"The Shegu people were originally fierce but short-sighted. The third prince expelled his father and brother and established himself as queen. He selected generals from the captives of the Northern Liao Dynasty and taught the Shegu people the art of war and training. Now, I think the Shegu people have become Beili

Liao’s innermost concern.”

There were only a few merchants and travelers on the official road, and Yang Xuan was walking slowly with two thousand riders.

He Liantong was analyzing the movements of the Shegu people.

"To be honest, if it weren't for She Guren, it would be difficult for Northern Xinjiang to reach Jiangzhou so smoothly!" He Lianrong saw someone disapproving,

He analyzed: "The Northern Liao Dynasty has always stationed troops in the far north, and there are quite a lot of them. After the Shegu people launched an attack, they even dispatched a large army to suppress it, and a lot of money and food were wasted. If not for this, the original Yanzhou and Cangzhou

In the battle, the size of the Northern Liao army was frightening."

"No matter how many Bei Liao troops are, they will still be vulnerable to a single blow!"

The old thief said disdainfully.

"Haha!" He Lianrong smiled, wearing a monk's robe and looking particularly calm, "Bei Liao has many cities in the south. If we stick to it, we can attack them one by one. When they reach Ningxing, the Northern Xinjiang army can still

How many troops are left?"

This is a real problem.

Yang Xuan said: "The Shegu people are attacking the city in the far north, and the Jin Yiwei are already watching."

"Is the Duke also worried that the Shegu people will become a scourge in northern Xinjiang?" He Lianrong asked.

Yang Xuan nodded, thinking of his sworn brother, the current King of Shegu, Asibao.

"In the humble monk's opinion, this is not a bad thing."

"oh!"

Everyone wanted to hear He Lianrong's analysis, but only the old thief looked dismissive.

"If the Shegu people stay still in the far north, after Northern Xinjiang captures Ningxing, the army from Chang'an will probably set off. The Northern Xinjiang army will then go south to fight. The Ningxing area will be empty."

At that time, the people of Shegu mobilized in full force, taking advantage of the great fight between the Northern Xinjiang Army and the Chang'an Army to attack the city and seize the territory.

At that time, Yang Xuan could only bite the bullet and deal with the Chang'an army. As for losing his hometown in Bei Liao, just lose it!

It's really not a bad thing for Shegu people to jump out now.

Even Wang Laoer thinks it makes sense.

The old thief whispered: "Nonsense!"

"Old thief, you are becoming more and more jealous of the virtuous and capable." Wang Laoer said: "Qian Qian benefited, this is what the Duke said."

The old thief said disdainfully: "I'm not bragging. I've recently gained some experience in the art of war, and suddenly I discovered a trick." He pointed to the left and right and said: "Look, the dense forests on these two sides are perfect for ambushes."

"You said an ambush is an ambush?"

Wang Laoer pointed to the left side, "I said it's best for hunting. Hey! Old thief, why is there something shining there? There can't be gold!"

He glanced at the old thief.

The old thief looked pale.

Yang Xuan was meditating on the ancients and the changes in the current overall situation, and felt a faint discomfort in the back of his head.

But he didn't pay attention. Until this moment, he felt as if there were fine needles pricking the back of his head, and he couldn't help but look up to the left.

There are several rays of light reflecting in the dense forest.

weapon!

Yang Xuan shouted:

"Enemy attack!"

Almost at the same time he shouted a warning, cavalry rushed out of the dense forest on both sides.

"Kill Yang Gou!"

The cavalrymen on horseback had ferocious faces. They held their swords high, and those behind them were still unfurling their bows and nocking arrows.

A wave of arrows struck, and the unprepared Northern Xinjiang army fell to the ground.

"Line up and push them back!"

Yang Xuan was roaring.

Logically, he should choose to evacuate at this moment, but the back of his head was becoming increasingly numb and the stinging pain was unbearable.

If it were him, he would be ambushing on both sides and at the same time, he would have to arrange blocking troops in front.

Just when the opponent thinks he can escape, even if five hundred cavalry appear in front, the opponent's morale can collapse.

Therefore, he ordered his subordinates to fight without hesitation.

Before the two thousand cavalry came into contact with the enemy, more than a hundred were knocked down by arrows. The remaining ones were divided into two teams. The old thief led one team, and Yang Xuan led a team to charge left and right.

"kill!"

Lin Feibao and others protected Yang Xuan, and Yang Xuan shouted: "Go to the front!"

Thirty Qiu

Long Wei and Yang Xuan rushed over together.

The iron rod was invincible, and the enemy's momentum suddenly stalled.

"Fire the arrow!"

The enemy troops behind roared.

A hail of arrows flew in, and dozens of Northern Xinjiang troops fell.

"Attack!" He Liantong stood at the edge of the dense forest and looked at Yang Xuan coldly.

Behind him, dozens of skilled hands quietly touched it.

"assault!"

Amidst the sound of the horn, the soldiers of the Northern Liao Dynasty rushed towards the Qiulong Guard without fear of death.

The iron pipe smashed the head and broke the bones, but it could not break the will.

This is the sharpest among the Northern Liao army!

Lin Feibao had just killed a person when he saw a figure flashing out of the corner of his eye.

"My lord, be careful!"

A wave of arrows came towards Yang Xuan.

Tu Shang's spear danced, and Wang Laoer flew up, his sword striking arrows.

Just after the rain of arrows, dozens of people flew over.

"Protect the Duke!"

Lin Feibao blocked the arrows while beating the enemy soldiers who were rushing towards him, and jumped up.

But more Horned Dragon Guards were entangled by the enemy.

What they are good at is protecting, not fighting.

The army was spread out, and they formed an arrow attack to be invincible, but in this melee, the role of the Horned Dragon Guard was infinitely suppressed.

At the edge of the dense forest, He Liantong said: "In order to suppress those guards, I ordered the masters to practice many times. Every effort during the war is very hard on weekdays. It's true!"

Those masters flew over, Tu Shang danced his spear, and fought with the two masters. Wang Laoer stood in front of Yang Xuan and was attacked in turn.

Yang Xuan held a horizontal sword in his hand and his face was ashen.

After capturing Cangzhou and Yanzhou, and then capturing the three states, the original areas in northern Xinjiang will become a safe hinterland.

But he forgot one thing. Sanzhou was outside, facing the front line of Northern Liao.

He Liantong's dormancy made him think that the veteran would choose to stick to his guns.

After encountering an ambush today, he realized that his many years of life as a fisherman had made King Lian Jiang's military tactics more sophisticated, without leaving any trace.

There are so many heroes in the world!

A good player broke through, shouted loudly, held the gun with both hands, and stabbed with all his strength.

The red tassels are flying like a hen with fried feathers.

But the tip of the gun was shining coldly.

You can even see different colors on the red tassel, some with black, which are the traces left by blood.

The sword swung horizontally, and Yang Xuange blocked the shot.

A figure flashed in the corner of his eye, and a good hand swooped over.

Mr. Wang was entangled and shouted: "Uda!"

A figure flew over and blocked Yang Xuan.

clang!
To be continued...