Song Zhen began to join the team discussing the battle situation.

Everyone also accepted him tacitly.

Yang Xuan drank tea and looked at this situation with great joy.

"...It's time for He Lianrong to move," Han Ji said.

Song Zhen shook his head, "He has to figure out the strength of the troops here before he dares to take action, otherwise... he would rather stick to it."

Yang Xuan nodded, "In Neizhou, we lost Nangui City, and here we lost Yanbei City. We are both in trouble! If Ning Xing doesn't deal with Xiao Hongde, how can he deal with He Lianrong? He can handle this business."

"in this way!"

"in this way!"

Song Zhen and Nan He spoke at the same time.

"Let them come."

"Yes, let them come."

Yang Xuan couldn't help laughing.

There's something about the pleasure of having all the heroes in the world at your fingertips.

Cool!

He glanced in the direction of Chang'an and thought, if Luo, the Minister of Civil Affairs, could come to Northern Xinjiang... that's all. The picture was too beautiful to think about.

Immediately, the Northern Xinjiang Army's scout Bu Xiaxin made a mistake, allowing the Tanzhou Army to find out the news.

For this reason, the former informant in the city took the risk to speak out and was shot dead by the defenders.

"It's ready."

He Lianyan led people to clean up the informants in the city.

"Then, it depends on He Lianrong's courage." Yang Xuan was not in a hurry, "There is a lot of food and grass in the city, let's just treat it as a vacation."

So, he took people out of the city to enjoy the spring scenery.

It is said that he also wrote poems, but they were limericks.

However, his subordinates praised him shamelessly, and it was said that he sang in harmony on the spot, which was extremely ugly.

Moreover, Yang Gou also brought a beauty, the emperor's niece Helian Yan, which made the Eagle Guards in Tanzhou City very angry.

Eagle Guard once tried to assassinate He Lian Yan, but was killed in reverse. Ning Xing then ordered to suspend this suicidal action.

After all, good players are rare!

Helianrong is waiting.

"Your Majesty, it's confirmed. Yang Gou has brought 10,000 cavalry, 5,000 infantry, and 5,000 servants. Xin Wuji has sent 10,000 cavalry, totaling 30,000."

Kanazawa has become a fool. When he saw He Lianrong for the first time, he reached out and hugged him. The doctor came to see him and said that he had lost his mind. After taking a few medicines and drinking them, Kanazawa started twitching, and the doctor was so scared that he ran away all night...

Fortunately, he didn't die, but he sang songs similar to Shiba Mo all day long, which made He Lianrong quite annoyed, and finally he was sent home.

Of course, He Lianrong was kind and gave 10,000 yuan to Kanazawa's family papers, which was considered as a way to satisfy the friendship between the guest and the host.

"Infantry can only defend, and Yanbei City must be defended. Five thousand servants are vassals. Xin Wuji's ten thousand cavalry, I only need three thousand to defeat him."

He Lianrong raised his head, his eyes flashing, "That means Yang Gou can only rely on fifteen thousand people, and we have thirty thousand. Everyone, do you still remember the last war?"

"Remember!"

Everyone took a breath, and someone said: "If Xin Wuji hadn't rebelled, the outcome of this battle would have been unknown!"

Chen Faxiang did not participate in that battle, but he thought about it.

He said, "That battle proved that our Northern Liao warriors can still fight. Now, with 30,000 troops in hand, this battle should not be defeated and cannot be defeated!"

This is where his confidence lies.

He Lianrong glanced at him appreciatively, "Ning Xing sent you here, and I was very happy when I found out. You have been very effective in killing those Shegu people from behind over the years, and you have killed so many Shegu people.

Compared with those Shegu people, what do you think of the Northern Xinjiang Army?"

Northern Daliao is a bitter cold land with dense forests and numerous rivers.

The Shegu people lived on that land, made a living by hunting and fishing, and exchanged prey and pearls for supplies with the outside world.

Chen Faxiang shook his head, "It's hard to compare. The Shegu people make a living by fishing and hunting. They are fierce and wild. But the Northern Xinjiang Army... After these few days, I feel..."

He looked at the crowd.

I saw some uneasiness.

Looking at He Lianrong again, there was an inexplicable darkness in his eyes, and the smile at the corner of his mouth was also a little strange.

It seems to be hinting at something.

Chen Faxiang sighed secretly, "The Northern Xinjiang army was defeated by the Shegu people."

Everyone looked happy.

He Lianrong said with satisfaction: "Let's all prepare! We will send troops tomorrow."

Everyone dispersed.

He Lianrong stopped Chen Faxiang.

"Are your words true or false? Is the Northern Xinjiang Army really no match for the Shegu people?"

Chen Faxiang nodded, "Of course it's true."

He Lianrong felt relaxed all over.

Chen Faxiang resigned. After leaving, he looked at the blue sky and whispered: "True or false, does it matter?"

Inside, He Lianrong was drinking tea and suddenly smiled, "Many times, people have to learn to lie."

He began to write memorials.

——The Shegu people are fierce, so I think we can treat them kindly. We can lure them with benefits and let the Shegu people come out of the forest. Recruit them to join the army and use their bravery to fight against northern Xinjiang...

He looked at the written memorial and said happily: "If it can be done, it will be a powerful force that can make Northern Xinjiang fearful!"

His memorial was transferred to Ningxing. A certain elder read it and said: "If we follow this method, won't we encourage those savages to not pay taxes and plunder at will? What nonsense!"

The memorial was washed away.

The elder returned home, looked at the various treasures obtained by killing the ancient Shegu people, and said happily: "Let's continue fighting like this until the end of the world!"

…

"Deputy envoy, there are suddenly more enemy rangers."

Zhou Jian brought the latest news.

"On the fifth day, He Lianrong was indeed able to bear it."

Yang Xuan said: "Gather all the generals."

Ta-ta-ta!

Dozens of riders entered Yanbei City.

"Cao Sima!"

A clerk was waiting on the side of the road, "Deputy, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

The visitor is Cao Ying, and dozens of cavalry escort him from Chenzhou.

"What did you say?" Cao Ying asked as she dismounted.

The clerk shook his head, "I don't know."

"I shouldn't ask either." Cao Ying smiled.

But there was a secret shiver in my heart.

Originally, he wouldn't worry about what would happen to his boss, but now he can't help but want to find out the news... Where did this change come from?

When he saw Yang Xuan, he knew it, coming from the majesty.

"Cao Ying."

Yang Xuan pointed at Cao Ying and introduced, "The old man who has been following me for many years."

Cao Ying recognized Song Zhen, "Cao Ying, Sima of Chenzhou, has met Duke Song."

He had been thinking about how the boss would subdue Song Zhen. After much deliberation, the best method was to grind.

Grinding takes time.

As for the current overall situation in Northern Xinjiang, the most lacking thing is time.

Yang Xuan needs talents to help him handle official affairs and control Northern Xinjiang.

Veteran troops like Song Zhen can effectively bridge the management loopholes of the Northern Xinjiang Army... Originally, the management of the Northern Xinjiang Army was too vertical, and was under the direct jurisdiction of the Jiedushi Mansion, which pushed it all the way down.

If Song Zhen can return to his hometown, the management of the Northern Xinjiang Army will be one more level.
To be continued...