Zhan Wentao scratched his head, "I haven't heard of a general named Yang in southern Xinjiang. Could it be..."
Zhang Wen said: "It seems that Zhang Huan wants to focus on Yezhou in the middle. Alas! It's worrying!"
The two looked at each other, and a kind of joy just... overflowed.
"Let me go into the city!"
Dozens of horsemen who were blocked outside the city gate roared.
Zhan Wentao took a look and said, "How about letting it in?"
Zhang Wen shook his head, "Be cautious when using troops."
"drive!"
Xiang Lin rode his horse and rushed to the south gate, dismounted and rushed to the top of the city.
"It's Yang Ziqi." Zhan Wentao said with a smile: "It seems that the Tang army is preparing to attack the middle road."
Xiang Lin squinted at the big flag, "Three thousand riders are a force that cannot be underestimated. In addition, Yang Ziqi... How come I haven't heard of General Yang in Southern Xinjiang?"
He turned around and looked at his subordinates, "Who knows?"
Everyone shook their heads, "I don't know."
"Heaven will never destroy me, Songcheng!"
Zhang Wen couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw this.
Ta-ta!
Ta-ta!
More than a hundred riders rode forward slowly.
"come out!"
The more than seventy riders were in a dilemma.
"come out!"
Second cry.
Didn't move.
"come out!"
The third time!
"Why don't you just do it?" Wang Shu asked in confusion.
Yang Xuan said calmly: "As a person, you must be kind."
"What do you mean?" Wang Shu asked.
The old thief coughed dryly and said, "My husband's intention... is to persuade people with virtue. If you shout three times, your benevolence and justice will be exhausted. Since the other party refuses to come out, then..."
"crossbow!"
Two hundred crossbowmen stepped forward.
The general who led the team with more than seventy cavalry saw that the situation was not good and shouted: "We are willing to surrender!"
Zhang Wen at the top of the city cursed: "The thieves join the army, and the whole family will be killed!"
The general scolded: "Cao Ni Ma, you are too cowardly to close the door before the enemy troops arrive. Even if you die, you will turn into a ghost and kill you for waiting!"
It's time to use civility to control force. A warrior just lifts his sword and kills.
Opposite, two hundred crossbowmen were in position.
Nan He turned around and said, "Lang Jun!"
Yang Xuan waved his hand gently.
"Fire the arrow!"
Boom boom boom!
The crossbow machine was activated, and the crossbow arrows pierced into the middle of the enemy army like locusts.
Amid the miserable howls, the general shouted: "We are willing to surrender."
Nan He raised his hand and two hundred crossbowmen stepped forward.
"Fire the arrow!"
The enemy troops gathered in front of the city gate were the best targets. Two waves of crossbow arrows fell, and the corpses of men and horses piled up like mountains.
The enemy general was hit by two crossbow arrows. He lay there and roared: "Why don't you accept the surrender?"
"Things can only be done three times!"
Nan He raised his hand, "Fix him with a few arrows!"
Several crossbow arrows flew past, and the enemy general finally stopped. Someone at the top of the city glanced down, and happened to meet the enemy general's wide eyes.
"This is a death with eyes open!" The man trembled.
"The enemy army is in some confusion." Wang Shu said, while giving Yang Xuan a sidelong glance.
The last time the martial arts performance in Chang'an failed, Wang Shu felt that it was because the cooperation was not tacit enough, so he was always unconvinced.
"Wait!" Yang Xuan said.
immediately.
silence.
Three thousand cavalry and two thousand infantry were arrayed.
"What are you doing?" Zhang Wen said with a smile, "Is it because you are bored?"
Zhan Wentao and Xiang Lin looked ugly.
"Just after the march, you can still stand like this. This is a strong army!"
Although Zhan Wentao is as timid as a mouse, he is a general, after all, and he still has some eyesight and knowledge.
Xiang Lin said: "General Yang, who could he be?"
A quarter of an hour later, the enemy soldiers at the top of the city were extremely worried. Someone coughed, which immediately triggered a panic.
"The enemy's morale is low!"
Han Ji smiled.
The old thief asked: "Mr. Han also knows martial arts?"
Han Ji nodded, "How can a scholar not understand martial arts?"
"I know that many scholars only know poetry." The old thief counterattacked.
Han Ji said calmly: "Those people are just mediocre people!"
The requirements of the Tang Dynasty for scholars were to cultivate both civil and military skills, but as time went by, hedonism gradually gained the upper hand... It is too hard to cultivate both civil and military skills, so we still have to resort to lip service.
Anyway, the imperial examination does not test martial arts.
Han Ji is a compound talent with both civil and military skills.
Yang Xuan raised his hand.
"Yaowu!"
Nan He shouted: "Come in!"
Two thousand foot soldiers dispersed.
Three thousand cavalrymen destroyed their own horses.
Ta-ta!
Ta-ta!
Ta-ta!
The sound of horse hooves is elegant, slowly approaching Songcheng.
The infantrymen on both wings drew their swords and slapped their shields with the backs of their swords.
Bang bang!
Ta-ta!
Bang bang!
Ta-ta!
Following the rhythm, the army approached the city.
"Archer!" Zhan Wentao exclaimed.
"There's no need for this." Xiang Lin looked solemn.
Zhang Wen cursed: "The enemy is approaching!"
"This is Yaowu!" Xiang Lin said in a deep voice.
Bang bang!
Ta-ta!
Nan He raised his hand and the horse stopped.
Yang Xuan nodded, "Shout!"
"Shout..." someone shouted!
Bang bang bang!
The sound of the shield being struck became louder and louder.
Five thousand people shouted in unison: "Surrender or not?"
Bang bang bang!
"Will you surrender or not?"
“Bang bang bang!”
"Will you surrender or not?"
At the top of the city, the Southern Zhou soldiers were shocked.
An official was suddenly startled, "That's the Northern Xinjiang cavalry!"
Xiang Lin's mind felt like it was struck by lightning, and in an instant, all his doubts were revealed.
"Those war horses are different from those in Southern Xinjiang, they are taller!"
The war horses of Northern Xinjiang are cold-resistant and tall. The war horses of Southern Xinjiang are relatively short and have good endurance. Of course, there are also tall war horses of Northern Xinjiang in Southern Xinjiang, but they are only a minority.
"Three thousand tall war horses, these are clearly the Northern Xinjiang Army!" Zhan Wentao also understood, his face turned pale, "The Tang Dynasty actually mobilized the Northern Xinjiang Army to attack the Great Zhou Dynasty. Is this to destroy the country?"
Zhang Wen's face turned pale, "Oh my god! The Northern Xinjiang Army? That is a powerful force that can compete with the Northern Liao cavalry!"
The most powerful army in the world is the Northern Liao Army. This is the consensus of the world.
And the only one that could compete with the Northern Liao army was the Northern Frontier Army of the Tang Dynasty.
Use the weak to defeat the strong, use the few to defeat the many, and have been guarding the northern gate of the Tang Dynasty for many years.
"Wear a visor!"
Under the city, Nan He's loud voice was very harsh.
The cavalrymen pulled down their visors, and immediately, the gloomy cavalrymen appeared in the sight of the Southern Zhou people.
Two holes were opened in the visor, and a pair of eyes peered through the holes towards the city, looking eerie and terrifying.
"It's undoubtedly the Northern Xinjiang Army!" Xiang Lin looked bleak, "I need to tell Bianjing that the Northern Xinjiang Army has joined the war!"
"crossbowman!"
Rows of crossbowmen came forward.
"Be alert!" Xiang Lin shouted.
"Fire the arrow!"
A wave of arrows flew up.
"Shield!"
Amid the screams, Zhang Wen was pushed down by his subordinates and squatted behind the city wall, trembling.
"ah!"
He heard the miserable howl, and took a cautious glance, and saw a sergeant with an arrow in his neck, lying not far away, looking at him from the side, his eyes filled with despair.
"Fire the arrow!"
A rain of arrows like a black cloud covered the city.
Someone exclaimed, "The enemy is going to attack the city!"
"Fire the arrow!"
Three waves of arrows caused heavy casualties at the top of the city.
"retreat!"
Someone cautiously looked out.
"The Tang army has withdrawn!"
The crossbowmen retreated in an orderly manner.
"Not attacking?" Wang Shu asked.
"When our army first arrived, it seemed that its morale was high, but it turned out to be at the end of its battle. If we attack the city at this moment and fail to capture the city in one wave, we will be in trouble later."
Yang Xuan squinted at the few civil servants and generals who stood up cautiously on the top of the city.
Wang Shu smiled and said: "But the enemy is completely frightened."
"What is courage? When the ladder is set up on the top of the city, whether it is death or fighting, as long as the general encourages us, those Southern Zhou people will block us like crazy." Yang Xuan shook his head, "It is not appropriate at this moment!"
boom!
Suddenly a flame broke out at the top of the city, and several sergeants rushed to put out the fire.
"It's golden juice." Nan He said.
The so-called golden juice is an old soup made from excrement and various "raw materials". It was poured down when defending the city. Even if the people who were soaked were fine on the spot, they would definitely die of various inexplicable infections afterwards.
Wang Shu couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
Yang Xuan asked: "Do the southern Xinjiang rebels have this thing?"
Wang Shu shook his head.
"This is a brand new opponent, don't underestimate the enemy!"
Then the army retreated and set up camp.
Wang Shu's eyes were always on Yang Xuan.
When a general under his command saw him looking at Yang Xuan, he whispered: "This man is a little timid today!"
Wang Shu shook his head, "I thought he was timid before... But if you think about it carefully, he is known as a famous general in Northern Xinjiang, and Huang Chunhui thinks highly of him. Can such a person be timid?"
"Then he refused to attack the city under various excuses. Why?"
"I don't know either."
The two were silent.
After a long time, the man said: "I think this is the depth."
Profound, a necessary quality for a general.
Don’t be surprised by the chaos before your eyes!
Wang Shu suddenly felt a little depressed, "He seems to have changed a bit since he was in Chang'an."
That night, when Yang Xuan was getting ready to go to bed, Han Ji came.
"Mr. Han, sit down!"
Yang Xuan's tent is naturally the largest, not to mention spacious, and it has complete facilities and can even cook.
Outside, Tu Shang ordered, "Second brother, go make tea!"
"I want to sleep!" Wang Laoer muttered, and then only heard a bang and a miserable howl before Wang Laoer came in.
Outside the tent, Tu Chang said angrily: "If we win this battle, Lang Jun's prestige will rise to a higher level. Lang Jun has reached this point at a young age. At this time, whoever is close to him will
The more benefits you will get in the future.”
Befriend the boss when he is down or mediocre, and the rewards in the future will make you laugh even in your dreams.
Wang Laoer yawned and made tea while Yang Xuan and Han Ji looked on with smiles.
Tu Shang is worried too much!
When the tea was in hand, Han Ji held it in his hands without drinking it. "In the first battle, we must win first, and the sooner the better. But I was not in a hurry when I met your husband today, which shows that I am very confident..."
"Second son, go to sleep!" Yang Xuan saw that Mr. Wang was taking a nap, his head almost hanging down to his chest.
Wang Laoer ran away as quickly as he was granted amnesty.
Yang Xuan then said: "Mr. Han, do you want to say that I am a little slow today?"
Han Ji nodded, "I'm a little confused... Not to mention the middle of this battle, the right army Shi Zhongtang and Lang Jun are in a tit-for-tat situation. If he takes the lead, it will not benefit Lang Jun's prestige in this battle."
"We can attack the city today." Yang Xuan took a sip of tea and said slowly: "The reasons Wang Shu and I told are a bit far-fetched."
"Why is that?" Han Ji had never experienced a battle, so he was confused.
Yang Xuan said calmly: "Fighting requires courage! One burst of energy will weaken again, and three times it will be exhausted. When the opponent is exhausted, I will be full, so I can overcome it."
Han Ji's body was shaken, "In this case, the defenders at the top of the city must be prepared to pay a heavy price today. Although they are afraid, their morale is high.
If we attack the city now, our army will probably pay a heavy price. Lang Jun covered it with three waves of arrows, making them think that the attack was imminent, and they made all preparations..."
Yang Xuanhan smiled and said: "Whether or not to attack the city, when to attack the city, these are all in my hands. Just when the enemy army made various preparations, my army retreated calmly, and the enemy army punched the void
What will happen?"
"Uncomfortable!"
Han Ji stood up and said, "Master, please rest early."
"Mr. Han too."
Han Ji walked out of the tent and stood outside, looking at the night sky with his hands behind his hands.
"Still not sleeping yet?"
Tu Shang was standing at the side.
"You didn't sleep either." Han Ji turned around.
Tu Shang said quietly: "This is the Southern Zhou Dynasty, my hometown. My family members are all buried here."
Han Ji pointed to the front, and the two slowly walked over.
There was a slight snore coming from the tent behind him.
"Why not get the bones back?" Han Ji asked.
"The Tu family has been in the Southern Zhou Dynasty for hundreds of years. My wife and children have been in Yecheng since they were young. They are familiar with every plant and tree there. They know their souls and are definitely not willing to go to the unfamiliar Tang Dynasty."
"You have been following Langjun for a long time. Do you know how Langjun used his troops in the past?" Han Ji changed the subject.
Tu Shang thought for a while, "The first time I saw Lang Jun use troops was in Yecheng. At that time, Lang Jun was decisive and sharp in his tactics... After a brief study of the military skills passed down in my family, I knew that Lang Jun had a famous general at that time.
shadow……"
"There is something in your words."
"It's just a shadow, without any atmosphere."
"What about now?"
"Now!" Tu Chang looked at the sky and took a deep breath of the homeland in a daze, "Now his command is so steady and unfathomable... I can't even see through it."
"Is that so?" Han Ji sighed, "My original boss was a nobleman, so he was also a warrior. When it came to using soldiers, he was very sound, but he was just talking about war on paper."
"I know everything about you on the way to Chenzhou." Tu Chang expressed in a vague way that he was in Lang Jun's inner circle, but he was not showing off. "Every scheming and trickery will make people applaud you. You probably chose Lang Jun to save yourself."
.”
Han Ji smiled and did not explain.
Tu Shang asked: "So, do you have any regrets now?"
Han Ji shook his head gently, "No."
Tu Shang nodded, "In this case, I will go and have a rest."
"good!"
Watching Tu Shang enter the tent, Han Ji said softly: "I couldn't be more satisfied with this new proprietor!"
Later, he also went back.
A Horned Dragon Guard quietly appeared.
Then he went to Yang Xuan's place.
"Han Ji said he couldn't be more satisfied with Lang Jun."
"He said this... just one person?"
"yes."
"He was talking to himself, and he was also talking to me."
"I asked myself if my cultivation level is not bad, could it be that Han Ji noticed his traces?"
"He can't notice it, but he can know it." Yang Xuan said with a smile: "Go and rest!"
"Yes!" The Qiu Long Guard outside was depressed for a while before going back.
Yang Xuan lay in the sleeping bag sewn by Zhou Ning himself and said, "Are you waiting and watching? Great talents are like this. They want to see if the new lord is worthy of his assistance."
He said happily: "Are you satisfied?"
Han Ji seemed satisfied.
"But I'm not satisfied yet!"
At the same time, Han Ji was lying in his tent and said with a smile: "I am watching him, he must be watching me too."
Early morning of the second day.
When Yang Xuan woke up, the old thief came in to report.
"Han Ji got up early. He asked Nanhe for more than a hundred people, saying he was going to survey Songcheng's defense."
Yang Xuan yawned, "No need to worry about it."
Han Ji's voice came from outside.
"Mr. Lang."
"Say!" Since Han Ji expressed his willingness to be loyal, Yang Xuan also showed his willingness not to treat him as an outsider and just sat there.
Han Ji came in and said, "The enemy troops in the west of the city are repairing the city head."