Once upon a time, if the Northern Liao Dynasty did not come to attack Northern Xinjiang, the whole Northern Xinjiang would rejoice.

But now, the Lord of Northern Territory is lazily saying maybe!

Just like playing, decide the direction of attack.

He Lianrong sighed, feeling that if this situation continued, Beiliao would be in big trouble.

"What are you sighing for?" He Lianyan asked.

"The Duke has made up his mind to continue attacking Beiliao. At this time, Beiliao's only hope is that those few people can put aside their past grievances and join forces to deal with it."

"Do you think it's possible?"

He Lianrong shook his head, "The grudges are too deep and Lin Ya is determined to usurp the throne. Therefore, he and the emperor can only fight to the death."

"When the late Emperor was here, the outcome of the fight between the two sides was very close. Now that He Lianchun has ascended the throne, his foundation is far inferior to that of the late Emperor. He could only bring in the eldest princess as a helper. But it didn't take long for the two to turn against each other..."

He Lianyan shook his head, "This is God's will!"

"This is fate!"

Back at the Jiedushi Mansion, Yang Xuan and Song Zhen discussed sending troops.

The map was placed on the table and two cups of tea.

Song Zhen sat down and fumbled for a long time. He took out an oil paper bag from his sleeve and opened it. It turned out to be nuts.

"This thing has to be strong alcohol, but strong tea will work too."

Lao Song ate a nut and raised his head, "You should eat it too!"

Yang Xuan shook his head.

"You are too tight, I will loosen it for you!"

Song Zhen was naturally not that ridiculous person. He even packed nuts when discussing matters, so he only brought a pot of wine.

Yang Xuan couldn't laugh or cry, he took a sip of tea and said: "It's still cold now, and the roads are muddy after the snow melts, so it's difficult for the army to send out. This is why Lin Jun dares to send people to talk about peace. Otherwise, he only needs to come,

I can tell that his situation is not very good, and if I send troops according to the trend, even if I can't conquer Taizhou, I can still make him miserable."

"Well!" Song Zhen looked at the map, "There are still eight or nine thousand warriors short of twenty thousand. You don't want to send troops. Do you want to wait for them to practice and experience the battle formation?"

"I really can't hide it from you!"

For recruits to mature, training is essential.

Drilling is to teach them how to kill the enemy and how to protect themselves. But this is all on paper, and the best teacher is on the battlefield.

There will be an adaptation period for new recruits when they enter the military camp. During this period, the drills are so severe that they can make people pee blood.

Therefore, real armies generally do not recruit older people. For some reason, older people cannot withstand the ferocity of training during the recruit period.

After training, without experience in battle formations, these new recruits would be far from elite.

Song Zhen said: "In front of Northern Xinjiang, there are Kunzhou and Longhua Prefecture on the left; Taizhou on the front; and Chenzhou and Tanzhou on the right. Tanzhou is remote. To be honest, the only benefit of taking it is to find a cover for the grassland.

But in the overall situation, it doesn’t mean much.”

Yang Xuan nodded.

Song Zhen originally served in the army for many years, and later stayed in the Ministry of War until he was driven home by the emperor. He can be called a living fossil of the Tang Dynasty's military.

To be honest, Yang Xuan felt that such a person was a priceless treasure.

But Li Mi drove Song Zhen away easily.

Damn it!

Don’t you feel bad for selling your field?

"To attack Taizhou is to dig deep and dig deep. But there is a disadvantage. After Taizhou is captured, it will be surrounded by two sides. If Ning Xing makes up his mind to cut off the connection between Taizhou and Neizhou with a force of troops,

That is an isolated city. An isolated city! It is the most difficult to defend."

In a few words, combined with Yang Xuan's strategic goals and the current situation, the pros and cons were clearly analyzed.

"To be honest, Li Bi let you come to Northern Xinjiang, and it was a huge loss!" Yang Xuan praised sincerely.

Song Zhen smiled, "To be honest, I didn't want to come to Northern Xinjiang at the beginning. At that time, I was unwilling to be lonely at home. I asked about the war in Northern Xinjiang all day long, but it was not to come to Northern Xinjiang, but to review Chang'an and return again.

The Ministry of War received news that day that Chang'an had summoned me, and I was so excited!"

Yang Xuan smiled, "It's human nature."

"I rushed to Chang'an in a hurry, full of joy, thinking that I could be reused again, but who knew that I was asked to come to Northern Xinjiang. At that moment, my heart went cold."

"Isn't there still half of it left?" Yang Xuan said with a smile.

Song Zhen sighed: "At that time, I asked me to come to Northern Xinjiang to persuade you, but after all, I have been in the army for many years and know that if you obey Chang'an, you will definitely not end well.

It would be better if you were stupid. I only met you a few times, and I discovered that you are extremely cunning. In this case, my trip will naturally be in vain."

"Then what was your state of mind at that time?" Yang Xuan asked with interest.

"Do you want to see my joke?" Song Zhen said with a smile, and then his eyes were desolate, revealing a look of reminiscence, "I know that this trip will be in vain, and I just made the emperor's sword. After returning to Chang'an, I will definitely be raped again

Rush home.

I am old, but I have become the emperor's sword and dog. It would be fine if the emperor was wise and powerful, but that man, damn, what he is best at is flying dogs and dogs. At that time, I thought to myself, otherwise, just stay in Northern Xinjiang.

?”

Yang Xuan was delighted, "You were thinking at that time..."

"Relying on you?" Song Zhen shook his head, "At that time, I just wanted to pretend to be sick, and then I would die!"

This is frustrating.

“Wouldn’t it be nice to go home and retire?”

"If the country is stable, I will naturally be willing to return home, entertain my grandchildren, or take a leisurely stroll in the forest.

Standing at the height of the temple, what I see is that the country is crumbling, but the monarchs and ministers in the temple ignore it, only focusing on fighting for power and seeking personal gain. What do I do when I go home? Go home and watch the country crumbling? "

"But when I came to Northern Xinjiang, I saw a hot scene. In addition, you and Liu Qing tried their best to invite me, and I couldn't help but feel moved." Song Zhen suddenly laughed and said: "Later, I thought that I wanted to stay in Northern Xinjiang.

Not only do I despair for Chang'an, but I also have expectations for you. At that time, there were many internal conflicts in southern Xinjiang, but only northern Xinjiang could not only resist powerful enemies, but also be proactive."

I am like a firefly in the dark night, attracting Song Zhen to fly over.

Yang Xuan smiled and said, "Have you ever thought about the outcome of Northern Xinjiang later?"

Song Zhen nodded, "When you didn't reveal your identity, I also thought about it. The most likely one... is that you stand on your own and form a country of your own. Then if you can defeat Beiliao... you can't help but turn your sword.

He paid tribute to Chang'an and then sent troops to destroy the Tang Dynasty."

"Then why are you still working for me?"

Song Zhen sighed, his eyes desolate, "You are from the Tang Dynasty after all!"

"Isn't that the emperor?" Yang Xuan felt that there was something wrong with this logic.

Song Zhen shook his head, "His every move is more like an enemy of the Tang Dynasty!"

Yang Xuan was silent.

In his ear, Suzaku said: "Everyone in the world has a steelyard in their hearts. Xiao Xuanzi, you are really doing a good job!"

yes!

Yang Xuan smiled, I did a good job.

Being able to help Song Zhen do his best without revealing his identity.

Song Zhen tapped his fingers, "Where are you going to fight?"

Yang Xuan moved his fingers slowly on the map and raised his head.

"Soldiers are unpredictable and move randomly!"

His finger pointed at Kunzhou.

"Kunzhou?"

"Kunzhou!"

…

"The Duke."

After Yang Xuangang and Song Zhen finished their discussion, a minor official came to look for him.

"What's the matter?"

Yang Xuan rolled up the map - there were some charcoal lines on it. If anyone found it, this would be important information.

The clerk said: "There are students in the state school making noise."

"Why?"

"It's said that you can't take the imperial examination if you study... It's a waste of time."

"Are you dissatisfied with me?"
To be continued...