The seed master coughed and said: "Zhang Longtu and Qin Hui... Qin Xianggong doesn't know that our Privy Council originally planned to use the hands of Wanqi to remove the leaders of the grassland tribes, so that the grassland tribes can be completely integrated into our Song Dynasty."

Qin Huiwan thought to himself that people of this surname were really bad at learning, and they all knew that they would take the blame for the officials - drafting young men from various grassland tribes to form Wanqi, and then using Wanqi's hands to clean up the grassland.

Is it possible for those in the Privy Council to think of such a sinister and sinister plan? It was the officials who came up with it!

Also, you old guy just wanted to call me Qin Hui for fun, right?

After scolding Master Zhong in his heart, Qin Hui rolled his eyes and said: "Privy Master Zhong's idea is not bad, but cleaning up the grassland with the help of Wanqi cannot be completed in a short time.

Yes, we are all scholars, so why let Wan Qi’s embryo killers turn the grassland into a river of blood just because of such a trivial matter? According to Qin, it would be better to just take advantage of this snowstorm to recruit young people.

As long as there are no young and strong people working in Shuntian Prefecture, even if the leaders of the grassland tribes have any ideas, they will not be able to make any trouble."

Naturally, Master Zhong didn’t know that in Qin Huiwan’s heart, he had become a despicable and shameless sycophant. On the contrary, Master Zhong felt that Qin Huiwan’s proposal was very good——

Qin Hui Wan was well-known in the officialdom of the Song Dynasty for being good at playing tricks. The messy, sinister and vicious tricks of giving birth to a son without chrysanthemums were only what others could not think of. Without him, Qin Hui Wan would not have been able to do it. He said he could fight without bloodshed.

The leaders of the various tribes in the grasslands can most likely be eliminated without bloodshed. Not only is it much more advanced than the original gameplay proposed by the officials, but it is also not as bloody as the official gameplay.

Thinking of this, Zhong Shizhong simply bowed and said: "I agree with Qin Xianggong's proposal."

After Zhang Shaozhong thought about it for a while, he bowed and said, "My lord, I second my proposal."

Zhao Huan hummed and said: "In that case, then send the Second Army of the Forbidden Army and Wanqi to go to the grassland to rescue the victims."

Frankly speaking, Zhao Huan is not willing to make the grassland bloody - everyone is a civilized person, and there is no need for nuclear settlement to resolve issues that can be resolved peacefully.

…

The snow in front of us was already knee-deep, but the sky was still gray, with snowflakes as big as goose feathers flying in the sky, showing no intention of stopping.

Morigen licked his chapped lips and said to Captain Shi Fu next to him, who was just as busy as himself: "Boss, the snow is so heavy, can we get to the Tata'er Department before dark?"

Captain Shifu replied in a muffled voice as he walked: "I don't know. Who the hell could have imagined that the snow would be so heavy."

Morigen said: "How about you go and talk to Baihu? Let's stop and rest first, and wait until the weather clears before continuing to march?"

Commander Shifu laughed loudly and said: "You know what the heck, the military order said that we should arrive at the Tata headquarters before dark, so we have to arrive before dark tomorrow. As for what we will encounter in the meantime,

Any trouble is our own business. We are just clearing roads through mountains and building bridges when encountering water. Unless we are all dead, otherwise, we will miss the army if we are late."

As soon as he entered Wanqi, he was asked to memorize the Seven Bans and Fifty Kills. Of course, Mo Rigen had a mountain of military orders, and he also knew that missing the army would lead to loss of head. But if he knew it, he would really let Mo Rigen rush on his way like this.

Mo Rigen was really not very willing to rescue the Tata'er Department.

My parents are already dead, so it's just nonsense to say that a bachelor, a shepherd slave who doesn't have enough food and clothing, can have any feelings for the Tatar tribe.

"Then there's no need to be so desperate," Mo Rigen said: "Without swords and guns, only hand knives and supplies, if those barbarians from Tata'er tribe go crazy, wouldn't we be the unlucky ones?"

The commander said in a low voice: "We are going to the Tatar headquarters to provide disaster relief, and we are not going to kill people and set fires. Why are we bringing swords and guns? When I was in the First Army, I participated in disaster relief operations, and I never brought them with me.

What kind of swords and guns have you passed?"

Mo Rigen didn't believe it.

Mo Rigen, who is already somewhat familiar with the Song Dynasty, knows what the notorious First Army is like - take the inconspicuous Captain Shifu in front of him as an example. He can serve in the First Army

If his accumulated merit reaches Madaracho, it means that he must have at least ten lives on his hands as battle merit.

With such a murderous star, the government is willing to let them participate in disaster relief? When they are doing disaster relief, don't they take something from the people?

But Mo Rigen couldn't help but not believe the scene in front of him.

"Why don't we bring weapons for disaster relief, and why we are asked to go to disaster relief? This matter has to start with the three words "disciple soldiers."

As Captain Shi walked forward, he said: "Officials say that our army in the Song Dynasty is soldiers from the common people, and they shoulder the responsibility of protecting our country."

"What is home? It is not the home thousands of miles away that is called home, but the entire Song Dynasty is our home, and the people of the Song Dynasty are our parents. If we harm the people, then what about other armies?

Can we also harm our parents, wives and children?"

"If we don't rescue the people in our area when disaster strikes, then if our parents, wives, and children suffer disaster, doesn't it mean that the troops stationed there don't have to rescue them either?"

"It is said that a person's heart can be exchanged for a person's heart, and four taels can be exchanged for half a catty. It is as simple as that."

Mo Rigen still felt uncomfortable.

Although he knew what Captain Shi was right, Morigen felt unhappy when he thought about how hard he went to rescue those tribal leaders and nobles.

The chieftains and nobles could eat well and be well clothed without having to herd cattle. They sent their herder slaves like rubbish to the Song Dynasty's Ten Thousand Cavalry Army. What they wanted to do was to use their own lives to give them.

In exchange for glory and wealth?

Oh, there is a snowstorm now, and we people have to work hard to rescue them. If there is a delay, is it our fault?

Why!

Just because they are tribal leaders and noble lords?

Damn it, when you follow the officials and kill the Kingdom of Jin, you will kill all the leaders and nobles when you come back!

Well, Jirigele's parents also died early, and his only sister was killed by the leader of their tribe. This guy should also have the idea of ​​​​killing the leader of their tribe.

Asilen's father's leg was bitten by a dog set by the leader of their tribe, so this guy should be the same.

As long as you kill these leaders and nobles, you will not be deprived of the rewards you receive. When the time comes, you can marry a wife, have a baby, and honestly work for the officials, herding cattle and farming, which is no better than giving it to the leaders and nobles now.
Chapter completed!