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Chapter 667 Lord, are we talking wrong?

Chapter 667

I have to say that Yang Qian, who is eloquent and eloquent, doesn't say a word, but when he chatters, well, once he starts talking, he is no worse than Changsun Wuji.

Of course, compared to Changsun Wuji, who is a nonsense person, Yang Qian is well-founded, quotes scriptures, and convinces people with his virtues. The civil and military personnel present were shaken and their eyes flashed, and they all recognized Yang Qian, His Royal Highness, the King of Tang Dynasty.

idea.

The Battle of Baishan Mountain, which had been doubted and opposed by countless people before, now has everyone raising their hands in approval.

Chief of General Staff Li Jing and a group of generals began to conduct repeated rehearsals on the Baishan Mountain Battle. The final strategy was to concentrate infantry on Baishan Mountain and invite Shibi Khan to fight.

"Our army has a total of 80,000 elite infantry, and a total of 140,000 elite cavalry. If our army uses its elite infantry to station at Baishan Mountain, and uses its cavalry to roam outside..."

All the strategic arrangements are in place, but there is a very important premise for everything, that is, whether Shibi Khan will arrive as scheduled, or in other words, what if Shibi Khan will go south somewhere else?

, then wouldn’t all the arrangements just fall into the void?

A group of people were discussing over and over again how to persuade Khan Shibi to go to Baishan Mountain. Some came up with a plan to lure the enemy, using a small number of soldiers and horses as bait to attract Khan Shibi to be deceived.

Just when everyone was salivating, Changsun Wuji felt that something was wrong. He saw Yang Qian, His Royal Highness the Prince of Tang, looking like an old god, and he seemed not to be worried at all about how to lure the enemy to Baishan Mountain.

And there seems to be a strong sense of superiority in his eyes, just like a rich man who is tired of eating delicacies from mountains and seas, and is so idle that he is looking at a group of hungry beggars with great interest.

Watch them swallowing their saliva while discussing whether the landlord's family always uses good wooden bowls when eating, and what they eat is pancakes filled with meat...

A deep sense of frustration and sadness gradually overflowed on Changsun Wuji's face. "My lord, you, you seem to be very free."

"Grandson, aren't I listening to your discussion? How is it? Is there any result?" Yang Qian smiled so modestly and kindly.

"..." Changsun Wuji was not happy. Boss, why are you so happy? We have been discussing it for a long time and you haven't seen it, so you still need to ask me?

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Seeing Changsun Wuji's expression and eyes full of resentment, Yang Qian smiled calmly. "I thought you could think of that solution, but I didn't expect that you only considered it from a military perspective, but not from a human perspective."

consider."

"..." The civil and military officers of the Zhenfu Army, who were so excited just now that they were salivating, cast their eyes over, and doubts arose in their hearts. What do you mean?

Aren’t we just discussing war? Why, do we also need to discuss humanistic care, or study the glory of human nature?

When Yang Qian saw the confused faces of a bunch of guys, his sense of superiority suddenly rose. Of course, Yang Qian's expression was still so humble and cultured.

"You don't seem to understand what I mean, but it doesn't matter. Think about it, what kind of person is Shibi Khan?"

"He is a talented man, and he is also a very ambitious man." Changsun Wuji is indeed a good comrade, and he was the first to jump out and answer the question.

Very good, but no extra points. Yang Qian smiled approvingly and nodded slightly at him. This attitude encouraged more people to speak enthusiastically.

Everyone was talking about their feelings and opinions about Shibi Khan, a Turkic barbarian. Yang Qian listened with a smile. After waiting for a while, Yang Qian raised his hand to signal, and the hall became quiet again.

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"To sum up, Shibi Khan is a very ambitious, aggressive, and arrogant grassland hero. This man has great ambitions for the Central Plains... Am I right?"

"Nowadays, the Great Sui Dynasty has collapsed. Many powerful people in the Central Plains have surrendered to Shibi Khan. Even the leader of the Xia Kingdom like Dou Jiande has surrendered himself."

"This will inevitably greatly encourage Shibi Khan's ambition, and will naturally make Shibi Khan feel that all the heroes in the Central Plains are just ants..."

"Although my lord's words are a bit unpleasant, I have to admit that if I were Shibi Khan, I would definitely think so." Li Keshi, a veteran who has been fighting Turks on the border for more than a hundred times, thinks deeply.

Randi commented.

"Since the siege of Yanmen, the Turks have looked down upon our land in the Central Plains. As for the northwest border land, it has become a place where the grassland people want to do whatever they want."

"The number ranges from hundreds to thousands, and they often go south to wreak havoc. In order to implement the contraction strategy, our army has abandoned most of the northern areas of Mayi and some plains in the north of Yanmen..."

Seeing the looks from Wenwu who didn't know the truth, Li Keshi chuckled. "Of course this is a strategy that has been implemented for a long time."

Everyone's eyes turned to Yang Qian, His Royal Highness the Prince of the Tang Dynasty. His Royal Highness the Prince of Tang Dynasty pursed his lips and smiled in such a modest and reserved manner.

Everyone wanted to take a pen and write one word on Yang Qian's smooth forehead: Gou. If two words needed to be written, it should be: Insidious.

He started doing this a few years ago. Doesn't that mean that this guy has already expected such a day...

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Those strange eyes were cast towards Yang Qian, who still smiled very calmly. "During the siege of Yanmen, the Great Sui Dynasty was already showing signs of collapse, and the Turks were becoming more and more powerful. In this case,

Yang naturally hopes to take precautions and make early preparations."

"As for the two counties of Mayi and Yanmen, after experiencing the siege of Yanmen, although many people moved back, it was out of consideration for the frequent southern invasions of Turks.

It is necessary to give up some temporarily undefendable territory. In this case, if we can adopt strategies to make the Turks underestimate the enemy, why not do it?"

"Lord, have we gone astray?" Changsun Wuji warned in a low voice.

"..." Yang Qian's face was a bit dark. What the hell do you mean, are you maliciously slandering me as a trash can?

Changsun Wuji looked away knowingly, with a submissive look on his face. Yang Qian could only snort angrily, then he puffed up his sleeves and shouted loudly, "Here, bring a pen and paper."

When the people on the side brought paper and pen, they started to suppress the Fu army's civil and military affairs. Even Yang Ning, his father-in-law, looked at Yang Qian expectantly. He was very happy to see this talented man with great literary talent write an order.

At that moment, Khan was furious and the people in the world were eager to fight.

As a result, Yang Qian picked up his pen and wrote it with one stroke...

It was really done in one stroke. After a few strokes, he sketched a few more strokes, and then he put down the pen and smiled with satisfaction.

Yang Ning took a step forward, and the hand stroking his beard froze in mid-air for an instant, and his expression froze as if the morning glory had been frozen by liquid nitrogen.

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