When Bai Tu left the Nanzhong Governor's Mansion, he was still uneasy.

This is a multiple-choice question.

A multiple-choice question related to the life and death of the Bai people.

Mu Jing said that it was high-sounding, but once the Bai tribe handed over the salt field that the Bai people relied on for survival, the Bai tribe lost its rightful status, not only allowed to be slaughtered, but even within the barbarians, it may not be able to hold its head up.

The Bai tribe is also called the white barbarian, and among the barbarians, it can be regarded as a noble status, because the salt farms they master, the large and small salt wells, and the countless innovative salt-making technologies are the capital of their survival for hundreds of years.

Lost this capital.

In the future, they can only completely take refuge in the Han people, and there will be no chance to turn over.

But if you don't hand it over, there is no road at all, the current Bai tribe, the nest in the clan has been breached, and the life and death of a clan are in the hands of the herdsman.

"Patriarch!" In the post station, several Bai warriors came up.

An old man of the Bai clan asked in a low voice: "How is it, how is Lord Minghou going to treat us Bai clan?" ”

"Elder Wu, we don't have a chance!"

Bai Tu said bitterly.

This old man, called Bai Wu, is a wizard of the Bai Clan, the wizard of the Bai Nationality, the name of the White Witch from generation to generation, from generation to generation, the thirty-six holes of the barbarian tribe, there is a wizard, they master the art of inheritance, the white witch is among the barbarian wizards, the ability is not outstanding, but it is better to be sophisticated and cautious.

"What's wrong?" White Witch asked.

"Ming Hou allows me to cross the position of the net!" Bai Tu said.

"What about the conditions?" The white witch held the snake in his hand, and his eyes were slightly agitated.

"Hand over the saltworks!" Bai Tu said softly.

"No way!"

"The salt field is the foundation of our Bai clan!"

"Our Bai people have survived in southern Xinjiang for generations, and with these salt wells, if we lose these things, can we still survive!"

"We fought with them!"

The leaders of the marshals of the Bai clan all shouted excitedly.

"Quiet!"

The White Witch raised the snake staff and stomped heavily on the floor, shattering a piece of green brick, and the courtyard was quiet.

Bai Wu said: "Now is not a question of whether we are unwilling or unwilling, but a question of choosing whether we are choosing the present or the future, hand over the salt farm, the future of the Bai nationality is bleak, but if we do not hand over the salt field, our Bai nationality will be the target of the Han people to kill chickens and monkeys, the whole clan, the worst result, the chicken and dog will not stay!" ”

"Slaughtering our white barbarians is equivalent to completely seeing through the face of the barbarians, even if they have the upper hand now, can he still kill our barbarians?"

A stout white brute man said.

"Let's not talk about whether the barbarians will stand out for us in vain!" Bai Tu smiled bitterly: "Now that the barbarian kings have surrendered, even if our Bai clan is slaughtered, the barbarians may not be willing to come out, the barbarians can hide in the 100,000 mountains, there is still a way to live, once they come out, they will definitely die!" ”

"Patriarch, you are the head of the Bai clan!"

Bai Wu said in a low voice: "This idea, you can take it, I am willing to unconditionally support any decision of yours, even if the Bai clan is really destroyed, it is fate, maybe the Pangu God has abandoned us!" ”

"I won't let the Bai become history!"

Bai Tu himself still had a hesitant look, but suddenly became very firm, and he said word by word: "The Han people have a saying, stay in the green mountains without worrying about no firewood, besides, even if you lose the salt field, I believe that the Bai people can survive!" ”

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Nanzhong Governor's Office.

"Do you think Bai Tu will obediently hand over the salt farm?" In the main hall, Liu Jin asked Mu Jing.

"Yes!"

Mu Jing is very confident.

"Why?"

"Because he didn't have a choice!" Mu Jing said with a smile: "This seems to be a choice, I have already cut off the way, unless he is willing to exterminate the whole clan, otherwise he can only obediently hand over the salt farm!" ”

"If there is a salt field of the Bai tribe, then ......" Liu Jin's eyes flashed with a sharp light.

"The time has come to break the unity of these salt merchant tycoons!"

Mu Jing sneered.

It is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, Mujing did not have any bargaining chips before, and the supply of goods returned to the side, so he could only let the Dongguo family unite with the large and small salt merchants in Xichuan to monopolize the salt industry in Xichuan, and even dare not make too many moves to affect the development of the salt industry.

Salt has been a necessity of life since ancient times.

The salt industry is also a lucrative industry.

Xichuan is also a place of origin of salt, and the well salt produced here, and the sea salt of the East China Sea, is the center of the salt industry in the world.

Yizhou's taxes, there has been no income from salt for many years, and most of the salt income has been eaten by these salt merchants, and this part of the income is enough to make Mu Jing's eyes bloodshot, kill gods when he encounters gods, and kill Buddhas when he encounters Buddhas.

With the Bai salt farm, there are too many opportunities for the Minghou Mansion to operate, and it can even break the old salt order and re-establish a salt industry order centered on the Minghou Mansion.

"Lord, Meng is here!"

The Divine Guard walked in to give a report.

"Please!"

Mu Jing said lightly: "By the way, let Huang Zhong escort you!" ”

He was afraid of death.

People with families and mouths are more afraid of death, so when they see some dangerous people, they have to let Huang Zhong keep an eye on them, so that he can rest assured that he can survive without having to work hard now, and when it is, it is not as important as his own life.

"No!"

The Divine Guard surrendered his hand and left.

Huang Zhong came soon, hiding behind the screen, and there was no trace of him, and Meng Shu, when he walked in from the gate, was in good spirits, and the recuperation of his injuries during this period had already allowed him to recover fifty or sixty percent of his vitality.

But as soon as he entered, he felt a powerful momentum enveloping the entire hall, and he immediately understood that as long as he had the slightest superfluous movement, facing him would be a stormy blow.

"Barbarian Meng Shu, meet the lord!"

Meng received a big salute, raised his hands on his chest, and knelt down on one knee.

It's a gift of allegiance.

The leader of the barbarians, if he loses, he will be appointed.

"The barbarian king doesn't need to be polite!" Mu Jing helped him for a moment, and then he was very hypocritically concerned: "Please sit down, how is your physical injury?" ”

"The healer under the command of the lord is outstanding, and my body is fine!"

Meng Shu said.

"That's good!"

Mu Jing said with a smile: "On the side of the wounded soldiers of the barbarian army, I will also send a medical battalion to treat those wounded soldiers as much as possible, I can't guarantee that every barbarian warrior can survive, but I hope that more barbarian sons can survive!" ”

This statement is sincere.

He has regarded the barbarians as a meal on the plate, the development of a place is indispensable to the population, and the development of Nanzhong is indispensable to the support of the barbarian population, and the more people there are in the barbarians, the more power they will have for the development of the four counties in the barbarians.

And he also plans to use the barbarian army, the barbarians are young and strong, and the strength of the barbarian army can be strong, which is also a good thing for him.

"Thank you for your concern!" Meng Shu said softly.

Until now, whether it is sincere or false, Meng Shu is already very satisfied with this attitude.

"The contract between you and me has been completed, from now on, the barbarian army has to fight for me in all directions, of course, I can also give you a promise, ten years, as long as the barbarian army fights for me for ten years, in the future, if you want to disarm and return to the field, I will not stop you!" Mu Jing is no longer going around in circles, and when talking to the barbarians, don't be too subtle, because they sometimes can't understand, either they don't have enough brains, or they have been in the mountains for a long time, and they have been isolated from external development, and their minds are naturally not as complicated as those who count heaven and earth.

"Ten years?"

Meng Huo's eyebrows twitched.

Whether this is true or not, it is more or less a hope.

"Thank you, my lord!" Meng Shu saluted respectfully: "From now on, a certain person will fight the world for the lord, and he will not hesitate to fight the sword, mountain and sea of fire!" ”

His Chinese is a thief.

"The barbarian army has suffered a lot of casualties in this battle, and I don't need too many soldiers and horses!" Mu Jing said: "I will form a Nanzhong Army, the establishment of the Nanzhong Army, seven combat battalions, 20,000 soldiers, 20,000 soldiers, the barbarian army can mainly send 12,000 young and strong, and the other 8,000 will be recruited from Yuewang, Yunnan, Qiqi, and the three counties!" ”

The idea of establishing the Nanzhong Army is not new now, and preparations have been made since the beginning of the Southern Expedition, and once the Nanzhong is defeated, a Nanzhong Army will be established.

The young and strong population of the four counties in the south and central regions supports a soldier and horse, and the establishment of 20,000 is not much, and they can easily become an army, captured by the barbarians, the remnants of the Yizhou county soldiers, the captives of the Yuewangyi tribe, and the remnants of the Qiqi army......

These are the veterans left over from the brutal battle, forming an elite army of soldiers and horses, it is not a problem, these veterans have experienced a hundred battles, the quality of individual soldiers and battlefield experience are not lacking, the key is the next run-in and harmony, whether this army of soldiers and horses can form a collective combat effectiveness as soon as possible.

"Twelve thousand?" Meng Shu was a little surprised.

Since he lost, he had to appoint, Mu Jing wanted to use the barbarian army, he expected, but Mu Jing only needed 12,000 warriors from the barbarians, which surprised him.

He was ready to let the Mujing Lion open his mouth and send tens of thousands of troops, but he could only grit his teeth.

And he knew very well that Mu Jing's recruitment was different from Liu Yan's recruitment before, and he had to go to the battlefield.

Twelve thousand warriors, the barbarians can easily take it.

"I want the elite!"

Mu Jing said indifferently: "Soldiers, the most important thing is fine, not much, I have 10,000 herding troops, and I can fight to kill 20,000 of your barbarians, why, because we are more powerful than you!" ”

"Barbarian warriors, each one is an elite!" Meng Shu said confidently.

"I hope so, too!"

Mu Jing smiled and said: "The establishment of the Nanzhong Army, I have already thought about it, you personally come to serve as the position of the lieutenant general of the Nanzhong Army, the left army Sima will let Yongtong serve, the right army Sima is personally sent by me, the left and right generals, the left and right master books and the captain of the seventh battalion, this position can be discussed slowly, you can also recommend, among the barbarians, there are many generals who can recruit and fight well, you dare to recommend, I dare to use!" ”

"The lord is not afraid that I will be in charge of the army alone?" Meng Shu squinted.

"You dare to say it!"

Mujing shrugged.

After a pause, Mu Jing said: "The situation in the world is changing too fast, now Nanzhong has been peaceful, Minghou Mansion is in charge of the land of Yizhou, I can't leave Jiangzhou for too long, I can't stay in Nanzhong for long, after the beginning of spring, I may have to pull out the camp and go north, the Nanzhong army must become an army as soon as possible, during this time, I will give you whatever you want, and what I want to see is, a result!" ”

"No!"

Meng nodded his head.