Li Xingchen had never, nor dared to underestimate Yang Jian.
After all, he was Emperor Wen of the Sui Dynasty, a powerful figure of his generation.
Therefore, Li Xingchen was not surprised that Yang Jian was able to come up with such a response strategy in such a short period of time. This is one of the reasons why Li Xingchen resolutely made Yang Jian his primary target. If Yang Jian was not eliminated and he was allowed to become powerful, the consequences would be disastrous.
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"It seems that Wei Chen underestimated his opponent." Yang Su sighed at this time.
After all, he was not Yang Su who was in Chang'an at that time. At that time, Yang Su had information collected by the Hongnong Yang family from all corners. Even if a dog in Chang'an City gave birth to puppies, Yang Su would know about it.
, after all, it is unimaginable what kind of connections and foundation a huge family that has been entrenched in the north for hundreds of years has.
Moreover, Yang Su was very close to Yang Jian at that time and even had the opportunity to meet Yang Jian. He could see every move of Yang Jian.
Although Yang Su now joins the army in the Taiwei Mansion, he can see and even handle the world's intelligence exchanges, even more so than when he was in Chang'an, but after all, he is too far away from Yang Jian. This enemy he once considered carefully is not
immutable.
After so many twists and turns, Yang Jian is obviously learning lessons and maturing more quickly.
Fortunately, Yang Jian is not a young man after all. Even if he has changed, there are traces to follow. This should be the greatest advantage that young people like Li Xingchen and Yang Su can have when facing him.
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"Strategically, we should despise our opponents, and tactically, we should pay attention to them." Li Xingchen said with a smile, "Although Guanzhong is a place where dragons and tigers roost, it is only a Guanzhong after all. As long as we work step by step and fight steadily, then the dragon will have to be conquered by me.
If you are a tiger, you must lie down for me!"
Yang Su was shocked, and the usual calmness on his face had completely dissipated, replaced by humility. He solemnly raised his hand: "I would like to be taught!"
Li Xingchen nodded slightly. Yang Su in history was also a rebellious master, and only Yang Jian could be considered to have surrendered to him. However, no one knew whether Yang Su was convinced or not.
At least Yang Su is still young and still has many shortcomings. Li Xingchen is willing to cultivate his humility and loyalty bit by bit.
It's better than having a cunning and cunning Duke of Yue under his command.
(Author's note: Yang Su was granted the title of Duke of Yue)
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The strong wind blew the snow up to the top of Hui Le City, and billowing black clouds came from the sky, pressing forward at a speed visible to the naked eye. Even the flags on the top of the city had touched the clouds.
The small Huile City seemed tiny in this vast river valley, under the billowing black clouds.
Rolling along with the black clouds are the surging crowds.
On December 19, the first year of the Han Dynasty, eleven days before the new year, the Turks launched their third attack on Huile City.
In fact, the first two attacks were just to test the strength of the city's defense and were quickly repelled. However, the Turks should have almost figured out the characteristics of this small city, so this time they simply adopted a large-scale attack.
The purpose of the human wave offensive could not be simpler, which is to use human lives to directly build a road from the valley to the city head.
Simple and crude.
Cao Ning, who had never experienced such a battle before, still changed his expression.
It was not that he had not experienced the first two attacks of the Turks, but after all, they were just tentative attacks by a small group of troops. A barrage of arrows was shot down in the city, and he did not even need a trebuchet to show off, and the Turks left corpses lying on the ground.
It was difficult to retreat, and the two sides did not advance to the point of close hand-to-hand combat with bloody swords.
Hou Mi next to him also looked solemn. Because of the heavy snow, the reinforcements were still on the way, but the Turks came so quickly.
Obviously this long and narrow river valley also made the Turks feel fear, and this small Huile City was their hope. Looking at the shouting Turks soldiers with crazy faces written on their faces, you can know that this
It is destined to be a fierce battle.
"Trebuchet, release!" Hou Mi ordered decisively.
"Get ready for the bed crossbow!" Cao Ning also ordered after Hou Mi. The young man's voice was a little trembling, but the look on his face became more determined.
Hou Mi glanced at him, with a look of approval on his face. War, especially actual combat with a small number of enemies, is the easiest way for people to mature.
The stone bullets whizzed out, like iron plows plowing the ground, creating gaps one after another in the rolling crowds, but these gaps were soon filled by more people from behind. The Turks Yehu and Tutun
The two large tribes were among the largest among the Turkic tribes, and the fighting power they unleashed was naturally surprising.
"Don't be in a hurry to release the crossbow. Just release the person closer." Hou Mi said attentively.
The wind was so strong that only stone bullets could maintain a poor accuracy at such a long distance, and the arrows might have flown to nowhere.
Cao Ning responded and swallowed subconsciously. Seeing that the enemy army was getting closer and closer, he narrowed his eyes slightly, while Hou Mi beside him waved his hand suddenly.
"Fire the arrow!"
In such a strong wind, the only thing that can play a role is the iron arrow of the bed crossbow. Of course, the Turks' riding and shooting has no effect, so it is the big man who takes the advantage.
Thick iron arrows roared out and pierced the chest of the first Turkic soldier, followed by the second and third.
The Turkic soldiers screamed and fell down, but more Turkic soldiers were still rushing forward desperately. In a blink of an eye, the crowd was approaching the city wall, and the Turks' trebuchets were also pushing forward, and stone bullets whizzed against the city wall.
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The Turks' trebuchets were naturally incomparable to the Han's thunderbolt chariots. They were naturally much closer, and the Turks were even more desperate. They had obviously realized that there was no threat to the city wall from such a long distance, so they pushed directly.
The trebuchet moves forward.
"These guys are going to fight hard." Cao Ning couldn't help but say. He was already commanding the crossbow to turn around and point directly at the moving trebuchets. These trebuchets can only throw small stone bullets, or even small stones in some unflattering words.
, but it was enough to pose a threat to the defenders.
"Let go!" Hou Mi waved his hand immediately.
The arrow roared out again.
"If they fight tooth and nail, then we will kill them." Hou Mi then said with a smile.
The next moment, a series of ladders leaned against the city wall. On the low city wall, the hot oil pans that had been burning for a long time rolled at the same time, and the rolling hot oil was poured down. The hot oil was made from almost everything that could be found in the city.
The firewood was used to heat it just to give these Turks a surprise.
A large amount of hot oil rolled down the ladder. The Turkic soldiers who struggled to climb the ladder screamed and rolled down the ladder, while the soldiers around the ladder were also rolling on the ground.
"Retreat, retreat!" Soldiers kept shouting. (To be continued)