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Chapter 3 National Mourning (Part 3)(2/2)

Then, before Sun Xiaozhe could react, the opponent pushed Zhou Rui's defeated troops back to attack Ashina Congli. By now, Ashina Congli had been fighting with the soldiers and horses of the princes of the Western Regions for quite some time.

, exhausted. I'm afraid he didn't even have the courage to block, so he immediately turned around and ran for his life. His retreat didn't matter, but it was equivalent to completely freeing up the Western Region Allied Forces. Wang Mingyun suddenly had thousands more available troops in his hands, and he turned around.

To the right. Sun Xiaozhe's right wing may not be able to support it immediately. At this time, even if Sun Xiaozhe sends all the dragoons in his hands up the river, it will not help. He doesn't need the Anxi army to kill him, and his own army will be defeated.

Soldiers can trample them to death alive!"

"Ah..." Even though he didn't know anything about the military, Yan Zhuang was shocked and stunned. A few days ago, he secretly scolded Sun Xiaozhe for being stupid, but now he understood that this person was actually not defeated at all.

Injustice. Not only this person, but any general from the Yan Kingdom, if he didn't put away his arrogance and deal with it carefully, he probably wouldn't be able to get any benefit from Wang Mingyun.

"The general is just speculating on Wang Mingyun's actions based on his past military habits. Whether the specifics are consistent with the facts, I dare not make any judgments." Yu Wenzhi suddenly learned to be humble again at this moment, cupped his hands, and smiled.

said.

"I'm afraid his killing moves on the battlefield are not limited to these!" An Lushan is still a very pragmatic person in terms of military affairs.

, I really need to think carefully. I can’t lose to the Anxi Army again and only lower my family’s morale.”

"The last general has one more thing to say, I don't know whether to say it or not!" Thanks to An Lushan for telling him his true feelings, Yu Wenzhi hesitated for a moment and made another surprising decision.

"Say!" At this moment, An Lushan was immersed in the joy after the war. He nodded and encouraged with a smile.

"Don't attack the Anxi Army first, put the strategic focus on Shuofang and Shuzhong!" Yu Wenzhi was encouraged, and his voice became a little excited, "Whether it is the Anxi Army or the remnants of the Tang Dynasty in Huainan and other places, they are all worthy of being scabies."

It's just an itch. As long as your Majesty can get rid of Li Longji, Li Heng and his son, the Anxi Army will naturally lose its effectiveness and collapse without a fight."

It is certainly a clever idea to draw fire from the bottom of the cauldron. However, An Lushan doesn't quite have his thoughts. He is also a proud person and is unwilling to admit defeat easily. He is also unwilling to choose a detour just because a possible stumbling stone appears in front of him.

Okay. After thinking about it, for the sake of Yuwen Zhizhi's loyalty, he smiled and said: "I can't decide this kind of military and national affairs with just one word. You can go back and rest next time. I will let the right minister record your proposal.

Come down and discuss it in public tomorrow morning. It's too late today. I will order someone to pick a mansion for you in the city tomorrow. My general who governs the country cannot even have a decent place to live."

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..." Yu Wenzhi's mouth opened, but he finally swallowed his words. He bowed and saluted, "Your Majesty is so kind! Even if the general is shattered to pieces, it is hard to repay him! The general will retire!"

I wish His Majesty the Holy Body good health and your early unification of the world."

"Go down!" An Lushan smiled and waved.

After sending Yu Wenzhi away, he turned his gaze to the night sky outside the window and said nothing for a long time.

To be fair, the young man's performance today was not perfect. In many places, he showed an unconcealable rawness. However, even so, he still felt a sense of amazing talent. He couldn't bear to give it up, and he didn't dare to give it up. Because there are things like this.

His Yan court could not find talented young people who knew how to advance and retreat. But Li Tang had trained thousands of them in Baima Castle a few years ago!

Even excluding the issues that were shoddily produced by Gao Lishi and Chen Xuanli after Feng Changqing himself left. Just those who came out of Baima Castle with Wang Xun, Yu Wenzhi, etc., as far as An Lushan knew, there were

Nearly a thousand people. Even among these thousand people, only one in a hundred can reach Yu Wenzhi's level. There are still more than ten people. As they grow up slowly with Li Tang, all of them will become the most powerful people in Dayan.

The stumbling block at the front of the empire!

Moreover, in the iron-clad chariots of the Yan Empire, what is currently lacking is not only the horses that can lead the chariots to gallop forward, but also the captains who can sink and become the axles, wheels, frames, and spokes of the chariots.

, school lieutenants, brigade leaders, and team commanders lack low-level officers who can accurately understand the general's intentions and unite the surrounding soldiers. As early as a few years ago, the Li Tang Empire started a similar process under the initiative of Feng Changqing.

Talent reserve. The Baimabao Camp, after being taught by Feng Changqing and a group of Anxi Army generals with rich combat experience, is composed entirely of good family members and noble children near Chang'an, and their loyalty to Li Tang far exceeds that of other areas.

Young talents...

Others may not be aware of the significance contained here. As an emperor of the Yan Kingdom, An Lushan, who had worked hard for many years and made careful preparations for the rebellion, he was keenly aware of the approaching danger. But when he realized it, he had already

It was too late. After Chang'an City was breached, the Feilong Guards who were trained from the White Horse Castle camp died and dispersed. Those who were willing to stay and follow Bian Lingcheng in surrender were only the most cowardly trash.

Wang Xun's appearance on the outskirts of Chang'an City as a direct disciple of Feng Changqing was undoubtedly a rallying flag for the young people who had been trained at the White Horse Fort Camp. Wherever it was erected, it didn't take long for a large number of talents to come.

Defect. Maybe, just when the Yan court was arguing over whether Sun Xiaozhe should be punished, the remnants of the Anxi Army had quietly grown several times in size!

'Damn it, damn Feng Chaozi, what grudge does our Lao An have against you? You have been dead for so long and you are still causing trouble for Lao An!'. Looking at the stars in the night sky, An Lushan stomped his feet bitterly.
Chapter completed!
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