Chapter 708: The winner is still in the hands of the young slaughter, and there is still a way to go
There was no grand farewell ceremony for officials, nor was there an army marching to war with golden drums and drums beating in unison.
The two thousand personal guards of the Long Live Battalion once again escorted their young commander Yang Lin to the northern battlefield.
On the noisy road, smoke and dust were rolled up all the way. Yang Lin rode on the horse and let out a long sigh of relief.
I have walked this road from Bianliang to Youyan many times, but this is the first time I have climbed out of the Great Wall.
Unknowingly, it was easy to attack and defend between Hu and Han.
After the Tang Dynasty weakened, northern barbarians always invaded the Central Plains. Now the soldiers finally broke through the Great Wall.
Since ancient times, many nations have been called fighting nations, and many emperors have been called great emperors.
But their glory, which lasted only a few hundred years at most, had evaporated, and the empire they had built was in ruins in the blink of an eye.
Yang Lin pulled the horse's rope and let it gallop north, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
Looking at this point in time, a thousand years ago and a thousand years later, except for the brief period of more than a hundred years in between, the army on the land under my feet has always been the pinnacle of military force in the world.
This time, I want to push the Han family's military force to its peak.
The powerful man marched far away, looked down upon the prosperous Tang Dynasty, wiped out the barbarians outside the Great Wall in one fell swoop, and made the ferocious foreigners in the north become warm and hospitable.
All this requires is winning the next battle.
On the high hill, Lu Qian raised his hands to cover the sun, glanced into the distance, Pegasus returned to Yang Lin's team, clasped his fists and said, "Young Master, where will you rest tonight?"
Yang Lin thought for a moment, touched the horse's mane, and said: "Wherever we go, we will camp there. We will not enter the state capital when we pass it, so as not to waste time."
Lu Qian looked troubled. He hesitated again and again, but finally advised: "Young Zai, although it is getting warmer during the day, it is still very cold at night. Don't rush on your way, otherwise it will be bad if you catch a cold."
"How could you be so squeamish? If you can't bear the cold, why would you go on an expedition beyond the Great Wall? It's much colder in Huanglong Mansion than here."
After saying that, he spurred his horse on his crotch and headed north.
The weather along the way slowly became colder, as if going against the season.
Seven days later, Yang Lin and his party arrived at Daming Mansion. Yang Lin also put on a cloak. The local defenders had been waiting here for a long time.
Yang Lin reined in his horse and did not enter the city. He rode on the horse and stretched out his hand to let the defense envoys of Daming Mansion come forward.
After a while, the defensive officer Liu Wenming hurried over, but before he had time to bow down, Yang Lin waved his hand and said: "Don't worry about victory, think about defeat first, so that you can ensure nothing goes wrong.
I'm waiting to go here. Youyan's defense is empty. If anything goes wrong, you have to take care of it and protect the Central Plains.
Your Daming Mansion is the last line of defense, and I have also deployed Hejian, Yizhou, Yanzhou and Tanzhou in front."
Yang Lin leaned over slightly, and Liu Wenming hurriedly stepped forward, but heard Yang Lin say in a concentrated voice: "These are all the same, but if there is a mistake, the head will be at risk!"
Liu Wenming's neck felt cold, and he quickly patted his chest and assured: "Young Master, please feel free, but I don't dare to say anything else. I guarantee that Daming Mansion will never be lost."
This is just a foolproof plan. If something really goes wrong, we must protect the Central Plains and then slowly turn around.
Of course, Yang Lin doesn't think he can still lose. The general trend has been formed and victory is within his grasp.
No matter in terms of foundation or strength, unless Aguda also imitates Liu Xiu in summoning meteorites to hit the time traveler, he will definitely win.
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All the soldiers in the Baiyu River area have received the news that Young Master Yang Lin is about to arrive.
This is already a precursor to an attack. Even the most stupid person knows that the next battle is coming.
Whether it is generals at all levels or ordinary soldiers, they are all preparing nervously.
In the right army camp, Liu Qi was wiping his big gun. The barrel of the gun was already a little worn, which showed that he had been practicing very diligently.
The essence of Chinese martial arts is actually never ordinary fights, arenas, or boxing skills.
What is really powerful is the weapon martial arts in the army. As far back as the Shang Dynasty, the Han people were already fighting with bronze weapons.
In the Spring and Autumn Period, when our ancestors drove thousands of chariots to fight each other, the earth trembled with the roar of crushing and the sound of war horses.
At this time, most other ethnic groups were still tying stones to sticks and wielding them to fight.
The spear in Liu Qi's hand is the most common weapon among generals in the army. Throughout the ages, various marksmanship techniques have been circulated in the army. Soldiers and horses who practice diligently are the best among the best.
Yang Yizhong excitedly opened the curtain, barged in, and patted his shoulder: "Liu Qi, the young master is here!"
"So fast?" Liu Qi asked slightly surprised without looking back.
Yang Yizhong cheered, laughed and cursed: "What I said is that he is already on the way and is coming."
"I've known this for a long time, and you just heard about it?"
Yang Yizhong ignored this rude boy and said happily: "We finally have a chance to fight with the young master."
Liu Qi wiped the hand of the gun barrel, paused slightly, and his eyes became sharp.
In this battle, there are so many stars, but I am still an inconspicuous one.
But there are not only a few people like Yang Yizhong and himself who hold back their energy and want to prove themselves in this battle.
Who in the whole camp is willing to be a supporting role, sit back and watch others' names go down in history, make their wives and children, and honor their ancestors?
Yang Yizhong was full of hope and ambition. He patted his chest and said: "I have been in Beijing to camp the New Army for three years. At the beginning, I was ridiculed. It was the young prime minister who favored me. A wise man will die for his confidant.
How can we retaliate without fighting to the death this time!"
Yang Yizhong was spotted by Yang Lin because of his tall figure and extraordinary appearance, and he was taken to Zhaixing Tower to attend the banquet hosted by Song Jiang, Gao Bing and others.
As for Liu Qi, it was because his father was Yang Lin's old subordinate, and he was in Bianjing during the war, so he got to know Yang Lin.
Yang Lin invaded Bianliang with his troops, disbanded the 600,000 forbidden troops, and recruited these elite soldiers and generals. It can be said that each of them was strictly selected. They were strong, had brothers at home, and had no worries about their parents having no one to support them.
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These young generals of the new army in the Beijing camp use the best armor and weapons, and receive the most pay. Training every day is the hardest, and studying at night is the most tiring.
After working hard for so long, the final exam is finally here...
Compared with this time, Wu Zhuangyuan's exams were all childish.
Yao Pingzhong, Han Shizhong, Zong Ze, Wang Zhen, Wu Jie, Yang Keshi...
Familiar names are pressed above their heads, and they have long been tired of hearing them. Why can't my name be the one that is praised in the Song Dynasty from now on?
Liu Qi turned his head and looked at Yang Yizhong, whose eyes were shining and full of energy. He frowned and said, "This time, I will fight the most beautiful battle and get the greatest credit!"
Yang Yizhong was stunned for a moment and cursed: "What are you capable of? How dare you underestimate us and talk so frivolously, let's wait and see."