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The First Champion Chapter 669

Before the snow fell, the order to end the war seemed to be completed just at the right time, making everything more complete.

After Yang Lin received the news, he just let out a long sigh. This fierce battle has been going on for seven or eight years.

After ten years of planning, he finally got good results. The feeling of relief made Yang Lin know that he has been overwhelmed by this matter all the time.

Running here and there, running around an increasingly larger territory, the original intention was only to prevent the Jingkang catastrophe from repeating itself.

"Zeguo Jiangshan enters the battle plan, the living people have no plans to enjoy Qiaosu. With Jun Mo's words to seal the Marquis, one general will be successful." Yang Lin chanted loudly, and then gave the order to reward the three armies, comfort the soldiers who died in battle, and keep the army in place Take a break, slaughter sheep and cattle, drink at the camp, and celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Song Jiang had cleaned up the corners and corners of the entire Daliao, and rushed to Shenyang Mansion at this time.

The battle was lonely, and everyone was waiting for Yang Lin's instructions, whether to continue to subdue the scattered tribes, or to withdraw to the north.

The lobby of the government office built in Shenyang Mansion was brightly lit. Although the full moon was covered by dark clouds outside, the cheerful atmosphere inside the hall could not be blocked.

Tables were arranged in the shape of a Chinese character, with more than a dozen generals on the left, seven or eight civil servants on the right, and Yang Lin sat alone at the head.In addition to several generals from the Song Dynasty, some Korean generals also squeezed in.

Everyone was smiling, toasting and shouting at each other, boasting about their achievements in this battle.

Yang Lin patted the table, stood up and said, "Everyone, after a hundred battles, the northern captives will be wiped out. For this first glass of wine, let's respect the dead brothers together."

After finishing speaking, he spilled the wine on the ground, with the rim of the cup facing down, and threw a blow at the sky.

All the soldiers followed suit one after another, and Yang Lin continued, "The second cup, to all of you who are still alive, sleep on your head, and fight with swords and soldiers. After this battle, we will be invincible, and we will no longer need to lick blood with a knife."

Everyone in the hall, including Gao Li generals, all looked proud.

Yang Lin chuckled, and said, "This third cup, toast me, Yang Lin, is really qualified to toast myself!"

After completing this great event, Yang Lin asked himself to be ashamed of the sky, and ashamed of the earth. He came here once and lived up to this life.

All the people in the hall stood up and toasted him.

"Okay, let's continue drinking."

Song Jiang next to him could see that Yang Lin was not enjoying himself so much, he lowered his head and asked, "Young Master, what's on your mind?"

Yang Lin really felt a little lost, and he didn't know why, maybe too many people died.In exchange for the lives of countless soldiers in peacetime, the sky in the northern region has begun to snow, but they no longer know how to feel warm or cold.

But at this time, it is natural not to confide in the heart, so as not to affect everyone's celebration because of my emotions.

The soldiers at the border, these years have not been easy, especially Han Shizhong's troops guarding the Great Wall and the Western Army guarding Yunnei.

Fights are fought almost every day. After this battle, there will never be such a fierce battle again.

After solving the Jurchen opponent, the Mongolian grassland was once again "holy war" by himself. If there is an opponent, it may be that Daliao in the west is still a threat, but Yelu Dashi is smart enough, and he probably won't come out of trouble.

Yang Lin deliberately said, "Such a feat, but I have to report it myself. It's a pity that there is no Gao Yanei here. Singing and drinking with me, the interest is lost by half!"

Song Jiang's face darkened, and he turned his head away, thinking that you were sad for the dead soldiers, so it was because no one cheered you on

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Chapter 742 Iron blood suppression

Regardless of whether it was attacking the Xiongnu from the north or conquering Mobei five times, the general dynasty, after defeating the enemies in the north, would choose to support the pro-Han tribes and then withdraw their troops.

But those who are not of our race must have a different heart. In a place like this outside the customs, let a tribe govern alone for a long time, how can it be unambiguous.

Even in the Central Plains, a feudal town that has been separated for a long time cannot be of one mind and one mind with the unified imperial court.

Yang Lin is determined to change this situation, publicizing the benefits of migration on a large scale, and relaxing various policies.

For a time, tens of 10 people were fooled, abandoned their homes and businesses, sold their properties, and came to reclaim wasteland.

In Huanglong Mansion, there is also a plan to build a city here.

Yang Lin came in person to direct the construction of the city. There are many ethnic groups here, including Han people, Khitan people, Jurchen people, Dangxiang people, Tieli people, and Shiwei people.

However, after the city was built, every registered household could receive some foundation and property.

The land here is sparsely populated, even if all the people go out, there will be a lot of open space left.

Yang Lin looked at the rebellion information of various ethnic groups in the farther north, without the slightest anger on his face.

This is all expected, if you want to take away their power, how can they not resist.

"Song Gongming's proposal to set up a yamen is deeply in my heart. The most important thing is to remove the power of the original leader and patriarch step by step."

Bohai and Shiwei scrambled to surrender, and there were no enemies in the north.

The system implemented in the former Daliao was a bit loose, and the Jurchen high-pressure policy was too strict. The best choice is to be included in the official system.

Hundreds of thousands of troops have just wiped out the Jurchen, and the remaining prestige is still there. It is the right time to lift the military power of all the patriarchs and leaders.

So soon, the order was issued, and the chiefs of the tribes were still the chiefs, who could mediate disputes, cooperate with officials, and protect the environment and the people.

To put it bluntly, they are a bit like the gentry in the Central Plains, and they also control some land, but they cannot directly intervene in local criminal, political, and military affairs.

It is not allowed to gather private soldiers, it is not allowed to collect taxes, it has no power to judge crimes, and it is not allowed to impose punishment on the tribe at will.

For a while, many Shiwei and Bohai patriarchs jumped out to oppose, and there were many rebels.

Yang Lin found a rock and squatted down regardless of whether it was cold or not.

Facing several generals, he said, "In the land outside Huahua, the law of the jungle has long been preyed on by the weak. It is impossible for you to reason with them. It is like taming a wild beast. Only when it hurts and you give it some sweetness, he will obediently obey."

"Those who are disobedient will be beaten with a stick, and if they are a little obedient, they will be given a piece of meat. Even ligers, tigers and ferocious beasts will be tamed one day."

"But it's futile for you to expect to hold the Four Books and Five Classics, the poems and the classics, and read them to them for 1 years. When they are truly integrated, they will become our best people, support the court, and be loyal."

"Otherwise, you didn't hurt them. Even though you are respectful on the surface, sooner or later, when you are weak, he will show his minions and bite you bloody."

The generals understood, and soon a large-scale animal taming operation was launched in the north. These more than 30 soldiers who had just fought for seven or eight years were full of murderous looks.Anyone who resists the imperial court will be suppressed with iron blood, no matter what is done step by step.

When the power is absolutely crushing, it is a bit pretentious to implement benevolent government and want to completely change the way of ruling this region.

No matter how good the policy is, since it touches the root of the power of the leader and patriarch, it will inevitably be resisted. It is wishful thinking to expect someone to be grateful for some kindness.

Song Jun's approach this time is very simple. If you don't follow my instructions, I will kill all the patriarchs.

If you kill them all, there will be no patriarch. Whoever you support will be killed again.

After a few more visits, the barbaric branches and leaves on this land have been pruned clean, so that it can be incorporated into the Central Plains system.

After Kaesong, Yang Ziqian went ashore, only to realize that the Jurchen had been destroyed in such a short period of time.

Yang Ziqian was once again proud of his vision, twisted his beard and said, "Sure enough, it's not what I expected."