Of course, it may be more appropriate to be prepared to threaten Chang'an.
After all, after Pei Zilie captured Fufeng, he formed a flanking attack with Li Xingchen. How much fighting spirit do Li Mu and others in Chang'an City still have?
Following Pei Zilie were Han Qinhu and Xu Deyan, while Cao Zhong led his army to receive Feng Yi.
"Commander, your Majesty's decree is that after we capture Feng Yi, we must be careful of the enemies in the direction of Bashang. It is best to pose a threat to the flanks of Yuchi's troops." A messenger came in quickly.
"Map!" Pei Zilie said hurriedly.
Li Yan led Pei Zilie into the meeting hall: "The governor might as well use the map I have here."
"That's fine." Pei Zilie walked straight over, stretched out his hand and clicked on the map: "What's on the battlefield now is Yuchi Jiong's vanguard. The number should be about 50,000. The leader is our old acquaintance Weichi Shun, and
There are at least 30,000 infantry and cavalry in Huayin, and Yuchi Jiong personally leads the troops."
Han Qinhu took the lead and said: "General Cao has 50,000 troops, but I'm afraid it will be difficult to confront the enemies in Bashang and Huayin."
"I will lead the troops to Feng Yi now, and I will leave it to you to surround Chang'an." Pei Zilie made a decisive decision.
And Li Yan also said: "If the governor does not dislike it, I am also willing to go with him."
"That's fine." Pei Zilie nodded slightly, "It would be best to have the help of an old general."
At nightfall, Yang Lihua met Yuwen.
This was the first time she saw Yuwen after the last turmoil in Chang'an.
Yu Wenxin stood at the door, looking over with wary eyes.
Yuwen's hair was disheveled and he was sitting quietly on a chair. There were almost no lights in the entire palace. If it weren't for a little moonlight, I might not have seen anyone here at all.
Yang Lihua wanted to step forward, but still stopped.
There were all kinds of broken utensils scattered around Yuwen, indicating that Yuwen realized that he was still a puppet and vented and destroyed again. Now he is just like an exhausted beast in the darkness.
As if he felt the voice behind him, Yuwen slowly turned around. He stared directly at Yang Lihua, making a sound in his hoarse voice.
"Bitch, bitch!" Yuwen shouted. He almost subconsciously grabbed a chair leg next to him and rushed towards Yang Lihua.
"Be careful!" Yu Wenxin reached out decisively to pull Yang Lihua away, and drew out his sword to block Yu Wen.
The moonlight is like flowing water, shining on the sword blade.
Yuwen gasped for breath, but did not continue to move forward. He seemed to understand that if he continued to move forward, Yuwen Xin would never be polite to him. He snorted feebly, dropped the thing in his hand, and sat back with a staggering step.
.
And Yang Lihua covered her face and leaned outside the door, crying softly.
Yu Wenxin reached out and closed the door: "Give up."
Yang Lihua raised her head again and looked at Yuwen Xin: "You are also from the Yuwen family, why do you do this?"
Yu Wenxin snorted coldly. He was afraid that Yu Wen would commit suicide and agreed to the concubines' request to send someone to visit. However, looking at it now, things might be counterproductive. As for Yang Lihua's question, he originally didn't want to answer it, but when he heard
Yuwen's roar in the room behind made his heart soften and he said lightly:
"Let that Feng Xiaolian take care of Your Majesty."
Yang Lihua was stunned for a moment and murmured: "That's fine."
Now we must at least keep His Majesty alive.
As long as they can keep His Majesty alive, at least they still have the courage to live.
But Yu Wenxin didn't even look at Yang Lihua, just stared at the rolling palace.
This used to be the center of power in Chang'an and a symbol of the imperial power of the Yuwen clan in the Northern Zhou Dynasty. But is it really going to be replaced now?
It was not that Yu Wenxin was not mentally prepared, but when this moment was about to come, he still found it somewhat difficult to accept it.
Is there really no room for resistance in the Yuwen family?
At this time, Yu Wenxin even regretted a little. If she had decisively stood up and joined Yu Wen Xiaobo and the others, would everything have been different?
But now it is difficult for the Yuwen family to preside over the entire Guanlong family, and it is impossible for these families to revolve around the Yuwen family.
Perhaps it is time for the Yuwen family to recognize the reality and prepare to bow to the new dynasty, so as to find an opportunity to rise again after this.
The burden of enduring humiliation will fall on your own shoulders.
Yu Wenxin is also a man who has experienced many battles. He is not afraid of death. It can even be said that he is used to death and does not think he can live forever.
Thinking that now she might have to cooperate with someone like Yu Wenliang to lead the Yuwen family forward with difficulty, Yu Wenxin felt powerless. She didn't know what Yu Wenliang planned, and she didn't know how she could bend her waist.
How low?
Yu Wenxin looked forward, and the buildings and buildings were silent in the darkness.
Chang'an is about to change its owner, but the Yuwen family cannot just disappear.
Yuwen can die, and so can he, but Yuwen must survive!
Yu Wenxin made up his mind and started walking again.
"See the British Duke." Yang Lihua left and returned, bringing Feng Xiaolian back with her.
Yu Wenxin glanced at Feng Xiaolian, who was bowing his head in silence, sighed in his heart, clenched his sword tightly, and then resisted the urge to kill this woman directly.
The Yuwen family fell apart under this woman's tender eyes.
"Go in." After all, Yu Wenxin was not so impulsive as to blame all the crimes on one woman.
In this troubled world, everyone has their own way of survival. A charming person like Feng Xiaolian should exist just to charm the Lord, right?
But now is the right time. I hope she can let Yuwen calm down, otherwise Yuwen Xin cannot guarantee whether the emperor, who has experienced too many ups and downs and great joys and sorrows, will do anything extraordinary.
Yang Lihua paused outside the palace door. She glanced at Feng Xiaolian with a complicated expression, and for a moment she felt a little envious of Feng Xiaolian.
I was torn back and forth between my father and His Majesty. No matter which side I was on, I felt ashamed of the other side. In the end, I was like a rat in a bellows and could only suffer from both sides. Now that my father has not been heard from, and His Majesty has also gone crazy, I can only
left alone
Feng Xiaolian, on the other hand, seems to be able to live a life of peace and quiet. Although she has passed through the hands of several people, she has never been seen with a sad face.
Everywhere she goes, she seems to bring the joy of life.
"Take good care of Your Majesty." Yang Lihua whispered.
Feng Xiaolian looked up at Yang Lihua and nodded slightly.
Yu Wenxin waved his hand, and the two guards pushed open the door.
Yuwen looked over with hostility. His hands were groping on the ground, as if he was looking for something that could be used to hit someone.