The fourth volume of the sharp blade out of the sheath Shenzhou moves

The two high-ranking governors talked happily all the way, as if the front was a flat river, and the wind and sun were beautiful, but in fact, it was not.

The season has entered the middle of October, and the first snow has fallen in the land of Liaodong.

On the way from Wafangdian to Jinzhou, the wind was cold and the snow was heavy.

In such bad weather, pedestrians are still in a hurry on the thick snow on the official road, shoulder to shoulder, and there is no end in sight.

Many Mongolian Tartars with pigtails of money and rats slowly grew short black hair on their heads at this time, and thick knots connected each of them.

These men, who grew up on horseback, and galloped with eagles, probably had never traveled such a long way, and many of them had blood blisters on their feet.

But there was no way, as captives, they still had to move on.

The iron-armored man on horseback didn't hold a blade, even his hands tied with strips of cloth were rubbed repeatedly in front of him, but he still couldn't feel a little warmth.

"Damn, if it weren't for Qin Du's kindness, Lao Tzu would really want to bury all these people on the spot."

The man scolded and scolded, and suddenly he couldn't get angry, so he took out the horsewhip from his armpit and leaned over to whip it.

Pumping a few nearby Mongol Tartars dodged one after another, and the tribe was destroyed, which could only bring a kind of numbness, so numb that you could hardly feel the pain caused by the whip.

The Liaodong Peninsula, from north to south, was lined with groups of Mongol captives along the road.

The first to reach the south were all strong men, followed by old and weak women and children. Winter migrations, lack of food and clothing, and the roads are littered with corpses that no one cleans up.

After a few days, the soldiers who were cut off in the back would organize people to collect the corpses of the Mongolian Tartars on the official road, and dig a soil pit for simple burial, so as not to have rotting corpses along the road in the spring of the next year.

The errand of escorting the captives was too troublesome, and it was even more arduous in the snow and ice.

The Han people are not evil, nor are they really that kind.

When the Han and Tang dynasties were strong, outside the Yumen Pass, countless Han knights fought horses and went out of the customs.

The desert and grassland, the Gobi and poplar forests, the cattle and sheep brought back are everywhere, and what is left outside is also a cold corpse.

The soldiers of the Dingnan Army, who had just become an army, under the influence of Qin Haoming, had already stimulated the blood in their bodies, especially after understanding the word alien.

Long-distance migration in the cold of winter actually has a screening effect. After all, the old and weak will not be able to complete this long journey without food and clothing, and most of the people who can survive are young people who are in good health.

Does the Dingnan Army have anything to eat, of course there is!

But it was for the officers and soldiers of the Dingnan Army, and Qin Haoming would not consider the prisoners.

Most of the soldiers at the intersection shook their heads and shook their heads with the horses.

Escorted all the way, these soldiers already knew how to make themselves less cold, and most of them shrunk their bodies and wrapped their hands and necks tightly.

Hearing a few fast horses galloping forward, knowing that Zhang Yun was about to arrive at the intersection, these men all shook their spirits, and the piercing spears were pinched in their hands, and they shouted loudly.

drove the Mongol captives blocking the intersection back and forth, just to make way for General Zhang, who came over immediately.

"Your Excellency is here, hurry up!" The scouts who came out of the army rushed back and forth, shouting incessantly, thinking that they could not let their own adults wait here.

The escorted soldier was even more anxious, the horsewhip was no longer enough, and the spear in his hand hit directly into the crowd.

After the crowded official road intersection was finally cleared, the iron armor everywhere was still flying back and forth, shouting wildly: "Kneel, kneel!" ”

Not all Mongol captives could be amused in Chinese, but the blow of a spear was an obvious substitute for words, letting them know what was the right thing to do. After all the captives knelt on the ground, these soldiers all descended from their horses and quietly waited for the arrival of Zhang Yun not far away.

Seeing the party members all over the ground, and seeing the soldiers who saw each other on one knee left and right, Zheng Zhi waved his hand to signal everyone to get up.

"After entering the camp, immediately notify the navy and ask Shen Shouchong to gather all the big ships on the dock, and the big ships are not allowed to leave again when they come back, and all of them will be sent to Jeju Island."

Zhang Yun opened his mouth and commanded.

He is solving the problem of the resettlement of these prisoners, fifty or sixty thousand people, not too much, no less, not too little, Jinzhou City obviously can't be settled.

Originally, the island in the sea was a place that my brother had long thought of relocating, but he had not prepared for it.

There are also large islands in the Bohai Sea, such as Juehua Island, but they are too close to the front line, and it should be said that they are too close to Jiannu and are not safe.

If Kennu crosses the narrow strait, he will be able to land.

And Jeju Island is big enough and far enough that millions of people live there, and far enough away that there is no way to build a slave.

Moreover, there are not many indigenous people on the island, and there is no shortage of grass and trees, so it is best to house these Mongol prisoners.

Although Jeju Island was nominally subordinate to North Korea at this time, Zhang Yun never thought about this problem at all.

Most of these captives were placed on the island, and it was a good way to select the beautiful young ones among them to reward the meritorious soldiers.

As for the captured Mongol soldiers, it was natural that they should be strictly controlled.

After staying for a long time, tempering their wildness a little, and having soldiers who are willing to serve the Ming Dynasty, the Dingnan Army is also needed.

After all, the battle with Jiannu will be indispensable in the future, and it's time to need some cannon fodder.

After Zhang Yun finished speaking, he glanced left and right a few times, and then went forward again.

He is not from a military background, there are many things to learn, and he will be in charge of an army alone in the future, and Qin Haoming also took the opportunity to polish him.

At this time, Qin Haoming, who acted as the shopkeeper, had already arrived in Jinzhou.

However, he was not idle.

The broken walls needed to be repaired, the ruined fortifications were restored, and the cottages on the outskirts of the Golden State were re-fortified.

Especially under the guidance of Qin Haoming, Yan Yingyuan led the craftsman battalion and commanded the people of Jinzhou, and used the streets that crisscrossed the east, west, north and south to divide the two inner cities in the north and south of Jinzhou into neat modules and build houses with the same style.

It is easy to build, loose and comfortable, which is convenient for organizing defense and resisting evacuation.

This is Qin Haoming's heart for the people of Liaodong before leaving.

When making these arrangements, Qin Haoming not only did not avoid the Jiliao generals, but on the contrary, he deliberately pointed his fingers at them.

And let the craftsman battalion draw a sketch and bring it back to Hong Chengchou, so that he could draw the scoop and arrange the Guanning defense line.

This move made Hong Chengchou think that this was some signal from Qin Haoming.

He felt that there were some things that had to be done before Qin Haoming left, and the two of them had to sit down and talk about it seriously.