One hour later, the raging fire had swallowed up the entire Gaobiling Mountains, and the fifteen soldiers of Gaobiling Mountains only escaped less than 80,000. More than 70,000 were killed, burned to death, and killed each other. The entire Gaobiling Mountains accumulated, with a pungent smell, like a forest hell. This sneak attack was also the most tragic battle in the entire battle to pacify Yang Liang. Book mí Group 2

Zhang Xutuo was also controversial because of this battle. Dozens of civil officials jointly impeached Zhang Xutuo to Emperor Yang Guang of Sui for being too cruel and requested severe punishment of Zhang Xutuo. However, Yang Su tried his best to protect Zhang Xutuo's great achievements. In the end, Yang Guang ignored his achievements in this battle and did not care about his faults. He used his achievements in seizing Pujin Pass and granted Zhang Xutuo the three sects of Kaifu Yitong and served as the Sima of Qizhou.

The battle at Gaobiling is the key to determining the entire battle situation. When Yang Liang's army of more than 100,000 was defeated in Gaobiling, it was doomed to have Yang Liang's failure.

Five days later, Yang Su led an army of 150,000 to Taiyuan City. At the same time, Li Xiong and Yang Yuanqing led 30,000 Youzhou troops, Yang Yichen and Li Jing led 60,000 Shuo Dai troops, as well as the 15 Bingzhou soldiers, a total of 300,000 troops surrounded Taiyuan City.

In the Bingzhou General Administration, Yang Liang locked himself in the room and saw no one for a day and a night. He was already desperate. He was Yang Jian’s favorite child. He had grown up with him since he was a child and had never encountered any setbacks. But when his first setback came, it was a test of his life and death, and a turning point in his life's decline and glory.

In the room, Yang Liang was drinking glass after glass, drunk, and was drunk next to him. A beautiful concubine, Lu Ji, was sitting next to him. She was trying to persuade Yang Liang softly, "If you win, fight, fight, surrender early, so that you can still maintain wealth. As your highness, as long as the second prince spares Your Highness, you will definitely not lose your wealth in the second half of your life. Don't worry, your highness. If you really can't do it, surrender! I support you."

Yang Liang hugged the beauty's shoulder and said drunk: "Actually, if it weren't for them, I would have surrendered long ago. How could I have surrendered until today? I, Yang Liang, have the same status as a minister and enjoy the same glory and wealth. Isn't this just the word "enjoy" in life? Beauty, are you right?"

"Your Highness is very clear. What's the point of fighting and killing all day long? The Mid-Autumn Festival is over. We don't even have a month to reward. Alas! Don't your Highness feel regretful?"

"After returning to Beijing, we enjoy the moon every day. To be honest, I want to go back to Beijing too." Yang Liang sighed.

The two of them were talking in the room, and at this moment, a shout suddenly came from outside, "I want to see Your Highness. You can get out of here, get out of here!"

In the courtyard, Pei Wen'an, the upper pillar country, broke into the courtyard with a sword. More than a dozen guards surrounded him. Pei Wen'an no longer collided, but shouted sternly: "Your Highness, the rumors in the army that Your Highness is about to surrender have caused unstable morale in the army. Please go and clarify the rumors."

Pei Wen'an was filled with resentment. He suggested that Yang Liang get Pujin Pass. If Yang Liang adopts it, they would have attacked Guanzhong long ago, but Yang Liang was indecisive and gave up halfway.

He later advised Yang Liang to concentrate his troops to capture Youzhou and open up the road to Liaodong, but Yang Liang was reluctant to give up Bingzhou, which eventually led to today's full defeat, which made him feel disappointed and angry with Yang Liang.

Just now, he heard from Yang Liang's confidant general that Yang Liang was ready to surrender. This news made Pei Wen'an shocked and angry, and the anger suppressed in his heart finally burst out.

"Your Highness, you have to go and make it clear to the soldiers and you will never surrender!"

After a while, Yang Liang's lazy voice came from the room, "So what if the lonely family wants to surrender?"

Pei Wen'an was stunned. After a while, he whispered loudly: "There are still 50,000 soldiers in Taiyuan City, millions of stones of grain, and endless water sources. Grain can be grown everywhere in the city. The city is high and thick, and it can be fully supported for a year. Your Highness can persist and wait for the change in the court."

"The Gu family is already tired and don't want to play anymore. Let's end it!"

"Play?"

Pei Wen'an couldn't believe his ears. He took two steps back and his anger burned in his heart again. He shouted sternly: "Is your highness worthy of the soldiers who died for His Highness? Tens of thousands of people in Daizhou were killed in battle, and more than 100,000 were killed or injured in Puzhou and Gaobiling. They all died for His Highness, and they had to bear the name of rebellion after their death. They paid their lives for His Highness. Can His Highness pass the word "play"? "

"That's because they are stupid, no wonder others." Yang Liang still underestimated in the room.

Pei Wen'an was stunned. After a long time, the anger in his heart disappeared, a deep sorrow flowed in his eyes, and he smiled miserably: "Yes! We are all stupid. For a single husband who treats soldiers like grass, we will give up our family, give up fame and honor, and give up our lives. We are really stupid!"

He shouted to the sky: "God, kill me, stupid!"

Yang Liang was furious, "Bow this person to death!"

"Don't kill you, I'll die by myself!"

Pei Wen'an shouted sadly: "I, Pei Wen'an, actually sent tens of thousands of soldiers' lives for a poison king. I deserve to die! I deserve to die!"

Pei Wen'an pulled the sword across his neck, pulled it hard, and committed suicide.

Dozens of shìwei looked at Pei Wen'an's body blankly, and everyone felt an indescribable discomfort in their hearts. They silently carried Pei Wen'an's body out of the yard. Yang Liang's voice came from the room, "Beauty... let's have another drink."

Outside the city, the commander Yang Su met with the commander of the Sui army. Yang Yuanqing knelt down on one knee and bowed to his grandfather to greet him, "General Yang Yuanqing, the general of the town, kowtowed to the commander!"

Yang Su couldn't help laughing, feeling extremely relieved. Although Sun Neng made great achievements in this battle to combat rebellion, he would appreciate it, but if Yuan Qing could give up on his conspiracy and actively cooperate with Yang Yichen, especially when he heard that he would give all the rewards to his subordinates, this was extremely touching.

This shows that his grandson has gradually matured and is no longer a young and virtuous general, but can consider the overall situation and stand alone.

He quickly helped Yuan Qing up, "Child, although you did not get Gao Feng, your grandfather thinks you are the first hero to suppress the rebellion, and you did not embarrass my grandfather."

Yang Yuanqing's nose was sore and tears almost shed. He said respectfully: "The grandson dared not take credit. He is satisfied that his grandson can be promoted two levels in a row."

Yang Su smiled and pointed to Zhang Xutuo next to him and said, "Go and meet your master."

Yang Yuanqing walked to Zhang Xutuo and knelt down on both knees, "A disciple Yuanqing bowed to the master!"

Zhang Xutuo was amazed when Yang Yuanqing entered Mén. The child had completely broken through for six years. He was about the same height as himself. His arms were as powerful as a thousand pounds. Zhang Xutuo felt at a glance that Yang Yuanqing's martial arts skills were no less than his. Zhang Xutuo was really relieved to be able to get such a good disciple.

He helped Yang Yuanqing up, patted him on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "It's so small, better than the master expected."

In the sixth year of Yang Yuanqing, he did not see Zhang Xutuo. He saw that he was older than before. He was able to be today. It was Zhang Xutuo who laid a solid foundation for him. He only felt endlessly in his heart.

"Yuan Qing remembers the kindness of the master and professor, and will never be forgotten." Zhang Xutuo nodded, with a smile on his face, "I know that you are my only disciple of Zhang Xupi. I teach you martial arts. I just hope that you can be loyal to the country, serve the heavens, and become the pillar of my Great Sui Dynasty."

Yang Yuanqing nodded silently. At this time, Yang Su smiled from the side and said, "General Zhang, don't you want to try your apprentice's martial arts?"

In fact, Zhang Xutuo had this idea for a long time. He was deeply surprised when he heard that Yang Yuanqing had pulled the Bingzhou No. 1 general Wang under the horse after meeting him. He knew that Wang Ba was famous for his strong and powerful gun, but he couldn't even defeat his disciple with one move? He was also full of curiosity. What level of Yuan Qing's martial arts skills are?

Seeing that Yang Yuanqing's eyes were full of expectations, he couldn't help but smile and patted him on the shoulder, "Do you want to pick the master too?"

"The disciple dare not, but ask the master for advice."

"Very good, let's go outside the camp to try it."

Outside the tent, the competition between Yang Yuanqing and his master Zhang Xutuo attracted more than a thousand personal soldiers and generals to watch. There were silences around him and he almost didn't like Zhang Xutuo. The reason is very simple. Yang Yuanqing knew his master's martial arts, but his master did not understand his disciple's spear skills. If you talk about experience, Yang Yuanqing had experienced many battles in the grassland, and his experience was definitely no less than Zhang Xutuo.

Zhang Xutuo stood on a horse, staring at Yang Yuanqing a hundred steps away with a calm eyes. This was his disciple. He could feel Yang Yuanqing's special martial arts temperament, which was the same temperament as him, which made them have a tacit understanding that others could not feel.

From this temperament, Zhang Xutuo could tell that Yang Yuanqing's strength and speed should be just as good as himself, but Yang Yuanqing's unique reaction and sensitivity of young people were stronger than him.

Zhang Xutuo waved his sword and shouted, "Come on!"

Yang Yuanqing bit his mouth tightly and accelerated the horse speed. The horse was like a rushing lightning. The horse spear in his hand was like a thousand pounds of force, stabbing towards Zhang Xutuo. The momentum that the fierce general burst out with all his strength made everyone present feel an inexplicable pressure, as if the power emitted by Yang Yuanqing's shocking sting would also hurt him.

Yang Su was secretly surprised. He whispered to Changsun Sheng next to him, "I think who is better, the master and the disciple?"

Changsun Sheng smiled slightly and said, "Although Yuan Qing uses a spear, his strength and skills are the same as General Zhang. General Zhang should know where Yuan Qing's flaw is? But there will be no result in winning or losing between them."

Yang Su nodded. He could understand Changsun Sheng's words. If Zhang Xutuo cracked Yuan Qing's flaw, it would be equivalent to storing Zhang Xutuo's own weaknesses. Zhang Xutuo would not do this. They would inevitably end the competition in a way that only they understood.

Yang Yuanqing's horse speed was getting faster and faster. He shouted loudly and stabbed Zhang Xutuo with a thunder. They could all grasp the measure and not really hurt each other.

Zhang Xutuo also shouted loudly, "Good come!"

He stabbed Yang Yuanqing's left arm diagonally. The knife was like lightning, but it turned the blade halfway through, and the back of the knife slid on Yang Yuanqing's spear, as if he was using a kilogram to drive Yang Yuanqing's spear, and then two horses passed by.

In this encounter, the two of them were evenly matched, but strangely, they stopped fighting anymore, and smiled at each other, and understood in their hearts that Yang Yuanqing knew that his master had just stabbed his slantedly, but in fact he had grasped one of his flaws.

Yang Yuanqing made it the first test of swordsmanship. It seemed slow but actually fast. This move requires a very good control of the power. However, Zhang Xutuo used the eleventh sword technique to enter the sea, which was precisely the restraint of this move. A slide pole can remove all Yang Yuanqing's power, and it would make Yang Yuanqing feel uncomfortable as if he had a foot in the air.

But Yang Yuanqing also felt that the master's strength and speed were slightly inferior to his. In other words, he could defeat his master Zhang Xutuo, and the master could also defeat him in terms of tricks. It is indeed difficult to say who wins and loses the battle between them.

"Thank you for your advice from your master!" Yang Yuanqing said with his fists.

"Yes, you're more clever than I thought, you're very good at seizing fighter shots."

Yang Su smiled and asked, "Who lost?"

Zhang Xutuo bowed and said, "Reporting to the commander, we are not defeated, but the Yangtze River pushes forward, Yuan Qing will sooner or later defeat me."

"Okay! You can understand it in your heart, so I won't ask more questions."

Yang Su smiled at everyone again and said, "Everyone enters the account and discusses the siege plan together."

At this moment, a personal soldier rushed to the front of the camp and shouted excitedly: "Master General, the rebel king Yang Liang has surrendered in the city!"

Yang Su's eyes suddenly widened and she said happily: "So quickly send the whole army to surrender!"

Zhang Juntuo quickly advised: "Master, be careful that Yang Liang surrenders is a fraud."

Yang Su narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly, "No, I know Yang Liang very well. Although he is ambitious, he is timid and useless, and is destined to be unable to accomplish a big deal. If he had the courage to surrender, he would not have been defeated like that in Lingshi County."

‘Dong!Dong!Dong!, the huge drum sounded, hundreds of thousands of rebels were lined up in line with the Sui army, with flags like clouds, guns and halberds like forests, Yang Su wore a golden helmet, wearing golden armor, holding a sword of surrender in his hand, and stood in front of the team. Behind him, hundreds of generals were armed with helmets and armor, with a mighty aura.

At this time, the Taiyuan city had already opened, and all the flags on the top of the city were falling. Teams of rebel soldiers walked out of the city, put down their weapons, raised their hands to surrender to the Sui army. Changsun Sheng led 30,000 cavalry and took away the tens of thousands of troops they had surrendered. The weapons at the entrance of the city were piled up like mountains.

King Yang Liang of Han finally appeared, followed by hundreds of civil and military pseudo-officials. Yang Liang was naked, his hands were tied with hemp ropes, and the King of Han was hanging golden seal under his neck. He looked extremely depressed. In fact, he still had 60,000 soldiers on his hands and millions of stones of grain in Taiyuan City. In addition, the Taiyuan city walls were tall and strong, so there was no problem of sticking to them for a year.

The key is that Yang Liang no longer has confidence. He only has Taiyuan City. All the prefectures and counties below Bingzhou no longer support him, which made him despair. His ambition to become emperor and ascend the throne has disappeared. Now he only wants to continue to enjoy wealth and glory in the second half of his life, and only wants to be a rich man, and he is satisfied.

Yang Liang walked out of the city and fell to the ground. He shouted in a trembling voice: "The criminal Yang Liang, beg for surrender to the court's heavenly army."

Yang Su slowly urged him to step forward. Yang Yuanqing guarded his grandfather, holding a long shield and spear in his hand, and watched with vigilantly the actions of the surrendered civil and military officials behind Yang Liang.

Yang Su smiled at Yang Liang lightly and said, "I am following the order of the Emperor of the Sui Dynasty to quell the rebellion and no longer suffer from military disasters for the people of Bingzhou. I will allow you to surrender in the name of the commander of the rebellion of the Great Sui Dynasty. Your crimes will be decided by His Majesty the Emperor and the court."

Yang Liang kowtowed with tears in his eyes, "Thank you, Grandpa Yang, for surrendering. The criminals are willing to accept any disposal of His Majesty the Emperor!"

In August of the fourth year of Renshou, King Yang Liang of Han was desperate and finally surrendered to Yang Su under the city of Taiyuan. At this time, only one day was left to suppress the rebellion that Yang Su promised Yang Guang.

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