Outside the city of Kulun, there was a black oppressive crowd everywhere, tens of thousands of herdsmen heard that a group of great lamas had died tragically, all took the initiative to gather over, demanding revenge for these people, in just a few days, more than 30,000 people gathered, in order to cope with the crowd, Feng Jun had to personally demarcate a special camp, for these devout believers to use.

"The fire penetrates the waves and does not count the spring, and the roots are like the head and the face are dry like the body. Occasionally, if you are a wooden monk, there will be infinite people who seek blessings. Yang Yuting looked at the endless crowd outside the city, and couldn't help but sigh: "The Han people have always been respectful of gods and ghosts, but these Mongolians in front of them are extremely convinced of Lamaism, if it is not handled well, it is indeed a big trouble!" ”

Zhang Tinglan also nodded: "That's right, the so-called religious belief is a false thing, since the Spring and Autumn and even earlier, the Chinese abandoned their belief in gods and turned to morality, and it is this transformation that has determined that there has never been a religious war in Chinese history, and it has also determined that the Chinese nation can maintain prosperity for a long time." In the future, the governance of Mongolia should also dilute religion and develop culture and education, so that Mongolia can truly integrate with the Central Plains. ”

"Humble words, although it is said to be diluted, but now we have to summon the spirits of these great lamas, otherwise we will not be able to clean up the hearts of such herdsmen!"

Zhang Tinglan also smiled: "It's just an expedient measure, I have to play some villain tricks." ”

As he spoke, Saihan ran over and said respectfully: "Commander, almost all the herdsmen near Kulen have arrived, and everyone is eager to kill the Russian army and avenge the dead masters. ”

"No problem, Chief of Staff Yang, you go and prepare now, take all the 4,700 captured captives to the open space outside the city, and shoot them all in front of the herdsmen."

"Yes. I'll arrange it now. Yang Yuting turned to leave.

Zhang Tinglan looked at Saihan and said with a smile: "Mr. Speaker, I want to hear the next step, your views on how to govern Mongolia, I don't know if you have any tricks?" ”

"Lan Shuai, the lama clique is insatiable and demagoguery, and what they want to do is to build a theocratic state. Now almost all of the leaders are dead, but they still have the theory of reincarnation, according to the rules. Still looking for the spirit children, I fear they still have a chance to make a comeback. ”

"You're right, but if you want to make a comeback, it will take at least twenty or thirty years, and you can't have a bunch of milk dolls. Let's make a mess in the world! During this time, the government will carry out thorough reforms. Create a new Mongolia. I wonder if the Speaker is willing to support it? ”

When Saihan heard this, he fell to his knees and kowtowed to Zhang Tinglan repeatedly, and there were blood marks on his head.

"Marshal, the humble position has long decided to follow the Feng army, what is your allocation. I'm absolutely obedient, not a word! ”

"Good!" Zhang Tinglan said with a smile: "Speaker, I am going to prepare for the establishment of a Outer Mongolia Development Corporation, mainly to develop various mining resources in Outer Mongolia. According to estimates, there will be at least tens of millions of income a year. Thirty percent of them are reserved for the princes and nobles of Outer Mongolia, and this distribution power will be handed over to you, which must be fair and reasonable, and only the princes who are truly loyal to the government can get it, do you understand? ”

When Saihan heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, if he has an income of tens of millions a year, thirty percent is almost 10 million, which is an out-and-out huge amount of money. Even in the former Qing Dynasty, the Manchu Qing gave the Mongol princes only one million a year at most, and only a few hundred thousand at a time, and they still had to pay tribute.

Now Zhang Tinglan threw out such a big pie as soon as he made a move, which is really too generous, and after holding the distribution power, he is the well-deserved leader of all princes, money and power are the threshold that almost everyone has stepped on, and the same is true for Saihan.

"Dashuai, from now on, he will die to the ground, go up the sword mountain and go down to the sea of fire, and he will never give up!"

"It doesn't have to be like this, you listen to me first." Zhang Tinglan said: "Interests always need to be exchanged, I hope that from now on, you can give up all the pastures, give up the control of the herdsmen, and let them become free laborers." ”

"This ......" Hearing Zhang Tinglan's words, Saihan's brain couldn't help but soak in a layer of sweat, pies are never delicious, all pastures must be handed over, and their control over the tribe has disappeared, which is tantamount to destroying their foundation of controlling Mongolia.

On the one hand, there is a huge interest attraction, and on the other hand, there is a traditional privilege, this is the most difficult choice, Saihan's brain is turning rapidly, constantly weighing. Just when he couldn't think of why, he suddenly saw a faint smile on Zhang Tinglan's face, and his mind suddenly cleared up.

He doesn't have the right to choose at all, since the big marshal in front of him has put forward an opinion, it means that he must abide by it, otherwise he may follow in the footsteps of those lamas and Gongsang and others, and he can't forget it at any time, this guy is a demon king who kills people without blinking, and against him, there is absolutely no good end!

"Everything is done according to what the marshal said, and I dare not have any opinions."

"Haha, it's easy to talk to smart people, and the development of Outer Mongolia's resources will inevitably bring huge benefits. You can also set up an investment company, in Mongolia, and even in the Northeast, I can provide convenience, and you can also send a professional team to assist, you just need to enjoy the profits, life is definitely a hundred times more comfortable than now. ”

"Thank you Marshal, I will do my best to be loyal to Marshal. It's just that there is another question, the biggest landlords in Outer Mongolia are not us, but those monasteries and lamas, what should they do with their pastures? ”

"Naturally, all of them are taken back, the six roots of the monks are pure, and the four major ones are empty, what do you need money for!" Zhang Tinglan said coldly: "In this world, there are too many people who refer to the Buddha to wear clothes, and there are too many people who eat with the Buddha, if the Buddha knows, he will be angry, and the government is taken back by the ranch and redistributed to the herdsmen, which is to eliminate their sins." ”

When Saihan heard this, he also understood Zhang Tinglan's plan, which was to completely subvert the tradition of Outer Mongolia for many years and carry out a complete reshuffle!

Although the biggest resistance to the great lamas has almost died, but the resistance is still very amazing, if you want to carry it out, I don't know how many people will lose their heads! However, Saihan thought about it, anyway, it has nothing to do with him, with the shares of the development company, he is the richest person in Outer Mongolia, and as for the life or death of other people, there is no need to worry about it!

Zhang Tinglan briefly explained a few words to Saihan, then turned around and walked down the city wall, accompanied by others, to the outside of the city. At this time, preparations were made for a massacre outside the city, and more than 4,000 Russian prisoners of war were escorted out and lined up in a dense line, surrounded by heavily armed soldiers, waiting for the battle.

When the herdsmen saw these Russians, they shouted frantically, some of them jumped directly in anger, scuffled and bitten, smeared them with cow dung and horse dung, and some simply took out their daggers and wanted to stab them to death.

Seeing these crazy herdsmen, Zhang Tinglan's heart was also cold, although he said that religious beliefs were false, but human beings are not rational at all times. Fortunately, the charge of killing the Great Lama was put on the Russians, otherwise once they knew what Feng Jun had done, I was afraid that Outer Mongolia would be completely chaotic.

Of course, the Feng army has excellent equipment, hundreds of thousands of soldiers, and will not be afraid of these herdsmen making trouble. However, it is inevitable that there will be a river of blood flowing on a killing spree, and it will cause permanent scars, and it will not even heal.

Some people may think that they can kill it so that there will be no trouble, just like the Americans do with the Indians, but this is just wishful thinking, killing all one tribe, there will be other races, you can't slaughter everyone cleanly, there is always a limit to killing, once the national strength declines, unable to maintain a strong position, the cumulative evil consequences will explode, and how many empires in history have collapsed like this.

Among all the ancient countries, only China can survive, and China's statecraft is inseparable, the Celestial Empire has never done the kind of tasteless things of Hulu, if you want to equal the frontier, the key is to clean up people's hearts and mutual benefit.

Zhang Tinglan looked at these herdsmen, and at the same time, he kept outlining the strategy of governing Outer Mongolia in his heart, and he rode to the center of the crowd, and the sound on the field gradually subsided.

"Brothers of the herdsmen of Outer Mongolia, you must have all been resentful when you come here, and I am the same as you. The Russians invaded the land of China, they are the enemies of life and death, execute these Russian soldiers, avenge the dead, and deter all parties, whoever wants to invade the land of China will leave his life! ”

After Zhang Tinglan finished speaking, the soldiers of the Feng army escorted out rows of Russians, one hundred people in each row, standing in the open space in unison, and the soldiers of the Feng army behind them shot calmly, and a human wall fell down in an instant, and then it was replaced by a second row.

Every time the shooting was fired, the herdsmen present were so excited that they couldn't help but let out bursts of cheers, and some even fell to their knees, praying and reciting scriptures.

The whole execution lasted for more than an hour, the corpses of the Russians piled up, and the stench of blood shrouded the outside of the city of Kulen, which lasted for a long time and stimulated people's nerves. Obviously, at this moment, the estrangement between them and the Han army has also disappeared a lot, they can help themselves to avenge their hatred, they are not enemies, the real enemy is these hateful Russians, this thought has quietly entered the heart of every herdsman.

"Brothers, revenge has been avenged, but life has to go on, the weather is getting colder and colder, and soon heavy snow will fall. I would like to ask everyone, do you have warm clothes at home? Is there enough food? Do you have fodder for cattle and sheep? How are you going to spend this winter? ”

Zhang Tinglan's words just hit the hearts of all the herdsmen, they all lowered their heads unconsciously, every winter is a pass, starvation and freezing to death is a common thing, everyone really doesn't know what to do!

"The government has also taken into account everyone's difficulties and is ready to launch a new policy, so that everyone can have their own pastures, have sufficient supplies, have enough food and clothing, have books to read, and go to school!" (To be continued......)