"Your Majesty, someone from Zuowuwei came and said that Huang Chunhui from Northern Xinjiang requested to dispatch fifty people from Zuowuwei."
"Where to go?"
In Chang'an City, when the number of troops was mobilized, the emperor nodded.
Han Shitou said: "It is said that the civil and military affairs of Northern Xinjiang and Southern Xinjiang are gathering at the home of General Wei Zhong of Youwuwei today. There are some contradictions in their words. I want to borrow the fifty people to go to practice martial arts."
"Why borrow those fifty people?"
The army is the most sensitive thing in the emperor's mind.
"The two sides had a dispute over the war in the Southern Zhou Dynasty. Zhang Huan said that Yang Xuan, the governor of Chenzhou, deliberately belittled the Southern Xinjiang army in court last time and asked him to give an explanation..."
"Huang Chunhui will definitely refuse."
"Yes. So Zhang Huan proposed to use the accompanying guards to perform martial arts and compete."
"It's interesting."
"Over in southern Xinjiang... Shi Zhongtang, the adopted son of the imperial concubine, made a speech to encourage the generals. Yang Xuan agreed, saying that he could train elites in a short period of time, so he asked the fifty cavalry who went with him to Luoluo last time to go to the Wei family.
Verify this."
The emperor squinted his eyes and seemed to be in a state of confusion.
"I also want to know whether the Southern Xinjiang Army alone can defeat the Southern Zhou Dynasty...Give it to him!"
"yes."
Han Shitou went out with a chamberlain.
The chamberlain said: "Then Commander Yang's move was extremely unwise. He seemed to be in the limelight, but he was hated by the civil and military forces of Southern Xinjiang. Why bother?"
Han Shitou said calmly: "Many times, daring to offend others is also a skill."
…
Wei Ling'er was reading in her room, holding a book in her hand, but her eyes were dull.
The maid rushed in, "Little lady, we are going to perform martial arts!"
Wei Ling'er threw the book away and said, "Are we going to start?"
The maid came forward and said with a beaming expression: "Xianggong Zhang is very aggressive, but Xianggong Huang here is as motionless as a mountain. Later, Xianggong Zhang said it was a martial arts show and he kept an eye on Shijun Yang..."
Wei Ling'er held her chin with both hands and frowned: "The big bullies the small, Zhang Huan is so shameless! What happened next?"
"Shijun Yang said something, but I didn't remember it."
"Do you remember what that means?" Wei Linger stared.
The maid nodded fiercely, "I remember! Just... hit me if you can!"
…
Xie Bing brought fifty of his subordinates to the Wei family.
At this moment, he still didn't know the purpose of his coming.
The original words of the official who delivered the order were: I want you to go to General Wei's home to serve you.
After entering Wei's house, the group of people looked at each other carefully until they reached the small school grounds.
As a military boss, even if you are just pretending, you have to set up a training ground at home. Whether it is martial arts or horse racing, you have to pretend to study hard and practice hard.
When we arrived at the small school grounds, we saw several young people practicing weapons.
When he had nothing to do, Wei Zhong let his family members perform martial arts, so as to show off to these big guys and make friends.
The old thief came over, and Xie Bing, who was a little confused, handed over his hand, "Do you know what you want me to wait for?"
"Today there is a martial arts performance in Northern and Southern Xinjiang. Over there in Southern Xinjiang...see, there are fifty people." The old thief pointed at the fifty warriors behind Zhang Huan.
"I saw it."
"Mr. Lang calls you!"
Yang Xuan waved.
Xie Bing went over and saluted.
"You have also seen the situation. The southern Xinjiang people provoked me earlier, saying that short-term training was useless. I said that elites can be produced in the short term, so I asked you to wait and come. Do you dare?"
Isn't this an opportunity to make meritorious deeds?
And you can also show off your talents in front of military bosses!
sky!
This is simply a meeting of gods, and I, a mere mortal, was summoned to sing for them!
Xie Bin's eyes turned red, "I will never embarrass you!"
"Do it well!" Yang Xuan stretched out his hand.
Xie Bing leaned forward slightly so that he could easily pat her shoulder.
"At first glance, those fifty people are carefully selected warriors. They are all very powerful, but they have the same problem as the original Luo Luo guards... those who were carefully selected must not cooperate well."
Xie Bing's eyes lit up, "Isn't it true that the formation taught by Shi Jun is just perfect to restrain such a person, but the coordination is poor!"
"That's right." Yang Xuan felt that this man had some understanding. Looking at his fortune, he might become a general in the future.
He patted Xie Bin on the shoulder again, "Go!"
Xie Bing looked at him and patted his chest hard.
"Your Majesty, don't worry!"
Yang Xuan nodded.
"My husband, I am from Zuo Wuwei."
Both parties confirmed the identities of Xie Bing and others.
"When I followed Yang Xuan to escort Prince Guangling to Feng, it seemed that something unexpected happened and I went all the way to Luoluo."
Zhang Huan squinted at the fifty people and said, "Tell them to be clean and tidy."
"yes."
The fifty warriors came over with a ferocious smile.
"Zuo Wuwei's watchdog! Today we are here to teach you how to behave!"
When Yang Xuan came over, Huang Chunhui asked: "Are these the people who followed you to Luoluo?"
"yes."
"I don't care how you practice, it's just one piece, don't panic!"
"yes."
"As I said before, I'm not dead yet!"
A warm current surged from his heart, and Yang Xuan nodded vigorously.
Wei Zhong was coordinating in the middle, and the armor and clothes were ready-made, but the wooden weapons had to be obtained.
Xie Bing squatted next to Yang Xuan and asked some questions in a low voice.
Yang Xuan also answered all questions, and Xie Bing's expression became more and more respectful.
Huang Chunhui looked at this scene and said: "If you want to rule a party, you must have the means to control it."
Liu Qing smiled and said, "What do you think of Zitai's attitude?"
"Enough to win over, how about dignity?"
"Yes! Your Majesty, please don't just try to win over me, opening and relaxing, tightening and loosening."
Huang Chunhui nodded, "If you want to rule a party, you must not only control your subordinates, but also know how to deal with temples and how to avoid suspicion. Zhang Huan is so aggressive. In the past, how could I have paid attention to him? But this is Chang'an City.
Under your Majesty's nose, a fight is taking place in northern and southern Xinjiang. What do you think your Majesty will do?"
"Obviously he was furious, but secretly he was happy." Liu Qing said with a smile.
"So, as soon as he opened his mouth, I agreed."
This is the helpless part of being a minister.
Suspicions are everywhere!
Huang Chunhui smiled and said: "If the little boy can win today, I will have a headache."
If you have such a talented person under your command, do you want to reuse him?
Liu Qing said: "Ms. sir, he is still young."
"The storm is surging in the morning. While I'm here, I have to try my best to arrange some personnel. When my legs kick off, I can't control it even if I want to."
Liu Qing felt a chill in his heart and turned his head to look.
The cold wind blew, and Huang Chunhui's beard and hair seemed to be whiter than last year.
The eyelids that had been drooping all year round seemed a little heavier.
On the opposite side, Zhang Huan said: "For a long time, in the eyes of the world, Northern Xinjiang was the mainstay of the Tang Dynasty, while Southern Xinjiang was just a casualty. If this view is not changed, Southern Xinjiang will not be able to raise its head. Today is an excellent opportunity.
"
He pointed at the fifty people and said: "The watchdogs of Zuo Wuwei are here, defeat them! All the plans for the battle of the Southern Zhou Dynasty are in my heart. After the martial arts performance, I will enter the palace to see your majesty! Submit it
Plan... Therefore, this battle cannot be defeated!"
"yes!"
Zhang Huan smiled and said: "Then Yang Xuan is a newly emerging talent in northern Xinjiang. He is said to be both civil and military, and is highly valued by Huang Chunhui. So, I will give him a head-on blow today...who is going?"
Several generals shouted: "I'm asking for your orders!"
Zhang Huan's eyes turned, "Wang Shu!"
Shi Zhongtang was disappointed and glanced at Wang Shu.
Zhang Huan, still looks down on me!
Just using me!
He lowered his head, hiding the dissatisfaction deep in his eyes.
Wang Shu said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, Sir!"
He looked across.
Yang Xuan happened to look up.
Wang Shu smiled.
Somewhat ferocious.
"Go!" Yang Xuan patted Xie Bing's back.
Xie Bing took a deep breath and said, "Reassuring you!"
"Let go and do it, I will take care of everything!"
Lin Feibao glanced at Xie Bing, the feeling of dying for a confidant was very strange.
The two sides are close.
Fifty people versus fifty people. Gu Zhi
"What formation is this?"
The formation under Xie Bing's command looks a bit strange. Everyone is well-informed, but none of them have seen it before.
"The big one bullies the small ones!"
Wei Zhong was standing further back when he suddenly heard someone muttering behind him.
The voice is very familiar!
His eyelids twitched.
Wei Linger was standing at the corner, followed by the maid.
The servant on the side saw it and couldn't help but have black lines on his head. He stepped forward and said: "Little lady, please go back!"
"Aye didn't see me."
Wei Zhong's cultivation is good, and his ear skills are also good.
"So, go away!"
Wei Linger looked forward to it with eager anticipation.
"It's about to begin."
The maid twittered and muttered, "The ones over there look so fierce. Madam, they say all the guards in Chang'an are just pigs! They are also watchdogs."
"Then Aye is not bringing a group of pigs with him?"
Wei Zhong's outer garments are automatically worn in the wind.
The two sides started to get closer.
Zhang Huan raised his hand, "Old Wei, you be the referee."
Wei Zhong nodded and looked back.
"ah!"
Wei Ling'er hurriedly stepped back, patted the fierce one who was just a little bigger, and said with fear: "Aye almost saw him."
The servant stood by and looked at the sky speechlessly.
The maid said: "Look, little lady, Yang Shijun is smiling and not panicking."
"He dared to sneak into the city of Beiliao alone to save people. Naturally, he will not take this little battle seriously." Wei Ling'er boasted to Yang Xuan while nervously looking in on tiptoe.
Wei Zhong came over and first inspected the armor and weapons of both sides.
Then he stepped back to the outside and raised his hands.
Said: "Zhang Huan is a bit of a bully!"
One side is the elite of southern Xinjiang, and the other is the Zuowuwei watchdog. Even if they have been trained by Yang Xuan, how can they be compared.
The attendant nodded, "Indeed."
Wei Zhong glanced at Yang Xuan. The brat who made his daughter make mistakes was talking to the entourage around him, talking and laughing, as if he had a chance to win!
He waved vigorously.
Both sides charged forward.
The warriors of Southern Xinjiang maintained their formation, spread out from front to back, left and right, and launched an outflank attack.
This is their most effective way to deal with the rebels in southern Xinjiang...contain them head-on and attack their flanks. Rebels who have not undergone rigorous training will most likely have their formations disrupted.
On Zuo Wuwei's side, the sergeant in front holds a large shield, and the sergeant behind throws a spear.
Two southern warriors were shot, and Wei Zhong's followers shouted: "Get back!"
This is the role of the referee.
Zhang Huan laughed and said: "You actually used a spear? Maybe you killed those fifty warriors?"
"Ms. sir, let's go up!"
The warriors who surrounded him from left to right began to attack.
"We must win!" A southern Xinjiang general said reservedly.
Opposite me, Huang Chunhui drooped his eyelids.
Slowly raise your head.
The fierce soldiers from Southern Xinjiang on the left and right sides approached.
"kill!"
The long knife was raised.
The sergeant in the front raised his shield, and the sergeant on the left wing raised his gun.
"kill!"
The spear array was used for defense in the Tang Dynasty army. When attacking, the super long barrel of the spear became a constraint for the sergeants. Therefore, the spear was used for defense. When attacking, the spear was thrown away and the sword was drawn to charge.
The wooden sword struck the shield.
The spear stabbed through the gap.
The fierce soldiers in southern Xinjiang were forced to retreat.
"kill!"
The spearmen on both sides assassinated him simultaneously!
"Get back!" Wei Zhong's followers were checking on the side. When they saw several people had been shot, they pointed at them and shouted.
The bosses on both sides are here, and cheating at this time is seeking death!
"kill!"
The warriors of Southern Xinjiang still charged bravely.
But with a stab from the spear, they were isolated from the formation, and then they were assassinated intensively.
One person uses a spear to block the opponent's approach, and his companion next to him looks for an opportunity to assassinate him with a spear.
Groups of two and two are called mandarin ducks!
I can kill you!
But you can't!
The morale of the fierce soldiers in southern Xinjiang stagnated.
Huang Chunhui raised his eyelids, a little surprised, "This kind of formation... When encountering a small group of enemy troops, they form a formation to fight, the length is the same, the tactics are exquisite... interesting!"
Liu Qing stroked his beard, his face flushed, "I don't think I've seen him before."
——Ms. sir, this is original!
He glanced at Huang Chunhui.
"Ms. sir, this little boy is so talented!"
Huang Chunhui said with a smile: "You are talented."
Look at Zhang Huan opposite, his expression is as usual, but what does the tightening of the corners of his mouth mean?
Angry?
But he was embarrassed to show his anger in front of his old rival, so he could only hold it in.
Huang Chunhui waved: "Zitai!"
There are very few officials who can address him by name, and this treatment makes people jealous.
Yang Xuan came over and said, "Ms. sir."
"Sit next to me!"
This is an honor, Yang Xuan was startled.
What are you waiting for, little kid? Liu Qing glared, "Sit down!"
In front of the military bosses, Huang Chunhui's actions were telling the outside world.
I like this guy!
Opposite me, Zhang Huan squinted his eyes, "This is wrong!"
Shi Zhongtang also discovered it, "Ms. sir, this formation can restrain good players."
"It is particularly sharp when used in small groups of men and horses, but it is a burden when fighting in large armies!"
Zhang Huan took a deep breath and said, "Tell them to hold it down!"
The strength of the warriors is undoubtedly strong.
But this formation is designed to defeat opponents with strong individual capabilities.
The combination of defense and offense makes it difficult for you to attack. What about retreating?
Seeing that the situation was not good, Wang Shu decisively gathered his troops and prepared to form a formation at the front.
This response is undoubtedly correct.
Someone praised: "Wang Shu handled it well!"
Shi Zhongtang glanced at Yang Xuan and saw him sitting next to Huang Chunhui, smiling and saying something, not paying attention to the martial arts performance at all.
Xie Bing stood behind the shield in front, holding the command flag. When his opponents began to disperse, he knew the opportunity was coming.
"Change formation, attack!"
The entire formation suddenly changed, with a shield bearer in the middle, two spearmen on both sides, and then two spearmen with a shield bearer in the middle.
The sergeants holding swords were all arrayed behind them.
"assault!"
The sergeants of Zuo Wuwei began to attack.
It's annoying to have a shield in the middle, but if you want to kill the shield bearer, you have to go through two spears.