Wei Hui.

Yang Xiangguo stood at Weihe Wharf, watching the giant cannon loading the ship.

He has just walked here.

After all, his giant cannon moved slowly, and he came here from the Yellow River Ferry by laying the track. Along the way, there was a relatively soft Yellow River sedimentary plain. To be precise, it was actually the soft soil of the old Yellow River path, and there were many small rivers blocking it. Therefore, it was not just as simple as laying the track, but also had to continuously consolidate the road surface, and even some sections of the road had to be built on land basis...

Just like the French road construction in the era of Little Nana, land foundations were laid with stones of different sizes, and gravel was also laid on the top.

It weighs more than ten tons!

Moving more than a dozen tons of heavy objects on land in this era is really a big project.

In the end, he had walked for nearly a month for more than 100 miles in total. Moreover, because the water in the Wei River was not deep, he had to dredge the river channel.

The dock is also newly built.

In fact, all the wharfs along the way have to undergo special construction.

It has been more than two months since he crossed the Yellow River, and even the wheat harvest has ended. However, the chaos in northern Zhili has ended. All regions have basically been taken over by the Red Turban Army, including all parts of Shandong. Yang Feng went north with cannons, without delaying the operation of more than 100,000 Red Turban Army in the north and south. Dusong and other troops from Dengzhou also participated. They were sweeping across the entire north quickly, and there were no battles during this period. After all, some gentry chose to rather destroy.

Especially in Northern Zhili, there are many forts, which built by the powerful people in those places, and then gathered their tribes to guard it like a European castle.

But in the face of this general trend, everything is ultimately a mantis armed in a chariot.

In short, the three provinces in northern Zhili, Shandong and Henan have completely fallen into his hands, and the various places are waiting for his cannons to head north.

As for those gentry who needed gunfire, who had not escaped, those who had this possibility were already locked up in prison and waited for his screening.

No one killed them either.

After all, compared to killing them, it is more worth looking forward to seeing them being shot.

And they dare not commit suicide either.

Their children and grandchildren were watching Yang Xiangguo.

Under the intimidation of Yang Xiangguo's cannon, these guys who are used to calling filial piety can only laugh at the stock now, but in order not to enter the cannon themselves, they can only do this. Even those who take the initiative to go on hunger strikes were forced to be fed by their children and grandchildren. In short, they served them meticulously to enjoy the last joy of family before entering the cannon.

Filial son and virtuous grandson!

As for the tragedy that happened during the gentry's escape before...

In a chaotic world!

It's all like this.

It is better to be a peaceful dog than a person in troubled times.

Since you are already in a chaotic world, everything in a chaotic world is inevitable.

Fortunately, with the Red Turban Army taking over all over the place, everything has passed, and the corpses of the gentry who were eaten by wild dogs were also kindly buried. The blood on the ground was washed away by the rain, and the flowers were dotted among the lush wild grasses, and the earth was reborn again. The tears and death of the past have all become memories that will soon be forgotten. Firecrackers and gongs and drums from all over the place are celebrating the arrival of a new era.

Yang Xiangguo's cannon is just setting the finale for this new era.

However, this period was also the last obstacle to Yang Feng's expedition.

Going forward is all waterways.

And most of them go downstream.

"Master General, the Yellow River flows best in the north, so it avoids the disaster of taking the Huai River. With water in Hebei, the Huai River will no longer be hindered by mud and sand during the flood season."

The engineering commander beside him said carefully.

This journey was not only transporting his cannons, but also doing infrastructure. From the Han River waterway north, the roadbed was compacted by transporting cannons. Especially some sections of the road were not enough to compact due to soil problems, and stone foundations had to be laid. Therefore, it was actually a national highway. The docks along the way were reinforced, new lifting machinery was installed, shallow water channel dredging, and especially at the crossing of the Yellow River, a floating bridge had been quickly built.

Those two ends are enough to fix the iron cable.

Finally, a major artery of water and land transport starting from Guangxi and directly to Beijing was built like this. In the future, countless materials will flow on this artery.

so……

Big projects are all about doing.

The cannon transportation of Yang Xiangguo is comparable to Emperor Yang of Sui's travel to the south.

All this construction was directed by Ying Tian.

It has been seven years of training so far, and Yang Feng has finally gained the talents he wants. They can be said to be the future of this country.

Various new technologies have also been tested.

but……

It also makes these young people excited!

They have all started to have a lot of imagination and start building wonders. For example, they want to artificially restore the Yellow River to flow north. To put it simply, they are concentrating huge amounts of manpower to use natural river channels to expand and deepen them in the north, and then dig open the Yellow River from the north bank and introduce them into the new river channel.

Then everything was solved.

What is the Yellow Sea to seize the Huai River?

What is the flood of Hongze Lake?

What is the threat of the Yellow River flood in Huaibei?

All are gone.

As long as no one deliberately spreads the Yellow River, all the harms caused by the capture of the Yellow River between the Yangtze River will be solved.

Quite bold.

"Have you calculated the amount of soil that needs excavation like that?"

Yang Feng said.

"This, my subordinates believe that as long as the commander of the commander and millions of militias join forces, it will be enough to dig out this new river."

The commander-in-chief of the project said with a thrilling ambition to ask the sun and moon to change the sky.

Yang Feng patted his shoulder...

"It's right to have this ambition, but you should carefully calculate the amount of soil first!"

He said.

This is so enormous.

This project volume may not be able to be supported by modern engineering machinery.

"The Grand Marshal, Lu'an Station report, the Senate merged with the Datong State, the Datong State Council was merged into the Senate, and the Senate moved to Xi'an, and continued to use the Datong State as the national name. They also issued a letter to the world, claiming to be 100,000 Confucian scholars and 100,000 soldiers. The Confucian scholars in the world are not divided into north and south, and they all have the responsibility to protect the religion and protect the way. Even if Confucian scholars in various places have already been under the rule of the Grand Marshal, they should rise up and fight with the Grand Marshal to the end. It also shows that the destiny has ended, and only those who are virtuous live there. The heroes in the world, regardless of Hu Han, but those who kill the Grand Marshal will be the destiny of heaven, and the Datong State will take it as the main force."

A staff officer rushed to report.

Then he presented the book to the world with both hands.

Yang Xiangguo took it and opened it...

“Good writing style!”

He said.

Of course, the writing style is good.

At this time, Xi'an can be said to be full of great scholars and a lot of masters. This book of telling the world can be said to be deafening, just like the article Luo Binwang.

but……

"Give back all the heroes of the world, who dares to be the hero in this world besides the great general?"

The project commander-in-chief said.

"It may also be the bear of the bear!"

A staff officer said.

Then they and the engineers and officers around them all burst into laughter.

"Don't be proud, maybe there are people who are coaxed by them."

Marshal Yang said reservedly.

But if you think about it carefully, it's gone.

This letter of advice from the world called out that no matter Hu Han, he was just thinking about their old Mongolian masters. But the problem is that the Mongolians in the south of the Mobei have been beaten up by Yang Feng for a long time, and he was controlled by him as a title. In recent years, he spent millions of taels to build temples on the grasslands, so that there are temples everywhere on the grasslands. Because of pastoral division and those temples, many tribes have stopped nomadic. After all, for the masters, who will raise the herders after they leave?

Migrating with herdsmen?

Then can their gorgeous temples migrate with them?

Also due to the prosperity of trade, many herders have gradually begun to rely on trade, and migration means a severance of trade.

They also have to eat food and salt. Without traded food, their ability to resist natural disasters can only rely on their character. They have a wealth of wealth and don’t count them. Without food as the final guarantee, any white disaster can turn them into hunger on the grassland. They are also inseparable from fixed trade points. They have become accustomed to life closely connected with the mainland. Nomadism is very bitter, and this trade point is combined with temples, and they are eventually tied around temples.

Even those who farmed appeared at this time.

They have no courage and no ability to have other fantasies.

The rest is Lin Danhan's grandfather Bu Yantai Zhou, but unfortunately he couldn't even beat Li Chengliang. He was forced by Li Chengliang over the years and began to migrate north.

And the troops fled constantly...

After all, Li Chengliang didn't want Mongolians either.
To be continued...