Chang'an's Waxing Moon Chapter 1104: Long live the Duke. The enemy troops retreated like a tide.
"No need to pursue!"
Yang Xuan put away the knife and felt a little sore in his arm.
The enemy troops were all cavalry. Although they retreated, their formations were still there and there were no losses. If the Northern Xinjiang Army pursued them, Governor Helian could make a detour and attack the remaining infantry.
No one responded behind me.
Damn it!
Are they all dead?
Yang Xuan turned around and saw a group of people staring at him in shock.
"One man drove back tens of thousands of enemy troops!" Jiang He'er's eyes were full of stars, "The Duke is indeed the most heroic man in the world!"
Helian Yantao's cheeks were flushed and she felt her cheeks were heating up. She couldn't help but praise: "My lord, you are so heroic!"
The soldiers looked at Yang Xuan differently.
It used to be reverence, but now it has more of a look of admiration.
Who can defeat tens of thousands of enemy troops by riding alone?
Duke of Qin!
The army immediately marched towards Yanzhou.
Shang Guoneng led his army to pursue him, but Wang Laoer blocked his retreat, followed by Pei Jian.
Therefore, at the top of Puxiang City, Ran Jin was still looking forward to the good news.
"If this battle is a big victory, we will then send troops to Neizhou and other places to defeat them one by one and regain their homeland. Then, it will be time to push towards the northern border."
"No, let's destroy that rebellious Lin Jun first!"
"That's right. Otherwise, if Lin Jun is on the side, he can threaten our army's flanks and food routes."
"I don't know if we can attack."
"I'm afraid it will be difficult."
Several generals were analyzing the battle, but in the end, they all fell silent.
Shang Guoneng looked down upon Governor Helian, who rose to power by touting the emperor. No matter how generous Governor Helian was, it was impossible for him to join the army and perform meritorious service. Just stay behind in Yanzhou and that would end the matter.
What a pity!
Ran Jin was also quite sorry.
A civil servant came to ask for instructions, "Can we let go of the city's control?"
Everyone looked at Ran Jin, who thought for a moment, "Let go!"
From the moment the Northern Xinjiang army arrived at the city, the city entered a state of control. People were not allowed to go out, and food was provided according to the number of people.
As the ban is lifted, people are leaving their homes one after another.
The same goes for that family.
The man walked out of the house and stretched, "So comfortable!"
The wife bowed to the gods, went out to look at the streets, and said with some disappointment: "Is Duke Qin really gone?"
"You stupid woman! If someone reports you, our whole family will be ruined!" The man said angrily: "If you have such thoughts again, I will divorce my wife!"
The wife was silent, but still looked at the south longingly.
"Yang Gou is probably defeated in this battle, so who is to say?" The man thought for a while, "It is said that Yang Gou cannot be defeated. Once defeated, everyone in the world will want to eat his flesh and drink his blood."
"What sound?"
The wife looks south.
The man heard it too.
People walking out of their homes slowly looked towards the south.
"It's the sound of horse hooves!"
South, when that big flag reappears.
The city is silent.
After a long time, Ran Jin finally realized, "The enemy is attacking!"
Clang clang clang!
The alarm bells are ringing.
After Ran Jin called out the enemy attack, he subconsciously waited for Shang Guoneng's instructions. Suddenly thinking that Shang Guoneng would go out of the city to pursue Yang Xuan's army, he couldn't help but said in despair: "Let the people go home, tell them that Yang Gou is going to massacre the city, let them
Everyone, take up arms!"
Clang clang clang!
The bells kept ringing.
A group of cavalry came on horseback and shouted: "Yang Dog is going to massacre the city. Everyone pick up their weapons and prepare to defend the city!"
The man's expression changed drastically, "Didn't Yang Gou leave?"
"Here he comes again."
The man looked at his wife.
"The Duke of Qin will not massacre the city!" His wife turned around and went home, knelt in front of the statue, and said happily: "The gods are indeed effective. If you believe me, I will offer you a big pig head as a reward!"
The man entered the house and closed the door.
He and his wife knelt side by side in front of the statue and said, "Maybe we can ask the gods what our fate will be."
The wife closed her eyes and said in a determined tone: "The gods say that the prince will win! Our whole family will go to Northern Xinjiang!"
"Death camp!"
"Here!" Suo Yun limped forward, knelt down and raised his head, "The Duke's orders!"
"The enemy's morale is completely depleted and the city may be broken within a quarter of an hour!"
Suo Yun knew that this was the Duke giving him and his subordinates the opportunity to perform meritorious service, so he blushed and said, "If you can't, I will fight to the death on the city wall!"
"Surrender!"
The first order is to attack the city, and the second order is to surrender.
At the top of the city, someone said: "At the beginning, we had a detailed explanation. If the city is destroyed, the granary should be burned first."
To burn or not?
Everyone on the left and right was looking at Ran Jin.
Suoyun slowly moved forward with the death camp.
"The duke ordered whoever dares to burn down the granary, and after the city is broken, all the defenders will be slaughtered and the capital will be built!"
Although the grain road has been preserved, as much grain as possible is always transported all the way from northern Xinjiang, which costs a lot of money.
"Burn or not?"
At the top of the city, everyone looked at Ran Jin.
Ran Jin knew that these people were not asking whether the granary should be burned, but whether it should be lowered.
The appearance of Yang Xuan means that Shang Guoneng is finished. Of course, maybe he just retreated in defeat.
But what about the general?
Think about it with your brain, if Yang Xuan's food road was cut off, the general's army would appear at this moment.
If the food route is cut off, the morale of the army will inevitably plummet.
Take advantage of his illness and kill him!
Even a small pawn knows this truth, but there is no reason why Governor Helian doesn't know it.
So!
Where are people?
Where is the army?
Despair is spreading.
Under the city, the old thief was holding a pamphlet and scratching his head.
He lowered his head and corrected a few lines of words, while recording and mumbling.
"It turns out that the shouting in front of the Guogong formation was not to show off, but to damage the enemy's morale. Once Governor Helian's army retreated, the defenders of Puxiang City could not see any reinforcements, and naturally their morale was completely gone. It would be easy to destroy the city!"
When Jiang Heer heard this, he suddenly realized.
"So that's what it's for?"
Yang Xuan swore that he had smoked at that time, and the second-level breath that had not bubbled up for many years came out.
At that moment, he thought of Zhang Fei's decisive drink on the Changban slope and drove off Cao's army.
What a famous scene!
With an army of tens of thousands, he was much richer than Zhang Fei at that time.
With a decisive drink, Governor Helian retreated.
As for Puxiang City, to be honest, Yang Xuan felt that once Shang Guo left, he could hold on for at least a quarter of an hour.
The superiors can hit the mark at random, but in the hearts of their subordinates they are magnified and elevated.
Yang Xuan was wondering whether every word he said in the future would be pondered over and over again by future generations. Just like the words of a sage, they would be misinterpreted, misunderstood and analyzed deliberately.
grass!
No wonder the sage said that a thousand words are worth less than a moment of silence.
"The Duke's art of war is everywhere!"
Faced with the praise from his subordinates, Yang Xuan chose to remain silent.
humble!
No fuss!
Your Majesty, you are magnanimous!
The Northern Xinjiang Army, which had escaped the disaster, burst out with great enthusiasm.
"Reject or not!"
The death camp approached the city.
No rain of arrows.
Suo Yun said with a ferocious smile: "Attack the city!"
call!
A wooden ladder was set up at the top of the city, and someone was raising their hands at the top of the city.
"It's surrendered! I'm waiting for it!"
Ran Jin was tied up at the moment, sitting there with his back to the city, smiling bitterly: "I don't want to surrender, but I can't drag you to die. That's all."
The city gate opened wide and the cavalry rushed in.
After cleaning up later, Yang Xuan entered the city.
Hanjin people prepared a welcome ceremony.
“Be enthusiastic!”
The sergeants were instructed to create an atmosphere in which the people warmly welcomed Master Wang.
So the people were driven out of their homes and greeted the Duke of Qin with a smile.
"Something fake!"
Yang Xuan was not a fool who was better than the women in the deep palace. When he saw the common people laughing and trembling, he knew that this was a trick.
"Who did it?"
"Old man!" Han Ji whispered: "My lord, at this point, the lord not only wants merit and territory, but also needs to support his family!"
The so-called raising hope means accumulating reputation.
In another world, Sima Guang was dissatisfied with the New Deal, but could not defeat Wang Anshi, so he packed up and went to Luoyang to repair.
I feel sick just looking at you Wang Anshi!
Out of sight, out of mind!
But what I didn't expect was that he practiced so hard and survived until the day the New Deal failed.
Later generations say that Sima Guang was just lucky, but you have to look at what he cultivated.
A general guide to governance!
This is a masterpiece with a strong political flavor.
This is not practicing cultivation, but constantly expressing one's political opinions to the outside world!
Therefore, when Wang Anshi fell, the opposition first thought of his brother.
Therefore, Sima Guang returned home as expected.
Yang Xuan is not Sima Guang. He has great military exploits and a distinguished background.
But in Han Ji's opinion, it was a bit uninteresting.
"The world is always picky. When that day comes, the world will only talk about the Duke's illustrious military exploits and distinguished family background, but he lacks the appearance of a king. It is not enough!"
Han Ji shook his head.
Yang Xuan pointed to the common people who were showing off their acting skills, "But this doesn't look like them either!"
Han Ji's face turned red.
"Duke!"
At this moment, a woman screamed in the front left, and her voice was so excited that it reminded Yang Xuan of fans in another world.
When everyone looked around, they saw a woman dancing and shouting joyfully, "My lord, I have finally found my lord. My lord, I am willing to go to Northern Xinjiang!"
Well!
Yang Xuan swears that this acting skill is even better than that of the movie queen in the reel.
Look at that trembling body, every cell seems to be interpreting the owner's joy.
Look at those tears, falling with joy and not even bothering to wipe them.
Tsk tsk!
"Old Han, that's good!" Yang Xuan praised.
"I didn't make any arrangements!" Han Ji was stunned, and then said: "My lord, what a great opportunity!"
Of course Yang Xuan knew this was a good opportunity, so he dismounted and walked over.
The woman knelt down excitedly.
"I've met the Duke!"
Yang Xuan smiled and said: "Get up!"
The woman stood up and Yang Xuan asked, "Why do you want to go to Northern Xinjiang?"
Han Ji smiled at the side and whispered to an accompanying clerk: "Go and check on this woman and her family immediately. If there is nothing suspicious, treat her favorably!"
"yes!"
Naturally, there is no need for Yang Guogong to deal with such trivial matters. He only needs to show his closeness to the people.
"I don't know, Duke, that the officials in Northern Liao are terrible. They have the final say on how to collect taxes. What they say about laws is the law. The slave family is living in unspeakable misery. I heard the merchants say that Northern Xinjiang is
Taxes there are light and the officials are honest."
Just for this?
Yang Xuan was thinking about the impact of taxation and officialdom on people's hearts.
The woman continued: "After Longhua Prefecture was lost, I was thinking that I might not be able to survive in the Liao Dynasty. Northern Xinjiang is so powerful and the Duke is so young. The good days of Northern Xinjiang are still to come.
!”
There is also a sense of security!
Yang Xuan nodded secretly.
The woman said in shock: "My lord, don't blame me for being shameless. I originally wanted to be loyal to Daliao, no, it was Beilio." She twitched the corner of her mouth slightly, "Every time I was bullied by those officials, I became cruel.
I thought that this Bei Liao man was not worthy of the slave's loyalty, but later he regretted it. He did this several times, and after many years, the slave became desperate."
The hearts and minds of the people are never destroyed at once!
Yang Xuan wrote it down.
He nodded, "I then went to Northern Xinjiang and lived a good life."
"Thank you, Lord!"
The woman knelt down again, unable to pull herself up.
Yang Xuan continued to move forward.
The woman's husband sneered, "It's useless to talk about it!"
The woman looked at him and said, "Husband, don't you want to go to Northern Xinjiang?"
The man shook his head silently.
At this time, a voice came from behind, "Wang!"
The woman turned around and saw a petty official from Northern Xinjiang, so she wanted to kneel down.
The clerk waved his hand, "No need to kneel down. I came here to ask, does your family want to farm or do business? Or", the clerk looked at her husband. "Yanzhou immigrants also need to be governed by people in northern Xinjiang. The people above
Take good care of your home and think carefully about what to do."
The man blurted out, "Can I still be an official?"
This bitch is just a petty official, nothing like an official. The petty officer laughed and said, "Yes!"
The man turned around and knelt down at Yang Xuan's back, "Long live the Duke!"
Yang Xuan's body stagnated for a moment, and then he continued to move forward.
Han Ji looked back and said, "The timing is wrong, otherwise I will be rewarded!"
When Bei Liao weakened, it was time for Bei Xin and Yang Guogong to show their fangs.
At this moment, it's still a little bit boring.
But after someone shouted "Long Live Long Live", the people in the city felt panicked and felt that they had become prisoners, and they couldn't help but shout along.
"Long live the Duke!"
"Long live the Duke!"
"Long live the Duke!"
Han Ji whispered: "Back away!"
Everyone retreats.
Yang Xuan stood alone in the middle.
He slowly looked around.
Looks calm.
The people were like waves of wheat blown down by the strong wind, kneeling down one after another.