Chapter 217 On the importance of acting

Author: The chef of 300 jin

Chapter 217 On the importance of acting

In Yang Chuan's impression, the war methods of the Huns against the Han Empire seemed to have always been unchanged: they tried to cross the Great Wall, distributed some troops, and harassed some Han military cities;

However, its main force rushed all the way, burned, killed and looted, and retreated calmly and returned to the upper prairie.

The next year, when the horses are tall and fat, come again.

In this way, the cycle of the whole world seemed to have no end, which made the Han Empire exhausted and had to collect a large amount of people's strength, consume a lot of money and food, and build the Great Wall among the mountains and ridges.

As for those cities, people don’t care much about them. Anyway, if they can attack, they will fight. It doesn’t matter if they can’t. They just leave.

Therefore, the Han Empire has always been passively beaten.

Until Wei Qing and Huo Qubing appeared, the style of painting suddenly changed.

The once arrogant Huns were actually deeply rooted in the grasslands of the northern desert by the Han Empire, chasing, chasing, and fighting to the death. After several major battles, the Huns directly brought out a psychological shadow.

That's right.

As a chef, Yang Chuan doesn’t know how to arrange troops, but he understands a very simple and clear truth, that is, this person, how can he guard against thieves for a hundred years?

...

"Yi Zhixie is setting up a maze for Wei Qing and playing hide-and-seek games."

Yang Chuan put away the map, pondered for a moment, and said, "Lead our war horses to retreat two or three hundred miles deep into the grassland, and then, go westward, and continue to walk the Shuofang road."

Tang Yi's father asked in confusion: "Young Master, according to those surviving words, Yizhixie's main force is Shuofang, why should we go west?"

Yang Chuan pointed to Yanmen Pass with a horse whip and said with a smile: "Yi Zhixie, the old fox, he pushed the main force in Shuofang County and transferred the main force of my adopted father Wei Qing; then, suddenly, a sudden marching can be done for a day and a night.

Appeared in Yanmen, ancient area.

Li Guang, Gongsun He, Lu Bode and others are good at defending the city, but not good at field battles. They are bound by several thousand-person teams in the city, and they are basically some decorations."

Tang Yi's father nodded, then shook his head again, looking very confused.

However, he faithfully followed Yang Chuan's orders and began to quietly touch the westward Lucheng with more than 2,000 Hun horses.

Because of the stupid eagle's aerial reconnaissance, and Tang Yifu and Yang Chuan were very familiar with the grassland, they didn't even meet a Hun's racquet along the way.

On this day, when they arrived more than 200 miles away from Lucheng, Diaoyi, who was hovering in the sky, Diaoyi and Er were circling for a few sounds, suddenly turned around and flew quickly to the north.

I felt a little happy when I heard the sing of two sculptors?

Yang Chuan and Tang Yifu looked at each other, and they were both confused.

"Uncle Tangyi, have you discovered an acquaintance of two sculptors?" Yang Chuan asked with a frown.

"I should have discovered an acquaintance," Tang Yi's father looked at the direction where the sand sculpture flew away and said thoughtfully: "And it seems that he has discovered a familiar similar person."

Yang Chuan was stunned and shouted in surprise: "Huo Qubing?"

However, he soon began to get depressed again and said, "Uncle Tangyi, you said we were looking for Dachangmen in the grassland and Yinshan for several months, why didn't there be any news about him?"

Tang Yi's father was stunned for several breaths, and his honest and honest black face immediately fell down and said in a muffled voice: "Yes, where did he go?"

Yang Chuan turned to look at the twenty boys.

Ajiu, Amu, Agu and other boys understood it, and their faces became dark for a moment, like twenty eggplants made from frost: "Oh, I'm almost exhausted..."

...

So, after more than an hour.

When Yang Chuan, Tang Yifu and his group met Huo Qubing and others, Yang Chuan was stunned.

Cui Jiu.

The old thief, with his hands in his sleeves, rode a chestnut-red mare next to Huo Qubing, looking at Yang Chuan with a smile: "Da Shang Zai, don't be safe."

Yang Chuan felt depressed, but a hint of contempt and anger appeared on his face. He gave Cui Jiu a fierce look and rushed forward to meet Huo Qubing.

"Get sick, why are you all here?"

Yang Chuan had already seen clearly that Huo Qubing actually had not many people, but only those twenty orphans in Yulin and the 300 "farmers" he trained himself.

Huo Qubing held a horse spear and raised his eyebrows in a ten-second pussy: "Come and be the general name!"

"Tong your cousin!" Yang Chuan laughed and cursed with anger, "Get sick, I dare to run around the grassland with such a little army, and I will be desperate?"

Huo Qubing laughed: "You dog days old and you have been wandering on the grassland for several months, why do I say there are still three hundred spirit riders?"

Yang Chuan cursed, "It's not just to find the Da Changmen," then turned to look at Cui Jiu and said angrily: "In order to find your Da Changmen, I have traveled all over the radius of thousands of miles. Just say,

How can I compensate me?"

Cui Jiuyin smiled sympathetically and said calmly: "Are you really looking for me?"

"The conscience of heaven and earth!" Yang Chuan spitted on the ground and said with hatred: "Uncle Cui Jiu, this person needs to be a little conscience when he lives in the world. I've been looking for you in Yinshan for more than a month, but there are really no clues, so I'll just do it again

I went back to Mobei, tell me, even if I have no credit, I will have hard work, right?"

Cui Jiu nodded and said seriously: "It's not easy, but it's fake to look for me, is it true that you secretly go back to Beihai?"

Tell me, what kind of Luding City is yours, how many soldiers are there now?"

Yang Chuan suddenly grinned and said, "Not many, there are only three or five thousand people, and the string control personnel, about seven or eight hundred; by the way, I also married eighteen little Hun women, and planned to give them to them.

How many kids are there in my Yang family?

Uncle Cui Jiu, you don’t know that the little Hun women had a smell. When they first smelled it, they felt a little fishy, ​​but as you smelled it, why did you feel so good? Especially when they were sweating on them

At that time, it was simply fascinating and difficult to extricate yourself.

Uncle Cui Jiu, do you know what's going on?"

Cui Jiu stared at Yang Chuan's eyes and just looked at him talking nonsense, his face turned very gloomy.

However, as Yang Chuan talked nonsense, the old thief's wrinkled face finally became impatient, cursed and stopped saying a word.

Yang Chuan refused to accept it and ran to Cui Jiu to continue asking: "Uncle Cui Jiu, where are you hiding?"

Cui Jiu said expressionlessly: "Get out."

Yang Chuan laughed loudly, got up to Huo Qubing, punched the guy hard on the shoulder, but accidentally hurt his fist.

"Was the illness good, will Your Majesty be healthy? How is Princess Nangong's health? By the way, my mother, my adoptive father, Cao Xiang and others are all fine?"

Huo Qubing nodded and smiled, "It's not very good. The emperor said that Yangchuan's little bastard ran around, don't let the Huns catch it and sell it for the dog's legs, hahaha."

Yang Chuan sighed: "You are all happy. Look at me. In order to find someone, hiding in this place where birds do not shit, it is simply!

By the way, I’m going to get sick, you haven’t said that why did you run to the grassland?”

Huo Qubing glared at Yang Chuan and cursed angrily: "It's not just to come to find you, the emperor said that Yang Chuan can't find you, so he will discount the legs of several of us."

"How many of you guys?" Yang Chuan asked curiously.

Huo Qubing: "Cao Xiang, Zhang Tang, and Li Gan are all here; by the way, your little shrew is here too..."

...

That night, Lucheng.

The tent of the Central Army of Changping Marquis, General Wei Qing, was brightly lit and the wine and meat were fragrant. Wei Qing, who had just been named Changping Marquis, personally held a cup to celebrate the return of his adopted son Yang Chuan.

Those who participated in the banquet included seven or eight powerful generals under Wei Qing, but they were nothing more than Wei Wei Wei Wei Su Jian, Left Inner Historian Li Ju, Taifu Gongsun He, Dai Guo Prime Minister Li Cai, Bowang Hou Zhang Qian, Yulin Wei Gongsun Ao and others

.

Yang Chuan felt that it was not surprising to everyone else. Only Gongsun He had caught a living in Yanmen area before. Didn’t he say he was in Yunzhong and Shanggu area? Why did he appear in Lucheng?

But soon, he understood.

It turned out that Yi Zhixie placed a maze formation for Wei Qing and placed the main force on the front line of Shuofang. In fact, he wanted to sneak attack Shanggu, Yanmen, and Yunzhong, so as to drive straight in. After attacking Shangjun, he would detour westward and leave Shuofang to give Wei Qing a counter-encirclement.

At the same time, Wei Qing also set up a maze for Yi Zhixie, ordering Li Guang to defend the Yanmen line to the death, and then ordered Li Xi, Lu Bode and others from Peking to send troops to cut off Yi Zhixie's main force's retreat...

In addition, Huo Qubing, Cao Xiang, Li Gan, Zhang Tang and others were present.

Cui Jiu sat alone at the table, eating meat and drinking silently, looking leisurely but lonely like a ghost, with a pale and blue face. He glanced at Huo Qubing from time to time, and his eyes were full of doting.

Only Liu Man, who should have sat first in the left hand, did she care nothing about the identity of a bullshit princess, stuck to Yang Chuan's side with a silly face, staring at Yang Chuan's handsome little face in a daze, and was simply...

OK, it's simply arrogant.

Her two claws were quietly pinching Yang Chuan's arms, ribs, waist, and hips, silently pinching, pulling, and twisting, hoping to pounce on him and take a bite.

Yang Chuan's expression did not change his expression. He should eat and drink. Someone raised his glass from afar to invite him. He also raised his glass with a calm expression, which was very decent and natural.

This is what Wei Qing held a banquet for him. In terms of face, he naturally would not neglect everyone.

Of course, when facing Zhang Qian, Gongsun Ao and Yang Chuan's face seemed a little cold.

This person's heart is actually very soft, and it will be difficult to bridge it once it is hurt.

Yang Chuan also noticed a detail, that is, when Zhang Qian looked at him, he looked ashamed, and when Gongsun Ao looked at him, he looked disdainful...

...

Wei Qing was taciturn, so the banquet was quite dull. After three rounds of wine and five flavors, the food ended quickly.

"Today, I welcome my adopted son Yang Chuan and make an exception to drink in the army. I will be punished by my husband. I will be punished by a salary, accused of a stick, and apologize to Your Majesty."

At the end of the banquet, Wei Qing looked at the Zuo Inner Historian Li Ju in the seat and said calmly: "However, the battle is imminent, please record the Zuo Inner Historian. After returning to the court, he asked His Majesty to punish him together."

Li Ju bowed and said, "Yes."

Everyone looked at each other.

However, the generals all looked a little awesome, and they all stood up and bowed to say goodbye.

"The generals return to the camp and are ready to set off at any time," Wei Qing knelt down and watched the generals leave one after another. "Yang Chuan, Huo Qubing, you two stay for a while."
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