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Chapter 797 Killing the Barbarian Army

Yan Jiajun gradually made a name for himself in Leshan Prefecture.

Word of mouth spread among the people, and they also called them the Killing Barbarians.

Yan Yu occasionally fished across the border and searched for the few remaining Xirong in Xizhou Prefecture.

After several visits, the imperial army also heard about it.

I was very surprised by the various deeds of this barbarian army.

For example, if they rescue the people, don't they think it's a drag to lead them around?

There is also the behavior of the killing barbarian army asking for help from the imperial army when they encounter a large number of Xirong soldiers, which is really unusual.

As for Xirong, the imperial army had just adapted to its brutal and swift fighting style.

Xirong's tactics of not engaging in head-on collisions were very difficult for them to deal with at first.

They were all fighting away from home. The imperial army was stationed in a city on the border of Xizhou Prefecture and used it as a stronghold to advance throughout Xizhou.

Xirong took advantage of the horse's long legs and lit fires everywhere in Xizhou like a joy.

In terms of familiarity with Xizhou Prefecture, these barbarians outside the pass are more familiar with it than the regular army of the imperial court.

Anguo Gong Panda, who led the army in this expedition, was one of the only two or three top wealthy families in the DPRK that had military honors, inherited the throne and held military power.

The first time Yan Jiajun sent someone to ask for help, out of curiosity, he called someone over to ask a few words, then sent troops and killed a Xirong team of nearly a thousand people.

From then on, these barbarians seemed to have long braids on their backs, and they were always caught by the Yan family army.

Panda is more interested in Yan Jiajun.

At his height, there is nothing in this world that he cannot figure out.

Soon, the details of Yan Jiajun were found out.

Including the document signed by Yan Jiajun and the people, it was revealed in front of him verbatim.

"You are a general? I am exchanging farmland to store grain?" Panda shook the paper in his hand, and the armor on his body made a clanking sound.

"interesting!"

"Commander Father, this move by the King of England is suspected of competing with the people for profit..."

Panda turned over with sharp eyes and said in a calm voice: "What do you want to say?"

"The King of Wu has always been close to the Duke's family. My eldest sister..."

Panda snorted coldly and interrupted him: "Your eldest sister was drunk by the King of Wu. She married and followed her husband, but she did it thoroughly. She devoted herself to the Prince of Wu's Palace. How could she still remember her origins and the huge family fortune of our country's Duke's Palace?

, how can she bear all the weight on King Wu just because she is blindfolded?"

"Put your mind away. Your Majesty knows today that Duke Anguo's palace has fallen to a certain prince. We don't know whether you and I will be able to see the sun rise in the east tomorrow morning."

"Father, where is this..." The young general's face was stern, with a hint of unwillingness in his eyes, and he whispered in a low voice: "This is the skill of following the dragon."

"Shut up!" Panda shouted: "Come here, give this traitor twenty army sticks!"

Immediately, some soldiers came forward, grabbed the young general's arms and dragged him out.

"Father!"

"Shut up!" Panda said coldly.

The personal guard was unequivocal and showed no mercy at all because of the young general's status.

Soon, the sound of cracking military sticks was heard outside.

Stick to the meat.

Occasionally there is a humming sound.

An Guogong's face remained as usual and he picked up his pen to write.

"Pass an order from my commander-in-chief to order Pan Zheng to lead 5,000 troops and coordinate with the Guanzhou Army to set up camp in Huju, Qingguan to wipe out the remaining Xirong in the Qingguan Pass. We will send out troops tomorrow."

Pan Zheng, who had been beaten with twenty military sticks, had just removed the food in his mouth when he heard this military order and his face turned white and black.

I went to see my father, but was turned away.

Duke An Guo asked his bodyguard to spread the word.

Let him recognize his identity. He is in a military camp and military orders are supreme. Disobeying military orders is not as simple as twenty military sticks.

"Do you recognize your identity?" Pan Zheng endured the pain, straightened his back, turned around and left.



Yan Yu no longer leads the people around.

Today, the Yan Jiajun already has several bases in Leshan Prefecture.

Leshan Prefecture has many mountains and little farmland, so there is no need to think too hard about the location of the base area. Wherever there is more farmland, just camp nearby.

The people's minds are very simple and they don't want much, just a meal and a night's sleep.

After discussing with Yan Yu, Yan Laoer decided to be more humane and not force them to go to Guanzhou. Those who wanted to stay could stay, as long as they were near the base area and could voluntarily organize Xiang Yong to patrol and warn.

But the people of Leshan, who had never experienced the scourge of barbarians outside the customs, were obviously frightened. Originally, they were still thinking about the few acres of thin farmland at home. Yan Jiajun signed a deed to help them plant it. They just had to follow and do what they could.

, Yan Jiajun said that he would take care of their food, prevent them from going hungry, and even let them live in the military camp.

The people of Leshan kept praying that God would open their eyes.

They all chose to leave to avoid disaster.

Anyway, there is a document, and it is clearly written on it. The Yan family's army only helps with farming, and the land is still theirs. Moreover, those who sign the deed do not have to pay taxes. In addition, it is their own business. After all, it is still them.

Take advantage.

No one questions whether Yan Jiajun can fulfill his promise.

Ever since they were rescued from the barbarian sword and followed them all the way, with eyes to see and ears to listen, there is no one with a more kind heart than this Yan Jiajun.

The Yan family, father and son, are all very good people.

"General Yan, we don't have much food left." Liang Fengnian said seriously.

"Go and rob the barbarian again!" Coyotito said excitedly.

Big Gouzi pulled him and said in a low voice: "Barbarian has also learned a lot, and the seizures these few times have become less and less."

Yes, Barbarian also has a brain.

The name of killing the barbarians is louder among them than among the people of Leshan.

Not to mention that within three months, almost all the Xirong in Leshan Prefecture had been killed by them.

Even if there is still some left, they only carry some rations with them.

Unlike in the early days, bags and bags of grain could be seized.

"What is that little General Pan doing?" Yan Yu asked.

Qi Da hummed: "That boy came to see our land again."

Qi Si and Qi Wu looked nervous.

In the eyes of the solid-eyed Qi brothers, the fields with signed deeds belong to them, owned by their Yan family army, and rented by their second brother Yan and Xiaoer, who paid rations as rent.

Not to mention, 70% of that year's harvest belonged to their Yan family army.

A full 70%!

It's rare that Leshan Prefecture has good weather and rain today, and some of the green seedlings in the fields have begun to turn yellow.

This is a precursor to a good harvest.

They don't even care about tidying up their own land. They worry about it every day, killing barbarians and planting the land at the same time. They are so busy that they can't even touch the ground. If you wait a little longer, the autumn harvest will be around!

That boy named Pan has sly eyes.

Since then, he has brought five thousand people here, saying that they want to help, but in their eyes, these people are just here to take credit.

In the past, when barbarians were killed, all the credit went to them.

But as soon as this boy named Pan came, he had to share everything with him.

Being used to eating alone, Yan Jiajun would inevitably have a bad attitude towards these five thousand people.

But they were still camped in one place, and they couldn't see them when they looked up.

When it comes to camping together, Yan Yu has his own considerations.

It is easy to manage and also convenient for her to know every move.

Since she was here to help, she accepted it unceremoniously and used it as needed.

As for dividing the credit, divide the heads.

To be honest, she was also thinking about her prince.

There must be too many people. I am really afraid that the King of England will be under great pressure.


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