Emperor Wu abdicated and Li Yuan ascended the throne.
Pei Jiu died in this process, and many people in the world lamented it. But the imperial power was supreme, how many people dared to plead guilty to Pei Jiu?
Since then, Northern Xinjiang has been in turmoil.
After refusing Chang'an's "recruitment" and refusing the order to leave Northern Xinjiang, Huang Chunhui became an alien together with the soldiers and civilians of Northern Xinjiang. For a long time, they suffered from suppression from Chang'an, which should have given them strong support.
The Northern Xinjiang Army is constantly shrinking...from size to elite level.
Huang Chunhui suppressed all unnecessary expenses, and local officials were poor. When Yang Xuangang came to Taipei, he couldn't believe it at first. Only later did he learn that he was not the only one who asked Lin'an for dried meat and various resources.
It is a urinary property.
poverty!
The government was poor, and life among the people was not easy. Everyone worked hard together, but Northern Xinjiang maintained an army that could resist the Northern Liao army marching south.
No matter how poor he was, Huang Chunhui did not reduce the number of men and horses on the Xuanjia Cavalry.
Under such hardship, Northern Xinjiang has been guarding the northern gate for Datang.
But everyone knows that it is dangerous to defend Chengdu in Northern Xinjiang, let alone make progress. Therefore, Northern Xinjiang has been in a defensive posture over the years. When the Northern Liao army came, they fought hard to drive them away.
After the Northern Liao army left, the farmers came out of the city to clean up their homes that had been destroyed by the invaders, picked up hoes, and plowed the land for themselves and Northern Xinjiang again.
The craftsmen are working hard to build farm tools, weapons, and everything else.
Most of the officials endured a life of poverty and stood firm for this northern border.
Everyone is trying to save their lives for this northern Xinjiang that seems to be falling.
It seems that if you put more effort, you can bring Northern Xinjiang back.
Some people in Chang'an laughed and said that sooner or later, Northern Xinjiang would beg Chang'an for help.
but!
No!
The people of Northern Xinjiang raised their heads proudly and looked towards the north.
Yang Xuan has never understood this situation.
In his opinion, even if there is discord between Northern Xinjiang and Chang'an, as long as Chang'an improves its attitude, the old grudges will gradually dissipate.
As long as the emperor of Chang'an expresses his positioning of Northern Xinjiang in public, affirms the achievements of the soldiers and civilians of Northern Xinjiang, and vindicates Pei Jiu, then the soldiers and civilians of Northern Xinjiang will open their hearts and accept Chang'an again.
But the false emperor refused to speak.
So the two sides were still in a stalemate.
For many years, the military and civilians of northern Xinjiang have endured suppression from Chang'an and have cut back on food and clothing.
Why?
Yang Xuan felt that his arrival was not to continue the defense... Looking at the fanatical eyes of his subordinates, he realized something.
I am not here just to revolt... I also want to do something for these lovely people, even if I have to throw away some things for this purpose, I will not hesitate!
Throw away that damn defense!
attack!
attack!
attack!
The raised sword pointed forward.
Yang Xuan looked at his subordinates.
"Follow me!"
The war horse rushed out.
The flag waved.
The whole army shouted.
"Wan Sheng!"
Whether it was the Chenzhou Army or the Northern Xinjiang Army, whether it was the Northern Xinjiang Army or the prisoners, everyone held their weapons high, cheered, and followed the figure in front of them, rushing to kill without hesitation.
Collapse!
The defenders, whose morale had already hit rock bottom, were about to collapse.
Boom, boom, boom!
The sound of the drum still sounded lonely.
He Chong was beating the drum hard.
The defeated soldiers rushed towards the city from both sides of him.
He Chong sighed, "Did you lose? Yes, it seems that Yang Gou has not been defeated in the field battle when the number of people is equal! I can't do it! You can't do it either."
He put down his drumstick and turned around to look at the defeated troops.
"Run away!"
He was even shouting, beckoning his men to flee into the city.
But a group of cavalry rushed out from the side and appeared in front of the city gate.
Seeing this, the defeated soldiers panicked and separated on both sides.
He Chong's expression changed drastically.
The pursuers caught up easily, waving their swords and guns, reaping their own rewards.
Zhao Yong and his team also followed closely.
"Don't worry about those things, keep chasing!" Zhao Yong ignored the various things discarded by the enemy on the road, as did his comrades.
"Stop Lang Jun!"
Han Ji issued the order.
Zhang Xu and others went over and grabbed the red-eyed Yang Xuan.
"open!"
Yang Xuan shouted.
Zhang Xu apologized and said, "Lang Jun, the enemy army has been defeated."
The red color in Yang Xuan's eyes gradually dissipated.
Big defeat?!
No one knew what Yang Xuan had just experienced.
He dismounted and patted the shoulders of every subordinate he saw.
Smiling extremely relaxed.
Jiang He'er followed behind and said in confusion: "Lang Jun gives me the feeling that... he has blended into something."
Helianyan said: "Really?"
A sergeant fell in front. Chen Huagu came over in person, looked at it, and shook his head.
"Deputy Ambassador."
The sergeant lay in the arms of his 'brother', looking at Yang Xuan as he walked over with a look of pain on his face.
Yang Xuan knelt on one knee beside him, "I'm here. If you have anything to say, just say it!"
The sergeant took a painful breath and glanced at his lower abdomen...it was broken, and the internal organs had just been pushed back into the abdominal cavity by Chen Huagu.
This is more like an act of collecting corpses.
The sergeant cried in pain, "This villain is not a good man in Northern Xinjiang."
"No, I was scratched on the leg by a beast in the mountains, and I cried for a long time."
The sergeant looked at Yang Xuan, who nodded, "I swear, it's true."
But Yang Xuan didn't say that it happened when he was eleven years old. He was not only hurt, but also worried that he would not be able to get out of Dongyu Mountain.
The sergeant relaxed a little, and Yang Xuan said, "Brother, do you have anything else to explain?"
The sergeant thought for a while and said, "Aye, Grandma will be sad..."
"Your superior officer will rush to your home and bring you a document signed by me. Your achievements since joining the army will be written on the document. Northern Xinjiang is preserved because of you."
Yang Xuan said softly: "The pension will be sent together. From now on, your children will be given priority to be admitted to various schools in Northern Xinjiang. In the future, they will be given priority to be admitted to various levels of government in Northern Xinjiang... The families of the warriors will always deserve our support.
His best.”
There was joy in the sergeant's eyes. He held Yang Xuan's hand and said, "Deputy envoy, why did Bei Liao attack us and Chang'an refused to help?"
Yang Xuan smiled and said: "It's just because our bones are strong and we don't want to bow to those weaklings in Chang'an."
"Then...will we always fight alone in the future?"
"Won't."
"We...who are we with?"
"Together with the entire Tang Dynasty, we will face all the enemies in this world until we make them bow."
"Where is Beiliao?" The sergeant had a look of hatred in his eyes.
"I will destroy them." Yang Xuan held his hand, "I swear that I will destroy Beiliao to comfort the soldiers and civilians who died in Northern Xinjiang. If I can't do it, I will not enter reincarnation!"
The sergeant sighed and looked at the sky, "It's so beautiful..."
Yang Xuan felt the hand in his palm relaxing.
He let go of his hand and slowly placed it on the sergeant's side. He stretched out his hand, covered the pair of eyes that were still filled with joy, and gently covered them downwards.
Yang Xuan stood up.
He has never felt his mission so clearly.
This northern Xinjiang!
This Tang Dynasty!
Those people...
They are the hardest-working people and the smartest people.
They are also the kindest people.
They shouldn't be in this situation!
Yes!
It shouldn’t be!
Yang Xuan slowly walked to the big drum.
He Chong stood there, smiling.
"You left the city for a decisive battle and let me know your determination. You refused to let the entire Nangui City be destroyed by the war. Then, why did you encourage the defeated troops to enter the city?"
Yang Xuan looked at him with his hands behind his back, "You should know that there are troops from Jinshan City and Jianshui City on both sides at the moment. I don't have the patience to slowly eliminate the remaining enemies in the city. It is more in my interest to burn them down. So.
, why do you encourage the defeated troops to enter the city?"
This inconsistent behavior made Yang Xuan think that He Chong had two personalities.
"The reason for leaving the city for a decisive battle is because I know that if I hold on to the city, my subordinates will feel that there is a way to retreat behind them, and they will be unwilling to fight. They will collapse at the first touch and flee to the city."
“Great idea!”
"Yes! But I still underestimated your subordinates. The formation on your right is Chen Zhoujun, right?"
Yang Xuan nodded, and He Song praised: "It is indeed the first army in Northern Xinjiang. I am convinced today."
"You didn't answer my question." Yang Xuan looked very kind, but anyone who knew him well knew that anger was building in his chest.
He Song smiled and said: "Inflict casualties on your subordinates, and then break the troops into the city. According to my estimation, you will set fire to it..."
"What's the benefit?" Yang Xuan asked.
"Once you set fire to the city, the next time you come back, no matter what city it is, big or small, the soldiers and civilians in the city will fight you to the end..."
"Talent!" Yang Xuan praised sincerely.
"It's a pity, you are more skilled and you were prepared in advance." He Song said regretfully.
Yang Xuan glanced at him and said, "Zhujingguan!"
"Take the order!" The old thief was very happy, and Wang Laoer was eager to try...
"Hit him!" Yang Xuan pointed at He Song, "Put up a pole right in front of Jingguan!"
He Song's expression changed, "Why do you want to torture and humiliate me!"
Yang Xuan turned around and said, "I don't like looking at you!"
Thinking of the rumored vertical pole, even He Song, who was looking forward to death, was afraid, took out a short knife and prepared to commit suicide.
Zhang Xu rushed over, slapped the dagger away, and punched He Song until He Song bent over and vomited. He said with a ferocious smile: "My husband asked you to erect a pole. Even if God wants you to die, you have to wait until the pole comes out of your mouth."
Wear it out!"
"Go find the trees!"
Someone said: "You can't take those trebuchets back, just take one apart!"
"good!"
The rest of the matter has nothing to do with Yang Xuan. He was taking a walk with a few guards.
"Tear down those core components and burn the rest!"
The old craftsman was directing the arson.
"Enter the city, we need slaves!" Nan He shouted: "Empty Nangui City!"
The prisoners were driven away and began to move the corpses and build a temple.
"This is the sharpest method used by military strategists," Tu Chang said.
"Only Lang Jun can come up with such a method." The old thief pointed to the blazing trebuchet, "Some wood, plus some things, turned out to be a sharp weapon. When it is activated, the sound is like thunder, which is frightening.
"
The two were silent.
After a long time, Tu Shang asked: "Who is Lang Jun's husband?"
The old thief shook his head, "Old Tu, don't ask about many things."
Break a taboo!
Tu Shang sighed: "I'm just thinking about my second son, why doesn't he have the heart to learn these things?"
Wang Laoer was supervising the construction of Jingguan, and he looked at it happily.
The old thief said: "Many times, learning too much is not a good thing."
"What about you?"
"I am getting old."
The old thief smiled slyly.
"Throw him on top!"
Wang Laoer pointed at the corpse of a general and shouted.
The servant army led by Suo Yun took the lead in rushing into the city.
Most of the few hundred soldiers left in the city chose to turn around and run away.
Suo Yun smiled ferociously, "If you run away again, you'll all be burned to death!"
The running Northern Liao troops hesitated and then stopped.
Lan Jian shouted: "Abandon your sword and kneel down!"
No one dares to run... All the Northern Xinjiang Army needs to do is shout and say that they are going to set fire to ensure that the people will drive them out.
Then came the looting.
"Everyone come out."
All the people in the city were driven out.
Wu Luo's family members were also among them.
The Wu family was rich and a lot of property was found, so they were arranged separately.
Wu Luo's mother was crying.
"Stop crying." Wu Luo's father shouted.
The wife cursed: "That's money that has been accumulated for many years! It was snatched away in one day. I told you that you shouldn't come to Nangui City, but you didn't listen."
"This is a good thing!"
"Good thing?"
"I have been waiting for the Luoerke people. I have been waiting and waiting, but I have not been able to wait. Now that they are here, I feel at ease."
Large carts came out of the city, loaded with money and food.
The old and the weak were left behind. Later, reinforcements from Jinshan City or Jianshui City would arrive. Looking at such an empty city, they would probably go crazy.
The people came to the outside of the city in a hurry.
"Set off!"
Yang Xuan nodded.
Han Ji said: "I came here empty-handed and returned with a huge convoy. What a harvest!"
Everyone couldn't help but laugh.
Nan He whispered: "It's Hong Jia and Zeng Guang."
Hong Jia and Zeng Guang stood in front, bowing their heads slightly.
Yang Xuan rode over, thinking about the two mallets, but he was still not convinced?
The truth can be argued, and if you are not convinced, you can be convinced.
But if you are messing around, then I'm sorry.
Everyone looked at them, worried that there would be a fuss.
"The warriors are unruly!" Han Ji's eyes flashed with what Yang Xuan called a sinister light, "Actually, the Southern Zhou Dynasty's methods of dealing with warriors are not bad."
Whoosh!
In an instant, Nan He and others were staring at him with evil eyes.
Han Ji smiled and said: "The Southern Zhou people destroyed Qiancheng themselves, how can they follow suit?"
Coward!
Nan He sneered disdainfully.
Then, he looked at Yang Xuan nervously as he walked over.
He whispered: "If these two idiots make trouble, beat them!"
The old thief said: "Isn't it better to fight?"
Nan He sneered, "It doesn't make sense, so let's do it!"
Yang Xuan thought so too.
His patience is wearing thin.
He rode over.
Hong Jia raised his head and said, "The subordinate questioned the deputy envoy's training method. Now that I think about it, one of the reasons is that he is afraid of hardship, and the other is that he is a little jealous of the deputy envoy's rapid promotion..."
This is his voice.
Yang Xuan was startled.
But his powerful acting skills made him look calm, as if he had expected all this.
The deputy envoy is indeed very confident. I am afraid he is watching the jokes of us all the way... Hong Jia became more and more impressed in his heart, and bowed: "Only at this moment, I know that this kind of training method is
It is a priceless treasure. The deputy envoy is willing to teach it to us. What a kindness it is. But we ignore it and repay kindness with hatred. I will lower my official position..."
Plop!
Hong Jia and Zeng Guang knelt down.
Lower your head.
"This official is so stupid, please punish me by the deputy envoy!"
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