At the end of the Tang Dynasty, it was a feudal town, but in Western Europe

"Return to Commander." Chen Chongyi changed into a white linen jacket with narrow sleeves, and put on a woolen robe with wide sleeves, "In this battle, our army killed and wounded more than 210 Bannermen, killed 470 of Yuerzen's enemies, captured 850 young and strong, and about [-] women, children, old and weak.

The invading enemy originally had more than 530 people, but about [-] people escaped, killed a total of [-] people, and captured more than [-] people. The enemy generals have been captured alive, and the captured weapons have not yet been counted. "

Since Wang Sima needs to preside over the overall situation in Badovik, while Zhenhui will guard Hamburg, Feng Sen brings Chen Chongyi out and serves as the military clerk to help him record and organize.

Chen Chongyi was originally Li Sheng's Kong Muguan, so it is natural to do these things in his old profession, and he is even better than Wang Sima, who became a monk halfway through (Wang Sima was frustrated in both official and literary circles, so he joined the army).

"How about the casualties of the Jingnan Army?"

"Only one person was scratched by the throwing axe. He has been treated and is not seriously injured."

"That's right." Feng Sen nodded, "Have all the other matters, such as rewards, been arranged?"

"Everything has been arranged, the heads have been counted, those who should be promoted to the countryside have been issued badges, and those who should make up ten households and hundreds of households have also filed complaints, but Uerzen still needs to listen to your opinion on how to arrange it."

"Who do we have to support hundreds of households? Not the ones from Hamburg, just the ones in this battle." Feng Sen asked after pondering for a while, "We have Olaf in the Viking flag, Kebot and others in the Saxon flag, and Dick, He is the Baihu who shouted to kill the enemy, and he won the first job in seizing the door."

"Oh? Really?" Feng Sen's eyelids shrank slightly, "Call Olaf, Kebot, and Dick in."

"Here."

Soon, the three of them walked into the meeting hall and bowed their hands to Feng Sen.

"See the commander."

"Well, good." Feng Sen straightened his back and sat upright on the chair. "Today's big victory depends on all of you. I have also said before that meritorious deeds must be rewarded, and deeds must be punished. Today we have captured Uerzen. We have finished dealing with the affairs in Lüne County, and we must also count the previous military exploits. Olaf!"

"Here!"

"You still seal ten households and one hundred households in the Viking Banner, right? Chen Sicheng, please record that Olaf, a hundred households in the Viking Banner, has courage and is good at fighting. First break Lune, and then fight in Uerzen. Feng, so the position of Baihu in Viking Banner was changed to a regular position.

Give Yuerzen the first house, a horizontal knife, a good horse, a bag of Denier, three dendrobiums of wheat, and [-] mu of land. Each of the flags under the flag will give Lune [-] mu of land, and stationed in Yuerzen .Well, give him a Chinese surname. Olaf has the meaning of the ancestor's inheritance, so let's give him the surname Zu. "

"Here! Thank you, Commander!" After Arvo's translation, Olaf was overjoyed and thanked Feng Sen.

"Kebot, you used to be from Stormare's Department?" Feng Sen leaned forward, resting his elbows on his thighs.

"Ah, I just came to vote for the coach this fall." The tall man, who was almost as tall as Feng Sen, replied in a low voice.

"Well, very good, you are ten households of bannermen. In this way, Chen Sicheng, Kebot, I will order you to be one hundred households of the Saxon banner, and give you the surname Fan. You can choose twenty households of bannermen from Uerzen and prisoners of war, forty households will be covered, and the rest will be filled up slowly. In addition, you will be given fifty acres of land, two dendrobiums of wheat, one bag of Denier, and the first house of Badovic's house."

"Thank you, Marshal!" Kebot replied in a daze.

Then, Feng Sen looked at Dick, "Good boy, good Dick, I heard that today is the first city gate you broke into?"

"Luck and luck." Dick smiled in Chinese with his teeth bared.

"Luck? Boy, who did you learn from?" Feng Sen's eyes widened.

"I'm from the same town as Feng Youde Qianniuwei, he taught me." Dick was honest and honest.

"Feng San can't understand his own words, so he is teaching others." Feng Sen shook his head, "Dick, you are a hundred households, I will ask you about the achievements of this battle, or Yin will become a hundred households, and I will seal you off again." If you have fifty acres of land, you can save the military achievements first and set up a thousand households for you. When you are promoted to a Han with a foreign surname, if there is a vacancy for a thousand households, you will take up the post immediately. How do you choose?"

"I choose Qianhu." Dick replied without any hesitation.

"You're going straight to the two thousand stones." Feng Sen joked, "But a soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier. You made a good choice, Chen Sicheng, set up a thousand households for Dick's hundred households, Give the surname Niu."

"Thank you, Marshal!" The three bowed their hands to Feng Sen together.

Feng Sen nodded: "Okay, let's go and pick out the coats under the banner, oh yes, the bannermen can pick from the batch of coats on the battlefield today, I will supply the coats of Zhao Si's banner with captives, and the coats of Zhao Si's This group of coated soldiers trained well, give him a credit too."

Asking these three people to withdraw, Feng Sen looked at Chen Sicheng: "Have the other people's coats, flags, or promotions to Han people with other surnames been properly arranged?"

"Currently counting merits, it has not been arranged yet."

"Be careful, if something goes wrong in this kind of thing, it will be a mess. Have all the bannermen who died in battle been buried?"

"They were all cremated and put in jars, while the bannermen were put in coffins, and they were still buried in the coffin."

"Send them back tomorrow morning. If there are parents and wives among the bannermen who died in the battle, they will be included in the military farm, and they will be assigned some leisure work. Don't let them starve to death. If there are children among them, they will be sent to the Hamburg Elementary School. , let the group of old students lead the new students."

"Here!" Chen Sicheng nodded, and was about to leave, when he saw Kebot at the door leading a wounded brown-haired man walking in, the two sides nodded and said hello, and then left separately.

Chapter 131

Looking at Elfgar who was being dragged out by the guards, Feng Sen couldn't help but sighed: "An eagle can grow in a hen's coop, and a strange flower can grow in a swamp. Among the Saxons, he is a rare hero."

"Then why don't you recruit him?" Cui Xutuo, who was standing aside, couldn't help asking.

Feng Sen shook his head: "The enemy's hero is my enemy. It is precisely because he is a hero that I cannot recruit him, pass it on, give him a glass of poisoned wine, place a grave for him, and choose a few of his subordinates It guards the mausoleum."

"Here."

Feng Sen sat back on his seat, took out a pen and paper, and waved at Cui Xutuo, and he knew it and asked the guards to drag the rebel officers back.

Although Elfgar's mouth is tough, his subordinates know everything they can say.

After their narration and the news from all sides, the situation of the entire Saxony battle is basically clear. Vidukind's operation was as fierce as a tiger, and he made a huge momentum, and was directly defeated by Charlie.

Charlie continued to supply supplies, not only to defeat his opponents on the battlefield, but also to plunder their cattle and sheep economically, burn their fields, attack their fortresses with precision, and continue to fight mentally and carry out terrorist propaganda.

Many rebel leaders found themselves in the wilderness, unable to resupply, but the Frankish army was able to advance with impunity, as if no one was in the land. After multiple blows, they received Charlie's promise to spare their lives. Definitely slightly spicy.

In the north, Vidukind shrank back to Lubis (Lübeck) after the disastrous defeat, only one trembling away from the final blow, and the military power was taken away by Albion, but the flood caused by the heavy rain made the ground impassable, so they did not continue to pursue.

Although the rebel army in the south is powerful, we can also know from the narration of those rebel soldiers that although there are more than 2 or nearly 3 rebels in Wuda, according to Feng Sen, they are just Dead bones in the tomb.

At least half of the 3 people in their army are stationed locally, and the most elite Elfgar department was wiped out by Feng Senyuerzencheng's establishment. It is estimated that only a little over 1 people stayed in Blankenburg. Just talking about these 1 people is not a strong army.

From the mouths of the rebel soldiers, Feng Sen learned that since the capture of most of South Saxony, Chief Uda has been in a state of intoxication, spending no more than an hour a day dealing with military affairs. Many things are handled by Elfga, and Uda is sometimes only responsible for decision-making.

Therefore, in the big camp of Blankenburg, many soldiers did not have enough food and clothing, and there were a large number of deserters every day. It's almost impossible.

Before you Uda came, I was bullied by the Franks, and after you Uda came, I was bullied by bandits. Didn’t Uda come in vain?

Of course, not all the high-ranking Uda rebels are idiots. For example, Elfgar is a representative. Many priests and some smart nobles are supporting Elfgar, but unfortunately, their representatives have been poisoned to death by Feng Sen with a glass of poisoned wine.

Feng Sen guessed that at this time, the panic and anxiety in these people's hearts could not be increased. The southern rebel army was not coordinated, and they hesitated and walked wildly, which was even worse than Vidukind.

As for the Magdeburg rebels, they have basically been dilapidated in the three-way tug-of-war between Villetti, Saxons, and Sorbs.

At this time, Magdeburg, after the Sorbs plundered, was basically empty and hungry. The Sorbs went back for the winter contentedly after getting the money and goods.

As for the Villetti, they were taking care of the Eupolites, and the Frisians were also fighting back and forth with Astolfo and others near the Lauworth River, unable to make a move.

It seems that next summer, the rebellion will be completely quelled.

It was too fast, Feng Sen was a little confused. In the official history, the rebellion of Vidukind alone took Charlemagne to deal with for three full years, and it could not be put down until 785. Now, not only the Saxons but also the Frisians are raising troops People, Sorbs, etc., but it was only 783 years ago, and Vidukind's rebellion was about to be put down.

It's really strange, could it be that Feng Sen's existence also caused a positive butterfly effect?No, Feng Sen helped Vidukind break down Bremen, and also sent military instructors and supplies to Vidukind, in the hope that he could attract Charlemagne's attention and facilitate his own display.

As a result, not only was it not attractive, it also died faster.

Feng Sen also wants to take advantage of the three-year window to make a fortune. After taking Lune, he will continue to attack Dannenberg and Brunswick, at least extending his tentacles to Magdeburg. It is much more convenient to take the Rammelsberg mine in Turingen.

It's just that now it seems that it's too late. It's really not as fast as the plan.

So should we step up the pace?Feng Sen became a little irritable. He stood up and paced back and forth in the empty hall.

At present, there are two roads for Feng Sen. The first one is to take advantage of this opportunity and continue to go south. Before the news of Elfgar's defeat spreads, Wu Taohong Ru Brunswick, fish in troubled waters.

If the other party still didn't find out, Feng Sen even wondered if there was a possibility of rushing thousands of miles to take Blankenburg, the stronghold of the Uda rebels.

The second is to keep the promise, return to the court, and send troops to rescue Ou Porit.

If he chooses the former, Feng Sen may get the land of Brunswick or even South Saxony. At that time, he can directly form the South Saxony Alliance and be the leader himself, just like those so-called East Frankish noble alliances.

With a large area of ​​land and a source of soldiers, Feng Sen himself was able to operate himself as one of the best princes in Frank within five years.

If he chooses the latter, Feng Sen may have to give up the war here and go to rescue Ou Porit. Although he can also get a share of the North Sea trade, after all, he will make wedding clothes for others.

What's more, Feng Sen has no idea what's going on in Oupolit's country at the moment. On Uda's side, at least he has captured some rebel soldiers from Uda for interrogation, and the caravan in Hamburg can collect information, and Willey Man, he has no information at all.

It's just...Feng Sen sighed, not to mention the promise between him and Lyudmila, just talking about the last time he sent troops to Denmark, Oppolit also helped him transport supplies and wounded under the pressure of Denmark, and did not take any money.

In other words, Oppolit really helped him a lot. In fact, the group of Slavic businessmen that Feng Sen started with was probably also the kindness that Oppolit showed him.

In this land, where are there so many Slavs who believe in the teaching of the Heavenly Father?Nine out of ten those slave traders were Eupolites.

How to choose?

Faced with such a major choice, Feng Sen no longer paced back and forth as before, but stared blankly at the candlestick oil lamp flickering on the wall.

The faces of Lyudmila and Drosco kept flashing in his mind, but soon, the faces of Charlemagne and the many dead cavalrymen of the Jingnan Army also kept appearing.

Finally Feng Sen looked away from the candlelight, he closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he breathed a sigh of relief, unfolded the white paper on the table with a wry smile, picked up a pen and wrote down his decision.

Chapter 132 Head-grabbing

"Back to Eupolite?"

Looking at the simplified Chinese characters on the white paper, Feng Sen couldn't help but shook his head and smiled wryly. No matter what, Drosco helped him a lot.

It's fine if the kindness of dripping water is not reciprocated by the spring. Do you still have to stand by and watch when it is suffering?Although Feng Sen always claims to have a flexible moral bottom line, he often has to abandon his rationality and say: a man lives in the world, and he always has to do something and not do something.

Even when Cao Cao offered his sword to Dong Zhuo, people can't be reduced to utilitarian lackeys.

"Just be self-willed once, after all..." Feng Sen muttered to himself mockingly while writing the plan and outline on the white paper, "Feng Luoshan, Feng Luoshan, you only know that heroes in troubled times can survive, but you never Think about why a hero is a hero."

Taking out a small seal from his waist, Feng Sen pressed lightly on the white paper, dried the ink on the white paper, and beckoned to an attendant: "Give this to Chen Sicheng, let him write a detailed plan, and then send it to Hamburg for everyone to discuss."

"Here."

Feng Sen watched the attendant leave in a hurry, as if he had settled down on something in his mind, and the expression on his face relaxed. Now that he had made a decision, all he had to do was to go all out.

Calling two attendants, Feng Sen decided to go out for a walk before the sun went down, and check out the geographical situation around Uerzen by the way.

Pushing open the door, the first thing that catches the eye is a crimson red sky. After several days of continuous rain, at night, a corner of the sun was exposed in the thick clouds.

Stepping on the muddy ground in Jülzen, Feng Sen could feel the restless and hateful eyes in the house. Some of these residents will leave their hometowns and go to Hamburg in the next few days.

And the Baoyi who made meritorious service in the war will become bannermen and masters, and come to Uerzen to build their city and farmland, waiting for Feng Sen's next call.

This is also the mode of operation of the Eight Banners. Every time a place is conquered, bannermen of the same culture are transported to the local area as nobles, and then the high-level nobles are relocated to Hamburg to become new coats.

For example, during the conquest of Lune this time, all families in Lune who owned more than ten cows or more than fifty sheep had to migrate to Hamburg, and the land and houses they vacated were bought by Feng Sen at a low price and then given to them. Those promoted coats.

And those noble and priestly families who migrated to Hamburg must buy houses and property after arriving in Hamburg, right?Must be consumed, right?They still have a lot of money in their hands, after all, it is the accumulation of several generations.

Even if there is no money, Feng Sen paid a lot when he bought the land. Relocating in a place is the most expensive, so no matter how much Feng Sen spent to redeem their land, the money will still flow back to himself hands.

Although it seems superfluous, the economy prospers through continuous circulation. Gold and silver buried in the ground are not called money, they are just a pile of broken stones.

Staggeringly, he walked outside Uerzen's stockade. The smell of blood was still in the air. A few crows were lying on a piece of flesh, pecking at it constantly.

The outer wall of the wooden village has become a piece of ruins, with charred traces covering the entire wall. Feng Sen can clearly smell a pungent smell of pine tar and wet wood burning.

On the village square in front of the wooden village, a group of Saxon soldiers were gathering. They bound the corpses of three enemy soldiers around a wooden stake, and inserted iron swords into their mouths to fix them on the wooden stake.

At the feet of these corpses hanging in the air, there are some broken weapons and the heads of the enemy soldiers, and there are many blood-stained bones among them.

"What is this doing?"

A Saxon guard replied respectfully: "This is a sacrificial ceremony for Woden. Doing so can win the favor of the gods and bless us with victories in every battle."

"I forgot about this." Feng Sen patted his head and asked, "Where did these heads come from?"

"It's all counted and counted. They said they would burn it after the sacrifice, so Chen Sicheng let them go."

Feng Sen shook his head and said with a smile: "Then don't disturb them, let's go."

In the land of Saxony, although under the oppression of Charlemagne, lords of all sizes had to convert to the Church of the Heavenly Father, and built churches to preach, and many free people also converted in batches, looking like a Looks quite productive.

But in fact, due to the short period of conquest and the shortage of priests, many Saxons who converted in the so-called Heavenly Father diocese often have dual beliefs, that is, they believe in Heavenly Father on the surface to teach asceticism, but in private they still sacrifice blood to the blood god.

In their eyes, there are Odin, Sol, and a lot of gods in this world, and the so-called Heavenly Father is just one of them. Believe it or not, it doesn’t cost money anyway.

Like this, most of the people's superficial beliefs belong to the parishes in good condition. Most of the parishes are noble lords who believe in Heavenly Father, and the bottom people still believe in their Woden (Odin) and Perun (the main god of Slavic mythology).

The current Heavenly Father religion has not yet developed to the dominance and control of later generations, so people, especially the first generation of conquered pagans, have always been quite flexible in their religious beliefs, and this situation has always appeared on the mainland in the Middle Ages.

This dual belief situation will last for a long time, and it will even erode the Heavenly Father himself a little bit. For example, many local versions of icons and paintings carry elements of local primitive beliefs, including those who painted Isaiah's horns.

Later, some believers of evil gods will gradually erode the local church, insisting that the evil gods on three sides of their own are the heavenly father. Most of the things that the Inquisition does are to eliminate these heresies, such as burning witches, the Inquisition instead It is expressly prohibited.

Let’s not talk about whether Feng Sen should stop them. After the war, he still builds the capital from time to time. There is no difference between the elder brother and the second brother, except that the Saxon sacrifices are a little bloodier.

"catch him!"

"That's our Dick Hundred!"

"Put the head down!"

Feng Sen was riding a horse and was about to go to a nearby water pond, when there was a sudden noise in his ears, and he saw Kebot holding a human head in his arms, running wildly all the way under the siege of several Saxon soldiers.