Chapter 263 Royal Driving Expedition

Yang Yanzhao, who was immersed in thinking, did not know at all that he had stood in front of Zhao Guangyi, and even stretched out his fingers to draw on the terrain map, muttering to himself incomprehensible words.

"Take Hebei Road, go to Youzhou, and then go to Beijing. No, in this way, the Khitan people must be on guard, and it must be heavily guarded. Our army commander attacked, and his physical strength has no longer had an advantage. Moreover, in the plains, the combat effectiveness of the Khitan cavalry is extremely fierce, which is a big obstacle. How should this cavalry deal with it? It's a headache."

"This Youzhou is definitely going to be taken, but can it be postponed for a while? If I send troops to Hedong, will it have a better effect?"

"Yes, here, you can take the waterway. It's good to do sneak attacks. If you get some hot air balloons and muskets for high-altitude bombing, the effect will be better."

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As he said to himself, his fingers kept drawing a front line on the terrain map. Zhao Guangyi, who was beside him, looked at it silently, but his eyes kept flashing with shock.

For a long time, Yang Yanzhao drew several lines on the topographic map, pointing to Jingnan and Jingxi of Khitan. Seeing this, Zhao Guangyi's pupils suddenly opened, and two fine light shot out.

At this time, Yang Yanzhao came to his senses and was so scared that he knelt down quickly. "Yang Jing, damn it, please forgive me!"

Zhao Guangyi shook his sleeve and did not pursue his offense. "It doesn't matter. I saw that you just read a word. It seems that you already have a plan in your heart, so I quickly said it."

Wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, Yang Yanzhao got up and said carefully, "The minister only knows a little about the deployment of troops. If there is anything wrong, I hope the officials will forgive the minister's nonsense."

This is not Yang Yanzhao's modesty. He really doesn't know much about the art of war, so he has to ask for a life-saving charm in advance, so as not to make Zhao Guangyi angry and clean him up in anger.

But this is completely different from the latter's ear. As the saying goes, the tiger father has no dog son. In Zhao Guangyi's eyes, even if Yang Yanzhao was expelled from the house, he still has the ability of Yang Ye. Judging from what happened before, he even has a strategy above Yang Ye.

In addition, seeing that Yang Yanzhao's fingers had drawn on the terrain map coincided with Zhao Guangyi's secret analysis, so he only regarded it as his modest polite words. He wanted to know what kind of strategy he had just thought of, so he waved his hand and said, "Although it's true, I won't pursue it."

Hearing this sentence, Yang Yanzhao was relieved. He turned around and stared at the terrain map and said, "The Sixteen states of Youyun have been the key place for soldiers to fight with each other since ancient times. Therefore, if the officials attack Khitan, Youzhou can be the key point. If you can take Youzhou as the foundation, you can attack and defend, and sweep Khitan will be nothing. Li.

Of course, the Khitan people must also know the importance of Youzhou City. They will definitely send heavy troops to guard it. What's more, at present, the Khitan people will go south, and the strength of Youzhou will definitely increase greatly. It is not easy to capture it.

However, if we arrange a large number of soldiers and horses on Hebei Road, the enemy will definitely step up the defense of Youzhou City. In addition, they will send a sailor along the coast, which can not only supply grain and grass on the East Road, but also make a sneak attack on Jizhou. In this way, the number of troops of Yanmenguan on Hedong Road will be reduced, and this is an opportunity.

Fingerslid on Hedong Road, and Yang Yanzhao suddenly felt excited between his eyebrows. "In this way, the voice hit the east and west, captured Yunzhou, took the west gate of the Khitans, and then waved the eastward, surrounded the army of the East Road, and fought the Khitans and fled!"

Staring at Yang Yanzhao, Zhao Guangyi withdrew his slightly surprised eyes for a long time. This was no different from what he thought. He immediately couldn't help saying, "If I send troops, what do you think will affect success or failure?"

I didn't notice the solemnity gradually emerging on Zhao Guangyi's face at all. Yang Yanzhao, who was overjoyed, frowned and whispered for a moment, "To win is nothing more than the right time, place and people. At this moment, my heart has been depressed with resentment for a long time, occupying the interests of people; and now the cold winter is coming. It was when the Khitan people were short of food, and this was the right time. As for the location, if you take down Youzhou, you will have the right place, so this battle can be said to be the right time, the place and the people are all available. In the battle, there is more wins and less defeats.

It seems unreasonable that it is only 'more wins and less losses' in the end, but it was said by Yang Yanzhao who secretly thought about it. After all, the war is changing rapidly, and there are many factors affecting the war situation. Regardless of the strong cavalry of the Khitan people, it is not about the bitter and cold climate in the north, even if it is a short film. Delays, or an inconspicuous little thing, may determine the outcome of the battle.

Therefore, this sentence of victory and defeat was heard in Zhao Guangyi's ears, which was even more pleasant than a steady victory. He immediately laughed and stopped for a while, suppressing his voice to say a shocking news that made Yang Yanzhao.

"If I tell you that there are no Khitans coming at all, how many more chances can you win?"

The so-called eight hundred miles of urgent and fictitious things. Hearing this, I can't help but feel waves in my heart. Yang Yanzhao can't help but think of the fact that he was sent to Minnan to earn money last year. For the use of troops in Khitan, and for Zhao Guangyi, who is thinking about opening up a territory and his meritorious service is better than Taizu, it can be imagined.

But even Yang Yanzhao did not expect that the news of the Khitan people going south was fabricated.

However, after all, this move is really shrewd. It can not only suppress the dissatisfaction of the lords and ministers in the court, but also intensify the people's anger again. In this way, the hearts of the people are more useful.

With just one move, it transferred the chaos in the court in an instant. Is this the so-called emperor's skill?

Under the shock in his heart, Yang Yanzhao quickly answered, "In this way, my army was surprised and unprepared. In capturing Youzhou City, there is at least a 20% chance of winning."

There was no unimaginable sound of laughter, and the two eyes on his body had a shocking power, which made Yang Yanzhao's true body faintly sign of operation.

The emperor really adheres to the atmospheric luck between heaven and earth. The momentum of the emperor alone makes him a little afraid when he steps into the imperial spirit. In a moment, Yang Yanzhao had a ridiculous idea. What would happen if the person in front of him practiced martial arts?

"If I want to win, what should I do?"

A low voice sounded in his ear, pulling Yang Yanzhao's thoughts back. After hearing this clearly, he didn't know why thousands of troops and horses flashed in front of his mind. He was dressed in yellow, and the five-clawed golden dragons circled and soared. The scene of countless soldiers were boiling and killing the enemy with knives. Suddenly, he said without thinking, "Royal car personally."

Hearing this, Zhao Guangyi was silent, and his thick and black eyebrows were squeezed into a ball. It seemed very simple to say, but there were far more things to be considered than expected.

The hall calmed down, and the voice of the ministers outside came in again, and there was a low echo in the empty Zichen Hall.

With his head down, Yang Yanzhao did not dare to speak again, but he secretly calculated in his mind. He understood Zhao Guangyi's desire to conquer Khitan, but not every emperor had the courage to fight and take his subjects to kill the enemy bravely.

There are many crises on the sand field. The king of a country is the body of ten thousand gold. If there is a difference, it must be the turbulence of the whole country. Therefore, as a last resort, the imperial expedition will definitely be opposed by the Wenwu of the Manchu Dynasty.

In addition, not every monarch can have a reliable person to stay to preside over the affairs of the court. If he encounters a riot, he is very likely to lose the throne of the dragon chair and hand over the great country to others.

Therefore, it takes more than courage.

The shouts outside the hall gradually stopped. Under the silence, it was the sound of Zhao Guangyi's heavy breathing. Looking up slightly, Yang Yanzhao could see the ups and downs of his chest.

Obviously, I'm making a difficult choice.

"In your opinion, which way is suitable for me?"

Yang Yanzhao was stunned again when he actually wanted to go on a personal expedition. Although this was proposed by himself, Zhao Guangyi could make up his mind, and the courage in it was enough to be admired.

Perhaps, as rumored, his figure was hidden behind the yellow robe.

He was stunned for a moment and restrained his consciousness. Yang Yanzhao turned his head and looked at the map beside him for a moment and said, "The subordinates think that the officials can take the East Road of Hebei. According to what he said before, this road is the most elite soldiers in our dynasty, which can protect the mastery of the officials, and the officials must be greatly encouraged by the presence of the officials, or Maybe I can take Youzhou City smoothly!"

"Good."

spitting out such a word, Zhao Guangyi's pupils suddenly opened, staring at Shangjing on the terrain map, clenched his fists, and his face was full of fierceness.

In Xiangguo Temple, Xiao Shami came out and bowed his hands to more than a dozen nobles in the hall wearing silk and satin, with gold, stone and jade, "Amitabha, dear benefactors, Master Wuze is closed and sitting in meditation today. Therefore, please come back."

Hearing this sentence, these rich merchants who usually dictated changed their arrogance and domineering manner and nodded kindly, "Since Master Wuze is not free, let's come again another day."

With that, he took out a few ingots of silver from his arms and stuffed it into the little Shami's hand. "Master, these rights are the sesame oil money we add to the temple. Please tell Master Wuze later. I'll wait for you to come."

After a moment of talk and laughter, Xiao Shami looked at the backs of these people with big belly poop and the smell of copper. He couldn't help frowning his eyebrows, put the silver into the merit box in the hall, and then went to the Zen room in the backyard and took a scripture and read it.

In the north corner of the temple, a quiet courtyard was cleaned very cleanly. This was the Zen room where Master Kong lived in. Later, Master Kong floated away, which became the residence of Master Wuze.

In the courtyard, the ink bamboo swayed gently in the wind, and the autumn chrysanthemums were scattered with a leisurely fragrance. In front of the stone table, the enlightenment of the linen robe was full of leisurely chess with the bitter face.

In the Chu River and Han Dynasty, the beacon was pervasive, and there was a lot of death and injury.

"Brother, I'm not your opponent."

For a long time, Wuxing threw down the chess pieces. He struggled and was a little unwilling. Hearing his words, the corners of his mouth raised, showing a light smile, "Brother, what you lost is not the chessboard, but the mood. Your heart has been confused for a long time. How can you understand the opportunity and step by step?"

He stretched out his hand and touched the bald head with the scar. Wu Xing muttered, "Isn't it urgent? The king of the Song Dynasty personally conquered, but it's a great opportunity. The man is already crazy. Brother, you are like nothing. You really can't figure it."

But when his cultivation reached the realm of the two of them, the flying flowers and fallen leaves could be heard carefully. Naturally, these words fell into the ears of the enlightened. The smile on his face did not change. He picked up the withered yellow fallen leaves that fell on the chessboard and put them in the palm of his hand, as if holding a very beloved thing and stared at them carefully.

"It's already autumn, how can we fight for spring?"

After a long time, the breeze rose again, lifting the flying debris falling from Wu Ze's hand, and blowing away the light sound in the quiet courtyard.