It was an elite light cavalry of three thousand people. The flag they held high was embroidered with "Zhao" and a white feathered feather feathered feather, which was the little princess's big pendant; one side was embroidered with "Gao" and a white cloud, which was the big pendant of Lady Gao.

The word "wei" fluttered high on the flag on the other side.

The black letter of the red flag is the Beiting Hou Daqin, the people of Chagatai respect the most and fear the most.

After three big flags, the big flag of King Zhongshun fluttered high, surrounded by a big red flag with the word "Ming". The three flags of sun, moon, stars and stars are fluttering in the wind. The Jinyiwei in bright clothes and angry horses are clustered around and winding with the banner.

What a red flag that completely dyed the snow field red.

The bleak sunlight in the sky seemed to be thousands of times brighter!

After the banner, Wei Zhong had a big horse and a big gun, three or five miles away from the front army and three or five miles away from the rear army, leaving only a huge world for him.

This is what the old prince means.

"Weiyang galloped in the Western Regions for several years, settled Qinghai, pacified Turpan, captured Beiting, shocked Chagatai Yarkand, and shocked the world. Wherever he passed, Hu Chief dared not show his eyes and brave men dared not bend his bow. This is his glory." The old man told the old emperor.

The old emperor was fascinated by: "Such a hero can be called the Great Wall of the Ming Dynasty."

The old man scratched his head: "Then you still send someone to assassinate him?"

"Politics, how can there be so clean?" the old emperor said helplessly, "Don't say it, Brother Wang, I heard that the grassland tribes also mean to marry the Duke of Qin?"

"He dares?" the old man laughed strangely, "I wonder how those who have been taught these days, but do you really want to throw that group of people in Henan Prefecture?"

"The ministers are not trustworthy." The old emperor saw clearly, "I agree with many measures of the Western Army. In addition to the words "snatched the whip and sucked the nobles" by Wei Yang, among which the military was professionalized and restricted, and the civil servant group and the land economy were all great causes for the future generations of the country. Look at those civil servants, how many families are not rich in land and many shops? I originally thought that what they said was not to compete for profit with the people, but they really did not compete for the interests of the people. Later I realized what they said

The people are just themselves. Brother Wang, military generals have been chaotic in ancient times, and civil officials have chaotic in the country. How many times have they been published in history? Since I have decided to entrust the world to you, I cannot let the civil servant group enter the western front at this time. The Western Army will definitely deal with these bad and bad bureaucratic interest groups in the future. This sword cannot be covered with rust at this time. The future depends on whether the young people can control emerging interest groups."

At this moment, the front paused for a moment.

Wei Yang was stopped by the herdsmen.

"The people of the Ming Dynasty, the people of the Chagatai tribe paid homage to the Duke of Qin, the Prince's Grand Tutor, the General of the Cavalry, the Protector, and the Deputy General..." The noble leaders of several surrounding tribes sang their names in unison.

Wei Yang frowned when he heard this.

Do I have that many titles?

have!

But what can you do if I don’t like to listen to it?

"My name is Wei Yang, the defender Wei, the Central Committee of the World. The person you are talking about is probably very similar to me." Wei Yang pointed to the east, "The emperor is behind, you go and worship him."

He hated these people as much as Han people like the "Four Generations and Three Dukes".

Parasites, vampires, bastards, and bastards.

No matter how you say it, they are not overestimated.

Look, they were wearing fine lamb fur, covered with silk and satin, and gorgeous little knives of gold and silver hanging on their waists. Behind them were a group of slaves who served them with hot wine and dried meat. This was the airing they surrendered, so what about them?

If you don’t do anything to produce full-time exploitation, you should hang them on a cliff and dry them until the end of the world.

Wei Yang rode his horse past, and came to the poor man who had no clothes and had to be wrapped in sheepskin. The cold weather could not cover up the smell.

Of course the poor are dirty and smelly.

But who is born to like dirty smell?

Wei Yang jumped off his horse, pressed his sword and waved his hand, "Let's go back, and the goods transported by the baggage troops from behind will arrive soon. Every household will be divided into some goods to keep warm, and some will be earned in the spring of the following year."

As he spoke, he took off his overnight marching blanket from his saddle and threw it to the children who were huddled together through a few steps.

This is the number of marching blankets he took out. He was so tough that he could not bear to see the poor suffer.

When it is time to kill, you will never be ruthless. After beating the poor in the world, you should be a family.

But the herdsmen didn't dare to accept it, they just looked at the blanket very strange.

Very ordinary, very ordinary.

Is this what the wolves on the famous grassland in the world used to hear that they had to flee 800 miles away?

"The blanket on Burigude's horse's back just now is the same." Zezhuo turned the prayer wheel and took two steps forward, bent down and recited a Buddhist saying, "The Han general..."

"This is wrong." Wei Yang immediately said, "The tribes in the western region live in harmony. There are 100,000 young men from various departments in our army, and there are three or five hundred girls from the Chagatai under my command. Just as the grassland should not be Mansuer and the others, and the Ming Dynasty should not be just ours. Under the Ming Dragon, you and I are all citizens of the Ming Dynasty. Such a title is really sorry for so many soldiers of all races who fought bloody battles for the Ming Dynasty."

Zezhuo was shocked. This was fluent Chaga Taiwanese dialect!

"If there is any grievance, my mother can accuse her in front of the military judge who will arrive later. If there is anything that cannot survive, no matter where the army passes, no matter how freezes or starves to death, this is the consensus of the Western Army. You can ask the army to assist you with confidence," Wei Yang was a little embarrassed, "But if you want to send your children to join the army, this may not be possible for the time being."

The herdsmen were stunned again.

Are there any troops that refuse to join the army?

It’s really not that Wei Yang is using a fraud. There are really many young people joining the army along the way these days.

A light cavalry that was originally ordered to advance at a rapid speed, the instructors appointed as the newly-organized cavalry units these days are reorganizing nearly 10,000 new young herdersmen while marching.

There is also a guide unit that has been incorporated along the way, and there is another unit with more than 3,000 people who cannot participate in the battle.

not to mention……

A hundred miles away, there was also an external team of herders who had been rejected spontaneously formed to help the baggage troops escort supplies. There were not many people, only 50,000 or 60,000.

Wei Yang thought that these people in front of him were also wanted to send their children to join the army.

"Live a good life at home. Living a life of serious production and steadily is also a contribution to development," Wei Yang waved, "You guys, keep the supplies on the horse's back, and send the Hou Jun to leave enough daily necessities for two days for this place."

Burigude had just returned from a horse, but hesitated to throw the bag on the horse's back without hesitation.

"Everyone in the sky, even the three-year-old grandson of the head family can bully Burigude, even the Marquis of Beiting knew his name." Old Darcy lowered his head and kept reciting the Buddha's Taoism.

Burigoud reported another news: "The former army sent a reply saying that there was a team of about 800 people in front of them, and they wanted to join them alive. After being rejected, someone committed suicide."

What's going on?

Burigud said annoyedly: "It's not that guy Haci. He was once captured by us. This time, when he learned that we were going to pass by here, he pulled some people up and wanted to join in."

This kid has only been in the army for several days, and now he regards himself as a member of the Western Army.

Wei Yang said helplessly: "This is someone who knows us, but..."

"They brought their own cattle and sheep and burned their own tents and followed them with their families. Isn't this a silly dog?" Burigude said, "Why would you let them get out, or send supplies to them to the Forsli City first?"

Wei Yang couldn't hear what this kid meant.

"Incorporate the army, let them join after they come." Wei Yang knocked on the pocket with a headache and ordered.

If this continues, the Western Army will have to grow to 500,000 people.

"General, those who can farm can be organized into military camps, and those who can grazing should not be organized into military camps and let them raise horses?" Burigud said indifferently, "I just regret that there are too few people, so I am afraid of too many people."

Um?

Wei Yang was stunned when he heard this.

yes.

I just thought about farming and needed to garrison the army and forgot to grazle...

"You boy has made a contribution, but you can record and reserve the names for the garrison troops for a hundred generals." Wei Yang said immediately.

Unexpectedly, that guy refused reluctantly.

"I came to join the army and went to the combat troops. I have been practicing Mandarin hard for this in recent years. Why should I be a garrison unit? If I don't go, I will go back and take a look." Burigod jumped on his horse and ran away like crazy.

Only the field troops can catch the battalion commander and fight, and only the fool can go to the garrison troops.

Wei Yang shook his head, thinking about the affairs of the herdsmen's army and the common use of the "Eight Banners System" that he was most familiar with.

It is a strategy to disrupt the original organization and incorporate it into the new organization system and use the military reclamation and agricultural reclamation model to achieve complete integration.

He stroked his chest with one hand and said goodbye to these herdsmen with a very formal etiquette.

Old Darcy knelt in the snow, cried for a while while holding the supplies, and suddenly stood up and said, "General, walk slowly. If the nobles want to take away these foods after the army passes, what should we do?"

Wei Yang looked at the knife in the waists of the people and shouted loudly: "Then snatch their swords and kill them."

Old Darcy said in surprise: "How can this be done?"

"Why can't it? God gives each of us two things, both the way of living for labor to create value, and the right to kill the jackals who try to steal our things and dignity. They have nothing to fear. It should not be that we are afraid of them, but that they are afraid of us. But to make them afraid of us, we poor people need to unite. I was hated and afraid by them, not because I can beat them, but because I am willing to fight with them and defeat them," Wei Yang said. "The same is true for you. If one day I will ride on your neck to act as a mighty man, you will also take up a knife and fight me. No one is born superior, and no one is destined to be exploited by others."

But he also said that rights and obligations complement each other.

"There will be someone to teach you in detail later. Don't worry, they dare not take away our things, nor can they take away our things. But if they want them to be noble masters for generations, and we poor people can no longer be slaves for noble masters for generations. We must not only arm our minions, but also our minds. We are all people who study and work, poor people." Wei Yang took two steps back, bent down with the Han family bow, and then jumped on the back of the horse and urged the horse, and quickly disappeared from the sight of the herdsmen and left.

What the poor want is a way of survival, and he can find a way to help get it.

Those nobles?

What they want is to surrender in exchange for continued dominance and blessing!

Then—
Chapter completed!