Chapter 12: Fruitful Fights

Zhou Yang did not let the Han army stop, but instead ordered Mo Dao to dismount, line up in an orderly manner, holding Mo Dao, and under the cover of the cavalry, he advanced towards the Donghu people.

At this time, there were many horses in the field, bowing their heads and eating grass, mainly left behind by the Donghu people who were shouting and yelling to fight the Han army.

Mo Dao's hand came close to him, and the Mo Dao in his hand was raised high and slashed heavily. The grass-fed horses immediately split into several segments, and their intestines and stomachs were flowing all over the ground.

Wherever Mo Daoshi passed, none of these horses were spared, and they were all split into sections. The death was so tragic that the people of Donghu had never heard of or seen.

Whenever the Mo Dao was raised high, the people of Donghu would make a scream, as if the Mo Dao was not slashing on the horse, but on their hearts.

Looking at the hand of Mo Dao holding Mo Dao, the people of Donghu felt that it was not a human, a devil! They were hungry! They came over to eat people. All the people of Donghu who were frightened moved backwards.

The Han army drove the people of Donghu together like ducks, and they were all tied to each other, and then they stopped.

At this moment, if the Han army wanted to kill them, each knife would definitely kill a large area, and it would never kill one. One knife would kill two, three, or even several, which would be absolutely no problem.

Fortunately, the deadly Han army finally stopped, just monitored them and did not kill them, which made the Donghu people secretly relieved.

"Master, are you?" King Donghu asked cautiously, suppressing his fear.

The fat man on Donghu's face was covered with sweat, and his clothes seemed to be soaked in water, and it was wet. The Han army's majesty was far beyond his imagination. He had already been scared and would faint at any time.

Zhou Yang did not answer, but just looked at him coldly.

The King of Donghu only felt that Zhou Yang's look was not a gaze, but a sharp sword, and he couldn't help but feel excited.

Zhou Yang raised his right hand and waved it heavily and said, "Those who follow the heavens will be born, those who go against the heavens will die, those who wish to surrender will put down their weapons!"

"Those who follow the heavens will be born, those who go against the heavens will die, those who wish to surrender will put down their weapons!"

Tens of thousands of Han soldiers roared in unison, as if thousands of thunders were roaring in their ears, shaking the ears of the Donghu people.

When the matter came to this point, the Donghu people dared not say anything. They all responded to the Han army, took off the bow and arrow from their backs, untied the scimitar on their waists, and threw it on the ground.

For a moment, the sound of weapons hitting the ground sounded, and in just a short while, the ground was filled with weapons.

Like the Xiongnu, the Donghu grew up on horseback and was skilled in riding and shooting. Bows and arrows and scimitars were their lovers and their lives, and they never left hands. Now, under the powerful pressure of the Han army, they have to disarm.

"People of Donghu: Listen!" Zhou Yang began to speak, raised his right hand high, and said with a strong clang: "From now on, you are the people of the Han Dynasty!"

At that time, Chinese was equivalent to current English and was a common language. The people of Donghu could fully understand Zhou Yang's words.

"The people of the Han Dynasty?"

The Han Dynasty was rich and generous, and the people of the Han Dynasty lived in peace and prosperity, and lived a good life, which was far beyond the reach of the Donghu people, which made the Donghu people very happy.

But, this is very false and without any benefit, what benefits can they get?

As soon as this thought arose, Zhou Yang explained his suspicion. Zhou Yang said, "There are many slaves among you, and I want to congratulate you. From now on, you are no longer slaves! You are free, you can go wherever you want, no one can control you anymore, no one can beat you or scold you..."

"Long live the great man!"

"Long live the great man!"

Zhou Yang was only halfway through his words, and he interrupted a shocking cheer.

Among these hundreds of thousands of Donghu people, slaves account for the vast majority. They cannot eat enough or wear warm clothes. They beat, scolded and tortured their masters all day long. They are no longer hoping that they can gain the right to be human and become free.

The experience of slaves is very tragic. Not only are they slaves, but their descendants will also be slaves. The ancestors have been slaves for generations. How heartbreaking is this.

Now, the Han Dynasty has given them freedom and made them real people. Not only can they work hard and gain something, but their descendants will also become the masters of their own destiny.

For them, this kindness of the Han Dynasty was greater than the sky, higher than the mountains, and deeper than the sea. Using all the words could not express their excitement.

"Woooooo!"

After cheering, the slaves hugged their heads and cried bitterly, and they were crying with joy. The ancestors have been having the same dream: to be free! However, the ancestors have not realized it for generations, and now that their dreams have come true, they cannot tell them even if they use all the water from all over the world to grind ink.

The slaves of Donghu accounted for the vast majority. As long as they received their support, the Han Dynasty would definitely gain a firm foothold in Donghu. Zhou Yang's order was even more powerful than the 100,000 army.

Although the army was powerful, it could only kill the enemy, but not win the hearts of the people. This decree reaped the hearts of millions of Donghu slaves. With their support, the Han Dynasty would not be able to maintain a foothold in Donghu.

The slave owners were extremely reluctant. Slaves were their wealth, but how could they dare to say that they were not right? The shaky Mo Dao was right in front of them.

"You work for your master, and you have no income and no reward. You can ask your master for commission! If they don't give it to you, the great man will take charge of you!" Zhou Yang's words once again touched the hearts of the slaves.

"Long live the great man!"

"Long live the great man!"

Another earth-shaking cheer sounded, and the slave who had just gained his own freedom cheered and cried with joy.

It is still difficult to live a life of freedom and no property. The Han Dynasty supported them to get commissions, which was to give them wealth. No matter how bad it was, it would be no problem to exchange for some cattle and sheep after being a slave for so many years, right?

With cattle and sheep, there is a way out and no longer has to rely on the slave owner. This is the true freedom.

"Brush!"

The slave knelt all over the ground, kowtowed to Zhou Yang, cheered in unison, and shouted long live the big man.

The slave owners had a long face, but they didn't even dare to give a single fart.

"You are now the people of the Han Dynasty. As long as you abide by the laws of the Han Dynasty, the Han Dynasty will not treat you badly." Zhou Yang's powerful voice sounded again: "We sincerely welcome those who are willing to join the army! We know that the Huns bully you, kill your ancestors, plunder your relatives and friends, rob your property, and abuse your sisters. You have a great hatred with the Huns! The Han Dynasty is willing to work with you to defeat the Huns and avenge them!"

"Avenge revenge!"

"Swear to defeat the Huns!"

A shocking roar sounded, shaking the earth trembled.

The Donghu and the Huns are a feud, and their hatred history is longer than that of the China and the Huns, and it takes less than a thousand years. In the thousands of years of war, the Donghu was sometimes strong and sometimes weak, and attacked and defended each other with the Huns. However, since Maodun defeated the Donghu, the Donghu was in a slump and his strength was greatly reduced. For decades, only by giving the Huns the Huns the Huns, there has never been any Donghu bullying the Huns.

Zhou Yang's words came to the eyes of the people of Donghu. Not only did the slaves cheer, but even the slave owners roared like thunder, and they hated the Huns.

The King of Donghu waved his arms and shouted loudly. Although he was already the king of the devastated country, if he could avenge revenge and wash away the shame, he would feel better and much better!

The roar lasted for a cup of tea before it stopped.

Zhou Yang continued: "You can rest assured that the Han Dynasty will treat everyone equally! In the Han army, there is no background, family, or racial discrimination, only military merits! The Han Dynasty only recognizes military merits! Whether you are a Donghu or a Central Plains, as long as you make contributions, the Han Dynasty will reward you!"

These words completely reassured the people of Donghu. Although they were already citizens of the Han Dynasty, there was still a difference between the ones born by the aunt and the ones born by the young mother. People in the Central Plains were born by the aunt and they were born by the young mother. It is not impossible for the Han Dynasty to discriminate against them, but it is very possible.

"The Han army is mighty!"

"The Han army is mighty!"

Before he joined the army, he yelled the battle number of the Han army, which was actually an anomaly.

The Donghu people were good at riding and shooting, and had a very good foundation. Furthermore, they had a great revenge on life and death with the Huns. If they were used well, they would definitely be a big helper, which would be of great benefit to the Han Dynasty.

To gain land and people is to become stronger. Relying on the mainland to fight alone will become a heavy burden for the Han Dynasty. It would be better to let the people of Donghu serve, so that the Han Dynasty would be stronger.

The people of Donghu enthusiastically signed up and asked to join the army. Zhou Yang sent Zhang Piqian to deal with this matter. He was very familiar with Donghu and was extraordinary, so it was very appropriate for him to deal with it.

Zhang Piqi did not refuse and took the order happily. Zhang Buji helped him, and the two brothers worked together to start working. Zhou Yang selected a group of smart soldiers from the Han army and handed them over to Commander Zhang Piqi.

Zhang Piqi sent them as officers and scattered them into the army. With these elite Han troops in their homes, they are not afraid of trouble for the Donghu people. I believe that in the near future, this will become an elite army that can conquer and fight well.

What surprised Zhou Yang was that Zhang Piqi's talent was far beyond ordinary people. Even the ministers in the court, the famous masters, Father Yan, Shen Gong, Dong Zhongshu and others, could not compare.

He is very efficient in his work, and is unique and has very good results.

After selecting 10,000 Donghu people, Zhang Piqi stopped choosing. This is a preliminary selection, and it must be stopped in moderation. If there are too many, something will happen. You have to digest it and choose again.

Zhang Piqi gathered the ten thousand people together and announced military rules and regulations. The Donghu people, like the Huns, were free and casual, without any restrictions on military rules and regulations. When they heard the military rules and regulations, their heads became very big and they were very reluctant to abide by them, so some people started to shout.

Without saying a word, Zhang Piqiu gave the order, and these yelling people were dragged out by the Han army and beaten them hard in front of ten thousand people. In this way, the Donghu people who were willing to shout did not dare to have this intention anymore, so they had to obey the order honestly.

Wei Yili, commanding, it will be much better.

Zhang Piqi, a person who was deeply aware of the power of kindness and power, secretly observed and found that someone was good, so he called them. He praised them in public and also rewarded them with a certain number of cattle and sheep.

This reward didn't matter, but it left an indelible impression in the hearts of the Donghu people. In the war, all the seizures were almost all the officials and generals. It would be good if the soldiers could drink the soup, and there was no reward.

When Zhang Piqiang rewarded, the soldiers of the Donghu believed that the Han Dynasty said that one was one, two was two, and that if you want to reward, you must reward. All of them were self-motivation, you should do better and strive to receive rewards.

Both power and kindness, the Donghu soldiers were full of hope and had high hopes for the Han Dynasty. They all worked hard to train and hoped to fight the Huns.

Now that the incident has come, the Donghu has perished, and Zhou Yang sent people to send the Donghu king and ministers to Chang'an.

In addition, Zhou Yang sent people to inquire about the movements of the Donghu and the Xiongnu, and counted and seized them. Although the Donghu no longer exists, the remnants of the Donghu are still quite powerful. The two largest tribes of the Donghu, the Wuhuan tribe and the Xianbei tribe, are a big problem. Among these two tribes, the Wuhuan tribe still has the strength and has not suffered any loss. This is the first thing Zhou Yang needs to solve.

As for the Xianbei tribe, it was the second most severely damaged by the Huns.

The Wuhuan tribe had nearly one million troops and a hundred thousand troops. At this time, under the order of the Donghu King, he rushed to the north to fight the Huns. If it was not dealt with, it would be endless troubles. Zhou Yang sent a group of detective cavalry after another to inquire about the movement.

The seizure was far beyond Zhou Yang's imagination. Looking at the list reported, Zhou Yang's eyes widened and he couldn't help but touch his forehead: "Oh my God, so many?"

More than 200,000 horses and millions of cattle and sheep were seized. Once the Donghu died, the Donghu King's property became the spoils of the Han army. The degree of wealth was really surprising.

"Master, I have estimated that if you don't say anything else, this cattle and sheep alone is enough for our 100,000 army to work for a long time. If you fight here for three or five years, you don't have to worry about the food and grass from the mainland." Li Guang said with a smile: "In the past, we fought with the Huns and seized so many cattle and sheep, but we have too few people to take them away. We can only watch and feel so distressed! Now, all of these have become ours! Haha!"

Looking back on the predicament of the war with the Huns, Zhou Yang still had a headache. At that time, the Han army was not strong enough, and only 10,000 cavalry could penetrate the grassland, which was pieced together by Zhou Yang. In order to leave quickly, he could only take away the horses. As for cattle and sheep, if they could burn, they would burn, and if they could kill, they would kill. If they could not burn or kill, they could only "return" to the Huns, which was a pity.

Although the Han Dynasty did not use beef and mutton as the main food, it was still great for them to nourish their bodies. Due to the limited conditions, they had to give up. Zhou Yang didn't know how many times he had regretted.

Now, horses, cattle and sheep are not lost, and they have all become the spoils of the Han army. The strength of the Han army is very different, and Zhou Yang is indescribable to express his gratitude!

"Master, do you want to order and don't transport food?" Wei Qing asked.

"Yeah!" Zhou Yang nodded cheerfully and said, "Go and send the order!"

"Haha!" Gongsun He smiled very happily: "We have only entered Donghu for a long time, so we don't need to transport grain anymore. Before the troops move, food and grass will go first, and this is not right!"
To be continued...