Chapter 843 In this life, the aliens should bow their heads
Go south to the city.
When she saw Yang Xuan, Zhen Siwen burst into tears and said, "The scouts went to the direction of Neizhou and reported back immediately when 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 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 a jingle or a catchphrase.
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 force 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
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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."
But 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 desk and a bottle 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 roared: "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 are looking for pastures and slaves for your tribe, and you will do whatever you can to find them. What reputation? Who was the person who talked about reputation last time?"
A counselor came out from behind, with two wings on his back. He looked solemnly 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."
"Reputation is just the mercy of the strong towards the weak..."
The man murmured: "Being mean is the passport of the mean, and being noble is the epitaph of the noble."
The alien general smiled and said: "It's a pity that you realized it too late."
The counselor flapped his wings, "Listen, your capital is groaning, your people are dying miserably under the swords and guns of our warriors, and those women are rejoicing under our warriors... This is what credibility brings."
"It turns out that the foreign races never appreciated the Tang Dynasty's kindness to them." The man murmured.
"Only fools would be considerate to foreigners." The counselor flapped his wings and smiled with a particularly hypocritical smile.
"Yes, look at that world. The Central Plains treated countless foreign races well and even saved them from ignorance.
But in the end, these aliens regarded their former benefactors as enemies.
When the benefactor was weak, they used the methods they learned from the benefactor to kill all the benefactors."
The man looked pale and picked up the wine glass, "This is all my fault. If there is an afterlife, I will sweep across this world and suppress the foreign races!"
"Kill him!"
shouted the counselor.
The man smiled miserably, "Because of my fault, the Tang Dynasty was destroyed, so why should you wait to do anything about it?
I will kill myself.
There's only one thing..."
"you say."
"I have no face to go to see my ancestors. After my death, I will cover my face with a black cloth and sink forever.
But please, don’t hurt any of the people.”
He raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp.
After a while, he started to bleed from all his orifices. He lay down on the desk and returned home.
The soul began to float, and gradually floated over Chang'an.
Chang'an became a city of fire.
There are torches everywhere.
There is killing everywhere.
Groups of laughing aliens wielding weapons chased and chopped down the common people.
Those people were howling miserably; those women were screaming and running, calling for their fathers and brothers to save themselves; those children fell in a pool of blood, and their once innocent eyes turned into doubts.
After a woman was insulted, the foreigner lifted up her pants, cut open her abdomen with a knife, looked inside and laughed: "It turns out that women and men are similar, hahahaha!"
"Where are the men?" The woman sighed and slowly closed her eyes.
The soul has no face to face.
The people who were killed all floated up and looked at him, "Where is the emperor? Where is the army?"
The soul felt like it was being fried in a frying pan.
When the screen changed, it was still a large hall.
The man stood outside the hall and said with a smile: "My son, do you understand?"
Yang Xuan nodded and choked up for some reason.
The man pointed to the north, "My son, kill the enemy! Kill the enemy!"
Yang Xuan woke up suddenly and was stunned for a moment, his dream was particularly clear.
He sat blankly.
The long night is quiet.
Just listen to him whisper: "In this life, you should make the foreigners bow their heads!"
…
After staying in Nangui City for a few days, Yang Xuan was ready to go back.
"It's good to be a guard. When an emergency arises, you can make decisions on the fly."
"yes."
Zhen Siwen took the officials to see him off.
Yang Xuan set off.
"Hey! Deputy, you went to the wrong place."
Zhen Siwen shouted.
Yang Xuan said: "I'm going to Jianshui City for a walk."
Zhen Siwen: "..."
Hundreds of people riding around Jianshui City?
Yang Xuan led his troops and galloped all the way.
"Let's go to Nangui City!"
A group of Bei Liao scouts were happily heading south.
"You are in a hurry to reincarnate!"
From the side, Yang Xuan waved his hand, "Leave no one behind!"
The ambush troops on both sides came out.
Later, there were corpses on the ground, and several prisoners were kneeling on the ground shivering.
"How's Neizhou doing lately?"
A voice came.
"That's it."
"How much more troops will Ning Xing have?"
"many."
"Kill!"
With a horizontal movement of the knife, the head fell to the ground.
The remaining prisoners looked up.
"I said I said."
After Nangui City was lost, Ningxing successively sent more than 10,000 reinforcements to Neizhou. The latest instruction was to hold on tight.
"Why?"
"It's because the noble man is busy!"
Yang Xuan said: "It's great to have internal fighting. Are you afraid of the country's subjugation?"
He waved his hand and several prisoners were beheaded.
"Lang Jun, go back!"
Han Ji advised.
"The drought in northern Xinjiang is a bit serious, and the top priority right now is to fight the drought. But Neizhou lies across here, and I'm afraid it will cause problems. Let's go and have a look."
Han Ji admonished, "A gentleman, the son of a rich man, cannot sit down in the hall."
Yang Xuan said calmly: "Back then, I dared to spy on the enemy's army with just a few people. Now I have hundreds of cavalry following me. Who am I afraid of?"
Hundreds of riders approached Jianshui City all the way.
The guard of Jianshui City looked at it from a distance, "It seems to be... Yang Ziqi?"
"Yes, it's Yang Ziqi!"
The guard's face turned pale, "Yang Gou is here, hurry up, warn! Warn!"
Clang clang clang!
The bell at the top of the city rang, and the people in the city ran desperately to their homes.
Hundreds of horsemen approached the city.
Yang Xuan looked at the city, "A little timid."
Han Ji smiled and said: "How many people can be brave enough to see Lang Jun's banner?"
"But I only have a few hundred riders!"
The guard also discovered it.
"Yang Gou only has more than 500 riders!"
"Xiang Wen, this is an opportunity."
"Yes! If you can kill Yang Gou, it will be the greatest achievement."
Ning Xing said, whoever can kill Yang Gou is at least a Hou.
The guard was moved, but then took a breath of cold air, "Yang Gou is best at using himself as bait. A few hundred riders may seem small, but there are probably ambushes on both sides. Once we attack, he will fight and retreat."
, once the ambush troops appear on both sides, Jianshui City will be in danger!"
"But there's no one on either side!"
The two sides were empty, with only the growing grass swaying in the wind.
The guard's heart moved slightly, "How about... No! No! No!"
He shook his head and said firmly: "We must not take risks."
The guard general was called Xiao Daqiu, and he was considered a veteran in the army, one of the senior ones. However, this man was too cautious in doing things and lacked the spirit of a military man. Therefore, he had been in the army for many years and had difficulty getting promoted.
Originally he thought that this would be the end of his life, but one day he received an order to guard Jianshui City.
Only when he arrived in Jianshui City did he realize that it was his prudence that the superiors were interested in.
Be careful, there is nothing wrong with you!
"Who is that?"
Yang Xuan rode out from behind, showing off his power.
"It's Mr. Wang!"
"Oh! It turns out to be a monster with a human head. Let's not attack."
After a show of force, the city remained as motionless as a mountain.
Yang Xuan smiled, "Yang came to inspect Nangui City, and he only had a few hundred riders with him. I wanted to go back, but I thought I should come here to have a look. Do you think there is an ambush on the two wings? Hahahaha!"
He smiled heartily, "When the fake is the real, the real is also fake. I didn't expect that Yang could pull off an empty city plan just because of his reputation. Let's go!"
Ta-ta-ta!
Hundreds of riders rode away.
At the top of the city, Xiao Daqiu looked ugly.
"It's actually fake!"
Suddenly, the originally tense atmosphere became a little awkward.
Moreover, a sense of frustration began to spread.
Morale has dropped.
"I... better be cautious! Be careful, you won't make a big mistake!"
Xiao Daqiu's intestines turned green with regret, but he still pretended to be nonchalant.
"Stay safe in the city and don't go out for the past half month."
Xiao Daqiu shouted.
"yes."
The sergeant at the top of the city seemed weak.
"I'm going to take a rest."
Xiao Daqiu was a little embarrassed.
It wasn't until dusk that the alert on the city was lifted.
Five miles away on the right side of Jianshui City, Nanhe stood on a high place, overlooking Jianshui City in the distance.
Several sentry detectives came back, "Still guarding the city and not leaving."
Nan He turned around and said, "Withdraw!"
Behind him, there was a mass of cavalry.
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