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Chapter 689 He has been waiting for me(1/3)

The war horses were neighing, and the water vapor they sprayed rapidly evaporated in the air. The war horses that had undergone rigorous training would still charge forward even if they faced mountains of swords and seas of fire.

but!

Now they are timid.

Stop moving forward!

Even, I want to go backwards.

Crossbows roared in one after another.

A Bei Liao general holding a mace had just turned around to order his subordinates to attack when he saw the frightened eyes of his subordinates.

Look behind yourself.

He turned back abruptly.

The crossbow shot from his chest and took him flying off the horse.

The warriors who were invincible when charging into battle were now extremely weak under the crossbow.

The crossbows flew over one after another.

One, two... the highest record, three enemy soldiers were pierced together by a crossbow.

Tragic!

The momentum that was just like a rainbow was suppressed by this wave of blows.

Immediately, the Tang army launched a counterattack, and the enemy troops, whose morale was greatly reduced, retreated hastily.

"When the enemy's morale is high, it is a bad idea to suppress them head-on. Give them a chance to keep their morale high, and then give them a break. It's like..."

Huang Chunhui thought for a while, "It's like a fire that has just started. A basin of water is poured over the head, and the fire is gone."

He spoke lightly, but there were various considerations and arrangements involved...

"One minute on stage, ten years of hard work off stage." This is Boss Yang's sentiment.

"It's a bed slave!" Xiao Hua, who had already received the news, said, "This move should be intentional."

"You mean, Huang Chunhui deliberately set this trap to damage the morale of our army?" Lin Ya couldn't help but ask.

Xiao Hua nodded, "That's exactly it."

Lin Ya didn't get such treatment last time... So he silently looked at the big flag opposite and thought, this sick tiger seems to be getting more and more serious.

The two sides repeatedly charged and killed each other until half an hour later, the other side retreated with a signal.

I can't continue fighting.

The frontline soldiers on both sides were exhausted.

Moreover, it has been replaced twice.

It must be taken down to rest.

The Tang army simply rested where they were and watched the enemy retreat coldly.

Even though they were retreating, the enemy troops still took their time, and their elite cavalry moved forward to cover the rear of the main force.

"No rush!"

Huang Chunhui smiled and said, "Move."

Thousands of cavalry rushed out from the flanks, and the enemy responded immediately: the retreating troops turned around and formed formation, and the elite cavalry covering them rushed over as if facing a powerful enemy.

Then, those thousands of cavalrymen... damn, they actually went back.

"Just teasing you!"

Yang Xuan found that the old man was really eclectic in his military use. He was majestic before, but now he looks like a naughty boy.

Huang Chunhui dismounted, and the horse also needed to rest.

His back was rare and straight, and he was surrounded by a group of civil and military officials, looking at the majestic scene.

"In the first battle, the enemy did not take any advantage. He Lianfeng should think carefully about how to fight next."

"Ms. sir, what if he doesn't attack?"

The person who asked this question must be a civil servant... Yang Xuan took a look, and sure enough.

"He has to attack. It's not easy to transport food and grass from Bei Liao. If he stays for one more day, Bei Liao will be weakened. Furthermore, this battle is Bei Liao's attack. If he doesn't attack, we can just defend the northern border. Look.

Let’s see who can outlast whom!”

This is said clearly.

Liao Jin handed over the water bag, and Huang Chunhui took a few sips.

"My husband's command today actually made me feel like it was natural." Liao Jin really admired this old Shangguan.

Huang Chunhui put down the water bag, coughed dryly, bent his back, and then straightened it up.

Could it be that the curvature of his back is just an act?

This discovery shocked Yang Xuan.

Why does he pretend to be so old?

Huang Chunhui stretched out his hand to wipe the corner of his lips, "That year, I was promoted and became Ninth Brother's deputy. Ninth Brother and I had a big drink. During the dinner, Ninth Brother drew a battlefield on the eucalyptus table with wine, and the two of us used our flesh to

Become a large army and fight three battles in a row!"

"Who wins and who loses?" Zhang Du couldn't help but ask.

Huang Chunhui shook his head.

That day, he and Brother Jiu were talking on the table. In three battles, he lost two and won one.

Jiu Ge's troops were extremely sharp, and supplemented by the Northern Xinjiang Army in its heyday, the Northern Liao Dynasty on the opposite side could only take a defensive stance.

Brother Jiu, who was half drunk, patted him on the shoulder and said, "After me, you will be the one after me."

Brother Ninth was very good to him. Ever since he was a general, he had always given him guidance on how to use soldiers and practice. Unfortunately, he was slapped by He Lianhong's master, and from then on his cultivation could only be used to suppress injuries.

I remember that Ninth Brother was furious at the time and was about to hunt down Wang Xin himself, but was stopped by his subordinates.

Wang Xin thought about Ninth Brother... Huang Chunhui thought that Ninth Brother could kill her!

On the opposite side, Xiao Hua asked in detail about the situation of this battle and replied: "Your Majesty, the losses of the Northern Xinjiang Army are not less than those of our army, but they are still very resilient."

"Are we, the Daliao warriors, afraid?"

The emperor asked calmly.

The generals' faces turned red and they vowed to defeat the Northern Xinjiang Army in the next wave of attacks and clear the way for His Majesty to enter Taoxian County.

The emperor smiled, "I am waiting for the good news you have been waiting for!"

He is tired!

Looking ahead, I couldn't help but think of Ning Xing.

When a person lives to this level, he will have a lot of concerns about this world.

I will like to reminisce and recall the people and events of that year.

The emperor was in a daze on the battlefield.

Just for a moment, he smiled and said: "I am so relaxed, it shows that I will win today."

He knows that memories are just reluctant to let go!

It's not that I don't want to let go of those years, but I don't want to let go of my young self, even if I look a little stupid now.

But it’s so silly that it makes people miss it.

"Give the soldiers more meat," the emperor ordered.

"Long live!"

Hundreds of thousands of people cheered in unison, which was deafening.

The emperor rubbed his earlobes and said with a smile: "The morale remains the same, next time..." He looked at Xiao Hua and then at Lin Ya.

Xiao Hua said: "Next battle, Tao County!"

Lin Ya nodded, "This battle should be a great victory!"

The other side also ate some food. Before the war, Yang Xuan sent a lot of cattle and sheep from Chenzhou, so the soldiers could eat dried meat.

"The wine pools and meat forests of the powerful in Chang'an are particularly inadequate. The loyal and brave men of Northern Xinjiang are fighting bloody battles, eating dried meat with happy faces. Zitai, tell me, how can this man be satisfied?"

Headmaster Ning seems to have some insights.

Yang Xuan said: "Human nature is greedy. When it comes to satisfaction, they are never satisfied. They are wandering among the thousands of mansions, just like lonely ghosts. They are satisfied and contented, but they don't know that there are thousands of mansions.

It’s the prison they built for themselves.”

Ning Yayun said with satisfaction: "Desire is a prison. I am very satisfied that you can understand these words."

"People who are controlled by material desires are sad." Yang Xuan thought of another world, where material is the only criterion to measure a person's success, so the whole world is crazy about pursuing material desires...
To be continued...
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