Carrying hundreds of monks and carts of Buddhist scriptures, Pan Mei went to Xiliang, shouldering the important task of recapturing the Hexi Corridor.

Yang Ye, who was far away in Beiting Protectorate, which is the Hetao area, couldn't help but sigh when he heard the situation in Hexi.

The trade line of the grasslands in the north and south of the desert must be replenished through the Hetao area, so the arrival of some merchants has made his news particularly well-informed.

"Shilong, the situation in the northwest is really sighing!"

Yang Ye shook his head. Since he took over the Hetao area, he has not done much. The major tribes are intimidating him, either building a city or farming, which is really not very refreshing.

"If Liangzhou City had such a great worry, if we had gained and lost earlier, we would have made great contributions to the forefront of thousands of miles?"

When Zhe Yuxun heard this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Protector, you are lonely!"

"This thousand miles of distance is not so easy to overcome. We should do it well to manage Hetao."

"No!" Yang Ye shook his head stubbornly, looked at the endless grassland, and said, "The origin of our Beiting Protectorate is for the Northwest Beiting. Now it is only in Hetao, what is it?"

Thinking of this, Yang Ye said ambitiously: "I just want to break through the Hexi Corridor, go to Beiting, and rebuild the four Anxi towns."

"The four towns of Anxi..." Zhe Yuxun shook his head and said, "Protector, let's manage Hetao well. I heard that this Liangzhou war was caused by the Khitans, and the people of the Khikas were supported by the Khikas."

"The people of Khikas——"

Yang Ye smiled, as if he had been waiting for a long time. He turned his head and said excitedly: "The people of the Khitans are dying. A dog whose bones were broken by the Khitans dared to provoke our Tang Dynasty? He is so tired of living."

"We just happened to have an excuse to use troops!"

"However, the Khitans' northwest Qidan Division and tens of thousands of elite Khitan cavalry should not be underestimated."

In fact, Zhe Yuxun was still a little afraid of the Khitans because the Zhe family had been confronting them for decades and knew a lot about the Khitans, so they were naturally worried.

"You are right!" Yang Ye was quickly convinced. He said freely: "At this point, you still have to farm and build a city. How can a mere few cities be enough?"

"In two years, another 300,000 acres of land will be reclaimed. In this way, the Yellow River water will be fully irrigated, and one batch of water can be collected by one, which is enough to raise 30,000 cavalry."

Yang Ye smiled, looking at the rather deserted land, his smile diminished, and his mood became quiet again: "Shilong, I have read some documents. In the Hetao area, there were more than 100,000 people in the three surrendered cities alone, and the rest of the people still had 200,000."

"But now, before household registration, there were only tens of thousands of people. In times of trouble, the people in these frontiers were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were slaughtered."

"At least, the people of the Central Plains can still escape south, and there is a glimmer of hope-"

Hearing this, Zhe Yuxun was silent. He also felt a little sad. He touched the mossy wall and said, "It's not just Hetao, the four towns of Anxi, and the Hexi Corridor, but there are more than one million people. The prestige of the court has been lost, and there are jackals from all directions, and the people are suffering!"

Yang Ye looked calmly. The sun in Hetao area was particularly bright. He gritted his teeth and said, "So, if you suffer a loss, you have to pay it back twice."

Upon hearing this, Zhe Yuxun agreed: "It must be so. The barbarians do not know their shame and kindness, and must use iron blood to make them scared."

Although Zhe Yuxun was a Dangxiang person, he had long regarded himself as a Han or Tang people. His prefectures were located on the border and his interactions with the Hu people in the north were naturally very annoying to the barbarians.

Although China's population has been increasing since ancient times, in fact, the population increase and decrease are simultaneously, the Central Plains region flourishes, while the border is covered with bloodstains.

In the Western Regions, millions of immigrants in Hexi, millions of people in Liaodong, and even hundreds of thousands of people in Annan Protectorate were in a sense, but in some sense, they were also lost.

At the end of the Tang Dynasty, the population lost to the frontier was uncountable.

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During the two generations of Yelu Abaoji and Yelu Deguang, the Khitans continued to conquer the vast number of nations, thus building a grassland empire with huge territory.

From the Heilongjiang River Basin in the east and to the vast grasslands of Mount Altai in the west, all nomads living in the grasslands in the northern desert became ministers of Liao.

The northern desert area has become an important part of this grassland empire.

Since the Khalils and the Khanate did not establish a new grassland empire after the destruction of the Uighur Khanate, the desert was scattered and a large number of "Bobu" depended on the Khitan.

To dodge, that is, the Tatars.

Decades have passed, and with the Northwest Road, the people in the Mobei region have always been very stable, even the people of the Kias are obedient.

Just in the early Xiaxia, the Northwest Road recruitment department welcomed a new recruitment envoy, Yelu Xianshi.

By the way, before Yelu Xian ascended the throne of Khan, Yelu Xianshi was a minister of his vassal residence. The difference between the two was just one word, so they were close to each other.

Shortly after Yelu Xian ascended the throne, he appointed Yelu Xianshi as the governor of Ningjiang Army and was granted the loyal and meritorious officials.

Afterwards, he was appointed as the Privy Councilor of the Northern Court and was also the Minister of the Inspectorate, and was awarded the title of the hero of Baojie.

Nowadays, he has sent important tasks to serve as the Northwest Road to recruit envoys, suppress the north of the Mobei, suppress the south of the Mobei, and force Hexi, which are the top priority for maintaining the territory of the Khitan Grassland Empire.

"Yang Ye was so forced!"

Yelu Xianshi came to Zhenzhou and looked at the rather deserted and barbaric city. He couldn't help but shake his head and said.

"Why did the master say this?" the guard beside him said in confusion.

"Hahaha, you can understand it at this glance!"

Yelu Xianshi smiled and said, "Look at this Zhenzhou City, the roads on the ground are very hard. It can be seen that it was forged by years of prosperity, but now there are fewer travels, but it is not as good as before."

Sure enough, as soon as he entered the city, the garrison started crying and arguing.

There was shortage of food and soldiers, but equipment. Under the blockade of the southern desert, merchants rarely came to Zhenzhou, and the business was almost ruined, and they could not get any benefits.

Yelu Xianshi refused to comment on this. He stared at everyone and kept watching, which made the generals feel distressed.

"I'll just listen to your nonsense!"

Yelu Xianshi's paper fan shook, and the wind was light and clouds were quiet.

"We are originally a Hu people, so it's normal to talk nonsense." A general muttered.

"Fart--" Yelu Xianshi put down the paper fan fiercely. The table was lit. He said angrily: "There is not a thousand or eight hundred in Mobei. You can eat a little bit of it and you will be fat and strong. Are you still crying for poverty with me?"
Chapter completed!