contend

Chapter 177
Luo Bayan died on the spot, and the Juqu tribe had no fighting spirit anymore, they were already exhausted.

All relying on bravery to fight against trapped beasts.

Many war horses did not die on the battlefield, but died on the way of charging, and suddenly fell down while running wildly, foaming at the mouth.

Man and horse have already reached their limits.

Weapons were thrown all over the ground, and people also knelt on the ground.

Some of the people who were still struggling had their heads chopped off by the sabers of the crossbowmen.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, the Huns on the periphery rode their horses and fled northward.

If you can't eat them, you can only let them go.

The soldiers cleaned up the battlefield happily. The Juqu tribe was no different from bandits in the northwest. The bandits could not leave empty-handed, looting a lot of property from Longqi City.

All cheap for them.

Yang Zheng didn't care about these small things, and fought hard for hundreds of miles, which was what they deserved.

His mind was on his horse.

What happened just now still has lingering fears, such a short distance, and the crossbow aimed at it, there is no way to escape under normal circumstances.

Yang Zheng stared at the horse.

The whole body is black, with white hair on the four hooves, tall and strong.

It was chasing and fighting again, its eyes were still bright, without the slightest sign of fatigue.

Could it be that it sensed a threat just now and deliberately stumbled away?

It is said that dogs understand human nature, but war horses understand human nature better.

Especially war horses.

When Sun Shiwan attacked Hefei, he was killed by Zhang Liao's [-] cavalry. Sun Quan kicked his horse to Jinjin, jumped over the broken bridge, and narrowly escaped death.

Liu Bei's Lu Yi jumped three feet, jumped over the Tanxi River, and saved Liu Bei's life.

Yang Zheng patted its head, "From now on, you will be called Wu Yu."

The war horse snorted twice and flicked its tail a few times, Yang Zheng assumed it agreed.

"With such a big victory, no one in Qin Liang dares to look directly at the general!" With a hearty smile, Zhang Te rode his horse over, dismounted and cupped his hands from afar.

"Haha, Zichan is one step late, otherwise none of the Hun cavalry would be able to escape."

Zhang Te turned his eyes, "I heard that the bald man has not yet surrendered, and his subordinates will attack him for the general!"

Yang Zheng took a look at the soldiers of the Guards Battalion. Although their morale was still there, they were at the end of their strength, especially the horses, with white foam spraying from their mouths. Many soldiers' weapons and armor were damaged, and there were still many wounded in need of treatment.

The soldiers of the Reebok battalion saw that the guard battalion had made a fortune one by one, and their eyes were hot.

It's not bad, it's uneven.

If a bowl of water cannot be served level, the soldiers will inevitably feel resentment in their hearts.

"Then there will be labor!" Yang Zheng was still polite to his subordinates, especially those who were capable.

Zhang Te was overjoyed, and led more than a dozen Kanxi men to kneel in front of Yang Zheng, "The subordinates will return with the bald head!"

"Zichan is both wise and brave, who doesn't know?" Yang Zheng helped him up.

A scout rushed from the west, "Great victory! Great victory!"

All eyes on the battlefield were attracted.

"Captain Meng Yu, Captain Meng Guan, and Shao Tilun took advantage of the civil strife in the West Sea, and attacked from inside and outside, and defeated the tribes of the West Sea. Tuluo and other leaders were captured alive, and they are on the way to escort them!"

Both the newly arrived Reebok Battalion and the victorious Guards Battalion cheered hysterically.

Zhang Te smiled wryly: "It seems that my subordinates are indeed late."

A sharp light flickered in Yang Zheng's eyes, "No, it's just in time for you to come. If you are bald and broken, Zichan will take all of Xihai for me!"

Zhang Te said with emotion: "The subordinate will take it as the general!"

After saying that, he got on his horse, and the dozen or so sturdy Kansai men also mounted their horses fiercely.

"This subordinate is going!" Zhang Te immediately bowed his hands and saluted.

"Excellent, I prepared a banquet in Linqiang to celebrate your achievements!"

More than 3000 knights headed west.

Although they are infantry, they are also equipped with pack horses to travel.

The battlefield was almost cleaned up, and more than 700 soldiers died here.

But their sacrifice was worthwhile.

Since then, the river has been flat.

And their families will also receive generous pensions, and their children will be taken care of.

According to the customs of various ethnic groups, Yang Zheng was either cremated, buried in the ground, or celestial burial...

After paying homage, the captives were escorted back to Longqi.

Two or three days later, cattle, sheep, war horses, and prisoners were sent back one after another from the west.

Yang Zheng learned the story of Bald's destruction from Gongcao's mouth.

Meng Guan's strategy and Shao Tidun's adaptability are astonishing.

This battle also proved Shao Tixun's loyalty and Yang Zheng's vision.

What is most lacking right now is talent.

Especially those who are both wise and brave.

The captives and seized were sent back one after another, cattle, sheep, war horses, all over the mountains and plains, all kinds of felt tents, furs, and iron horses piled up like mountains.

The captives add up to more than 3000 people.

They are all young and strong, effectively enriching Xiping's labor force.

"Lieutenants Mengdu and Lieutenant Mengdu accompanied Zhang Sima to the West Sea, and ordered his subordinates to return and report the military situation." Shao Tixun half-kneeled in front of Yang Zheng.

"You've done a good job. From now on, I'll mention you as Deputy Commander and General of Long Qi." Yang Zheng generously rewarded him.

"Thank you, General!" Shao Tidun knelt down on his knees instead, and kowtowed three times to Yang Zheng.

There was unconcealable joy in his eyes.

Adding deputy control means becoming a confidant and entering Yang Zheng's circle.

"Shao's surname comes from Xuanyuan Huangdi. How about I change your name to Shaotong and Yuanda?" Yang Zheng really didn't like his strange name.

Shao Tidun was stunned for a moment, and then he rang his head three more times, his forehead was scratched, and his voice was trembling, "Thank you, General, for giving me the name!"

He had a clear mind, so he naturally knew that Yang Zheng had formally accepted him.

It also means that China accepts him.

Although he has always claimed to be a descendant of the Han people before, but boasting and being recognized by others are two different things.

Descendants of Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor!
Unlimited pride surged in Shao Tidun's heart. In this era of heavy family background, this is more precious than any reward.

From then on, Shao Tidun became Shao Tong and Shao Yuanda.

"Shao Tong's broken body is not enough to repay the general!" Except for his blue eyes and higher nose bridge, Shao Tong's appearance is still more like that of the Han people.

Yang Zheng shook his head, "You don't need to be crushed to pieces, you just need to fulfill your duties and live up to your loyalty."

Whether others are loyal or not is their business, and there should be no loopholes in our own system.

With the expansion of the territory, Yang Zheng thought, it is necessary to expand the secret camp, not only targeting the outside, but also controlling the inside.

Han had embroidered envoys, and Cao Wei had court officers and school affairs.

Since he has no righteousness and reputation, he can only firmly grasp the power without leaving any gaps.

The autumn wind was getting colder and colder. After the soldiers rested, Yang Zheng set out to return to Linqiang.

The harvest season has also come.

The foundation of all is food.

Sufficient food can guarantee the operation of the system of slaves, waiting to return, and governing the people.

The autumn harvest has already started under the leadership of Du Yu, a long history.

From Linqiang to Xidu, Anyi, and Yugu Valley, wheat and millet are harvested like waves.

Even a slave can feel joy and security from within.

When working on weekdays, the Captain's Mansion will provide two dry meals. When not working, there are two meals of porridge, and occasionally you can see meat.

The soldiers ate meat, and they always had some soup.

And this [-]% of the food is surplus food in the pure sense.

Activists among the slaves assist the managers and get [-]% more food.

I dare not say how rich it is, after all, it is much better than suffering from hunger and starvation in the tribe before.

Those who can survive, have food to eat, can be converted to waiting for home after five years, and can be converted to governing the people after ten years. Some people who were originally restless gradually stabilized.

(End of this chapter)