Chapter 439
Do You Regret?
Chapter 439 Do You Regret?
"Yang Ziqi, who is it?"
Zhan Wentao scratched his head, "I haven't heard of a general named Yang in Nanjiang, could it be..."
Zhang Wen said: "It seems that Zhang Huan wants to attack Yezhou in the middle, hey! It's worrying!"
The two looked at each other, and a feeling of joy just... overflowed.
"Let me wait to enter the city!"
Dozens of riders blocked outside the city gate roared.
Zhan Wentao took a look with his head, "Why don't you let it in?"
Zhang Wen shook his head, "Be cautious when using troops."
"drive!"
Xiang Lin rode his horse and rushed to the south gate, flew off his horse, 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."
Xiang Lin squinted at the big flag, "Three thousand riders are a force that should not be underestimated. Besides, Yang Ziqi...how come the old man in Nanjiang has never heard of a general with the surname Yang?"
He turned around and looked at his subordinates, "Who knows?"
Everyone shook their heads, "I don't know."
"The sky will never destroy me, Pine City!"
Zhang Wen couldn't help being overjoyed when he saw this.
Da da!
Da da!
More than a hundred riders rode forward slowly.
"come out!"
The seventy or so riders were in a dilemma.
"come out!"
Second shout.
Didn't move.
"come out!"
the third time!
"Why not do it directly?" Wang Shu asked puzzled.
Yang Xuan said indifferently: "To be a human being, you must be kind."
"What do you mean?" Wang Shu asked.
The old thief coughed dryly, "What my lord means... is to convince others with virtue. If you shout three times, it is the end of your benevolence. Since the other party refuses to come out, it is..."
"crossbow!"
Two hundred crossbowmen stepped forward.
The generals led by more than [-] cavalry saw that the situation was not good, and shouted: "I am willing to surrender!"
Zhang Wen, the head of the city, scolded: "The thief joins the army, turn around and kill the whole family!"
The general scolded: "Grass mud horse, you are so timid to close the door before the enemy army arrives, yeah, even if you die, you will turn into a ghost and claim your dog's life!"
It's about this time, if you use words to control martial arts, the warriors will use their swords to slash and kill.
On the opposite side, two hundred crossbowmen were in place.
Nan He turned around, "Lang Jun!"
Yang Xuan waved lightly.
"Fire arrows!"
blah blah blah!
The crossbow machine was pulled, and the crossbow arrows plunged into the middle of the enemy army like locusts.
Amidst the miserable howls, the general shouted: "I will wait for my surrender."
Nan He raised his hand, and two hundred crossbowmen stepped forward.
"Fire arrows!"
The enemy army gathered in front of the city gate was the best target. Two waves of crossbow arrows went down, and the corpses of men and horses piled up like a mountain.
The enemy general lay there with two crossbow arrows in his body, roaring, "Why didn't you accept the surrender?"
"It's just three things!"
Nan He raised his hand, "Fire him with a few arrows!"
A few crossbow arrows flew over, and the enemy finally stopped.Someone from the top of the city glanced down, just in time to meet the staring eyes of the enemy general.
"This is death without peace!" The man trembled.
"The enemy army is a little confused." Wang Shu said, and at the same time gave Yang Xuan a sidelong glance.
The failure of the martial arts performance in Chang'an last time, Wang Shu felt that it was because of the lack of tacit cooperation, so he was always unconvinced.
"Wait!" Yang Xuan said.
immediately.
silence.
Three thousand cavalry, plus two thousand infantry lined up.
"What is this?" Zhang Wen said with a smile, "Could it be that you are idle and 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 said that he was as timid as a mouse, he was born in the general family after all, so he still has some vision and insight.
Xiang Lin said, "General Yang, who could it be?"
A quarter of an hour later, the enemy soldiers at the top of the city were extremely anxious. Someone coughed dryly, which immediately caused a burst of panic.
"Enemy morale is low!"
Han Ji smiled.
The old thief asked: "Mr. Han also understands martial arts?"
Han Ji nodded, "Scholar, how can you not understand martial arts?"
"I know that many scholars only know poetry and prose." The old thief countered.
Han Ji said indifferently: "Those people are mediocre!"
Datang’s requirements for scholars are both civil and martial arts, but as the country was founded for a long time, hedonism gradually gained the upper hand... It’s too hard for both civil and martial arts to be cultivated, so we still have to talk about it.
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 pawns dispersed.
Three thousand cavalrymen destroyed their horses.
Da da!
Da da!
Da da!
The sound of horseshoes was graceful, and they slowly approached Songcheng.
The infantry on both wings drew out their horizontal knives and slapped the shield with the back of the knives.
Bang bang!
Da da!
Bang bang!
Da da!
Accompanied by the rhythm, the army approached the city.
"Archer!" Zhan Wentao exclaimed.
"That's not necessary." Xiang Lin looked serious.
Zhang Wen scolded: "The enemy is approaching!"
"This is Yaowu!" Xiang Lin said in a deep voice.
Bang bang!
Da da!
Nan He raised his hand, and the horse stopped.
Yang Xuan nodded, "Shout out!"
"Call out..." Someone shouted!
Bang bang bang!
The sound of hitting the shield became more and more powerful.
5000 people shouted in unison: "Surrender or not?"
Bang bang bang!
"Is it going to drop or not?"
"Bang bang bang!"
"Is it going to drop or not?"
At the head of the city, the soldiers of the Southern Zhou Dynasty changed their expressions.
An official was startled suddenly, "That's the northern Xinjiang cavalry!"
Xiang Lin's mind was struck by lightning, and in an instant, all doubts were lifted.
"Those war horses are different from those in southern Xinjiang, they are taller!"
The war horses in northern Xinjiang are hardy and tall.The war horses in southern Xinjiang are relatively short and have good endurance.Of course, there are also tall horses in northern Xinjiang in southern Xinjiang, but they are only a few.
"Three thousand high horses, this is clearly the Northern Border Army!" Zhan Wentao also understood, his face pale, "Da Tang actually mobilized the Northern Border Army to attack the Great Zhou. Is this to destroy the country?"
Zhang Wen's face was pale, "My God! The Northern Frontier Army? That's a force that can compete with the Northern Liao Iron Cavalry!"
The sharpest army in the world is the Northern Liao Army, which is the consensus of the whole world.
And the only one that can compete with the Northern Liao Army is the Datang Northern Frontier Army.
With the weak the enemy is strong, and with the few the enemy is many, he has been guarding the north gate of Datang for many years.
"Wear a visor!"
Under the city, Nan He's loud voice was harsh.
The cavalry pulled down their helmets, and immediately, one by one, gloomy iron cavalry appeared in the sight of the Nanzhou people.
There were two holes in the visor, and a pair of pupils looked towards the city through the holes, looking eerie.
"It's undoubtedly the Northern Army!" Xiang Lin's face was gloomy, "I want to tell Bianjing that the Northern Army has joined the battle!"
"crossbowman!"
Rows of crossbowmen stepped forward.
"Be alert!" Xiang Lin shouted.
"Fire arrows!"
A wave of arrows flew up.
"Shield!"
Amidst the screams, Zhang Wen was pushed down by his subordinates, squatting behind the wall and shivering.
"what!"
Hearing the howling, he glanced cautiously, and saw a sergeant who had been shot in the neck by an arrow and fell not far away, looking sideways at him, his eyes were extremely desperate.
"Fire arrows!"
Arrow rain like a black cloud covered the top of the city.
Someone exclaimed, "The enemy is about to attack the city!"
"Fire arrows!"
Three waves of arrow rain caused heavy casualties in the city.
"retreat!"
Someone cautiously looked out.
"Tang Jun has withdrawn!"
The crossbowmen retreated in an orderly manner.
"No attack?" Wang Shu asked.
"When our army first arrived, it seemed that the morale was high, but it was like the end of the battle. If we attack the city at this moment, if we can't take the top of the city in one wave, the follow-up will be troublesome."
Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes and looked at several civil servants and generals who stood up cautiously on the top of the city.
Wang Shu smiled and said: "The enemy is completely terrified."
"What is courage? When the ladder is placed on the top of the city, whether it is death or fighting, as long as the general encourages a few words, those Southern Zhou people will frantically stop us." Yang Xuan shook his head, "At this moment, it is not appropriate!"
boom!
Suddenly a burst of flames sprang up from 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 feces and various "raw materials". It is poured down along the city while defending the city. People who are soaked in it, even if they are safe on the spot, will inevitably die of various inexplicable infections afterwards.
Wang Shu couldn't help taking a breath.
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 withdrew and set up camp.
Wang Shu's eyes were always on Yang Xuan.
Seeing him looking at Yang Xuan, a general under his command said in a low voice, "This guy 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. How can such a person be timid?"
"Then he refuses to attack the city with all kinds of excuses, why?"
"I do not know either."
The two were silent.
After a long time, the man said: "I think this is deepness."
Profound, the essential quality of a general.
Don't be surprised by the chaos!
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 preparing to go to bed, Han Ji came.
"Mr. Han, sit down!"
Yang Xuan's tent is naturally the largest, not to mention spacious, and the facilities inside are complete, even cooking.
Outside, Tu Chang ordered, "Second brother, go make tea!"
"I want to sleep!" Wang Laoer muttered, and only heard a bang and Wang Laoer's miserable howl before coming in.
Outside the tent, Tu Chang said angrily: "If you win this battle, your prestige will rise to a higher level. You have reached this point at a young age. At this moment, whoever gets close to him will The more benefits you will get in the future.”
Make friends with the boss when he is down or mediocre, and the rewards in the future will make you wake up with a smile in your dreams.
Wang Lao Er yawned and made tea, while Yang Xuan and Han Ji watched with a smile.
Tu Chang was too worried!
When the tea was in hand, Han Ji didn't drink it while holding it, "The first battle must be the first, the sooner the better, but the old man is not in a hurry when he sees Mr. Wang today, it can be seen that he has a plan..."
"Second son, go to sleep!" Yang Xuan saw that Wang's second son was dozing off, his head almost dropped to his chest.
Wang Lao Er ran away as soon as he was pardoned.
Only then did Yang Xuan say: "Does Mr. Han want to say that I am a little slow today?"
Han Ji nodded, "The old man is a little puzzled...not to mention the middle of the battle, the right army Shi Zhongtang and Lang Jun are facing each other tit for tat, if he wins first, it will not benefit Lang Jun's prestige in this battle."
"Today we can attack the city." Yang Xuan took a sip of tea and said slowly, "The reasons I told Wang Shu are a bit far-fetched."
"Why is that?" Han Ji was puzzled because he had never experienced a battle after all.
Yang Xuan said indifferently: "Courage is what it takes to fight! At one stroke, it will weaken again, and then it will be exhausted. The other is exhausted and I am full, so I restrain it."
Han Ji's body shook, "Since this is the case, the defenders at the top of the city must be prepared to pay a terrible price today. Although they are afraid, their morale is high.
If we attack the city at this moment, our army may pay a heavy price.Lang Jun covered it with three waves of arrow rain, making them think that the attack is imminent, and they have made all kinds of preparations..."
Yang Xuan said with a smile: "Whether to attack the city or not, and when to attack the city, these are all in my hands. When the enemy army made all preparations, our army retreated calmly, and the enemy army punched the void In, what will happen?"
"Uncomfortable!"
Han Ji stood up, "Your Majesty, rest early."
"Mr. Han too."
Han Ji walked out of the tent, stood outside, and looked at the night sky with his hands behind his back.
"Aren't you sleeping yet?"
Tu Chang stood on the side.
"You didn't sleep either." Han Ji turned around.
Tu Chang said faintly: "This is the Southern Zhou Dynasty, the old man's hometown. The old man's family members are all buried here."
Han Ji pointed to the front, and the two walked slowly.
There was a slight snoring sound from the tent behind him.
"Why don't you get the bones back?" Han Ji asked.
"The Tu family lived in the Southern Zhou Dynasty for hundreds of years. The old man's wife and children have lived in Yecheng since they were young. They are familiar with every plant and tree there. They have knowledge in their souls, and they certainly don't want to go to the unfamiliar Datang."
"You have been with Lang Jun for quite some time, but do you know how Lang Jun used to use troops?" Han Ji changed the subject.
Tu Chang thought for a while, "The first time I saw Langjun using troops was in Yecheng. At that time, Langjun used troops decisively and sharply... The art of war passed down by the old man's family, after a little thought, I knew that Langjun had the reputation of a famous general at that time." shadow……"
"There is something in your words."
"It's just a shadow, without the atmosphere."
"What about now?"
"Now!" Tu Chang looked at the sky, and took a deep breath of the breath of his homeland with some fascination, "Now he commands with certainty, deep and unfathomable... this old man can't see through it either."
"Is that so?" Han Ji sighed, "The old man's original proprietor is a noble, and he is also a warrior. When it comes to using troops, he is very wise, but he is just talking on paper."
"I know all about you on the way to Chenzhou." Tu Chang implicitly expressed that he was in Mr. Lang's inner circle, but he didn't want to show off, "All the tricks and tricks will make people applaud, and you may choose Mr. Lang as an emergency. "
Han Ji smiled, but did not explain.
Tu Chang asked: "So, do you have any regrets now?"
Han Ji shook his head lightly, "Not at all."
Tu Chang nodded, "So, the old man went to rest."
"it is good!"
Watching Tu Chang enter the tent, Han Ji said softly, "I am very satisfied with this new proprietor and cannot be more satisfied!"
Later, he also went back.
A horned dragon guard appeared quietly.
Then he went to Yang Xuan's place.
"Han Ji said he couldn't be more satisfied with Mr. Lang."
"He said that...just one person?"
"Yes."
"He is talking to himself, and he is talking to me."
"I asked myself that my cultivation is not bad, could it be that Han Ji noticed the trace?"
"He can't notice it, but he can know it." Yang Xuan said with a smile: "Go and rest!"
"Yes!" Qiu Longwei 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 just waiting and watching? The masters are all pissed, and they want to see if the new lord is worthy of his assistance."
He said comfortably: "Are you satisfied?"
Han Ji seemed satisfied.
"But I'm still not satisfied!"
At the same time, Han Ji was lying in his tent and said with a smile, "This old man is watching him, so he must be watching me too."
The next morning.
When Yang Xuan woke up, the old thief came in to report.
"Han Ji got up a long time ago. He went to Nanhe and asked for more than a hundred people, saying that he was going to investigate the defense of Songcheng."
Yang Xuan yawned, "Never mind."
Han Ji's voice came from outside.
"Lang Jun."
"Say!" Now that Han Ji expressed his willingness to be loyal, Yang Xuan also acted casually not to treat him as an outsider, just sitting like this.
Han Ji came in and cupped his hands, "The enemy troops in the west of the city are repairing the top of the city."
"Then..." Yang Xuan looked at him.
The two slowly pointed to the east.
"The sound of the east and the west!"
(End of this chapter)
"Yang Ziqi, who is it?"
Zhan Wentao scratched his head, "I haven't heard of a general named Yang in Nanjiang, could it be..."
Zhang Wen said: "It seems that Zhang Huan wants to attack Yezhou in the middle, hey! It's worrying!"
The two looked at each other, and a feeling of joy just... overflowed.
"Let me wait to enter the city!"
Dozens of riders blocked outside the city gate roared.
Zhan Wentao took a look with his head, "Why don't you let it in?"
Zhang Wen shook his head, "Be cautious when using troops."
"drive!"
Xiang Lin rode his horse and rushed to the south gate, flew off his horse, 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."
Xiang Lin squinted at the big flag, "Three thousand riders are a force that should not be underestimated. Besides, Yang Ziqi...how come the old man in Nanjiang has never heard of a general with the surname Yang?"
He turned around and looked at his subordinates, "Who knows?"
Everyone shook their heads, "I don't know."
"The sky will never destroy me, Pine City!"
Zhang Wen couldn't help being overjoyed when he saw this.
Da da!
Da da!
More than a hundred riders rode forward slowly.
"come out!"
The seventy or so riders were in a dilemma.
"come out!"
Second shout.
Didn't move.
"come out!"
the third time!
"Why not do it directly?" Wang Shu asked puzzled.
Yang Xuan said indifferently: "To be a human being, you must be kind."
"What do you mean?" Wang Shu asked.
The old thief coughed dryly, "What my lord means... is to convince others with virtue. If you shout three times, it is the end of your benevolence. Since the other party refuses to come out, it is..."
"crossbow!"
Two hundred crossbowmen stepped forward.
The generals led by more than [-] cavalry saw that the situation was not good, and shouted: "I am willing to surrender!"
Zhang Wen, the head of the city, scolded: "The thief joins the army, turn around and kill the whole family!"
The general scolded: "Grass mud horse, you are so timid to close the door before the enemy army arrives, yeah, even if you die, you will turn into a ghost and claim your dog's life!"
It's about this time, if you use words to control martial arts, the warriors will use their swords to slash and kill.
On the opposite side, two hundred crossbowmen were in place.
Nan He turned around, "Lang Jun!"
Yang Xuan waved lightly.
"Fire arrows!"
blah blah blah!
The crossbow machine was pulled, and the crossbow arrows plunged into the middle of the enemy army like locusts.
Amidst the miserable howls, the general shouted: "I will wait for my surrender."
Nan He raised his hand, and two hundred crossbowmen stepped forward.
"Fire arrows!"
The enemy army gathered in front of the city gate was the best target. Two waves of crossbow arrows went down, and the corpses of men and horses piled up like a mountain.
The enemy general lay there with two crossbow arrows in his body, roaring, "Why didn't you accept the surrender?"
"It's just three things!"
Nan He raised his hand, "Fire him with a few arrows!"
A few crossbow arrows flew over, and the enemy finally stopped.Someone from the top of the city glanced down, just in time to meet the staring eyes of the enemy general.
"This is death without peace!" The man trembled.
"The enemy army is a little confused." Wang Shu said, and at the same time gave Yang Xuan a sidelong glance.
The failure of the martial arts performance in Chang'an last time, Wang Shu felt that it was because of the lack of tacit cooperation, so he was always unconvinced.
"Wait!" Yang Xuan said.
immediately.
silence.
Three thousand cavalry, plus two thousand infantry lined up.
"What is this?" Zhang Wen said with a smile, "Could it be that you are idle and 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 said that he was as timid as a mouse, he was born in the general family after all, so he still has some vision and insight.
Xiang Lin said, "General Yang, who could it be?"
A quarter of an hour later, the enemy soldiers at the top of the city were extremely anxious. Someone coughed dryly, which immediately caused a burst of panic.
"Enemy morale is low!"
Han Ji smiled.
The old thief asked: "Mr. Han also understands martial arts?"
Han Ji nodded, "Scholar, how can you not understand martial arts?"
"I know that many scholars only know poetry and prose." The old thief countered.
Han Ji said indifferently: "Those people are mediocre!"
Datang’s requirements for scholars are both civil and martial arts, but as the country was founded for a long time, hedonism gradually gained the upper hand... It’s too hard for both civil and martial arts to be cultivated, so we still have to talk about it.
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 pawns dispersed.
Three thousand cavalrymen destroyed their horses.
Da da!
Da da!
Da da!
The sound of horseshoes was graceful, and they slowly approached Songcheng.
The infantry on both wings drew out their horizontal knives and slapped the shield with the back of the knives.
Bang bang!
Da da!
Bang bang!
Da da!
Accompanied by the rhythm, the army approached the city.
"Archer!" Zhan Wentao exclaimed.
"That's not necessary." Xiang Lin looked serious.
Zhang Wen scolded: "The enemy is approaching!"
"This is Yaowu!" Xiang Lin said in a deep voice.
Bang bang!
Da da!
Nan He raised his hand, and the horse stopped.
Yang Xuan nodded, "Shout out!"
"Call out..." Someone shouted!
Bang bang bang!
The sound of hitting the shield became more and more powerful.
5000 people shouted in unison: "Surrender or not?"
Bang bang bang!
"Is it going to drop or not?"
"Bang bang bang!"
"Is it going to drop or not?"
At the head of the city, the soldiers of the Southern Zhou Dynasty changed their expressions.
An official was startled suddenly, "That's the northern Xinjiang cavalry!"
Xiang Lin's mind was struck by lightning, and in an instant, all doubts were lifted.
"Those war horses are different from those in southern Xinjiang, they are taller!"
The war horses in northern Xinjiang are hardy and tall.The war horses in southern Xinjiang are relatively short and have good endurance.Of course, there are also tall horses in northern Xinjiang in southern Xinjiang, but they are only a few.
"Three thousand high horses, this is clearly the Northern Border Army!" Zhan Wentao also understood, his face pale, "Da Tang actually mobilized the Northern Border Army to attack the Great Zhou. Is this to destroy the country?"
Zhang Wen's face was pale, "My God! The Northern Frontier Army? That's a force that can compete with the Northern Liao Iron Cavalry!"
The sharpest army in the world is the Northern Liao Army, which is the consensus of the whole world.
And the only one that can compete with the Northern Liao Army is the Datang Northern Frontier Army.
With the weak the enemy is strong, and with the few the enemy is many, he has been guarding the north gate of Datang for many years.
"Wear a visor!"
Under the city, Nan He's loud voice was harsh.
The cavalry pulled down their helmets, and immediately, one by one, gloomy iron cavalry appeared in the sight of the Nanzhou people.
There were two holes in the visor, and a pair of pupils looked towards the city through the holes, looking eerie.
"It's undoubtedly the Northern Army!" Xiang Lin's face was gloomy, "I want to tell Bianjing that the Northern Army has joined the battle!"
"crossbowman!"
Rows of crossbowmen stepped forward.
"Be alert!" Xiang Lin shouted.
"Fire arrows!"
A wave of arrows flew up.
"Shield!"
Amidst the screams, Zhang Wen was pushed down by his subordinates, squatting behind the wall and shivering.
"what!"
Hearing the howling, he glanced cautiously, and saw a sergeant who had been shot in the neck by an arrow and fell not far away, looking sideways at him, his eyes were extremely desperate.
"Fire arrows!"
Arrow rain like a black cloud covered the top of the city.
Someone exclaimed, "The enemy is about to attack the city!"
"Fire arrows!"
Three waves of arrow rain caused heavy casualties in the city.
"retreat!"
Someone cautiously looked out.
"Tang Jun has withdrawn!"
The crossbowmen retreated in an orderly manner.
"No attack?" Wang Shu asked.
"When our army first arrived, it seemed that the morale was high, but it was like the end of the battle. If we attack the city at this moment, if we can't take the top of the city in one wave, the follow-up will be troublesome."
Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes and looked at several civil servants and generals who stood up cautiously on the top of the city.
Wang Shu smiled and said: "The enemy is completely terrified."
"What is courage? When the ladder is placed on the top of the city, whether it is death or fighting, as long as the general encourages a few words, those Southern Zhou people will frantically stop us." Yang Xuan shook his head, "At this moment, it is not appropriate!"
boom!
Suddenly a burst of flames sprang up from 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 feces and various "raw materials". It is poured down along the city while defending the city. People who are soaked in it, even if they are safe on the spot, will inevitably die of various inexplicable infections afterwards.
Wang Shu couldn't help taking a breath.
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 withdrew and set up camp.
Wang Shu's eyes were always on Yang Xuan.
Seeing him looking at Yang Xuan, a general under his command said in a low voice, "This guy 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. How can such a person be timid?"
"Then he refuses to attack the city with all kinds of excuses, why?"
"I do not know either."
The two were silent.
After a long time, the man said: "I think this is deepness."
Profound, the essential quality of a general.
Don't be surprised by the chaos!
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 preparing to go to bed, Han Ji came.
"Mr. Han, sit down!"
Yang Xuan's tent is naturally the largest, not to mention spacious, and the facilities inside are complete, even cooking.
Outside, Tu Chang ordered, "Second brother, go make tea!"
"I want to sleep!" Wang Laoer muttered, and only heard a bang and Wang Laoer's miserable howl before coming in.
Outside the tent, Tu Chang said angrily: "If you win this battle, your prestige will rise to a higher level. You have reached this point at a young age. At this moment, whoever gets close to him will The more benefits you will get in the future.”
Make friends with the boss when he is down or mediocre, and the rewards in the future will make you wake up with a smile in your dreams.
Wang Lao Er yawned and made tea, while Yang Xuan and Han Ji watched with a smile.
Tu Chang was too worried!
When the tea was in hand, Han Ji didn't drink it while holding it, "The first battle must be the first, the sooner the better, but the old man is not in a hurry when he sees Mr. Wang today, it can be seen that he has a plan..."
"Second son, go to sleep!" Yang Xuan saw that Wang's second son was dozing off, his head almost dropped to his chest.
Wang Lao Er ran away as soon as he was pardoned.
Only then did Yang Xuan say: "Does Mr. Han want to say that I am a little slow today?"
Han Ji nodded, "The old man is a little puzzled...not to mention the middle of the battle, the right army Shi Zhongtang and Lang Jun are facing each other tit for tat, if he wins first, it will not benefit Lang Jun's prestige in this battle."
"Today we can attack the city." Yang Xuan took a sip of tea and said slowly, "The reasons I told Wang Shu are a bit far-fetched."
"Why is that?" Han Ji was puzzled because he had never experienced a battle after all.
Yang Xuan said indifferently: "Courage is what it takes to fight! At one stroke, it will weaken again, and then it will be exhausted. The other is exhausted and I am full, so I restrain it."
Han Ji's body shook, "Since this is the case, the defenders at the top of the city must be prepared to pay a terrible price today. Although they are afraid, their morale is high.
If we attack the city at this moment, our army may pay a heavy price.Lang Jun covered it with three waves of arrow rain, making them think that the attack is imminent, and they have made all kinds of preparations..."
Yang Xuan said with a smile: "Whether to attack the city or not, and when to attack the city, these are all in my hands. When the enemy army made all preparations, our army retreated calmly, and the enemy army punched the void In, what will happen?"
"Uncomfortable!"
Han Ji stood up, "Your Majesty, rest early."
"Mr. Han too."
Han Ji walked out of the tent, stood outside, and looked at the night sky with his hands behind his back.
"Aren't you sleeping yet?"
Tu Chang stood on the side.
"You didn't sleep either." Han Ji turned around.
Tu Chang said faintly: "This is the Southern Zhou Dynasty, the old man's hometown. The old man's family members are all buried here."
Han Ji pointed to the front, and the two walked slowly.
There was a slight snoring sound from the tent behind him.
"Why don't you get the bones back?" Han Ji asked.
"The Tu family lived in the Southern Zhou Dynasty for hundreds of years. The old man's wife and children have lived in Yecheng since they were young. They are familiar with every plant and tree there. They have knowledge in their souls, and they certainly don't want to go to the unfamiliar Datang."
"You have been with Lang Jun for quite some time, but do you know how Lang Jun used to use troops?" Han Ji changed the subject.
Tu Chang thought for a while, "The first time I saw Langjun using troops was in Yecheng. At that time, Langjun used troops decisively and sharply... The art of war passed down by the old man's family, after a little thought, I knew that Langjun had the reputation of a famous general at that time." shadow……"
"There is something in your words."
"It's just a shadow, without the atmosphere."
"What about now?"
"Now!" Tu Chang looked at the sky, and took a deep breath of the breath of his homeland with some fascination, "Now he commands with certainty, deep and unfathomable... this old man can't see through it either."
"Is that so?" Han Ji sighed, "The old man's original proprietor is a noble, and he is also a warrior. When it comes to using troops, he is very wise, but he is just talking on paper."
"I know all about you on the way to Chenzhou." Tu Chang implicitly expressed that he was in Mr. Lang's inner circle, but he didn't want to show off, "All the tricks and tricks will make people applaud, and you may choose Mr. Lang as an emergency. "
Han Ji smiled, but did not explain.
Tu Chang asked: "So, do you have any regrets now?"
Han Ji shook his head lightly, "Not at all."
Tu Chang nodded, "So, the old man went to rest."
"it is good!"
Watching Tu Chang enter the tent, Han Ji said softly, "I am very satisfied with this new proprietor and cannot be more satisfied!"
Later, he also went back.
A horned dragon guard appeared quietly.
Then he went to Yang Xuan's place.
"Han Ji said he couldn't be more satisfied with Mr. Lang."
"He said that...just one person?"
"Yes."
"He is talking to himself, and he is talking to me."
"I asked myself that my cultivation is not bad, could it be that Han Ji noticed the trace?"
"He can't notice it, but he can know it." Yang Xuan said with a smile: "Go and rest!"
"Yes!" Qiu Longwei 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 just waiting and watching? The masters are all pissed, and they want to see if the new lord is worthy of his assistance."
He said comfortably: "Are you satisfied?"
Han Ji seemed satisfied.
"But I'm still not satisfied!"
At the same time, Han Ji was lying in his tent and said with a smile, "This old man is watching him, so he must be watching me too."
The next morning.
When Yang Xuan woke up, the old thief came in to report.
"Han Ji got up a long time ago. He went to Nanhe and asked for more than a hundred people, saying that he was going to investigate the defense of Songcheng."
Yang Xuan yawned, "Never mind."
Han Ji's voice came from outside.
"Lang Jun."
"Say!" Now that Han Ji expressed his willingness to be loyal, Yang Xuan also acted casually not to treat him as an outsider, just sitting like this.
Han Ji came in and cupped his hands, "The enemy troops in the west of the city are repairing the top of the city."
"Then..." Yang Xuan looked at him.
The two slowly pointed to the east.
"The sound of the east and the west!"
(End of this chapter)