some rabbits and the like. There is not much food and milk at home. You and the eldest go to work. You need to eat better every day, but you can't Hunting, otherwise, we can only kill sheep... But we dare not kill casually, those sheep... are all mixed together now." The woman said softly.

Although they are still herding the sheep, they also know that it no longer belongs to them, and it already belongs to Datang.

"Can he do it? He's only thirteen. When the army came, many wolves and the like were driven into the mountains." Iron Hammer paused.

"I'm thirteen, I can work. I can't starve to death." The woman shook her head.

"Hey, let him be careful, let's go to work first, Datang may change another Khan, and then the sheep can be distributed back. I heard that's how East Turkic manages." Iron Hammer was silent for a while. , and then said softly.

"Well, then I'll get you something to eat."

"Baby and mother." Iron Hammer looked at the thin figure and called out.

"What's wrong?" The woman stopped herself.

"You... You can eat some too, you can't save much."

"I have food, and I have a third child. I saved enough for the third child to eat." The woman paused, and then said.

"You only eat one meal a day, and you're still not full, what do you do?" Iron Hammer said.

"I don't have to work now, it's okay, no, I'll go to the grassland to pick some wild vegetables and mushrooms in the afternoon, and a lot of yellow mushrooms have grown. Changshengtian always wants us to live." The woman was silent for a while, and then He walked out of the tent and said.

The next day, horses swarmed out of the felt tent near Tie Hammer's house, and then quickly gathered in the direction of Chihai.

The construction site near Chihai, after arriving here, Iron Hammer lowered his horse speed. He saw that there were already cavalry protecting the place in the distance. Looking at the neat armor on the cavalry, Iron Hammer fell silent for a moment. Datang's gap, and I don't know why Khan provoked Datang.

If not, his two younger brothers would not have died in battle.

"Everyone get off their horses and mark their horses. Someone will let them go later." A cavalryman kept shouting loudly.

Iron Hammer and his eldest son got off their horses. They came on a horse. His horse had its own mark, and he was not afraid of admitting his mistakes. back.

Leading the horse, he lined up honestly, and soon it was the hammer's turn. In front of him, a cavalryman handed him a wooden sign with the number 8 engraved on it.

"Remember, you are in the 8th batch. There is one person for every 100 horses. Remember that your horse is in the 8th batch. If you don't remember to keep this thing, don't throw it away." The cavalry gave the hammer Let me explain, Iron Hammer doesn't know the number on the wooden sign, but he firmly memorized the number 8. These people are quite smart, Iron Hammer thought to himself.

He thought that thousands of horses would be released together, and it would be difficult to find his own horse.

"Yes." Iron Hammer agreed, and then quickly took off the saddle bag on the horse's back and put it on his shoulders. Inside were food for himself and his son.

Holding the things, he walked in along the line, and a soldier standing at a certain distance divided them into teams one by one.

Soon, when it was his turn, a soldier appeared in front of him, looked at him and asked, "What's your name?"

"Hammer."

"This is your badge, wear it around your neck, don't lose it, and then go inside." The soldier drew a small cross on the back of the wooden badge with a knife, and handed him a small badge tied with a hemp rope.

Hammer took the sign, put it on his neck, and continued to walk in with the team, with his son behind him.

After passing the tents in front, Iron Hammer suddenly smelled the smell of mutton, which he would never forget no matter what.

After he went in, he found the difference in front, because everyone in front was picking up bowls and chopsticks... This... Take care of the food? !An unbelievable idea popped up in Iron Hammer's mind!How can this be!

When it was his turn, the guard handed him a rough wooden bowl, and then said, "When you come tomorrow, bring your own bowl. You will work for His Highness, and His Highness is in charge of meals."

"Really in charge of food?" Iron Hammer was dazed by the news, and fainted with surprise, he had never heard of working for nobles in charge of food.

"Yes. Hurry up. There are many people behind." The soldier was a little impatient, and each of them wanted to explain.

"Yes, yes, yes." Iron Hammer didn't feel that the other party's attitude was bad at all. Instead, he was pleasantly surprised. If anyone took care of him to eat every day, he could call him daddy.

Holding the wooden bowl, the hammer went to the front, and a huge wooden barrel was placed there. After he walked over, the soldiers behind asked him for the bowl, and weighed him a large bowl of mutton soup plus two pieces of mutton.

Looking at the soup and meat in the bowl, Iron Hammer sniffed himself. After they killed the sheep, they were reluctant to eat so much in a meal. There were also a lot of wild vegetables that could be eaten on the prairie in the sheep soup.

After receiving the mutton soup, the steamed buns were handed out in front of him. When the two steamed buns were taken out and stuffed for him, a big man with an iron hammer felt his nose a little sore for some reason. After they are ready, they are steamed for them, not black steamed buns that are steamed from bran without any white flour.

Iron Hammer hasn't eaten white flour for more than a year. The only thing they can buy in exchange is bran, and white flour is for the nobles. It would be nice if they could eat steamed buns made of bran.

And this steamed bun is directly steamed to them after the wheat is milled...

His eldest son, who was following the hammer, got such a steamed bun, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to find a place to squat down like everyone else, and he couldn't wait to take a big bite.

"Father, it's delicious." The eldest son said.

"Yes." Iron Hammer agreed.