Everyone in the chamber has been operating locally for more than a decade, and although they are not well-known, they have a huge amount of influence.

If it weren't for Wang Teng's brilliant achievements and the official position of inspection, where would these tun chiefs have the patience to listen to the lesson?

Wang Teng knew that his foundation in Guangling was still shallow, so he had already made a decision: "Ladies and gentlemen, the prefect has issued an order for martial law in the prefecture and county, that is to say, no one is allowed to leave the country without permission, and those who violate the order will be beheaded!" ”

This is a cliché, every year the government has this requirement, as for whether someone will implement it is another matter, everyone lazily agreed.

Wang Teng narrowed his eyes and said: "Except for Dongjiatun and Liujiazhuang, the rest of the Tunbao will immediately move into Dabao and Dacheng, and there must be no mistake!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the various tun chiefs immediately discussed.

There are 18 large and small tun forts in Guangling County, and there are 100 families in each fort, if you really move immediately, it means that there are more than 10,000 people who have migrated greatly.

A good thing, a great thing!

In the past years of Tartar raids, large tunbao still had the power to protect themselves, but most of the small tunbao would suffer.

It is said that seventy percent of the goods plundered by the Tartars each year came from the small forts of Xiaotun.

Now, Wang Teng ordered the relocation of the people in Tunpu, and it was in the middle of each Tun's heart.

Although it takes a lot of time to relocate, it is much better than losing your life and making your family a slave.

The lessons of blood and tears in the past show that the Tartars are fierce, and only by resisting in a group can they have the possibility of survival.

Thinking of this, the chiefs cheered up and agreed: "My lord is wise! ”

Wang Teng was noncommittal, "Remember, not a grain of grain can be left."

"Don't worry, my lord, this time I will let the Tartars get nothing"

"The wells should also be filled, and when the Tartars retreat, the government will pay for the digging of another well"

In the drought years, wells were almost the lifeblood of the border people.

Now that Wang Teng ordered the well to be filled, everyone was a little reluctant, "My lord, this well is not easy to come by, isn't it a pity to fill it?" ”

"Yes, my lord, can you be accommodating?"

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In the end, Yi Ying couldn't stand it, and shouted loudly: "It's all for Lao Tzu, it's just a few wells, look at your unproductive appearance, the king inspection has already been promised, and another well will be dug for you after the war, what are you afraid of?" Do you really want the Tartars to drink your water, and then come and kill your people? ”

The crowd did not dare to say anything.

Wang Teng snorted coldly and said: "The Tartars have passed Datong, and it will be here in a few days, you must hurry up, don't make mistakes!" ”

Everyone promised again and again, but although the strategy was set, how to implement it?

For the migration of more than 10,000 people, there must be a charter, otherwise, the people will rush in in a mess, and most of them will make chaos.

Fortunately, Wang Teng had already prepared, only to see him take out the Guangling map, point to the two big forts of Dongjiabao and Liujiazhuang, and said: "But all my Guangling people can enter the fort nearby, and no one can stop them."

It was originally a good thing that there were more people, but after such a simple promise, the castle owner of Dongjiabao always felt a little unhappy.

"My lord, it is a good thing to have a strong wall, but the Tartars are not good at stubble, if all the people hide in the castle, will the Tartars be angry when they have nothing to gain? When the time comes, Dongjiabao is afraid that he will not be able to hold on."

Wang Teng seemed to smile, "Does the castle lord mean that the people of the small castle deserve to die?" ”

"This ...... Where do you say this, I have no such intention, absolutely no such intention", Lord Dong Bao hurriedly denied.

Although Dong Jiabao is strong, he does not dare to offend everyone by risking the disapproval of the world.

"And what do you mean?"

Seeing that the lord of Dong Fort was being questioned, the owner of Liujiazhuang hurriedly helped: "My lord, it is my duty to accept the people into the fort to avoid me, but the meaning of the lord of Dong Fort is to ask for some ordnance, the enemy is at present, only relying on the original bit of ordnance, I am afraid that it will be difficult to deal with the enemy."

Wang Teng snorted coldly: "In extraordinary times, you should do extraordinary things, there is not enough ordnance, and the county can borrow some, but if someone dares to disobey the yang and the yin, and the snake is false, don't blame me for the killer!" ”

Lord Dong Bao blushed, but he didn't dare to say more.

It is rumored that Dingjiazhuang was single-handedly exterminated by Wang Teng, although Dongjiabao is strong, but it does not have the strength of Dingjiazhuang, if it really angers Wang Teng, I am not sure what tricks the other party will make.

Thinking of his family, Lord Dong Bao laughed dryly, "My lord, what Master Liu Zhuang said is very true, the villain just wants to borrow some weapons, and he feels that he has no other intentions, no other intentions!" ”

At the moment of the great enemy, Wang Teng did not want to cause trouble, he said with a straight face: "This migration, you must control your own people, do not cause trouble, if someone is a traitor, this official will not be spared." "Rest assured, my lord, we are all good people, and we will follow the law and keep to ourselves."

Wang Teng bowed slightly, and his tone slowed down, "This migration is presided over by the Song Sect, if you encounter difficulties, you can go to him."

Song Jiao was a civil official from the eighth grade, and his rank was higher than Wang Teng, but the civil official was not good at martial arts, and after Wang Teng discussed with Yi Ying, he felt that it was more appropriate to leave the matter of migration to him.

After all, Song's teachings are quite well-known in the local area, and it can be regarded as a good use of people to put him in charge of immigration.

After a brief discussion, the crowd dispersed in a hurry.

The Tartars are coming, and it is a serious matter to move the population and goods as soon as possible.

Who would have thought that as soon as he left the conference hall, an old man in good spirits was waiting at the door.

"Slow down, everybody"

"Song Sect Command!"

The person who came was the largest civil official in Guangling County, Song Yan.

At the beginning, when Wang Teng handed over the errand of immigration to Song Yan, the other party did not buy it, but later Wang Teng used his tongue to make three inches of indestructible, and Song Yan reluctantly agreed.

"The old man has a migration strategy here, come with me to have a look!"

As soon as the words fell, Song Yan left with his hands in his hands.

More than a dozen tun chiefs looked at each other, but they didn't dare to disobey.

From August 9 to August 14, a vigorous migration began in Guangling County.

People, livestock, and supplies were gathered in the big fort one by one, and Wang Teng's Dinghe Fort took in 200 households.

The Great War is coming, and the more people in the fort, the stronger the combat power.

The border people are fierce, and when it comes to a critical moment, everyone can go into battle to fight.

During this period, in order to deter Xiaoxiao, Wang Teng and Yi Ying dispatched 50 people to be responsible for monitoring.

At the beginning, some people did take advantage of the fire to rob and plot against each other, but when Wang Teng decisively executed the culprit, the green-skinned scoundrels stopped.

Although money and goods are important, they must also be spent!

A good effect was indeed achieved by killing chickens and monkeys, and since then, the villagers have been guided by An'an, and no one dares to talk nonsense and do not obey the command.

After another three days, the migration finally came to an end.

Under the watchful eye of the officers and soldiers of the Inspection Division, the villagers filled in all the wells and took away all the grain, leaving only the empty fort.

The Tartars crossed the border, and most of the Tunpu were not spared.

However, as long as the people still exist, even if the tunbao is destroyed, it can be rebuilt.