Zhao Rui brought all the officials in the city and people related to the Turkic royal family to the square and handed them over to the common people for trial.
To a certain extent, this is the best screening method. Through the approval of the people, we can select good officials in the city who are passable and let them continue to manage the city.
In Khwarezm, Persia and other places, this method has been tried and tested, and many good officials have been selected. With the cooperation of these people and big business officials, the local people have lived a prosperous life and lived in peace and contentment.
But this place is really disappointing. There is not a single usable thing. The officials and the people are mortal enemies!
In just one day, Dashang's decree spread throughout the Flower City.
The people here increasingly believe that Dashang is a dream country, and young people who were originally extremely resistant to war have signed up to join the army.
The Turks are inherently tall and their fighting methods are very special. If you want to completely eliminate them, you really have to rely on the local people.
Early the next morning, people from all the surrounding villages arrived in Huacheng in great numbers.
When they saw the banner of Dashan hanging on top of the city, they suddenly felt a little dazed.
The flag is very important to a city and cannot be changed at will. Now it has turned into a flag they have never seen before.
The clothes of the soldiers at the gate have also changed, and pedestrians coming and going are wearing new and heavy cotton-padded clothes.
Just when they were wondering, Ziyun rode a horse to the door.
"Old man, my Highness asked me to come here to greet you, come with me!"
The village chief had seen Ziyun and was convinced of her, so he led the villagers behind him into the city.
Zhao Rui sat on the high platform and distributed armor and military pay to the new recruits.
"Who are you?" The village chief stepped forward and asked, "You actually took over Huacheng!"
"How outrageous!" The surrounding soldiers immediately stepped forward and yelled: "This is His Royal Highness King Zhao of Dashang, please don't be rude!"
Zhao Rui asked the soldiers to retreat, helped the village chief onto the high platform, and spread a map on the table.
"The king doesn't know how much pasture land there is outside the city, so he leaves it to the old man!"
The village chief's eyes were filled with dullness. He didn't expect that all the dream-like things yesterday would actually come true.
Looking at the blueprint of land division in front of him and the big business law at hand, the village chief's breathing became rapid.
"Are all the things here really given to us?"
Zhao Rui nodded: "Give it all!"
The villagers present were in disbelief. They never dreamed that they would have so much property in their lifetime.
"What a fairy!"
I don't know who shouted, and all the villagers present knelt down.
Zhao Rui's eyes were full of depression. In the past two days, he had been treated as a god and worshiped on his knees.
In the next few days, the entire Flower City seemed extremely lively.
Strong men from nearby areas came to join the army one after another, causing Zhao Rui's army to soar to 80,000. The surrounding towns and villages were also put on the banner of Dashang.
When Li Fei led the army to arrive here, he was also shocked by the scene in front of him.
She also didn't expect that Zhao Rui would be so fast and conquer such a vast land in just a few days.
Blue City, the residence of the Grand Duke of Fianding.
"What's going on? Why did King Zhao of Dashang appear in Huacheng and occupy my pasture? Didn't it mean that my Turkic army had invaded the hinterland of Dashang and killed their army to pieces?"
Fei Ding'an threw everything on the table that could be thrown, and even the servants serving around him were injured and fell to the ground.