retaliate

Chapter 337 I'm Not an Outsider (addition for 'Ouch, Ouch, Pulling the Carrot')
According to the rules of the march, lamps cannot be lit at night.

The whole camp was dark.

This is not traveling, it is a layer of things on the ground, people lie on it, and wrap their bodies in a sheepskin cloak when they feel cold.

Yang Xuan covered his abdomen with a sheepskin cloak, thinking about Xin Wuji.

With a knife in his hand, he wanted to kill himself.

The people Yang Xuan placed beside Xin Wuji would send news back from time to time, from just a few words, Yang Xuan knew that this pawn's heart was a little restless.

Xin Wuji's identity is a big problem, if he wants to stand on his own, he cannot avoid Yang Xuan.

The name of Yeluxi, the guard of Jianshui City in the Northern Liao Dynasty, was thrown out. He Lianchun happily led the army to attack, flattened the southern part of the town in one fell swoop, and sent Yeluxi's head to Ningxing.

The more such credits the better, the more Ning Xing has, the less suspicion he will have.

So when Xin Wuji came to see Yang Xuan this time, he wanted to test it out. If there was a chance, he would not mind letting Yang Xuan and the others die on the grassland, and then he would completely break away from the name Yeluxi and become a serious person. Khan in the south of the town.

This is just Yeluxi. With the expansion of Yang Xuan's power, when the banner of rebellion is raised high, what will his civil and martial arts club think?
All agree?
impossible!
There must be different thoughts, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as the same bed with different dreams.

This is the reality of the world.

It is foolish to expect every lord under his command to be unconditionally loyal to him!

Yang Xuan rested his hands on the back of his head, and said quietly: "The only way to create a momentum is to let the subordinates return to their hearts."

He has seen many historical stories in scrolls.

The ones who impressed me the most were those who succeeded in the rebellion.

Many times, these bosses are in a desperate situation, but their subordinates still persist.

"It's their personal charm!"

Yang Xuan thought of Liu Bei, another uncle of the emperor, as well as Cao Mengde and others.

Uncle Liu Huang has rushed to the street many times, but there are still a group of heroes around him.

This cannot be explained by the identity of the emperor's uncle. The only possibility is that Liu Huangshu's personal charm is like a magnet, deeply attracting those under his command.

"Okay! From tomorrow onwards, I will make a magnet!"

"Master!" Someone outside the tent said softly.

"What's the matter?"

"Night raider found."

Yang Xuan sat up.

"This bitch is still letting people sleep?"

……

Nori bent over and walked in the front, with two thousand subordinates behind him.

The weeds are not too tall, and the night wind blows, bringing a refreshing breeze.

Nori held a long knife in his hand and stared at the camp ahead.

When Vase was still there, he was an ordinary nobleman who controlled a tribe.Such aristocrats were not considered outstanding in the Vasie Department. At that time, Nori only wanted to enjoy himself.

Yang Gou came across, and the Vasie tribe suffered heavy casualties in several confrontations. Khan Huazhuo was helpless, and his prestige plummeted.

At that time, Yeli still had no ambitions, because there were many nobles who were stronger than him.

Ke Vaxie is gone.

Ye Li still has no ambitions at this time, just want to survive!

On the way to escape with his tribe, he met Xin Wuji's team.

He had only one choice, to kneel down and surrender.

It is said that Xin Wuji was just an ordinary leader of a small tribe. After the death of Vase, the Jibo tribe raided his tribe, and he was the only one who escaped.

Xin Wuji, whose wife and children died at the hands of the Jibo tribe, vowed to take revenge, so he went all the way to find the men and horses of the Jibo tribe. He was like picking up rubbish along the way, picking up many messy tribesmen, and he was lucky After winning a few times, it turned out to be a climate.

I can do it too!

People are afraid that there is no comparison. After seeing that Xin Wuji, who is inferior to him, can lay down such a foundation, Yeli is excited.

The heartbeat calls for action, and Ye Li keeps forming cliques, but Xin Wuji's position is still stable.

This time He Lianchun appeared on the grassland with great fanfare, which is a great opportunity for Yeli!

The goal given by the people at the Emperor's Uncle's side was not high, it was just a harassment for Yang Xuan's troops, even a surprise attack, and a certain loss was a victory.

But Nori's goals don't stop there.

I'm a man who wants to be a Khan!

So Yeli chose to attack at night.

Defeating Yang Xuan in one fell swoop, he is the brightest star on the grassland.

He straightened up and carefully glanced at the camp ahead.

No movement.

The generals around him also shook their heads.

Smiles spread in the night.

The most important thing in a night attack is the stealth. Once you get outside the enemy's camp, the battle is almost certain to be a sure victory!
Nori's breathing was a little short.

Ahead is the camp.

He raised his long knife.

Behind them, everyone took a deep breath.

Do you want to be closer?
Nori is hesitating.

In the camp, someone shouted, "Who?"

Nori shouted, "Get in!"

"Kill!"

Ye Li stood on the spot and shouted loudly, and his subordinates rushed in from around him.

He stared wide-eyed, waiting for the moment when Yang Gou's subordinates showed up with disheveled clothes.

His subordinates rushed in smoothly.

"The big thing is settled!"

Nori was ecstatic, but immediately stiffened.

"What about the dark whistle?"

Camping in the wild, a secret sentry must be placed on the edge of the camp, but Yeli's subordinates rushed in just now, and there was no trace of the secret sentry.

"not good!"

Yeli's complexion changed drastically, "Come back!"

In the dark camp, someone raised his hand.

"ignition!"

Puff puff!
The densely packed torches were lit, and hundreds of Tang troops were waiting in front of them.

"It's a trap!" Ye Li's face turned pale, "Come back...no, get in!"

Coming back at this moment is a defeat. If you want to survive, you have to rush and kill.

"Archer!"

Nan He shouted loudly.

Hundreds of archers drew their bowstrings.

"Fire arrows!"

A wave of arrow rain covered it.

The enemy's speed remained unabated.

"It's interesting." Yang Xuan said, "Your Majesty."

The eldest nephew was already impatient, "Say!"

"Ten breaths!" Yang Xuan said lightly.

"Good talk!"

King Wei rushed up with his guards.

Holding the giant knife high, "Get out of the way!"

As soon as King Wei charged, he made a gap, and then the guards widened the gap.

Yang Xuan glanced at Tu Chang, and wanted to ask the old man to go out, but it seemed that such a scene was not necessary.

"Let's start left and right!"

In the sound of the horn, the left and right flanks ambushed and attacked.

"Kill in!"

Outside, Nori was yelling through gritted teeth.

Night raids are risky. Once the enemy finds out in advance, morale will drop to the bottom in an instant.

At first, Ye Li's troops thought that Yang Xuan's subordinates were unprepared, so they couldn't help being overjoyed.

But things turned around immediately, Yang Xuan had been prepared and dug a hole to wait for them.

The ecstatic state of mind was suddenly chilled by a basin of ice water. The drop was too great, and despair followed. Morale was no longer called the bottom, but completely gone.

With just one assault, Yeli's subordinates collapsed.

Nori's subordinates began to flee.

"Run away!"

Seeing his subordinates being encircled and suppressed, Ye Li felt like a knife was twisting his heart.

What is talked about on the grassland is not friendship, but strength.

On this trip, he pulled out all his subordinates, and borrowed a lot of warriors from the nobles of the group, and only then did he gather 2000 people.

If these 2000 people are gone, he will be useless as a person.

In order to boost morale, Nori shouted: "Here I am!"

The sound of horseshoes came from the two wings, and Tang Jun's ambushes were dispatched.

Seeing that the leader was waiting outside, Yeli's subordinates couldn't help but become more courageous, and someone even turned around and rushed to kill.

But in a blink of an eye, the wild man was gone.

Yeli turned around and ran wildly. There were horses gathered behind him, and he didn't choose to pick one. He ran as soon as he got on the horse.

The subordinates guarding the horses knew that this was a disastrous defeat, so they fled.

Behind him, desperate cries followed like a shadow.

"help me!"

"I'm down!"

Yang Xuan walked out surrounded by others.

Yeli's subordinates were almost wiped out, only more than a hundred escaped before the encirclement.

"Where's Nori?"

"Ran!"

King Wei came over covered in blood, "You started it a little earlier!"

Yang Xuan said: "There has never been a perfect art of war, and some are just adapting to the situation. If I didn't shout before, Yeli would be suspicious. Now, once he hears any sound, he will run away the next moment."

He added: "The most taboo thing in using soldiers is greed. In the end, most of them would blow themselves up to death. To put it simply, when Jibo's troops attacked Zhangyu County, they could have broken the city in one go, but General Jibo wanted to reduce losses. , slowed down the speed of the siege, and was finally defeated by me in a battle. This is also greed..."

King Wei asked: "Why not use all the cavalry? Even if they are discovered, wouldn't it be better for the cavalry to chase and kill them all the way?"

"It's good for cavalry to chase and kill, but at night, when a horse gallops at high speed, the chances of killing yourself and killing the enemy are almost the same. You... Hey! I said you want to ask me about the art of war, right? If you want to, then it's fair and square. Yes, what are you doing?"

"Is this king rare?"

"I don't care what the person behind you is doing? Still recording, wow! How shameless!"

Li Han couldn't help laughing.

Yang Xuan turned around and found that the old thief was also recording.

"There is no perfect art of war, there is only adaptability." The old thief muttered.

Yang Xuan yawned and was about to go back to sleep.

Li Han walked over.

"Zi Tai."

"Ok!"

"When I was in Chang'an, I also met the so-called famous generals. Regardless of their character, most of them were vague about their own military skills. If they asked again, they would be cold-faced..."

Yang Xuan hummed again, feeling drowsy.

"Later, I also figured it out. For generals, the art of war is their future and their jobs. No one would give their careers and jobs to others. I am a little curious, why you just said it casually."

"Ah."

Yang Xuan staggered into the tent.

"Hey!" Li Han followed, "You haven't answered me yet."

Yang Xuan fell down and murmured: "It's not a big deal."

"Not enough?" Li Han was angry, "Just say that you can't be greedy when you use soldiers, and use the battle example of Zhang Yu County to illustrate it. Even I understand that this kind of art of war can make people kneel down and be called a mentor if you change it. You just said it out of your mouth."

Yang Xuan said casually: "It's worthless."

The art of war in the scroll is as vast as a galaxy, and his mind is full of it.

"Not worth much? If you ask, I bet that King Wei is willing to pay 50 yuan to learn the art of war with you! Hey! Hey! Ask you a question! Do you want to? 50 yuan!"

"It's not an outsider." Yang Xuan tilted his head and went to see Duke Zhou.

Li Han looked at him and walked out silently.

Later he returned to his tent with King Wei.

King Wei had already wiped the blood briefly, and when he saw him coming in, he asked, "How?"

Li Han sat down.

"You have been a plague god these years, and people avoid you wherever you go!"

King Wei sat across from him, completely sleepless, "I am not the son of a concubine, and Aye is so ruthless. I have used my fists to protect myself and Auntie all these years. The king is cruel, cruel...that hellish place, if you are not cruel, you will not want to live."

"The officials in Qianzhou avoid you, right?"

"Ok!"

"When we arrived in Taiping, our identities were embarrassing, but Zitai didn't dislike him."

"He was a teenager then."

"Now that he is the governor, he still doesn't dislike us."

"How did you ask before?"

"Using the excuse of learning the art of war to test Zitai's attitude towards us is really shameless."

"This king wants to learn the art of war!"

"Zitai was in a daze at the time, saying...he was not an outsider."

Wei Wang got up silently and went out.

The night sky of the grassland looked a little more deserted, the Milky Way was vast, and the stars were twinkling.

"It's almost time for bed." Li Han came out yawning.

King Wei didn't speak.

Li Han rubbed his eyes and took a deep breath. The smell in his nose was not the unique smell of the grassland, but a smell of blood, making him want to vomit.

"Cough, cough, cough!" Li Han coughed, "Why, are you still touched? Zitai is good, and I will repay him if I have the opportunity in the future."

"Go to sleep first!"

Li Han entered the tent, and Wang Wei's cultivation level was advanced. Hearing his breathing gradually stabilized, he walked a little farther away.

Walking at night is not allowed in the camp, but at the moment the corpses are still being collected in front of the camp, and since King Wei has a different identity, it's okay.

King Wei paced slowly.

"Shouldn't the people from the mirror be here?"

……

Lin'an City, outside Prince Wei's Mansion.

Knock knock knock!
In the middle of the night, someone knocked on the door quietly.

Menzi heard the sound and asked, "Where did it come from?"

"Chang'an!" The voice outside the door was very cold.

The door opened quietly, and seeing a man in gray clothes outside, he asked, "Who are you looking for?"

The man said impatiently: "Mirror stage, make an agreement with the king!"

The door snorted and closed carefully, "Wait, I'll call Mr. Huang."

Huang Ping came in all his clothes.

The man took out the token, "Mirror Secret Spy."

Huang Ping checked it carefully and returned the token.

"What news do you want?"

The man said dissatisfied: "I didn't know in the past? I want news from northern Xinjiang."

"If you have the ability to say this to the king!"

"Your Majesty, if you have the ability, kill the people on the mirror stage!"

"He's quite courageous."

"Each each other!"

"I can't inquire about Taoxian's news here."

"I don't even count on it, I want Chenzhou's."

"After Yang Xuan took over, his administration has been quite satisfactory."

"Is this person ambitious? Or corrupt."

"Corruption... I'm afraid you don't have a high status in the mirror stage? Yang Xuan is not short of money, and he is the son-in-law of the Zhou family. In a poor place like Chenzhou, do you think he will be corrupt?"

"Say something else, ambition!"

"Ambition? The last time he had a drink with the king, when he mentioned the Great Tang, he gritted his teeth at all kinds of disadvantages. When he mentioned His Majesty, he was loyal, and he wrote a poem when he drank too much. What served the king, he was ridiculed as pedantic by the king... ..."

The man recorded.

"But there's more?"

"..."

A quarter of an hour later, the man quietly went out.

Huang Ping went back to the bedroom and lay down, closed his eyes and said:

"The people on the stage always ask Yang Xuan that the king always says he is loyal, but why does this old man feel that... this person is not very loyal to His Majesty?"

(End of this chapter)