The forty thousand old soldiers of Ji Nan safely passed through the Green Vine Basin. Old General Yang Shenxing even stopped his horse on a high slope at the border and looked back. He seemed to be relieved that they did not encounter any ambush, but also disappointed that they did not encounter any tough battle. This Great General of An Kingdom had many secrets, and he did not even tell his son, Yang Huchen. The son was not as good as the grandson. His grandson, Yang Wenqi, was the only talented commander in the family, but he was too young. Yang Shenxing did not wish for this child to be tainted by the schemes and schemes of the officialdom. His son, Yang Huchen, was only a talented general, so it was useless to say more. As a matter of fact, the victory of Yang clan's army in Southern Ji had nothing to do with the overall situation. Even if Cao Zhangqing had the intention of having a good start, he would only have his eyes on Yan Zhenchun, the fat piece of meat. Only by wiping out the thirty thousand cavalrymen on the Eastern Yu Plain could he prevent himself from being humiliated by others. Yang Shenxing smiled. The reason why Yan Zhenchun was not willing to accept those young men who had never gone into battle was not because he did not have a good relationship with the nobles and officials in the capital, but also because he was clear about his dangerous situation. He did not dare to take the opportunity to build a good relationship with the influential families in Great Peace City. If a few dozen young men from aristocratic families died, it would be the same as offending a few dozen influential families in the capital. On the battlefield, who would care about the status of your parents? When they were in a killing frenzy, a head was a military merit.
Yang Shenxing was thinking about how to find new opportunities to feed those playboys after he took over the command of the Bi'ao army town. When the old general heard a series of sharp whistles, his eyelids twitched uncontrollably. He leaped onto his horse and rode towards the south.
A rider broke into the formation, and no one stopped him. It was an elite scout from Ji Nan. At the moment, he was seriously injured, and there was an arrow stuck in his back. Scouts were all light and fast riders. In order to pursue the fastest speed, other than the crossbows and sabers that were necessary for close combat, they would not wear any armor. Yang Shenxing spurred his horse and rushed to the spot where the scout had fallen. The middle-aged scout, whose name Yang Shenxing knew, was already dead. Yang Huchen, who had arrived earlier, held the scout's warm body and clenched his teeth. Just as he was about to report the situation, Yang Shenxing waved his hand. Yang Huchen knew the severity of the situation, so he ordered someone to carry the body away. He then rode side by side with his father. When they came to a secluded area, Yang Huchen's face darkened, and he said with a deep voice, "Father, only one of the six scouts who went to Bi'ao army town has returned. The Chu's flag have been erected on the city wall, and three trenches. They have done their best............................................................................................ . What I'm afraid is that this group of West Chu remnants will place all their cavalry near Bi'ao in one breath... "
Yang Shenxing sneered, "Of course not. Bi'ao can only place three thousand cavalry. Any more and they can only put on a show. Three thousand cavalry plus six to seven thousand rebels in the city. They can defend the city, but if they take the initiative to attack, their brains will be kicked by a donkey. What I'm afraid of now is that they have their eyes on the supply line behind us. After the Qinshui River Crossing, there will be another Qingyang Basin. "
Yang Huchen asked cautiously, "Father, should we retreat to the north bank of the Qinshui River Crossing? With the river as a barrier, even if the enemy has the advantage of cavalry, they will not be able to use it. Whether we attack or defend, we still have the initiative. At most, we will just lose the first merit... "
Yang Shenxing's face was as calm as water, but he did not say anything. At this time, a new group of scouts came back with military intelligence. They brought back a piece of news that made Yang Shenxing and Yang Huchen, father and son, feel was absurd. Outside Bi'ao's strategic town, two thousand light cavalry had begun to advance northward at high speed. Very soon, they would collide head-on with them. The speed of Ji Nan's infantry moving southward was moderate. They could not be said to be advancing step by step, but they were not flustered when facing all kinds of enemy attacks. They were far from being an exhausted army. Furthermore, under Yang Shenxing's command, there were also four thousand light cavalry that had been honing their strength for a long time. Yang Shenxing felt it was somewhat funny. Where did the enemy come from? Did they read too many military books and become stupid? Did they think that when facing the expeditionary infantry, as long as they had cavalry in their hands, they could wantonly pounce on them? Yang Shenxing smiled and ordered, "Huchen, let Wenqi be the vanguard and lead two thousand cavalry. You personally lead three thousand cavalry behind. If our 'three thousand cavalry' take the initiative to ask for orders, you might as well agree and let them pick up the merit. It's also good to see some blood. When they return to the capital, they can boast about it to their gang of friends. Also, let people pay attention to the movements in Qingyang Basin. These hotheads from West Chu who have been reading military books for more than ten years may do something that makes people not know whether to laugh or cry. "
Yang Huchen took the order and left. Yang Shenxing rode the horse forward slowly and then climbed up a hastily built simple watchtower. The old general held the rough railing and was somewhat emotional. In the Spring and Autumn War, when two armies faced each other, the time, place, and people were advantageous. He had once fought side by side with several people from Beiliang, which was really pleasing to the eye. Yuan Zuozong's cavalry charge, even though they were inferior in number, in the eyes of the onlookers, they still had the momentum of a lion hunting a rabbit. Chu Lushan brought up the rear to block. No matter how many tens of thousands of people were chasing after him, this fat pig would never make people feel worried. As for Chen Zhibao's army, he gave hundreds of precise orders in a battle. Every commandant in every camp was like an arm to him. The reason why the current emperor only had eyes for this little butcher was because it was Chen Zhibao who had won the absolute victory against Ye Baikui in the Spring and Autumn War in a battle of more than one hundred thousand soldiers. Moreover, he won without any hesitation, which was called clean and neat. Yang Shenxing sighed. How could the old man not know the surname of the greatest hero of the Spring and Autumn War? It was just that the cripple won on the battlefield and lost in the court. He could not blame others.
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