Yu Xi raised his eyebrows and hurriedly opened the battle report. He couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Dad, it should be said that the Turks were driven westward by us, so Li Xingchen and Tuguhun had to move, right?"
Yu Yi said calmly: "If Li Xinchen and Tuguhun also blocked the Turks in this battle, then Tuguhun would have won Shazhou, and Li Xinchen would have gained a firm foothold in the northwest. This would not be of any benefit to us...
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"But there's no harm in it," Yu Xi lamented, "Does dad still expect us to take back the northwest in the future?"
"Ziyu (Yu Xi's cousin)!" Yu Yi slapped the table.
Yu Xi smiled and didn't say much. Yu Yi sighed. Now the imperial court would rather attack the Turks to the north than provoke Li Xingchen, who didn't have many troops in the northwest. This means that since Yang Jian has surrendered - of course Yu Wenyun himself is willing.
Being a puppet emperor doesn't count at all - all civil and military officials probably don't have much confidence in defeating Li Xingchen.
As for the younger generation, they naturally don’t think so much about the interests of the older generation and family inheritance. They more agree with Li Xingchen’s big man and the concept of China. After all, no one wants to be the emperor of the country.
Obey the Xianbei people and let your descendants become Xianbei.
Especially the previous de-Sinicization and Xianbeiization in the Northern Zhou Dynasty caused great dissatisfaction among the younger generation. Therefore, the younger generation, such as Gao Xi and He Ruobi, are more inclined to follow Yang Jian, although Yang Jian also has a Xianbei name "Pu".
"Liu Ru", but in most cases he would not take the initiative to use this name, especially after Yu Wenyong's death, Yu Wenyun was not interested in this so-called de-sinicization, and everyone gradually downplayed it.
It is precisely because of this that Xianbei talents like Yu Wenxian and Yuchi Jiong felt a sense of crisis and resolutely split from the imperial court.
So now Yang Jian is a little embarrassed in terms of orthodoxy. One of his opponents is Li Xingchen, who inherited the clothes of the Southern Dynasty, that is, the Eastern Jin Dynasty, an orthodox Han Chinese, and the other is the orthodox Xianbei people of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, such as King Qi and King Chen.
The Xianbei dynasty controlled by Han people here is indeed a bit nondescript.
Fortunately, Xianbei has been integrating with the Han people for generations. These contradictions in orthodoxy and blood are still just flaws. But looking at Yu Xi who can already say such things, Yu Yi feels that sooner or later these flaws will become irreparable.
of cracks.
"This Li Xingchen is really a monster." Yu Yi sighed secretly in his heart.
The unified situation that generations of Northern Dynasties had finally created was suddenly torn to pieces by this young man.
And with the storm raging in the north, where should the Yu family go?
"According to Duke Sui's wishes, we will also cooperate in sweeping away the Turkic cavalry." Yu Yi then said, "Since Li Xingchen is fully preparing for the war against the Turks, he will not come to trouble us and let the sons go out for activities.
Stretch your muscles and bones, daddy is old, you can take others with you."
Yu Xi hurriedly agreed, and he also understood that now everyone is dealing with the Turks on different fronts. In fact, they are also tempering their own troops and preparing for the subsequent battle.
Thinking of this, Yu Xi, who had no idea what kind of threat the Turks had posed to China in later generations, could only lament that these Turks were quite unlucky.
However, it was a sigh of relief. As a standard Han Chinese, he had no good impression of the plundering northern grassland peoples.
"Remember, you are likely to encounter Li Xinchen's people when you go north from here, so don't have too much contact with them." Yu Yi hurriedly warned again.
At least the Yu family is not yet able to "learn Han".
After all, I am too old, and the new generation has not yet fully matured.
Green and yellow are not picking up.
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"Be careful!" An arrow flew over almost grazing his scalp. Fortunately, Hou Mi had quick eyes and quick hands and pulled back the captain who had stuck his head out. The two of them rolled down the hillside in embarrassment.
Not only was his body and head covered with sand, he mounted his horse as fast as he could fly.
It's like meeting love just around the corner, this Turkic man comes as soon as he says it.
The next moment, more arrows crossed the sand dunes and "puff-puff-puff" struck the spot where the two men once lay.
"The son of a bitch's archery is so accurate." The captain took a sip of sand.
The rest of the soldiers had already rode over, while the other chief clerk and Sima looked helpless. This was already the fourth day after they left the city. To be on the safe side, they did not go straight north, but to the northeast.
The terrain here is complex and it is easier to hide. Of course, it is also more likely to be a temporary resting place for the Turks.
As a result, not long after breakfast today, I discovered more than a dozen Turkic riders, so I simply followed them all the way. In the end, I actually found a place where the Turks were camping. Judging from the small number of people, there were probably two to three hundred people.
Hou Mi and the captain immediately went forward to investigate. It turned out that these Turks were really cautious. Several cavalrymen on another sand dune opposite quickly discovered these sneaky guys, and they came up with a barrage of arrows.
"Get ready for battle!" Hou Mi shouted, taking the lead and turning around the hill.
The shouts of the Turks were already close at hand. Two groups of Turkic cavalry, about thirty or forty men, attacked from both sides, each with their bows and arrows drawn. Before the people's voices could be heard, the arrows had already floated over.
"Raise your shield!" the military commander shouted.
The cavalry on the periphery raised their shields together, and the arrows hit the shields "dang-dang-dang".
"Load the crossbow!" shouted another voice.
The powerful crossbow specially made for the cavalry appears in the hands. For these northwest men, it is not difficult to draw a bow and arrow on horseback, let alone this crossbow. This batch of hand crossbows equipped by the northwest cavalry and Li Xingchen's Yulin cavalry equipment
It is the same as those of the others, sacrificing the range, but also reducing the difficulty of loading the crossbow. In other words, it is actually tailor-made for the Han cavalry who are likely to be unable to compete with the Turks on war horses.
When fighting, the Han cavalry first relied on armor and shields to quickly approach the target, and then fired arrows at the opponent. After all, the loading efficiency and lethality of crossbows were far greater than those of bows and arrows.
Three or four cavalrymen fell off their horses, and Hou Mi's eyes turned red. There were 500 people at home, but only 30 or 40 people on the opposite side. As a result, his family suffered a bit, and it seemed that he was really losing face.
"Let go!" Fortunately, at this time, the military commander in charge of commanding the crossbows gave the order decisively.
Arrows roared out, and the Turkic cavalry fell in response.
Compared with the Han cavalry who were wearing armor and holding shields, the most they wore was leather armor. Most of them had no armor at all. The arrows shot out like shotguns of later generations. Although the range was short,
The power cannot be underestimated.
"Kill!" The reason why Secretary Hou and the captain didn't direct the firing of arrows was because they were waiting for this moment.
Although the crossbow is very powerful, it has a short range after all. Both sides are on high-speed horses, and there is almost only one chance to shoot. What follows is a collision without any tricks. Hou Mi and Xiaowei each led the way.
Face enemies on both sides at the same time along the way. (To be continued)