Chen Yun thought about it and it was still because his cavalry was too scary.

Refugees on the mountains everywhere have long been hurt by the Liao Tartars.

Moreover, many foreign troops are also suspected of killing good people and taking credit.

After all, this era is accustomed to using the brain to calculate military achievements.

It's afternoon.

All the people who shouted became Shaanxi accent.

"We are Yongxing Army, and we defeated the Uighurs in the northwest."

"We occupy the Hetao Plain and need a large number of immigrants to open up the land."

"Please give away, houses, and fields!"

"Each family can pay three pounds of serum food in advance to settle the house."

When this kind of green and yellow is not connected, if the family has three tuses of refined grain.

A few people mixed with wild vegetables to make porridge, and it would be fine if they persisted for half a year.

Sure enough, the temptation of food is infinite.

Soon, there were brave refugees who helped the elderly and the young to go down the mountain.

The officers and soldiers of the Iron Front Army were also just there.

Seeing these thin and ragged people, I felt very sympathetic.

I didn't say anything, I gave me a piece of clothing first.

Even if it is not all cotton coats, it will keep warmer.

A large bowl of hot porridge for each person, plus a spoonful of oily horse meat.

It's more convincing than anything you say.

When they were full, some patriarchs and the elderly took the initiative to talk.

"June, is it true to go to Hetao to farm?"

Chen Yun happened to meet an old man with a little bookish aura.

"Old man, tell you the truth!"

"We have tens of thousands of people, we are troops from Chanzhou."

"We just finished fighting the Uighur Tartars in Hetao!"

"I don't hear that you are hungry on the mountain and you're almost eating."

"My chief general felt sympathy, so he got off the boat and captured Mengjin halfway and seized a large amount of food."

"The Western Army really needs a lot of people to develop the fertile land of Hetao."

"But they don't have any extra food either."

"But, my chief general said."

"As long as you are willing to go, each family will receive three scoops of refined grain, and I Tiefeng Army."

"And, I'll send you a boat to Tongguan."

Several other old men also surrounded him, and their eyes began to shine.

As long as you give food, you won’t go to Tongguan.

It's been a while since everyone can do it.

"This general!"

"So you are also a guest army!"

The old man hesitated.

"Send to Tongguan, what if the Western Army doesn't care about us!"

"I know that the Liao Tartars are powerful and will not be driven away for a while."

"I can't stay in Luoyang's territory!"

"No matter where we go, we just want to be safe."

Chen Yun looked up and saw Shen Lin galloping on a horse.

"Haha, our Grand Governor is here."

"If you don't believe it, you will ask yourself."

Shen Lin jumped off the horse agilely, and the beam beside him passed directly across the reins.

"Chen Yun, the speed is a bit slow!"

"I think many refugees dare not go down the mountain?"

Chen Yun stood up and said with a smile.

"Grandmaster, these old men are hesitant and are afraid that the Western Army will not accept it."

Shen Lin laughed.

"I am responsible for the grain and gifts. Lu Zhichang made a lot of money because he is cheap, so how dare he not accept it?"

"What a joke?"

A group of refugees saw Shen Lin rushing and shouting, and the iron-armored guards around them were over 100.

Who dares to doubt it?

This is an amazing big shot!

No matter how little he is in the countryside, he has heard of the title of General Lu of Yongxing Army.

This person is better, he calls his name without any scruples.

It seems that the relationship between the two parties must be very good.

The old man in the bookish style bent down and bowed.

"In the former Qinghe County, Ning Guanghao, the magistrate of the county, met the Grand Governor."

However, he was also a little curious.

When did the position of governor be found in the Great Zhou army?

Chen Lin was a little surprised.

The county magistrate who retired was considered a local rich man.

Why did you still escape?

It seems that this person is probably a scholar who is devoted to pastoral and landscapes.

"Brother-in-law, that's it..."

Once an official, it will be easy to communicate.

Chen Lin is still worried that there are too many refugees and it is difficult to manage.

He briefly introduced his Iron Front Army.

It also roughly talked about the process of the Northwest War.

"Old Ning, just come forward and stop the refugees in the Gushan area from retreating west!"

"I will definitely not lose money when I go to Hetao."

"The current Western Army and Murong Army are no longer something that the Uighurs can shake."

Ning Guanghao sighed as he stroked the white beard under his jaw.

"I never expected it."

"One day in the Great Zhou Dynasty, can I still take down the Hetao Plain and expand the land for thousands of miles?"

"Indeed, the Uighurs lost more than 600,000 troops in the battle, and Zhenzhen's vitality was greatly damaged."

"Hetao, it's such a paradise!"

"Grandmaster, I am not talented and willing to take on this important task."

Chen Lin was overjoyed, it was OK.

Three days later, almost all the refugees who hid in the mountains, and even many mountain people who received the news, came out.

The number of people is far beyond imagination, and there are actually 170,000 to 180,000.

Fortunately, after negotiation.

The children in their forties were taken away by the Iron Front Army to study first.

As long as you have family members, you won’t be disconnected.
To be continued...