Nangui City.

When she saw Yang Xuan, Zhen Siwen burst into tears and said, "The scouts went to Neizhou to scout out and report back immediately if they discovered the enemy's situation."

Immediately, he led his people out of the city to greet him.

"I've met the deputy envoy."

"Sven, thank you for your hard work."

"I don't dare to say how hard it is to work for the deputy envoy!"

Yang Xuan looked at him, "I'm darker and thinner, but I'm in better spirits."

Zhen Siwen said: "In the past, when I was in Chenzhou, there were many things to do all day long, so my mind was full of chaos. After arriving in Nangui City, there were many things to do and too many things to do, but the enemy was not far away, and everyone was confused.

When I tighten up, I become more focused.”

Yang Xuan inspected the city defenses and met with the people.

"I said that I will not abandon Nangui City."

Yang Xuan faced the people and made another promise.

“How about farming?”

he asked an old farmer kindly.

The old farmer said: "Don't dare to plant too much!"

"I know that with fewer species, even if it is destroyed by the enemy, the loss will not be great."

The old farmer said: "The deputy ambassador still understands us."

"I also came from a poor life!"

In just a few words, Yang Xuan narrowed the distance between himself and the people.

Later, he listened to Zhen Siwen's report.

"The enemy's scouts and rangers frequently harassed and harassed them, so that they could not work normally. Our scouts were ambushed many times, and the losses were considerable at first. Gradually, they figured out a way to do it, and the two sides continued to fight..."

On the top of the city, Yang Xuan looked at the north, "The emperor and the aristocratic families are now in balance. Because of our northern border, they are now working together to deal with it. We can't make too much noise at this time."

Zhen Siwen did not respond.

Sven is not a Machiavellian person!

If another person heard Yang Xuan's words, he would definitely be able to analyze a lot of things.

Now, it can only be analyzed by Yang Xuan, "The emperor and Yang Songcheng and others seem to be inseparable, but in fact there are many contradictions inside. If we stop here, they will not be able to help but fight."

Zhen Siwen said happily: "Yes, if they fight, the situation in our northern Xinjiang will be much better. At that time, we will go north again..."

You finally understand!

Yang Xuan smiled bitterly in his heart, but he was extremely satisfied.

Someone called Zhen Siwen away, and Han Ji whispered: "Zhen Sima's strategy... is a bit off."

Yang Xuan said: "It's not that there are too few people who know how to maneuver, but that there are too many."

Han Ji's heart trembled, "Yes."

The Central Plains has a long history. The key point is that the ancestors were all smart people and left countless precedents of maneuvering. So much so that you can taste the flavor of maneuvering in every casual utterance and in a postscript.

Under the influence of such a culture, the proportion of people who are Machiavellian is getting higher and higher.

Simplicity has become a rarity.

Han Ji looked at Wang Lao Er and thought, this is one of the reasons why the master looks at Lao Er differently!

In the evening, Zhen Siwen prepared wine and food and invited Yang Xuan and his companions to a banquet.

After drinking for three rounds, Zhen Siwen asked: "May I ask the deputy envoy, what will happen to Neizhou from now on?"

This is about future strategy.

Yang Xuan said: "The situation in Northern Xinjiang is not good now. Chang'an is suppressing us, and a while ago we were surrounded by a large army. If Bei Liao invades at that time, Chang'an and Bei Liao can even attack our northern Xinjiang."

Han Ji smiled and said: "Some people had doubts about Lang Jun's last army to push back Dengzhou's army, saying that this move was too much. But they didn't think about it. At that time, the scouts from Beiliao suddenly became denser. Between the two... well

!”

Zhen Siwen was surprised, "Does Chang'an still dare to join forces with Beiliao?"

"Don't overestimate human nature, don't underestimate your opponents." Yang Xuan took a sip of wine, "Only by repelling Chang'an's provocation can we slowly move north."

Yang Xuan asked someone to get a map, "Taking Nangui City is just a test. If Bei Liao is unwilling to be outdone and hoards troops on the Neizhou front line, then in the next step I will have to hibernate in Northern Xinjiang and wait for the opportunity."

However, Beiliao only reinforced Neizhou and did not accumulate large troops.

"Bei Liao's reaction shows that their internal disputes are so fierce that their external strategies have become a tool for political struggle. It is sad, but it is a good thing for us in Northern Xinjiang."

Zhen Siwen asked: "So, the next step is to go north?"

Yang Xuan nodded, "Beiliao is a behemoth. If you try to bite it to death, it will only cause backlash. But if you devour it one bite at a time, this behemoth will feel... it doesn't matter."

Boiling frogs in warm water was Yang Xuan's strategy for Bei Liao.

"Devouring it step by step until we control Neizhou. At that time, the vast fields behind us will be the granary of Northern Xinjiang."

Yang Xuan was watching from the outside, but Zhen Siwen felt it was a pity, "It would be great if the Tang Dynasty could work together."

Yang Xuan shook his head slightly, "Impossible!"

As long as the false emperor was here, he would not be able to make a big move against Bei Liao, and he would not be able to exert all his strength.

Otherwise, if all his front-foot troops are sent out, the puppet emperor will definitely dare to send troops to cut off his retreat.

In the same way, if he launched a large-scale attack on Guanzhong, He Lianchun would not hesitate to raise a large army to destroy Northern Xinjiang and cut off his retreat.

"I can't trust that person!"

Zhen Siwen nodded, "Being able to force Pei Jiu to death back then shows that he only has power in his heart and no overall situation."

It can be said that forcing Pei Jiu to death was the ultimate reason for the dissatisfaction between the soldiers and the people of Northern Xinjiang against the puppet emperor and his son. This also opened the long-term confrontation between Northern Xinjiang and Chang'an.

An official said: "Deputy envoy, there are herders from Northern Liao who often come here to graze their cattle. They say they care about the Tang Dynasty. They also want to send their children to study in the city. I thought I could induce them and give them benefits."

"Be kind to foreigners?" Yang Xuan drank a little drunk, "Let's discuss it again!"

It was night, and Yang Xuan didn't sleep well.

Drowsily, he found himself walking in a fog.

Where is this?

Yang Xuan looked ahead blankly.

After an unknown amount of time, he saw a palace appearing in front of him.

The palace looked a little misty in the mist, and some palace residents could be seen standing outside the palace.

A man stood in front, looking at him with a smile.

"My son."

Yang Xuan looked at him blankly.

The scene in front of me changed.

Countless soldiers surrounded the imperial city and were fighting.

In the long night, a ray of light swayed in the palace.

The man was sitting in the temple.

A eucalyptus table and a jug of wine.

Outside, the shouts of killing were loud.

The man just watched quietly.

One by one, the soldiers fell into a pool of blood.

When a majestic general entered the hall, Yang Xuan saw that this man's appearance was not that of a Central Plains person, with deep eyes and a high nose.

The man raised his head, and Yang Xuan was shocked.

Isn't that me?

The man murmured: "Are you still defeated?"

He suddenly shouted filial piety: "I paid you to help me fight to recapture Chang'an, but you took advantage of the situation and launched an attack. Where is your credibility?"

The foreign general laughed heartily, "Reputation? You idiot. This world is just a jungle! You will do anything to find pastures and slaves for your tribe. What kind of reputation? Who talked about credibility last time?"

A counselor came out from behind, with two wings on his back. He looked at Zhuang Yan and said, "Chen Guo."

"Where is Chen Guo?"

"Destroyed."

The foreign general laughed, "Those idiots are learning Confucianism and naively talking about credibility... Credibility is just the mercy of the powerful towards the weak."
To be continued...