"The sky is vast and the wilderness is vast. The wind blows the grass and sees cattle and sheep!"

Riding on the horse, Yang Ye looked into the distance, looking at the dense cattle and sheep in the distance, and couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion.

In the Hetao area, it is indeed a barrier to Jiangnan.

Compared with other norths, the Yellow River in Hetao is gentle, with great water flow, and is clear, with very little mud and sand, and the land is fertile and flat.

The wide Yellow River flows, soaking the two sides of the river. A large number of aquatic plants and reeds grow wildly, which also attracts a large number of wild cattle and sheep. For example, the fat yellow sheep makes people feel fragrant.

"Swish--" Looking ahead, bent your bow and shot.

The sound of breaking through the air came. After a while, a camel of bilateral ridges fell down next to the swamp. After struggling for a few times, there was no sound.

The animals drinking water on the side ran away in a hurry.

"President, the yellow sheep tastes delicious, why did it shoot at the camel?" Zhe Yuxun said in confusion.

"I have eaten too much yellow sheep. Today I want to try this yellow-haired hunchbacked thing. What does it taste like!"

Yang Ye smiled and said, "I have eaten everything, I want to try something else."

"The benefits of the Yellow River without any harm is the world given by God!"

Zhe Yuxun was standing aside and couldn't help but sigh that the prefectures were simply unbearable compared to them.

In terms of the yield per mu of corn, the minimum yield of Hetao is only 300 kilograms, while the maximum yield of prefectures is only 300, with an average of about 200 kilograms, which is equivalent to two acres.

"We have already been self-sufficient in the grain. Now, our Beiting Protectorate mainly produces cattle and sheep. How many cattle and sheep have been sent away this year?"

Yang Ye asked someone to carry the camel away, then rode his horse, walked side by side with Zhe Yu, and asked softly.

The main task of establishing Beiting was to transport cattle and sheep to the court. Cows were plowing oxen and agriculture needed, while sheep were loved by the high-ranking officials and nobles in Luoyang.

"I have sent away five thousand of them this year!"

Zhe Yuxun thought for a moment and said, "The entire Monan is raising cattle, and this year's 10,000 should be the same."

"Let everyone raise more cattle and sheep, and we can also pay more taxes."

Yang Ye said with a smile.

The entire Beiting Protectorate lacks anything, and the exit is close to cattle, sheep, and horses, which is very single.

Despite this, there are endless merchants coming and going. Just by withdrawing taxes, Beiting will spend more than 100,000 chunks of money every year, which is enough to support the entire Beiting.

It is precisely because of this that he was able to recruit herdsmen, and the size of the army exceeded 20,000.

The 20,000 iron-armored cavalry, nearly half of them, were fat and strong, and the elite army was enough to subvert the Northwest Envoy Division.

That's right, Yang Ye has been raising energy for many years in order to end the Khitan rule over Mobei and thus cut off the Khitan arm.

"Shilong, do you think we can break through Zhenzhou?"

Yang Ye said excitedly.

"The Khitans are not worth worrying about, but there are many lackeys, and I am afraid that the few will be able to capture them."

Zhe Yuxun was still quite alert to the nomadic tribes in the north.

As the saying goes, the poorer you will be, the more you will be willing to live. The place in Mobei has always been barren and barbaric. It is not worth it to spend the army there when fighting.

Moreover, the northern desert is too poor than the southern desert. It is useless to take it, and it is a pity to abandon it.

Still a word, not worth it.

"The threat from the Khitans is there, and our Beiting cannot live in peace!"

Yang Ye sighed, and said unfulfilled: "The merits are there, Shilong, you are also a marquis now, but there are county dukes and dukes above. We are at the right time and cannot be depressed!"

After giving out the three prefectures and prefectures, the Zhe family not only obtained a lot of money, but even promoted Zhe Yuxun from earl to marquis, at the same level as Yang Ye.

The title is extremely strict, and the comparison among nobles is also extremely serious, and everyone strives to be the first.

Not to mention anything else, the count is replaced, and can only be hereditary lieutenant, while the marquis is the baron, and the duke is the viscount...

Zhe Yuxun was quite silent.

Yang Ye knew that he was moved and was about to persuade him again, suddenly, a horse rushed over.

"Report, Yang Dupu, Luoyang four hundred miles in a hurry-"

The messenger quickly turned over and got off the horse and knelt on one knee.

Yang Ye was shocked. He was not ready to report to the court to send troops, so why did he come to the imperial edict?

"Go to Youzhou?" After Yang Ye finished reading it, he handed it over to Zhe Yuxun.

Zhe Yuxun's face was full of confusion.

"Our plan to go north died before it was reported."

Yang Ye said discouragedly: "Reorganize the troops and horses, leave tens of thousands of cavalry, and the rest follow me east, go to western Liaoning, and fight Khitan dogs--"

At the end, he was excited again.

As long as you fight, you will be rewarded.

His careful training of cavalry for two or three years will definitely open the eyes and make the Khitans flee.

Zhe Yuxun could only respond, and even stayed in Fengzhou to protect the Beiting Protectorate.

However, he still stuffed his younger brother, Zhe Yuqing, into the team, serving as the commander of the capital, commanding 2,500 cavalrymen.

Zhe Yuxun had no children, so a hundred years later, he could only be inherited by Zhe Yuqing, the younger brother of his wife.

It is natural to train your younger brother in order to inherit the family title.

"Remember, this time you go east, don't take your own initiative, and follow the orders of the Marquis of Shengzhou (Yang Ye)."

Zhe Yuqing, who was only eighteen years old, nodded, and his tender face was full of tenacity.

Yang Ye has always been a high-speed army. In less than three days, he led his food, grass and supplies and went east quickly.

Within ten days, one man and three horses traveled thousands of miles to Wuzhou, which is Guo Tingzhang's headquarters.

"How quickly!" Guo Tingzhang sighed repeatedly, and was quite happy with the young and powerful Yang Ye.

"The last general received the order and did not dare to delay it. He rushed to whip it!"

Yang Ye said with a smile, not caring about praise.

Logically speaking, Guo Tingzhang was just an earl and his title was below him.

However, Guo Tingzhang also has a position of deputy left behind in the capital, which is from the third rank, and he is old and has a wide connection.

For example, Guo Shouwen, the Marquis of Taozhou, Cao Bin, the Marquis of Luanzhou, Liu Guangyi, the Marquis of Xinzhou, etc., are all his friends and nephews, so how dare he be arrogant?

"Marquis of Shengzhou, it's time to come!"

Guo Tingzhang smiled, held his arm and came outside the city where thousands of people gathered.

When Yang Ye saw that these people were grassland herders, but they had horses and swords. Most of them were powerful men with Kong Wu. Although they were not as good as regular soldiers, they were also best cavalry on the grassland.

"Isn't this the Royal Court cavalry?"

Yang Ye said in surprise.

He was not a fool, so he naturally knew that Yang Tingzhang also served as the chief of the court, and led tens of thousands of herders.

Otherwise, how could it be possible to defend Wuzhou with just ten thousand people?

"That's right!"

Yang Tingzhang whispered: "Although the Wangting cavalry is not as powerful as the imperial court's soldiers, it is also the best in the grassland."

"Then, why are so many cavalry gathering today?"

Yang Ye said in surprise.
Chapter completed!