"It is a good idea to use prisoners to attack the city, but once it is frustrated, the prisoners will turn into mud. The success or failure depends on the prisoners!" Zeng Guang said with emotion.
Hong Jia crossed his arms and said, "The brothers in the army actually have some complicated emotions towards the deputy envoy. Some of them are envious and jealous. They feel that the deputy envoy has become the deputy envoy of Jiedu at such a young age. How embarrassing it is for us.
Even the most generous person will feel sad in his heart.
Originally everything was fine, I was just a deputy envoy, and everyone could accept it. But I didn't expect..."
"Unexpectedly, Liao Zhongcheng fell and Deputy Envoy Yang took over. Now, many of those envy and jealousies turned into hatred."
This is people.
Even if you are an open-minded person, you will inevitably feel uncomfortable.
Zeng Guang said leisurely: "To be honest, I'm a little jealous, but it's okay... What I hate most is revising the code of conduct. Damn it, everyone is standing like a wooden stake. What's terrible is that we have to take the lead.
, what kind of request is this? I don’t accept it!”
Hong Jia was silent for a long time, "Actually, I am also a little jealous."
The two were silent.
Back at the camp, it was a hot day, and Yang Xuan walked around holding a cattail leaf fan, as did the two secretaries behind him.
The scene of two beauties dressed as men fanning each other was beautiful, but Han Ji had no intention and did not dare to appreciate it, "Lang Jun, after being frustrated in the first battle, do you want to boost your morale?"
Yang Xuan shook his head, "No matter how much you talk, it's better to do it."
"Do?"
"right."
Han Ji looked around...what to do?
"Just wait."
Yang Xuan just walked around carrying a teapot, looking very leisurely.
Han Ji went to look for Nan He.
"Don't worry, morale is back."
"Back?"
Han Ji was a little surprised.
Nan He pointed at a group of sergeants gathering together and said, "Look."
An old soldier was spitting something to these sergeants, and Han Ji quietly leaned over... If Yue Er, who was about to take the old Taiping people to follow Deputy Yang to move to Tao County, saw him, he would definitely say this
His body skills are not even comparable to those of his youngest son Yue Sanshu.
"...Why are you panicking? Look at the deputy envoy. It's like going out for a spring outing in the city. You have to learn to see when the deputy envoy is walking." The old soldier did not dare to point at Yang Xuan with his finger, so he pointed at Yang Xuan with his chin.
Wave it over there.
"Have you seen how relaxed the deputy's legs are when he walks around?"
Han Ji took a look and found that it was indeed a little loose.
"What does this mean?" The old pawn looked domineering and authoritative, "It means that in the heart of the deputy envoy, he is sure of victory."
Everyone was happy.
The old pawn stood up and patted his butt, "Since the deputy envoy is sure of victory, what are we worrying about? Let's go and do whatever we have to do."
Han Ji looked at Yang Xuan and smiled.
The old thief came over with a pamphlet in hand and said, "I learned it again."
Han Ji looked at him, "What did you learn?"
The old thief looked at the pamphlet and carefully blew away the charcoal. "This is a general who knows the art of war everywhere."
Han Ji nodded, "That's right."
The two rarely reached a consensus.
"The old thief doesn't want to be a civil servant?" Han Ji has always been surprised by the old thief's choice.
The old thief shook his head, "I don't want to."
"Why?" Han Ji was puzzled, "You are not young anymore. Your wife at home will get pregnant someday, and you have to think about the child. The battle is dangerous, but it is not as easy and comfortable as being an official. And
Safety."
The old thief was silent.
Han Ji sighed: "But loyalty to your husband? Loyalty is not about this. As a civil servant, you can still serve your husband."
"This old man knows."
"Then why did you..."
The old thief looked into the distance, his eyes desolate, "I have been traveling underground for many years, and I have met many noble people. After seeing many, I discovered something interesting."
"Tell me about it." Han Ji was also quite interested in this.
"Most of the noble people I discovered are powerful civil servants, but there are few military generals."
Han Ji: "..."
The old thief looked at him meaningfully, "I was curious, so I asked my colleagues, who knew that the same was true for them. When everyone thought about it, they all felt strange. They thought, this military general is no less than a civil servant, why does he not do anything? Where’s the excavation?”
Han Ji tugged at the hem of his clothes and felt a little cold on his spine.
"I thought about it for a long time, until I discovered a noble military commander." The old thief had a look of fear in his eyes, "As soon as I entered, I felt something was wrong, as if someone was watching me, and there were countless weapons. Side."
"Then why don't you retreat?" Han Ji felt that if he encountered such a scene, he would have run away long ago... This has nothing to do with wisdom, but just instinct.
The old thief sighed, "It's a family tradition that when you go to see a noble person, you can't come back empty-handed. I can only go in with all my heart."
When I see a noble person, even if it is just a corpse, there is such a fierce aura! It rushes towards me.
The two eye holes in the skull seemed to have come to life, looking at me coldly.
At that moment, I...knelt down!"
Han Ji touched the back of his spine with his backhand.
"As soon as I knelt down, the oppressive aura dissipated a little. I knew that the noble man was unhappy, so he quickly touched a knife and left. After going out, he sealed the robbery hole and lit three sticks. Please forgive me."
The old thief pointed to his face, "Even so, I still lay down for more than a month when I got home, and the wrinkles on my face came from that time."
Han Ji pulled on his back clothes, and Yun Danfeng smiled softly: "It's cool today!"
The old thief sighed: "I will definitely be successful in the future if I follow my husband. After thinking about it for a long time, I still feel that it is better to be a military commander. At least, no one will disturb my sleep in the future."
I am a civil servant... Han Ji pulled on Houshang and smiled a little reluctantly, "Is there a way to solve this?"
"After you're buried, you can't help others." The old thief held the pamphlet, bowed slightly, and walked to Yang Xuan's side, looking at him sideways while recording...
This is a happy person.
Even the wrinkles on his face were telling how happy he felt at the moment.
Yang Xuan asked: "Why are you so happy?"
The old thief said: "The little guy just scared Mr. Han."
"Old Han?" Yang Xuan glanced at Han Ji and said, "You came just in time. You brought five hundred riders to meet the heavy transport team behind."
"yes."
The old thief went away rejoicing.
Wang Laoer and Tu Shang were sitting there. Wang Laoer was eating dried meat, and from time to time he would feed a piece to Tu Shang, who was beside him and had no love for him.
The days were quiet and peaceful, and it would have been even better if Jiang Heer hadn't been surprised.
Yang Xuan was looking in the direction of Chang'an.
Zhao Sanfu sent a letter, which mentioned the recent situation in Chang'an, mainly focusing on his situation.
Liao Jin fell, Chang'an was shocked and immediately rejoiced. But before the smile could fade away, Liao Jin's memorial came.
——I think I can save it a little more!
alright!
This memorial is a slap in the face that makes those who want to interfere in Northern Xinjiang have stars in their eyes.
Some people said that Liao Jin should be forced to take up his official position, but Liang Jing immediately reprimanded him, saying that if he forced the Northern Xinjiang Army to rebel because of this, who would be responsible?
Mentioning this, Zhao Sanfu joked, saying that Chang'an's attitude towards Northern Xinjiang has changed a lot since the Northern Xinjiang Army defeated He Lianfeng's personal expedition.
Can the Northern Xinjiang Army defeat the Emperor of Northern Liao and defeat the Emperor of Tang... Someone drank too much and discussed this issue with his friends. That night he was captured by the Jinwu Guards and tortured.
Chang'an was on alert, and the sounds of the guards' daily drills made people think that the Daliao cavalry was only two or three days away from Chang'an.
Zhao Sanfu said that Chang'an can gather hundreds of thousands of troops at any time. Some people say that even if the Northern Xinjiang Army really rebels, it will still not be able to break into Guanzhong.
These words are very confident and have the capital to be confident.
The terrain in Guanzhong is dangerous, and each pass guards the only way in and out of Guanzhong. Some passes can be said to be blocked by one man and cannot be opened by ten thousand people.
Yang Xuan walked slowly. When the soldiers saw him so leisurely, they couldn't help but feel admiration and even worship in their eyes.
Yang Xuan pointed to a team member, who was trotting over.
"I remember you, Zhao Yong!"
Zhao Yong's face turned red and he struggled to straighten his body, "Young man Zhao Yong, I have seen the deputy envoy."
"Relax!" Yang Xuan patted him on the shoulder, "Now the team is in order, be careful when charging!"
This young man had some fate with him, but Yang Xuan just showed his kindness out of habit.
Zhao Yong said loudly: "I am willing to die serving the deputy envoy!"
Yang Xuan smiled, "For Northern Xinjiang, for Datang!"
Zhao Yong shut up.
He is stubborn!
Yang Xuan patted his shoulder again and left immediately.
The brigade commander came over and punched Zhao Yong on the shoulder enviously, "Damn it! The deputy envoy really remembers you!"
Zhao Yong kept watching Yang Xuan disappear before turning around.
His eyes are very bright and sparkling.
That night, a convoy entered the camp.
"Don't even move."
The general began to patrol the camp.
"What are you sending in the middle of the night?" Zeng Guang complained, "Is this also Yang's Art of War?"
"Stop talking." Hong Jia looked ugly.
Generally speaking, you cannot enter the camp after nightfall, otherwise it will easily disturb the sleeping soldiers, and may cause a roar in the camp.
The carts entered the camp one after another and returned to the baggage side.
Nan He walked outside Yang Xuan's tent and said softly: "Lang Jun, the things have arrived."
"Well! Give the defenders a surprise tomorrow."
"yes."
Nan He turned around, and the old thief was behind him.
"Lang Jun can actually think of such a sharp weapon, which shows that he has destiny!"
Nan He's eyes were burning, as was the old thief's.
Tu Shang didn't know what the two of them were talking about, but he didn't ask. However, it was inevitable that he felt a little itchy in his heart.
Only Wang Laoer was not interested in knowing at all. After finishing it, he entered the tent and fell down to sleep.
In the early morning, Yang Xuan got up.
“Great weather!”
Jiang Heer came over with washing tools and yawned, "What kind of nice weather is it?"
"Killing weather!"
Jiang Heer: "..."
He Lianyan came over and said, "Mr. Lang, Hong and Jia were full of complaints last night."
Yang Xuan took the toothbrush he had made, dipped it in the 'toothpaste' made from green salt and several medicinal materials, and said, "No need to worry about it."
He Lianyan said: "I have to look for an excuse..."
Yang Xuan took a sip of water, rinsed his head and shook his head.
He Lianyan praised: "Mr. Lang is kind!"
After Yang Xuan finished brushing his teeth, he handed the toothbrush to Jiang He'er and said, "Yes! Back then, I was worried about stepping on ants when I was sweeping the floor."
Jiang Heer pursed his lips - I would be surprised if I believed you!
Nan He came with the generals.
The generals also lined up in formation, with Yang Xuan standing in front.
"Today, one, prepare to attack the city."
This is what it should be.
"Second, prepare to form a formation to fight!"
Field battle?
Zeng Guang couldn't help but said: "Deputy envoy, the enemy general seems to be quite cautious. I'm afraid he is unwilling to go out of the fortified city to fight in the field!"
Yang Xuan glanced at him, which made Zeng Guang feel terrified, thinking of the powerful people in Dengzhou who were dealt with by Boss Yang.
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Fortunately, Yang Xuan just glanced at him and said, "If he doesn't come out, there's no need to come out."
All the generals looked confused.
Yang Xuan mounted his horse and said, "Let's go!"
Setting off today, there were not only ballistas but also a large convoy. The carts were pulling some wooden components that no one could understand.
We walked slowly all the way, with scouts in front of us constantly coming and going.
"The enemy scouts retreated."
"Good!" Yang Xuan praised without hesitation.
After the army besieged the city, the defenders sealed most of the city gates, leaving only one opening to the outside world.
The army arrived.
Yang Xuan glanced at the top of the city and said, "The morale is good."
He waved his hand, "Let's start!"
At the top of the city, He Chong said in a deep voice: "There is a message from Jinshan City. The messenger has already gone to Ningxing. The good news of victory in the first battle will make His Majesty extremely happy."
Virtue Chang suppressed his joy and said, "Details and stability are the first merits."
He Chong looked at the Northern Xinjiang Army below, "There is no peace in the DPRK. What we need most at this moment is good news.
Yang Gou is here. I think he has just arrived in Taoxian County and has not yet established a firm foothold. He also wants to use a good news to help him gain a firm foothold.
Both sides had common ideas, but he underestimated me and Daliao.
Look at those prisoners. They are listless. Can they still be used today?
Come on! Fill the city with the corpses of the Chenzhou Army and the Northern Xinjiang Army, and I will wait for him!"
"If this battle is successful again, the morale of Yang Gou's army will definitely be gone. At that time, if he does not retreat, our army can attack and harass, and even launch a surprise attack if possible.
He has been so smooth these past few years that he thinks he is invincible after destroying a few cities.
But this is Nangui City, the city used by the Liao Dynasty to humiliate the Tang Dynasty."
The virtue chief's eyes were bright, "Yang Gou has 13,000 men, our army has 8,000 men, plus the young men in the city, they are no worse than him! Ten of them will surround us, one to one, he is worthy? Today, we must let him
He hates the city!"
"What's that?" He Chong pointed to those big cars.
Groups of people were busy unloading things from the cart, and someone on the side began to assemble them.
Tall wooden structures began to take shape.
No one on either side knew what it was.
The old craftsman ran over and said breathlessly: "Deputy envoy, it's done!"
Yang Xuan nodded and pointed at the city with his riding crop, "Give them a surprise."
More than twenty wooden utensils were lined up one after another.
Groups of sergeants put rocks into pockets at the back.
The old craftsman checked one by one and found no problems, so he grinned and shouted to Yang Xuan: "Do it!"
"This name is not domineering enough!" Yang Xuan said calmly.
The soldiers carried hammers and hammered hard.
"What's this?"
Jiang Heer asked curiously.
Bang bang bang bang bang bang...
Yang Xuandan said calmly: "Truth!"
Then, Jiang He'er saw those swinging arms swinging forward violently.
Douzi followed suit, and immediately, the stones in his pocket flew towards the city head.
Everyone couldn't help but open their mouths and follow the stones with their eyes...
At the top of the city, He Song was laughing, "How many people can a crossbow kill? It's okay to scare more than ten people at a time. Yang Gou is now at his wits' end. He built a wooden frame. I don't know what it is for. I'm thinking, You don’t want to scare us, do you? Hahahaha… ugh!”
Everyone also laughed.
Then, the laughter stopped abruptly.
More than twenty stones flew over, and one passed by He Song's left side.
With a popping sound, He Chong felt that his side and rear were wet. He wiped it with his backhand and put his hand back in front of his eyes.
Red and white.
His face is as white as paper!
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