After taking the castle, he connived at the slaughter and plundering of his men, and then gathered everyone together and beheaded the lord of the city.

Because of the language barrier, everyone is afraid of them, and these people are simply mythical ghosts.

Yelu Dashi looked at the palatial city lord's residence and the group of city lords' families who were trembling inside, and wanted to ask them very much about the situation here.

Unfortunately, the language is really different, which also shows that this place is no longer the territory of the Mongols.

In fact, the Mongols and the Khitans shared a common language, which is why when the Jin destroyed the Liao, the Mongol tribes in Moxi were more inclined to work for the Liao than to surrender to the Jurchens.

Jerodashi lay on the chair paved with soft animal skins, and for a moment he rarely relaxed, even if he had reached his limit along the way.

The Khitans moved into this castle one after another, and before they had time to cheer and celebrate, they were in a hurry to strengthen the city defenses, carry rolling stones, and open warehouses to find food everywhere.

After wandering for a long time, I realized the value of having a base area, and no one wanted to be driven out and continue to run for their lives. This place can be said to be full of treasures, especially in the mountains, wood, medicinal herbs, game, arable land... Nothing is missing.

Xiao Baobao excitedly broke in, but heard the snoring of Yelu Dashi, and he quietly retreated.

Although this place is not good at fighting, it is rich and has enough flocks. After a few days, in this fertile land, the seeds are sown, and even Youyan, who was once the richest in Daliao, is not as good as here.

At this time, Yelu Dashi, who was thousands of miles away in a foreign land, did not know that they had unknowingly broken into the Caucasus Mountains, on the side of the Caspian Sea. Located at the crossroads of Eastern Europe and West Asia, it enters Europe to the west and Persia to the south. The Qarakhanid Dynasty, which was defeated by the Great Song Dynasty, wanted to look forward across the Caspian Sea.

After three days, the Khitans gradually gained a firm foothold, and they were all clean, and they no longer looked like the original savages called Huazi.

The hundreds of years of Guozuo in Daliao has its own set of perfect and mature systems for governing the country, which is somewhat primitive in front of the Great Song Dynasty, and it is easy to put it here.

After this small city-state was slaughtered and occupied, the surrounding lords got the news and gathered one after another, and under the call of the most powerful kingdom of Sylvan , thirteen lords sent troops to avenge the people of Xhosa.

This thirteen-nation coalition army, mighty and whining, wants to fight the "barbarians" to take revenge. In history, now is the time when the Azerbaijani tribe is gradually formed, and countless loose city lords are just about to gather into one unit, and this is when the Jelu Dashi comes.

Yelu Dashi had already sent countless sentinels around, and waited for them to come for ten days.

Xiao Baobao looked at the "coalition army" under the city and said: "Your Majesty, I didn't expect that there are still quite a few countries here, you look at the soldiers and horses below, there are at least 50,000 people." ”

How did he know that these 50,000 people were made up by thirteen "countries".

Yelu Dashi has been in battle for a long time, and he has fought more battles than all the generals in the city combined, and there are no less than 100,000 men and horses he has commanded.

He took a cursory look, his heart was already full of confidence, and said with a smile: "Such a local chicken and a dog, even if it comes to 100,000, 200,000, it is also a rabble." I'll give you 10,000 people, kill them all, and this land will be completely ours. ”

Xiao Bao Bao clenched his fist, put it on his chest, and knelt down on one knee: "I am willing to drive forward for Your Majesty and slaughter the enemy army!" ”

King Sylvan, full of pride in his heart, actually commanded the allied forces of thirteen countries.

The most beautiful thing in the world, that's it, so many soldiers and horses, what battle can't be won?

He was thinking about how to besiege the city, deal a fatal blow to the barbarians, and then take the castle for himself, when the gates opened.

The smoke and dust were loud, the sound of horses' hooves roared like thunder, and I don't know how many Khitan elite horsemen were lifting their horses quickly, desperately rushing towards here.

......

At sunset, several war horses were looking for grass that had not been stained red with blood, and broken flags were planted on the ground.

The corpses on the ground are usually dead on the way to escape, which shows that the battle is one-sided.

Yelu Dashi was very strange, he had never seen such an unbearable army, not to mention no formation, not even the most basic coordination.

He didn't know at this time that this was a coalition of thirteen small countries, and they had come to fight in groups...

Everywhere there were defeated troops kneeling and raising their weapons, and the Khitans were marching them into the city one by one with their hands tied behind their backs.

Yelu Dashi was radiant, as if he was the champion of both civil and military affairs, and he was sharp and alert when he was sealed in Linya.

He sat on horseback and laughed loudly, even the herald was loud, and from time to time aroused the cheers of the guards around him.

In one breath, Yelu Dashi killed the Thirteen Nations Alliance and gained a firm foothold in this land.

Giving up the place where the ancestors were buried, giving up the Yunzhou Gaocheng that had not yet been lost, killing his superfluous children, and taking the most capable 60,000 people and 60,000 Khitan fires, Yelu Dashi preserved his race.

Its character is solemn, the disease is still simple, there is indomitable, and it is unbreakable when it is on the verge of the festival.

For many years, the Khitan Emperor, who had been defeated many times and fought repeatedly, finally tasted the taste of victory for the first time in a place far away from his homeland.

He rode to the top and looked to the east, and all he could see was a gray sky.

Clenched his fists, Yelu Dashi secretly swore in his heart, this is just the beginning...

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Kaifeng Mansion, Bianliang.

At this time, it is already February, the spring is getting stronger, and the willow branches by the river are beginning to bud.

The green grass and trees exude vitality, and the river gradually becomes busy.

Moving his arm, Yang Lin raised his hand to cover the light coming from the window, and barely opened his eyes.

Last night, I celebrated my official crown of King Yue, Zhaodefang feast, the banquet was used in the Fang Mansion Garden, Yang Lin let go of the amount of wine, drunk and drunk, and woke up at this time, his head did not hurt, his mouth was not dry, but he was a little tired after drinking, and he was lazy lying on the couch and did not want to get up.

With a slurp in his mouth, Yang Lin lowered his arm, and his elbow touched a silky mass of flesh.

Turning his head, he saw a lively little beauty lying there, it was his eldest wife, Zheng Yunyao, the wife of the main room.

Zheng Yunyao had a red ribbon tied to his hands and feet, bolted to the bed frame, and he slept soundly with his eyebrows and sideburns.

Yang Lin shook his head, remembering that he had a good time last night, and pulled his daughter-in-law to play a binding game to increase the fun, but what happened later, he had no impression at all, but when he thought about it, he couldn't help but smile.

He got up, and the maids outside heard the movement and came in to wait for him to wash and change his clothes.

Yang Lin freshened up, put on the prince's style, and walked around the courtyard. This is the king, and I don't see anything special, and I can't help but feel a little lost.

The maids I met along the way all smiled and saluted to me, which was no different from usual.

Yang Lin was bored, and took the guards to the outer courtyard, which was more lively.

In Uncle Xu's small house in the outer courtyard, there was a lot of noise, Yang Lin came over, and saw that everyone was congratulating him on taking charge of the medical school.

Yang Lin thought about it, it was better not to join in the fun, otherwise he would go in by himself, and these people would be detained again.

However, the establishment of the medical school is a great thing, benefiting the country and the people.

The matter of the water-powered spinning wheel was as he expected, and as soon as it was promoted in the sleeve building, countless businessmen rushed to buy it.

In Jiangnan and other places, there are already large workshops, and the output of cloth has also increased immediately.

When he was wandering around, Yang San was looking around, looking for himself, but the funny thing was that he found him first.

Yang Lin walked over angrily, kicked and said, "Are you looking for me?" ”

After being kicked, Yang San's face turned from anger to joy, and said, "Young Master, a group of soldiers came outside, saying that they wanted to see you." ”

"Soldiers? Which battalion? ”

Yang San said: "I don't know, I said it was from the South China Sea." ”

"South Sea Mariner." Yang Lin muttered, "Why did you come to see me at this time." ”

When I came to the flower hall, it was really a person from the South China Sea Sailors, a tall man, as strong as an iron tower, and after seeing him, he hugged his fists and said: "The South China Sea Sailors have commanded Wu Er, and I have seen His Royal Highness the King of Yue." ”

"Takeuji?" After a little thought, Yang Lin understood.

This must be Wu Song, he killed Cai Jing's son on the street that day, and Song Jiang secretly came to intercede with him, it seems that he changed his name and sent him to Wu Lan.

This black guy is not stupid, but it is a good idea, because the South China Sea sailor has been floating outside all the year round, and it is only suitable to hide himself.

"Why did you enter Beijing?" Yang Lin asked.

Wu Er took out a letter from his arms, "General Wu asked the last general to hand over this letter to His Royal Highness King Yue." ”

After speaking, it was handed over to Lu Qian, and Lu Qian handed it to Yang Lin.

Yang Lin unfolded it and said, "Okay!" Wu Lan is good, tell him when you go back, and I will send someone to help him gain a firm foothold immediately. ”

It turned out that Wu Lan sent a letter, saying that the Yizhou Road had been laid, and now Qin Hui was already waiting for the island.

The original Cham pirates there, who were wiped out, didn't know where to get out and didn't dare to come out.

Yizhou is the future Taiwan, which is an out-and-out good place, and there are resources waiting to be developed.

And the location is relatively unique, you can take it as the center, radiate the surrounding islands, and dominate the South China Sea.

What made Yang Lin even happier was that the South China Sea Sailors took Yizhou Island, indicating that they already had some ability to go to the ocean to conquer.

Sailing is such a thing, once you take that first step, the rest is much easier.

Demand will drive rapid technological progress, and at this time, Da Song already has a compass, which is higher than the starting point of other countries.

After Wu Er and the others left, Yang Lin was still very excited in his heart, he hadn't been to Mizhou for a long time.

Now Michigan is in an extraordinary position, it is the shipbuilding center of the Great Song Dynasty, and there are the best dockyards there.

It seems that it is necessary for me to go over once recently, but now at this time, can Bianliang Tokyo be separated by itself?

Yang Lin's head was big for a while, and he suddenly blessed his soul and thought of one thing.

"Lu Qian, go to the General Administration!"

In the small courtyard of the General Administration Department, Cai Jing sat on a rattan chair and looked at Yang Lin puzzledly: "Wen Yuan, Bianliang is already in your hands, why do you want to set up another accompanying capital?" ”

It turned out that Yang Lin went straight to the Tongzheng Department in a hurry, found Cai Jing, and said straight to the point that he wanted to set up three accompanying capitals.

They are Chengdu in the southwest, Mizhou in the east, Youzhou in the north, and Hangzhou in the south of the Yangtze River.

Yang Lin really humbly asked Cai Jing to come, and he explained: "Bianliang, as the heart of the world, has grabbed too many local resources, and this Taishi knows. I think it will also benefit the localities, so that all parts of the Great Song Dynasty will be free from poverty. ”

He lowered his voice and said, "Moreover, Bianliang is the root of Zhao Song. ”

Cai Jing smiled knowingly, but he was afraid that the last sentence was the point.

He pondered for a moment and said, "What Wen Yuan said is also reasonable, but the places you chose are still debatable. Especially Mizhou, as a companion capital, Xijing Chengdu, Beijing Youzhou, Nanjing and Hangzhou are understandable, but this Mizhou is not a little small. ”

"Taishi thinks, which state capitals are more suitable?"

Cai Jing is well-informed and understands economics and politics, and there is no reason to make trouble with himself at the moment, Yang Linhe is willing to listen to his opinions.

"Chang'an, Yunzhou, Jiangning and Guangzhou."

Yang Lin gasped, this old thief's eyes are poisonous enough...

He chose the state capital by himself, and he came with his own influence, and he came exactly according to the geographical advantages and importance of today.

Needless to say, the resumption of the Western Regions Trade Road and the Ancient Tea Horse Road has given Chang'an a second spring.

Yunzhou Datong is the same reason, and this place is more important than Youzhou, which is actually the key to the north.

Jiangning is the post-Jinling Nanjing, the Sui and Tang dynasties, Jinling was deliberately degraded by the north, but the geographical advantages made its economy and culture continue to develop and strengthen.

As for Guangzhou, it is the most old-fashioned eye, and the city of Guangzhou, which is not very good now, is only afraid that it will develop rapidly after Jiaozhi and the South China Sea are won.

Yang Lin thought about it, this matter is more important, and it is very likely that after he usurps the throne, he will choose one of them to move the capital.

If you want everyone to forget Zhao Song, moving the capital is the most direct and rude way, this place is the Zhao family's poor for 100 years, after eight emperors, painstakingly managed.

Moving the capital can not only change the inertia and disadvantages brought about by the strength of the poor whole country to raise Bianliang, but also eliminate the foundation of the Zhao and Song dynasties as much as possible.

Yang Lin stood up and said, "Taishi, let me go back and think about it again, and then come and discuss with Taishi when I have an idea." ”

Cai Jing smiled slightly, and said, "Go ahead, since you have to do it, this matter should not be delayed sooner rather than later." ”

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