"I'm right." Zhang Han praised: "That's it, so now the army we gathered now, except for a few people, will be mobilized to the Daheishui River Fort and the Old Zhongdu line of Jining, Shangyi, to enrich our eastern line. We may not have time to rest and we will attack the Chahar tribe where Lin Danhan is located, and we will push the front line to the Korqin tribe of Nenjiang before the Jurchens arrive, so we have a very tight time and a heavy task."

Everyone winked at each other and then they all understood completely.

No wonder Zhang Han used the unfamous attack of silver bullets, which was really the only way to do this. It can not only reduce the death and injury rate of the soldiers, but also solve the problem of the trapped division and the Ordos division in the shortest time, so that there is no threat behind him.

After destroying these two parts, there were only 2,000 soldiers left, which was completely different from the situation where nearly four regiments were scattered on the front line of the Old Yunzhong Fort and Qingcheng.

Hutchison can transfer more troops to the eastern front and leave only a few people to guard the Hetao area.

There are only two thousand Ma Wu's people in the northwest direction, and less than three thousand people on the grassland, and less than seven thousand soldiers in total maintain the defense line. Even so, it is very safe, because the potential opponents who are not convinced have been defeated or destroyed.

It can be said that a battalion of hunting cavalry can scare Mobei Sanhan to obey. This is not an imagination, but a fact based on past history.

The back was stable and solid, and there was a big battle ahead. Sun Yao and Li Congye looked at each other and found that each other's faces were about to laugh.

Zhang Han snorted and said to Sun Yao: "Don't laugh anymore. The army gathers. All the above commanders are going to the east. Who do you think I will leave behind to adjust the defense of the western front in Qingcheng?"

For a moment, Sun Yao's face was as white as paper, while Li Congye looked at Sun Yao with sympathy.

If it is an ordinary war, the officers of the Staff Department can participate, but if a large number of main forces are gathered in this battle, Zhang Han and a large number of staff officers will be on the front line, and there are a large number of senior generals. Whether the officers will go or not is not the most important thing.

For Sun Yao himself, this is of course an irreparable regret.

"Don't worry." Zhang Han comforted Sun Yao instead: "There is no trick to fight the Mongols. The Chahars are still stubborn and stupid. They have made more than a dozen women to lead the tribe. The reaction is definitely not as good as Huo Luo Chi. I guess it is just to advance, divide, surround, and kill, and there is no need for any decent staff plan."

Everyone nodded, it was true. Compared to Huo Luochi, Lin Danhan was even more stupid and arrogant. His tribe had long been divided into internal parts. Zhang Han didn't even need to use silver bullets, and he could directly see the internal part of the Chahar people.

As for tactics and styles, it should be easier than fighting the Tumots, and at least it will not be as fierce as the battlefield in front of you.

It has to be said that the Tao Army has caused some trouble for the Shang regiment army. The number of deaths of nearly 200 people made the generals feel extremely distressed. Of course, if the Ming Dynasty knew about it, they would definitely scold these generals for being pretentious. The result of the deaths of less than 200 people was the destruction of the entire Tao Army and the Ordos Army. It regained the Hetao region, which was mainly the four counties of the Han and Tang Dynasties, and returned to the hands of the Han family.

Zhang Han, who received this honor, paid only 300,000 taels of silver and less than 200 soldiers who died in battle. If You Shilu or Chen Hongfan were replaced, these two generals of the Ming Dynasty would probably wake up laughing when they fell asleep.

Of course, Zhang Han must have paid more than this. The hard work behind it and the military spending that is comparable to the next year's income are the source of true victory.

"It's better to fight the Donglu quickly." An officer couldn't help but say, "I'm tired of fighting the Beilu. The Beilu, it's too unbearable to fight."

"The opportunity will come soon." Zhang Han looked around with a smile. Buddhist temples are now empty, and the wind is whistling by, blowing the hall door, making a creaking sound, as if announcing the death of a nation.

Yes, the Weila people are strictly just a group of nomadic peoples, and they are not serious Mongolians.

The Khalkha people in the north of the desert subjugated, the Tumote people subjugated, and the Kalaqin people also surrendered. There were also the Chahar people, the Wengniut people, the Bahrain people, Naiman, Aohan, and Korqin, and the tribes in the east were all weak. Most of them surrendered to the Jurchens and lost their independent status. The Chahar people were the target Zhang Han was going to attack. Under the attack of the merchant army, it was only a matter of time before the destruction of the Chahar people.

In terms of blood, the Mongols will continue to pass on their legacy. Zhang Han is not the kind of lunatic who can engage in genocide. Although he had a blood feud with the Mongols for 300 years, the Mongols killed extremely tragically when they destroyed the Song Dynasty. At least 20 million Han people in the north and south were massacred. Then in his colonial history that was less than a hundred years old, the Han people were bullied, and their status was equal to mules and horses. In the confrontation with the Ming Dynasty for more than 200 years, the Mongols were also nightmares for the Han people near the border. Killing and looting were commonplace. Any family near the Jiubian mentioned their family history, there would always be blood and tears in it.

But it is enough to do so now, and those who should be punished will be punished, and the Mongols were also seriously injured. This time, the battle between the Reset Division and Ordos killed at least 10,000 people, and countless injured people.

The captured Dingkou will be taken to various areas controlled by Hutchison to serve labor and move women and children away.

They lost all their pastures and dignity, and suffered heavy casualties. In terms of revenge, although it was not as refreshing as the slaughter of the tribe, in Zhang Han's opinion, it was enough.

After all, the Han people were a civilization inheritance that was mainly tolerant and kind. Perhaps during the reign of the merchants, all foreign tribes were only worthy of being used to sacrifice to heaven. But later, there was still Chengzhou and a sage philosopher who had written down the Spring and Autumn Period. This civilization, "benevolence" had penetrated into everyone's heart and could not be changed.

But being kind is not a bad person. If you should be punished, you will be punished. If you should be punished, you will be punished. If you should be punished, you will be punished. Repay kindness with kindness and repay grievances with direct complaints.

Zhang Han suddenly had a thought, and then he could no longer hold it back.

He said to everyone: "Does anyone want to go to the river and take a look?"

Zhang Han did not wait for anyone to answer. A beautiful picture appeared in his mind. The several-shaped Yellow River rolled in with the Yellow River, and the river water kept rinsing the mud and sand along the coast. In some places were river banks formed by yellow sand and low shrubs, and in some places it was green. On both sides of the river were filled with low forests formed by grass and shrubs.

Since the Zhou Dynasty, this area was a fertile land with a fertile land with three sides of the rushing blocks, one side of the enemy, and one side of the hydrological environment. Before it fell into the hands of the Mongols, it was the four counties. I don’t know how many heroic stories there were.

Even in later generations, this place was called the Northwest Grain Shop, which reached the Ningxia Wei in the west, then passed the Old Fengzhou, then the Old Dongshengwei, and then to the Pinglu Wei in Shanxi. It was surrounded by two thousand miles, and the river was surrounded by three sides. Various tributary water systems nourished this large area of ​​land. However, before Zhang Han, including the extension of the previous set of Tumochuan, it was owned by the Mongols. Old Fengzhou and Dongshengwei were all occupied and abandoned by the Ming Dynasty. The Yellow River flowed through these places, and for thousands of years, it constantly nourished the land here. The Yellow River has been harmed by all kinds of benefits. This eight-word statement has been passed down for thousands of years and fully explained everything.

Now that this place has finally been defeated, all the foreign enemies have been wiped out, Zhang Han's face is calm, but his heart is also extremely excited.

Of course, there is also the old Beiting Protectorate, Anxi, and Nuergandusi...

Zhang Han thought that he might have to work hard for these things in his lifetime, but since he has everything he has now, would he be willing to give up?

Shaking his head and smiling, Zhang Han stepped forward first, and all the generals below followed hurriedly, and the guards followed quickly. Hundreds of cavalry came out of Baichengzi and headed towards the river. At this time, the cavalry team escorting Huo Luochi happened to pass by. The gray-haired old Taiji was tied up and placed on the horse. As long as he had two legs, he was free, even if he was tied like a rice dumpling, the old Mongolian could easily control the horse on the horse. Huo Luochi looked like he was accepting his fate, and his expression was a little leisurely, but when he saw a large number of military officers surrounding a tall Han youth passing by, he could not help but be moved.

"This is your Lord Zhang, right?" The old Mongolian couldn't help asking the soldiers who were escorting him, although he was almost certain.

"Of course it's." The soldiers stared at Zhang Han for a long time. Even in the army, they did not often meet the highest commander. Ordinary soldiers regard Zhang Han as gods. Of course, they would stare at him for a while when they met him.

The soldier used a proud tone to Huoluo Equator: "This is our master, an invincible and invincible general in the world!"

Huo Luochi wanted to refute it very much, and he was also very worried about the words used by the soldier. It was obvious that only those who had read books would say such words. He looked down at the rope on his chest and suddenly kept silent.

But another prisoner said, "Where are you Lord Zhang?"

"Go and see the Yellow River." An officer replied: "Go and see our Yellow River and patrol our Hetao."

...

A little green appears by the river in front of you, that is, where the river water is moist, the green grass will appear faster, and a little green grass tip will emerge from the moist soil early.

At the same time, the willow leaves have no intention of sprouting at all, and the willow branches are still bare.

Not only willow branches, but all kinds of trees have only sparse branches.

The land is mainly yellow, with only a small amount of black.

There are mountains everywhere, and sometimes people across the street can see their faces clearly, but if you want to go there, you have to take a detour of dozens of miles of mountain road.

Few places are flat and full of valleys.

In fact, even if the scenery is beautiful with trees and rivers, it is mostly bare yellow mountains when walking on the plateau in northern Shaanxi.

There is no greenery, and there are barren farmland everywhere. Last year, a large number of people in northern Shaanxi fled to famine, but they are still empty.

Because the weather is still cold, it is not time to return to the hometown to farm.

It is also possible that many people are on the road. After all, many people escaped in Guanzhong or Datong. The journey is long, and it may take two or three months to return to their hometown to farm.

Although the harvest may still be limited after returning and even difficult to fill the stomach, most people will still come back.
Chapter completed!