"He Yin County Magistrate He Qi greets the Provincial Governor!”The old man bowed to Liu Qing in a neither servile nor overbearing manner.
"Inform the people. It's a pity that they've gone home!”
Liu Qing's nose turned sour as he turned around and walked towards the Bei Wei Army.
He was the governor of Bingzhou and the general of the northern garrison, but he was also a human. In his previous life, he had only learned about the cruelty of the foreign tribes and the abuse of the Great Han people from books.
Now, seeing the miserable state of the commoners with his own eyes, his heart clenched tightly.
"Uncle He, we've already conquered He Yin. All the Wuwan Hu inside have been killed. Tell the villagers to go home!”Lu Bu persuaded.
"Good!"
"Go home!" He Qi laughed heartily and turned around to shout at the people of He Yin, telling them that He Yin had been conquered and they could go home.
"God, you've finally opened your eyes!”
"My poor three sons were all killed by those damn thieves!”
"My Great Han Wang Jun has finally come. Seven years, a whole seven years!”
Cries and cries rang out from the mouths of the commoners. The resentment they had been suppressing in their hearts towards the Great Han Dynasty, the foreign tribes, and the Imperial Court was now being relieved and excited.
When Liu Qing led 10,000 people back to He Yin, the sky was already bright. The soldiers who had stayed behind to clean up the city had already cooked meat porridge, and many rice cakes left behind by the Wuwan people were also brought out.
The porridge stall was set up outside the city, facing the mountain of corpses and sea of blood of the Wuwan people.
"Bah, this bunch of beasts!"
He Qi walked over to the pile of corpses and spat. Then, he walked to the porridge stall and began to help the soldiers get porridge for the people.
He Qi's actions seemed to have set a precedent. Before eating, the commoners all lined up in front of the pile of corpses and spat on them. Only then did they drink the meat porridge in satisfaction.
After dinner.
Liu Qing arranged for the soldiers to rest. Tomorrow, he would gradually recover Wuyuan and then move to the other counties to drive the foreign tribes out of Bingzhou.
Now, the Yellow Turban was about to rise. Traces of the Road of Peace had already appeared in Taiyuan, Shangdang, and other places in Bingzhou. If he did not recover Bingzhou quickly, once the Yellow Turban War broke out, the foreign tribes would definitely take this opportunity to attack the Great Han again.
At noon, at the county magistrate's residence.
Lu Bu hurriedly pushed open the door and said,""My lord, there are not many Wuwan people in other places. Moreover, Uncle He said that Wuwan Chanyu Tadun is not in Bingzhou!”
"Yes!"
Liu Qing put away his brush, folded the silk book on the table, and said in a deep voice,""Send this letter to the Yin Mansion and order Ye Wang to gather the officials. Although He Yin has been recovered, it's no different from an empty city. We still need to move the people from other places to live!”
"Yes!" Lu Bu replied.
Liu Qing rested in He Yin for a day. After replenishing his supplies, he began to move toward the other counties.
For a moment.
All the counties in Bingzhou that had fallen had entered an era of slaughter. The Northern Battlefront Army had achieved good results. They recovered the counties, moved the people, governed the country, and distributed fertile land. All of this was carried out in tacit cooperation.
As time passed. As the autumn approached, the weather became colder and colder. It had been more than a month since Liu Qing recovered He Yin.
At this point, several counties in Bingzhou had already received the notice from the Great Han Dynasty. Only Shuofang had yet to return.
Shuofang Region's Linrong, Woye, Guangmu, Shuofang, Dacheng and Sanfeng counties had a complicated situation.
Once, when the Southern Xiongnu surrendered to the Great Han, Shuofang became the trading ground between the Southern Xiongnu and Great Han.
After Tan Shihuai defeated the Han army, the South Xiongnu immediately attacked Shuofang and Shangjun. At the same time, Wuwan and Xianbei also attacked Shuofang.
Therefore, this county could be considered to be shared by the three races. It would be extremely difficult for Liu Qing to recover Shuofang.
Just as the flames of war were wreaking havoc in Bingzhou, Luoyang's war of words without smoke also unfolded.
In the south study of the Imperial Palace.
Liu Hong looked at the battle report of Bingzhou that had been sent through secret channels, and a sickly blush appeared on his cheeks.
"Father!"
Liu Hong said excitedly," Bingzhou is a great victory. We have eight counties and 92 counties in our hands. We are just short of Shuofang County and six counties to completely conquer Bingzhou!"”
"Congratulations, Your Majesty!"
"Your Majesty is blessed by the heavens. Unfortunately, if Provincial Governor Liu had been born two years earlier, Your Majesty would not have to worry so much!”Zhang Rang said respectfully.
"Such a great victory, why didn't Ziyu send back the battle report?" Liu Hong asked curiously.”
"Eh!"
Zhang Rang was slightly taken aback. He said bitterly," Provincial Governor Liu is fighting in the front line. The government affairs have been handed over to the fake Provincial Governor Xun Yu. His battle report has been sent to the General's residence. It should have been kept by the General. As far as I know, the General did not send a single soldier to Bingzhou. He did not even send food and armaments!”
"Bastard!"
Liu Hong threw the bamboo slip on the ground and said angrily,""He Jin dared to withhold the battle report of such a great victory that roused the hearts of the people. What is his motive? Do you want to rebel?"
"This servant does not know!" Zhang Rang said in panic.
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