Chapter 420 Run away after grabbing, the thief is exciting
Sending troops to the northwest has been on the agenda for a long time, but the emperor has always suppressed this matter. After all, Chen Changqing is also a veteran who has guarded the border for more than 20 years. Although he lost Jiayuguan, he must be given a chance to make up for his mistakes.
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As for those who want to increase their troops, their only thought is to gain military glory and gain military power.
Guarding the northwest border, there were officials like feudal officials and local emperors, among whom the Zhao family of Shaanzhou Prefecture was the most concerned.
Ever since Yang Xuan and Durm fought a beautiful battle on the territory of the Fucha Department, the emperor had the idea of letting Yang Xuan succeed Chen Changqing.
The reason why Yang Xuan was allowed to lead troops into enemy-occupied areas was to give him a chance to make meritorious deeds, but he didn't expect that Yang Xuan would be trapped inside instead.
After the spring begins, we must increase our troops anyway, otherwise if the Oara people break through Ganzhou City, the entire northwest will fall into the hands of the enemy.
At this time, Yang Xuan was leading more than 10,000 people to fight guerrillas with the Oara people in the mountains and forests.
The camp was destroyed, but the Wala people paid a bloody price. At least 20,000 people filled the traps and pits around the camp.
The Wala people were now furious and were chasing Yang Xuan in the mountains and forests.
But without horses, the Wala people could not get any advantage from Yang Xuan's elite soldiers.
The 10,000 prisoners previously exchanged have recovered their vitality after a period of raising and have become Yang Xuan's engineers.
All the work of digging holes and setting traps was left to them, while Yang Xuan led his men in the mountains and forests, and the sixteen-character tactics of advancing and retreating the enemy, harassing the enemy when they were stationed, attacking when the enemy was tired, and pursuing the enemy when they retreated were all in full effect.
Incisively and vividly.
In the end, the Wala people gave up the pursuit and just blocked the mountain intersection to prevent Yang Xuan from running out and causing harm to others.
Seeing that the Wala people had shrunk into a turtle shell and could no longer take any advantage, Yang Xuan simply led his troops to the west.
From the Qilian Mountains, we crossed the area where the enemy's large troops were stationed and reached the enemy's rear.
Standing on the mountain, Yang Xuan held up a telescope and looked around. Further west was Jiayuguan. With more than 5,000 people in his hands, attacking Jiayuguan was sheer nonsense, so his target was still the four major Olay tribes that occupied the territory.
After looking at it for a while, Yang Xuan took out the map and said, "Come on, let's discuss who to kill first?"
Chen Li, Zhang Huang and Yang Xiao all came over and started pointing on the map.
"I suggest attacking Xidian Fort first. It is far away from Jiayuguan and the enemy will not have time to support us."
"No, no, Xidian Fort is far away from us. It will be inconvenient to retreat after the battle."
"Why don't we go to Blackpool Castle? This place is very close. We can just run away after the fight."
"Yes, yes, Blackpool Castle is easy to fight, and there are not many defenders. We can still grab some food and grass."
"Okay, let's attack Blackpool Castle." Yang Xuan finally made the decision: "Kill people, grab food, and then run away. It's exciting."
The five people looked at each other and said in unison: "It's so exciting!"
The excitement was stirred up so easily.
It was obvious that these people had been led astray by Yang Xuan.
From being a fierce warrior who rushed and fought, he became cunning and cunning. After all, during this period of time, Yang Xuan led them to win many battles, large and small, using this tactic. The most important thing is that the soldiers suffered very few casualties.
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Taking advantage of the darkness, the troops went down the mountain and headed straight for Blackpool Fort. Yang Xuan and Zhang Qianhu met them at the mountain pass.
This place was already behind the enemy's rear. The Wala people did not expect that Da Sheng's army would come to attack them, and they entered the city with little resistance.
Seeing the fighting in Blackpool Castle, Yang Xiao took the lead and was invincible to anyone who stood in his way. After just a few rounds of killing, the Walas collapsed and fled.
However, there were Da Sheng soldiers ambushing outside the city. A hail of arrows came down, killing and wounding many people. The enemy troops who escaped did not pursue them. Everyone rushed into the city to search, and then drove away with their carriages.
When the Warra reinforcements arrived, there was only a mess left in Blackpool Castle.
Yang Xuan, on the other hand, had already led his soldiers and escaped into the forest while humming a song.
Nowadays, Yang Xuan leads his soldiers and horses around in the mountains and forests, shooting and changing places. Every time he is stationed in the camp, there are traps everywhere. It can be said that wherever he goes, traps are dug.
The Wala people, who had suffered countless losses, basically no longer chased them, because not only would there be no benefit in chasing them, but they would accidentally step on a trap or encounter an ambush.
In the clearing in the forest, soldiers buried pots to make rice. There were several bonfires beside them, with pots on them. The pots were simmering with broth, and the aroma spread everywhere.
Yang Xuan grabbed a roasted leg of lamb and chewed it until his mouth was full of oil. He raised his arm and wiped his mouth with his sleeve, then pointed with the leg of lamb: "What do you think of this place? How about we go over here tomorrow to do it?"
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Several thousand families shared a roast lamb, and everyone was covered in oil. Conditions in the mountains were limited. Although they had no worries about eating and drinking, it was difficult to maintain their image. The entire army was slovenly from top to bottom, like beggars.
generally.
Especially Li Qianhu, because he hadn't trimmed his beard for many days, and his originally handsome short beard was about to turn into a full face of beard. A handsome middle-aged man suddenly looked like Li Kui.
I saw him rubbing his hands on his waist, then stretching out his fingers covered with black mud, pointing at the map and saying: "I think this place is more suitable. This road used to be an important road for transporting grain, and the Ora people transported grain and grass.
They will also pass by here, and we only need to make proper arrangements to rob their food and grass, and the enemy army will retreat without a fight."
Yang Xuan nodded: "This is a good idea, but we are making so much noise here, so the Wala people must be on guard, lest they fail to seize the food and fodder, and instead fall into an ambush by the enemy."
Chen Qianhu on the side said again: "Food and grass are not delivered every day. We can observe it first. As long as we send people to keep an eye on it, we will know whether the enemy has an ambush."
Yang Xuan grabbed a pinch of salt and sprinkled it on the lamb leg, took a bite, and said vaguely while chewing: "This is a good idea, let's do it."
"By the way, since we are going to rob food, we must prepare transportation vehicles, attack and retreat routes, and don't forget the traps." Yang Xuan's eyes wandered back and forth, and finally landed on Li Qianhu: "This
It's up to you to take charge."
Li Qianhu retracted his big hand that was tearing another roasted lamb leg, and said, "Yes, I will obey the general's order."
Just as he handed over his hand, Chen Qianhu, who was standing by him, tore off the leg of lamb unceremoniously, dipped it in salt, then stuffed it into his mouth and started chewing it.
Li Qianhu shouted angrily: "That boy, you dare to steal my leg of lamb. I will fight with you."
Chen Qianhu laughed and dodged: "What about your leg of lamb? Your name is not written on it. Whoever gets it belongs to whoever gets it."
Yang Xuan was also cheering on the side: "It's true, I didn't write your name, so why is it yours? Everyone who sees it should have a share. Chen Qianhu, please hand over the leg of lamb, and everyone can take a bite."
When everyone heard this, they all started to snatch it. Chen Qianhu, who was the first to grab the leg of lamb, was unlucky and was pinned down by several people.
But even so, the leg of lamb in his hand refused to let go. Several people did not dislike it and opened their mouths to eat it. When Chen Qianhu got out from under the crowd's suppression, there was no good piece of meat left in the leg of lamb in his hand.
