"Lord Dutong, what about these fugitive slaves?"

A Mlb officer came up and asked. Xiao Tachi raised his head and followed his gaze to see a group of fugitive slaves squatting on the ground.

These fugitives were intercepted by the Mlb cavalry, who were searching for bandits, and there were about 1,000 of them. The fugitives were overwhelmingly head-bought, cold and hungry, with a few occasionally looking up at these "masters". Some of these captured fugitives could not run fast or had no experience in escaping, and more than 300 slaves even hid in the nearby woods waiting for the Khitans to take them in. They didn't plan to flee at all, feeling that the whole of Hebei was occupied by the Khitans, and they couldn't escape anywhere, so they stayed in the Khitan Grange to have something to eat. The long-term imprisonment and labor life have worn out the dignity of many slaves, and some people even feel that they are still useful to the Khitan masters, and they have certain expectations and dependence on the "benevolence" of their masters compared with the escape without knowing life and death.

Not far away, several Khitan nobles looked at Xiao Tachi with blank eyes.

For them, Song Nu was a valuable possession. Cattle are different from cows, horses are different from horses, and those who drive north are all "useful" and "fat", some are good at farming, some are skilled in crafts, some can write and calculate, and some are particularly honest and obedient. This time, the Khitan people who went north together suffered many casualties, and the remaining slaves also became ownerless. They had to hope to make up for the losses they had suffered from the horse bandits.

"All of them were cut." Xiao Tachi said coldly, just rely on these horse thieves to let himself run for nothing.

"What?" The Murbo officer was stunned, but those Khitan nobles had promised him benefits in private.

"Lord Dutong," Xiao Jin, the general of the Northern Courtyard, said in a low voice, "More than two thousand heads, worth a lot of money!" ”

"Are you a merchant?" Xiao Ta's red eyes lit up, and he looked at Xiao Jin and sneered, "The Song people killed the Khitans, and I avenge the Khitans, you want to stop them?" Xiao Jin's tone froze, Xiao Tachi no longer paid attention to him, and said sharply, "Kill them all, and leave no one behind." ”

"Yes." The officer did not dare to delay, and immediately went down to give the order.

A moment later, the Murb cavalry came from all directions, and as if slaughtering cattle and sheep, they took the squatting fugitive slaves to the side and cut them down. There was a desperate and numb glint in the eyes of the slaves, and none of them struggled to resist, as if they were walking corpses, and except for the occasional scream before death, it was all eerily quiet, and even the splash of blood was so clear. Xiao Tachi ignored the complaints of these Khitan nobles, and asked the military bookkeeper to record all these killings as accomplices of horse thieves, and asked for credit from the North Courtyard. There is no proof of death, he is not afraid of the North Court at all, except for Yelu Tiege, no one in the North Court dares to question him. Those Khitan slave owners who lived secretly were similar to fugitive slaves in Xiao Tachi's opinion, and they didn't need to be ignored if they were cowards.

Without a sound, more than 2,000 lives disappeared from this world. The Khitan slave owners looked at the bloody scene, and they were all silent, and everyone dared to complain to Xiao Tachi. After the Murb cavalry killed the fugitive slaves, they discarded the corpses of the fugitives in the forest at will, and piled up the corpses of the Khitans who had been killed by the horse thieves and burned them on firewood. For them, it's just a casual affair. If it weren't for the request of a few surviving Khitan slave owners, they wouldn't even care about the corpses of the Khitans.

The autumn wind was cold, and in the blazing firelight, Xiao Tachi slowly returned to Hejian Mansion with more than a thousand Murb cavalry.

............

In Yuntun Port of Annan, the sea near where the Song merchant fleet anchored seemed to be boiling. In all directions, countless fishing boats, large and small, were heading towards the Song fleet. These are all boats of the indigenous people of Annam, ranging from sea boats that can carry dozens of people, fishing boats that can only carry a few people, and even bamboo rafts and canoes. The Annan people in the distance were still paddling hard, and the people in the near distance were already standing on the bow of the boat, holding up the things in their hands towards the Song merchant ships, shouting, and the sea was so noisy that it seemed to be over the Bianhe River in the past.

"Swap—exchange—"

"Buying and selling? Do you want pearls? ”

"What a beautiful stone! Do you want to change it? ”

"Exchange it with me—" "Buy mine—" "Buy my—"

The side of the Song State merchant ship was full of shopkeepers and men, and looking down from the side of the ship, the scene was quite terrifying.

The blue sea was barely visible under the merchant ship, only the arms of the various items held high, and behind the cargo were the faces full of anticipation, and all kinds of cries and cries merged into a huge wave and rushed into the sky. The merchant fleet of the Song Kingdom stayed at Yuntun Port for 15 days, and Yang Fan will set off tomorrow. Many Annam merchants came with all kinds of goods when they heard the news, and the quota for the mutual market on the shore had already been full, and the Annam merchants who had just arrived hired small boats to dock directly on the Song merchant ships, seizing the last opportunity to recommend their goods to the Song merchants.

"Do you want salted fish?"

"Do you want spices?"

"I have rice wine, can you change the cloth!"

In addition, some nearby fishermen standing on the boat, despite the glare of the strong sunlight, tried to raise their heads and desperately lifted the meat, eggs, fruits and vegetables in their hands, hoping to directly exchange some cloth, porcelain and other daily necessities from the merchants of the Song Kingdom. When the Song merchant fleet first arrived, the fishermen fled for fear of pirates, and Zhao Xingde ordered the sailors who entered the fishing village not to take anything privately. When the fishermen returned home, they found that it was not a robber, but a legitimate businessman. Many people in the fishing village found a small number of porcelain bowls, tea and other gifts left by the Song people at home, and in gratitude, they couldn't help but take out the hidden meat and grain, and rowed a boat to send it to the sailors of the South China Sea. Zhao Xingde ordered that all traders should be bought and sold fairly according to the market price of the port, and more and more fishermen took the initiative to provide various kinds of fresh water supplies to the South China Sea sailors, far exceeding the types and quantities provided by Yuntun Port.

"Obedient, obedient...... Doing business is really the same as robbing! ”

Du Fujiao stood on the side of the merchant ship, and while he was stugging, he tried his best to keep his eyes open. The deck was crowded with Song merchants and running men, the shopkeeper leaned on the side of the ship, as soon as he saw the goods he saw, he pointed to the Annan people below with his fingers and climbed up along the rope ladder, and some of the goods were light and took them directly to the deck to inspect the goods and bargain, and the goods were bulky, so they brought a sample up first, and then used the rope net to lift the goods to the merchant ship after negotiating the price. Time waits for no one, the shopkeepers of each trading house are veterans, the transaction is carried out very fast, the guys on the deck carry hand rests, do business shoulder to shoulder, sweat like rain, noisy sound, it is no different from the bazaars of Yangzhou and Chang'an. Du Chuijiao likes to visit the market every time he goes to Tongdu Dayi and compares the prices of things in various places. Although Zhao Xingde ordered that the natives of the South China Sea should not be bullied, the profits of these Song merchants and Annamite traders were still staggering.

"No wonder, no wonder you have to open up the sea route at the risk of death." Du Blowhorn swallowed his saliva and muttered.

"Let's just ask for something that doesn't cost money." The merchant Yang Yunle replied, it was rare for Lord Zhao to allow them to do business directly with the merchants of Annan on the deck, and the Lord Du who was sent to supervise not only did not have any shelf, but was very speculative with the merchants.

"Master Du is Zhao Jieshuai's confidant, and he personally came to see our business, and at this time he gave the villain and other faces."

Although he knew that it was a compliment, Du blew the horn until he listened to it happily, stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Don't talk about those false things, those who talk about poetry and essays over there, Lao Du is a rough man, bullshit, it's better to mix with you, don't want to be comfortable." As he spoke, he looked at the fleet of sailors anchored not far away, looking complacent, those Song Guoxiucai officers did not go ashore to find women, and did something to say goodbye to the Annanshi people, and invited Lord Zhao to preside over his meeting.

"In front of the hall, when I saw the string singers, I didn't hear the crying of Hebei. This...... Is it really what Yue Jieshuai did? ”

"The newspaper issued by the imperial court was copied from the clipper today. It seems that Yue Jieshuai is really angry. ”

"I didn't expect Yue Jieshuai to be born in the army, but he can actually write poetry?"

"Although Xianggong Yue is loyal and upright, it is very unwise to punish the doctor like this. Cao Shangshu didn't persuade him either? ”

"Ahh

"What are you afraid of? There is still a clear discussion in the world, how can it be influenced by a few scholars and politicians. ”

"Alas, it would be nice if Lord Zhao was in Hebei, and the Northern Expedition would be a success."

The officers of the water division walked out of the White Tiger Hall in twos and threes, and this time they collected poems with the local gentry in Annan, and the biggest gain was to copy this poem made by Yue Fei himself. The Northern Expedition was a huge expenditure, and it was inevitable to increase taxes, and some complaints in the Ezhou school and government reached the Daimyo's mansion, and Yue Fei responded with a poem, "In front of the hall, but those who see string singers don't hear the cry of Hebei", the meaning is no longer obvious. Deng Su published this poem in the newspaper of the palace and published it all over the world, and those who were dissatisfied with the tax increase were scolded by a general who pointed to his nose and scolded him. After Yue Fei's poem came out, some people in the court did not dare to fight with him in righteousness, but secretly accused him of being thoughtful and suspected of buying people's hearts. However, the folk and state and county scholars did not have such suspicions, but recited and copied widely, saying that Yue Dashuai was a rare good general of my Great Song Dynasty, and in a short period of time, this poem actually reached Annan.

After the gentry of Annan took their leave, Wang Wuwei, Gao Su, Liu Zhijian and other Xia officers left to say goodbye.

"This General Yue is still here for both civil and military affairs, if he can enter the general in the future, it will be almost the same as my dynasty."

Wang Wuwei smiled casually. Zhao Xingde just smiled and nodded, not committal. Yue Fei was not only able to fight, but also good at raising food and taking care of civil affairs. After Bianliang Yishuai, Zhao Xingde's Tuntian and many other affairs implemented in Henan were handled in an orderly manner, not only did not be abandoned, but were carried forward more and more. However, Kanto is a civil and military path from the root, and with Wen Yuwu, no matter how outstanding and prestigious a military general is, it is impossible for him to be elected as prime minister by Xuezheng and the students.

However, Zhao Xingde's heart moved slightly, and Wang Wuwei's sentence seemed to mean something else?

"The last general has the courage to ask the general, do you know that after the Great Food War is over, will our dynasty send troops to unify the three hundred states in the eastern part of the country?"