In late spring and early summer, the grassland enters its most vibrant season.

Not too cold, not too hot.

The sun is bright and gentle, and the wind never stops, just like a woman's hand.

The young grass covers the horses' hooves and meets the blue sky in the distance.

The gray and white tents of herdsmen are dotted here and there.

The Gushui River winds down from the Snowy Mountains of Lenglongling like a jade belt, and merges into the Xiutu Ze. It nourishes dozens of tributaries and forms a large grassland in the north of Wuwei.

Herds of wild horses, wild donkeys, and yellow sheep can often be seen passing through.

The Xiongnu lost their military power and split into the Eastern Xiongnu and the Western Xiongnu.

However, in recent years, due to civil strife in the Central Plains, the Qiang, Hu and Huns gradually moved back to Xianbei.

A cavalry squad of a hundred people galloped along the Gushui River.

On the black flag, there is a blood-red word "Yang" written on it, burning like a black and red flame in the wind.

The cavalry on horseback were wearing ferocious armor, and their sharp spears were like the claws of wild beasts. Each of them carried a ring-headed knife on his waist, and his arrogant eyes seemed to be patrolling his own territory.

Suddenly a plump golden rat sprang out from the grass. After running a few steps, it was nailed to the grass by an arrow.

The herdsmen fled into their tents in fear.

Several white-haired herdsmen looked at the cavalry and prostrated on the ground with awe in their eyes.

"General Zhenxi summons the leaders of various tribes to join Guzang. If they don't come, their clans will be exterminated!" a cavalryman at the front roared angrily.

The following riders spoke again in Qiang and Xiongnu dialects.

His gaze swept across everyone like a sword.

No one dared to look at him.

After reciting it, he whizzed away.

A strong man with a wolf's skin on his shoulders looked at the direction of the cavalry going north, with deep worry in his eyes.

Several white-haired old men came over and said, "A wolf came to Guzang City. More than 20,000 men from the Lujie tribe in the east of Helan Mountain were slaughtered. All the living people became slaves. We slaughtered various tribes and couldn't compare." Xianbei people, you must be careful."

"How about we leave Xiutuze and escape into Mobei?"

"Mobei has become the territory of the Xianbei people. There is no place for us. We have observed the Han general Zhenxi. If you follow him, he will respect you. If you disobey, he will not leave any chickens or dogs."

"If we follow him, won't our Tu tribe disappear from now on? I won't accept it."

"If you don't follow him, Tu Gebu will disappear." The eyes of several old Xiongnu men were sad and deep. "Even without this wolf, Tu Gebu will disappear soon. Look around, there are more and more Xianbei people. We The land is getting less and less. I heard that the Qiang and Hu people under his rule are living a good life. If we don't agree, this wolf will lead other hungry wolves to eat our flesh and blood and chew off our bones! "

"I heard that even the bald people in the Loop have surrendered, so what can you do?"

The man's whole body was shaken, and his eyes changed from unwillingness to anger, to sadness, and finally calmed down, "I'm going to Guzang."

The same scene is playing out elsewhere in Wuwei.

Thirty-one such cavalry were scattered throughout the country.

Led by the garrison commander of the personal guard battalion, he brought with him an envoy of justice, accompanied by hundreds of elites, the most splendid horses, the sharpest spears, the most sophisticated armors, and strong bows and crossbows, even if a thousand people The tribal cavalry could not stop their frontal attack.

Yang Zheng's intention was to show off his power in Hexi and show his strength.

Let those rebellious tribes weigh it.

If considered as Helan Mountain, Xiutuze, and Wuwei County, the jurisdiction is very large.

Nearly a thousand tribes, large and small, live in mountains, deserts, grasslands, and wild valleys.

Tu Gebu is one of the largest ones.

As for other small and medium-sized tribes, there is basically no room for resistance.

As soon as I saw the cavalry, which looked like iron beasts, with the blood-red "Yang" flag flying, I surrendered on the spot.

The news of Lu Jie's massacre spread throughout Wuwei.

In the northwest, the stronger and more iron-blooded you are, the more you can win over the hearts of the tribes.

Of course, not all tribes were willing to surrender.

The people in the northwest are fierce and have their own unruly people.

Several Qiang and Hu tribes gathered together and formed a cavalry of seven to eight hundred people. They were in ragged clothes, thin and short, wielding broken swords, and even the arrowheads were made of bone...

The only thing worthy of praise is their courage.

But this kind of courage cannot make up for the huge gap between the two sides.

The cavalry in Guzang City also lacked courage.

So this kind of confrontation is tantamount to hitting an egg against a stone.

He collapsed in front of a real cavalry, and was trampled to the ground like soft mud, with his flesh and blood flying everywhere.

In the upper reaches of the Huangyang River, black smoke gradually rose, accompanied by bursts of burnt odor rising straight into the sky.

"Those who obey me will live, and those who go against me will perish. If Liangzhou wants to compete with the Central Plains in the future, it must take this step!" Faced with Du Yu's advice, Yang Zheng flatly refused.

If the situation cannot be expanded during the Three Rebellions in Huainan, then it is likely that Sima Zhao will be crushed.

When Sima Zhao takes the emperor to conquer in person, will these tribes listen to him or Sima Zhao?

"Despite this, the Qiang and Hu tribes did not surrender sincerely. Zhuge Kongming captured and manipulated seven times, and Nanzhong will never rebel again." Du Yu indeed pushed Zhuge Liang out.

"There is only one Menghuo in the south, but there are hundreds of Menghuo in Hexi. Today this tribe will surrender, tomorrow other tribes will rebel, and the next day the Hu tribe in the Western Region will move inward. If we do not suppress it with swords and weapons and declare it with authority, then Hexi will not It belongs to the general." Wei Guan retorted.

In fact, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty had already given the answer more than two hundred years ago.

Wuwei, the martial arts and military power of the Han Dynasty!

The name itself is a deterrent.

"If you declare it with power, you should also suppress it with virtue. How can it last long if you threaten it with weapons?" Du Yu had to take a step back.

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Yang Zheng shook his head, "The Qin Emperor decisively killed the six kingdoms and unified the world. Although it was cruel to the people at the time, it ended hundreds of years of melee among the seven kingdoms. The same is true in Hexi. It cuts through the mess with a sharp knife to avoid the chaos. We worked hard and exhausted, but in the end the old soldiers of the division were tired and defeated and died. Now our army will fight quickly and decisively. After clearing out the Qiang and Hu tribes, we can rest assured and cultivate ourselves. We must first be powerful and then be virtuous. All people will be convinced. First be virtuous and then be powerful. All people will be resentful. "

Studying with Lu Zhi these past few years was not in vain.

For Yang Zheng, Confucianism is a technique, the true Tao, which has given him more than 1,700 years of experience.

Du Yu looked at Yang Zheng in surprise, as if he didn't believe these words came from his mouth.

Yang Zheng smiled and said, "It's not that we are benevolent and righteous, but that the Qiang and Hu are not our people now. In the future, when all the tribes join us, we can practice benevolence and righteousness again."

Du Yu nodded helplessly, "The general said so!"

The scholars of this era were somewhat idealistic and righteous, and Du Yu had a tendency to pass away from the left, so he was naturally a defender of Confucianism.

There is nothing wrong with being idealistic and righteous, but one must take time.

Can today's Xiping compare with the Shu Kingdom back then?

The family has a population of millions, no money and food, and many famous ministers and generals.

Yang Zheng is at a critical moment in his rise, and time is tight, so he can only do whatever he can.

Wei Guan smiled and said: "To follow the king's way, you should use hegemony and tactics. Don't stick to one end. If it weren't for the general's iron-blooded methods, the Xianbei, Qiang and Hu soldiers would cause trouble, and it would be the people of Hexi who would suffer."
Chapter completed!