——Liucheng

"There is still a city wall. The Xianbei and other thieves have always been jealous of our great man, but they don't need to be too tall. The Xianbei thieves now lack iron tools and will be beaten by us in the future. I can think it's enough to fix it at one and a half feet high." Lou Ban wore a wooden hard hat on his head, holding a drawing in one hand and a pencil in the other. If he hadn't been wearing clothes from the Han Dynasty, it would be no different from the contractors in later generations.

On the drawings, there is a complete and distinctive city planning map. Because there are many cattle and sheep in Wuhuan, there are many places marked for cattle and sheep in the planning map.

Behind him were several tribe members who were dressed up like this, all of whom were selected young people and would bear the great task of building Liucheng in the future.

"And that, after the flat land is made into a market, the roads must be made of cement or stone slabs. Of course, it is best to use cement. And, the roads there need to be widened, and after the winter begins, the land cannot be dug, so you have to hurry up."

"Mr. Lou, are you still busy?" Zhang He walked over in casual clothes, with a telegram in his hand.

"General Zhang, you are from Jizhou. I don't know the situation in Youzhou. As winter begins, the land is frozen like steel. I can only do more while the climate is still suitable."

Zhang He handed the telegram to Lou Ban and said, "I don't know, but anyone knows it. Ming Gong knew that the weather was going to get colder, so he sent a big gift.

More than 20,000 pounds of wool cloth and 100,000 kilograms of wool will be sent to Dongwuhuan County. These can be exchanged directly for the herdsmen to use wool, and the prices are written on it. It is very cheap. They also said that this is the first batch. If Dongwuhuan County is not enough, they can call the general's mansion to seek assistance.

Ming Gong also said that he would build a Dongwuhuan Textile Factory, so that you can select personnel to register for training at Hongxing Camp as soon as possible."

Pan Lou hurriedly received the telegram, opened it and scanned it, and clenched his fists excitedly.

Sure enough, General Zhenbei did not deceive himself. He treated the Wuhuan people the same as the Han people!

"Hey!!!" Lou Ban waved his telegram and shouted to the tribesmen around him, "General Zhenbei's grace is coming!!

Twenty thousand wool cloth and one hundred thousand kilograms of wool thread, we will have new clothes in winter!!”

New clothes??

The people of Liucheng, who had just experienced defeat, looked at each other. They thought they would be frozen this winter? Many people even planned to send the elderly at home to the wilderness to fend for themselves as soon as winter began.

This is not cruelty, it is a helpless choice to continue the family in ancient times.

Even the newly built city now thinks it is corvee service after the defeat, and they don’t think that the city has anything to do with them.

Now? Lou Ban told them that the General Mansion of Zhenbei did not treat them as prisoners, and the cloth was on the way to deliver them.

Thinking that parents might not have to go to the wilderness to die this winter, many people burst into tears.

As the news spread, there were crying sounds inside and outside Liucheng.

Zhang He looked at these people in confusion? When he entered Liucheng that day, these people were not so sad.

Lou Ban also cried? As the wise king of Wuhuan, he knew why these tribe members were crying? He wiped his tears? He bowed to Zhang He and said, "Please report to Ming Gong, Chief Zhang.

My Wuhuan and my family must be loyal to the Han Dynasty? From now on, there will be only people from Wuhuan County? There will be no more people from Wuhuan!"

Lou Ban knew what Ma Qiang wanted? Although it was just a difference of one word? He was declaring that he, the leader of the Wuhuan clan, had given up his identity as the Wuhuan clan.

From then on, the Wuhuan people were all part of the Han people, just like the Yan people, Wei people, and Changshan people.

Zhang He nodded. He had received the military order and would soon transfer the main force from Liucheng. After all, it was too remote and it was difficult to transport food and grass. With the words of the Lou Team, he could feel a little relieved.

As for whether it is true or not, time can only be tested.

——Outside Luoyang City

Zhang Yang and Lu Bu have been confronting Duan Wei and Wang Fang for several days around Luoyang City.

Today, the soldiers and horses from both sides were all on the road, watching the passage of a convoy.

The convoy was carrying the flag of Zhenbei Army. A head was hung on a high pole, and a roll of cloth followed the head, writing the identity of the head - Wuhuan Shanyu Tadun.

Under the high pole, several prison vans were erected on them, with small flags on them, and their respective official positions were written on them. They were all the leaders of Wuhuan, and the leader was Su Puyan, the master of Wuhuan in Liaodong.

Whether it was Lu Bu or Duan Wei, looking at the captured and killed foreign leaders, they recalled the ambitions they set when they first joined the army.

At that time, Lu Bu was still a Wuyuan wilderness man. He learned a lot of martial arts and determined to rely on his battle halberds to storm the Xiongnu and Xianbei Hu in Bingzhou.

At that time, Duan Wei looked at the back of his clan brother Duan Yi and led the troops, and vowed to follow his brother to eliminate the Qiang Rebellion and allow Liangzhou to return to peace.

With extremely complicated thoughts, both sides watched the convoy walk towards Hangu Pass, and they lost their fighting spirit and retreated their troops to the camp.

Zhang Yang in Luoyang City saw Lu Bu entering the city and stepped forward to greet him, "Wen Hou, why is his face unwilling?"

"Nothing is wrong, Junjun Zhang, let's go and drink!"

——Chang'an

Ma Qiang's convoy of prisoners was extremely high-profile, and he was watched and guided by people along the way. Naturally, the news had already flown into the ears of the ministers in Chang'an City.

Everyone was shocked to learn that General Zhengbei had captured Liucheng, wiped out Wuhuan, and killed Wuhuan Shanyu a month ago.

Although the Wuhuan is not as good as the Xianbei and Qiang people, and is at most comparable to the Xiongnu in Bingzhou, Liucheng is still a dangerous place thousands of miles away, and there are nearly 100,000 people in the Wuhuan clan who control the strings.

The last one who won such a great victory seems to be Sanming, Liangzhou.

No, Sanming, Liangzhou did not completely resolve the Qiang Rebellion, but Ma Qiang completely defeated the Wuhuan. This achievement...Kou Xian could only compare with him a hundred years ago.

Kou Xian was the protagonist of Yanran Legong. In order to atone for his sins, he raised five schools, the border troops of the twelve counties, the Southern Xiongnu, Wuhuan and other charity followers, defeated the Northern Xiongnu and the Bifenghai in the private canals, and then climbed Yanran Mountain, carved stones and lent the Gong, recorded the power and virtue of the Han Dynasty, and ordered Ban Gu to write an inscription.

From then on, the Northern Huns completely declined until they perished. The Han Empire, which had lost external threats, no longer had such a brilliant victory, and entered the internal plot of the struggle between Qi and Guan.

Now, Ma Qiang actually defeated Wuhuan with only the military and civilians of the Three Prefectures. It can be said that with this martial arts, Ma Qiang can survive even if he lies down.

Duting Marquis is definitely not enough, he must be granted the title of County Marquis!

The General of the North is definitely not enough, and he must also have an additional official position!

Kou Xian was appointed as the general and was named the Champion Marquis by relying on his official position of Shi Yanran.
Chapter completed!