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Chapter 732 Good harvest

Emperor Wu abdicated and Li Yuan ascended the throne.

Pei Jiu died in this process, and many people in the world are deeply saddened by it.But the imperial power is supreme, how many people dare to complain for Pei Jiu?

Since then, northern Xinjiang has been in a precarious state.

After rejecting Chang'an's 'recruitment' and rejecting the order to leave northern Xinjiang, Huang Chunhui and the soldiers and civilians in northern Xinjiang became outliers.For a long time, they have been under pressure from Chang'an, which should have given them strong support.

The Northern Border Army is shrinking...from scale to elite level.

Huang Chunhui suppressed all unnecessary expenditures, and the local officials were poor.When Yang Xuan first came to Taiping, he couldn't believe it at first, but later he realized that not only did he reach out to Lin'an for dried meat and various resources, but everyone was the same.

poverty!
The government is poor, and the life of the people is not easy. Everyone is struggling together, but it allows Northern Xinjiang to maintain an army that can resist the army from the Northern Liao Dynasty to the south.

No matter how poor he was, Huang Chunhui didn't reduce Xuan Jia's ability to ride one man and one horse.

Under such difficult maintenance, Beijiang has been guarding the North Gate for Datang.

But everyone knows that it is dangerous to defend Chengdu in northern Xinjiang, let alone enterprising.Therefore, Northern Xinjiang has been on the defensive for several years.When the Northern Liao army came, they fought hard and drove them away.

The army of the Northern Liao Dynasty left, and the peasants came out of the city to clean up their homes destroyed by the invaders, picked up the hoes, and plowed land for themselves and for the northern Xinjiang again.

Craftsmen are desperately building farm tools, weapons, and everything.

Most of the officials are enduring the days of poverty and sticking to this northern border.

Everyone is continuing their lives for this seemingly falling northern border.

It seems that with more effort, Beijiang can be pulled back.

Some people in Chang'an laughed, saying that sooner or later, Beijiang would beg Chang'an.

but!
No!

The northern Xinjiang people raised their heads proudly and looked at the north.

Yang Xuan has never understood such a situation.

In his opinion, even if Beijiang and Chang'an are at odds, as long as Chang'an improves its posture, no matter how many old grievances and grievances there are in the past, they will gradually dissipate.

As long as the emperor of Chang'an publicly stated his position on Northern Xinjiang, affirmed the achievements of the soldiers and civilians in the past, and rehabilitated Pei Jiu, then the soldiers and civilians in Northern Xinjiang would open their hearts and accept Chang'an again.

But the false emperor refused to speak.

So the two sides remained deadlocked.

For many years, the soldiers and civilians in northern Xinjiang have endured the suppression from Chang'an, so they cut down on food and clothing.

Why?
Yang Xuan felt that he did not come here to continue the defense... Looking at the fanatical eyes of his subordinates, he had some understanding.

I'm not here just to beg for rebellion... I also want to do something for these lovely people, even if I throw away something for this, I'm willing to do it!

Throw that damn defense away!

attack!

attack!

attack!

The raised horizontal knife points forward.

Yang Xuan looked at his subordinates.

"follow me!"

The horse rushed out.

The flag waved.

The whole army shouted.

"Wan Sheng!"

Regardless of whether it was the Chenzhou Army or the Beijiang Army, whether it was the Beijiang Army or the captives, everyone held up their weapons, cheered, and followed the figure in front of them, rushing to kill without hesitation.

collapsed!
The morale of the defenders, whose morale had already fallen to the bottom, was about to collapse.

Boom boom boom!
The drumbeat still came alone.

He Chong was beating the big drum with all his might.

The rout soldiers rushed towards the city from both sides of him.

He Chong sighed, "Have you lost? That's right, Yang Gou seems to have never been defeated in a field battle with equal numbers! Neither can I! Neither can you."

He put down the drumstick and turned to look at the rout.

"Run away!"

He was even shouting, beckoning his subordinates to flee into the city.

But a group of cavalry rushed out from the side and appeared in front of the city gate.

Seeing this, the broken soldiers panicked and separated to the two sides.

He Chong's complexion changed drastically.

The chasing soldiers easily caught up, wielding their knives and guns, reaping their own military exploits.

Zhao Yong led his own team in hot pursuit.

"Don't worry about those things, keep chasing them!" Zhao Yong ignored all kinds of things discarded by the enemy on the road, and so did his comrades.

"Stop the gentleman!"

Han Ji issued an order.

Zhang Xu and others went over and pulled the red-eyed Yang Xuan back.

"open!"

Yang Xuan shouted.

Zhang Xu smiled apologetically, "Your Majesty, the enemy army has been defeated."

The red in Yang Xuan's eyes gradually dissipated.

Lost? !

Everyone didn't know what Yang Xuan had just experienced.

He dismounted and patted the shoulders of every subordinate he saw.

Laughing is extraordinarily relaxing.

Jiang He'er followed behind, and said in confusion: "Lang Jun gives me the feeling that... something has merged into him."

He Lianyan said: "Really?"

A sergeant fell in front, and Chen Huagu came over in person, looked at it, and shook his head.

"Deputy envoy."

The sergeant lay in the arms of his 'brother', with a painful look on his face, looking at Yang Xuan who was walking.

Yang Xuan knelt beside him on one knee, "I'm here, if you have anything to say, just say it!"

The sergeant took a painful breath, and glanced at his lower abdomen...there was ruptured, and the internal organs had just been pushed back into the abdominal cavity by Chen Huagu.

This is more like a move to restrain the corpse.

The sergeant wept bitterly, "A villain can't be considered a good man in northern Xinjiang."

"No, when I was scratched by a beast in the mountains, I cried alone for a long time."

The sergeant looked at Yang Xuan, and Yang Xuan nodded, "I swear, it's true."

But Yang Xuan didn't say that it happened when he was 11 years old. He was not only hurt, but also worried that he would not be able to get out of Dongyu Mountain.

The sergeant relaxed a little, Yang Xuan said: "Brother, is there anything else you want to explain?"

The sergeant thought for a while, "Aye, my mother will be sad..."

"Your superior will rush to your home and bring the document I signed. The document will state your achievements since joining the army. Northern Xinjiang is preserved because of you."

Yang Xuan said softly: "The pension will be sent together. From then on, your children will be given priority to be admitted to various schools in Northern Xinjiang. In the future, they will be given priority to be recruited by governments at all levels in Northern Xinjiang...Families of warriors are always worthy of our support." His best."

There was joy in the sergeant's eyes, he held Yang Xuan's hand, "Deputy envoy, why did Chang'an refuse to help when Beiliao attacked us?"

Yang Xuan smiled and said: "It's just because our bones are hard, we don't want to bow our heads to those soft bones in Chang'an."

"Then... will we continue to fight alone in the future?"

"will not."

"We... who are we with?"

"Together with the entire Great Tang, face all the enemies in this world until they bow their heads."

"Where's Beiliao?" There was hatred in the sergeant's eyes.

"I will destroy them." Yang Xuan shook his hand, "I swear, I will destroy Beiliao to comfort the soldiers and civilians who died in Northern Xinjiang. If I can't, I won't enter reincarnation!"

The sergeant sighed and looked at the sky, "It's so beautiful..."

Yang Xuan felt the hand in his palm relax.

He let go, and slowly placed that hand on the sergeant's side.Stretching out his hand, he covered the eyes that were still full of joy, and covered them gently.

Yang Xuan got up.

He had never felt his mission so clearly.

This Northern Xinjiang!

This Tang!

those people...

They are the hardest working people, the smartest people.

They are also the kindest people.

They shouldn't be reduced to this situation!
Yes!

Should not!

Yang Xuan slowly walked to the big drum.

He Chong stood there, smiling.

"You went out of the city for a decisive battle, and let me know your decision. You refused to let the entire Nangui City be destroyed by the flames of war, so why did you encourage the routs to enter the city later?"

Yang Xuan looked at him with his hands behind his back, "You should know that there are Jinshan City and Jianshui City's armies on both sides at this moment. I don't have the patience to slowly wipe out the remnants of the enemy in the city. It is more in my interest to set it on fire. Then , why do you encourage routs to enter the city?"

This inconsistent behavior made Yang Xuan think that He Chong had two personalities.

"Going out of the city for a decisive battle is because I know that if I stick to the top of the city, my subordinates will feel that there is a retreat behind them, and they will not want to fight. They will collapse at the first touch and flee to the city."

"good idea!"

"Yes! But I still underestimated your subordinates. The formation on your right is the Chenzhou Army?"

Yang Xuan nodded, and He Song praised: "Sure enough, it is the first army in northern Xinjiang. I am convinced today."

"You never answered my question." Yang Xuan looked very amiable, but those who knew him well knew that anger was gathering in his chest.

He Song smiled and said: "Give your subordinates some damage, and then break into the city. According to my estimation, you will set fire to it..."

"What's the benefit?" Yang Xuan asked.

"Once you set fire to the city, the next time you come back, no matter what kind of city it is, big or small, the soldiers and civilians in the city will fight you to the end..."

"Talent!" Yang Xuan praised sincerely.

"It's a pity, you are so skilled that you have already prepared for it." He Song said regretfully.

Yang Xuan glanced at him, "Zhujing Guan!"

"Take orders!" The old thief was overjoyed, Wang Lao Er was eager to try...

"Hold him!" Yang Xuan pointed at He Song, "Just before Jingguan, put up the pole!"

He Song's expression changed, "Why do you torture and humiliate me!"

Yang Xuan turned around, "Looking at you, it's not pleasing to the eye!"

Thinking of the rumored vertical pole, even He Song, who looked at death like home, was afraid, and drew out a dagger to commit suicide.

Zhang Xu rushed over and slapped the dagger flying. He Song bent over and vomited with a punch, and said with a grinning smile: "My lord asked you to erect the pole. Even if God wants you to die, he has to wait for the pole to come out of your mouth Wear it out!"

"Go look for trees!"

Someone said: "Those trebuchets can't be taken back, it's enough to dismantle one!"

"it is good!"

The rest of the matter has nothing to do with Yang Xuan, he took a few guards for a walk.

"Remove those core components, and burn the rest!"

The old craftsman was directing the arson.

"Go to the city, we need slaves!" Nan He shouted, "Empty Nangui City!"

The captives were driven away and began to carry the corpses and build a temple in Beijing.

"This is the sharpest method used by military strategists," Tu Chang said.

"Only the gentleman can come up with such a method." The old thief pointed to the burning trebuchet, "Some wood and some other things can be added, and it turns out to be a sharp weapon. When it is activated, it sounds like a thunderbolt, which is frightening. "

The two were silent.

After a long time, Tu Chang asked, "Who is Mr. Lang's?"

The old thief shook his head, "Old Tu, there are many things, don't ask."

Taboo!
Tu Chang sighed: "The old man is thinking about the second child, why is he not in the mood to learn this?"

Wang Laoer is supervising the construction of the Beijing Temple, and he looks happily.

The old thief said: "Many times, learning too much is not a good thing."

"how about you?"

"The old man is getting old."

The old thief smiled slyly.

"Throw him on top!"

Wang Laoer pointed to the corpse of a general and shouted.

The servant army led by Suo Yun rushed into the city first.

Most of the hundreds of remaining sergeants in the city turned around and fled.

Suo Yun grinned grimly, "If you run away again, you'll be burned to death!"

The galloping Northern Liao army stagnated and then stopped.

Lan Jian shouted: "Give up the knife and kneel down!"

No one dared to run... All the Northern Border Army had to say was to set fire to it, to ensure that the people would drive them out.

Then came the looting.

"Everyone come out."

All the people in the city were driven out.

Wu Luo's family members were among them.

The Wu family was rich, and a lot of property was found, so they were arranged separately.

Wu Luo's mother was crying.

"Don't cry." Wu Luo's father shouted.

The wife scolded: "How many years of money has been accumulated! It was robbed just like that. I said back then that I shouldn't come to Nangui City, but you didn't listen."

"That's a good thing!"

"Good thing?"

"The old man has been waiting for the Luork people, and waited and waited, but he couldn't wait. Now that it's here, the old man feels at ease."

A cart full of money and food came out of the city.

The old and the weak were left behind, and reinforcements from Jinshan City or Jianshui City came later, looking at such an empty city, I guess they would go crazy.

The people rushed to the outside of the city.

"set off!"

Yang Xuan nodded.

Han Ji said: "When I came here, I came empty-handed, and when I go back, the convoy is huge. What a reward!"

The crowd laughed.

Nan He whispered, "It's Hong Jia and Zeng Guang."

Hong Jia and Zeng Guang stood in front, bowing their heads slightly.

Yang Xuanze rode over, thinking that he was still unconvinced with two sticks?

The truth can be said, if you are not convinced, you can be convinced.

But if you mess around, then I'm sorry.

Everyone looked at them, worried that there would be trouble.

"Warriors are unruly!" Han Ji's eyes flickered with what Yang Xuan called sinister sharpness, "Actually, Nan Zhou's methods of dealing with warriors are not bad."

Swish!
In an instant, Nan He and the others stared at him with unkind eyes.

Han Ji said with a smile: "Nan Zhou and others are self-destructing, how can they follow suit?"

Coward!

Nan He sneered disdainfully.

Then, he looked nervously at Yang Xuan who was walking past.

He whispered: "If these two idiots are making trouble, fight!"

The old thief said: "Fight, isn't it good?"

Nan He sneered, "If it doesn't make sense, then let's do it!"

Yang Xuan also thought so.

His patience was wearing thin.

He rode over.

Hong Jia raised his head, "The lower official questioned the method of the deputy envoy's practice. Now that I think about it, I'm afraid of suffering. The second is that I'm a little jealous of the deputy envoy's promotion..."

This is his voice.

Yang Xuan was startled.

But his powerful acting skills made him look calm, as if he had expected all this.

The deputy envoy really has a plan in mind.This way, I’m afraid he’s watching the jokes we’re waiting for… Hong Jia’s admiration became more and more in his heart, and he bowed and said: “Until now, the subordinate officials know that this kind of practice method is a priceless treasure, and the deputy envoy is willing to teach you We wait, what kind of kindness this is. But we just ignore it and repay the favor with revenge. Your subordinate..."

Pfft!
Hong Jia and Zeng Guang knelt down.

Bow down.

"I'm so stupid, please punish me!"

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