Special wars require special methods. Yang Lin used his personal power in the northwest to gather troops from all ethnic groups.
Numerous young people from various ethnic groups and cities in the northwest, regardless of the obstruction of their elders, smashed various statues of gods at home and in temples, held high the teachings of Yang Xue Jingyi, and joined the army to prepare to fight this sacred war on the grassland.
Government offices across the northwest, which were originally strictly prohibited from private vandalism, seemed to have lost sight of them at the same time. They turned a blind eye. Leaders of various ethnic groups took the lead in making a clear statement that they would always believe in Yang Xue and Zhengyi Sect.
Dangxiang Qiqiang, Tubo Living Buddhas, Uighur chiefs, Khotan chiefs, and Klei chiefs all came to Yinzhou to pay homage to Yang Lin.
Countless young people enthusiastically joined the army, shed their original clothes and hairstyles, and took pride in speaking Chinese.
The missionary work in the northwest in recent years has caused hundreds of years of inherent beliefs, political systems, and ecology to disintegrate at a jaw-dropping speed.
A new trend of thought swept across the entire land like a hurricane.
Song Jiang, who had just arrived in Yinzhou, came from the northwest. His achievement was to unite all the ethnic groups in the area, sweep across Karakhan, and take back the entire Western Region.
The sights along the way surprised him, as if this suppressed area was suddenly on fire.
And the tighter the pressure, the higher the bounce. People who have eliminated various barriers admire the prosperity and advanced civilization of the Central Plains, making them eager to draw a clear line with the customs of the old era.
By the time Song Jiang entered Yinzhou City, the situation had developed to a more serious stage. Under the instruction of Yang Lin, the Yeluo tribe took the lead, and people in the tribe began to burn the "Golden Guangming Sutra" and "The Universal Door of the Lotus Sutra".
"Maitreya's Rebirth Sutra", "Shengsheng Dharani Sutra", "Heaven and Earth Eight Yang Divine Curse Sutra".
Almost all of these cultural essences, which had consumed the entire clan's elites for hundreds of years, were burned to the ground.
Song Jiang looked at the chaotic scene on the street from his horseback, and an impetuous breath hit his face, making him very worried.
Suina was even more confused from the carriage, thinking that the people here were going to rebel.
Yang Ke'er and Yang Mo'er were young and huddled aside and did not dare to speak. Suina glanced at them, smiled angrily, stretched out her hand to open the curtain, and called a guard.
"lady?"
"Please call Taiwei Song."
Song Jiang was in a hurry to see Yang Lin. After hearing what the guard said, he turned his horse's head impatiently, came to the carriage, and asked: "Madam, why do you call Song Jiang?"
"Lieutenant, the people outside are so noisy, but what big thing has happened? Is Da Lang still okay?"
Song Jiang was unsure, but Yang Lin was definitely fine. After all, if something happened to him, the news would have spread long ago.
Moreover, those soldiers and horses who did nothing on the street were all Yang Lin's direct henchmen, and the heads of the various clans had long been tied by the Shao Zai's interests.
He chuckled lightly and said, "Madam, don't worry, we will see Young Zai soon."
After Song Jiang finished speaking, he was afraid that these female relatives would ask again, so he loudly said: "Hurry up and go to see the young master."
Su Keye of Yinzhou City had already prepared a very luxurious mansion for Yang Lin. It was originally the palace of the Xixia royal family, but Yinzhou was recovered by the Song Dynasty a long time ago and no one has lived there.
After Su Kanye moved in, he greatly repaired the place, but he did not live there, leaving it to Yang Lin to stay here when he came occasionally.
In the small courtyard, Yang Lin held a small wooden stick and measured the pebbles on the ground.
Song Jiang stepped in hurriedly, without even bothering to salute, and asked, "Young Master, what's going on outside?"
Yang Lin smiled, pointed at the pebbles on the ground, and said, "I am making waves here, stirring up this quagmire that has been motionless for thousands of years, and bringing them back to life."
"Look, this is Yinzhou, this is Xiazhou, and this is Xingzhou. There are still two of the five states that have not been completely burned."
Song Jiang was confused when he heard that, making trouble is not a good word, and burning something...
He took a step forward, got closer and asked, "This is all Shaozai's handiwork? Then I can rest assured."
"What are you worried about? I have opened the Old Silk Road in the Western Regions and the Ancient Tea Horse Road, and have actually taken control of the people's livelihood and economy here. They want a share of the pie, and they are our most obedient loyal dogs. Eradicate Xixia; sweep away the Xixia;
Destroy the Kara Khan; conquer Tubo; wipe out all the Uighurs in Hexi. The entire northwest has been cleared of disobedient areas."
Yang Lin was full of confidence, Song Jiang didn't know, how could he not know.
What seems to be deep-rooted in this world is actually like a bubble, that is, ideas. There are many ideological trends in future generations. When leaders take over the power, there will be a movement that quickly changes the spiritual outlook of a nation.
If the next battle on the grassland is won, the northwest will be our own world in the future, even more secure than the Central Plains.
Song Jiang was still a little worried. He frowned and said, "Young Zai, you didn't see the chaos on the way here. The roadside was full of stone statues that had been toppled and smashed, and there were also many monks and priests.
What a disaster... with such chaos, isn't the rule of law in the northwest going further and further away?"
Yang Lin was silent for a moment, then said with a flick of his eyelids: "When the world is turned upside down, some extreme behavior will inevitably occur. This is inevitable. Gongming is like taking a straight canal. There may be crops that have just been planted by someone on the road.
We can't wait until the crops are ripe and the fish grow up before we dig canals."
“If you want to achieve great things, don’t get stuck in small details.”
After Yang Lin finished speaking, he breathed a long sigh of relief and said: "I can't afford to lose this battle. The northwest troops and horses are the top priority. The Dangxiang, the Uighurs, the Tubo... all the people are fighting, and I have to use the fastest speed.
, let them die for me, fight for me, and even ask them to abandon their tribe for me without hesitation."
Song Jiang's mind was a little confused. In his opinion, these methods of deceiving people were dangerous, like wild beasts that were difficult to control.
But Yang Lin was very confident that this violent power was ultimately in his own hands.
He has seen it too many times in the history books of later generations. Nothing can calm people's hearts more than instigating a holy war and then winning it.
Many powerful leaders have played this trick, and it has become an unavoidable turning point in the process of the entire nation.
He comforted Song Jiang for a few words, and then asked: "How are you doing with Youyan's supplies, Korea, and the Japanese people?"
Song Jiang shook his head and said: "Don't worry, Young Master. When the official came, he and Bai Shizhong issued an edict through Menxia Province. He ordered all the chariots and horses to be seconded, and small yellow flags were made everywhere. All the chariots and horses with flags
, all officials and merchants along the way must give way."
Yang Lin nodded and said: "It's okay in Youyan Yunnei. After all, our food routes are safe. I'm just thinking about how to solve the problem of carrying food for the northwest army into the grassland in the last little time.