Han Shizhong had led troops for many years without violating military taboos.
After entering Goryeo, he cooperated with Chengcheng Navy to attack the places where Goryeo soldiers and horses gathered.
Goryeo was a long and narrow country with no depth, especially from north to south.
At this time, Daxia's army had two horses per capita, and its mobility was not at the same level.
Yang Ziqian soon discovered that his idea of fighting hard for several years and wearing out Xia Jun was already bankrupt before it even started.
After all, he was short-sighted. Unlike Yelu Dashi, who valued intelligence, Yang Ziqian knew too little about Daxia...
The huge gap in national power made this war quickly become a settlement.
At this time, the capital sent a high-ranking official, Taiwei Song Jiang, to arrive in Goryeo in person. He had no involvement in the military affairs at all and was specifically responsible for leading Cui Hongxu's remnants, the Goryeo Minfu Group, and integrating the local area.
Song Jiang boarded the ship from Mizhou, and Ruan Xiaoqi personally pressed the ship and accompanied him out to sea.
On the huge warship, Song Jiang and others stood on the railing and looked into the distance.
"Xiao Qi, this is my first time on this vast sea."
Ruan Xiaoqi was very happy to see Song Jiang, "Brother, this is nothing. The Chenghai Sea is surrounded by land on three sides, and you can land ashore in just a short sail. The real sea is where Wu Lin, the mariner in the South China Sea, is!"
Song Jiang chuckled and patted his shoulder, "Xiao Qi, even though the landscape here is small, it's still the hometown of men like us."
Ruan Xiaoqi was convinced, nodded and said: "That's exactly what my brother said."
As the capital of Goryeo, Kaesong has always been a gathering place for Goryeo’s elite.
Wu Jie, the pioneer general of the Xia Dynasty, led his troops to surround Kaicheng, and people in the city were panicked.
The Xia army outside the city was well-organized and had impressive achievements. No one thought that Goryeo could block this attack.
On the city tower, Li Ziqian, who had returned to his ancestral name, was holding on to the low wall with a cloudy look in his eyes.
If he were facing an ordinary Han emperor, he would definitely choose to surrender without hesitation at this time.
But he knew Yang Lin too well, and if he surrendered, he would not get any good results.
This person must retaliate, and only after Zhang Boyu, Duan Zhengchun and others surrendered, without any second thoughts, or in other words, without any resistance, could they save their wealth and lives.
But I had openly confronted him and was beaten like this. How could Yang Lin be so kind? He was just deceiving a three-year-old child.
Looking at the troops and horses under the city, Li Ziqian felt that there was no hope at all. This was not an army that Goryeo could stop.
It's a pity that I, Li Ziqian, was born in Goryeo. If I were also in that Han Dynasty, it's not certain who would have the last laugh.
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Imperial City, Imperial Garden.
Yang Lin was in a good mood, the battle on the front line was going smoothly, and Song Jiang went to manage the shared area, and he felt relieved.
Whether it was the Western Regions, the grasslands, or the rear areas of the Liao and Jin Dynasties, Song Jiang could capture them all. He had rich experience and was the best at winning over and suppressing a group of people.
In the Western Regions, he ruthlessly suppressed the religious resistance forces of the Kara Khans, destroyed all the local Muslim statues, and killed them until rivers of blood flowed and corpses littered the fields.
In the grassland, he used the Kle people to capture the tribal women and children left behind, and in Fujin Mountain, he wiped out all the strong warriors.
In Shangjing Mansion, he only killed Jurchens and appeared as a liberator in front of the Khitan, Shiwei and Xi people.
All in all, he is a reliable person. He hopes that the Korean issue will be completely resolved while he is still alive, so as not to leave a mess to his descendants.
Yang Lin leaned on the soft bed and looked at the secret scroll in his hand. This was the latest news coming from the southwest.
Fang Qifu killed everyone in central Guizhou, and the Tian family in Sizhou was uprooted, leaving almost no living male.
Then Fang Qifu found a servant of the Yang family in Bozhou and asked him to rebel and report Yang's rebellion. Fang Qifu sent Yang Weicong, the head of the Yang family in Buanzhou, to the military camp.
Yang Weicong thought about it and did not dare to go forward. Fang Qifu took this as an excuse and ordered the entire southwestern army to attack the Yang family in Bozhou with all their strength.
Yang Lin covered his head and sighed, the Yang family in Bozhou was still a bit ambitious at this time.
They continue to encroach on the land in central Guizhou and annex small tribes, but they have no ambition to rebel yet.
It was not until hundreds of years later that his descendant Yang Yinglong became ambitious and rebelled.
But at that time, it was already the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty.
In the long run, Fang Qifu's move is absolutely correct. A divided Southwest will always be a hidden danger.
If the imperial court cannot control Guizhou, Guizhou, Yunnan and Yunnan, unification will be a joke.
The territory of the Song Dynasty was very small, and these places took the initiative to take in the land and return it to the Song Dynasty, but Daxia was different. It was already in the central and west part of Daxia.
Yang Lin sighed. At this time, Yun Niang came over with a tea cup. Seeing his frown, she asked: "Guan, please have some tea."
Yang Lin glanced at her, took the tea cup with one hand, drank it all in one gulp, then threw the tea cup away, put his arms around her waist, and put it on his knees.
I kneaded absentmindedly, but thoughts were spinning in my mind like a revolving lantern.
Yun Niang felt a little pain, but she didn't dare to disturb Yang Lin's thoughts. Instead, she gritted her teeth and pushed hard to make him more comfortable.
Finally, Yang Lin made up his mind, pushed Yun Niang in his hand, rubbed his hands and cursed: "You narrow-minded whores know how to seduce their masters, go away and let Gao Bing and Bai Shizhong come see me.
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After saying that, he gave her a gentle kick on the butt.
Yun Niang got up angrily, spat, rolled her eyes at him, swayed her hips coquettishly, and went to find the eunuch to deliver the imperial edict.
After a while, Gao Bing and Bai Shizhong came to the palace together, and it was obvious that he was in a good mood.
He came forward and asked: "The official family, the ministers are here, what is the purpose?"
Yang Lin coughed lightly and said: "The Yang family in Bozhou has rebelled, and Fang Qifu has written a letter, allowing him to mobilize soldiers and horses from the southwest to annihilate the Yang family. You two, start selecting civil and military officials, and prepare to build government offices and set up circulation in the southwest.
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Bai Shizhong was a little stunned, why was this battlefield opened again? Fortunately, he had gotten used to it in the past few years.
When the Jurchens were launched, the national treasury was so empty that there was not a penny left, so they managed to survive by issuing bonds, let alone Bozhou in the southwest.
The two people returned to Mingtang happily, preparing to select officials to go to central Guizhou.
This is not a good job. After the capital was moved to Longcheng, the southwest became even more remote.
No one was willing to go, and the folk customs in that place were not yet civilized, and the barbarians were unruly and unruly.
The most terrible thing is that the road is difficult to travel, with high mountains and steep cliffs as far as the eye can see.
Therefore, there is a saying in the official circles that it is better to go to Karahan than to Yunnan, Guizhou and Sichuan.
The Uighurs, Dangxiang, and Tubo people in the northwest are now more law-abiding than the Han people. They believe in Yang Xue and the mythical monarch. Anyone who dares to commit a crime must be careful that his fellow tribesmen will deal with him privately.
Bai Shizhong selected some Tai students who had just entered higher education, personally taught and encouraged them one by one, and began to send people to escort them to their appointments.