The decision to establish the Black Water Protectorate was finalized on the spot.

Yin Xian, a small military officer in the prefecture and county, became the first archer of the Hei Shui Protectorate of the Great Han Dynasty and obtained the privilege of the false festival.

As soon as Liu Yu's last false festival came out, everyone was shocked.

The privilege of the Fake Festival is almost like the Shangfang Sword in the later story books, and even one of its rules is much higher-end than the Shangfang Sword.

However, no one objected.

After all, the emperor has no doubt about using people, and it is understandable that he can add some privileges to do things.

But Yin Xian, as the person involved, was already stupid.

Even when Yin Xian walked out of the palace, he was already in a daze and didn't know how he got in and how he got out.

After returning to the inn and lying for most of the day, Yin Xian recovered.

His heart was filled with passion, and his thick palms stroked the sword.

"I, Yin Xian, is just a poor family, and can be favored by the emperor. Once I am on the verge of the border, if I cannot expand the territory thousands of miles as the emperor said, I am afraid I will be regarded as a laughing stock by the world."

What Yin Xian thought about was not the benefits of the rising sky this time, but the jealousy, slander and exclusion that he would face after suddenly reaching the high position.

He just thought that if he was not careful in the future, he would be blamed by millions of people.

"From now on, if you don't work wholeheartedly, you will really be unable to gain a foothold."

Yin Xian tossed and turned around in the inn uneasy, and did not fall asleep until late at night. He only thought about how to set up a Protectorate in the future, how to recruit subordinates, how to give kindness and power to the barbarians such as Sushen, and how to make the soldiers recruited back to their hearts.

A famous general who is destined to be famous in history in the future began a legend one night.

Liu Yu, as the initiator, could not see Yin Xian's appearance, who was dizzy by the lucky pie.

Even compared to Yin Xian's worrying state, Liu Yu felt relaxed all over and had not been so happy for many years.

In the swaying candlelight, Liu Yu stared at the map that he deliberately did not draw.

"With this Hei Shui Protectorate in the Northeast, all the threat sources around the Central Plains have completely fallen into my surveillance."

The current great man, or the core area of ​​the Central Plains, has no pressure to expand outward after hundreds of years of destruction.

However, Liu Yu was very clear that whether it was the grassland, the Western Regions, the southwest or the northeast, they were the source of all future threats.

In the Western Regions, Liu Yu used the Protectorate and the Xianbei grassland tribes that moved westward as barriers.

On the grassland, the military town castle established by the Han army controlled the water source and grassland, and adopted a strategy of large and small to restrict any tribe with the ability to become the leader.

In the Southwest Yi, the forces that could defeat the Jutang soldiers and kill and injured 100,000 times have not appeared in history. With Liu Yu's attention, it will be difficult to appear in the future.

Before today, there was no suitable opportunity to make arrangements in the vast north of Liaodong.

Today, the news brought by Cui Liyan sent people shows that there is actually a foundation for establishing a rule.

"As long as Yin Xian is not a pure fool, he can control the Sushen tribes, and then he can penetrate the tribes northward. Later generations gave birth to the territory of the Marine Juzhen. As long as he does not learn from the Daliao in the future, there will basically be no strong threat."

While thinking, Liu Yu also sorted out his layout for the surrounding areas.
Chapter completed!