Amidst the sound of swords being drawn, the dozen or so big men on the opposite side raised their heads.

"They didn't bring knives."

Someone here is ecstatic!

"You son of a bitch, you didn't bring a knife. Do you think you have a safe journey?"

"Good opportunity, kill them!"

The sound of horse hooves was like thunder, and more than a hundred horsemen swarmed away.

"Kill!"

More than a hundred people with knives were killed, and more than ten people without knives were killed. No matter how you look at it, it was a massacre.

Perhaps, a face-to-face meeting can solve the problem.

Immediately, he was able to find things calmly and escape far away.

If you want, you can drag the corpse away.

Let Yang Gou want to cry without tears, and be incompetent and furious!

More than ten big men casually took out an iron rod.

The leader, Zheng Suo, raised his iron stick and said, "Damn it! What is going on? Are you going to intercept and kill us?"

"yes!"

"Are there fewer people?"

"Looking at over a hundred people, they don't look impressive."

"Could it be that you've lost your mind and gone crazy?"

Someone on the opposite side suddenly turned pale and screamed: "They are holding sticks! Iron sticks!"

In an instant, most of the people's expressions changed drastically.

"It's those big guys around Yang Gou!"

"not good!"

"retreat!"

"We made a mistake!"

The men screamed and tried to retreat.

But the speed increased and the distance was very close.

The people in front could only scream and chop with all their might.

The iron rod was swung with a powerful whistling sound.

Mixed with crisp or dull sounds.

Boom boom boom!

The head was smashed and the muscles and bones were broken.

The miserable howl stopped the travelers behind.

But the people of the Tang Dynasty were very courageous and did not even try to avoid it. They all gathered together to watch the fun.

"Oh! This stick actually broke my head."

"Look, that arm can be thrown behind you, it's amazing!"

After a fierce and short fight, the remaining dozens of horsemen turned around and fled.

"Should we pursue him or not?" More than ten people looked at Zheng Suo.

"Isn't it almost to Chang'an? Follow the way!"

After chasing him for a few miles, dozens of riders appeared in front.

"It's Ouda!"

Zheng Suo smiled and said, "Hurry up."

Uda shouted: "Kill!"

There was a pincer attack from both sides, and only a few of the dozens of riders escaped, while the others all became ghosts.

"No one left alive?" Uda asked.

"Stop it, leave the corpses here, and let their master collect them." Zheng Suo kept riding, "Where is Mr. Lang?"

"Mr. Lang has entered the palace. I want you to rush to the palace gate."

"Countless!"

Zheng Suo hurriedly entered Chang'an City and hurried outside the palace gate.

"What's the matter?"

The sergeant guarding the gate shouted.

Zheng Suo said: "There is an urgent military situation in Chenzhou in northern Xinjiang. The entire southern part of the town is dispatched to besiege Lin'an City! It is urgent. Please send it to the palace."

…

Enter the palace and salute.

"Your Majesty." Yang Xuan raised his head and said, "Chenzhou is not rich in products. Chang'an has not received much money and food in recent years, so farming is particularly important."

These words involved the household head of the country, and he just smiled.

"Every spring plowing, the alien tribesmen on the grassland will definitely send troops to trample, burn, kill and loot. I must make sure that I, Chenzhou, have no harvest. When the harvest comes, I can only starve."

When Yang Xuangang arrived in northern Xinjiang, the soldiers and civilians had food rations, and the pot-bellied man could not survive there.

"Just send out troops."

Zheng Qi said.

Didn't the emperor give orders not to attack?

"Yes! Just send out troops." Boss Yang said with a smile: "What Zheng Shangshu said is true. But, how should we send out troops? The scouts reported that the enemy's army was harassing by 500 troops. How many should Chenzhou send out?

If there are thousands of enemy troops hiding behind them, they will be ambushed if they send out fewer troops.

If the enemy's army is only five hundred, then, not to mention the waste of money and food by sending out a large army, the enemy may take advantage of the emptiness of Chenzhou to make a surprise attack.

If the enemy gathers a large army and waits for Chenzhou to send out troops for a decisive battle, and then launch a surprise attack on Lin'an, does Zheng Shangshu know how to deal with it?"

Zheng Qi was already stunned.

"All of this depends on the judgment of officials and generals, and such judgment requires experience. And experience comes from countless fights, countless losses, and countless hardships..."

"You can sharpen your skills, why can't others?" Zheng Qi retorted.

"Yes!" Yang Xuan looked very humble, but his father-in-law knew that this boy was not a humble person, but he was a little curious about how he would refute Zheng Qi.

"In the past, the three major departments were all here. Although the war with Chenzhou continued, there was at least a balance.

After the Jibo tribe was wiped out, the two remaining tribes were very sad and worried that Chen Zhou would deal with them next.

Tanzhou Helianrong also kept driving them to attack.

In desperation, what will they do?

Either they can turn back and attack Tanzhou, but they don't dare. The second option is to bite and fight with Chenzhou, their old enemy."

Yang Xuan said: "The enemy is already extremely vicious, and his counterattack in desperation is particularly fierce.

This is not the time to practice.

Just like the original Southern Expedition, if one general is incompetent, the overall situation will become irreversible in an instant.

Furthermore, if Chenzhou loses, Beiliao will attack with a large army.

After defeating Chenzhou, they detoured to the right and outflanked Xuanzhou's retreat.

At that time, the entire situation in Northern Xinjiang will be in dire straits!"

Zhou Zun's eyelids twitched.

The son-in-law's words sounded peaceful, but he could hear the flavor inside.

When has it been?

What kind of experience do you still have in mind?

When Chenzhou is defeated and the situation in Northern Xinjiang is in great disarray, every word spoken at this moment will become evidence of mistakes.

The king and his ministers would naturally laugh at such trivial matters.

Chenzhou was defeated and Northern Xinjiang was on the verge of collapse. Who should bear the responsibility?

This is a bit too much!

Zheng Qi smiled and said: "Is it just your word that determines the overall situation of Northern Xinjiang?"
To be continued...