Li Wenzhong is Lao Zhu's nephew, and Yang Xuan is Lao Zhu's son-in-law. In terms of seniority, Li Jinglong is a generation younger than him.
He probably doesn't have much combat experience because he's better at interpersonal communication than this.
"Uncle, uncle, please stay!"
Yang Xuan left the commander's tent and was about to go to his own tent when he heard a voice behind him.
Looking back, he turned out to be Li Jinglong, Duke of Cao.
"Cao Guogong, are you calling me?" Yang Xuan asked doubtfully.
"It's natural. My father is His Majesty's nephew, and you are His Majesty's son-in-law. According to seniority, I naturally have to call you uncle." Li Jinglong nodded and said with a smile.
"No, I'm just a little earl, but I can't be called Cao Guogong's uncle." Yang Xuan quickly stretched out his hand to stop him from continuing.
"What's more, this is in a military camp and you have to carry out your duties."
"What my uncle said is that seniority is seniority and it can't be changed." Li Jinglong nodded repeatedly with a smile.
Yang Xuan was a little confused. He didn't have much interaction with him. What could he do to him?
Is it a close match?
After the death of King Li Wenzhong of Qiyang, the situation of Cao Guogong's mansion was not as good as before. Li Jinglong naturally had to find other ways to support the huge Duke's mansion.
Although Lao Zhu still valued him, Li Jinglong understood that Lao Zhu took care of him for his father's sake.
Take this Northern Expedition as an example. Which one of Feng Sheng, Fu Youde and Lan Yu is not a battle-hardened warrior?
This Northern Expedition is bound to win.
Letting him, Li Jinglong, follow him was just to gain experience and gain credit.
Li Jinglong felt like a mirror in his heart.
However, he also knew that he could not rest on his father's merits. He had to shoulder the responsibility of being the head of the family.
Even if it cannot reach a higher level, Cao Guogong's mansion cannot decline in his hands.
Because old love will eventually run out one day.
Before Yang Xuan came to the military camp, he had already gotten close to Feng Sheng and others.
Yang Xuan looked at Li Jinglong's smile, which seemed to have a purpose.
But Yang Xuan didn't care. He was not popular, and Li Jinglong couldn't get anything out of him.
So I chatted with Li Jinglong and came to my tent.
"Uncle, I heard that you like to drink. I happen to have some jars of good wine at my nephew's place. I will send it to you later."
Before leaving, Li Jinglong did not forget to give gifts.
In his eyes, it didn't matter if Yang Xuan had a bad relationship with others. What mattered was that the relationship between Yang Xuan and the prince was good enough.
that's enough.
Not long after Li Jinglong left, he delivered the wine.
Yang Xuan accepted it generously, and when Lan Yu came over in the evening, the two of them drank a lot.
Two days later, the army set off.
Lao Zhu spent a lot of time preparing for this Northern Expedition. The marching route and the supplies of food and grass had been prepared years ago.
In early February, the army arrived in Tongzhou (today's Tong County in Beijing).
Take a short rest and send scouts to reconnoiter the military situation.
Yang Xuan followed Lan Yu and others in front of the map to discuss how to fight this war.
Of course, Yang Xuan was listening most of the time.
The famous generals present had more experience than him, so there was no need for him to speak.
Ten days later, the scouts brought back the news.
Naha sent out troops to garrison Qingzhou (now Sobuliga, Balinzuo Banner, Inner Mongolia).
Feng Sheng immediately ordered Lan Yu to lead Qingqi to raid Qingzhou.
This was a battle plan that Lao Zhu had made long before departure, and Feng Sheng was just following Lao Zhu's instructions.
Of course, one cannot underestimate Feng Sheng's strength because of this.
Yang Xuan also wanted to fight, so he asked Feng Sheng for a fight.
The latter thought for a while, and knowing Yang Xuan's strength, he asked him to serve as Lan Yu's deputy and accompany the army in battle, just like Dingyuan Marquis Wang Bi.
Li Jinglong was also present and could only look at Yang Xuan with envy.
He is quite aware of his abilities. This battle is not easy, and he even has to fight in person. In addition, the weather in the north is very cold at this time, so the march will be difficult.
Before departure, it snowed heavily.
Lan Yu lectured in front of all the soldiers.
"Brothers, we are about to go on an expedition."
The soldiers were expressionless, showing no fear of battle.
They have been on the battlefield for a long time, crawled out from the dead, and have a tenacious will to fight.
"This battle must be won. I have only one request. On the battlefield, brothers must fight bravely to kill the enemy."
"If we win, we can enjoy the spicy food and be famous in history."
"Set off."
After saying that, Lan Yu got on his horse.
His instructions were simple: if you win, you have everything.
As for losing, sorry, Lan Yu never thought about it.
He has enough confidence in himself, and the soldiers under his opponent also have enough confidence.
The army braved the heavy snow and rushed towards Gyeongju overnight.
Along the way, there was no other sound except the sound of horses' hooves and the collision of armor.
The expressions of the soldiers were stern, and there was only perseverance in their eyes.
Yang Xuan knew in his heart that such a disciplined army must be extremely powerful in combat.
This attack lasted more than a thousand miles. (picture)
The soldiers did not complain and only took short rest when necessary along the way.
When taking another break, Yang Xuan found Lan Yu: "I just took a look and found that some soldiers have been frostbitten. I'm afraid they won't be able to participate in the subsequent battles. Do you want to arrange for someone to send them back first?"
Hearing this, Lan Yuzhi glanced at it, and then said calmly: "We are not far from Qingzhou now. Sending them back now will not only have little effect, but will also damage morale."
"As long as we capture Gyeongju quickly, the frostbitten brothers will receive good treatment and rest."
"Besides, when they put on armor and pick up swords, their lives are no longer their own."
"For soldiers, the best outcome is to die on the battlefield and let them wait to die in the rear. This is an insult to them and they will not agree to it."
That is Yang Xuan. If it were anyone else, Lan Yu would not say these things.
Now we are less than 500 miles away from Gyeongju. Even if the frostbitten soldiers are sent back, it will be too late. Their injuries will only worsen and they will eventually become disabled.
After all, Lan Yu has more experience than Yang Xuan, and he knows exactly what he should do now.
Yang Xuan thought for a while and realized that what Lan Yu said was indeed the best way, so he said nothing more.
After a short rest, the army marched towards Gyeongju again.
This time Yang Xuan didn't express any further opinions. His eyes were cold and he just wanted to win Qingzhou as soon as possible.
Finally, we were less than fifty miles away from Gyeongju.
Lan Yu asked the soldiers to seize the time to recover their strength and eat all the remaining dry food.
Soon, after resting, Lan Yu gave his last lecture before the battle: "Brothers, Gingju is less than fifty miles ahead."
"That's our goal this time."
"Think about the hardships we endured along the way."
"Why can their soldiers from Beiyuan hide in the city and enjoy the hot food?"
"If we win Gyeongju, we will also enjoy spicy food."
Yang Xuan noticed that after Lan Yu finished speaking, the eyes of the soldiers showed desire and anger.
"Let's go!" Seeing the strong morale, Lan Yu immediately ordered.
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