The integration of Liangzhou is imminent.

Young men from various tribes in Hexi arrived in Guzang one after another, with more than 4,000 riders.

The Bald Ministry also sent three thousand Qingqi.

From the appearance of these cavalry, you can see how they live their lives.

His disheveled hair was draped over his head like pickles, with several green-headed flies flying around. The clothes he wore had long lost their original color and were black and oily. Both the man and the horse were as thin as bamboo poles.

He was carrying a pot of bone arrows on his back, and the arrow shafts were bare, without even a feather.

A sour smell came from all the way.

"Is this a young man who is extremely talented and brave enough to fight?" Yang Zheng felt as if he had swallowed a green-headed fly.

You can't be so poor, right?

Could it be that the tribes in Hexi are deliberately trying to trick themselves?

Peng Hu smiled awkwardly, "The imperial court has always imposed heavy taxes on the northwest. In the past two years, Wuwei has not been peaceful. Hu has been conquering the east and west, and has driven all these tribes into poverty."

"If you are poor, be poorer." Yang Zheng shook his head helplessly.

The tribes in Hexi should not have the courage to join forces to deceive themselves.

Moreover, these cavalrymen are quite young and are very skilled on horses. They can ride such a thin horse all the way, so their riding skills are naturally good.

The three thousand cavalrymen in the bald group looked somewhat handsome. They were all wearing leather armor, with swords hanging on their waists, and bows and arrows on their backs. They were full of energy.

"Slaughter some sheep and let them eat two good meals."

It was almost the same when the Qiang people were gathered in Panhan.

The Qiang people at that time were even poorer than these people. Not to mention thin horses, most of them were naked...

Now Yang Zheng has nothing else but a lot of money.

The most prominent thing in Xiping is the leather industry, and it is not difficult to make some leather armor.

Peng Hu yelled at them in Xiongnu dialect, which immediately caused a roar of cheers.

"Let them go down to the river to wash themselves and get some clean clothes." Yang Zheng was really smelled by the smell of them.

It seems that people in this era don't take baths very much.

For several days, Yang Zheng personally arranged their food, clothing, housing and transportation.

There were two meals a day, each with meat and wheat cakes.

After putting on new unlined clothes, the Qiang and Hu youths cheered as if celebrating the New Year.

But where I live is a bit difficult.

The military camp has been crowded these days.

Tribes of powerful scholars also gathered in Guzang.

Yang Zheng could only order the construction of a new military camp, located next to Guzang City and by the Gushui River.

The slaves of the Yongliang Army came as soon as they were beckoned. With the cooperation of the Dizi Army, six military camps were built. According to Yang Zheng's request, toilets, bathhouses, canteens and other buildings were also built. Although they were a bit crude, the accommodation was It's quite comfortable to wear.

Xuan Yilang quickly followed suit.

Yang Zheng paid so much to not only win their people, but also their hearts.

Grassland herdsmen are relatively simple-minded and not difficult to get along with.

If you are good to them, they will be good to you.

Yang Zheng lived in the military camp, and official affairs were generally handled by Lu Zhi, Du Yu, Wei Guan, and assisted by new talents such as Suo Jing and Zhang Di.

Important matters would be picked out by Lu Zhi, sent to the military camp, and handed over to Yang Zheng for his seal.

Everything is in perfect order.

The relationship between Yang Zheng and the disciples of various tribes is also rising rapidly.

They learned a few sentences in Hun dialect, and with the help of Xuanyi Lang, they learned Chinese faster.

Being close to the prairie people, I didn’t expect that it would also cause some minor accidents.

One day, Yang Zheng was reviewing official documents when he heard a commotion outside.

And the sound is getting louder and louder.

He couldn't help but go out with Liu Heng and other personal guards to check.

But outside the military camp, hundreds of slaves from the Yongliang army were struggling with the grassland children.

"What's going on?" There is no order prohibiting fighting in the army. As long as they don't fight, they usually turn a blind eye.

Peng Hu felt ashamed and said: "My subordinates neglected their duties. These Yongliang army slaves came to cause trouble. The disciples of various tribes were so angry that they couldn't help but take action..."

Even Peng Hu couldn't stop it, which shows that the matter is not trivial.

The palms and backs of his hands were all flesh, and Yang Zheng valued the prisoners of the Yongliang Army more than any other tribe in the grassland.

However, during this period of time, they were wooing powerful scholars and integrating various grassland tribes, so they were somewhat forgotten.

Yang Zheng waved his hand, Liu Heng, and Lin Sen led dozens of soldiers into the crowd, knocking them down with three strikes, and the scene was immediately suppressed.

Only then did everyone see Yang Zheng, who was wearing fine armor.

"Why the fight?" Yang Zheng looked calm, but in the eyes of everyone, he was calm and confident.

The people in front of him were half-kneeling on the ground, but no one dared to speak.

"You have the guts to fight, but don't have the guts to speak out? Are all the Yongliang troops such cowardly people?" Yang Zheng deliberately provoked them.

"The Yongliang army is not a timid person!" one person roared angrily.

More than a dozen people responded.

However, he was held down by Liu Heng and other personal guards and pushed to the front row.

These people were all standard Kansai burly men, with bulging muscles that glowed bronze under the scorching sun of midsummer.

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"Japanese generals are here today. If the Yongliang army is not a timid person, it can be said clearly."

If it was just a simple act of making trouble, Yang Zheng would have to kill one person as a warning to others.

"Why does the general value the barbarians but not us? We can go to the battlefield and fight!" A man said with his head raised, his head covered with sweat. I don't know whether it was from the sun or from cold sweat.

Yang Zheng was stunned and understood instantly.

It must be that the emphasis on the disciples of various tribes these days has made them feel bad.

I gave them opportunities before, but they didn't cherish them.

If I don't give him a chance now, they will become jealous again.

In the past hundred years, Yongliang has never stopped fighting.

The Yongliang Army is also considered a veteran force of Cao Wei. After fighting for so many years, they still have some spirit.

In the past six months, the huge gap between slaves and soldiers was enough to make them jealous.

Yang Zheng was very happy. In less than three years, the Yongliang army was transformed, and Xuanyi Lang was indispensable.

"Are you really willing to join my general? You must know that my military skills are not vegetarian."

"Yes!" More than a hundred Yongliang army slaves present shouted at the same time.

The expressions of the others changed in fear.

Peng Hu looked at Yang Zheng with complex and admiring eyes.

"Why do you want to join my general? I want you to be loyal, brave and bloody men, are you?"

"yes!"

The roars of more than a hundred people almost overturned the barracks.

More and more grassland children came out to watch.

And this roar also attracted more Yongliang troops in the distance, who were half-kneeling in front of Yang Zheng, like a crop that was about to mature.

"The Yongliang Army deserves to be the most powerful force in the world. It deserves to be the hero who followed General Bai Di in Tiger Steps to Pass the Pass. It deserves to be the warrior who swept across the Western Regions with Cao Da Sima!"

Baidi General Xia Houyuan and Grand Sima Cao Zhen were both commanders of this army.

Yang Zheng's ups and downs words continued to ignite their passion.

His own emotions were also involved, "So are you willing to follow me now?"

"May! May! May!"

The roar was even louder than before.

Someone hit the ground hard with their fists.

Soldiers are honorable, and slaves and prisoners themselves are an insult to them.
Chapter completed!