Yang Feng did not wait for the bandit suppression to end.

In fact, this must be a long-term project and it cannot be completed in a few months. After all, it is a hundred miles and mountains. It is still difficult to find a Qing army hiding in it for less than 20,000, but their ending is already destined.

After all, there is not much food in the mountains.

Moreover, the entire Jidong has joined the campaign to suppress bandits, including those landlords, who also hope to use their heads to exchange for land redemption. At least the land redemption will not make them lose all their money. Anyway, the general situation in the world is determined, and no one can resist the holy religion. Since they can't resist, they can just accept their fate. Not only them, but even the several Mongolian princes and princes outside the pass near the Great Wall chose to surrender to the Immortal Lord. This area is mainly the nomadic land of the Zhuosotu League. They are almost the weakest among the Mongolian tribes. The pastoral area is full of mountains and forests, with a small population and poor population. Once Yang Feng goes north, these Mongolian princes and princes are not fools. The Qing Dynasty is over, why should they continue to be tied to them? As long as they are almost the same, they can surrender to this Immortal Lord.

They also got what they wanted.

"Don't worry, I am very kind. The titles and pastoral areas that Qing Yao gave you in the past have been continued, but the names need to be changed, but your herdsmen are still yours, and your pastures are still yours."

Yang Feng, who returned to Beijing, generously said to the leader of the Zhuosotu League in the palace, and the Prince of Zasakdoro, Kalaqin Right Banner.

"So Immortal Lord, where is our temple?"

Manzhubazar asked carefully.

"Your faith is your freedom. I just don't like the human race that believes in those things. You believe in those things. But there is one thing that is not allowed to take a step in your pastoral area. Those who step out will be killed without mercy. In addition, you must ensure the safety of the human race business travelers in your pastoral area. If they are mined in your place, you must cooperate with them. Of course, they will also compensate you for your pastoral area."

Yang Feng said.

"Please rest assured this immortal!"

Manzhubazar said without hesitation, patting his chest.

"I'm very relieved!"

Yang Feng said with satisfaction.

He was not interested in encouraging the people to clear land and farm in the Rehe area and the Inner Mongolia grassland. Doing so would turn the Xilingol grassland into the Hunshandake Desert as in history. The best choice for those places is to continue as a pasture, otherwise the mainland would have to eat sand in spring. Although he was not prepared to use Beijing as the main capital of the empire, it was still one of the capitals and would have to live for a few months every year. It would be bad if there was a sandstorm one day. The Qing Dynasty's political policy on Mongolia

The strategy is very good. Judging from the fact that the once brave Mongols were raised in history and 5,000 people could sweep the grassland, we know how successful this policy was. Since that is the case, we should continue. Their era has passed. They are just a group of herders who are destined to decline. It is enough to keep them on the grassland for grazing. In the future, it is enough to open a mine. Anyway, even if he solves all these people, it is difficult for Han people to like to go to the grassland to herd horses and herd sheep. As for the land reclamation...

Isn’t it enough to just one of the three northeastern provinces?

There is not enough Australia and the western United States. In this era, the best choice is to colonize and not let the people stay at home.

Develop industries with local conditions, provide agricultural products and raw materials with colonies, and use vassal states as dumping markets.

This is how to play in this era.

In fact, it is not just the Mongols, but other people like the plateau also have to use similar methods. The era of these barbarians has long passed. If they cannot be killed, the best way is to draw a reserved area for them, just like the Americans raising Indians in captivity, forbid them from leaving this reserved area, and at the same time, let them continue to be in ignorance under the guise of respecting their beliefs. Then support their upper classes and let their upper classes enslave them, let them gradually sink and die in poverty and ignorance. Never send them civilization, don’t liberate them, don’t let them understand modern science, don’t give them any light, let them continue to live in the eternal darkness.

Let them go dark forever.

"Immortal Lord, can we serve the Immortal Lord to wipe out the Qing demons?"

Manzhubazar asked again.

"Yes, it's great that you can have such loyalty, but the land of Qing Yao you seized cannot be classified into your pastoral areas. You can only obtain their property, and you cannot keep their population. Both men, women, young and old can be sold to me. All prices will be based on the price of Qing Yao captured by the people in the city."

Yang Feng said.

"I obey the order!"

Manzhubazar said happily.

He had never expected Yang Feng to divide the land of the bannermen into their pastoral areas. All they wanted was to plunder. The pastoral area of ​​Zhuosotu League was close to the edge of Willow Branch. Now almost all the young and middle-aged people in the bannermen outside the Pass were left in the Pass, and the remaining were just a group of old, weak, sick and disabled. Because their Mongolian tribes ran fast, they did not suffer much loss. They took the opportunity to go to the western Liaoning area to kill people, set fire, grab things, and grab slaves and sell them to the Pass. This kind of good thing has not been passed for many years. If they could break through Shengjing, they would make a fortune. When they thought they could go out to kill people, they would have a feeling that they could not suppress.

Yang Feng looked at him with a smile.

At least in the short term, the Holy Church has no energy to attack the bannermen in the northeast. After all, he has a large area of ​​land in the south or the north. In fact, most of the land in this country still has the Qing Dynasty flags on it. Even Shanxi, which is separated by a mountain, is still dominated by Qing officials, not to mention that most of the land in the south is still owned by Qing officials. It can be said that he has not had time to leave Shanhaiguan for at least two or three years. Then the best during this period

The solution is to let these Mongolian princes and princes kill each other with the bannermen outside the pass. Anyway, no matter which family dies, it is a gratifying thing for him. And there is no need to worry about increasing the population of the Mongolian tribes. As long as he pays for the acquisition, let alone the bannermen in the Northeast, these Mongolian princes and princes can even arrest their own herdsmen and sell them to him. These slave owners have no moral integrity. Let those merchants lure them with luxury goods. As long as they can have a wealth of food and food, they will not care about other things!

It was also good to lure Chechnya and Tushetu and other Khan tribes in the north to get them to capture Russians as slaves.

This seems that these people are still useful.

Anyway, he didn't need to pay anything. At that time, he was just printing money. Even if they exchanged it for silver coins, it didn't matter, because they turned around and asked the merchants to sell various luxury goods to them, and then they took it back. Not only luxury goods, but other things could also be like tobacco. In order to buy more good things, these Mongolian princes could only continue to drive their herdsmen to catch slaves, and then their herdsmen would continue to be cannon fodder for them, so that the population would continue to be consumed. If their herdsmen were unwilling to be cannon fodder for these Mongolian princes, then they would be rebellious. Since they rebelled, then as the government, they would certainly have an obligation to help the vassal ministers to quell the rebellion. As a equilibrium, the tribe would be gone. He would take the princes around the capital and receive some wages every month. It would disappear completely in the vast crowd if it didn't take two generations.

In short, this is how Mongolian tribes are.

As for Yongyan in the inner city of Beijing...

"Let them continue to wait for reinforcements!"

Yang Feng said with a smile.

Lin Qing and others looked at each other, and suddenly they couldn't help laughing.

Indeed, let them continue to wait for reinforcements. There is no need to tell them that the reinforcements are gone. Anyway, their food has been exhausted at this time. In the past few days, large-scale slaughter of war horses has begun. Because all the slaves are dead and fleeing, they have no good slaves to eat, and they have even begun to eat their own people. Since this is the case, let them continue!

Just watch the fun outside.

"Immortal Lord, there is a cavalry coming to Lugou Bridge!"

A rebel officer ran in and saluted.

"Qing Yao?"

Yang Feng said.

"It's not Qing Yao's clothes, these people are wearing black clothes."

The officer said.

"Why do you have to make a fuss about it if you are not Qing Yao? Black, black clothes?"

Yang Feng suddenly exclaimed.

"Yes, all the cavalry in black are just the leaders wearing white clothes."

The officer said.

"This girl is pretty fast!"

Yang Feng said with a smile.

The black-clothed ones are naturally the Holy Cult Cavalry, because all the cavalry brigades in the second town of the Holy Cult Army are black uniforms, and other Holy Cult towns also use black as cavalry uniforms. The generals in white clothes are naturally his beloved little fairy boy. Wang Cong'er's image in white clothes has long become a symbol.

But this is indeed very fast.

At this time, he was only more than three months away from him to north. After more than three months, the speed of fighting from Henan to Beijing was not slow. You should know that the distance was nearly two thousand miles! In fact, because all the places in the south were disrupted, he was not very clear about the situation on the southern route. At this time, his real control area was limited to north of Baoding. The south of Baoding was completely a melee between various forces. The landlords' regiment training, the rebels, the Qing army, and the bandits were all fighting. In this case, the information could not be smooth. The only thing he knew was that the Northern Expedition Army led by Yang Zhong had defeated the Qing army in Henan in early October. Qinggui, who was supervising the battle, led the remnants to flee to Hebei. However, because the Hua County Rebel Army controlled Qi County and Puyang and blocked the way back to the north, they knew that it was impossible to fight back to Beijing under Yang Zhong's pursuit, so they simply turned to Taihang Mountain and went to Baixing to Zelu.

But the situation after that is not very clear.

Wang Cong'er attacked the junction of Luyu to support Liu Zhaokui, and Yang Feng didn't know the situation on her side.

Of course, none of these matters anymore.

What’s important is that the main force of the Holy Cult Army has finally come!

"Let's go to Zhengyang Gate and welcome our army!"
Chapter completed!