The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, and the city of Bianliang is lively again.

The port of Bianhe is still busy, and the accents of the north and south of the water customs are mixed, and the hawkers who do business with merchants are shouting and shouting.

The ball market in the city is still full, and the old and young in Bianliang City, as well as merchants and tourists from all over the city, are cheering loudly for the team they support.

An earlier palace change seems to have been left behind by the people of Bianliang, no matter who is the emperor, life is still the same.

Often, the people in the capital are the most enthusiastic about the political disputes between the DPRK and China, especially when they talk to outsiders, they are full of a sense of superiority, either pretending to be mysterious or shouting loudly. The people of Bianliang in the Great Song Dynasty are even more of a leader, but this time they are reluctant to talk about it.

In the past, if there were foreign merchants in the wine shop and tea shop who couldn't help but ask more about the major affairs of the DPRK and China, these Bianliang people couldn't wait to roll up their sleeves and talk about a day and a night.

Now that a merchant asks, the Bianliang idler often raises his eyebrows and says: "You also asked about our Bianliang?" Naturally, the affairs of the DPRK and China are handled by the ministers of the DPRK and China, and it is your turn to worry about it, which year are you a Jinshi? ”

It's not because of anything else, it's because there is a big killing god in Bianliang, the new monarch guards the Governor's Mansion.

These people are everywhere, if the minister of any family says something that should not be said, even if it is in the bed at night, and complaining a few words with his own wife and concubine, the next morning Chao Baozhun will be named, so frightened that this talkative minister can't stand steadily.

What's even worse is that they are not only pervasive, but also famously ruthless, Jin Liangqiao killed more than 300 ministers and doctors at once, blood stained the river red, and the forbidden army killed the family as the head of the rebellion. This was all not long ago, how dare people think about it?

There is a difference between a forbidden military family and a civilian official, and a civilian official is generally an official in one generation, and it is already very rare to be a third or fourth generation at most. However, from the founding of the country to the present, the forbidden army family has always been the head snake of Bianliang, and what is in their hands is the most lucrative industry.

The people of Bianliang have something to do with them more or less, and the forbidden army family has been rectified so badly that it is almost uprooted, how not to make people afraid.

At this time, the forbidden army had been driven out of Bianliang in groups and went to the Hebei area, preparing to dig ditches and straighten the canal.

In the former school grounds of the forbidden army, several new camps with a large area and magnificent momentum have been erected.

Hundreds of cows are dragging heavy grinding pans and compacting the playground. Yang Lin, who was standing next to him, was directing everyone to transform the camp of the forbidden army, and half of the Northwest Army had left one after another, returning to the land in the northwest to garrison, especially the party members, almost all of whom left.

The place where the party members are located is the territory of the original Western Xia, and the situation there is very complicated, and it needs to be guarded by heavy troops, otherwise the various tribes will inevitably make trouble.

In terms of the ability to fight bravely, the individual soldiers of the party are stronger than the Mongols, even in the period when Genghis Khan was in full swing and the Western Xia was already decaying, he could still guard Genghis Khan madly on the sandbank.

If it weren't for the fact that this nation is too small, I'm afraid that the harm in history would be even greater.

As a result, there are only 50,000 or 60,000 soldiers left in Bianliang, and Yang Lin is ready to train a real Jingying forbidden army on the basis of the forbidden army, and charge for himself in the future war.

With 600,000 people in camp, armament, and food space, it is not difficult to recruit and train a good family's sons and soldiers.

Song Jiang stood on the side, now Yang Lin's height is long, he was about the same height as Song Jiang when he first met, and now he is a head taller than him.

"Shaozai, this camp is about to be built, when will the recruitment start?"

Yang Lin said with a smile: "Let those forbidden soldiers dig a ditch and know the joy of labor, and then go to recruit." This time, the source of troops we want must be selected at all levels, and there is an example of the Jurchens overthrowing the Great Liao in front of us, and then there are 50,000 people killed by Wanyan Xiyin and the blood of the Central Plains.

These lessons have taught me a truth, soldiers are not expensive, this time to train a Han elite soldiers, I want the absolute elite, the number of people is only about 50,000. As for the conditions for recruitment, they must be very strict. The first ancestor is innocent, and no one is allowed to commit adultery within three generations; second, those who are tall and have stubborn or dark diseases are not allowed to enlist in the army; Thirdly, there must be a brother in the family to support his parents, and the only son is not allowed to enlist in the army. ”

Song Jiang nodded and said, "What Shaozai said is not bad, I am in the Qarakhanid Dynasty, those Uighurs have hundreds of thousands of troops at every turn, and they look terrifying. ”

Before Yang Lin could understand the matter of Qarakhan, he couldn't help but ask: "Is the people left behind by Qarakhanid reliable?" Can you live in the Western Regions? ”

"Shaozai rest assured, they are all henchmen and brothers."

Yang Lin pursed his lips, he was not very satisfied with this, Song Jiang was okay, but he liked to form gangs too much. How can the righteousness of the rivers and lakes be used in the operation of a feudal official.

Fortunately, now that he has free his hands, he can slowly solve the problems in the northwest, not only the Karakhanid, but also the Tibetans, all of which were hastily incorporated into the Song Dynasty, and they didn't have time to take care of it carefully, after all, they were in a hurry to come back and participate in the Liaojin dispute.

"Why didn't you capture a few Qarakhanid royal families?"

Song Jiang waved his hand and said, "Those birdmen have all died in the country, and they are still putting up a domineering shelf there, so that I can cut them all." ”

"Chopped? Pity! Yang Lin bared his teeth and asked, "The princesses of Qarakhanid should all be some good beauties, right?" ”

"Hey! Shaozai is wrong, those bird princesses, one by one, have a foxy face, without the slightest bit of boldness, and they are 108,000 miles worse than our Han women. ”

Yang Lin's heart is dripping with blood, this black guy is a mallet that doesn't understand the amorous style, the fox has the benefits of the fox, what the hell is the bold atmosphere... Is it a good woman who still has to kowtow to him?

Thinking of those princesses of the Western Regions, all of whom were destroyed by this black fat man's hot hands, Yang Lin's heart was like a knife.

At this time, the camp in front of him had been tamped, and dozens of horsemen and horses were running back and forth on it, and there was not much smoke and dust rolled up, Yang Lin said: "Let's go, go over and have a look." ”

Walking closer, there were not many potholes on the ground that were stepped out of by the horse's hooves, Yang Lin nodded and said: "Yes, Bianliang City is too strong, this Han family Xiongcheng has not had this kind of martial atmosphere for many years, I'm afraid it will not be traced back to the time of Sejong Chai Rong." By placing some stone locks, arrow targets, and stables on the side, this new army must not only train its formation, but also train its strength, and also practice riding and archery.

Over there, there will be another lecture hall, and I will send people to teach these soldiers to read and write. ”

The surrounding fighting men looked at each other, and they still had to study as soldiers?

Yang Lin is full of pride in his heart, different from Yi Di Manhu, what he wants to train is a pure Han family soldier!