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Chapter 334 0331 [Destruction of Liao Kingdom]

I have to say, Zhao Song is so damn rich.

Glass products and sugar were shipped in batches to various places in Zhao and Song Dynasties. As soon as they arrived, they were snapped up by local wealthy businessmen and gentry.

To the official trade caravans, the entire Zhao and Song dynasties were like a bottomless pit that could never be filled.

Some wealthy businessmen even made bold remarks: You can have as much glassware and white sugar as you want of this quality. Don’t be afraid that I don’t have the money, I’m just afraid that you don’t have the goods!

However, Monkey didn’t really believe it and adopted the hunger marketing model.

After supplying goods to a certain place, they would stop for a period of time. After being urged many times by wealthy businessmen, they would continue to supply goods leisurely.

Otherwise, the profits of the trade caravan this year may exceed 100 million.

The purpose of this is to prevent the glassware and sugar from expanding in a short period of time.

But even so, it wouldn't last long.

Land Trading's profits next year won't be much higher. It's already pretty good if it can maintain 80 million yuan.

In three to five years at most, Zhao Song's market will be completely saturated, and the prices of glassware and sugar will plummet.

After all, this thing is a luxury product, and Zhao Song's property is in the hands of a few people.

The vast majority of people cannot afford these two things.

There are only so many rich people, and even if a wealthy businessman likes it, if one person buys a dozen or so, it will be overwhelming.

But Han Zhen was not worried. After all, sea trade was the main battlefield. There were more than fifty leeks there, waiting to be harvested by him.

When the sea trade caravan officially sets sail next year, the status of land trade will plummet.

"You all know in your mind the number of commercial stocks, so I won't say more."

At Han Zhen's signal, Yang Shu led the supplementary officials and began to distribute money.

It was extremely troublesome for Zhao and Song to distribute money at the end of the year. Officials had to hire bullock carts to pull carts to their homes.

Not only is it inconvenient, but it is also unsightly to officials.

After all, they are all scholars who care about cultivating oneself, managing one's family, governing the country, and bringing peace to the world. Money is an external possession.

Now, the cars are driving to the house to block things, which is really hard to live up to in terms of face.

Things are much better here with Han Zhen, who is getting rich money.

Each person got a red envelope, and there was a poem written in plum blossom regular script on the red envelope, which was both light and elegant.

More than 40 million yuan was divided among more than 2,000 officials.

Small officials below the seventh rank, such as chief secretary and county magistrate, only have two to three thousand guan.

Counting the salary, it's really not as much as Zhao Song's.

And third-grade high-ranking officials like Xie Ding and Zhao Ting had much more, tens of thousands of them.

Want to get more dividends?

Okay, work hard, achieve political achievements, and strive for an early promotion.

This amount of money has been fixed in proportion since the Business Council set the business shares. After resignation or dismissal from office, the business shares in hand will be taken back.

Because it is a benefit for officials. If you are not an official, there will naturally be no dividends.

For a time, the atmosphere in the entire hall was extremely lively.

The officials who received the red envelopes were all beaming with joy and congratulating each other with smiles.

With this dividend, it is enough for them to live a prosperous year.

As a brigade commander and a sixth-grade military attache, Han Shizhong also received a red envelope. He wanted to open it and take a look, but felt embarrassed.

Looking around, he saw that Liu Qi had already opened the red envelope, pulled out a wad of thousand-guan notes, and counted them in his hands.

"Thirteen thousand six hundred guan, the county magistrate is so generous."

After counting the money, Liu Qi happily put it in his sleeve pocket, and then asked: "How much is yours?"

"I haven't read it yet."

Han Shizhong felt a little itchy.

Wu Jie on the side didn't care so much. Seeing that Liu Qi had already opened it, he couldn't help opening the red envelope.

After counting, he looked surprised and said: "There are more than 8,300 strings."

He had been working in Zhao Song's army for so many years, and he was only a low-ranking Zhongxun Lang. At the end of the year, the money in his hands was less than a hundred dollars.

Han Shizhong was better than him. Although the credit for capturing Fang La alive was taken away by Xin Xingzong, because of Yang Weizhong's upright words, Song Huizong still rewarded him with the title of Bingyi Lang, who was ranked eighth.

However, the status of military attachés in Zhao and Song Dynasties was low, and their treatment was very different from that of civilian officials. Especially for low-ranking military attachés like him, who only had more than 100 years of experience compared to Wu Jie.

For a moment, Wu Jie and Han Shizhong were moved.

Money is only one aspect, the most important thing is that they feel respected.

Regardless of whether he is a reduced general or a military attache, all will be treated equally.

It was the first time for Li Nanjia and Kuang Zixin to attend the court meeting, and they were a little uncomfortable.

She didn't care about money. She was used to being a bandit and had no idea about money. She lived a good life and lived a simple life, so she took the red envelope and stuffed it into her arms.

Kuang Zixin, on the other hand, had excitement in his eyes.

Feeling the thickness of the red envelope, he thought to himself that it was time to get married and have children.

Firstly, he is not young anymore, and secondly, he is afraid of delaying his fourth sister.

After all, he didn't have a family, and the fourth sister couldn't marry the ninth brother.

After the red hair is distributed, Han Zhen presses with one hand.

Upon seeing this, the civil and military officials in the hall immediately shut up. Han Zhen said loudly: "Two days later is the New Year's Day. As usual, we have seven days of rest. Each ministry and court will arrange the officials who are on duty and their replacements. A number of officials from the military department and cabinet will stay, and the rest will disperse."

"I resign!"

Hearing this, all the civil servants stood up one after another, bowed and walked out of the hall.

Soon, only Zhao Ting, Shi Wenhui, and a group of military attachés under the military headquarters were left in the hall.

Nie Dong and others stopped smiling and looked at Han Zhen with solemn expressions.

Han Zhen spoke slowly: "Tianzuo Emperor Yelu Yanxi was captured sixty miles outside Yingzhou New City fifteen days ago, and is now being escorted to Huining Mansion. Yelu Dashi led the remnant of 200 troops and fled to the Western Regions."

Although they had already vaguely guessed in their hearts, they still couldn't help but feel dazed when they heard the news coming from Han Zhen's own words.

The capture of Yelu Yanxi meant that Pan Heng, who had been in the north for more than 210 years, was completely destroyed in the Liao Kingdom!

So far, there is no Liao Kingdom in the world.

In the history books of later generations, this matter may only be described in a few words.

[In the fourth year of Baoda, Emperor Tianzuo was captured and the Liao Kingdom was destroyed. 】

But for Zhao Ting and others, the impact and shock brought by the demise of a huge dynasty was too great.

Let's not talk about other things, let's talk about the military generals. When they were young, almost all of them regarded the northern expedition to the Liao Kingdom and regaining the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun as their lifelong wish.

In particular, Han Shizhong and Wu Jie personally participated in the two Northern Expeditions.

Those two disastrous defeats were unforgettable to them, and they secretly vowed to avenge their disgrace.

But now, the powerful enemy in the past suddenly disappeared, as if he had been punched in cotton.

A feeling of loss lingered in my heart.

After a brief moment of confusion, Nie Dong spoke up: "Emperor Tian Zuo is captured, and the Jin people's march south may be accelerated."

Liu Qi nodded and agreed: "That's true. I should prepare early and prepare for war in advance."

"The Jin people want to fight, but Zhao Song also has to guard against them."

Han Zhen paused and continued his analysis: "Daming, Yingtian, and Xingren have accumulated 150,000 Song soldiers. At least 30,000 troops must be left to garrison at the border to ensure the safety of the rear. In other words, we sniper The Jin people's troops going south are only more than 30,000, and including the auxiliary troops, they are only 40,000."

Sending troops to capture gold was a strategy decided early on.

The first is to prevent the Jin people from destroying the Song Dynasty and then turn around and gather troops to capture Shandong.

Therefore, one arm must be cut off when the Jin soldiers split into two groups.

Once the Jin soldiers descending from Yanyun are repulsed, offense and defense will become easy in an instant, and Han Zhen will have the initiative in this chaotic battle.

Whether to advance or retreat, it all depends on his thoughts.

The second is to grasp the great cause and build momentum for the eastward march to the capital.

Third, with the power of defeating the Jin soldiers, the eastward march will be smoother.

Han Zhen shouted: "Come here, show us the map!"

The next moment, two supplementary officers carried a huge screen into the hall.

On the screen, there is a map of the Northern Territory printed on it.

Han Zhen attached great importance to intelligence, and this map was the result of nearly a year's work by the scouts of the scout camp.

Everything from mountains and rivers to villages and ponds is clearly marked.

There is even a huge three-dimensional sand table in the White Tiger Hall of the military camp.

Han Shizhong took a step forward, cupped his fists and said: "County magistrate, the Jin cavalry is powerful and numerous. There are no less than 30,000 horses in Tiefutu and Guaizi. Although our Qingzhou Army also has cavalry, the number is at a disadvantage, so the blocking location must not be in Shandong. surroundings, otherwise the Jin people will definitely send cavalry to harass the Shandong states and cause fire in the backyard."

"Therefore, the general believes that the battlefield is on the Tangluo defense line. Even if the Jin people are not blocked, Shandong will have enough time to respond."

The Tangluo Defense Line, also known as the Great Water Wall, was Zhao Song's last line of defense in Hebei.

Due to the loss of the sixteen states of Yanyun, Zhao Song faced the Liao Kingdom with almost no natural dangers to defend.

In particular, the failure of the Gaoliang River Chariot God in the Northern Expedition twice in a row made the wild people of the Zhao and Song Dynasties panic.

Minister He Chengju proposed to build water networks in Baoding and other places.

The so-called Tangluo is a general term for a water network composed of ditches, rivers, puddles, paddy fields, etc.

It finally took thirty years to build this Great Water Wall.

The entire Tangluo defense line starts from Xitang (Beijing) in the west and ends at Nigu Haikou (Nigu Village, Tianjun Liangcheng) in the east, stretching across seven military prefectures. There are 19 rivers and 30 lakes along the route. The entire line is divided into 8 sections and 26 forts are set up.

This line of defense is too deep for a horse to carry, and too shallow for a boat to carry. It can effectively restrict the Khitan cavalry from going south.

Han Shizhong chose the battlefield here to suppress the Jin cavalry to the maximum extent, and at the same time maximize the positional warfare power of the field artillery.

"The last general will second the proposal!"

"The last general will second the proposal!"

Nie Dong, Liu Qi and others all agreed.

In fact, the generals were not idle during this period, and often deduced the battle situation on the sand table.

The choice of the battlefield at the Tangluo Defense Line was the result of their joint discussion.

Looking at the map, Shi Wenhui frowned and said: "If we choose this place, the terrain is indeed beneficial to us, but the disadvantage is that the logistics supply will be stretched out, four to five hundred miles away. Such a long supply line will be wasted. If there are too many, the Jin people will definitely send a small group of cavalry to harass them."

To transport ten carts of grain and grass over a distance of four to five hundred miles, at least five carts will be lost on the road.

You must always be prepared for Jin cavalry raids.

"Don't worry about supplies."

Han Zhen's tone was full of confidence, and his eyes fell on Kuang Zixin and Li Nanjia.

(End of this chapter)