Chapter 637: Going to War and Establishing Authority

The Eastern Expedition Army had taken deep roots on the west bank of the Liao River. Within a year, in addition to the army, no less than 10,000 households were immigrated. Such a large immigration force, coupled with Yuwen Ke's defeat, finally allowed Thorpe to take time out from rectifying internal affairs to face up to the aggressive momentum of this force that was not so powerful in his eyes.

Thorpe was very annoyed. The internal rectification of Donghu was not as easy as he imagined. In fact, from the beginning, he had seen this matter as a bit simple. Just like the county system that Dayan is currently implementing, it is still being promoted under the condition of breaking bones, not to mention that Donghu is more backward than Dayan in terms of system. Suddenly, taking such a big step, there will naturally be many voices of backlash. If Miranda had not been alive, with her sharp wrist like thunder, and had purged a large number of conservative forces with the momentum of sweeping the holes in the pear court, I am afraid that Thorpe would still be struggling now. But even so, Thorpe can only be said to have barely controlled the government. Those dissatisfied forces were only temporarily depressed. As long as they were given a chance, they would probably jump out immediately.

Yuwen Ke had been defeated, and thousands of cavalry and tens of thousands of infantry were buried on the west bank of the Liaohe River. Thorpe had to respond immediately to prevent this defeat from being used by someone with ulterior motives. It was under this situation that Thorpe appointed Yan Qi as the general, planned to build the Hetao camp, and allowed Yan Qi to lead 50,000 cavalry to the Hetao. Among these 50,000 cavalry, Thorpe specially transferred 5,000 palace guards.

The palace guards were already the treasure of the Donghu royal court. There were only more than 30,000 people, 20,000 for guarding Helin, 5,000 to guard the sacrificial place between the Black Mountain and the White Water, and the other 5,000 were given to Yan Qi.

Yan Qi, in Miranda's time, was a famous general who commanded a part of the palace guards. He was called the first general of Donghu by the outside world, but a few years ago, he was sent as an envoy to Yan State. On the way back, he had a conflict with Gao Yuan, who was still a sergeant at the time, in Liaoxi. The two fought fairly. Yan Qi's right hand, which was used to wield a knife, was disabled and he could never hold a knife again.

After returning to Donghu, Yan Qi almost disappeared from the public eye and even resigned from his position as a general of the palace guards. After a few years, just when everyone thought that Yan Qi was no longer favored by Miranda and had become a nobody, Yan Qi once again showed his sharp fangs.

The Helin Incident. Under the leadership of Yan Qi, the palace guards cleansed the tribe of the eldest prince Sok at lightning speed. Tens of thousands of people were almost killed by Yan Qi's army. A famous tribe like the Agu tribe was also forced by Yan Qi. Agu Huai'en had to kill the old patriarch, cleanse the old patriarch's people, and then lead the Agu tribe to surrender. This battle also caused the Agu tribe to fall from a first-class tribe to a second-rate tribe.

Everyone was alert to Yan Qi. Although he could no longer hold the scimitar in his right hand, in his heart, there was another sharper scimitar that had been sharpened. Under Yan Qi's butcher knife. Even if there was still resentment in their hearts, everyone had to bow their heads and obey. No one wanted to be the next Sok, nor did they want to be the next Agu tribe.

In November, the first snow of this winter has fallen in Helin. The whole Helin is covered in white snow.

Looking into the distance, everything is covered in silver. Under the city of Helin. In the place where Kumamoto led his troops to shed countless blood in the past, tens of thousands of cavalrymen were divided into dozens of square formations. Standing silently.

On the top of the city, Thorpe, wearing a crown, sat upright on a chair. On his left and right, Donghu's civil and military officials stood solemnly, all with solemn faces. Today is the day when Yan Qi swore to go to war.

On the top of the city wall, hundreds of burly men lifted heavy trumpets and blew them vigorously. As the trumpets sounded, hundreds of drums were struck at the same time. Amid the sound of the trumpets, a black cow and a black sheep were led out from the open space under the city. The strong man holding a knife shouted, and the knife flashed. The huge cow and sheep heads fell to the ground in an instant. Immediately, the cow and sheep heads were offered on the incense table facing the city gate. Yan Qi, who was fully armored, stepped forward, burned incense in front of the incense table, first knelt to the heaven and earth, then knelt to the king, and bowed three times to all the soldiers.

Every time Yan Qi bowed, tens of thousands of Donghu cavalrymen raised their arms and shouted, shaking the sky.

After the three bows, Thorpe stood up suddenly on the top of the city wall, walked to the edge of the city wall, and shouted loudly: "Give the flag!"

In the city gate, a general of the palace guards held Thorpe's golden flag high and galloped out. Behind him, two teams of armored guards followed closely. Yan Qi went to war, but Thorpe gave him the king's flag, which meant that Yan Qi went to war on behalf of the king. If he won, it would be great, but if he lost, Yan Qi would never come back. Seeing Yan Qi bowed and took the king's flag, tens of thousands of soldiers shouted excitedly, and on the top of the city, I don't know how many people felt mixed emotions.

No matter how you look at it, Yan Qi will not lose this battle. If Yan Qi wins, it means that Thorpe's throne will be as stable as a mountain.

Thorpe raised his hands high, and tens of thousands of soldiers immediately fell silent. All eyes, at this moment, were focused on Thorpe on the top of the city.

"Warriors of Donghu!" Thorpe raised his hands high and shouted loudly with all his strength.

"Hula!" Tens of thousands of soldiers shouted enthusiastically. These soldiers came from different tribes. Perhaps their leaders and generals did not have much respect for the King of Donghu, but only feared him, but for these ordinary soldiers, the King of Donghu was the god of them.

"There are vicious wolves coming from the west. They have seized our ancient territory and the pastures that belong to us. What should we do?" Thorpe shouted.

"Take it back!" Tens of thousands of people shouted together.

"They killed our comrades, and tens of thousands of Dong Hu'erlangs who went to attack the enemy are buried on the west bank of the Liao River. What should we do?"

"Kill all the enemies." Tens of thousands of voices roared.

"Well said, warriors, under the guidance of my king's banner, kill all the invaders, soak our pastures with their blood, use their corpses as fertilizer for our pastures, and bring back their heads. Decorate our city walls, I, Thorpe, your king, watch you in Helin City to kill the enemy!"

"Hula!"

"Kill the enemy!"

"Kill the enemy!"

Looking at the excited soldiers, Thorpe smiled with satisfaction. There are some fierce warriors, so why worry about being unfair to foreign enemies and not being able to dominate the world. He looked at Yan Qi below the city and nodded slightly.

Yan Qifei mounted his horse, held the royal flag high in his left hand, and danced vigorously. As the royal flag fluttered in the strong wind, the shouting army returned to silence the next moment.

"Sacrifice flag!" Yan Qi's voice sounded low.

Sacrifice to the flag meant bloodshed, and tens of thousands of soldiers suddenly became awe-inspiring. In the past, to sacrifice the flag, slaves were killed, ranging from dozens to hundreds to thousands. I don't know how many people will be killed this time.

The sound of armor leaves clashing was heard in the city. Hundreds of soldiers, one for every two men, came out with dozens of people in between. They lined up in a neat row under the city and knelt down on the ground.

Seeing these people who were dragged out and pushed to the ground, there was an uproar among the military formations at the front, because the people who were dragged out this time were not slaves, but Donghu people. Not only Donghu people, but also all The generals of each tribe, from the lowest centurion to the highest, there are generals who command more than a thousand people. These people's faces were ashen, and they were forced to kneel on the ground, their whole bodies trembling uncontrollably.

Seeing the uproar in the military formation, Yan Qi became furious. He stretched out his hand and handed the king's flag to his own bodyguard, and shouted sternly: "Take the king's flag to patrol. Anyone who makes any noise again will be killed immediately!"

The guards responded loudly, holding the king's flag and galloping on their horses, going between various military formations, loudly announcing Yan Qi's military orders. As the guards ran, the uproarous military formations once again stood in awe as before.

"Military judge, declare military law!"

"Here!" An officer strode forward, followed closely by dozens of big men behind him.

"Those who disobey orders will be killed!" the military judge read loudly.

"Anyone who disobeys the order will be killed!" Dozens of big men behind the military judge repeated the order in unison. Dozens of people shouted in unison, immediately announcing this military order to the entire army, even those at the rear. He could also hear it clearly.

"Kill those who run away from battle!"

"Those who fail to rescue will be killed!"

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With the promulgation of military orders one after another, there was already a deathly silence under Helin City. This time the military order was issued, it was extra long, and there were actually dozens of killing orders. With this order, everyone was in awe.

"Declare the charges against these people!" After the military order was read out, Yan Qi waved his hand and said loudly to the military judge.

The military judge walked up to the first officer who was pushed to the ground and loudly announced his crime and punishment. As the military judge said "kill", a soldier immediately pulled out the scimitar from his waist, and with a flash of light, it was already Cut the man's head off to the ground.

The military judges came one by one and read out the charges one by one. Every time the word "kill" was uttered, a head fell to the ground. In an instant, dozens of people were killed in a row. The blood dyed the snow under the city red and shocked many people. Wanjiao is a powerful general. The crimes of these people, in the eyes of all the soldiers, were actually nothing. Of course, they should have been nothing before. Most of them were incompetence, contradicting the general, poor training, withholding of military pay, etc. But now, they are all killed by Kazuya.

As this group of people were killed, another group of people came out of the city. This time, the military formation under the city once again screamed. But this time, after the scream, it quickly became quiet. After all, those few people The ten orders to kill had just been proclaimed, and one of them was to kill anyone who made noise in the army.

But the sound of the heavy breathing of countless people still filled the world, because the people who came out this time were too noble. They were basically the heads of various tribes. There were the heads of tribes with tens of thousands of horses, and there were also thousands of people. Qi, the leader of small and medium-sized tribes with more than a thousand cavalry. The most noble one among them is Wusu Suotan, the young patriarch of the Wusu tribe.

These people walked to the city, silently took off their shirts one by one, and then knelt down in the blood on the ground. Behind them, a soldier holding a riding crop stood upright.

The military judge once again shouted out their charges, but the lack of discipline allowed the generals to act unscrupulously, commit lawlessness, and violate military discipline. Each of them should be whipped fifty times.

As the whistling riding whip fell on the back, and drops of blood splashed, all the soldiers were a little dizzy, and they all seemed to feel that Donghu today seemed different from the one before. (To be continued)

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