Lu Zhichang armed the remaining new recruits again.
He and Murong Dongsheng took 100,000 cavalry to Huizhou.
Because the logistics base of the Western Regions Alliance is at the foot of Zerobo Mountain.
Of course, it is just the logistics base of the Western Route Army.
Lu Zhichang was drooling when he looked at the more than one million fat sheep seized outside Lanzhou City.
How many more should be on the grassland under Lingbo Mountain?
Chen Lin did not intend to get involved in the final battle.
He reminded.
"Old man, there should be many tribes with the Yellow-headed Uighurs accompanying the army."
"I'm afraid they're grazing on the west bank of the Yellow River!"
"You must make up your mind to kill them all this time."
Lu Zhichang was shocked.
"Boy, do something against ordinary herders? That's too much?"
Chen Lin sneered.
"Do you know how to eliminate evil?"
"The herdsmen were killed in that area."
"Isn't it all the territory of the Western Army?"
"Will you build a city at the foot of Lingbo Mountain?"
"I have given you the method of firing cement."
"Doesn't the millions of Han people on the Loess Plateau need space for survival?"
"There is no kindness among races."
In front of a group of Western troops.
Chen Lin gave them some information about the causes of soil erosion.
The Northwest Plateau has been developed for one or two thousand years and has reached its peak.
Burning the wasteland, heating and cooking, the vegetation and trees were almost cut down.
If this continues, all the humus soil in the outer layer will be lost.
Do you still expect to grow crops?
Is it comfortable for future generations to live in caves?
As long as the army pushes westward, Xihetao will have more plump pastures and cultivated land.
A cement city has been built dozens of miles away. What are the people of the Western Regions using to chew?
"Old man, you have to explain it to your brothers."
"The people of the Western Regions fear power but do not have virtue."
"Is it because they were afraid of killing them once and for all?"
"Or as poor as your ancestors for generations, they have been bullied for hundreds of years?"
"The Western Army should continue to build cities and expand."
"If the people of the Western Regions cannot defeat them, they have to migrate further west."
"The people on the northwest plateau are moving a large number of people to good places, and the trees are moving dead and dead."
"If the plateau mountains and rivers have been restored for decades, will the mountains and rivers beauties?"
"Will you still be poor on Shaanxi Road?"
Murong Dongsheng is now Lu Zhichang's grandson-in-law.
He yearned for authenticity.
"Master, you have to listen to the governor."
"What we see is just before us."
"His focus is the northwest stability in thousands of years."
"The infamy is to be borne by our generation!"
"What's the point of slaughtering hundreds of thousands of people?"
"For the long-term stability of my Central Plains."
"Even if you kill all the Hu people."
"I, Murong Dongsheng, don't feel any guilt at all."
"I won't regret it!"
Chen Lin laughed.
"Then you have to work hard."
"I originally planned to fight the Northwest War and help you occupy Cizhou and Daning Prefecture."
"Because, when your Murong army returns to Anding Mansion, you can't support many cavalry."
"Now."
"How many pastures can be occupied by Xiazhou, Yinzhou, Lingzhou, Ganzhou, Liangzhou, Guazhou, Shazhou, and even Tianshan, Pamirs and the east and west of the Great Qi Dynasty?"
"As long as you have the ability to grab it, don't say you occupy several states."
"So what if you rule the whole way?"
"Kill them all and chase them all. You can migrate the population from Shaanxi Road and Sichuan Road!"
"To settle down, the family will be given hundreds of acres of pasture or dozens of acres of fertile land."
"Are you worried that no one will follow you?"
The generals of the military were shocked by the blueprint drawn by Chen Lin.
Restore the old land of Daqi?
No, no, no, compared to the Great Zhou Dynasty.
This is equivalent to expanding territory for thousands of miles.
If it were just for the Murong Army or the Western Army, it would definitely not be possible.
There is also the rich man Chen Lin behind him!
No soldiers?
Just exchange horses, cattle and sheep for horses, cattle and sheep.
silver?
Well?
If you massacre so many people from the Western Regions, are you still afraid that you will not be able to grab the money?
The Uighur tribes in the Hexi Corridor are very good at doing business and have always been very short of money.
If it were put a few days ago, Chen Lin said this.
Everyone just thought it was him painting big cakes and laughed it off.
But this battle was fought.
Compared with the powerful Liao Tartars, the Western Regions Alliance.
It's just a soft persimmon that's easy to grasp!
Of course, whether it is the Western Army or the Murong Army.
Without strong enough soldiers, they wouldn't dare to think so.
Now, everything is possible.
Murong Dongsheng's eyes were radiant and full of desire.
"We...really won't go back?"
Chen Lin was happy and authentic.
"If you are willing to open up the country for the sake of the country, I, Chen Lin, will definitely help you with all your strength."
"Of course, favors are favors, and transactions are transactions."
"No matter what kind of military armor, we will definitely give you credit at the lowest price?"
"If you encounter a hard bone, I, the Iron Front Army, will not stand by and watch."
"The message is timely, and it will only take a month to go back and forth!"
He is now confident to say this.
The Murong Army and the Western Army will definitely not lack war horses in the future.
When the Iron Front Army comes to help, it only needs to bring enough food, grass and armor, and the personnel.
With more than a hundred large ships, isn’t it easy to pull 70,000 or 80,000 soldiers?
Lu Zhichang and Murong Dongsheng looked at each other and laughed.
"Then kill him to turn things around!"
Chen Lin’s decision.
The herdsmen in Xihetao suffered a catastrophe in just over a dozen days.
They besieged Huizhou, and there were only 50,000 to 60,000 people stationed in Lingbo Mountain.
Where is the opponent of Lu Dachang and Murong Dongsheng's armies?
With a large number of war horses and cattle and sheep, they were escorted back.
The Murong Army and the new recruits of the Yongxing Army who were stationed in Lanzhou all gathered.
The border troops from Yinchuan to Huizhou were also freed.
That section of the west bank of the Yellow River.
Nearly 200,000 cavalrymen were gathered soon.
It is said that Lu Zhichang has begun to recruit new recruits again.
This time, he will expand his army of 100,000, and his cavalry!
He and Murong Dongsheng share half of each other.
The two of them took considerable steps.
In the Great Village left by the people of the Western Regions, there was a blazing fire.
A group of generals of the Iron Front Army roasted a few fat sheep, ate meat and drank wine.
Chen Feng was envious and authentic.
"Governor, if you do this, the Murong army will almost exceed 100,000 people."
"We... aren't it?"
Chen Lin cut off the fat legs with a knife, sizzling oily meat and ate it with relish.
"You guys don't count the population of Shaanxi Road."
"Murrong Army has 100,000 people."
"Old man Lu's Yongxing Army has 250,000."
"Zhe family and Yang family, there are 200,000 yuan in total at present, right?"
"Will they expand?"
"How many dying soldiers are left on Shaanxi Road?"
"Most of the men of appropriate age have joined the army."
"We are so damn bad!"
Chen Yun took a sip of wine and raised his glass and sighed.
"I've calculated it, and the cattle and sheep I sent back to us are all settled."
"Where is the war horse?"
"Except for what we seized in the previous battle, they were not equipped enough!"
"And we ride one man and three horses hard, and two horses lightly."
"Liangzi is leaving soon, and he has to take tens of thousands of war horses away."
The weather is getting colder and colder.
Most of the upper reaches of the Wei River will freeze.