Chapter 316: Disappearing
Du pre-took advantage of the presence of Lu Zhi and Wei Qian to present a long-planned map of the defense area.
It is roughly the source of the gate in the north, the West Sea in the west, the river meanders in the south, and the Jincheng in the east.
The biggest change is that the Fuluo River and the Dafei River are classified as river meanders.
More reasonable than before.
In this way, the northern control was increased.
In fact, the area under Yang Zheng's current control is very large, but the land is vast and sparsely populated, so he cannot give full play to the advantages of the region.
But the strategic depth is very large.
The establishment of Qilian and Pingqiang Erzhichong Mansion pulled Yang Zheng's forces to Qilian Mountain, and it was imperative to control the north.
After thinking about it for a long time, Yang Zheng decided to take Jiang Faye as the northern ruler.
First, Jiang Faye and himself are friends in trouble, even if they have been neglected for more than two years, they have never betrayed, and they have always been loyal, much stronger than their other father-in-law, Peng Hu.
Second, he is his nominal father-in-law, which can be regarded as a marriage.
Third, Yang Zheng has the largest proportion of Qiang people, and he needs to set a benchmark to set an example for other Qiang people.
All the conditions were gathered together, and Jiang Faye became the most suitable candidate.
Jiang Faye's ability is poor, not as good as Zhang Te, Yin Chun, Du Pre, etc., but his loyalty is doubtful.
What could be more important than faithfulness in these days?
At this point, Yang Zheng's four major defense areas were completed, the east of Jincheng Zhiyunwu, the main defense, the south of Hequ Zhipo Yancheng, thinking that the forward forward, the west of the West Sea to govern the sea of Xicheng, firmly control the West Sea grassland, to prevent the Western Regions Hu to go south, the north of the gate source to govern Qilian, control the Great Dou Tu Valley, and watch the four counties in the north of the Qilian Mountains.
On the day of his appointment, all the officers above the rank of commander in the army arrived.
In front of Xiping Zhuwenwu, Jiang Faye half-knelt in front of Yang Zheng.
Yang Zheng personally awarded the best cold-forged armor, refined Han sword, banner, and tiger talisman.
Everything needs a sense of ritual.
With a sense of ritual, there will be a sense of sacredness.
The current Xiping is no longer a grass platform team, and everything that should be there should be, even if it is simple and simple.
"From this day onwards, everything in the north will be settled!" Yang Zheng said solemnly.
"The field will live up to the general's trust today!"
"Revive Huaxia and restore my Shenzhou!"
"Revive Huaxia and restore my Shenzhou!" Jiang Faye's lips trembled with excitement.
From this moment on, it also means that he has truly entered the inner circle of Xiping, and his identity and status have been recognized.
"Revive Huaxia and restore my Shenzhou!" The officers roared too.
The roar was fierce and the blood was surging.
Throughout the ages, everything needed a clear goal.
What could be more cohesive than these eight words?
Especially recently, Wei Zhu's art troupe has grown rapidly, penetrating into various armies, and telling small stories one by one, so that the Qianghu people know what benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom, faith, loyalty, bravery, filial piety, and frugality are.
Chinese virtues have a long history.
Xiping didn't dare to say that everyone could eat enough, but everyone could eat, not starve to death, not freeze to death, and basically did it.
The old are supported, the young are raised, and the widows and orphans are compensated.
Compared with when Yang Zheng didn't come five years ago, there is a world of difference.
Yang Zheng's prestige also reached its peak because of this.
A few days later, when the spring ploughing was about to begin, the brave warriors selected by each rush rushed to the Western Capital in turn.
There is also a group of newly graduated children from the youth camp.
Gather on the martial arts arena.
There were more than 300 people on each side.
Yang Zheng stood in the middle, looking at these young faces, and felt a lot in his heart.
The hard work pays off.
After so many years of painstaking management, in exchange for the trend of Xiping's thinning.
Yang Zheng had a faint premonition that great changes would come soon, whether to reverse this era or be submerged by this era, in the next year or two.
The Sima family is going to move forward, and after cleaning up Huainan, they will never let Xiping go!
"The hope and future of Xiping are all on your shoulders! Are you willing to fight with a bloody battle? ”
"Wish! Sincere! Sincere! ”
Fu Bing Jian and Qing Ying Erlang raised their fists at the same time.
Yang Zheng stood on the stage, the government soldiers gave the ring head knife, the Qingying gave the Han sword, and the scabbard and scabbard were engraved with the words "Revive China and restore my Shenzhou".
This year, more than 300 Xuanyi Lang are qualified, and Yang Zheng is very happy.
This greatly supplemented the shortage of manpower in Xiping.
It can also strengthen Yang Zheng's control over the local army.
And more than 300 athletes, most of them are from the second generation of Qiang Hu, strong physique, brave and good at fighting, excellent martial arts, in children and teenagers experienced displacement, experienced the devastation of war, after learning the Chinese language, was selected as a player, opened the upward channel, in the next few years, will become the backbone of the army, almost Yang Zheng's natural supporters.
After undergoing a new round of rectification, Xiping has become more energetic and vigorous.
Yang Zheng gave everyone hope that everyone could change their fate, and that they could live their lives as slaves, waiting to return, governing the people, government soldiers, and soldiers.
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Faintly, it seemed that they were looking forward to the day when the outbreak would come more than Yang Zheng.
Xiping is like a tiger, lurking in the northwest wasteland.
Bend down and keep your points, so that when the time comes, you must not fight with your fate.
Yang Zheng turned his head to look at the east.
Some people's fate is predestined.
Xiahou Xuan sat alone in the Ming Hall.
From noon to dusk, and from dusk to night.
Even the man in black on the green tiles on the roof was a little impatient.
And at this moment, the east chamber of Xiahou Mansion suddenly caught fire, at first it was a small flame, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a sky-high fire.
The black-clothed people were shocked, but they were unmoved, this is probably a plan to divert the tiger from the mountain!
And he is not the only one in Xiahou's mansion.
There's no need to leave.
His master has already said that Xiahou Xuan cannot afford to lose!
When he turned his gaze to the Mingtang again, he was suddenly shocked, all the lights in the Mingtang were extinguished!
The man in black didn't care about revealing his identity, jumped off the roof, tore off the black clothes, and turned into a subordinate in Xiahou's mansion.
Shouts rang out in the house, and the guards were mobilized.
No one noticed that this unattractive subordinate crept into the Ming Hall.
Carefully blow the fire fold and light a lamp.
The soft couch, the screen, the table, the tea set, and the incense burner are all there, but the people are gone.
The most important person is gone.
How could a big living person be gone in such a short period of time?
Xiahou Xuan does not know martial arts and has no flexible skills.
The subordinate was in a cold sweat, and his witty whisper called, "Master, master? ”
With a "pop", in the dimness, something was thrown in, and immediately a grease aroma spread.
Then, a fire erupted.
The subordinate was startled and hurriedly withdrew, but unexpectedly, a crossbow arrow passed through the raging flames and came straight to his seal hall.
To be sent to carry out such an important task, the skills are naturally good, and a dodge is dexterously dodged.
He pulled out the ring knife at his waist, and a knife cracked out from the rising flames.
On the other side of the flame there was also a man in black, obviously he didn't expect him to be so fast, and he was caught off guard for a moment, as if the crossbow machine was cut off, and two fingers fell.
The man was also silent.
The two stared at each other.
In an instant, the subordinate stabbed out again, fierce, fast, and the light of the knife was like a match.
The man was taken aback, threw out the half-section of the crossbow in his hand, rolled over, and pounced out of the house.
The next person followed, but as soon as he went out, he saw the crowd coming and going, where was the man in black just now?