"You are so loyal, to be honest, you remind me of a domestic servant."

Nan He glanced at him and said, "You think... it's okay."

Jiang Cunzhong just said it casually and regretted it after saying it, feeling that it was humiliating.

After all, Nan He was also a general, and was Yang Xuan's spokesperson in the army. He was said to be a domestic servant, so he passed.

But I didn't expect that Nan He would not deny it.

Could it be that he did it in vain?

Jiang Cunzhong cupped his hands and said, "I made a mistake."

But Nan He was really not angry. He even had time to look at the lazily fighting situation and said, "Tell Suo Yun, look at the good deeds of the death camp. They pooped under the city. How damn..."

Suo Yun also saw it and went over to kick the sergeant.

The death camp below the city is lazy, and the defenders at the top of the city are even more lazy and are not even willing to take heavy weapons.

They are lazy, and we are lazy too.

This is inertia.

"Your Majesty, why don't you open the city gate to them?"

Ding Yan felt that the Northern Xinjiang Army was too lazy. If they made a surprise attack, it might be a big victory.

"I think so too, but there is Jiang Cunzhong on the other side, and that one...Zhou Jian, Nan He are stupid, can they be stupid? The Northern Xinjiang Army is so lazy, maybe they want to lure our army out of the city."

"Too."

Near noon, Nan He was ready to withdraw his troops.

Chengtou was also used to resting at this time and began to look forward to lunch.

"After dinner, I went to take a nap." Sang Yuanxing explained: "As soon as Yang Xuan comes, he will warn you, but there is no need to be nervous. I said, if he comes, I will be here. If he doesn't come, I will be here too."

Ding Yan slowly turned sideways.

The sound of horse hooves is like a heavy hammer hitting the earth.

How many people are needed?

Sang Yuanxing followed and looked sideways.

The cavalry is coming.

The cavalry cheered on horseback and waved their weapons, as if they had just defeated a powerful enemy.

"Who is it?" Sang Yuanxing asked in a hoarse voice.

Ding Yan was trembling, "They must be reinforcements! Yes, there are still large armies in northern Xinjiang."

A big flag appears.

"Look whose flag it is!"

The eyesight of the eagle shooter is the best, and more than ten eagle shooters squinted to see.

"yes……"

"It's Yang Ziqi!"

A vulture shooter was the first to see it, and he looked at Sang Yuanxing with a happy side face.

Sang Yuanxing’s face was ashen!

Then it turns red.

His legs were shaking.

Ta-ta-ta!

The cavalrymen were cheering.

"Wan Sheng!"

The flag went to the Chinese army.

Along the way, the Northern Xinjiang troops were cheering.

Yang Xuan looked at the warriors under his command on horseback, and he couldn't help but feel endless courage in his heart.

There has always been a shortage of martial arts in the Central Plains, but those in power need to respect martial arts. When the superiors send out the signal that culture is valuable, martial arts naturally becomes synonymous with the humble.

Datang is heading in this direction.

Nowadays, the imperial examination has become the target of everyone's attention.

In the past, joining the army was a channel for the civilian class to rise up. Nowadays, there is only war in northern Xinjiang, and this channel has also been blocked.

As a result, thousands of troops and horses focused on the imperial examination.

Maybe those who study are either rich or noble, and the children of ordinary people can only sigh in despair and pick up a hoe to farm the land.

But to farm, you must have land!

Nowadays, there is a shortage of land in the world, so that the government and military system are in ruins. The monarchs and ministers in the DPRK have actually adopted a sit-down attitude and allowed the carnivores to plunder the fields and annex the population crazily.

Someone in Chang'an once said that it cannot continue like this.

What’s the solution?

There are so many people who say no.

For example, Yan Cheng said at the beginning that the Tang Dynasty was sick, and the disease lay with the powerful families and the powerful. He suggested that this group should be restricted, starting from land annexation, to monopolizing officialdom...every sentence hit the key points.

Is this a loyal minister?

He is dead!

Just in front of the Imperial City.

He was stabbed to death.

His suggestions were probably thrown into the kitchen or into the latrine by the emperor.

It's too hard to wipe your butt.

"Wan Sheng!"

The soldiers were cheering.

Yang Xuan raised his hand in response.

Smiling, he said softly: "Mr. Yan, what this world needs is swords and guns, blood and fire!"

He arrived at the Chinese Army.

Nan He and others dismounted and saluted.

"I've met the Duke!"

Yang Xuan nodded.

"Lin Jun, retreat!"

Lin Jun's final battle was more like shirking the blame, giving the five thousand cavalry to Yang Xuan as an after-dinner snack.

Yang Xuan ate it.

The psychological advantages of his subordinates have also been established.

The next time they encounter Lin Jun's troops, the Northern Xinjiang Army will have great morale.

"Lin Jun lost!"

The news keeps spreading.

"The Duke is mighty!"

Yang Xuan raised his hands and thought, what will happen to these warriors if the day comes when the army comes to Ningxing?

He looked at the city and said, "How are the defenders doing these days?"

Nan He said: "The defenders have been very arrogant these days."

"oh!"

"I have ordered my subordinates to attack slowly in the past few days."

The generals looked at Yang Xuan.

This is not a slow attack, but a waste of time, my lord!

"here you go!"

Yang Xuan's words almost made those generals' eyes pop out.

These few have no future... Jiang Cunzhong shook his head slightly.

When Yang Xuan saw this, he knew that there was some internal conflict, and the reason was nothing more than Nan He's slowness.

"This battle is fought outside, not inside!"
To be continued...