"It's not very accurate to say that it doesn't have the power to fight!"
Chai Shao heard the conversation between Xiao Han and Liu Hongji, shook his head, and took over the conversation: "After all, the Turks have split into two halves in the past few years, and now their power is no longer what it used to be!"
"Brother, let's not be so pretentious at this time! Just tell me, how big is the difference between us and them? From the looks of you, it seems that we will definitely lose in a fight!"
Xiao Han was a little anxious at this time. He didn't want to know whether the damn Turks split into two halves or twenty-one halves! He just wanted to know how big the gap between the Tang Dynasty and the Turks was. Did he not even dare to fall out?
"You ask what's the difference between us?" Chai Shao looked at Xiao Han strangely when he heard this, and then sighed:
"How come you don't know anything? How did you become the Marquis of Wu?"
"How did you do that? Didn't I get forced to farm for a year?! Tell me now!" Xiao Han urged angrily, but he already knew that even if he didn't go to Hanzhong this year, these things
He won't know either!
Chai Shao was a little disdainful of Xiao Han's excuse, but he didn't want to delve into it. He shook his head and said: "Hey, let me tell you this! Even if it splits into two halves, the Turks can still gather more than 500,000 cavalry troops at any time.
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"Five hundred thousand?" Xiao Han was a little stunned when he heard this number: "Why so many? Doesn't it mean that there are few people in the grassland? How many soldiers and horses do we have now?"
"We?" Chai Shao rubbed his head and said after a while: "If we just talk about cavalry, the difference is not much!"
"How much difference is it?" Hearing that it was not much difference, Xiao Han immediately became energetic and raised his head to ask with hope.
Chai Shao glared at Xiao Han and said almost word by word: "They are just over twenty, less than thirty times the size of us!"
"What? Two...twenty or thirty times?"
Hearing this answer from Chai Shao's mouth, Xiao Han's eyes seemed to bulge out for a moment! His mouth was even opened wide enough to stuff a fist!
This number can no longer be described as a huge difference! This is almost a despairing gap!
Today's Xiao Han is no longer the battlefield newbie he was back then!
Ever since he had seen the devastating apocalyptic gesture of a cavalry charge, he knew how ridiculous the so-called infantry restraining cavalry in later generations was!
Spear formation? Horse-rejection formation? Horse-cutting leg formation?
Each one of them spoke clearly and logically, as if just following the instructions would lead to a perfect copy!
But has anyone ever thought about it, if these formations are really that effective, how could Genghis Khan sweep across the entire Eurasian continent and kill so much that the whole world trembles under his iron cavalry?
Almost all of those cavalry who grew up on the grasslands have been riding horses and shooting arrows since they were a few years old!
For them, these two things are like instincts, engraved in their bones!
If they see you forming a formation, who would rush over to you in a foolish manner?
Why not use your riding and archery skills to summon a hail of arrows first, then charge if you can, and waste arrows if you can't?
This is the advantage of cavalry fighting infantry! If you chase them, you can't catch them! If you fight them, you can't beat them! If you don't rely on terrain and cities, even if they are exhausted, they will kill you!
"The gap between us is so big!" Xiao Han muttered, and instantly he was like a deflated balloon, and he slumped down on the chair.
Originally, he wanted to make some small moves in private to make the messenger suffer some losses! Now it seems that there is no need to expend that effort!
In the face of absolute strength, any tricks are useless, or even have side effects! He still imitates Li Zizi and endures it! Endure it to death! Endure it like a Ninja Turtle! Until he waits for the last day to turn over!
The food and wine arrived quickly, filling the entire table.
The four of them thought about the arrogant attitude of the Turkic envoy, and the delicious food in the past tasted like nothing again!
It’s easy to get drunk easily if you drink too much. This time, after just a few drinks, a few people had a slightly drunken look on their faces. When the jar of wine was finished, they stumbled up, said goodbye and left.
After sending the three people away, Xiao Han stood at the door and looked at the snow falling more and more outside, feeling melancholy in his heart.
It is not wrong to say that the butt determines the head. As a commoner, perhaps what you care about most is your belly and tomorrow’s copper coins.
But for these people, even Liu Hongji, who is usually the most chaotic, is deeply worried about the future of Datang at this time.
"Bah, what are you afraid of? They can only dance around for two days! When the Turks are defeated, I will have a drink to celebrate!"
After standing at the door and thinking for a long time, Xiao Han finally came up with the most commonly used spiritual victory method to comfort himself!
Pushing away the fur cloak that Xiaodong brought, Xiao Han simply walked home through the snow, while silently reciting Hanshan, and picked up the verses of two eminent monks:
How should I deal with someone in this world who slanders me, bullies me, insults me, laughs at me, belittles me, despises me, hates me, or deceives me?
Just tolerate him, let him, let him, avoid him, be patient with him, respect him, ignore him, stay for a few more years, you can take a look at him!
It snowed heavily on the first day of the third year of Takeori. During the heavy snowfall, many people saw a young official getting nervous on the street, but few people could figure out why he was so agitated.
No matter how long the sorrow lasts, it will eventually pass!
When he got up the next morning, Xiao Han was in a much better mood.
When I opened the door, there was already a thick layer of snow in the yard outside. When I stepped on it, it almost covered my ankles.
Xiao Han likes the sound of the snow cracking when he steps on it.
Therefore, in the Xiao family, clean snow is never swept away. At most, the servants sweep the snow at the gate into a pile, while the courtyard remains snow-covered.
The snow that had been falling all day and night stopped in the morning, and Chang'an at this time was like a dreamy kingdom in a fairy tale, with snow-white everywhere, snow-white houses, snow-white trees, and snow-white earth!
Looking at the snow-white world outside, Xiao Han's childlike innocence grew.
Wearing deerskin boots, I walked around the yard, ignoring the melting snow that made my boots wet.
Next to him, Xiao Qi, who was excited when he saw the snow, was running around like crazy, helping his master completely destroy the snow.
"Master Hou, Tang Jian, the minister of Zhongshu, is here to visit."
Just when Xiao Han was about to level the last patch of snow in the yard, Xiaodong, whose head was steaming, ran in. When he saw Xiao Han, he hurriedly raised his hands and shouted.
"Tang Jian?" When Xiao Han heard Xiaodong's report, his raised leg stopped in the air.
"You... forget it, I'll go greet you.
Subconsciously, he wanted Xiaodong to take Tang Jian to the study, but Xiao Han felt something was wrong. After thinking about it, he decided to go and greet him in person.
"Here!"
Xiaodong promised to leave. Xiao Han, who was in the advanced stage of obsessive-compulsive disorder, was just about to step on the last bit of snow, but suddenly found that Xiaoqi had already rolled twice on it.
"Damn dog! I'll make you into a dog meat hot pot sooner or later!"
After scolding him bitterly, Xiao Han raised his legs and walked out of the yard.
