The Khitans set up the Liaoyang Prefecture in Tokyo in the Liaodong region to manage the entire Bohai Sea, and belonged to the southern officials.

In fact, the Khitan's official system on both sides was not a simple Han Dynasty, but a farming system that governed farming and nomadic nomadic system.

In the eyes of the Khitans, the Bohai people and the Han people are the same. In terms of population alone, the threat of a million Bohai people is even more serious.

Of course, because the Khitans like to establish prefectures and counties with the plundered population, such as Huanglong Mansion, the places where Han officials, nobles and emperors go, such as Shi Chonggui of the Later Jin Dynasty.

Later, the Jin people inherited this tradition and plundered Song Huizong and Song Qinzong here.

However, this was not only the Khan's behavior, but also the nobles. It was still the same before the reform of Emperor Shengzong of Liao.

There is also a nice name called Touxia Prefecture County.

The nobles plundered the population, established prefectures and counties, became their own territory, and reaped long-term wealth.

It is also true that the Khitan nobles were keen on war, which was a good way to expand their strength.

Therefore, the strength of Liaoyang Prefecture is not in a block-like manner, but in the court's direct prefectures and counties, intersecting with the territories of the nobles.

Without the permission of the nobles, you cannot even borrow a way.

However, it is precisely because of this that the digestion of scattered and divided people has prevented the Bohai people from a population of one million from organizing powerful rebellious forces.

However, with the arrival of Hu Yanzan, Yang Wansheng and his party, this situation was immediately broken.

There is also a golden color on the fields of Liaodong. A large amount of land is constantly being cultivated and planted. Under the hard work of the Bohai people, this black soil is particularly rich.

The Bohai people in short clothes bent over, constantly harvesting corn, bent down, while the children followed behind to pick up the falling millet poles, and did not dare to stop at all.

Not far away, several supervisors who were accomplices of tigers were eyeing each other, riding on horseback, holding a horse whip. If anyone was lazy, it would be a whip.

Nowadays, the huge old land of Bohai Sea, hundreds of prefectures and counties have been broken into the territory of the nobles, and the Bohai people have also become their slaves and slaves to create wealth.

"Dad, when will this day be like this?" A young man hammered his waist and was so tired that he had to give birth. He couldn't help but ask.

"I don't know either!"

The middle-aged man's face was full of traces of pain from the years. He glanced at the sky and said melancholy: "I have been like this since I remember. But when I was a child, your grandfather said that my family had hundreds of acres of land, so I would not have to worry about food and drink!"

"Really?" the young man said in surprise: "Can we still have land?"

"It's not just about land, we have the court and the king!"

The father shook his head and smiled bitterly, "No matter how much he said, it's useless. Let's do things."

The boy pursed his lips, his heart full of fantasies: "When will I have my own land?"

However, the heavy reality shattered his fantasy. The supervisor whipped him down hard and knocked him down directly: "I don't do things seriously, I have no food to eat this year-"

The boy vomited blood in his mouth and couldn't speak in pain.

But in this way, he didn't dare to stop and could only get up and continue working.

However, the resentment in my heart has accumulated in my chest.

I don’t know how long it took, but the clouds in the sky gradually turned red, and the sun only left half of its face. Just when everyone thought they could rest, the ground suddenly vibrated.

Not far away, a large amount of gunpowder suddenly ignited, which spread far away.

The farmers were at a loss, and even the supervisors were panicked.

At this time, the fat butler, who was well-eared, rode his horse and fled in panic.

The supervisors were also panicked and couldn't help but follow.

A long time ago, the serfs saw an army running over and shouted: "Kill the Khitan dog, kill the Khitan dog--"

The serfs lay on the ground in panic, trembling.

The decades of taming made them accustomed to obeying.

"All get up--" The man who came in a fierce manner looked at the farmers lying on the ground and said angrily: "How can a dignified Bohai man be so cowardly?"

"Bohai?"

When many people heard this familiar word, they couldn't help but feel a little confused.

If you remember correctly, this font size has disappeared for fifty years.

With oral teaching, only some people know the meaning of this name.

The leading man has long been used to such scenes.

I saw that he asked everyone to follow, and then led the army to divide the grain and money in the noble's granary one by one.

Everyone was happy, but then stopped.

Because they were worried that the Khitans would face revenge after they came back.

The man shouted directly: "I'm called Da Yuzhi, who is the royal family of Bohai. Now that Bohai Kingdom has returned, you are no longer slaves, but free people, you are no longer slaves--"

"The Khitans were entangled by the Tang people. We want to disrupt Liaodong and re-establish the Bohai Kingdom. This is our mission—"

These words were shocking.

Bohai Kingdom, royal family.

The old people's eyes were filled with tears, while the young people were very excited and hurriedly shouting to join the army and restore the country.

For a moment, people were surging, and among the gathering crowd, half of the men chose to join the army and restore the country.

Years of suffering have made the Bohai Kingdom a symbol of beauty.

The lack of exploitation from the nobles and officials of the Bohai Kingdom made many people full of longing and longing to change their destiny.

And in the manor not far away, there was also a man who distributed money and grain and shouted loudly to re-establish the Bohai Kingdom and kill all the Khitan dogs.

One, two, five, ten...

When the Khitan nobles were far away from their fiefdoms and headed to fight against the Tang soldiers, a whirlwind of restoring the country swept through the old land of the Bohai Sea.

Although the Han people, Xi people, and Jurchen people kept diluting the Bohai people, the Bohai people still accounted for the majority in this old land of Liaodong.

And those who support all this are Hu Yanzan and Yang Wansheng.

They deeply understood that although the Jurchens looked brave, they were in the end with a small number of people and could not become a climate. Even their powerful destructive power made Liaodong more interested in the Khitan.

Therefore, after using the Jurchens to break the defense line, Hu Yanzan continued to liberate the Bohai people, and even made people pretend to be the so-called royal family to inspire the Bohai Kingdom to restore the country and resist.

Because the Bohai people were almost the same as the Han people in terms of language and clothing, there was almost no dialect in the northern plains.

"As long as we are responsible for breaking the city, we will leave the rest to the people of Bohai."

Hu Yanzan said with a smile: "In less than a month, Liaodong will be in a mess!"

"No, this is not enough!"

Gao Jun, the head of the Shooting Department, said with a cold face: "We must hide all the grain in the mountains, and burn all the corn that has not yet been harvested."

"All burned?" Hu Yanzan was stunned.

"Only after burning, the people of Bohai can truly follow us!" Gao Jun sneered:
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