Finally, there was a refreshing feeling of autumn. This made the nearly one thousand new soldiers who had hurriedly joined the army in the middle of summer feel relieved of a heavy burden. Their sickly expressions were swept away, and they immediately became more energetic. Especially when the army was crossing the Qin River to the south, these young men, who were mostly riding tall and fine horses, did not care about the river crossing formation. One after another, they donned bright armor and galloped on the Hebei shore, competing in riding skills. In fact, not long after these people joined the army, many of them had the idea of returning to the capital to enjoy life. This was because the military camp was too smelly. It was worse than a pigsty, and it was not easy to bathe. Previously, in the middle of summer, these young men had personally experienced the power of being covered in fleas. This was far from the beautiful original intention in their hearts of two armies facing each other and killing the enemy. If not for the elders in their families persuading them in every way possible, and at the same time continuously sending large amounts of prohibited items through their connections, these descendants of nobles, marquises, generals, and ministers would have to pinch their noses and continue to suffer in the old general Yang Shenxing's army. Almost all of the thousands of "connections" that grew up under the Emperor's feet brought their personal guards and retainers. This allowed the General of An Kingdom to have three thousand "elite cavalry" under his command. When the army went south, more than a dozen young masters of noble families went to ask Yang Shenxing for permission to be the vanguard. The old general smiled and gave a bunch of excuses. He also vowed that these three thousand cavalry were his trump card. A good knife should be used on the edge of the knife.
The tall and sturdy Yang Shenxing stood on the south shore with one hand on his knife. Beside him, the eldest son Yang Huchen, who had followed his father for more than 20 years, had a bitter expression. He looked at the young men riding their horses and said softly, "Father, I don't know which young man said that when the army is crossing the river, we have to be careful of enemy attacks. Therefore, they want to help the roaming cavalry protect the emperor. 'Don't these kids know about the matter of scouts?' In this way, other than disrupting the formation and delaying the crossing of the river, there is no use at all. There was even the second son of the Marquis of Guannei who asked me if I could allow him to challenge the enemy general when the two armies were fighting. What kind of nonsense is this? I don't know what kind of nonsense novel he read. Also, the eldest son of Count Zhen Ting objected. He said that marching fifty li a day was too slow and even used the analogy of a turtle crawling. He said that during the Spring and Autumn War, it was common for the light cavalry to travel three hundred li a day and a night. Sigh, there was really no way to reason with them. Father, their three thousand cavalry may look majestic, but they are actually incapable of accomplishing anything. "
The white-haired Yang Shenxing was extremely imposing as he lectured, "I know what I'm doing! Hu Chen, you mustn't show any dissatisfaction in the future. "
Yang Huchen smiled bitterly and didn't say anything.
Yang Shenxing restrained her rigid expression and said earnestly, "On the eastern front, Gu Jiantang is in charge of military affairs. On the western front, the young man named Xu from Beiliang is in charge. Neither of them is easy to deal with. The world is peaceful, so how hard is it to achieve military merits? The remnants of West Chu had rebelled, and the Southern Line had appeared out of nowhere. This kind of opportunity was something that Father had risked half of his life to forcefully snatch. When it came to relationships and seniority, most of the children on the north bank would call you uncle. But these brats, although they were warm and attentive, they were cold and hard to please. You mustn't do bad things out of good intentions and cause us to give them military exploits. If they don't appreciate it, they won't take our Yang Family's kindness into consideration. "
Yang Huchen nodded his head gloomily.
Yang Shenxing patted the shoulder of the son who had high hopes for him and smiled, "Let's not talk about other things. If it weren't for the operation of these young men's parents, we wouldn't have been able to get those five thousand good horses. The old soldiers of Southern Ji are only known for fighting on foot. This time, my grandson has had his fill of riding. And this grandson is much more tactful than you. He has already started to call many of the people in the capital who were not familiar with him. This is a great thing. "
Yang Huchen finally smiled.
Yang Shenxing sighed softly, "When a tiger is in a cage for a long time, it will inevitably have to retract its claws. Not everyone can leave the cage. Look at the Dragon General Xu Gong of the Gumu Xu family, he missed this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Although you are one rank lower than him now, it will be hard to say in the future. "
Yang Huchen nodded his head.
Yang Shenxing removed his sword and turned to point to the south, "The old antiques of West Chu that father likes, like Pei Hongzhi of the Pei family, as well as Zhou Song and Zhu Yinliang, are still being held back in the south central part of Guangling Road according to secret reports. Cao Changqing is going to confront Zhao Yi. As long as we attack the Bi Ao military town in one go and snatch the merit on hand, victory will be in our grasp. Afterwards, whether we advance or retreat, the imperial court will have a lot of leeway. As for the criticism from the Ministry of War, can it compare to the spittle of the imperial court elders behind the soldiers of the dukes and marquises on the north bank? As for Lu Shengxiang, let's forget about him. He is just an assistant minister of the Ministry of War from the Spring Snow Building, he is not worth mentioning. The only small variable is whether or not there will be people at Qingyang Basin who are brave enough to come and stop us. "
Yang Huchen smiled, "It's good that they came. That child Wenqi is holding his breath. In the future, our Yang family will not rely on me, but on this Confucian general."
Yang Shenxing nodded and suddenly sneered, "Cao Changqing is a Confucian general. Unfortunately, his fate is not good."
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The northern border town of Guangling was noisy.
Han Penglai, the garrison general who first rebelled against Li Yang and then West Chu, died suddenly. After his head was cut off, it was placed on the priceless red sandalwood desk.
Other than his trusted subordinates, Zhao Gou, six senior spies, and more than three hundred people from a Jianghu sect died with him.
The new owner of the general's mansion was a handsome young master who had a reputation for being a romantic and elegant man in Guangling. He was the eldest grandson of the Pei family, one of the ten great clans of Spring and Autumn, Pei Sui.
Pei Sui ordered someone to take away the head that died with remaining grievances and methodically began to take over the affairs of the military town. He did not show any unfamiliarity after taking over a magpie's nest. He was extremely familiar with the military affairs here.
Pei Sui gripped his brush tightly and said in a deep voice, "It all depends on you, Xie Xibian. Everyone in the world is watching this battle. Forty thousand old soldiers of Ji Nan, we must take them all! "
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