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"Hehe …" Mr. Xun Yu, if everyone was doing business, who would they sell to? I can tell you for sure that we don't have to divide up the work. Naturally, there are people who work in the fields, people who do business, people who do work, and people who fish. No matter what they do, as long as they contribute to the society, we will encourage them and hire them to be our County Magistrate's History. "

When Yang Lin designed this system, he had already thought of elite politics. Only by nurturing a large group of responsible elites would this society be stable. The elites that Yang Lin wanted to nurture were not inherited, nor bestowed by the Emperor, but earned by himself. Whether it's business, farming, fishing, working, joining the army, fighting, being an official, or serving as a magistrate, as long as you pay a certain amount of taxes or make a significant contribution to society, you can participate in the management of society.

The time when the Scholars was the most powerful in the history of China was when the Sima family, which was originally the Scholars, borrowed the power of the Scholars. They eventually eliminated the three warlords Cao Cao, Liu Bei, and Sun Quan, who were not from the Scholars, and thus unified China. A history of the Three Kingdoms was actually a history of the war between the Scholars.

Until the implementation of the imperial examination system, when the rule of the Scholars had completely ended, when the bureaucratic groups replaced the Scholars groups, the imperial power would become supreme. The exam content of the imperial examination system is not important. What is important is that the system subverts the hereditary tendency in a gentle way. The winner of the examination was not a nobleman, but a bureaucrat. Scholars across the country were selected and evaluated on the same scale, and they were incorporated into a common bureaucracy.

Whether this change is "good" or "bad" is hard to answer. Thus, those vegetarian corpses and insatiable Scholars disappeared. What they got in return was an emperor who could do whatever he wanted, and millions more officials who were as shameless and amassed as the Scholars. A chaotic and cruel era of the Scholars had disappeared just like that.

As a modern man, Yang Lin knew that if anyone and any organization wanted to establish a power, they must have their own power foundation. Everyone knew that they had to be the The people of the world, but it was impossible for everyone to be the owner of the house in The people of the world.

The society's elite that Yang Lin was trying to create was a lively elite class. Everyone could become an elite through their own efforts, and the current elite would become ordinary people if they didn't work hard.

The strategists were all silent for a while, as if they were thinking of Yang Lin's idea. They were so shocked that their clever brains could not adjust for a moment. After a while, Kuai Yue stood up again and asked carefully.

"Lord General, will the Emperor agree to this method of yours?"

"I think the Emperor will agree, and so will the ministers. Mr. Kuai Yue, you have to draft a report on Recital for the Emperor, and at the same time draft two announcements, announcing the land tax collection order and the County Magistrate's History employment order. Whether they agree or not, it is important that we pacify the rebellion and take the grain first. "

As for suppressing the annexation of A powerful landowner's land, the Emperors of the Han Dynasty had already tried it out. They also wanted to restrict the power of the Scholars and strengthen the central imperial power. The Hanling Emperor also wanted to revive the Han family. He should strongly support Yang Lin in stirring up the interest of the Scholars. As for the ministers of the Scholars, as long as they made simple changes and distributed the land to their children, they would be able to participate in the management of the society by paying 20% of the land tax to the officials. They should be able to accept that. Under the clear and cold moonlight, Zhang Banxian stood on top of a hill. Four cavalry units and more than ten thousand cavalry of Youzhou were spread out behind them. Their eyes were staring straight ahead. Over three thousand Wuhuan cavalry s and three thousand fresh warriors were fighting in an inextricable manner.

"Military Advisor, let's rush down and kill them all."

Jiang Tai and Hou Shan were right behind Zhang Banxian. Ever since they followed Qin Ming and Qin Liang and surrendered to cavalry of Youzhou, they had not been able to obtain the opportunity to make a meritorious service. Jiang Tai finally could not hold it in and immediately requested for a battle with Zhang Banxian.

"Hehe …" What's the hurry? Isn't it interesting to see them kill each other? "

Zhang Banxian looked at the carnage in front of him and laughed happily. He did not have the passion to kill others like Jiang Tai and Hou Shan. If only Urushion and fresh inferior killed themselves, he would be happy and just pick up their women, sheep, and tents and leave.

Although the more than ten thousand war horses had stealthily approached, the snorts of their war horses were still heard, alarming fresh inferior and Urushion who were fighting desperately in the canyon. They instinctively stopped fighting and looked up in fear, only to see a black mass of cavalry standing in the snowy plains like ghosts under the hazy moonlight.

"Chinese soldiers!"

"cavalry of Youzhou!"

Almost at the same time, gokuda and Ge Wuka screamed in shock as they looked at the scene in front of them with terror. Although their hatred was as deep as the sea, they each held their weapons in their hands. That was because before them was a greater and common enemy.

Under the bright moonlight, they could see very clearly the more than ten thousand strong and vigorous cavalry, their armor shining coldly under the moonlight like cold glare s, the tall and sturdy war horses were in high spirits, with long sabers hung from their waists, and strong bows on their backs, staring ahead with a cold expression.

At the moment, the fresh inferior and the Urushion still had more than five thousand people, of which more than two thousand were fresh inferior, more than two thousand were Urushion. The knights from the two clans grouped together into countless small groups, with their swords and sabers facing each other, guarding against each other.

"The Urushion s and fresh inferior s across us, listen up. Whoever dares to resist or flee shall be killed! "

Suddenly, someone from the Chinese army shouted. Upper Valley County's and fresh inferior's could understand Chinese and were stunned on the spot. More than ten thousand cavalrymen drew their sabers and raised them high up in the air, waiting for the order to charge.

"Retreat!"

gokuda hurriedly swept her eyes over the cavalry on the other side, and her heart could not help but feel cold. There were more than ten thousand people in Chinese cavalry, so no matter how brave they were, they would not be a match. He could not care about the Urushion anymore as she waved the scimitar in her hand in the air before turning her horse around and running.

In that moment, Ge Wuka also raised his blade, and was about to let everyone retreat, when he suddenly saw the women and children. Maybe they were running, but not a single one of them could escape. The scimitar he raised up unwillingly put it down.

"Sun Xia, Sun Zhong, Jiang Tai, Hou Shan, it's time for you to earn merits! Separate and chase after the fleeing fresh inferior!" Seeing that the fresh inferior was about to run, the Zhang Banxian smiled and pointed the horsewhip in her hand towards him, shouting out orders for battle.

"Kill …"

The cavalry of Youzhou roared, the big blade in their hands dancing in the air, illuminating the hazy night sky. The six thousand odd riders divided into two, rolling forward at the same time. The two riders on the left and right pounced towards the fleeing fresh inferior like a pair of iron pincers, with tens of thousands of iron hooves mercilessly crushing down towards him.

The cavalry of Youzhou's army was already very close, and while the fresh inferior was retreating, he was delayed for less than fifteen minutes. The cavalry of Youzhou caught up to him, and the six thousand cavalry soldiers were like a surging wave that swallowed the fresh inferior in an instant.

"Pu!"

The sharp blade stabbed into the human body, and the crisp sound of blood splashed everywhere. The dozens of fresh horse riders who were running behind were instantly chopped down by the long blade. With an ear-piercing sound, the cold long knife s mercilessly cut open the fresh inferior's body. In just a moment, hundreds of people fell into a pool of blood while wailing in pain. Only a few fresh inferior's were able to attack back with their swords held, because they were too focused on escaping.

At this time, the cavalry of Youzhou's saddle, stirrups, long knife, armor and other equipment showed incomparable superiority. fresh inferior who turned around to shoot an arrow would often only hear a crisp sound as the Arrows broke the arrow shaft on the armor. But what awaited them was cavalry of Youzhou's long battle blade!

Seeing fresh inferior being mercilessly killed, Ge Wuka did not know whether to be happy or sad. Facing such a strong cavalry of Youzhou, Ge Wuka felt a deep fear from the bottom of his heart. However, he did not dare run, nor did he dare to move even a little, because the remaining six thousand odd cavalrymen were split into two, quietly guarding the surroundings of the Urushion. If he were to move, that handsome scribe would most likely order his death to kill Urushion.

The battle with the fresh inferior did not take long. Under the continuous attacks from the two cavalry of Youzhou s, the fresh inferior quickly collapsed. Although they were from a fierce race on the grassland, in front of the strong cavalry of Youzhou, the exhausted fresh inferior was unable to retaliate. Only more than two hundred fresh inferior had escaped into the vast snowy night.

"We surrender!" Ge Wuka powerlessly lowered his head and said to the Wuhuan Warrior beside him. He knew better than anyone that if he dared to make a single move today, they would be completely wiped out.

"These Han Chinese are cunning and sinister. That Yang Lin is simply a demon. We have surrendered, what can we do?" With Ge Wuka's father dead, the people around him did not agree with his position, and immediately someone raised an objection.

"Didn't you see? Would these Chinese cavalry let us go? "Whether you like it or not, I've decided to surrender." Ge Wuka was truly angry. He ignored the gazes of the others, placed the scimitar back into its scabbard, then raised his right hand and shouted loudly. "Warriors of Ge Wuka, those who are willing to surrender, follow me!"

The Wuhuan cavalry hesitated for a moment before they followed him out. Even the Urushion who were opposed to surrender followed after seeing that the number of people beside them was decreasing. They walked to a spot that was a few dozen steps away from Zhang Banxian, jumped off their horses, and kneeled on the ground.

No one was not afraid of death, even the barbaric nomadic peoples s were afraid of death! They were as strong as the Great Hun of the past, and the entire clan of the Huns had surrendered to the Darkhan Empire. They had also tasted the sweetness of surrender, and as long as they expressed their allegiance, they would be rewarded. Even if they were to fall in reverse, they would still benefit from it.

But this time, they met Yang Lin.

Zhang Banxian waved her hand, bringing Qin Ming, Qin Liang, Zhao Hong and Han Zhong to the front, the six thousand over riders split into two sides and encircled them. Looking at the black mass of Urushion kneeling on the ground, he seemed to hesitate. After thinking for a moment, he said lightly, "Are you guys sincerely surrendering?"