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Chapter 927 Thirty Thousand Households(1/2)

Of course there will be resistance.

No one would really close their eyes and wait to be killed.

But the Han soldiers are very strong.

Zhang Zhen's group of Han soldiers were the imperial bodyguards of King Wu Nian of Han Dynasty. They were frighteningly strong. Especially the general in command was Zhang Zhen.

"Kill!!" Zhang Zhen took the lead, holding a horse spear and mercilessly slashing at all the rebel soldiers he encountered. He killed more than ten people in the blink of an eye. Wherever the Han soldiers passed, blood and corpses covered the ground.

This was like a basin of cold water poured on the heads of the rebels, allowing them to finally recognize who it was and kneel down one after another to beg for mercy.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Zhen did not continue killing. He turned around and glanced at Lu Yanxun. Lu Yanxun nodded and followed Zhang Zhen's order.

The soldiers were driven out of the military camp, and then Qianhu, Baihu and other officers were kidnapped.

Not long after.

On a flat piece of land.

Zhang Zhen was in the north position, facing south, sitting on a small bench. Lu Yanxun stood on his left and Jin Tie stood on his right.

Surrounded by the soldiers of Sushun Wanhu, in front were tied up Qianhu, Baihu and other criminal officers.

Qimin, Dorbo and the leaders of the eastern tribes, surrounded by their respective guards, came to the central position and sat down in two rows on the left and right in front of Zhang Zhen.

Qimin remained calm, while the other tribal leaders were trembling with fear.

Zhang Zhen imagined his uncle's majestic image in his mind, adjusted his expression, raised his head and looked at the tribal leader in front, and said: "My army's loose military discipline makes you laugh."

The other tribal leaders were all trembling and did not speak. Qi Min clasped his fists and said, "Marquis Sushun is joking. Our military discipline is very loose. We dare not laugh at Marquis Sushun."

Zhang Zhen glanced at Qi Min, nodded slightly, and said: "Chi Guihou is indeed an outstanding figure in the East. He can face his own weaknesses."

"Marquis Sushun's words are serious." Qi Min said quickly.

The development of things went beyond his imagination. Hauge's death was like a meteor, catching people off guard. And Zhang Zhen's rise was as violent as a landslide.

Now he has completely given up the idea of ​​competing with Sushun.

Zhang Zhen withdrew his gaze, looked at the tribal leaders again, and said in a deep voice: "What Marquis Chigui said is good. There is a problem with our military discipline."

"My uncle, the King of Han, once said that an army without military discipline, no matter how brave and skillful it is, is just a castle in the air and vulnerable to a single blow."

"Although the Mongols burned, killed, and looted, military discipline has always been good. They followed orders and carried out organized burning, killing, and looting."

"Not to mention the Han soldiers. As long as my uncle gives the order, there will be mountains of swords and blood seas, and the Han soldiers will send troops to attack without hesitation."

"Whoever kills Zhu Changsong will be the leader of the alliance. This is our consensus. Now that I have killed Zhu Changsong, I will be the leader of the alliance. You will not break your promise, right?"

Zhang Zhen's expression gradually became serious, and his image and temperament were completely different from when he was a mediator.

It has its own power.

Lu Yanxun glanced at Zhang Zhen and snickered in his heart. This behavior was so obvious, he was a great imitator.

The tribal leaders lowered their heads one after another to show their submission.

"Start with Wanhu of our Sushun Department." Zhang Zhen nodded with satisfaction, then raised his head and looked at the tied up Qianhu, Xiaoqi and other officers, and ordered: "Military law. Anyone who disobeys military orders will be killed without mercy."

"Slaughter them."

"Yes." Lu Yanxun put his right hand on his hips and his left hand on the handle of the knife at his waist, and shouted yes. He led the Han army up and planned to execute these people on the spot.

"Master Hou, Master Hou, I am your uncle in the capital. Please spare me, please spare me." A member of the Qianhu household shouted with a pale face.

Lu Yanxun looked at this man contemptuously.

Although Zhang Zhen may sometimes be soft-hearted, he also knows that "kindness cannot lead an army." We grew up reading military books and listening to the story of the king leading his troops to fight the Meng Yuan Dynasty.

The Han soldiers did not hesitate, and in full view of Sushun's thousands of soldiers, they killed these thousands of households, hundreds of households, general banners, small banners and other officers.

When all the soldiers saw this, they felt chills all over their bodies. They looked at Zhang Zhen with awe.

These were all nobles, the superior beings in the tribe. They were slaughtered like dogs.

The officers who followed the order and withdrew were even more grateful. If we had also been jealous and greedy for loot, we would have ended up like this.

Barbarians.

Awe of power but not moral.

If it is a Han soldier.

Zhang Zhen would not be so simple and crude.

No.

This kind of thing would not happen with Han soldiers. Han soldiers would not be sent to the battlefield immediately without training. They would be trained by the Ministry of War and have a certain military discipline before being handed over to the generals.

This kind of thing would only happen to Sushun people who rushed into the army in a hurry and did not have any military discipline.

Zhang Zhen was not afraid that his rudeness would provoke a mutiny. Firstly, the king of Han was strong enough; secondly, he was strong enough.

Third, he had Lu Yanxun and other hundreds of Han soldiers beside him as personal soldiers.

The truly talented Jin Tie of the Fourth Sushun Department stood by his side.

The fifth new military merit group will replace the original aristocratic system.

When someone falls, someone will rise to the top. Those who are promoted will definitely be grateful to him.

How to lead an army.

Zhang Zhen has both rich theoretical knowledge and certain practical experience.

After all the criminals were killed, the scene was silent. Zhang Zhen's strong voice sounded.

"Just now I sent people to watch the attacking warriors. Whoever is brave and good at fighting will die on the battlefield. I know it well."

"Currently, the tribe is in a difficult situation. But for the warriors who died in the battle, I will try my best to arrange a compensation package so that their wives and children will not feel cold."

"And promote those who are brave and good at fighting."

"Now I will promote them in front of you."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Zhen, Lu Yanxun and others summarized the information and discussed it. They immediately promoted new Qianhu, Baihu and other officers to lead the army together with the original retained officers.

Ten seats were arranged for thousands of households, old and new, to sit down.

The newly promoted Qianhu, Baihu and other officers were all grateful to Zhang Zhen and full of enthusiasm for the war.

Originally they were just slaves, commoners, or children of the nobility who were not valued.

Now it has skyrocketed.

The old officers were not affected by this purge. However, Zhang Zhen's prestige, coupled with his operational organization, won their support.

For a time, the military discipline in the army was solemn.

Everyone knows the truth.

Military orders cannot be disobeyed.

In the blink of an eye, Sushun Wanhu's combat effectiveness increased visibly.

Immediately, Zhang Zhen distributed the armor, sophisticated weapons, and war horses left by the Meng Yuan people equally to each thousand households.

The armor was first given to those who did not have armor among the newly promoted officers. Then, the officers were given the discretion to give the remaining armor to the brave soldiers.

Regarding the food and other baggage in the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty.

Zhang Zhen was also very generous. According to the different treatment for officers and soldiers, he calmly distributed it to thousands of households in Sushun.

He also fulfilled his promise, used the clan's property, compensated the warriors who died in the battle, and resettled the injured warriors.

The overall appearance of the army has undergone earth-shaking changes.

But it's not over yet.

Zhang Zhen’s goal is not only to subdue thousands of households, but also to the tens of thousands of troops currently in the tribal alliance. His eyes fell on the tribal leaders, and he did not hide his strength. He said in a deep voice: "Everyone, I will let you come over.

, watch me clean up military discipline."

"I'm not asking you to just come and have a look."

"But I want you to learn my methods."

"You are not Han people. The rules of Han soldiers may not be suitable for you."

"So I'll summarize it roughly."

"Those with meritorious service will definitely be promoted."

"The materials captured will definitely be rewarded to the soldiers as appropriate."

"Military orders are like mountains, and soldiers who disobey will definitely be killed."

"Warriors who were injured or died in battle will definitely receive compensation. Even if it is extremely small."

"In this way, even if we don't have enough armor and weapons, the army will have a certain combat effectiveness."

"One day we will get supplies from the King of Han. The warriors of our eastern tribes are not inferior to the tiger and wolf divisions of Meng Yuan."

"Finally, a snake cannot survive without a head."
To be continued...
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