Bang...
Bang...
A famous sergeant threw down his scimitar, riding crop, armor, bow and arrows on the ground.
The movements of more than 20,000 sergeants were connected together to form a continuous sound. Although it was rough, it was a sweet music to Sun Chengzong's ears.
Bu Shitu and other leaders of the tribes surrendered and did their work. If the leaders of the tribes gave orders, these people would definitely do it.
But the problem is that they are afraid that some people are militants, and they will use a delaying strategy, and then wait for the Ming officials to take office, and then go all out to kill a few officials.
Even if these people are killed by then, it will not help the situation. It is better to attack the people's hearts with sincere words first.
After a quarter of an hour, out of the more than 20,000 people, only about a thousand were still struggling, and most of these people were military generals.
Sun Chengzong did not urge them, but the coldness in his eyes grew stronger. Even if these people put down their weapons, they would definitely be the number one targets of surveillance in the future, or even be killed secretly.
He was not in a hurry, but Shitu was worried and shouted angrily: "What are you still hesitating about? Do you really want to die?"
"I am warning you that if you break the peace talks, then don't blame me for killing you personally!"
"Look at the brothers around you, this is the choice of all brothers!"
"This Khan orders you to put down your weapons immediately!"
"I'll give you another half of the time to burn the incense. If you still don't put it down, I will kick you out of the Tumote tribe. You will be responsible for your own life and death!"
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Bang...
Bang...
In the angry shouts of the Great Khan and tribal leaders, in the pleading and expectations in the eyes of the brothers who have accompanied him countless days and nights on the battlefield.
These last die-hards who were desperately holding on to their weapons, after a battle between heaven and man, dropped their weapons one after another and closed their eyes, with tears faintly appearing in the corners of their eyes.
They understood that after throwing away their weapons, Tumut, who represented the lion, became a docile sheep or even a rabbit.
Pfft...
Pfft...
When everyone thought it was going to end completely, some warriors had a trace of despair in their eyes, and then they wiped their scimitars to their necks.
A trace of blood looked particularly dazzling under the sunlight. In the horror of countless people, the body slowly fell to the ground.
The exclamations, angry scoldings, cries, etc. at the scene were intertwined together, making it particularly tragic.
Sun Chengzong, who was on the high platform, was extremely shocked when he saw this scene and secretly thought something bad.
Although these people committed suicide, in the eyes of the surrounding sergeants and herdsmen, they were forced to death by the Ming Dynasty.
Sure enough, the surrendered sergeants next to nearly a hundred suicide sergeants were breathing rapidly, their eyes were red, their faces were full of anger, their fists were clenched, and their veins were bulging.
Sun Chengzong stood up fiercely and said loudly: "Everyone, I feel deeply unfortunate for these warriors who sacrificed their lives to become a benevolent person. They defended the dignity and glory of being soldiers with their blood. This deserves respect from all of us.
Although he did not sacrifice his life for the country, it did happen in the matter of disarmament, and this cabinet has a certain responsibility.
Therefore, this pavilion decided to compensate these soldiers who committed suicide in accordance with the Ming Dynasty soldiers' pension standards for those who committed suicide. Each person will receive three years of military pay plus five taels of funeral expenses, a total of sixty taels of silver!
In addition, all sergeants who have been laid off will be given five taels of silver every year to make ends meet!
Everyone, this move is enough to demonstrate the benevolence and righteousness of my Ming Dynasty! "
The sergeants who encountered the riot listened to Sun Chengzong's words and slowly calmed down with the comfort of the people around them.
Sun Chengzong and others also breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, the problems that money can solve are not big problems.
If this is a true riot, it will definitely be suppressed in the end, but many people will die and a lot of trouble will be caused. There is no guarantee that it will break out one day in the future.
The excessive amount of money was discussed in advance, but I didn't expect that such a suicide would happen.
Maybe, these people were arranged by the heads of various tribes and nobles for the purpose of inciting hatred.
Looking at the team that was gradually returning to normal order, Sun Chengzong continued: "If you can put down your weapons, it will be a good thing for the Ming Dynasty and Tumut.
Sons beget grandsons, and grandsons beget sons, and there is no limit to the number of descendants. With such fighting, as long as one of the two tribes survives, they will continue to fight, and countless people will die.
How wonderful it is now. From now on, the Han-Mongolian family and our descendants will all have a stable life!
Everyone, please disperse first and follow the arrangements of the leaders of each tribe! "
Amid the shouts, the 20,000 sergeants slowly walked out of the camp. Some of the sergeants knelt on the ground and kissed their weapons, their eyes full of sadness and reluctance.
After a quarter of an hour, all the sergeants retreated. Looking at the scimitars, riding whips, bows and arrows on the ground, Sun Chengzong secretly breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, Tumut could hardly make any waves.
After receiving the signal, thousands of Ming soldiers immediately entered the camp and began to pack and classify weapons.
The next step is to create a yellow book with fish scales, issue photo IDs (certificates of identity) with the seal of the Aristocratic Domain, delineate the areas where each ministry is stationed, etc. From now on, those who do not have ID tags on the grassland will be treated as aliens.
"Uncle Shunyi, please follow me to report to His Majesty!"
"Please, Mr. Sun Ge!"
A quarter of an hour later, the two arrived at the big tent, and Sun Chengzong reported the situation to Chongzhen.
"good!"
Chongzhen nodded, also very happy: "Bu Shitu, the focus of the next work is to quickly restore the normal life of the herdsmen, but you have to remember that you can never go fast for the sake of fast.
Grazing must be sustainable, and fishing must not be allowed to dry up, so that cattle, sheep, horses, etc. can be found far away. You know this very well. "
"I understand and will strictly control it!"
"Well, Sun Aiqing will stay in Guihua City for about three months. He will not only preside over the expansion plan of Guihua City, recruit cavalry, but also operate the Lifan Yuan.
If you have anything to do, go to Sun Aiqing. Go back first and appease the herdsmen! "
"I resign!"
Looking at the departing Bu Shitu, Chongzhen looked at Sun Chengzong: "Sun Aiqing, you will stay in Guihua City during this period and follow the previously agreed upon plan. Tengxiang Right Guards and the Huben Guards of the Forbidden Army will stay to guard.
After things here are sorted out, Datong's deputy general Hou Gongji will lead the two guards of Datong and the first guard of Xuanfu to take charge of Guihua City, as well as Dongsheng City and Daqingshan! "
"Sun Aiqing, now is the time to establish rules. The foundation has been laid, and we will do better in the future. You must grasp this balance!"
"Your Majesty, don't worry, I understand!"
"Okay, I will return to the court tomorrow, and there are still many things to deal with in the court!"
Although Chongzhen said it very softly, it was like thunder in the ears of Sun Chengzong. He sighed softly in his heart. The emperor's return to the court this time is probably going to end in a roll of heads again.
