After solving the problem of people having no food, Yang Lin began to lead his troops to take over the Xixia territory.
Li Qianshun surrendered, and the remaining stubborn ones were mostly leaders of other tribes in Dangxiang.
In the Xingqing Mansion, troops have begun to be sent out to attack. Tong Guan and the generals of the Western Army sent people from the east and west to gradually take over the Xixia city.
Although there are Han Miao descendants in the hometown of the Western Regions, after so long, the sense of identity in their bones has long been weakened.
Fortunately, the reputation of the Song Dynasty for its wealth and prosperity spread throughout the world. Qin Long, who had been fighting for hundreds of years, was tired of war, and the people of Xixia did not yearn for peace.
For hundreds of years, various forces in this land have been intertwined and constantly fighting against each other. As a result, wars have continued in the Western Region, and people of all ethnic groups have suffered. Regardless of race, rich or poor, people have been ravaged by wars, plundered, and left no grass behind. , the trade routes in the Western Regions were cut off, resulting in people having no livelihood, and the cities in the westward were becoming increasingly depressed.
Yang Lin led his troops from Hengshan, with the banner rolled across the vast sea, crossing Xiping, crossing the Yellow River, and recovering Baojing. Along the ancient Great Wall road, he regained the homeland of the Han family step by step.
Zhong Yan reminded: "Hu and Han people live together in these places. Although Li Qianshun surrendered, there are still stubborn people. It is better to spread a message to frighten Xiaoxiao so that the leaders of Dangxiang small tribe do not dare to resist the heavenly soldiers."
Yang Lin nodded, wrote the article himself, and said:
It's so vast that there is endless flat sand; it's so gloomy that I see the wind and the sad sun. I heard that my husband, Qin Longhan'er, was recruited by the Holy Emperor; he ran for thousands of miles and never saw his way back; the gravel and bones were exposed year after year.
There are many Qiang in the party, the grass is in full bloom and they are grazing in the morning, the barbarian masters are rebellious, wading through the water at night; the land is vast and the sky is long, pillows and bones are everywhere; the body is sharp and sharp, and the relatives and wives are separated.
From then on, the north wind shakes the desert, and the shocking sand blows in the face; the host and the guest compete with each other, and the dignity and fate are low; since ancient times, there have been bad years every year; the wind blows in the desert, and the mountains and rivers are dizzy; Dunhuang has left the clan, and the trade routes have been cut off; thousands of people have been displaced, and hundreds of ethnic groups have been displaced. Suffer.
Fortunately, they surrendered against the summer situation, and Wang's army reorganized and returned. General Dangxiang went to Cexun, and the people of the strong Han Dynasty were happy and leisurely. Mu Mudi, Hu and Han, put the swords and soldiers into the treasury and released the horses to Nanshan.
In this auspicious year, Yang Lin, the commander of the School Inspectorate, led the army to determine the difficulty and ordered the flag to go wherever it went. Those who obeyed me would prosper, and those who went against me would perish.
The Yellow River Hetao and the Hexi Corridor were separated from the Central Plains Dynasty for a hundred years, and it was determined by the legend!
Sporadic resistance turned into powder. Yang Lin himself did not expect that the yearning for peace in this place was already the general trend.
After long battles and peace of mind, the process of pacifying Xixia was 10,000 times easier than Yang Lin imagined.
When Yang Lin's army arrived outside Xingqing Mansion, all the officials in the prefectures and counties along the way were appointed by him.
Tong Guan led others to open the city gate and saw Yang Lin coming to eat the ready-made food from outside the city. He was so angry that he almost fell off his horse.
The men of the Western Army raised their arms and shouted to welcome the young master to inspect their amazing results.
What Yang Lin did during his journey to the west has long been spread, spread, and even exaggerated.
The war is about to begin. Yang Shaozai arranges military rations, operates supplies, and replaces the Minister of Household Affairs to ensure that the three armies are protected from cold and starvation. The news from the DPRK and China is delayed. Yang Shaozai resists the defeat of the war with an iron shoulder. He single-handedly wants to send an envoy to Khitan to save the northwest war. His father is suffering. Yang Shaozai upheld justice, opened a porridge shed, protected civilians, established a nursing home, and gave preferential treatment to the relatives of his comrades who died in the war.
Listening to the deafening shouts, the jealousy in Tong Guan's heart was about to explode. Yang Lin straightened his back, put on a worn-out armor borrowed from Lu Qian, and came to the city with a horse's belly.
"Young Master, thank you for your hard work. Everyone, thank you for your hard work!" Yang Lin gently cupped his fists, and instantly there was another burst of cheers.
Tong Guan had a smile on his face and said: "Wen Yuan, I haven't seen him for a long time. He has grown a lot taller."
Yang Lin smiled faintly, then turned around and circled the galloping horses of the Western Army in formation, as if they were reviewing.
The three armies stood solemnly and neatly. Never had they seen a civil servant who came from No. 1 scholar with such superb equestrian skills and so much regard for the military. They all straightened their chests.
In Tong Guan's heart, it was as if his wife had been flirted with in front of his face, and he was so uncomfortable. This kid was in Yangzhou a few years ago. He talked about people and ghosts. At that time, a certain family I thought he was a little slippery.
He never thought that in just a few years, his wings would become so strong. I heard that when Cai Jing went to Hangzhou in Bianliang, he directly attacked his old husband Han Zhongyan, and he became a force that should not be underestimated, and he was secretly trying to Fight against Cai Jing.
When he came to the northwest, this boy calmly collected the hearts and minds of the army and the people. He stretched out his hand so long that he was not afraid of breaking it.
After Yang Lin inspected the army, he returned to the city with a smile. Zhong Shidao smiled and said: "Young Master, Li Qianshun is being detained in the city. Will the Young Master escort him to Bianliang?"
Yang Lin waved his hand and said: "I have told the Emperor of Tomorrow that this time the Western Army will select strong soldiers, meritorious officers and several important generals to follow me to the capital to show victory!"
At the gate of Xingqing Mansion, all the generals looked happy and looked at each other. They had never imagined that they would receive such an honor.
There was a sense of pride in their eyes as they looked at each other. In front of the Xianjie Temple, they paid tribute to the emperors of the Song dynasty. That was a big show of their faces.
Tong Guan said with a smile: "Let's wait until we enter the city to deal with important matters such as military aircraft. Besides, if we mobilize troops and mobilize troops, your Majesty may not agree to it."
"Yes." Yang Lin smiled.
The old eunuch smiled softly: "That's not necessarily true, is it?"
"Yes." Yang Lin laughed and said, "Child Controller, how about we make a bet?"
Zhong Shidao's face was full of smiles, Yao Gu almost grinned, and Zhong Shizhong also kept raising his eyebrows. The military generals of the Song Dynasty could finally win over the literati in the gorgeous streets of Bianliang. Did you show victory?
Yang Lin was the envoy, with the highest official position present, and he was not humble enough to allow him to enter the city.
The smile on Tong Guan's face froze, and he cursed in his heart: Merchant boy, you are so proud!
Yang Lin urged his horse to go ahead, and his heart was also filled with ups and downs. There are no permanent friends in this officialdom.
Back in Yangzhou, Cai Jing, Tong Guan and himself were brothers and helped each other sincerely. At that time, although everyone's hearts were for today's high-ranking officials, it was impossible not to have any friendship with each other.
But if there is a chance to go further by stepping on the other party, who among the three will be soft-hearted?
At the beginning, the officials who were demoted and frustrated, the jesters and chamberlains who served others, and the sons of merchants worked together to flatter others, exclude dissidents, and form cliques for selfish interests. Step by step, they entered Kaifeng and Bianliang.
Three years have passed and everyone has been promoted together. Cai Jing is the chief prime minister and the prime minister is in charge of the world; Tong Guan has outstanding military achievements and is nominally the highest general of Qin Long; Yang Lin is young and ranks as the young prime minister. It is an exaggeration to say that they have already reached the highest point of the Song Dynasty temple.
When you reach the top of the mountain, you can see all the small mountains. The dangerous peaks are great, but the ground is narrow and steep, and there is no room for two people.