"His grandmother's, the people sent here are all old, weak, sick and disabled, according to grandpa's wishes, he should send troops over and destroy the wall grass in Huruerle!" Wu Shiman stood on the city wall and complained angrily.

Although the leaders of the four tribes such as Tata should meet the conditions of Yan Kang, they still fought a lot of small Jiujiu, and most of the soldiers who sent them to make amends were old, weak, sick and disabled, and they had no armor with them. This hand played with one hand, so that Wu Shi, who was in charge of receiving the work, scolded his mother angrily, and he couldn't wait to pick up a knife and kill him immediately.

Second Uncle Wu's big knife has long been hungry and thirsty, and this battle is not enough to enjoy!

"With the power of victory, it is not bad that we can force these four tribes to spit out thousands of people. If you really want to raise troops to fight in the west, I don't know how many brothers will die, Liang Yibo and Wu Xuesheng are gone, hey......" Wan Yankang sighed faintly.

This battle was a complete victory in White Horse City, but there were nearly 1,000 soldiers lost, and among the 1,000 people lost, there were two first-phase students of the Divine Soldiers.

After listening to Yan Kang's words, Wu Shiman was also a little sad, the first phase of students in the base were all brought out by these instructors with one hand and one foot, and the feelings were too deep.

The two fell into a short silence, and after a while, Wu Shiman walked out of his injury, patted Yan Kang on the shoulder and said: "Young marshal, if the crockpot is not broken from the well, the general will inevitably die in battle, and people will die like lights going out, and everyone will be like that one day." ”

"A man dies like a lamp goes out, and a man dies like a lamp goes out." After Yan Kang muttered two sentences, as if thinking of something, he suddenly slapped Wu Shiman's shoulder, and said, "Uncle Wu, you are right, and what you said is not right!" ”

When Wu Shiman heard him say this, he was a little confused, and asked suspiciously, "What's right and wrong?" ”

"There are no immortals in war, you are right. Liang Yibo, they died in battle, they can't really die like a lamp going out, I want future generations to remember that there are these people who have shed blood and sacrificed for them! When Yan Kang said this, his eyes became brighter and brighter.

Wu Shiman wanted to ask again, but Wan Yankang had already floated down the city wall, and only dropped one sentence: "Second Uncle Wu, dealing with the pawn is very important, you have to be careful!" ”

After the battle of White Horse City, how to deal with the surrender is indeed the top priority.

There were more than 7,000 soldiers captured by the Tamu tribe, and the six or seven thousand people sent by the four tribes such as Tata and Naiman had exceeded the original soldiers and horses in White Horse City. Excluding some of the old, weak, sick and disabled, there are 10,000 young and strong people left.

If these 10,000 young men handle it well, it will naturally make the strength of White Horse City soar.

If Wu Shiman was really left alone in charge of this matter, he, a big boss, would definitely be in a mess. The person who is really in charge is Xu Daosheng, and Wu Shiman's main task is to personally lead a battalion of cavalry to deter misdeeds, and pull a few disobedient guys out to kill chickens and monkeys.

Xu Daosheng had hills and valleys in his chest, and after Yan Kang asked him to be in charge of this matter, he shook the feather fan lightly and drew the road.

Xu Daosheng first removed the old, weak, sick and disabled from the Tata and Naiban tribes, and selected 10,000 young and strong. Among these 10,000 young and strong, Xu Daosheng selected the best of the best, and got 5,000 elite soldiers, which were mixed with the original troops in White Horse City to enrich the military strength.

The remaining 5,000 young men were used as slaves according to the rules of the grassland, building roads and houses in the city, and quarrying and mining in the mountains.

For these people who were used as slaves, Xu Daosheng also specially opened a way to live, and he only needed to work for three years to regain his freedom. Slaves on the steppe, generally speaking, are slaves for life unless they are pardoned for their military exploits. It is a great blessing that these 5,000 people will be able to regain their freedom after three years of work.

There are still three or four thousand of the remaining old, weak, sick and disabled, Xu Daosheng smiled and asked all these people to go home.

Of course, this trick is not to dislike these people for being unusable, but to say that these thousands of old and weak have been trained to be extremely obedient and specially sent back to the tribes.

Moreover, Xu Daosheng did not put these thousands of people back for nothing, but wanted to exchange these thousands of people for the rest of the young and strong families.

When they sent out these thousands of people, the small abacus was good: not to mention a bunch of old, weak, sick and disabled, the young and strong families were all in the tribe, and it was strange that these warriors did not take the opportunity to escape and return.

Xu Daosheng used this trick to dismantle their little abacus.

Anger returned to anger, and in the end, Huruerle had to pinch his nose and admit it.

The situation is pressing, and there is no other way. Originally, the four tribes of Tata and Naiman combined were all ironclad enemies of White Horse City, and the four tribes sent out thousands of warriors, and White Horse City had thousands of elites, not to mention the difference in combat power, just looking at the number of warriors, the leaders of the four tribes did not dare to use the sword soldiers.

Deal with the matter of the surrender, and even deal with the follow-up problems of the Tamu tribe. Alxa led the troops to the battle, and almost poured out, leaving only a few hundred warriors and women, children, old and weak in the tribe. At this time, the property left behind by the Tamu tribe provoked the surrounding tribes to be angry, but because of the attitude of White Horse City, no one dared to act rashly for a while.

There are three main parts of a tribe's property, one is the population, the second is cattle, sheep, horses and other things, and the third is the pasture. The Tamu tribe is on the grassland, both the population and wealth are only in the Kereh and Qiyan tribes, and the two hundred miles of grassland occupied by the Tamu tribe are extremely fertile places for water and grass.

According to the rules of the grassland, after the defeat of Alxa, the entire Tamu tribe can be regarded as the spoils of Wanyankang. Population, cattle, sheep, and horses can all be moved, but the two hundred miles of pasture cannot be moved in any way.

Every time he thinks of this, Xu Daosheng feels extremely heartbroken.

Fan Junping came up with an idea: "The grassland can't be moved, so let's change it!" ”

Xu Daosheng was unclear for a while: "How to change?" ”

"The Tamu tribe is four or five hundred miles away from our White Horse City, and we can't manage this enclave anyway. So, take the pasture on this land and exchange it with a few tribes close to us, isn't it! Fan Junping drew circles on the map, giving Xu Daosheng a new idea.

Xu Daosheng laughed happily like a child, and his original elegant and calm demeanor was gone.

Changing land is easier said than done. But now that he has an idea, Xu Daosheng can come up with a way.

Two hundred miles of pasture is only exchanged for one hundred and fifty miles.

To change or not to change?

Xu Daosheng asked Wan Yankang to come forward and declare that the tribe that was willing to exchange pastures would be good friends in White Horse City forever. Whitehorse sent troops to ensure the safe relocation of the tribe and also provided protection for the tribe for ten years.

Do you want to do it?

As soon as these two conditions were opened, the five or six tribal leaders close to White Horse City almost trampled the threshold of the Young Marshal's Mansion. Xu Daosheng finally chose the three small tribes closest to White Horse City and reached a win-win deal with them.

Xu Daosheng was busy with a series of things that Zhang Luo received and dealt with the soldiers, Wan Yankang took the unparalleled warriors and dozens of stonemasons, and asked for two thousand newly filled slaves, went to set up a camp at the foot of the mountain outside the city, and was busy with the work.

Many generals in the army were curious and wanted to run over to see what Yan Kang was messing with, but they were all blocked out of the camp. Wan Yankang only said one sentence, and he will know in the future.

After January, it was almost the beginning of summer. The waves on the Hele River are churning, and the Gesang flowers blooming all over the mountains decorate the grassland with extraordinary beauty. Wan Yankang ordered the city to be closed for a day, so that all the soldiers in the city gathered outside the White Horse City.

In addition to the hundreds of people stationed in the city, more than 15,000 soldiers were assembled in front of the camp outside the city. The newly recruited 5,000 tribal warriors, after a month of training, have initially integrated into the ranks of White Horse City, and they can already do the order and prohibition. When the army of more than 10,000 people assembled, only the sound of footsteps was heard, and there was no noise.

After Yan Kang saw that the army had been assembled, he turned around and shook the curtain behind him, and after the curtain was lifted, a huge stone tablet was revealed. This stone tablet is snow-white, up to three zhang, half a zhang wide, the stele is engraved with eight gilt characters: the white horse heroes are immortal!

At this time, it was early in the morning, the sun was warm and not dazzling, and all the soldiers present could see these eight characters clearly, and many people's breathing began to be heavy and their eyes began to moisten.

Wan Yankang turned around, stood with his back to the stele, and said loudly: "Brothers, Ben Shuai gathered everyone here today to commemorate our dead comrades-in-arms. Liang Yibo and Wu Xuesheng, the nine hundred and eighty-six brothers, sleep at our feet. This stone tablet was erected and their names engraved on it, so that future generations would know that there was once such a group of people who shed blood and sacrificed for our White Horse City! ”

"Salute!" Wan Yankang turned around, roared, and saluted the monument.

More than 10,000 soldiers behind him also raised their hands in salute, and many people's eyes had silently shed two lines of tears.

A month after the 5,000 Mongolian new troops entered the camp, almost all of them could understand some simple Chinese, and many people were a little uneasy when they heard this.

Wan Yankang turned around, glanced at the crowd in the audience, and found that many of them had different expressions, and he understood what was probably going on, so he shouted in Mongolian: "Among you, there are Han people, Jin people, steppe people, and 5,000 new soldiers who used to be my enemies. ”

"It doesn't matter if you enter my barracks, you are all soldiers of my White Horse City. I swear to Changshengtian that all warriors will be treated equally, regardless of race or origin! ”

These words melted the ice and snow in the hearts of the five thousand Mongol soldiers who had just entered the war, and one of the new soldiers shouted: "Long live!" ”

All the warriors follow the mountain and shout long live!

After a long time, the loud shouts slowly subsided, Wan Yankang stretched out his hand to signal silence, and after a while, the audience returned to a quiet state. He switched back to Chinese and continued: "Soldiers, this monument is only used to commemorate those who died bravely on the battlefield. In the future, if all the warriors of our White Horse City really die one day, I hope that his name will definitely appear on this monument, not on the pillar of shame. ”

"Can you do it?"

"It can be done!"

"It can be done!" A roaring roar echoed between heaven and earth.

The establishment of the monument to the martyrs, coupled with Wan Yankang's speech, made the morale of the army even higher, and the 5,000 new troops gradually calmed down.

Wan Yankang then played a combination punch, for the soldiers who died in White Horse City, in addition to the names on the martyrs' monument, there are also relevant pension policies.

For the families of the martyrs, in addition to a pension for the martyrs, they will also be paid a monthly salary according to the standard of the martyrs.

If only the elderly need support, the bereavement pension shall be paid until the death of the elderly.

If there are children to be raised, the salary will continue to be paid until the children reach adulthood.

For the widows of martyrs, White Horse City does not advocate widowhood, but it makes different distinctions between those who remarry or not.

For those who choose to remarry, if the above two circumstances exist, the pension shall be paid according to the above two circumstances.

In the case of a person who does not remarry, after the pension in the above two cases has been paid, the salary shall be reduced by half separately until the death of the widow.

This bereavement policy, Wan Yan Kang asked Fan Junping to include it in the basic policy program of White Horse City from now on. The promulgation of this policy has been unprecedented since ancient times, and the intensity of the bereavement pension is so great that the care is comprehensive and lasting.

When the bereavement policy was brewing, Fan Junping also raised concerns about whether such a method and intensity could be affordable with the finances of White Horse City?

Wan Yankang's attitude was extremely firm, and he must implement it according to this meaning, he patted Fan Junping on the shoulder: "Mr. Fan, the problems that can be solved with money are not problems." One White Horse City is not enough, do we still have Gyeongju and Zhongdu? ”

After listening to Yan Kang's meaningful words, Fan Junping knew that the young marshal's move was aimed at lofty, not just a city or a place. Although he was worried about the economy, he had no choice but to put aside all his worries at the moment and prepare to implement this policy.

Wan Yankang patted Fan Junping on the shoulder: "This thing is easy to say, but it's tedious and tight to do, I'll arrange someone else to do it." ”

To this end, Wan Yankang set up a special department, called the post-combat resettlement department, and was directly responsible for reporting to him. The head of this post-war resettlement department was Yan Ruhua, the former company commander of the third company of the 1st Infantry Battalion.

Yan Ruhua was originally a student of the first phase of the Divine Soldiers, but he broke off his arm in this battle and could not continue to serve. During the period of recuperation, when his comrades-in-arms came to visit every day, he beat him with a cheerful face. But when he was alone at night, he couldn't help but feel sad when he thought that he was crippled and that he didn't know what he could do in the future.

When he received the new appointment, Yan Ruhua, a man who had never shed blood or tears, burst into tears of excitement.

The work of the post-war resettlement department seems simple, but it is extremely tedious to do.

Which family has an old man, which family has children, and whether the widow has remarried, these circumstances must be clearly grasped.

Whose wages and salaries are distributed and what to do if the families of the martyrs are dissatisfied with the distribution of pensions should all be considered.

In addition to the distribution of food and salaries, the post-war resettlement department should also extend a helping hand in a timely manner when the families of martyrs encounter difficulties.

This job requires a very good familiarity with the situation in each martyr's family, and a consistent enthusiasm for work in order to be competent.

After Yan Ruhua took office, he selected 30 soldiers who had been discharged from the army due to injuries, and immediately started working after setting up a shelf. The members of the post-war resettlement department were all soldiers from top to bottom, and they were extremely enthusiastic about their work, and they naturally implemented the bereavement policy in place.

With the irrigation of blood and the addition of new forces, White Horse City is becoming more and more prosperous.

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