Before being held in many official positions, Yuchi Jiong was the head of the Yuchi family.
This is an era when the fate and future of the family are far more important than the fate of the court. As long as the family can be preserved, it is considered a success. As for preserving the dynasty, that is what a minister should do, but not what a family head should do.
, and the status of the head of the family should always come before the ministers.
What the family head should consider is how to preserve the family.
Therefore, Yuchi Jiong had to consider how much manpower and material resources the Yuchi family invested in the entire battle between Yu Wenxian and Yang Jian, and correspondingly, naturally, the army that should have appeared in Xiangyang could not appear in Guanzhong. In that case, the Yuchi family
Xiangyang, which has been operating for a long time, is very likely to be in danger, which will be a fatal blow to the Yuchi family. As the head of the family, Yuchi cannot use the future of the family to make this joke.
Subconsciously looking back in the direction of the Chinese army's tent, Yu Chijiong slowly shook his head.
Yu Wenchun silently watched Yu Chijiong's movements. He knew what Yuchijiong was thinking, but no matter how much Yuchijiong thought about it, he couldn't go against this trend.
After all, he is not Li Xinchen, the young man with no worries who can set off a rolling trend in the entire dynasty without hesitation.
Yu Chi is not the same, nor are Yu Wenxian and Yang Jian...
This is almost a unique era tailor-made for Li Xingchen.
Thinking of this, Yu Wenchun couldn't help but raise his head slightly and look at the gloomy sky. If he really said this, he didn't even know whether it was Li Xingchen or they who were swimming upstream.
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A drizzle enveloped the entire Dingjun Mountain.
The weather in the mountains is always unpredictable. Dingjun Mountain is sandwiched between Micang Mountain, Qinling Mountains and other mountains. A mountain rain can come at any time, washing away the dust and blood of these days.
The entire road up the mountain has been cleared again, but looking at the arrows, shields, knives and guns scattered all over the ground, and even the burnt ladders and rams, you can tell what kind of fierce battles broke out here before.
This is already the third day that Li Xingchen led his army to attack the mountain. Li Xingchen's attack has not stopped in the past two days. The stormy attack can be said to have no tricks. It is just fighting for inch by inch and fighting inch by inch.
The entire hillside and inside and outside the camp have been washed over and over with the blood of soldiers from both sides.
Even last night, Li Xunchen directly ordered to fight at night, taking full advantage of his military strength, dragging the defenders to sleep and fighting bloody battles here. And Li Xunchen had to admit that Li Xun was also a tough guy, and he actually held on.
Down, the defenders finally drove the forwards led by Chen Zhishen out of the camp after suffering a large number of casualties.
However, this battle was probably the time when the number of casualties between the defenders and Li Xingchen's men was the closest. The exhausted defenders faced the enemy who took turns attacking, and ultimately paid a heavy price. Of course, Chen Zhishen's forwards also suffered heavy casualties. Chen Zhishen's forwards also suffered heavy casualties.
He had three injuries on his body. Although his eyes were as wide as copper bells, he was still directly ordered to be rotated by Li Xingchen.
Li Xingchen did not want to directly lose a general here. Chen Zhishen's insistence on leading the attack was already authorized by Li Xingchen.
Because of the rain, the sky was gray. Li Xingchen mobilized his war horses and passed through the crowd. These were soldiers who had just retreated from the previous battle and were resting. Some were leaning on rocks or trees, and some were three
Groups of five were munching on dry food together, while not far away the Huotou army was nervously cooking pots.
In front of them, slogans could be vaguely heard in the wind and rain. A famous soldier was transferring supplies to the mountain. The shields, arrows, etc. needed for the attack had to be transported to the position halfway up the mountain in time, and they had already been used before.
The rice soldiers moved up the mountain under the leadership of the battle leader and banner general.
"How can I say that I have no clothes, but I share the same robe with you?
The king raised his troops and repaired my sword and spear——"
War songs echoed on the hillside, and groups of soldiers marched forward despite the wind and rain.
"General, the general is here!" I don't know which of the sharp-eyed people saw Li Xinchen first. Suddenly, everyone up and down the hillside stopped what they were doing and looked at the young commander they had only seen from a distance.
Li Xingchen rode his horse through the crowd. At this time, he had become accustomed to this kind of admiration and trusting gaze, and he also knew better that there was heavy pressure behind this gaze. He had to lead them to victory no matter what in this battle.
victory.
"Hard work!" Several soldiers in front were struggling to carry a bed crossbow up the mountain.
In the previous battles, due to the narrow mountain roads, these giant crossbows had no place to use, and the attacking soldiers were repeatedly suppressed by the enemy's dense arrows. Therefore, Li Xingchen simply ordered the bed crossbow to be split into several important parts and carried up.
At least it can have some effect, otherwise a large number of troops would have been lost before even touching the camp, which would of course be more than worth the gain.
"Be careful!" Because of the rain, the mountain road was slippery. One soldier was unsteady on his feet and stumbled directly to the ground. The base of the crossbow they were carrying also fell to the ground. Fortunately, it was not on the ground.
It was not very strong, and the other soldiers added some strength in time, so they could barely hold it steady and prevent the base from rolling down the mountain.
Upon seeing this, Li Xingchen immediately jumped off his horse, rushed over in three steps and reached out to pick up the fallen soldier, and then went directly to lift the base:
"Let's all work hard together!"
Li Xingchen was already like this. Of course, Li Ping and others did not dare to neglect. They dismounted and followed. With the help of these personal guards, the base was easily lifted up and dragged through this short steep slope. And the fallen soldier
After catching up, he stretched out his hand to support the base with some shame, so that Li Xinchen could free his hands:
"General, subordinate..."
Li Xingchen smiled and patted his shoulder: "Be careful next time. If this thing breaks, it can be rebuilt. If something happens to my brothers in Paoze, where can I go to find it?"
The soldiers around were stunned for a moment, feeling a warm current creeping into their hearts little by little.
And Li Xingchen strode up the hillside and looked at the cottage in front of him that had deterred him time and time again. In the wind and rain, the cottage stood there.
Silent and cold.
In the past few days of fighting, too many soldiers fell in front of the stronghold. After their efforts, many holes appeared on the stronghold wall in front. It is conceivable that Li Xun behind the stronghold wall was also suffering.
It has been hard to support, and now, what the two sides are competing for is fighting spirit.
The rain flowed freely along Li Xingchen's armor. He suddenly drew his sword and pointed it straight at the mountain stronghold.
"General, we will attack to the death!" a voice rose from the ground.
"Attack to the death!" A moment later, earth-shattering shouts rang out from the entire hillside.
Countless soldiers looked at the figure standing on the hillside and raised their arms and shouted.