On the west bank of Baiyu River, in a fort, several generals gathered together.
Zongze leaned on the railing and looked down. He could see it very clearly in the telescope.
The entire Baiyu River defense line has been basically completed, and the stones have been laid all the way to the north of the river embankment, connecting it with the mountains.
Currently, the horse faces protruding from the wall of the village are being repaired to prevent the Jurchens from using their cavalry to attack and destroy the village when the river freezes. Piles of building materials are stacked outside, with a thick layer of snow falling on them.
Countless civilians and soldiers were shouting slogans and pulling the huge log with all their strength.
A cavalry stronghold was also added in the middle, relying on the densely populated forts. If the enemy came to attack, the main force would be directed at the cavalry stronghold. Then the infantry in each fort would attack and support the cavalry stronghold with bows and crossbows. If the main force was directed at other places
In the fort, the cavalry stationed in the fort will attack and attack the enemy's flank.
This complete Baiyu River system is far from simple. Small villages must be set up along the way according to the mountains. They are close enough to each other that they can be connected with bows and crossbows to provide support. The main fortress behind the defense line
Grain, equipment, and heavy troops were provided as the last resort.
The construction of this complete line of defense completely announced that the Jurchens could not interfere with what was happening on the grassland to the west.
Yao Pingzhong rolled a snowball casually, held it in his hand, and said, "I wonder if reinforcements from the grassland will arrive after the snow melts."
Zongze put down his telescope and said with a smile: "When the time comes, even if they don't come, we will be able to fight the Jurchens with our cooperation with Han Shizhong."
"After all, it's better to surround the west side as well. Otherwise, the Tatars will be another hard nut to crack if they escape back to Huining Mansion."
Yao Pingzhong stood upright and had a deep gaze. The total number of people present was not as many as the number of direct fights between him and the Jurchens.
Those are a group of tough enemies, it's best not to give them any chance and beat them until they can't stand up.
After the Jurchens occupied Daliao, their ruling methods were too cruel and cruel. At this time, countless refugees were secretly escaping from Liao to Beijing and Tokyo.
The heavy snow fell one after another, but the long queue of refugees didn't make much sound, and just moved forward slowly.
Under the cruel rule of the Jurchens, they learned to line up and obey instructions.
In front of the leading fortress, the Korean peasants who were busy working there were holding their hoes and staring blankly at the large number of newly arrived refugees.
The row of sheds that used to provide food for these Korean peasants now have fires on the stoves. White smoke rises into the sky, and the sound of gurgling water is heard.
Under the supervision of the soldiers, the Khitan people who fled south mechanically walked to the food shed, received some hot water and hot soup, and added some cold dry food. They sat down one by one and wolfed down the food and stuffed it into their stomachs.
The Liao Dynasty has been so miserable in recent years. In such a small territory, countless people have become slaves to the subjugation of the country.
They lived without any dignity, their wives and children were separated, their families were destroyed, and they became slaves of the barbarians.
Daliao is a country where many ethnic groups coexist. Among these refugees, there are not only Khitans, but also Han, Dangxiang, Xi, and Koreans.
Wang Zhen said with some worry: "These people are swarming in because they are afraid that there are Jurchen spies among them."
Zongze disagreed and said with a smile: "Even if some spies sneak in, it will be useless. Our camp has midnight every night, and they can't get out. Even if they get the news, they can't cross the Baiyu River.
Line of defense.”
"On the contrary, most of these Khitan refugees can be used. After the abolition of corvee service in the Song Dynasty, we have a shortage of civilians. It is probably far from enough to rely on Goryeo to provide them."
At this point, Zongze's face straightened, and he turned around and said: "Since we want to maintain peace at the border forever, we can't blindly conquer and drive away like the Han and Tang Dynasties. If we want to stand on this land, we must accept the people and living beings on it. This matter is no different than
Fighting is easy."——
Kaifeng Mansion, suburb of Bianliang City.
A tall girl, dressed in white fur, stood on tiptoes from time to time and looked into the distance. In front of him, stood a young man, idly, with a withered yellow grass stalk in his mouth.
As the New Year approached, Yang Lin's four adopted sons gathered together, and the four of them returned to Bianliang to celebrate the New Year with Yang Lin.
Yang Tianren was the first to come back, and he followed Yang Lin to various yamen all day long. Today, the last Yang Tianci is also coming back, and Tian Ai and Tian Ning are waiting in the suburbs to greet him.
Yang Tianai had been waiting outside early in the morning. After a while, a carriage came over. Yang Tianning said with a smile: "This must be Erlang. No one else rides in the carriage except him. All the brothers are riding horses."
Yang Tianai turned around and looked at him with disgust and said, "You guys are thick-skinned and thick-skinned. Erlang has been frail and sick since he was young. What's wrong with riding in a carriage?"
Yang Tianning said with a smile: "After all, he is his biological brother. We who are thick-skinned and thick-skinned can't compare to him. I am sad and sad. I am partial to being a sister."
Yang Tianai angrily twisted his ears, pinched his waist and cursed: "You have to tell your conscience, who is partial!"
"Ouch, it hurts, I'm biased, I'm biased the most."
The carriage arrived at a gallop. Yang Tianci was now the instructor of Youyan Wubei School, and the few following behind him were also soldiers and horses of Youyan Wubei School.
They were ordered to escort Yang Tianci back to Bianliang. He was the key protection target of the Armed Forces School. Several new weapons were developed by him. They showed great success on the Great Wall defense line and even attracted the attention of Han Shizhong.
The car curtain opened, and Yang Tianci's head appeared. Before he could say hello, he vomited under a tree nearby.
He was eager to get home and kept urging the groom, making the journey very bumpy.
Yang Tianai looked concerned, stepped forward and patted his back gently, raised his head and asked: "Why did you rush so fast?"
The groom looked aggrieved, and Yang Tianci quickly waved his hand and said: "Sister, don't talk nonsense, it was me who asked him to go so fast."
Yang Tianning pulled out a wine bag from his waist, asked him to rinse his mouth, and said with a smile: "You are the closest to Youyan, why did you leave at the end of the year?"
"Hey, the school building won't be released, what can I do?"
The three siblings got on Yang's carriage. They hadn't seen each other for a long time and they were all very close.
The adopted sons Yang Lin trained are undoubtedly very successful. They have deep feelings and understand and love each other.
Throughout the ages, many heroes' adopted sons, Qian'er, regarded each other as enemies. Not to mention, in the Five Dynasties before the Song Dynasty, there were countless tragedies of brothers killing each other.
In the carriage, Yang Tianning said with a smile: "When we return to Beijing this time, we must not send any more big insects. The eldest brother brought back good musk from Dali, and the third brother brought back a piece of jade. What have you prepared?"
Yang Tianci touched his forehead and said in annoyance: "In the past years, it was all the same. Why did you all prepare your own preparations? What should we do now? Sister, what are you giving me?"
Yang Tianning blinked and said with a smile: "I think it would be better for Sister to tie herself in a knot and send her out."