All the heavens begin with the love in the courtyard.

Han Chunming was somewhat surprised. He looked up at the red-faced man standing on the city wall, a smile appeared on his lips, and then he burst into laughter, "Hahahaha!"

The laughter was deafening, threatening to pierce the sky. Amidst the laughter, Han Chunming waved his hand, and the cavalry and infantry behind him ceased their attack and began to retreat, forming a new battle formation.

The Yin cavalry had already scattered and were wandering around in twos and threes in the distance, trying to escape back into the city walls, but they were afraid of being pursued by Han Chunming, so they could only watch from a distance.

Han Chunming raised his long sword and shouted at the men on the city wall.

"Good, that's satisfying. If you can withstand ten of my moves today, I will never again wage war against the Yin tribe!"

The red-faced man on the city wall was delighted and quickly responded.

"Keep your word"

Han Chunming's smile faded, and he spoke with a serious expression.

"A promise is a promise. What are a small Yin tribe compared to me? From now on, I will establish an eternal dynasty. Those who follow me will live forever, and those who stand in my way will die!"

Han Chunming then raised his hand again, and the cavalry and infantry behind him slowly retreated to the sides, leaving only a pile of broken limbs behind him.

A chilling atmosphere filled the air as the yellow sand swirled and danced in the sky. Han Chunming, alone on horseback with his sword, stood ramrod straight.

No further promises are needed; let men handle things the way men do!

The city gate opposite slowly opened, revealing a force of over a thousand infantrymen. Everyone wore expressions of fear and dread; clearly, these were the last trump card of the Yin tribe.

The red-faced man standing on the city wall still struck his high-end pose. He stretched out his hand, put it to his mouth, and whistled.

As soon as the whistle fell, the other party strode forward and leaped down from the more than five-meter-high city wall.

Han Chunming stared in disbelief at the way the other person descended the city wall. That Green Dragon Crescent Blade, along with the iron armor covering his entire body, must have weighed at least 150 or 160 pounds. To jump over a city wall more than five meters high like that, he was indeed fierce.

Seeing the protruding Gobi gravel below the city wall, I can tell that this is indeed a daring person who dares to challenge himself, even his way of getting off the city wall is unconventional.

The powerful ruler who controlled tens of thousands of Yin tribes was no fool; as the whistle rang out...

At the city wall, a glossy black horse seemed to receive a command, its four hooves pounding rapidly through the rubble. With lightning speed, the horse leaped a few times and reached the foot of the city wall.

With a dull thud, the horse caught the burly man. As the red-faced man landed, the horse sank slightly, its four hooves buckling up a little, but it quickly regained its footing. It raised its tall head and neighed towards Han Chunming, as if to show off its master's power.

Han Chunming was also taken aback, and could only say, "This horse is really amazing. It's true that the right person deserves the right horse."

Han Chunming looked at the chestnut horse beneath him. Its thin body made him think that if he jumped like that, the horse would only be good for donkey meat sandwiches.

The red-faced man, wielding a Green Dragon Crescent Blade, rode a black horse that looked as if it had been fed hormones, slowly approaching Han Chunming.

Han Chunming looked at the red-faced man opposite him with great interest. He had previously thought that he would cut the man off his horse with the next sword, but now he wanted to see what kind of skill the man really had.

After all, it would be a real shame if such a dazzling entrance was just for show.

If the other party was truly an unparalleled warrior, Han Chunming would feel a sense of treasuring his talent.

If it's all just for show, then let's just consider that flashy entrance as a performance!

Han Chunming didn't waste any more words. He raised his long sword and pointed it at the other party, shouting.

"bring it on!"

The other party said nothing more, raised the Green Dragon Crescent Blade in his hand, and the horse almost instantly understood its master's meaning, neighed, and then charged towards Han Chunming!

The other horse was significantly faster than Han Chunming's. Han Chunming had barely spurred his horse forward when the other horse was already upon him.

The Green Dragon Crescent Blade seemed to pierce the air with a whooshing sound, and with the force of Mount Tai pressing down, it slashed down towards Han Chunming's head. If this strike landed solidly, it could probably cut down several trees the size of bowls.

A hint of admiration appeared in Han Chunming's eyes. The other party's aura was magnificent, and his speed and strength were rare in the world. He was indeed quite interesting.

Han Chunming stood upright, his waist and horse moving as one, gripping the horse's back tightly. His hand movements were as fast as lightning as he swung his long sword upwards.

"drink!"

The swords clashed with a resounding clang, as if a wave of energy spread outwards, the sound shaking all directions.

The horse beneath Han Chunming let out a mournful whinny, and then its four hooves were snapped by a tremendous force, the bones still attached to the flesh embedded in the sand and gravel.

"That feels great, hahaha!"

With a slight effort, Han Chunming deflected the opponent's Green Dragon Crescent Blade. He leaped off his horse, ignoring the chestnut horse behind him whose internal organs had been shattered.

It was indeed exhilarating. This was the first time Han Chunming had encountered a formidable opponent who could subtly suppress him even when he used only five-tenths of his strength.

The red-faced giant was also shocked. Although his full-force attack had injured the opponent's mount, the opponent had easily deflected it. Judging from the opponent's expression, it was as if he had only been warming up.

Han Chunming quickened his pace, raised his long sword, and shouted.

"Come and take this sword strike!"

After saying that, Han Chunming leaped up, his body almost level with the other horse, and slashed down with his longsword from top to bottom.

His demeanor appeared calm, but when the red-faced man saw Han Chunming wielding his longsword, the veins on his arm bulged almost instinctively, and he raised his Green Dragon Crescent Blade to block it.

"Clang!"

The sound was dull, like the sound of a hammer striking. The Green Dragon Crescent Blade and the longsword clashed in mid-air. The red-faced man's expression twisted instantly, and the veins on his right hand suddenly bulged. With a hissing sound, he let out a loud "Ah!" as if all his strength had been drained.

His body, along with the black horse he was riding, was pushed backward by a tremendous force. The black horse tried to regain its balance, but the force was too great. The horse's two hind hooves finally lost their balance, and its huge body rolled backward. Yellow sand filled the air, and the man and the horse were rolling backward in the yellow sand.

The horses neighed incessantly. The red-faced man clutched his chest with his left hand, spitting out a mouthful of blood. His right hand gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, but his hands trembled uncontrollably, causing the Green Dragon Crescent Blade to shake and make a bell-like sound.

Han Chunming sheathed his sword and stood there, looking at the red-faced man in the yellow sand. He couldn't help but feel a sense of pity for the man's talent. He had only used force to knock the man down, and had not used any real violence.

Han Chunming hadn't expected that the other party would possess a physique equivalent to six-tenths of his own; this was truly a gifted individual.

Legend has it that Xiang Yu, the Hegemon-King of Western Chu, was able to lift a thousand catties. This red-faced man's strength could definitely surpass that of Xiang Yu.

Han Chunming sheathed his sword and then shouted.

"I won't need ten moves; I can defeat you in two. Do you admit defeat?"

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, the red-faced man felt a bit better in his chest. He struggled to his feet, leaning on his Green Dragon Crescent Blade.

Looking at Han Chunming not far away, he gave him a deep look before forcefully plunging the hilt of his crescent blade into the sand and gravel. Then, he raised the protective iron armor beside his knees and knelt down abruptly before Han Chunming.

His posture was respectful, but his attitude was neither humble nor arrogant. He knelt down before Han Chunming and then spoke solemnly.

"I am Yin Tian, ​​the patriarch of the Yin clan, and I am willing to lead the entire Yin tribe to submit to Your Majesty!"

"Hahaha," Han Chunming laughed heartily, strode over to Yin Tian, ​​helped him up, patted him on the shoulder, and said warmly.

"Alright, from today onwards, Yin Tian, ​​you are the first general of my Dragon Clan. From this day forward, there will be no more Yin Clan in the world, only the Dragon Clan. All of you are my subjects, and I will lead you to create a glorious future for the Dragon Clan!"

Han Chunming, brimming with heroic spirit, helped Yin Tian up, and the two walked side by side into the city. Several horns sounded behind them, indicating that the war had ended.

Han Chunming's campaign against the Yin tribes has resulted in a resounding victory in his first battle!

Next, it's time to reap the rewards of victory.

The Yin tribe was even wealthier than Han Chunming had imagined. This tribe had lived in this area for over six hundred years, growing from a little over a thousand people to more than fifty thousand people today.

The Yin people have always adopted a defensive policy, never initiating attacks on other tribes. This is the secret to their survival to this day.

The Yin tribe not only had its own culture, but also complete forging and planting techniques. Through planting, they were basically able to produce their own food.

They also own several mines, including an open-pit coal mine and a medium-sized iron mine, and have accumulated considerable wealth through the most primitive manual mining methods.

In their tribal warehouse, there were a large number of semi-finished iron blocks. This discreet collection surprised Han Chunming.

Han Chunming personally designed a two-wheeled trailer with iron rings covering wooden wheels, and then used horses and manpower to begin transporting all of the Yin people's stockpiles from the past few years to Jushi City.

Giant Stone City is the Gobi plain where the Red Wolf Tribe once lived, which Han Chunming has now renamed.

Han Chunming plans to transform Jushi City into an industrial city. For the next five years, all resources will be dedicated to serving that city.

Around the lake at the foot of the mountain, a new immigrant city will be built against the mountain. The area of ​​more than 50 miles will be the future urban planning land, and that city will accommodate 500,000 to 1 million people.

Han Chunming named the city Tianshan City, and if he were to establish his own country in the future, he would build the capital in Tianshan City.

Han Chunming will not give up this land of the Yin tribe. It will be divided into mining and planting areas, and tens of thousands of people will work here.

Over the next few months, most of the Yin people will migrate to Tianshan City and begin building their new home step by step.

In this era, individual thought has not yet fully awakened; collective obedience is the normal logic of thinking.

With Yin Tian leading all the high-ranking members of the Yin tribe to submit to Han Chunming, the vast majority of the remaining Yin people would simply follow suit.

Most of the Yin people spent their entire lives doing the same kind of work under the arrangement of the higher-ups. These people had no names, no knowledge, no thoughts; they were born as tools of the tribe.

As long as they don't starve to death and are given hope of survival, none of these people will rebel, because the word "rebellion" doesn't exist in their minds.

Not only the Yin people, but most people of this era were like this. Those who truly rose up in rebellion were mostly educated people who had developed their own ideas.

Although Chen Sheng and Wu Guang came from humble backgrounds, they were literate, but their education was limited. After firing the first shot, they completely declined.

Most of the later eighteen warlords were of noble birth, and Liu Bang was not as incompetent as legend suggests; he would not and would not become the big winner.

Of course, Han Chunming doesn't need the kind of ignorant people who only know how to eat and work. His future goal is to enlighten all his people.

The things created by feudal dynasties over thousands of years cannot compare to the development of the following two hundred years. From the steam civilization to the electrical age, mankind successfully sent humans into space in just a few decades. This is the leap brought about by creativity.

He already had a plan in mind: he wanted to build his own dynasty and spread all his knowledge across this land.

He longed to see if the knowledge he had sown would become seeds that eventually grow into towering trees.

To guide these people to enlightenment, it is not only necessary to establish schools, but also to establish a sound system of rewards, punishments and promotions. Only through greed and desire can humans truly empower themselves.

A world where people lie flat may be comfortable, but it will never develop.

Farmers who cultivate the land will receive their share of the harvest; those who cultivate well will be rewarded, and those who cultivate poorly will be punished.

Workers receive monetary rewards for their work, and with these savings, they can gradually change their own and their families' destinies.

For soldiers, this is even more true. Every battle they fight and every tribe they conquer is rewarded with a system of military merit, which allows them to completely change their destiny.

Regardless of the profession, there will be its own reward and punishment system. Only when these people have aspirations for the future will the dragon tribe progress, evolve into a nation, or even merge into a single race.

This system is very complex; it wasn't something that could be created overnight, nor could it be something that Han Chunming could come up with all by himself.

Although he could draw on some experiences from later generations, he still had to adapt them to local conditions; otherwise, applying them haphazardly would only lead to major chaos.

For example, many of the policies of Wang Mang's Xin Dynasty were quite effective when implemented a thousand years later, but if implemented in a feudal dynasty, they would only result in his skull being collected by others for hundreds of years.

Han Chunming began selecting intellectuals from the tribe. Most of these people were former high-ranking members of the tribe. Most of them were literate and had a certain level of knowledge.

Han Chunming worked through the night to create a simplified Chinese character classic. His first priority was to promote simplified Chinese characters in this era.

The original scripts of the Qin Dynasty were diverse. The Qin state initially used the Great Seal script, but after unification, it changed to the Small Seal script. Regardless of whether it was the Great Seal or the Small Seal script, this script was extremely unfriendly to ordinary people.

Learning simplified Chinese characters can be several times faster than learning the characters of this era, and it is easier to promote them among ordinary people.

Promoting simplified Chinese characters in Tianshan City was the first and most important thing Han Chunming wanted to do.