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Chapter 276 The Tired Teacher (4000 words, two in one chapter)

Leading his troops to march all the way from Shuozhou to Chang'an, Wang Zhongyi was full of tiredness and tiredness.

Tired, he was really tired.

In fact, not only was he exhausted, but the entire Shuozhou army was exhausted.

It is impossible for such a tired army to have a strong fighting spirit.

Even if Wang Zhongyi used a knife to force the soldiers to fight, it would not help.

Of course Wang Zhongyi would not do this either.

He's a seasoned veteran who knows what to do and when to do it.

The best choice for Wang Zhongyi right now is to lead his troops into the city, and make plans after resting for a while.

But Emperor Xianlong obviously didn't think so.

Emperor Xianlong, who was still in anger until now, did not allow Wang Zhongyi and his Shuozhou army to enter the city at all, but ordered Wang Zhongyi to camp outside Chang'an City.

Wang Zhongyi couldn't tell because of his suffering, after all, he made mistakes first.

If it weren't for his bad marking, allowing the northern barbarians to bypass the Shuozhou defense area, Chang'an would not be facing such a great pressure now.

Since he was at fault first, he naturally had no reason to complain.

What's more, this is an imperial decree issued by Emperor Xianlong.

If he violates it, it is tantamount to resisting the decree.

In desperation, Wang Zhongyi could only order to camp outside the city.

Leaning against the walls of Chang'an City, and hugging the old soldiers of Gyeonggi Province back to back to keep warm.

But so they also face a problem, that is food.

It is said that there is a food shortage in the city of Chang'an, and the price of food has skyrocketed, but it changes every day.

There is a shortage of food in the city, and it is naturally even more difficult outside the city.

From the current point of view, Wang Zhongyi's Shuozhou Army has enough food for at most one month.

What about after a month?
It would be fine if the barbarians in the northern grassland withdrew their troops, otherwise the consequences of running out of food would be disastrous.

It is naturally impossible for the barbarians in the northern grassland to withdraw their troops by themselves, so they have to be driven back.

In other words, Wang Zhongyi must restore the strength of the Shuozhou army first, and then fight the barbarians in the northern grassland with real swords and guns.

If he can win, he can be regarded as a crime.

If not, I am afraid that he will inevitably be severely punished by Emperor Xianlong.

Now there are countless pairs of eyes staring at Wang Zhongyi in the imperial court. The princes of Gungun do not have a fuel-efficient lamp, and they are all masters of watching dishes.

If Wang Zhongyi wants to get through this turmoil safely, he needs to be cautious, and he must not be careless in the slightest.

As the saying goes, know yourself, know your enemy and win a hundred battles.

Wang Zhongyi lived next to the northern prairie barbarians, so he naturally knew this old opponent very well.

But he was still not careless, instead, he sent out scouts to investigate and bring back as much information as possible about the barbarians on the grassland.

I don't know if I don't know, but I was shocked when I checked.

It turns out that the northern prairie barbarians mobilized a full 20 troops to go south this time.

This is quite a scary number.

You must know that the population of the grassland is thin, which is completely incomparable with the Central Plains Dynasty.

Dazhou has a population of tens of millions, so if you want to pull out an army of one million, you have to recruit soldiers.

The total number of people in the prairie is just so small, and if you gather 20 troops, it means that all the people are soldiers, right?
However, the prairie barbarians also benefited from the wildness in their bones to achieve this.

The boy in the prairie has been riding a horse since he was a child. It can be said that he grew up on horseback.

Their cavalry and archery skills are top-notch, and they are indeed superior to the soldiers of the Central Plains Dynasty in the case of individual combat.

However, in large-scale positional warfare, the execution and discipline of the soldiers of the Central Plains Dynasty is obviously higher than that of the soldiers of the grassland barbarians.

In other words, the more large-scale and large-scale battles, the more dominant the Central Plains dynasty will be.

In fact, there is another very important point in this, that is, the Central Plains Dynasty can rely on wheel battles to consume.

If one army can't beat it, well, I will take turns to consume two or three.

After such consumption, the army of the prairie barbarians naturally couldn't bear it.

Of course, the premise of all this is that the combat power of the two sides cannot be too far apart.

Otherwise, it will collapse at the touch of a button, morale will be low, and everything will be useless.

After fighting against the prairie barbarians for such a long time, Wang Zhongyi actually summed up a set of experience of his own.

The prairie barbarians generally harass guerrilla raids and seldom take large-scale charges.

Because they are generally light cavalry, and light cavalry has little armor protection.If a large-scale charge is launched, it is likely to face huge losses.

In addition, the prairie barbarians are thinly populated. If the losses are really heavy, it will be difficult to recover in a short time.

The grasslands never show mercy to the weak.

If the population of a tribe drops and its combat effectiveness weakens significantly, it will be replaced by a rising new tribe.

Natural selection, survival of the fittest, this is the rule of grassland people.

Therefore, the prairie barbarians would not rashly launch a general attack unless it was absolutely necessary.

They will continue to harass you, and it will annoy you too much.

After confirming that they are sure of winning, they will really attack with all their might.

There is only one chance to make a full blow, and it may be a few years before you recharge your strength.

This time it is naturally the same.

The difference is that this time the prairie barbarians got the support of the Demon Sect.

The Demon Sect arose and prospered in the grasslands, advocating darkness and death.

In the teachings of the Demon Sect, darkness and death are the path and process to new life.

Only after experiencing darkness and death can one be reborn in Nirvana.

This point is somewhat similar to some parts of Buddhism.

But Wang Zhongyi knows that the two are actually completely different.

Because Mozong is more inclined to be dark.

The reason why the Demon Sect has been resisted by the Central Plains and the practice world for so many years is probably because the things it excavates are too dark.

Under such circumstances, human nature begins to distort, practitioners are demonized, and their personalities change drastically, so they can no longer be called human beings.

The essence of practice is to make people do good, but if all practitioners become evil, it will run counter to the original meaning of practice.

Therefore, the practitioners of the Central Plains have changed their expressions when talking about demons, and the practitioners of the Demon Sect have almost become the public enemies of the Central Plains practice sects.

"I heard that the high priest of the Demon Sect came this time?"

Wang Zhongyi confirmed again and again.

"Reporting to Jiedushi, it is indeed the case. The high priest of the Mozong's visit to Chang'an this time should be a big move."

"Ah."

Wang Zhongyi nodded heavily.

The arrival of the high priest in Chang'an is definitely not good news.

It is said that the cultivation level of the high priest is super-grade, if so, Wang Zhongyi is no match at all.

Wang Zhongyi's current cultivation level is the third rank of Martial Arts.

He has recently launched an attack on the second rank, even if he successfully advances, but compared with the super rank, it is nothing like mud.

The superpowers in the world can be counted with two hands, and there will be no more than ten.

But there are too many first-grade and second-grade ones, and it is estimated that there are hundreds of them.

So Wang Zhongyi would not think about taking the head of the general from among the ten thousand armies.

If he really went deep alone rashly, he might not be able to get out of the barbarian camp alive.

Today's Wang Zhongyi is no longer the fierce general who was more than brave but not resourceful.

Wang Zhongyi is now Shuozhou Jiedushi.

What he bears is the honor and future of the Shuozhou Army.

One of his decisions may directly determine the future and direction of the Shuozhou Army, and it must not be too casual.

"Pass down the order, and investigate again to see how many masters have come from the Demon Sect."

Wang Zhongyi felt that Mozong probably had more than just the presence of a high priest.

The master of the Mozong is not just the high priest alone.

If it was only the high priest, with Shan Chang, Yuan Tiangang, and Zheng Jie around, it would be impossible for the Mozong to cause any big disturbances.

But if there is other help, then it is not good.

"I heard that the Western Regions are not peaceful now, and there are also wars in Jiannan Road."

Wang Zhongyi smiled bitterly and said with emotion: "It's really troublesome. But in this way, people with lofty ideals in the world can fight the enemy wholeheartedly."

"Don't worry, Jiedu, as long as you give an order, the brothers will fight with the prairie barbarians. I don't know who gave them the courage, but the prairie barbarians have come to Chang'an to bully them. Chang'an is under the feet of the emperor, that is. A single spit from a man can drown them."

Ashina Zhuo and the high priest of Mozong sat in the big tent of the Chinese army, their eyes were gloomy.

"High Priest, it's been so long without attacking. It's not an option to go on like this. There is a saying in the Central Plains that it's called one effort, then decline, and three exhaustion. I think it makes sense. If you don't attack for a long time, your morale will be damaged." It will fall. It is easy for morale to fall, but it is too difficult to rise again.”

Ashina Zhuo has always been very respectful to the high priest, but that doesn't mean he can endure it forever.

You must know that the 20 people who besieged Chang'an were his entire net worth.

He gambled all his wealth on it, and naturally he didn't want to lose everything.

"There is no rush for this kind of thing, the time has not come."

The High Priest of the Demon Sect let out a foul breath, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"It will take some time to the west and south, and the portal of darkness has not yet been opened. It is not good for us to start a war rashly at this time."

Ashina Zhuo frowned.

The situation in the west and south is nothing.

But such mysterious and mysterious things as the Dark Gate really made him feel a little suspicious.

The Dark Portal originated from a very ancient legend.

Legend has it that on the prairie tens of thousands of years ago, a person made a contract with the devil, he opened the dark door that had been sealed for many years, and released the devil from the void.

Afterwards he became a servant of the devil and has been doing things for the devil.

It is said that this is the origin of the Mozong.

That is to say, all the demon sect practitioners are essentially the descendants of that devil's servant.

"High Priest, is the Portal of Darkness really real?"

Ashina Zhuo said with some doubts.

"of course it's true."

The high priest frowned and said, "What do you mean? Do I have to lie to you about this?"

"I didn't mean that, but"

Ashina Zhuo sighed: "But if the door of darkness is really opened and the devil is summoned, what should we do if we can't end it at that time?"

"These aren't things you need to worry about."

The high priest was obviously a little unhappy.

"We are all servants of the devil. What we have to do is to do our best to prepare for it. Besides, the Sword Master of Dongyue will also visit Chang'an in person in the near future. Can you rest assured now?"

"What, Wei Wuji is coming to Chang'an?"

Hearing this, Ashina Zhuo felt ecstasy in his heart.

If the devil is something invisible and intangible, it makes people feel illusory, but Wei Wuji, the sword master of Dongyue Jiange, is completely different.

This is the top powerhouse in the world, and can be tied for the top two geniuses born in the world with the head of the mountain.

What level is the mountain chief, what is the level of Dongyue Sword Master.

Of course, the two had never fought a serious battle, so no one knew how strong the two were.

"Wei Wuji is a wonderful person, and the timing of his choice to come to Chang'an is just right."

The high priest said leisurely: "You just watch it, Wei Wuji will definitely make a move when it is easiest to reap the benefits."

Chang'an City, the office of bad people.

Zhao Xun looked at a letter with a solemn expression.

This letter is very unusual, it was sent by Feng Hao from the Western Regions using the teleportation technique.

Or
It was sent by Feng Hao from Shazhou.

Because the Western Regions fell.

With the support of Tantric Buddhism in the Western Regions, the 36 countries in the Western Regions suddenly turned their backs and launched an attack on the Anxi Army.

In order to preserve his strength, Liu Lin, the governor of Anxi, had to make the decision to lead the army to break through.

After leaving the Duhu Mansion, the Anxi army was hunted down by the rebels along the way.

But fortunately, the Anxi Army was finally supported by the Shazhou Army, and arrived at the Shazhou without any danger.

Feng Hao witnessed the miracle all the way, and used all his cultivation.

After this battle, Feng Hao's vitality can be said to have been seriously injured, and it will not be impossible for him to return to his peak state in a year or so.

"It's really not easy."

Zhao Xun's emotion is not without reason.

Feng Hao is a second-rank practitioner, and it is hard to say whether there is a super-rank in Western Tantric Buddhism, but it must be a first-rank practitioner.

Relying on the strength of the second rank to forcibly strengthen the first rank, fighting to the exhaustion, this is simply a model for practitioners.

In the beginning, Zhao Xun didn't like Feng Hao very much, but as time went by, Zhao Xun found that Feng Hao was a very responsible person.

This sense of responsibility is not only for Emperor Xianlong, a dog emperor who is not a son of man, but also for every commoner and soldier of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

This made Zhao Xun feel very moved, and he was convinced that he and Feng Hao were the same kind of people.

The people are the most important, the country is second, and the king is the least.

This is not just a slogan, but Zhao Xun's real cognition.

It doesn't matter if you are a wise ruler or a faint ruler.

After all, these are just a speck of dust in history.

Only the people are eternal, or only the human group is eternal.

"It is indeed difficult for the court to free up its hands to clean up the 36 countries in the Western Regions."

Zhao Xun muttered to himself.

Chang'an was besieged, and King Jingqin's army was everywhere.

Emperor Xianlong did not transfer the troops from Shazhou and Guazhou to Chang'an. It is impossible to send additional troops to Erzhou to recover the Western Regions.

In fact, Zhao Xun felt that the reason why Emperor Xianlong did not mobilize the troops from Shazhou and Guazhou to King Jingqin was not because he didn't want to, but because the two states were too far away from Chang'an.

It will take several months to arrive in Chang'an from Erzhou, and by the time they arrive, the day lily will be cold.

Therefore, what Emperor Xianlong should think in his heart is to let the two states fend for themselves, just like the Western Regions.

If you can hold it, you will hold it, if you can't hold it, you will withdraw.

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(End of this chapter)