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Chapter 1770 Questions

"I can't stand it anymore." Yuchijiong smiled self-consciously.

Wang Qian was silent for a moment. Yu Chijiong was not getting old, but his heart was getting old.

The distrust of the imperial court and the defeat in the war put him under tremendous pressure, and his mentality naturally couldn't support it. Not to mention Yuchi Jiong, even Wang Qian himself had no idea how many Huafa he had given birth to in the past few days?

Yuchi Jiong served in the army all his life, but he probably never thought that he would have such twists and turns when he got old. He was left to endure the suffering alone in the mansion, listening to the drums beating above and below the city, and feeling the black clouds.

The pressure of being overwhelmed but unable to do anything is the most uncomfortable thing for a famous general.

Of course, the unsatisfactory battle situation put Wang Qian under pressure, especially his decisive retreat after the failure of the Battle of Yishui, which had aroused dissatisfaction among many people in the court, let alone the court.

Even Yu Wenzhao sent people to ask Wang Qian why he no longer resisted? After all, the number of soldiers and horses under Wang Qian was not so small that he could not compete with the Han army. Even Wang Qian's losses in the Battle of Yishui

None of them were serious enough to hurt his muscles and bones. In Yu Wenzhao's view, Wang Qian's retreat was obviously ridiculous.

Of course Wang Qian was very aggrieved by this. As a general who commanded troops, he certainly had an inexplicable feeling when a scholar meets a soldier.

Originally, Wang Qian was ashamed of Yuchi Jiong. He had promised to fight to the death at Baigu City, but in the end, he retreated all the way to Luoyang City, which was a slap in the face. However, the current situation became increasingly crisis, and he could not fight.

It no longer mattered that he was slapped in the face, Wang Qian hoped that Yuchi Jiong could make suggestions for him, and even go into battle.

In terms of battlefield experience, defensive experience, and familiarity with Luoyang City, Wang Qian was ashamed of himself. Apart from Yuchi Jiong, he could not think of a second more suitable candidate.

"I'm sorry, Brother Yuchi, I still didn't stop the Nanman after all, and even let them fight all the way to the gates of Luoyang City."

Yuchijiong smiled: "It's a miracle that we blocked it, and it's normal that we can't block it. If the Nanman could be blocked so easily, then why are we at the gate of the city today? I'm afraid we would have already drunken the river and killed Jiankang.

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In fact, Yuchijiong did not expect Wang Qian to defend Yishui and Baigu City's defense line from the beginning. From the first confrontation with Li Xingchen in the Battle of Jiangling, to Tiangongyuan and later to Guanzhong, there were not many direct conflicts between the two sides, but

There are also many overt and covert fights, and Yuchi is very clear about this enemy.

At first, with a small force, he dared to defend the city and compete with himself. Later, he directly provoked a conflict between himself and Wei Xiaokuan and directly resolved the crisis of the Bashu War.

Just this skill and grasp of the situation were enough to suppress him and Wang Qian.

Although Yu Chijiong didn't know what kind of monster this was, he had to admit that Li Xingchen's grasp of the situation was indeed enough to allow him to win easily in many cases, and it was naturally the same this time.

He didn't need to pay much. As long as he made good use of the conflicts between Yuchi Jiong and the Northern Zhou court, Yu Wenzhao and others, it would be enough to neutralize most of the Northern Zhou's attack power. This would make the Northern Zhou army full of internal contradictions, and naturally he would be distracted when fighting.

If they were scattered, how could they possibly compete with the Han army, which was united from top to bottom?

"It's a shame that Lord Gungun in the imperial court still naively thinks that we, the frontline generals, are incompetent. No matter whether it is the morale of soldiers and horses, or food, grass and equipment, there is no way to compare with others. No matter how capable we are, we can't compare with them.

No matter what, this day will never be overturned!" Wang Qian was even more indignant when Yu Chijiong said this.

We are working hard at the front, but you are still holding us back from behind. If you really think we are not good enough, you can do it yourself if you have the ability. If not, just stay in the back and put generals under house arrest at will. What the hell is going on!

Yu Chijiong waved his hand. What's the use of saying this at this time? It's just to give those who are interested in talking about it. Who knows if there are ears in the walls of this mansion now. It won't take two days for these words to reach those in the court.

In the ears of the Gong Gong lords.

"What they say or think has nothing to do with us. What we have to do is to defend Luoyang City," Yuchijiong said directly. "If Chiwan just came here to complain to me, then I would have to see off the guests. After all, the weather is also dark.

It is late."

Wang Qian's expression became more serious: "I came just to ask for advice."

Yuchijiong said calmly: "I have nothing to do."

"Brother Bo Juluo, isn't this a joke?" Wang Qian forced out a smile, "Brother Bo Juluo is the only one in the whole city of Luoyang who can give some advice."

Sighing, Yuchi Jiong said helplessly: "Besides defending, what other strategies are there?"

Wang Qian was silent for a moment.

Yes, Yu Wenzhao was hunkered down in Henan City and unwilling to move, and the reinforcements from the north were yet to come. The defenders at Hulao Pass and Yanshi on the east side had been mobilized by Wang Qian before. Now there is no other option but to wait.

There is no alternative to rescue.

"The Southern Barbarians will definitely launch attacks from the north and south," Yuchijiong said directly. "At the same time, they will also take precautions against King Zhao, and may even attack King Zhao first. However, now that the weather is getting colder, the Southern Barbarians will not be able to attack the Southern Barbarians from the south."

The horses are the main force and they don't necessarily want to drag the battle into winter, so solving Luoyang City should still be their top priority."

After a pause, Yuchi Jiong looked at the defense map of Luoyang behind him: "There are many gates in Luoyang City, but the easiest one to break through is the Daxia Gate in the north. We must concentrate our forces to defend this place. In addition, we must guard against the Nanman attack from the east.

Or for an attack on the west side, set up more reserve teams, run around for rescue, and swim for defense. Go wherever the Nanman attack, otherwise the huge city of Luoyang will be enough for you to run for your life."

Wang Qian solemnly raised his hand: "Thank you, old general, for your advice."

Then, he asked with an expectant look: "Can the old general go into battle?"

Yuchi Jiong looked at him in surprise, and then nodded at the door: "So many people are looking at me, where can I go to fight?"

Wang Qian said directly: "These soldiers outside are also under the command of a certain person. If a certain person wants them to evacuate, won't they obey the order? Now that Luoyang is surrounded by enemies, what is the use of the imperial court's order here?

As long as Luoyang can be defended, the imperial court will naturally not question the old general and He about his guilt."

Yuchijiong smiled, this sentence is indeed correct.

But can Luoyang be defended?

Even Yuchijiong himself has no confidence.

So he didn't want to watch Luoyang fall anymore, so he might as well sit in his house and wait for the enemy to come and have a good time.


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