Yang Feng, who captured a state city and a county seat in two days, did not stop his march. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

On the third day, he arrived in Qufu.

He's come to visit his old fabled friend.

"Dashuai, the Kong family is here!"

Xu Shou bowed down under the high platform raised by dozens of people with a reverent face, and said to Yang Feng on the throne.

Behind him, the war drum corps, which had expanded to nearly 100 people, was beating the drums desperately, and behind the high platform in front of him, the army of 20,000 people had rapidly expanded, forming a huge formation that seemed to be boundless, and everyone was hitting the ground with their weapons and striking their shields with their knives, and in the chaotic and noisy sounds, the roar of killing Hu Ge sounded from time to time, and at this moment these soldiers, who were tenant farmers, fishermen, and even beggars not long ago, had entered a state of religious fanaticism.

"Hit out! Ben Shuai was about to clean up the door on behalf of the Holy Father, what are these shameless people who have tarnished the name of Confucius doing? ”

Yang Feng sneered.

"Dashuai, that's after the saint!"

Feng Zhen, a newly recruited strategist in Yanzhou next to him, said cautiously.

He was born as a small landlord, originally had a little land in the family, but was directly encircled by a Jurchen centurion, even his wife was raped and hanged by qiang, a pair of children all starved to death, he was angry and stabbed a Jurchen on the street, and then threw himself into a group of bandits, because he was literate and became a military advisor, after Yang Feng defeated Yanzhou, they ran to run, because of his good mind, he was simply Yang Fengshou as a strategist.

"After the saints? Is a saint big or a god big? ”

Yang Feng said.

"Huh?!"

Feng Zhen hurriedly shut up.

"Yes, of course, the immortals are bigger than the saints, no matter how the Confucian saints say it, they are mortals, but the handsome immortals descend to the earth, what is the Kong family? Even if the Sage Kong came in person, he bowed his head! ”

Xu Shou said excitedly.

Then he stood up, passed through the war drum corps, pulled out the knife with his hand, walked to the Confucian envoy who was waiting for the news with the scabbard, picked up the scabbard and smashed it on the head and face, smashing the latter with his head and fleeing, Xu Shou chased and kicked in the back, and chased more than ten zhang before stopping, and then stood there arrogantly waving the knife and shouting at the city wall.

"Attack!"

Yang Feng waved his hand and said.

This kind of small county town doesn't need him to do it at all, Qufu City at this time is not the end of the Ming Dynasty, and there is no army in the city, in fact, there are hundreds of slaves of the Kong family.

Immediately after that, the 20,000 army carried the ladder and surged forward, against the weak and weak arrows shot sporadically on the city wall, and quickly stepped on the ladder to rush across the moat, dozens of soldiers with big shoulders and round waists lit the clay jar in their hands and threw it to the city, when the flames of gasoline burning exploded on the city wall, those slaves of the Kong family were also frightened and scattered, and soon there were righteous soldiers who climbed the city wall, as more and more people rushed to the city wall, the fate of this small city was doomed, and Yang Feng was already standing in front of the chaotic Confucian Mansion after half an hour.

"After you become a saint, you should be well-dressed, and when Hu Lu invades, even if you can't fight for the country, you should also follow the example of the Holy Father to cross to the south to show that you are not stained with blood, why do you stoop to Hu Lu and become a Jurchen lackey? Today, the handsome man punished the crime on behalf of the heavens, and the ancestors of Dai Erzu rebelled, cleaned up the door on behalf of the Holy Duke of Yan, dragged it out, beheaded it for public display, and sent it to Xuzhou to be transferred to the Holy Duke of Yan with his head! ”

Yang Feng pointed to Kong Zheng, the Holy Father of the Jin Kingdom, and shouted.

Kong Zheng, who had just attacked the Holy Duke of Fengyan because his father was killed by him, was stupid, and did not hesitate to fall at Yang Feng's feet, hugging his thighs and crying, but it was useless, the two soldiers immediately stepped forward, one dragged an arm, and dragged Kong Zheng to the gate of Kong's house like a dead dog, and the other two soldiers dragged a guillotine over, and in Kong Zheng's struggle and crying, he stuffed his head under the guillotine, and the soldier holding the handle of the knife pressed it suddenly without hesitation, and a human head rolled to the ground in the blood splash.

"Arrest all the men of the Kong family and follow Ben Shuai alone, and send them to Yan Sheng Gong for disposal when Ben Shuai triumphs."

Yang Feng then said.

Of course, how many are left on his triumphant day is another matter, these noble sons in fine clothes and jade food may not be able to stand the pain of tossing and turning, maybe they will have to contract a plague or something like halfway, in short, the next ......

Then they disappeared into the sea of people.

"What about the woman?"

Xu Shou asked hurriedly.

"Woman? The women brothers are divided! ”

Yang Feng said.

The soldiers behind him cheered and immediately swarmed into the gate of Kong's house.

"Also, don't forget to light a fire after cleaning up, this place has been defiled by Hu Lu, and Confucius won't sleep underground if he thinks about it, so just burn it all and purify it thoroughly, and when the Holy Duke of Yan returns, he will rebuild it himself!"

Yang Feng shouted behind the soldiers.

The soldiers were evidently obedient to the marshal's words, and a raging fire broke out in the mansion, which had been emptied that night, and all the people and belongings had been lost.

Confucius can finally rest in peace.

With the flames that soared into the sky, and the mansion that had been reduced to ruins in the fire, people could finally stop looking at him with suspicion.

Well, it's called purification.

Of course, what will happen to this land in the future, this is not something that Yang Feng needs to care about.

Laying down Qufu allowed him to obtain the largest income in the past three days, including the reward of the emperor of the Song Dynasty, plus the reward of the emperor of the Jin Kingdom, the Confucian family, which is 30,000 acres or 90,000 acres of land, the amount of grain stored even exceeds that of Yanzhou, not to mention the money they have accumulated for generations, it can be said that all the income in Rencheng and Yanzhou is not as good as the income of a Confucian mansion, for the treatment of this windfall, Yang Feng is still a simple word.

"Divided, all divided, all officers and soldiers have a share, this commander said, there are blessings and hardships!"

Yang Feng said.

"Marshal, we also have to ask for military rations!"

Feng Zhen said cautiously.

"There is no need to worry about military rations, there are countless warehouses for us to store in front, but there is one thing that must be told to the brothers, Ben Shuai is going to keep going forward to the north, so that their relatives will lose protection after the army leaves, so Ben Shuai will give them the money and grain, and they will hand it over to their families, and their families will take these money and grain to go south to Xuzhou by boat, and this place will go down the river along Surabaya, and it will not take two days to get to Xuzhou, and someone will settle them there after arriving in Xuzhou."

Yang Feng then said.

He doesn't worry about military rations, no city in front of him can last more than a day, since he is worried about what kind of military rations, just grab the official warehouses and rob those local tyrants and inferior gentry and Jurchen landlords, how can a county not be able to muster tens of thousands of people to eat food for two or three days, even if it really doesn't work, you can also ask Xiaoqian to airdrop supplies, he cares about the relatives of his subordinates.

His current tactics are standard kill-and-bury.

He killed all the officials of the Kingdom of Jin.

He killed all the landlords and gentry who collaborated with the Jin State.

And these people formed the entire system of the original regime, that is to say, he was completely purged, but he could not establish a new regime to manage the occupied areas, after all, this required a large number of talents, and none of the fishermen, tenants, beggars, and bandits under him had the ability to manage the place.

In fact, he was not prepared to manage.

Now he is like a rogue, constantly destroying all the order along the way, creating more rogues at the same time, making the common people and the Jurchens everywhere become enemies, and then leaving it alone, forcing these ordinary people who have no choice to migrate to his real control area, the final result is to turn the entire northwest of Lu into a no-man's land, and move all the people in this area to the south to enrich his own real control area, no matter what he wants to do in the future, there must be enough population to support it.

The first stage of his control area was Xuzhou and Sizhou to the west, the Huai River to the south, the sea to the east, and the modern Zaozhuang to the north, a 20,000-square-kilometer plain of Linyi.

This is the richest granary.

In modern times, the population of Lianyungang alone exceeds 5 million, and the entire area adds up to more than 20 million, so under the current technical conditions, there should not be much pressure on the population of 2 million.

And now?

It is estimated that not even 500,000 that he brought out from Bianliang is not enough.

He needs the population.

He wanted to promote new crops, he wanted to open factories, he wanted to expand the army, he even had to build a navy, it was completely impossible without a population of one million, the natural growth was too slow, and it was difficult for a large number of refugees to be produced after the armistice of Song and Jin, so if you want to expand the population rapidly, you can only adopt this somewhat insidious method.

"Dashuai, if that's ......"

Xu Shou hesitated.

"There's nothing like this, Ben Shuai is going to leave after all, even if Ben Shuai leaves you to guard these places, do you think you can hold it?"

Yang Feng said.

Xu Shou quickly shut up.

"Tell the villagers, Ben Shuai has the fairy seed in the sky, can yield thousands of catties per mu, has begun to be planted in Xuzhou, you as Ben Shuai's cronies, of course, you also have to enjoy this gift of God, but the number of this kind of good things is very limited, it takes a long time to gradually promote, if you don't go, then this kind of good thing can be given to others first!"

Yang Feng said earnestly.

"Subordinate Order!"

Xu Shou said immediately.

As for how to organize the southward migration, it will be handed over to these people, anyway, the current soldiers under Yang Feng are all locals, and they have their own relatives, and now they are in the fanatical worship of the marshal, and the marshal is still very good at speaking, not to mention the temptation of immortal seeds, as for how to move south, it is even simpler, it is nothing more than the upstream and downstream of Surabaya, and a wooden row can drift to Xuzhou in two days, otherwise Yang Feng will not choose this place to start, he just takes a fancy to the transportation advantages of this area.