They could not move fast with their flocks and herds.
Five days later, Yun Zheng led his troops back to Xing'an Fort.
On the way, some sheep couldn't hold on and became their food.
Seeing that they returned with a full load, Xing'an Fort was also in a state of excitement.
Yun Zheng was quite generous. With a wave of his hand, he ordered people to slaughter a thousand sheep as a reward for everyone.
Both the soldiers and those who built the city had a part to play.
When they heard the news, everyone was even happier, and many of them even knelt down and shouted "Long live the king".
After arranging the slaughter of the sheep, Yun Zheng climbed up the city wall of Xing'an Fort to check the progress of the expansion of the outer circle of the city wall.
During the few days they were away, the expansion project of Xing'an Fort was getting on track.
The foundations for the expanded city wall have been laid.
...
...
Next, it's just a matter of tamping the earth and piling stones on top.
Just when Yun Zheng was watching with great interest, a gust of cold wind blew over, causing Yun Zheng to shiver.
Winter is really here!
Yun Zheng thought for a moment, then ordered his guards: "Go, call Li Wenzhou!"
Soon, Li Wenzhou trotted to Yun Zheng and saluted respectfully.
Yun Zheng called Li Wenzhou to the edge of the city wall, pointed at the people who were working hard to expand the city wall and asked, "Where do these people live?"
"this……"
Li Wenzhou looked at Yun Zheng cautiously and answered hesitantly: "They don't have a suitable place to live now. I want to wait until they build the city wall another half a meter higher, and then let them build some sheds next to the city wall..."
Build a shed?
Listening to Li Wenzhou's words, Yun Zheng couldn't help but sigh secretly.
This is really the case where our own people are more ruthless than the enemy!
It’s winter now!
It will get colder soon.
Just build some broken sheds, and after a winter, I'm afraid half of the people will freeze to death!
Yun Zheng glanced at Li Wenzhou calmly and ordered: "Stop building the city wall first, and build housing for these people first. It doesn't need to be too good, but at least it can't be leaky!"
They also need barracks when they are stationed in the later stage.
Now it is equivalent to building the barracks in advance.
However, one of these barracks would definitely have to accommodate hundreds of people.
Now all he could do was to prevent these people from freezing to death or starving to death. As for things like comfort, they were not within his consideration for the time being.
"yes!"
Li Wenzhou immediately accepted the order.
"Okay, go do your thing!"
Yun Zheng waved his hand to signal Li Wenzhou to leave, and called Tong Gang over, "Send a message to Dugu Ce, and tell him to allocate some supplies like bedding! If supplies are not enough, you can kill the rich to help the poor!"
"yes!"
Tong Gang obeyed the order.
After Tong Gang left, Miaoyin couldn't help but imitate Yun Zheng's tone and joked: "You are a very nice person!"
Yun Zheng put his arm around Miaoyin's waist and said, "How can you expect the horse to run without giving it grass to eat?"
Miaoyin smiled, leaned into Yunzheng's arms and asked, "When are we going back?"
"Not yet."
Yun Zheng shook his head and said, "We have to wait until the Eighteen Ghost Riders confirm that the Western Desert tribes have withdrawn before we can go back!"
If the tribes in western Mo do not withdraw, they will have to fight even when winter comes.
Listening to Yun Zheng's words, Miaoyin couldn't help but tease: "You are not the emperor, but you worry about the emperor's heart all day long."
"So, Duke Rong is right, being an emperor is not that easy!" Yun Zheng shook his head and smiled bitterly.
What can we do?
He didn't want to worry about these things.
But he can't help but worry!
If the tribes in western Mo were to break through Dagan's defenses, Dagan's people would be the ones to die.
Well, if the tribes in western Mo withdrew, I should go to my father and take credit for it.
He no longer cares whether he gets rewarded or not.
I have to find a way to get my father to send me some talented people who can govern the local area!
I'll have to think about this matter again later.
Well, I have to write a battle report for my father.
No matter what, we must let this old man know that we have opened up a channel to attack the tribes in western Mo. At least he can have some peace of mind so that he doesn't have to worry about this and that all day long.
…
Great job, Imperial City.
"Good news! Good news from Shuobei..."
Several cavalrymen with eye-catching flags on their backs rushed into the gate of the imperial city, shouting all the way.
"Look, our Sixth Prince has won another victory!"
"I heard that this time the three kingdoms of Guifang, Dayue and Qiuchi jointly attacked Shuobei. Was the battle over so quickly?"
"Don't you even look at who the Sixth Prince is!"
"If His Majesty sends the Sixth Prince to fight the tribes in western Moxi, I think they will be beaten to tears..."
The soldiers on the city wall were talking about it.
Although Shuobei's victory had nothing to do with them, they were still happy from the bottom of their hearts.
At the same time, Emperor Wen summoned several important officials of the court to his bedroom to discuss matters.
Xue Che and his men were discussing the war in Jiaolu and the northwest, but Emperor Wen was worried about Shuobei.
Even though Yun Zheng was in charge of Shuobei, Emperor Wen was still a little worried.
It is said that the three countries sent out a combined army of 200,000 to 300,000, but Yun Zheng only brought 100,000 men to fight.
I don’t know whether this rebellious son was blinded by victory or was full of confidence.
I hope this rebellious son doesn’t lose!
Now, the war in the southwest and northwest is very stalemate.
He was still counting on this rebellious son to send troops from Qiuchi to intimidate the tribes west of the desert!
"Father, Father..."
Just when Emperor Wen was worried, Yun Li's voice rang in his ears again.
Emperor Wen came back to his senses and looked at Yun Li, "What's the matter?"
Yun Li respectfully repeated his previous question: "Should we appease those powerful families and clans?"
Upon hearing this, Emperor Wen frowned and looked at Yun Li, "Why, is someone putting pressure on you, the crown prince?"
"No, no."
Yun Li shook his head repeatedly, "I just think that we have already dealt a heavy blow to the aristocratic families and clans. Now that the armies of the western desert tribes are approaching, we should focus on dealing with them."
Someone did put pressure on Yun Li.
Moreover, Yun Li himself also felt tremendous pressure.
He didn't want to suppress the families and clans anymore.
"Your Majesty, the Crown Prince is right."
Xu Shifu also echoed, "For now, we should focus on dealing with the tribes in western Mo! The war is at a stalemate at the moment. If the clans and powerful families cause trouble again, we will lose more than we gain!"
Southwest China had lost two games in a row before, largely because of the lagging influence of the aristocratic families and clans.
If it weren't for the prestige of Xiao Wanchou, the former Minister of War, the Southwest would have been lucky enough to avoid a crushing defeat, let alone a small victory.
"Yes! Your Majesty." Xue Che also persuaded, "Right now, dealing with foreign enemies is the top priority!"
As the three of them spoke, the others followed suit.
At this moment, Emperor Wen felt unprecedented pressure.
It is easy to appease the clans and the aristocratic families.
But once he appeased these people, it would mean that he had compromised with the clans and the aristocratic families.
This will probably only encourage these people's arrogance.
Damn those tribes in western Mo!
They really know how to pick the right time!
If there were no massive armies from the western deserts approaching, would the clans and powerful families dare to exert such pressure?
Thinking about the approaching armies from the western desert, Emperor Wen began to waver.
If we continue to suppress the aristocratic families and clans at this time, there might really be chaos!
Just when Emperor Wen was having a headache, Mu Shun suddenly ran in hurriedly, shouting excitedly: "Your Majesty, good news from Shuobei..."
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