Recruiting and transporting people to farm the border and enter the valley, with a thousand hu of faraway counties and two thousand hu of nearby counties. Five major officials were appointed. Those who do not want to have a title should make the food double the price in the inner county.——"Qianfu Lun"

The military farm system implemented based on the strategy of immigration and land reclamation was a Ming Dynasty in Emperor Wu's reign. In the second year of Yuanshuo (127 BC), the court established Shuofang and Wuyuan counties, and recruited 100,000 households from the border. From the beginning, the proportion of Han people in the two areas increased significantly, and the two counties firmly fell under the rule of the Han Dynasty. These achievements in expanding territory were followed by many rulers of all dynasties.

The core of this strategy is to suppress the powerful, stabilize the household registration, and stabilize the frontiers. Therefore, despite the changes over hundreds of years, the powerful families in the Shuofang and Wuyuan counties on both sides of Bingzhou were actually a contest between small shrimps and whales compared to the Central Prefecture of the Han Dynasty.

"Report to the generals, Jiuyuan, Wuyuan, Yiyang, Chengyi, Wudu, Manbo, Heyin, Linwo and other Wuyuan eight counties, all of which have been passed on and decided." A big and round-armed soldier, with a happy face, reported to Gao Shun with a spit.

"The nine counties of Wuyuan County, Xi'anyang County has not surrendered?" Gao Shun pondered.

"It is reported that the county magistrate of Yang County in Xi'an was intended to open the city gate and surrender. Unexpectedly, the county magistrate in the city commander Zhao Hui led 2,000 troops, captured the county magistrate, placing the county magistrate on the city gate, and ordered the city gate to close, trying to fight against our army." As the personal soldier said, he paused and hesitated: He was still clamoring on the top of the city, clamoring...

"What's the matter of shouting? Say!" Gao Shun scolded.

"This person also shouted that the new prefect is an incompetent person, he doesn't understand the nonsense of government and orders, and he also wants to continue the life and death of the people of a county. It's really a laughing!" The personal soldiers swallowed and said.

Gao Shun's black-faced ancient well was Wubo. When his personal soldiers were in his heart, he said: He ordered 800 soldiers to trap the camp, and I want to order the soldiers on the battlefield!

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Outside the Yang City of Xi'an, the west wind is blowing, making the ground full of yellow sand mixed with autumn leaves dance in the wind. Dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongxihu, the sound of drum beats the sky, and it is endless. The dull drum sound is desolate and has a long aftertaste.

"Zhao Hui, go down to the city and die!" The personal soldiers took the initiative and shouted loudly under Gao Shun's chin.

"Is General Zhao's name not what you call me directly, an ignorant stupid man!" A white-faced young general on the top of the city refuted loudly.

"Sister, little white-faced, Turtle's son, your grandfather called that guy Zhao Hui! Who are you?" The personal soldier armor sarcastically said.

"Listen, I am under General Zhao's tent... Centurion Zhao Yi is! General Zhao Hui is a descendant of a famous family and will surely accomplish great things in the future. In the future, I will also be a member of his command. He looks down on all directions and sweeps invincible!" Zhao Yi said proudly.

Looking at Zhao Yiran, his personal soldiers were stunned, and then his voice rose eight degrees: "Zhao? Prostitute? You sissy, no wonder you have such a white face and look so empty! When you become a heavy general, the corner in the prostitute building will wake up laughing in your dreams!

"Get off the embarrassing thing!" Zhao Hui snorted coldly. Zhao Yi's face turned red, and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in. He didn't think so before, but now he suddenly felt that his parents gave him this name, wasn't it too heartbreaking!

"Gao Shun, are you so rude? It seems that you, the chief general, are just a vulgar person!" Zhao Hui shouted coldly.

"Everyone can punish him!" "Under the nine springs, the ancestors and ancestors came out of their graves to curse him." "My personal soldiers scolded Shang Qing!" Gao Shun said slowly.

"You are a sage, and your ancestors have never had a great reputation in eight generations. How dare you insult my ancestors? Do you know who my ancestors are?" Zhao Huiang stood upright, standing like an ancient pine, with a glorious ray of glory on his face.

"Where are your ancestors?" Gao Shun asked. Zhao Hui was so energetic: Listen, I am a famous general of Zhao State in the past, and after Zhao She, the Ma Fujun, who was personally named by King Wuling of Zhao, in the past, I fought with him. His ancestor Zhao She was ordered to defeat hundreds of thousands of Qin army...

Zhao Hui talked endlessly, and spoke in a lingering manner, almost telling the achievements of his ancestors in a deep thought, and was about to gain Gao Shun's awe-inspiring gaze.

But he was interrupted directly by Gao Shun: What does it have to do with you?

"Rareless, I am the one who is the one who is the king of Zhao She!" Zhao Hui was furious.

"What do you have to do with you? The achievements of our ancestors are all attributed to our ancestors! If Ma Fujun is here, Shun respects himself three points, but you are only a child from another generation, how can you dare to be arrogant?" Gao Shun sneered. "Besides, your ancestors are not just Ma Fujun. Zhao Tian, ​​who was in the Battle of Changping, is the same!"

"Zhao Tian, ​​he has been expelled from his clan!" Zhao Hui smiled disdainfully.

"Just just deceive yourself!" Gao Shun said with a smile.

Zhao Hui was wearing a red official robe and a gloomy face. He looked at Gao Shun, just like looking at him as a hater who killed his father.

"You underestimate Yu so much, can you dare to fight fairly?" Zhao Hui shouted.

"Why am I afraid of a fight?" Gao Shun said in a deep voice.

"Okay, I've heard of the name of the trap camp, but today my iron-blooded Zhao army will break the trap camp and let the world see what is the strong army in the world!" Zhao Hui finished speaking and shouted: Open the city gates and the entire army will be in the enemy camp!

The gate of Xi'an Yang City was opened. A series of army troops with neat appearances and a strong and powerful look came out one after another.

There were a total of two thousand troops. For the narrow people in Xi'an Yang City, almost all the people were soldiered and forced to recruit people. Among them, there were many children and elderly soldiers. There were no plans to leave any seeds for future generations.

"Subsist the orders of the camp!" Gao Shun's eyes turned cold. On the battlefield, there were only enemies and us. No matter how many baby soldiers there were in the enemy's army and how many elderly soldiers there were, in his eyes, it was just a matter of life and death.

"Wait, if my iron-blooded Zhao army wins, you need to agree to me with one condition!" Zhao Hui's eyes flashed.

"Okay!" Gao Shun responded directly. The ambition to be trapped in the battle is to die without life! If he is defeated, everything will have no meaning, but how can he be defeated?

The two armies faced each other, and eight hundred men who were trapped in the battle were as quiet as the god of death. Two thousand Zhao Hui's iron-blooded Zhao army bragged about were as restless as a fierce horse.

Eight hundred men who were trapped in the formation collided with nearly three times the Zhao army, like a torrent of iron armor.

A military song vaguely resounded in my heart: the spear in my hand, the sword shone brightly, look at my brother, and strode towards the smoke of war!!!

"Kill!" One camp ignored the blade that was slashing on the scale armor, and with his right hand, he cut across the sword, cutting a enemy's Adam's apple directly.

Another soldier in the camp was good at using the hook tweezers on his left hand, skillfully blocking the corner of the hook tweezers' shield, and then swept it with the momentum. Several blood holes suddenly appeared on the neck of the enemy's opponent, and he died tragically on the spot.

Zhao Hui was watching the formation behind him. Seeing that the war began, his army was in anxiety and suddenly changed the formation quickly. However, as it changed the formation, Gao Shun also changed the formation and suppressed Zhao Hui's army tightly.

Zhao Hui was very anxious, why didn’t the script follow his ideas? When he came out of the mountain, he should have sneaked into the abyss, and the wise ruler met him!
Chapter completed!