boyutpedia Chapter 482: Miscegenation and Assimilation Policy
Chapter 482: Miscegenation and Assimilation Policy
General Yuwen looked solemn, and the veins on his palms were exposed as he pressed on the desk. "Could it be that those people today used the Red Sun Country's bird guns?"
You know, the most powerful weapon so far is the Red Sun Country’s bird gun!
The citizens of the Red Sun Country all live on a small island, with a total population of no more than 30,000 to 40,000. Could it be that they no longer want to stay isolated and want to dominate the world?
The Red Sun Nation has such a small population. Even if the whole world was given to them, could they swallow it?!
The two scouts had the most say at this time. One of the tall scouts stepped forward and said, "General, I am 100% sure that the guns used this time were not muskets!"
It's not like they haven't seen the Red Sun Country's bird guns before. They have to reload bullets after each shot, and their speed is very slow, and the firepower is not that great.
The other side was using a lump of iron carried on their shoulders. With a whoosh, they crossed the plain and could directly overturn a tent.
The object hit by this iron lump was shattered into pieces, and there was no intact piece of meat left.
It's not like being hit by a bird gun, where there's just a hole on the body and you can still continue to fight against the enemy.
The other scout shook his head like a rattle and retorted loudly, "General, the iron lumps used by the enemy are powerful enough to break through thousands of troops! They are simply not comparable to a small bird gun!"
General Yuwen knew clearly that the two scouts under his command had seen bird guns before.
If they can say with such certainty that the other party is not using a bird gun, then it is definitely not a bird gun.
"General, if it is true as they said, if the other side destroys the Northern Desert Army, it will be easy for them to destroy our army."
The deputy general frowned and looked at General Yuwen with worried eyes.
Even though General Yuwen had fought many battles in the south and the north for many years, cold sweat broke out on his forehead at this moment, and the chill on his back penetrated deeply into his spine and went straight to the top of his head.
After so many years of guarding the border, this is the first time I feel the terrifying feeling of death coming and being strangled by its throat.
After a long while, under the expectant eyes of the deputy general and others, General Yuwen finally spoke in a cold voice: "If the enemy does not move, I will not move. If the enemy moves, we will think of a countermeasure. In short, the best strategy is to respond to all changes with constancy and to use stillness to control movement."
If the other party really intends to destroy the Beimo army and the Xisheng army at the same time, then this general will just fight to the death and risk his life!
The deputy general and others saw General Yuwen's determination from his expression, and they all took their leave and went back to prepare.
When they left their homes and came to the border to guard the frontier, these soldiers had already prepared to return with their bodies wrapped in horse skins.
It's just that I was mentally prepared for this before the fight even started, and I just felt a little frustrated.
"You two continue to go and find out where the other party comes from?"
General Yuwen waved his hand to signal the two scouts to continue to investigate, while he began to write a letter home, preparing for the worst.
When Mu Qingqing and Ye Nanli prepared all the food, each of them held a cup of fragrant, refreshing and appetite-stimulating black coffee.
The two men leaned on a folding chair, drinking coffee comfortably, their eyes leisurely glancing at the Flying Tigers and mercenaries who were doing the cleanup work.
"Ari, how about having Dad and Xiaojiu go to the palace tomorrow and tell the emperor about what's going on here? Let him arrange for the contact officials as soon as possible so that we can set off as soon as possible and destroy Medicine King Valley!"
Ye Nanli had a contemptuous smile on his face, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Qingqing, you can take care of this matter! But how should we deal with the lower-class people in the border area of Beimo Country?"
Ye Nanli has been marching and fighting for many years, and has always been kind to the lower-class people.
The people of Beimo Kingdom are tough and the main reason for this trend is to have enough food to eat and not starve to death.
Mu Qingqing took a sip of coffee and leaned her head lazily on Ye Nanli's chest. "Ah Li, have you heard of inter-racial marriage and assimilation policy? After years of getting along, both sides will adapt to each other's living habits and achieve the effect of assimilation."
The common people don’t actually care who becomes the emperor of this country. What they care about is whether this emperor can bring benefits to their lives.
No matter how tough the lower-class people of Beimo Kingdom are, they are now the defeated party and have no bargaining power.
As long as the officials stationed here are strong and use some policies that benefit both the country and the people, why should we be afraid of their rebellion?
By then, they will wish to be controlled by Donglin Kingdom for a long time and become its subjects!
Anyway, Mu Qingqing had planned from the beginning to monopolize the livestock breeding industry in the four countries.
The geographical environment and the indigenous people of Beimo Kingdom are just right for doing this business well.
Provide them with a comfortable life so they don’t have to worry about starving or freezing all year round.
And the other party puts in the corresponding labor and provides you with high-quality chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep. It is a win-win situation. Why not do it?
Mu Qingqing made up her mind, so she nestled in Ye Nanli's arms and began to discuss the next steps with Ali Jiujiu.
Mu Qingqing: Xiaojiu, are you asleep?
Ali Jiujiu said in a arrogant tone: Host, don't you know best whether I sleep or not? Tell me, what else do you need me to do?
Mu Qingqing could guess how arrogant Ali Jiujiu was right now, and she gritted her teeth: Xiaojiu, don't think that I can't do anything to you just because you're relying on your mother! Humph, be careful or I'll go on strike!
Ali Jiujiu's fawning voice followed: Host, host, why are you arguing with a child like me? Tell me, what do you want me to do?
Mu Qingqing then gave him a detailed oral report on everything that happened after the special training.
Let him go to the palace with the Prime Minister's father early tomorrow morning and have a good chat with the Emperor.
As for how to talk, Mu Qingqing believed that even without the wise man Ali Jiujiu, the experienced (and cunning) prime minister father would be enough.
Prime Minister Mu, who was lying on the outside of the extra-large and wide Simmons bed, had no idea what delicious food he had dreamed of, and he rubbed Ali Jiujiu, who was sandwiched between the couple.
He kept talking in his sleep, "Xiaojiu, this pork elbow is delicious. Dad will take you to eat it..."
Fortunately, Ali Jiujiu is just a system tool and his body temperature is always kept constant.
Otherwise, he would be sandwiched between Prime Minister Mu and Qin Yao every night, covered with a thick goose down quilt, and would be so hot that he would die.
Ali Jiujiu nestled obediently in Prime Minister Mu's arms, her two big Caslande eyes blinking with light.
Thinking about how to tell the Prime Minister about this great achievement tomorrow, and how to trick the Emperor, I hope to give the Northern Desert Kingdom to the host...
Ye Nanli stroked Mu Qingqing's back again and again as if he was stroking a pet cat.
Mu Qingqing, who was having a pleasant conversation with Ali Jiujiu, slowly narrowed her bright eyes as she enjoyed Ye Nanli's gentle touch as the topic came to an end.
When all the team members came back, what they saw was this picture of peaceful and tranquil life.
Ye Nanli frowned slightly and shook his head imperceptibly at them, asking them to speak in a low voice and not wake up Mu Qingqing.
When everyone saw this scene, they realized that it was a rare sight to see the master's quiet and elegant side. In fact, even without Ye Nanli's hint, they would not make too much noise.