Dong Zhuo kicked him, but his brother-in-law dodged quickly. The fat man laughed angrily and said, "After talking for so long, you still haven't gotten to the point. Your sister is right. You've been reading military books to death. You don't know how to explore things other than military books."
The captain was used to his brother-in-law's beating and scolding as a sign of affection. He smiled shamelessly and said, "General is wise and powerful. Please help me to explain it clearly."
Dong Zhuo smiled casually. "At first, all the military towns near the border of Northern Liang were quite conceited in terms of combat ability. They thought that they could fight the cavalry of Northern Liang in a one-on-one battle openly without being at a disadvantage. Not only did the generals such as Hong Gu 'an think so, but the survivors of the Central Plateaus, the old and the young, also wanted to go back home to pay homage to their ancestors, or to miss the rich and comfortable environment in the south. Therefore, they secretly added fuel to the fire. When people gather firewood, the fire will burn brightly. First, the Southern army looked down on the Beiliang army. Then, the entire Southern imperial court became impetuous. It was inevitable that it affected the northern imperial court and Her Majesty's mentality. More or less, Her Majesty hurriedly attacked Beiliang because she felt that she could conquer Beiliang in one fell swoop. "
The captain hesitated for a moment and said, "Then let's fight. Since the Beiliang army can cause chaos in Longyao Province with only the Long Xiang Army, we can obviously fight to the death. Our Southern imperial court is so arrogant. If we really fight, we will definitely be at a disadvantage. Why did the Beiliang send troops at this time? Could it be that I was right? Is the King of Beiliang really muddle-headed? Now that this battle has started, Longyao Province is almost powerless to fight back. The Empress is so proud of the Suiwu Fortress network that she created for the courier route has been smashed into a sieve. In the end, when the battle really started, we realized that we have encountered the ancestor of the courier route system, the King of Beiliang. There is no way we can play. In this way, our Northern Mang will be even more cautious in the way we deploy our troops. If we spend a few more years to truly calm our hearts and not play any fancy tricks, instead earnestly building practical Beacon and Fire Relay Routes, wouldn't the Northern Liang Army have no hope of advancing north and withdraw south in peace? "
Dong Zhuo slowly spat out two words, "Time."
The lieutenant was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion, "What?"
Dong Zhuo stroked the body of the Green Spring Spear on the side of the saddle and said softly, "Xu Xiao, this old and mighty King of Beiliang Mountain is waiting for the Beiliang Heir Apparent to have enough strength to pass away and take over the Beiliang army. However, in order to ensure that the young heir would not be at a disadvantage in the battle with Chen Zhibao, Xu Xiao would have to exert himself for nothing. No matter what he did, it would be wrong. Secondly, Chen Zhibao has a great innate advantage accumulated in the Spring and Autumn War. Thus, Xu Xiao has to slowly freeze Chen Zhibao in these few years to buy time for his eldest son. If Beimang went south too quickly, even if he hurriedly helped the heir onto the throne, the Beiliang army would still lean toward Chen Zhibao. In the end, probably only the Great Snow Dragonriders, Long Xiang, and Wei Xiong would remain under the "Xu" banner. Speaking of which, in order to beat Beimang, using his second son to lead the Long Xiang Army was the King of Beiliang's only choice. Not only could he pave the way for his two sons, he could also justify himself on the mountain behind Chen Zhibao. This time, he sent troops to Beimang and didn't use your direct subordinates to fill the hole. In the end, Xu Xiao's table manners are very good. There is no reason for the Beiliang army to criticize him. "
Dong Zhuo muttered to himself, "If it were me, I would do the same. Even if the entire Long Xiang Army was wiped out, I wouldn't feel any heartache. Being a general and being a commander, feeling heartache is not the same. Besides, the Long Xiang Army still has two thousand soldiers left. After the war, when they are reorganized, they can casually pull out eight thousand strong cavalry. The strength of the Long Xiang Army won't be reduced by too much. Even if I use my butt to step on it, I know that these eight thousand soldiers are definitely some or a few of the people who will remain neutral when the King of Beiliang changes. They are the old elite soldiers in their hands. In this way, it is equivalent to the new King of Beiliang and Chen Zhibao secretly changing sides. This kind of style is an open scheme that can't be read in military books. "
The lieutenant was stunned and muttered, "That butcher has planned so far ahead."
Dong Zhuo said with a smile, "Otherwise, do you think that Beiliang and Beimang and Li Yang are the three pillars of the tripartite balance? I heard that the Tidehark Pavilion in Beiliang Palace has a strategist called Li Yishan. Previously, he was underestimated by the important people of the two dynasties as only knowing how to govern. They said that in terms of leading troops and planning, he cannot even compare to Zhao Changling, the military strategist who died many years ago. In my view, this is all Li Yishan's concealment. This scholar is both strange and useful. He is someone worthy of my, Dong Zhuo's, respect. Most of the credit for the three hundred thousand cavalry of the Beiliang Army being able to maintain their strength for more than a decade and remain strong in a corner of the land is due to Li Yishan. If he dies, I am very curious who has the qualifications and ability to strategize for the new King of Beiliang. "
The lieutenant snickered and said, "Can't we have Zhu Li assassinate this person?"
Dong Zhuo slapped the Beimang scabbard hard on his brother-in-law's helmet. "I just told you the importance of open schemes, and you are thinking of such crooked ideas. You are really a stone in the latrine, I can't teach you!"
The lieutenant said in grievance, "General, aren't you famous in Beimang for your cunning?"
For the first time, Dong Zhuo did not say much. He mocked himself inside, I am doing what I can.
The lieutenant could not stand his brother-in-law's silence and asked curiously, "General, do you think that butcher's second son will die after being stabbed in the heart? That person has the title of Heart Stealer in Zhu Li. "
Fatty Dong thought of the sword of the chief assassin of Zhu Li and said regretfully, "The style of that sword is terrible, but it is not enough to kill Xu Longxiang."
On the battlefield at the mouth of the gourd, White Bear Yuan Zuozong looked at the sword in Xu Longxiang's chest and was furious. He was one of the top three generals in the army of the Liyang Dynasty. He knew the fierceness of this sword and could not pull it out. The sword was stabbed in the heart at first, but because of Xu Longxiang's Qi, it slid to the left side of his chest and stabbed in. Not only did the tip of the sword penetrate his chest, but when the sword left his hand, it was like a rootless willow branch that could be casually used as a shade. The sword aura grew luxuriantly in the black-clothed youth's body and continued to flourish. Even with Xu Longxiang's physique, the blood in his chest only showed signs of stopping.
Although Yuan Zuozong was furious, he was good at maintaining his composure. He gently gritted his teeth and remembered this assassin, the chief assassin of Zhu Li, who was known as the Heart Stealer.
Xu Longxiang asked the second question, "Do I have to go north to find my brother?"
Yuan Zuozong felt sad and shook his head with a smile, "My foster father said he could go home when he reached the mouth of the gourd. His Royal Highness will soon return to Beiliang."
Xu Longxiang said, "Then I'll wait here."
Yuan Zuozong said, "No need. My foster father told me that His Highness would not pass by here."
Yuan Zuozong thought he could not persuade the young prince who was born with closed apertures. He did not expect that the young man in black only thought for a moment and nodded.
Yuan Zuozong looked at the bloody battlefield and for the first time looked forward to the return of the eldest son of the general.
Only then did he remember that Xu Fengnian had actually gone out to travel three times.
On the posthouse road in Beiliang, willows rustled. A scholar was holding a little girl's hand. They had no horse to ride on, let alone hire a carriage. However, they were not in a hurry. The willows on the posthouse road were thick and strong. They could withstand the sun while walking in the shade of the trees.
They depended on each other for survival. They were happy for more than a year. They were born with a hard life and were not afraid of hardship.
"Brother Chen, are we going to see Young Master Xu?"
"Not necessarily. I have to travel all over Beiliang to know if I miss him or not. Of course, I don't know if he will see me or not. After all, he is the hereditary Crown Prince of Beiliang. He is not an ordinary person. "
"Young Master Xu is a good man. He helped me pick up money in the wishing pond. Later, he gave us a watermelon and stir-fried it with its skin. Brother Chen, didn't you say it was delicious? "
"Good people can do bad things and bad people can do good things. It's hard to say."
The little girl didn't understand either. She just smiled and said "oh."
The scholar saw that no one was around. He secretly broke off a long willow branch and weaved it into a garland to put on the little girl's head.
He once said that he would die as a civil official. He once gave General Xu Gong the "Six Matters of Submission". He once shocked the world in Gangnam-do Baoguo Temple's Qushui Tan Wang Ba.
This was the poor scholar Chen Liangxi who had taken the little beggar to travel the north and south of the river.
Back then, when Zhao Changling saw the butcher Xu Xiao for the first time, he took six hundred servant girls and family servants with him.
Yin talent Li Yishan was alone, and he was also in dire straits.
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