Zhao Wenjing looked at Yang Ning with a deep look: "Why?"
Because of past life memories... Of course Yang Ning would not say this out loud, "Because the Da Qi court was afraid that General Zu Ti would respect his own troops and would send people to seize his military power."
Zhao Wenjing's heart moved and he fell into silence.
In fact, he thinks so too.
After the Rebellion of the Eight Kings, the Da Qi court had become extremely distrustful of the ministers who held military power. Zhao Wenjing had been an official in the court and had experienced those chaos, so he knew the secrets of it very well.
What he didn't expect was that Yang Ning, who was young, lived in the countryside, and was not in the officialdom, could actually see this.
Once Zu Ti's military power was taken away, no one would be able to deal with the puppet Han army. Zhao Wenjing believed that the Hu people would definitely capture Henan again by then!
"Three people become a tiger, the ancients will not deceive me." After a while, Zhao Wenjing felt something, and looked at Yang Ning with a different look.
This man was obviously well-educated and knowledgeable, but the villagers in Lianhua Village actually regarded him as a joke. They really didn't know what he meant.
Zhao Wenjing has determined that Yang Ning's reputation has been slandered by rumors.
"I have something that I hope you can teach me, sir." Yang Ning suddenly handed over to Zhao Wenjing with a solemn look on his face.
Zhao Wenjing cheered up and said, "Young master, it's okay to just say it."
"I want to raise troops to fight against the Hu and defend Sangzi, so that the Hu army will not have the opportunity to cross the Yellow River south and invade the Central Plains again. Sir, can you give me some advice?" Zhao Ning asked loudly.
Zhao Wenjing was stunned for a moment and looked at the young master beside him in disbelief.
He knew the Yang family.
One of the four major families in the county, they have two to three hundred tenants, more than a hundred hermit households, a total of more than two thousand people, and more than a hundred private soldiers. They can barely be considered a force.
But looking at the overall situation of the world, what use can this little power do? If it weren't for the fact that there were county officials in their ancestors, the Yang family wouldn't even be called a local tycoon, and would be considered a local tycoon at most.
If Zu Ti was in charge of the overall situation in Henan, with Yang Ning's talent and bravery, he might be able to make great achievements by defecting there.
But if Zu Ti can't hold on for too long, and the Yang family can't even protect themselves, how can they talk about defending their hometown and preventing the Hu people from invading the Central Plains again?
In winter, the grass and trees in the countryside are withered and yellow, and the cold wind is blowing. The down-and-out folks who have fled are moving forward silently, and the surroundings are silent except for the sound of footsteps and horse hooves.
Zhao Wenjing looked at Yang Ning's young and resolute face, and for a moment he couldn't look at her.
He clearly found that there were two flames burning in the other party's eyes, as if they were burning this cold winter into a warm spring.
Zhao Wenjing fell into silence.
Intellectually speaking, he felt that Yang Ning was young, frivolous and talking nonsense, but emotionally speaking, he admired the other party's hard work.
He also wants to expel the barbarians, save all the people from fire and water, and create a bright and prosperous world again!
So, is it feasible to raise an army?
This question was of great importance and involved many aspects. It was difficult to answer easily. Zhao Wenjing thought about it carefully.
Yang Ning did not rush.
He is waiting for the day when the other party gives the answer. That may be the "long-lasting match" between him and Zhao Wenjing.
...
On the side, Li Qinghan was also talking to Yang Kui.
"It is said that the Hu people are powerful. Since the Bingzhou uprising, they have successively invaded Jizhou in Hebei and Yuzhou in Henan in recent years. Even the capital city of Luoyang cannot defend them. They claim to be invincible in every battle.
"But judging from today's situation, these barbarians are just mediocre. A hundred-man team was beaten by us and suffered heavy casualties. They had no choice but to flee. How can they look half-elite?"
Li Qinghan sighed as he glanced at Zhao Ning.
"..." Yang Kui was speechless for a moment, thinking to himself, Miss, you are a real tiger. What does being able to win against the barbarians today have to do with "us"? Don't you know what's the key?
After struggling for a long time to organize his words, Yang Kui said in a dull voice:
"We were able to defeat the Hu people only because of the ambush. And the ambush was successful only because there were thirty or forty people on the other side who stepped into the trap unprepared.
"Ms. Li, do you know what's going on here?"
Li Qinghan turned to look at him, his big eyes full of doubts: "What is it?"
Yang Kui touched his head and spent a long time to express his thoughts:
"First of all, if too few Hu cavalry enter the ambush circle, then the Hu cavalry in Lianhua Village will still retain their fighting strength. Even if we succeed, we will still have to fight with the opponent's large group..."
Li Qinghan waved his little hand and confidently grabbed the white spot: "I'm not afraid of bloody battles. Yang Silang is very powerful now. Before, he killed more than twenty Huqi in the blink of an eye!"
"..." Yang Kui's lips twitched and fell into silence again.
After another long while, he cleared his mind again and spoke slowly:
"The Fourth Young Master is indeed powerful, but he was able to fight one against ten because the opponent dismounted. Later when he went out to fight, he also took advantage of the barbarians' looting and surprised them all and killed them one by one.
"If there are a large number of barbarians, and they are all on horseback, and have bows and arrows in their hands, then they can take advantage of riding and archery, and use bows and arrows to attack the enemy while moving and cruising, and they will be difficult to kill if they gather and disperse.
"Although these people I led are well-trained and have some fighting ability, they are definitely no match for Hu Qi if they compete in mounted shooting.
"Even the Fourth Young Master can't fight one against ten in an open area without advantages in the range of bows and arrows and the speed of war horses."
Li Qinghan was stunned when he heard this. Although she was a talented woman and had read military books, she lacked war experience and did not know much about these things.
She thought for a while and gradually understood:
"Only by ambushing a large number of the opponent's men and causing panic can the Hu people be defeated on their own. In other words, Yang Silang must attract enough people!
"The battle must be carried out in a narrow area between the river and the woods, so that the Hu cavalry cannot move around and use the unpredictable cavalry and shooting tactics!"
Yang Kui breathed a sigh of relief. Li Qinghan's words were on point. He didn't need to explain anymore and nodded immediately.
"So, Yang Silang is more powerful than I thought. He uses his strengths to avoid weaknesses and tricks the barbarians to death. He is really a general!" Li Qinghan sighed sincerely again.
In the blink of an eye, she thought of something else, touched her chin, and looked like an old scholar thinking seriously about academic issues:
"But why are the barbarians in Lianhua Village so cooperative and willing to send half of their strength to chase Yang Silang? He is only one person, and sending more than a dozen cavalry is a sure win."
Yang Kui knew that Li Qinghan would ask this question, so he had already prepared the draft, and immediately answered fluently:
"When Miss Li entered Lianhua Village, didn't she find several corpses of barbarians lying inside? All of these people had arrows in their necks and were killed with one blow!"
Li Qinghan opened his mouth slightly, feeling a little embarrassed.
She was so happy that she had won the ambush by the river. She was so excited that she could only follow Yang Ning to pursue Hu Qi. How could she have the time to observe her surroundings?
But she understood what Yang Kui meant:
"Yang Silang deliberately shot more barbarians, making the other party extremely angry and letting the other party see his strength, so he sent many people to chase him?"
Yang Kui nodded: "That's right."
Li Qinghan couldn't help but turn his head to look at Yang Ning who was talking to Zhao Wenjing, with stars twinkling in his eyes, and said secretly:
“When did this guy become so capable?
"Isn't this explained by being hit on the head and opening up?"
She is very curious. Yang Ning is like a mystery to her now, which makes her want to get closer and observe clearly to solve the mystery.
"Actually, the Fourth Young Master took a lot of risks when he lured the enemy." Yang Kui suddenly emphasized without thinking.
Li Qinghan turned to look at him.
Yang Kui paused for a moment and then continued: "The Fourth Young Master is injured, but his clothes were stained red with blood before, so it is not easy to notice."
Li Qinghan suddenly became nervous: "He, where is his injury? Is it serious? Why didn't he say anything?"
Yang Kui expressed relief to Li Qinghan: "It's a small injury, just a cut on the arm. It should be a stray arrow when luring the enemy. Miss Li doesn't need to worry too much.
"As for why the Fourth Young Master didn't say anything or even deliberately covered it up, it's up to Miss Li to ask."
Li Qinghan was a little relieved.
She looked at Yang Ning secretly, not knowing what to say or do for a moment, and was lost in thought.
