Adhering to the emperor's will, Zhang Yang's criteria for selecting people were very strict, even harsh.

Not only are they required to be good at martial arts, but they also need to be good-looking and preferably able to speak Chinese.

No older ones. I would rather choose a child in his teens than an old man in his fifties.

Don't be too poor. To enter the camp, you must at least have complete weapons and war horses.

The last one alone kept countless people away. After they were defeated, they wished they had wings and fled as far away as possible, and their weapons had long been thrown away.

Even the war horses were killed by some people to satisfy their hunger.

Zhang Yang spent two days selecting only more than 300 people.

The remaining people were angry and gathered outside the imperial camp to protest, asking the Han emperor to relax the conditions and allow them to join the Duliao camp.

Liu Xiezheng was discussing with Huchuquan, Qubei and others about going to Meiji. Hearing the noise outside, he was very unhappy.

When asked about the situation, Liu Xie looked at Huchuquan with a gloomy face. "Chanyu, what do you think we should do?"

Hu Chuquan is very embarrassed.

These people were originally the subordinates of Shanyu Ting, that is, the tribe of Shanyu Ting, but now they are vying to join the Duliao camp. Shanyu's face is swollen.

"Is there no way to resettle the Chan Yu?" Liu Xie asked again, looking at Qu Bei and others.

Qubei and others were also speechless.

They also wanted to bring these prisoners over to strengthen their own strength, but they did not dare to ask. They only brought a thousand people, and they did not have the strength to fight against the Han army. Moreover, Luo was defeated by the Han army, so they had no confidence.

I don't even have the shame to ask for these prisoners.

Now, I am even more shameless.

Even if they wanted it, the prisoners wouldn't want it.

If you join the Duliao camp, you can move to the rich inner county in five years. Who would want to follow them and herd sheep here?

What they are worried about now is not what will happen to these people, but that their subordinates also want to join the Duliao camp.

Except for the nobles who are living a good life, how many ordinary Huns are not interested in a stable life?

Qubeishunshi asked a question that concerned them all.

"Your Majesty will move the Duliao Camp to Chengyi. What will happen in Meiji?"

Liu Xie was very surprised. "The Du Liao Camp was originally set up to guard against the Northern Huns. Now although the Northern Huns are dead, there are still Xianbei. The Du Liao Camp went north to Chengyi, and it was to guard against Xianbei invasion. Xianbei could not enter the fortress, and Meiji

Why not be content with yourself?"

Qubei and the others looked confused.

What they were worried about was not Xianbei, they were worried about the Huns themselves.

Of course there is no problem for the emperor to be here. What if the emperor leaves and another rebellion breaks out, but the Duliao camp is far away in Chengyi?

But they dare not say that if the emperor does not leave and stays in Meiji, the trouble will be even greater.

Liu Xie understood the Huns' little intentions and did not expose them.

He discussed with the generals the restoration of Xihe County, and it was impossible for the Huns not to hear about it at all.

But the restoration of Xihe County is the Han Dynasty's own business, and the Huns are not qualified to make irresponsible remarks. Moreover, he has not yet made a conclusion, and it is not easy for the Huns to ask questions.

The two sides guessed each other's riddles and tested each other's bottom line.

He just wants to slowly oppress them and make them accept the reality unconsciously.

Keep rubbing, you might get in at some point.

Both parties had their own thoughts and continued to discuss the matter of going to Meiji.

In fact, getting to Meiji is very simple. After leaving the desert, walk about a hundred miles south and you will arrive at Meiji.

?Luo has been annihilated, and Baima Tong has never appeared. Even if someone wants to take action, they must consider whether they have the strength.

The question is what to do after going to Meiji, whether to stay in Meiji and wait for the various tribes to become vassals, or to take the initiative and annihilate them one by one.

Especially Xiutuge's White Horse Copper is a powerful enemy and should not be underestimated.

Even the emperor of the Han family may not be able to defeat him.

Right now we can only take one step at a time.

"Chanyu, it's time to bring back the subordinates from Hedong." Liu Xie said to Huchuquan: "Calculating the time, when they arrive, all the ministries should also arrive, and the canonization ceremony will be held."

Huchuquan nodded submissively and looked at Qubei and the others for help.

I have no choice but to pretend to be deaf and dumb.

Liu Xie finally decided to "concess" to the petitioning prisoners.

Prisoners who have not been able to join the Duliao camp can still live in the jurisdiction of the Duliao camp, but they must pay taxes to the Duliao camp every year. Those who cultivate the land pay grain, those who herd cattle and sheep, and those who do business pay taxes, similar to the Han people's household registration.

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Accordingly, the Duliao Camp will provide them with protection and relief in times of disaster, and will give them priority to join the Duliao Camp when they meet the conditions. If they have not been able to join the Duliao Camp, as long as they are in the jurisdiction of the Duliao Camp

After paying taxes in Neijun for more than ten years, you can move to Neijun.

These conditions are not generous, but they are still much better than living as a nomad on the grasslands or being a slave to a tribal leader.

Except for the former tribal leader who felt aggrieved, most of the Huns were satisfied.

Considering that the war was not over yet and Zhang Yang could not go to his post, all the Huns followed him to Meiji.

Since Qiang Qu was killed and Yu Fuluo and others fled, there are not many people in Meiji, and there is enough place to temporarily resettle these people.

Northland, Lingwu Valley.

Baima Tong sat on a dry tree trunk, picking his teeth with a short knife while looking at Yang Xiu.

This boy from the Han family has very strong bones. Even after being imprisoned for more than ten days, his waist is still straight.

He is worthy of being a descendant of the Yang family of Hongnong.

"Are you comfortable?" Baima Tong grinned, showing his neat teeth. "How about it? Are you willing to agree to my conditions?"

Yang Xiu sneered, sat down on the side, crossed his legs, and gently dusted his dusty trousers.

"You have only two choices: die or surrender." Yang Xiu said lightly: "Other than that, there are no conditions."

Baima Tong stared at Yang Xiu for a while, then threw his head back and laughed.

He pointed his dagger at Yang Xiu. "You scholars know how to talk big words. If I don't surrender, what can you do to me? Can your emperor send another Lieutenant Duan here? Yes, I remember you, too."

Lieutenant, it's not like he was sent here."

"You don't deserve it." Yang Xiu endured the anger in his heart, not wanting to be angered by Baima Tong.

"So, your emperor won't come either?" Baima Tong chuckled: "You don't think that your father is more noble than your emperor, do you? But maybe, in the eyes of you Han people, that little emperor

It’s really nothing.”

"You are even less worthy." Yang Xiu emphasized his tone.

He knew that the emperor's troops were limited and he did not have enough baggage. It was still possible to wait for Baima Tong in Meiji, but the possibility of taking the initiative to attack Baima Tong was infinitely close to zero.

Otherwise, the emperor would not send him as an envoy.

But he couldn't lose his momentum.

"Then who will kill me?" Baima Tong laughed.

He had just received news that the Han army had arrived in the Shaling Lake area and was about to be ambushed by Luo. He didn't know whether Luo could win, but he believed that even if Luo was defeated, the Han emperor would not be able to pursue him to the north.

The land comes.

"Why should the emperor personally attack you to kill you?" Yang Xiu pretended to be disdainful. "With an edict, I can take your head."

"Oh? Huangfu Song is dead, Dong Zhuo is also dead, who among you Han people is so powerful? Huo Qubing?"

"..." Yang Xiu was speechless and felt complicated.

Baima Tong just laughed twice, then suddenly stopped, squinted his eyes, and looked into the distance.

A horse came galloping forward, its hooves flying and kicking up billowing smoke.

After a while, the knight rushed to the white horse, rolled his saddle and fell off the horse.
Chapter completed!