Chapter 215: The Benefit of the Western Expedition
There is no Uighur camp in the Northwest Army.
Nearly 30,000 Uighur soldiers were scattered and scattered in various camps, and no one came out alone this time.
Yang Lin simply handed over the Han troops in each battalion to their command. Anyway, it was to eliminate the Uighur bandits. It was not difficult. The most difficult thing was to determine where they were hiding.
The seven Uighur generals also enjoyed the opportunity to command troops far higher than their official positions could command. After experiencing the addiction of a general, each of them had no less than tens of thousands of troops under his command. They pursued them everywhere in the northwest as if they were wiping out four pests.
Kill the scum of the clan.
Hezhou, magistrate's office.
Yang Lin was sitting in the courtyard, with his feet up, listening to Lu Qian's report on the aftermath of the Battle of Jin and Liao, when a burst of noise came from outside.
"Shao Zai, where is Shao Zai?"
Song Jiang's very recognizable voice came, and after a while, a little black fat man rushed into the courtyard with a smile on his face, and he wanted to put his face on it.
"Young Zai, please lower your rank to Song Jiang and pay your respects to the Young Zai."
Yang Lin laughed. The black guy in front of him had a natural affinity.
He is sincerely close to his friends, whether they are superiors or subordinates.
If you haven't seen them for a long time, you will miss them from time to time, and when you see them, you will be truly happy.
It's no wonder that he thrived in Shandong, and there were so many reckless men who were willing to sacrifice their lives for him.
"The Shao Zai is in charge of Bianjing, and he has a heavy responsibility. He never leaves lightly, and there must be a reason for his departure. As a border official, Song Jiang wants to meet the Shao Zai. It is really difficult."
Yang Lin had always been hard-spoken and soft-hearted towards his own people. He lost his courtesy towards the Uighur generals and scolded with a smile: "I didn't transfer you to the northwest just to make you miss the past all day long. How are you doing?"
Song Jiang was not polite, found a small bench, sat in front of him and said with a smile: "Shao Zai, the bottom-up reform of the Western Army has begun to bear fruit.
The lower officials promoted a large number of low-level officers with no background. None of them had much to do with the Western Army's general families. They had made great contributions in the past, but they had not been promoted. Oh, by the way, they were just like Han Shizhong.
Anyway, the Western Army is now greatly expanded, and soon their hundreds of thousands of people will only be used as vanguards."
Yang Lin nodded secretly. He kept provoking wars in the northwest. He originally planned to train troops, but he didn't expect it to have this effect.
As long as the Western Army can be restrained, they will have to rely entirely on themselves. When the time comes, they will really have to contribute to the fight against the Jurchens.
Nowadays, the Jurchens are famous all over the world, but Yang Lin is the only one who has always regarded them as the imaginary enemy of the Song Dynasty.
I have been preparing silently for so many years, all of which are to prepare for the future battle between Song and Jin. If I still can't win, then I'll give it a damn, and I will use all my abilities anyway.
Song Jiang saw that Yang Lin was a little dazed. He stretched out his hand and waved it in front of his eyes and said, "Young Master?"
Yang Lin calmed down and no longer thought about these messy things. He hooked Song Jiang's shoulder and said: "You have been a local snake in the northwest for so long. You have to save a few bottles of good wine. Are you coming to my place to eat and drink with nothing?"
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Song Jiang chuckled, and the two of them entered the courtyard together and placed a table of wine and food. Song Jiang greeted Lu Qian and Lu Wang familiarly and placed a table of wine and food under the tree.
By the time of Huizong of the Northern Song Dynasty, people in the Song Dynasty had gradually begun to eat at the same table, but in formal occasions there was still one person per table.
Today we are all close brothers. Under the locust tree, Song Jiang just swallowed a mouthful of crispy roasted fish. His tongue was so hot that he stuck out his tongue. He took a breath and said: "Young Master, we often hear people say that if you have a hundred thousand guan, you can ride on a crane."
Going down to Yangzhou. In my opinion, this Xiazhou area is not much different from Yangzhou.
Especially in the Xiazhou area, due to the benefits of the reopening of trade routes, there are many merchants from the south and north, shops and restaurants, and densely populated areas. It is actually the south of the Yangtze River outside the Great Wall."
Yang Lin slapped the table and cursed: "It's such a good place. I walked from south to north and didn't see anyone giving gifts. Damn it, you don't take Shaozai seriously."
"Xu Shaozai's righteousness frightened them into not openly bribing them."
Yang Lin was just joking. He now holds the economic lifeline of the Song Dynasty. There are four shipping companies in the east, which monopolize the smuggling activities with Korea and Japan;
There is a long-established business in Wansuiying in Huainan, which takes advantage of the convenience of building Genyue to dry and sell private salt;
The northwest horse market, tea market, and the recently emerged mutton market all have traces of Long Live Camp.
In addition to the millions of money handed over to Huizong Zhao Ji's inner palace every year, they often used it to build buildings and houses for the emperor, and almost single-handedly provided for the food and clothing of the entire royal family's concubines, emperor concubines and princes.
Even so, he was still extremely rich. Not to mention asking for bribes, he even helped his subordinates from time to time.
Han Shizhong, the ruffian who was a soldier, got all his armor, weapons and horses from Zhaodefang.
Halfway through the wine, Yang Lin lowered his voice and said to Song Jiang: "Gongming, I intend to attack Kara Khan. You can coordinate the arrangements in the northwest and make preparations for me."
When Song Jiang heard this, he was shocked. Karakhan was not a weak country. Once a war started, it might be a big war.
However, the prosperity of the northwest has now reached a bottleneck, and the reason for this is the Karakhan Dynasty.
I don’t know if Shaozai has also noticed this. Karakhan is a communist country. They are extremely xenophobic and only allow caravans of cannibals to pass through.
As a result, the Japanese monopolized and isolated the east-west trade routes and made huge profits from it.
If the Karakhan gap is opened, the east-west trade routes will be unobstructed, and the prosperity of the northwest will reach a higher level. It will be easy to recreate the prosperity of the ancient routes.
"Outside Yumen Pass, it was almost completely annexed by Kara Khan. The barbarians from the Western Regions here were dissatisfied with their policies. In order to promote their own religion, these people killed monks, burned scriptures, and massacred people. They were extremely cruel in every way.
, if I were to launch a Western expedition in the Song Dynasty, it would not be impossible."
Yang Lin waved his hand and said: "This matter is no longer feasible, but must be done. After I return to Bianliang, I will persuade the officials to send troops to the west. It's time to bring out the soldiers and horses you recruited from the northwest to test their strength.
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It was too easy to persuade Zhao Ji to go to the west. Chi Yangzi calculated with his fingers and knew that the westward expedition was God's will.
The second-in-command of Shenxiao Taoism could persuade the first-in-command to go to the west with God's will, just as easily as persuading him to build Genyue. This was something Zhao Ji originally wanted to do, but was afraid of not being able to do it.
Song Jiang held a few wine glasses, put them around briefly, pointed and said: "This is Kelie, this is Kara Khan, this is the territory of the Song Dynasty now. In our western expedition, we must first cut off Kara Khan's foreign aid.
Fighting is enough. Once the war breaks out, it is better to occupy Samarkand with a thunderous force and capture its king alive."
Yang Lin was very self-aware of his half-hearted command of the battle, and said: "When the time comes for you people to discuss it, I will only look at the results. At most, I will remember my benefits and hide a few princesses for me."