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Chapter 926 You are like Yang Xiu

Will be the soul of soldiers.

One will be incompetent, exhausting the three armies.

In an army, the general is the brain.

Jiang Chen is different, he is not only a brain, but also a sharp knife.

The most taboo thing about defending the city is to defend it to the death. Jinshan City is under the siege of the northern border army, and it is impossible to go out of the city to sneak attack.Therefore, the role of generals is magnified.

Jiang Chen can command from the back, as long as his subordinates can see him when they turn around, then this is a visit to the front line, which can effectively boost morale.

But he chose to lead by example.

Every time he was broken through, he could hear his roar and see his figure.

Every time, the subordinates will cheer for it, and their spirits will double.

Although there were heavy casualties, Jiang Chen was confident that he could hold out for another two days.

Two days later, it was time for Chengyang to send troops.

He only needs to give him a half-day respite, and he can enhance his defensive capabilities by readjusting his defensive posture, mobilizing the assistance of the people, repairing the city and so on.

This is a general with unlimited potential.

According to Xiao Hongde: If Jiang Chen does not go wrong all the way, ten years later, he will be a famous general in Daliao.

Jiang Chen himself also took this as his goal, pondering the art of war, training his subordinates, sharpening his cultivation...

He looked wildly at Ning Xing, thinking about the scene of returning with honor after defeating the Northern Xinjiang offensive.

But just when he was smug, a knife from behind ended his longing.

As soon as my neck hurts, my vision changes.

He saw the right side... His subordinates looked at him in astonishment, some even despaired.

What's going on here?
Others looked behind him.

He quickly saw behind him.

Wu Nian just put away the knife.

Blood dripped from the knife.

Wu Nian!

Wu Nian looked at him with guilt in his eyes, but more joy and relief.

How dare he?
Since they partnered in Jinshan City, the cooperation between Jiang Chen and Wu Nian has been perfect.

Jiang Chen is a little domineering, and Wu Nian is a little restrained, and the two complement each other.

Jiang Chen focused on fighting, and Wu Nian organized behind him to fill in the gaps.

Jiang Chen once said that if he becomes an official in another place in the future, he will definitely take Wu Nian with him.

A good partner can amplify the role of the general.

he……

It's him!

Jiang Chen's last thought was anger.

He saw Wu Nian sigh.

Said.

"This is fate!"

Immediately, boundless darkness covered all Jiang Chen's perception and emotions.

Only one thought remains:
hatred!
This turn of events stunned the defenders, and also dumbfounded the people in the Death Battalion.

"Is this cannibalism?"

Wu Nian suppressed a trace of guilt, and shouted: "My people, retreat!"

More than a hundred defenders suddenly retreated... These are all Wu Nian's confidantes, they only know about the Wu family, but they don't know about Daliao.

Immediately, that part of the city wall became a blank area, and the Death Battalion took advantage of the trend to expand...

The shadow of the gun flickered, and Tu Chang came up.

"Tu Gong, get out of the way!"

Tu Chang hadn't killed an enemy for a long time, but this time, he struck out heartily.

But Wang Lao Er rushed up and swept in front of him.

"Second, stand back!"

Tu Chang's inner breath was condensed in his arm, and he had no place to vent it.

"Tu Gong, you rest."

Wang Laoer led his men towards the bed crossbow.

The people on the other side of the bed crossbow had just woken up from the incident of Wu Nian beheading Jiang Chen when Wang Lao Er came.

"It's Wang Lao Er!"

A sergeant knelt down in despair, "I surrender!"

Wu Nian took advantage of the situation and shouted: "At this moment, there is only one life left!"

Wang Laoer looked desperately at the defenders in front of him, all knelt down.

"My head!"

Zhang Xu came up.

But it was found that most of the defenders dropped their swords and knelt down.

The remaining hundreds of people gathered together and looked at them with grief and indignation.

"kill!"

A general charged forward with a spear in his hand.

"Wu Nian, you must die!"

The general was shot through the chest by Tu Chang, and the roar before his death was palpitating.

Holding on for two days relied on Jiang Chen's bravery and leadership.

Morale is a very strange thing, and it is hard to explain.

A word, an action, can boost morale.

But one sentence, one action, can also damage morale.

Jiang Chen was beheaded by Wu Nian, that knife cut off all the morale of the defenders.

Immediately, the Northern Xinjiang Army rushed to the top of the city.

Wu Nian and more than a hundred of his confidants gathered together.

No one looked at them.

"Open the city gates and control the officials!"

Tu Chang shouted.

The gates opened.

The cavalry then entered the city.

Dozens of remnants of the enemy summoned up their courage and blocked in the middle of the street, before turning into dozens of piles of rotten meat under the hooves of the horses.

The process of history is like a wheel, and under the general trend, individuals appear extremely helpless.

Jiang Cunzhong took the lead in entering the city.

"Clean up all the government offices, and find the household registration and tax books first, and take good care of them. The second is the warehouses..."

When the rebel army attacked the city, the first thing they did was to seize food and money, as well as burn, kill and loot.

This is the difference between the regular army and the grass head king.

With the household registration in hand, the situation in this area is clear at a glance.

With the tax booklet in hand, the economic situation of the entire region is clear.

These, are the chickens that lay the golden eggs.

Wu Nian felt a little embarrassed and walked over, "Wu Nian, I have met the general."

"Jiang Cunzhong."

"I met General Jiang."

Wu Nian said: "It's not that the officials refused to act in the past two days..."

"Keep these words."

Jiang Cunzhong interrupted his explanation and ordered, "Archers climb high. Pedestrians are not allowed on the streets of the city, otherwise, beheaded!"

"Leader!"

The archers quickly took control of the commanding heights.

"All prisoners, go to the city!"

The captives were driven down from the city.

"Stand up!"

The captives lined up along the street.

Behind them are soldiers from Northern Xinjiang.

Jiang Cunzhong walked inside the city gate and bowed his head.

Wu Nian's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly followed.

Da da da!
The sound of horseshoes came slowly and crisply.

In the lead are more than a hundred riders, all wearing heavy armor and face helmets, with only their eyes exposed.

Then there were more than ten guards, who looked tall and burly, with piercing eyes.

The archers stood on the top of the city and the roofs on both sides, their eyes turned.

Immediately, Yang Xuan stepped into the city slowly.

Jiang Cunzhong knelt down on one knee, "Report to Duke, there are no remaining enemies in the city!"

Jiang Chen held on for two and a half days. During these two and a half days, the defenders suffered heavy casualties. Once the city was broken, the remaining defenders had no fighting spirit. That's why Jiang Cunzhong was able to quickly take control of Jinshan City.

Yang Xuan nodded, "Hard work!"

"Sir, don't dare to speak bitterly!"

Jiang Cunzhong looked up.

The capture of Jinshan City in two and a half days was a bit of a surprise to both the enemy and us.

But if you think about this process carefully, you will find that there is an inevitability hidden in the accident.

Yang Xuan just changed the strike rhythm of the trebuchet and the crossbow formation, causing heavy casualties to the defenders.Then attack the city with the Northern Frontier Army and consume the enemy.

In the end, the Death Battalion struck wildly. Even if Wu Nian didn't make a move, Jinshan City would not be able to escape the fate of falling for an hour at most.

All of this looks ordinary, but there are countless principles of using troops in it.

The avenue is simple, not complicated!

There was more admiration in Jiang Cunzhong's eyes, and he vaguely guessed that this former good brother would not stop here.

Neizhou!

Taizhou...

This Datang is sick!

The people were groaning and begging for help helplessly.

Chang'an is fighting internally and is enjoying himself.

Emperors, generals, aristocratic families, powerful clans, powerful...

It was like a bunch of maggots entangled and writhing, covering the entire city of Chang'an with mucus.

In this chaotic and hopeless age.

The trumpets of the north keep sounding.

Yang Xuan, the Yang Ni in Chang'an's mouth, led the northern frontier army, constantly going north, and constantly expanding the territory.

In the dark, this is a ray of sunshine, piercing the haze and bringing hope to the world!

Yes!

hope!

With mixed feelings, Jiang Cunzhong shouted, "Kneel!"

The captives knelt down one after another.

He raised his head boldly and watched the majestic Lord of Northern Border enter the city.

Although the city was cleaned up briefly, bloodstains could still be seen.

The trebuchet smashed a lot of houses on both sides, looking at it reminded Yang Xuan of catastrophe.

There were not many prisoners left on both sides, Yang Xuan couldn't help sighing, "It's a pity!"

Han Ji looked at his words and said, "The defenders were brave and suffered heavy casualties, which caused a lot of losses to our army."

"I'm not sighing about it."

"Why is that?"

"Those dead defenders are all excellent workers!"

Han Ji: "..."

Yang Xuan looked at the straight road ahead and the docile captives on both sides, feeling a surge of pride in his heart.

Neizhou used to be a headache for northern Xinjiang. The Northern Liao Army used Neizhou as its base and frequently sent troops to harass and attack various places in northern Xinjiang.

At that time, when Neizhou was mentioned, the people in northern Xinjiang would change their colors.

But now, most of Neizhou is in his hands.

There is only one Chengyang City left!

"Neizhou is Datang's Neizhou!"

Yang Xuan drew out his saber and raised it up.

All cheers.

The three of Wu Luo waited for news at Wu Nian's home.

"There is no movement."

Ding Bo listened attentively.

Wu Luo's heart skipped a beat, she put down the scroll and walked out.

"How is it?"

Ding Bo shook his head, "I don't know."

He and Wan Yu approached the gate, one looked out through the crack of the door, and the other listened to the movement outside.

Wu Luo's heartbeat increased.

She knew that if the northern border army withdrew, her fate could not be separated from two possibilities. One was to be imprisoned in Wu's house, and the other was to be executed by Wu Nian.

The second possibility is the most likely.

What do you want to say that everyone is relatives, is it necessary to be so heartless?
For Wu Nian, Wu Luo, a distant cousin, is a ticking time bomb.

Once he is blown out, Jiang Chen will be the first to kill him.

If you don't do it for yourself, you will be destroyed!

Mr. Lang should not lose!

Yes, you won't lose.

At least, it must be a tie!

Embarrassed, Wu Luo went to the gate to join in the fun, so she approached the wall.

She turned sideways, pretending to be nonchalant, but she was actually listening.

Nothing happened!

It was too quiet outside.

It's like an empty city.

What about people?

Wu Luo was a little flustered.

I can't help but subconsciously miss the Yang family's backyard.

Everything that was incompatible in the past has become kind at this moment.

Zhang Siniang, who wanted to fight for favor; Hua Hong and Yan Xiao, who were ready to move, but dared not make a move.

She wholeheartedly wants to become the Aunt Guan who is second only to Zhou Ning in the backyard.

The mysterious and indifferent Yi Niang.

The graceful hostess Zhou Ning.

Cute naughty little man.

She even thought of Swordsman, Fugui, and Zheng Wuniang.

I want to go home!

She looked up apprehensively.

"The Duke is mighty!"

There was a loud shout.

Wu Luo was startled and jumped up.

She showed a smiling face, clenched her fists, and said happily: "Win!"

"The Duke is mighty!"

Huge cheers swept through.

"The Duke is mighty!"

The sound of horseshoes approaching.

Someone is shouting.

"Everyone is not allowed to go out at home, otherwise, they will be killed!"

"Everyone..."

Yang Xuan entered the official residence.

"Guo Gong, the household registration and tax account books are all there."

Several small officials accompanying the army reported happily.

"it is good!"

Yang Xuan said with a smile: "Everything will be accumulated again when there are people."

Han Ji smiled and said, "Your Majesty's words seem to be treating the common people like cattle and horses."

Only Han Ji dared to say this.

Yang Xuan didn't shy away from this topic, "I said before that class is inevitable.

To live, one has to create.Merchants, craftsmen, farmers, sergeants, officials, generals, dignitaries, tyrants...every class is creating wealth in its own way.

The people are at the bottom.As a ruler, the only thing I can do is to try my best to make this big pie bigger, and try my best to let the people get more pie..."

These words are a bit cryptic, but Han Ji has already heard some implication.

Every class has to contribute to this Tang Dynasty, and the rulers coordinate all these and try their best to create wealth... In the end, they stand on the side of the people.

Govern for the people!

The layout of the lord is astonishing!

Han Ji was overjoyed, the old thief coughed dryly, and said in a low voice: "Old Han, this old man feels like you are alone."

"Who?" Han Ji asked casually.

"Have you heard of the Three Kingdoms mentioned by Mr. Lang?"

Yang Xuan told them the story of the Three Kingdoms even though he was fine.

Han Ji nodded.

"Who do you think this old man looks like? Guo Jia?"

Guo Jia was extremely intelligent, but died young.

This man is really brave and outspoken!

The old thief shook his head, "Yang Xiu!"

Yang Xiu is also extremely intelligent, but he likes to play tricks, and eventually died of cleverness.

But when Yang Xuan told this story at the beginning, he didn't tell them that the real reason why Yang Xiu was killed was not playing tricks, but meddling with Cao Cao's family affairs.

After entering the lobby, Yang Xuan sat down.

Jiang Cunzhong reported the results of this battle.

"...There is a lot of money and food in the city, and there are also a lot of supplies for defending the city."

What Yang Guogong likes most is money and food.

"In addition, I found a letter written by Jiang Chen to Xiao Hongde. Before it was sent, our army surrounded Jinshan City."

Jiang Cunzhong took out a letter.

"I won't read it, just briefly talk about it."

Yang Xuan seldom participates in fights now, so during the two-and-a-half-day siege battle, he has been sitting on horseback directing, a little tired.

"Jiang Chen promised Xiao Hongde that he would stick to it for ten days."

Jiang Cunzhong laughed.

"Ten days, very heroic!"

Yang Xuan smiled, turned his gaze to Wu Nian.

The hall gradually fell silent.

Wu Nian stepped forward and saluted.

"I have seen the Duke."

The etiquette of the aristocratic family is impeccable, as is his bearing.

"You are Wu Nian?"

Yang Xuan's tone was calm, and he couldn't hear any joy or anger.

Is this dissatisfaction?
Wu Nian's heart tightened, "It's Xiaguan. Xiaguan and Wu Luo are close brothers and sisters."

"Dear brothers and sisters..."

Why did the kind brothers and sisters make Wu Luo so tragic when he set off?

As if gone forever.

These words are meant to be ridiculed.

Wu Nian thought, I just sat and watched for two and a half days, Yang Guogong is annoyed, right?
How to explain?
Still plead guilty.

Pleading guilty, he put the initiative in Yang Xuan's hands.

The credit for the wartime anyway is gone.

is to kill.

Still want credit?
Why didn't I listen to Luo'er's reminder back then... Wu Nian was in a mess.

And all this was just because Yang Xuan's throat was a little itchy, which caused a change in tone.

Itchy throat, is this a sign of tonsil inflammation?

Yang Xuan looked at Wu Nian, although he was a little annoyed that he acted too late, causing many deaths and injuries to his subordinates.

But one must be honest, if Wu Nian hadn't made a move, at the last hour, at least hundreds of lives would have been filled.

Therefore, this person has merit.

Reward for meritorious service is Yang Guogong's governance philosophy.

Then reward him!

His throat felt uncomfortable, and Yang Guogong coughed dryly.

"Cough cough!"

Pfft!
Wu Nian, whose inner pressure was so great that he collapsed, knelt down.

"Duke, the villain is guilty!"

Yang Xuan: "..."

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