I, Yang Guo's son, abducted Zhang Sanfeng and traversed countless worlds.

Chapter 523: Marshal, the weather is getting cold. I’ll give you some yellow clothes.

"Master Yang, please come out and take charge of the overall situation!"

Outside the Grand Master's Mansion, people from all over the court were kneeling on their knees.

Yang Jian had been an invisible man in the court for ten years, and almost all the factions had been compressed to the extreme. It was certainly impossible for Yu Wenyong to jump out and take over the overall situation of the court as soon as he died.

Yang Jian even almost had someone dismiss him from office. If it weren't for the protégé and former officials who stayed in the court, he wouldn't be able to secure his position as Grand Master, and even his family and life would be threatened.

Fortunately, the Northern Zhou Dynasty was not a unified country, and it still had many foreign enemies.

This is Yang Gui's method. After all, you have to control the army when you rebel. Political power comes from the barrel of a gun, so what are those civil officials in the court? Again, the Northern Zhou Dynasty was neither a unified country nor a Han country, and the status of civil officials was very weak.

Yang Gui's way of supporting Yang Jian was to cultivate foreign enemies. It's still the same as before, just spread out the "Dragon-Elephant Prajna Kung" and wait for the harvest. In Yang Gui's opinion, this technique is simply a technique that is naturally suitable for the army.

Even a stupid person can master it in a year or two as long as he is taught it. The second layer is twice as deep as the first layer and will take three to four years. The third layer is twice as deep as the second layer and takes seven or eight years. This increases exponentially.

This does not mean that everyone needs so many years. This is based on the minimum qualifications. In other words, if the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu is spread into the army, within ten years, the lowest level will be two levels, and those with a little talent for martial arts can reach three levels.

As for those who are extremely talented and can reach the fourth level in one fell swoop and become some kind of general or partial general, that is normal.

Not to mention the Northern Qi in the east, even the Nanchen over there, the small Kalami Xiliang, which was sandwiched between the three dynasties and had long been reduced to a vassal of the Northern Dynasties, had tens of thousands of Longxiang Gong soldiers.

Only the Northern Zhou Dynasty had nothing. Of course, you have to pick the weak ones. Since the Northern Zhou Dynasty is the weakest, the three countries will naturally form an alliance first and fight against the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

Think about it, these three generals with one to two hundred dragon-elephant fourth-level generals, and thousands of dragon-elephant third-level squad leaders and commanders, leading a total of tens or millions of troops, together fight against the mortal country of the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

With this configuration, even Teng Qingshan would be frightened, let alone a group of mortals from the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

How could the Northern Zhou Dynasty do anything better than others? In a short time, only a few town guards and the royal city were left, and there were not many troops left. It looked like they were about to destroy the country and the species.

The key is that they haven't given them a chance to surrender. According to common sense, it doesn't matter if we lose. The worst thing we can do is vote. There are only thousand-year-old families, not thousand-year dynasties. We, big families, can still be masters if we change our masters.

But this time it was different. Under Yang Gui's instigation, the armies of the Three Kingdoms did not harm the common people. As long as they surrendered, they could be taken under their command. However, for the aristocratic families of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, they had made it clear that they wanted to confiscate their homes. The banner of genocide came all the way, and all the wealthy families in the Northern Zhou Dynasty who were outside their territory were massacred.

This is why the group of people in the court are not afraid. The envoys sent out to negotiate peace were like nothing, and no one paid any attention to them.

At this critical moment, without Yang Gui's intervention, Yang Jian sent people to make up a few nursery rhymes and prophecies. The Northern Zhou courtiers and the new emperor Yu Wenyun, as if grasping a life-saving straw, knelt in front of Yang Jian's house every day and begged Yang Jian to come out. .

There is no way, Yang Jian is already the last savior of the Northern Zhou Dynasty in the prophecy, and the only one who can save the Northern Zhou Dynasty is Yang Jian.

Ten days later, Yang Jian, the general of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, led an army of 500,000 people and was ready to go.

When he came out with 500,000 people, everyone was shocked. Where did you get an army of 500,000 people? In this era, with the size of the country, the population and the reality, how can it allow you to maintain an army of 500,000 people?
It's very simple, there is back soil.

Houtu is the god in charge of the earth. An authentic saint does not only care about reincarnation after death, but she also cares about everything related to the earth. It doesn't require any advanced magic, just a little bit of what the Immortal has to offer is enough to make a piece of land fertile enough.

She was also entrusted by Yang Gui to make a special trip to America and brought back corn, sweet potato and potato seedlings and tubers for transplanting.

Excellent varieties and the magic of the God of the Earth, in ten years, the food cultivated can feed even 50 million people, let alone an army of 500,000.

Each person in this half-million-strong army has practiced some Wu Clan conjoined techniques. It was Hou Tu who spent a lot of effort to lower his level to the level of mortal martial arts. The effect after practice is not high, it is only slightly higher than the original version of "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong" that was handed down from Yang Gui.

Each soldier is a little stronger than the soldier on the opposite side, but that's not the case when they are gathered together. And importantly, it is now well known that if you follow Marshal Yang, you will have enough food.

You have to eat after practicing Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu. Although practicing internal martial arts is not like practicing traditional martial arts in the legend. The more you can fight, the more you eat. Tantric martial arts practitioners such as Jinlun Dharma King and Jiumozhi can still rely on a vegetarian diet. Maintain strong body functions.

But you will still be hungry if you don’t have enough to eat!
Who wants to be hungry when you can be full?

Yang Jian ended the confrontation between the two sides in only two battles. The first battle was in the territory of the Northern Zhou Dynasty. All the main forces of the Northern Qi Dynasty were defeated in one battle.

In the second game, Yang Jian fought against the Three Kingdoms on the North China Plain, which occupied the territory of Northern Qi. The army fought and won a complete victory, with numerous surrenders. Yang Jian dispatched several troops to capture and kill all the princes and royal families of Northern Qi, Nanchen, and Western Liang. Some of the aristocratic families who resisted were also killed.

The reason why aristocratic families can control political power these days, and even have the power to subvert the imperial power, is simply because they control most of the fertile land and food output, the channels for talent promotion and training capabilities, and a large part of the hearts and minds of soldiers.

Now anyway, Marshal Yang has enough food under his command. The golden corn, the sweet and soft roasted sweet potatoes, and the potatoes that are both vegetables and grains are like fairy food dropped from the sky. Together with the blessing of the earth's magic, they can directly The land and food output of major aristocratic families were reduced to rubbish.

What about talent development? In the past ten years, Hou Tu has trained an army of 500,000 people. They not only learn the exercises according to the movements, but also learn to read the characters and recognize the secrets themselves. Only then can they learn.

This resulted in Yang Jian's army not only being able to fight, but also being able to read. There is no need for profound knowledge, the Confucian classics themselves are just bullshit. As long as you have the ability to read and write and have basic logical thinking, you are enough to be the governor of a county at this time.

After all, in this day and age, Cao Zhengchun said it well: when people are hungry, they often have only one worry. In today's environment, as long as you can lead the people under your rule to farm the land, produce food so that they can eat enough, spin some cotton and linen to keep warm, and manage large-scale armed fights or murders, you are already a master of Qingtian. .

The family’s army? It has been proven with actual actions that it is far from a match for Marshal Yang's army, and even 800,000 versus 600,000 cannot defeat Yang Jian's army. What else is there to say? The superiority barriers of the aristocratic family collapsed at this moment. When they were dragged out by the oppressed people in the past to confiscate their homes and exterminate their clans, they suddenly realized that they were no different from these mud-legged people.

The blood of the children of the aristocratic family is also red, and there is no second life. If the head is cut off, it will not grow back.

Another decade.

It took Yang Jian ten years to almost completely eliminate his influence in the court of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and he hid at home to maintain his health. In his second decade, he brought all Northern Qi, Southern Chen, and Western Liang under his rule. Northern Qi destroyed the country, and Southern Chen and Western Liang were just his puppets.

The popularity at this time is unprecedented. In the realm of the Three Kingdoms, he is simply the supreme emperor of the Three Kingdoms.

As the situation improved, many players who overestimated their capabilities emerged in the Northern Zhou Dynasty, trying to pick Yang Jian's peaches and kill Yang Jian by relying on righteousness, cutting off supplies, etc.

This move was also strongly recognized by the new emperor Yu Wenyun.

The emperor, there is a general leading an invincible army of 500,000 people outside, how can he still sleep peacefully? You have to try, after all, judging from the previous situation, even if you don't resist so openly, you will still be killed after being deposed by the powerful officials.

The Xiaomin Emperor Yuwenjue and the Ming Emperor Yuwenyu who were killed by Yuwenhu are still hanging bloody. One is his third uncle, and the other is his concubine.

No matter what, it is death, why not give it a try, what if Yang Jian really loses his mind and is as brain-dead as the general in the female novel, and really hands over the military power to his own liking?
As a human being, you still have to have dreams.

As for the Zen position to save your life? It’s not that no emperor can do it, such as the great Song Huizong. But in most cases, no emperor would take the initiative to meditate in such a situation before the powerful minister's knife was put to his neck.

That was the greatest power in the world. For this power, the royal family would kill each other's parents and brothers. How could he give it up so easily? No way! Later, Emperor Huizong of Song at least abdicated to his own son.

What is Yang Jian? A Han Chinese, I, the Xianbei tribe, give him the Zen position? Have sweet dreams!

"Commander, your Majesty has come to call for the gold medal of the army class teacher again." Yang Gui walked into the commander's tent from the outside, and threw the gold medal in his hand towards the table in front of Yang Jian with a smile, and it landed on it with a "clang". caught Yang Jian's eyes.

"Reply quickly. Hey, how many times is this, is it the eighteenth time?" Yang Jian held the gold medal in his hand and shaped it into a ball. This grip strength is extraordinary. The gold medal is a gold medal in name, but in fact it is just a metal medal dyed golden yellow.

Gold is very precious, and the emperor has no money to spend it. He even sends eighteen gold medals to the generals outside. What a boy. Originally, they were worried about not having military pay. Isn't this what happened?
The emperor would not do such stupid things. To be honest, just like "golden inscriptions" refers to the words engraved on metals such as metal tripods, gold generally does not refer to gold, but to metal. After all, due to ancient mining and smelting technology, whether it is iron or copper, it is very valuable.

Even if there really is that wealthy emperor, it would be nice to plate it with gold.

Therefore, this thing is actually very hard, but in Yang Jian's hands, it is like rubber and can be easily squeezed into a round ball, which shows its terrifying strength.

"Ancestor, the Yue Fei you told me about back then only had twelve gold medals. This guy Yu Wenyun has eighteen gold medals?" Yang Jian squinted his eyes and shot out a dangerous light.

"I even specially married my daughter to him as a queen, just to let him calm down for a while. Now it seems that Hu people are not good at all. Four queens, on the same day in April, who is in charge of this deep palace inner courtyard? ? Absolutely ridiculous!”

Unlike the traditional monogamy of the Han people, the Hu people did not care much about it. They put their primitive desires on the surface, and all women were wives. Of course, most of the wives had no power.

Therefore, Yang Jian's eldest daughter Yang Lihua did not have a good life with Yu Wenyun. Yang Jian had long wanted to kill this Xiao Deng.

"Then what are you waiting for? Northern Qi and Southern Chen were wiped out easily by you. Are you still afraid of Northern Zhou? Now without you, Northern Zhou is not as good as that small place in Xiliang." Yang Gui clapped his hands and encouraged: "Go back to the capital and kill them He's a bitch, let's call ourselves emperor."

"But my reputation will be recorded in history books in the future..." Yang Jian is still a Han after all, and he likes to care about some vague posthumous names. In this regard, I am not as good as Westerners. How can I care about the flood after I die?
"Oh, you're just a mouthful." Yang Gui sighed and pointed to the door of the tent, "Commander, please move, let's review the troops."

"Ah? Oh, okay, let's go." Yang Jian was confused for a moment subconsciously, and then nodded. Over the past twenty years, he had almost developed absolute trust in his ancestor, whom he later recognized.

Yang Jian sent an order to summon all the troops stationed around. Those who cannot stand in the school military field should stand aside or outside. In short, the whole army must be gathered.

The troops under Yang Jian's command had all practiced a little bit, and it would not be too much to call them martial arts masters. Therefore, they gathered very quickly. Before long, there was already a large group of people under the commander's platform.

"Okay, we are gathered here today because..." Yang Gui stood up and gave a long and stinky opening speech, then stepped aside to let Yang Jian out, "Next, Let’s ask the commander to give you a lecture! Everyone applauds!”

"Pah, pah, pah, pah..." The audience burst into applause, and Yang Jian looked confused. "No, ancestor, what am I talking about?"

"You're a waste." Yang Gui sent a message into the secret, "When people come out to become soldiers, what do they want?

Isn’t that just having enough food and clothing to benefit your family? What else do you need to motivate the army these days? Give them adequate military pay, good food, meat and clothing, and pensions when you die. If you have everything, then you can raise the standards a little higher. Do you need me to teach you? "

"Oh oh oh, okay." Yang Jian said a few words in confusion and confusion according to Yang Gui's words, and promised to improve his salary. Suddenly, there was thunderous cheers and applause.

At this moment, a huge evil wind blew, flying sand and rocks, and broke the big scroll with the word "Zhou" in it. Just as everyone was looking at each other in shock, Yang Gui took out a yellow cloak from somewhere and put it on Yang Jian.

"Commander, it's getting cold. I'll give you some extra clothes."

(End of this chapter)