After the four of them soaked in the hot springs, they returned to the station. This place left a deep impression on Yang Gan.
I'll come here more often in the future, but unfortunately, the journey is too long, and it takes about ten days to ride horses every time.
As soon as I returned to the station, I saw hundreds of soldiers digging for something.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
When a soldier saw the general coming, he immediately ran over and said, "General."
"What are you doing? You have dug holes in the good grass. What are you doing? Is it too full for you?" Yang Gan said displeased.
"General, during our drill today, several soldiers tripped. We plan to dig out the rocks under the drill place so that they will not be injured."
"Who would have known that the deeper you dig, the bigger the rocks will become. The rocks exposed now are as big as a tent, and we haven't dug them all out yet."
After the soldier said this, Yang Gan came to the pit to watch the excitement. After all, young people have curiosity.
Asking the soldier to find him a hoe, Yang Gan also wanted to see how big the stone was.
With Yang Qian's humanoid excavator and the general effect, hundreds of soldiers came directly. Together, with Yang Qian supporting him below, they pulled two rocks as big as tents out of the pit.
The large yellow and black stones looked dirty. Yang Gan immediately asked someone to come over and clean the stones with water. After a while, the huge stones exuded a dark color.
"Is this stone valuable?" Seeing that the stone was quite extraordinary, Yang Gan immediately asked the soldier next to him.
The soldier was stunned and said awkwardly, "General, there were quite a lot of these rocks when we were digging holes, but this is the first time we've seen such a big one."
After circling the stone, Yang Gan's eyes suddenly lit up and he asked the soldiers, "Which of you can carve on stone?"
Everyone, look at me, and I look at you. Not long after, five or six soldiers came out, "General, we used to be from the same county, and we were all masons."
"Come in with me." Yang Gan led six soldiers to the tent.
"Can you read?"
"Literate. We masons sometimes have to chisel words. It's not possible if we don't know how to write."
Yang Qian nodded. After sitting down, he took out a brand new piece of paper, took a deep breath, finished writing it smoothly, and handed it to the six people.
"Inform me, pull the boulder to the place where the Huns are buried, and after it is firmly inserted, carve these words on it. As long as there are troops stationed at the stronghold and conducting drills every day, you must look at the boulder for a quarter of an hour. Do you understand?" Yang Qian said seriously.
"promise!"
The six soldiers were stunned and trotted out. Xiao Yu was curious and planned to see what Yang Gan wrote.
But those six soldiers were very efficient. They ordered everyone to drag the boulders to the burial ground of the Huns. After compacting the boulders, the six men began to work.
Speaking of which, the speed of these six people was very fast, and every stroke was filled with the iron-blooded energy of a sword fight.
It didn't take long for the carving to be completed, and Xiao Yu read it word by word.
[Anyone who dares to invade the barbarian territory will be destroyed, his country will be destroyed, his species will be destroyed, and his descendants will be exterminated. 】
The lower right corner reads [In the 40th year of Wenhui, in mid-September, General Zhenbei of the Xia Kingdom and Yang Qian, the governor of Yuntong County, annihilated the Xiongnu, Jie, and Yue clans here, beheading more than 110,000 enemies, and captured and surrendered. More than 700,000 soldiers. 】
Xiao Yu was immediately shocked. Yes, almost all the vassal states in the Central Plains were harassed by nomads. Sometimes when the vassal states were strong,
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I would beat them up, but it would only treat the symptoms, not the root cause.
Nomads are notorious for their historical psoriasis and are the mortal enemies of farming civilization.
Xiao Yu gently pressed his heart. Just looking at these words, not to mention the dignified seven-foot-tall man, even the woman's blood was boiling, and she wished she could immediately pick up the gun and go into battle to kill the enemy.
When a large number of soldiers came to the boulder, many literate soldiers, with red eyes, explained the meaning of this sentence to the illiterate soldiers.
A clear voice rang out, "How can you say Wu Yi? I share the same robe with you. The king raised his army and repaired my spear. I share the same hatred with you!"
"How can I say that I have no clothes..."
"How can I say that I have no clothes..."
Not long after, tens of thousands of people sang in unison, the sound resounding hundreds of miles away, frightening the slaves present who had not been transported away to tremble.
The corner of Yang Gan's mouth raised. He couldn't stop his patriotic education. At least 80% of the army in this era are fighting for themselves. The remaining 10% are also very confused. Only the small group of troops who defend the palace are fighting for the king. And fight.
Such an army is meaningless. In addition to wasting people and money, the rest is boiling public resentment.
Yang Gan's purpose is to enable them to maintain the same three views, know why they are fighting, and know what their purpose is after fighting. Only when the framers and executors become one, can the army exert 100% of its power. .
He suddenly felt a vague feeling, as if he wanted to catch it but accidentally slipped away. This feeling was very important, but in the end he didn't catch it.
Xiao Yu rushed in, clenching his little fists tightly and looking excited, "Yang Qian, did you write this song?"
Yang Qian nodded shamelessly and said seriously, "Yes, I wrote it after the First World War."
"Unexpectedly, the young master is not only brave in martial arts, but also talented in literature. This makes Yu'er admire him very much." Xiao Yu Yingying saluted.
"Well, you inform Krisna, Belika, Ran Jing, and Fujiko Jin to prepare. We are almost going back to the customs. By the way, how long until winter starts?"
"It won't be long before winter begins."
Yang Gan rubbed his shoulders. The temperature had indeed cooled down recently. As soon as the sun set, it was almost chilly.
After a while, generals of all sizes gathered over and said, "Yu Zuo, you have been following me for a while. Do you have any idea of leading an army on your own?"
Lieutenant General Yu said excitedly, "General, general, I am willing."
"Okay, the grassland is bitterly cold. I have asked Mi Le to transport coal along with the prisoners of war. There are also some coal stoves built in my village. As long as the coal stoves are installed with ventilation ducts, the whole winter will definitely not be difficult. "
"Also, I will help you with some of the livestock. Find a few smart ones to learn from the Huns how to herd and how to increase the number of cattle and sheep."
"The 50,000-strong army must be nailed here like a nail. As long as you are here, sooner or later the grassland will be ours."
Yuzuo said excitedly, "Don't worry, general, as long as I'm here, the scattered nomadic tribes on the grassland will definitely not be able to make waves."
"Record the situation of some tribes. Those who do not obey the king will be annihilated. Those who obey Daxia will pay a small sum of money every year. The important thing is that after the beginning of spring, we will find some older gentlemen with good morals and knowledge in Yuntong City to naturalize these tribes. A bunch of barbarians.”
"Have you collected the heads of the 110,000 clans?"
"The heads have been cut off, but there are too many people. Now we don't know what to do with them."
Yang Gan nodded and said, "When I finish this period of work, I will put these
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After all the heads have been salted and piled at Baiyun Pass, I want all the foreign races in the world to understand the consequences of offending our Daxia. "
Yuzuo got an idea and hurriedly replied, "No."
After everything was packed, Yang Qian led his cronies back to Baiyunguan. These people still needed to be trained and trained. Only now did he realize that there were really not enough talents.
After arriving at the Danfeng Tower, Yang Qian reluctantly touched the Golden Man offering sacrifices to the sky again. Finally, he let out a long sigh and treated it as a filial piety to his cheap father.
"Eh? Why are you here?" Yang Qian was still sighing, and a weird figure came out of nowhere.
"I'm bored in Zhuangzi. By the way, I'll help you escort Su Tiedao and the latest armor."
Yang Qian said happily, "What? Can you make the armor I designed?"
"Yes, yes, Lao Xia said that with the increase of slaves, the mining speed increased rapidly. Now there is a lot of iron ore, which he also smelted into iron ingots. I asked people in Zhuangzi to buy a lot of lime, which can effectively prevent moisture. Then apply oil boiled from animal fat to avoid rust when you want to use it.”
Yang Gan gave her a thumbs up, "You are better at modern things."
Zhang Yumeng said angrily, "Please, this is common sense. Lime is moisture-proof and toner is anti-corrosion. Ordinary people know this."
Yang Qian let out a long sigh. He was definitely not an ordinary person, because he didn't understand many of the things Zhang Yumeng said and lacked common sense.
Yang Gan patted his head and asked, "Has the tiger skin been tanned yet?"
"Oh, I almost forgot if you didn't tell me. Lao Chen asked me to bring two tiger skins. He said that your sword skills are very powerful. You actually killed the tiger without damaging the tiger skin at all." Zhang Yumeng praised.
"Hey." Yang Gan couldn't help but a drop of sweat fell on his forehead. What the hell, when he saw the two tigers, his heart went cold and even dislocated. It looked like he was doing something terrible.
Since it was used as bait, there was no reason to use a good tiger skin, so I chose the smaller one and wrote it in small letters on the box.
[I met him in person in front of the Jiaci Hall. I thought my father was ill. My son said: Ji Zhao offered a tiger skin as a sign of filial piety. 】
When Zhao Xin wasn't paying attention, Yang Gan handed him the tiger skin, but put the box inside the box.
After being here for so long, Yang Qian's ancient writing has improved quite well. The main reason is that this is a border and rural area, and literature is not prosperous.
If he were to go to Chaoxian, Yang Qian's ancient prose would definitely be better than it is now, and with such a fragmented memory, it wouldn't be particularly difficult to learn.
"What are you writing?" Zhang Yumeng was curious. To be honest, he didn't learn how to read during this period. These ghostly drawings were too difficult.
"I wrote to wish the whole family happiness." Yang Gan lied, his face not red and out of breath.
Zhao Xin walked up at this time and clasped his fists at Yang Qian, "General, I am going back to Chaoxian to report on my duties. If I go back later, I am afraid that heavy snow will affect the march."
"Okay, then you can go back and come and visit our Yuntong County if you have a chance." Yang Qian said politely.
But Xin Zhao was obviously embarrassed: "General Yang, there is something that I don't know whether to talk about or not?"
Yang Qian frowned and said, "What do you mean, a manly man, hesitating?"
"I came with a hundred thousand troops to support me this time, but I only have fifty thousand left when I go back. Isn't it appropriate?"
"What's inappropriate? If I didn't want you to be easy to work with, you wouldn't be able to take back even one of the hundred thousand troops." Yang Gan sneered.
Several large boxes on site, as well as hundreds of cars of finances downstairs, must all be handed over to Xin Zhao.
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