Shangdang's prefect's mansion is no better than a high-level mansion, and the scenery in winter is really flat. The leaves in the backyard are almost all gone, and standing in the courtyard is not only bleak, but also rather chill. However, Liang Rong was not afraid of the cold, wearing a crotch shirt with cuffs tied, standing energetically in the courtyard to practice arrows.
These two days of great victory, the Chongwen Museum was on holiday, and the government office had a lot of business to deal with, so he couldn't allow him to cause trouble. Liang Rong obediently stayed in the backyard. It stands to reason that he should study hard and complete his daily homework. But these few days, even the "Mencius" given by my grandfather was a little difficult to read. Liang Rong thought about what he saw in Houya all day long. There is a clear sand table in front of him, setting ambush to lure the enemy, fighting in front of the battle, and even the transportation of food and grass in the back road is clear, it is like watching a battle with his own eyes, how can he calm down
So the usual archery practice once every three days became once a day. He really wished he could stretch his bow and straddle his horse and fight with the army!
Holding the bow in one hand, Liang Rong took a deep breath and yanked the bowstring. He has been practicing arrows for two years, and his posture is not only correct, but also the action of drawing the bow is extremely decisive. However, the arrow feather did not land on the target, but wiped the wooden target and flew into the grass behind.
His brows were wrinkled, and Liang Rong was very unwilling to shoot again, wanting to try again. However, a voice came from behind: "Stop shooting, the bow strength is not right."
Hearing this voice, Liang Rong turned around in surprise: "Yi... Master Yi!"
Instead of calling him "General", he changed his name to "Master", which invisibly narrowed the distance between the two. Yiyan had taught Liang Rong archery, but when he was called on this occasion, he wanted to ask for advice.
Yi Yan also didn't see it, took the bow in Liang Rong's hand and pulled the string: "The bow you just changed?"
Liang Rong's face turned red: "Exactly."
He has been practicing arrows for a long time, and he felt that it was time to change from the small bow of a child to an ordinary soft bow.
"There are strengths and weaknesses, but your arm strength is not enough. Using this bow will only lead to a biased posture. When you can lift a half-stone heavy object, change this bow." He landed firmly on the bullseye, and Liang Rong watched with another burst of excitement.
In fact, Liang Rong always knew that Yi Yan was very powerful. When they were in Liang Mansion in the early years, the two lived together in the same room many times. But at that time, his mind was still on his father, and he never experienced Yi Yan's strength. This time, the first battle of the party, so that his prejudice has been eliminated seven or eight. Instead, there was a sense of admiration.
Yiyan didn't expect Liang Rong to be so obedient, and returned the bow: "These days, are you still safe in Shangdang? If you think the personal soldiers are easy to use, you can stay by your side."
Liang Rong took the bow and blinked: "My own soldiers? Are these people not sent by my father?"
Didn't Grandpa miss him so he sent someone to guard him
How could Yi Yan guess Liang Rong's little thought: "These are my personal soldiers. The lord entrusted you to me, and I will naturally protect you."
Hearing this, Liang Rong didn't know what it was like in his heart. Father really trusted the person in front of him, otherwise he would not have said such a thing. And this man actually sent his own soldiers to protect him? The personal soldiers were all elites in the army, even a general of Yi Yan's level could not have too many personal soldiers. A general who wants to go to the battlefield needs more personal protection than he, a child who is staying in the rear city to avoid danger.
Shaking his head, Liang Rong said in a low voice, "I didn't know that was your personal soldier. I am very good in the prefect's mansion. Please ask Master Yi to accept the personal soldier."
Yiyan also heard something wrong now. Looking at this little guy who looks more like the lord, he rarely softened his tone: "It's okay, I have to stay in Shangdang for a while, and when I leave, I will talk to the lord. Please."
Liang Rong responded, and the two fell silent.
Seeing Liang Rong's slightly depressed look, Yi Yan sighed in his heart, and then said, "Listen to Taishou Cui, have you heard a lot of battles these days?"
This is something Liang Rong has been thinking about all the time. He couldn't help but cheer up: "The enemy commander, was it really you who shot him to death?"
"That's right." Yi Yan said.
"But didn't the coach wear bright light armor? Or did you shoot him in the face?" Liang Rong hurriedly asked.
"The three crossbows I used broke my breastplate." Yi Yan replied very simply.
Liang Rong's eyes were wide open, and he took a deep breath: "Can you really break armor?"
"General Li was able to use an arrow to penetrate a stone back then, and it was not difficult to enter the armor." Yi Yan rarely told an allusion about Li Guang.
Unexpectedly, Liang Rong could understand it, and his curiosity was a little more intense: "The enemy general didn't bring his own soldiers? Or did you rush in front of him?"
"It was an ambush. After the army was defeated, I led the team to contain him and forced him into a trap."
"What if they didn't escape by which way? Wouldn't the ambush be in vain?"
"The soldiers are distraught and cannot afford to think too much. As long as they chase properly, they can always drive their prey into a dead end."
"Then how to make them collapse?"
"..." Facing the constant questioning at this moment, Yi Yan was also a little speechless. He didn't like to brag about his martial arts in front of others, but the way he asked about things really reminded him of himself back then. Did he also look like this in the eyes of the lord back then
After breaking a branch, Yi Yan Xin drew a sketch on the ground: "The two armies are less than three miles together, as long as they stop the main enemy force here for two minutes, and then use cavalry to charge into the formation..."
Liang Rong did not expect that this cold-faced general would draw a picture to explain the war to him. However, this is really hard to resist for the little guy who has just experienced the influence of the war. Especially listening to the master of the battle carefully explain the key to the formation of troops, it is even more fascinating! The only bit of awkwardness that was left flew beyond the clouds, and he couldn't bear to blink. Liang Rong stood aside, listening to this rare art of war lesson with great interest.
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"Bo Yuan also brought Liu Cong's head?" Hearing this, Liang Feng couldn't help laughing. But after laughing, he coughed again.
These days, the temperature is getting lower and lower, and his body is starting to deteriorate. It is estimated that the previous period of defending the city was too tired, and the remaining poison of the cold food powder was not eliminated, which damaged the foundation and induced the cold syndrome. Because of this, he was ordered to lie down on the couch by Jiang Da and the others, and then he lit a silver wire charcoal stove, and nourished him with soup and medicine, so that he could barely get some physical strength.
This good news really cheered him up. The Shangdang cleared the siege and killed Liu Yuan's son, how could he not be happy!
"This time, we have killed more than 10,000 enemies. It's really a big victory. However, Gaodu's defenders suffered a lot, and there were 900 casualties and many wounded." Duan Qin reported on the side.
"It's also a hard fight..." Liang Feng sighed, "The pension must be issued as soon as possible. The Shangdang's guard can't be relaxed. Liu Yuan suffered such a big loss, maybe he will react in the future. Where it can be cultivated in winter, cultivate it as soon as possible, and it can continue next year. Containment flow... cough cough cough~"
Before he could finish speaking, Liang Feng coughed again. Qingmei hurriedly beat his back and gave him some soup, just to make his husband feel more comfortable.
On the side Zhang Bin was a little blinded, and frowned: "My lord is still taking care of her illness. I'll keep an eye on these little things. Why bother?"
Liang Feng took a sip of the sweet soup and calmed the itch in his throat, before he said, "I've been lying down for more than ten days, and it's better to do some official business. By the way, this time I'm going to do more for Tuoba Xianbei and feudal lands. It can't be delayed any longer."
Yi Yan's letter also mentioned Tuoba Yulu's attitude. This battle was hard, and the tricks were multiplied, and it also revealed the trump card of the Shangdang. How can Tuoba Yulu, who is an ally, ignore it? Maybe if I go back, I will tell my uncle. This tiger should move a bit, and they can't be too leisurely.
Zhang Bin nodded and asked casually, "What about Liu Cong's head? What should I do with it?"
Liang Feng was stunned for a moment. Yeah, this is indeed a problem. This year, he killed the main rebel general, and it was not for nothing that he was hanging on the city head. However, Liu Cong was Liu Yuan's beloved son, and if he took it too far, he might attract the Huns to attack him with all his might. But it was not very appropriate to return the head bag to Liu Yuan. Not to mention the war between the two countries, what if it is regarded as a provocation
However, after just thinking for a moment, he suddenly smiled: "Naturally, together with the good news, we will send it to Luoyang."
Liu Cong is the enemy's commander-in-chief, and it is not surprising that he is handed over. At the same time, this problem was thrown into the hands of the imperial court. Liu Cong was originally a canonized general of the imperial court. How to deal with it was not up to the Luoyang Palace. As for who was talking in the Luoyang Palace, it will be another look.
A smile appeared on Zhang Bin's lips, and he cupped his hands: "I will handle it properly for the master."
This is the answer he most wants to hear. Since the request for food, the lord has also come back to his senses and began to understand the role these small tricks can play. Political affairs are not as straightforward and decisive as war, on the contrary, they are mostly undercurrents. If you don't know how to use your plan, you will capsize in the gutter sooner or later. But this Liang Zixi is talented and intelligent, and he is far beyond imagination.
Alas, this one is really good everywhere, but his body is too poor. The founding king, how could he be short-lived? Fortunately, the protagonist bears the Buddha's name, and has a confidant who is always victorious and undefeated, and obeys orders. Otherwise, just this weak body is enough to make the foundation turbulent.
Thinking of this, Zhang Bin said again: "The siege of Shangdang is temporarily resolved, and Jinyang will start to gather troops. This time, the lord should consider using Linghu Kuang, or Li Jun and others."
Is this to let him train other generals? Liang Feng frowned slightly, but did not refute. When holding a county, it is not wrong for Yiyan to lead the troops. But with a state in hand, the generals under his command must increase in rank, and there must be at least a few generals who can command battles at the county level. This involves not only the division of rights, but also a strategic balance. It is not good to say that there will be checks and balances between all parties in the later stage...
"Just use Li Jun." After a while, Liang Feng came to the answer.
Zhang Bin nodded secretly again. Although Linghu Kuang was obedient, his foundation was Linghu Sheng. In order to avoid the continued expansion of Linghu's lineage, it was the best solution to promote Li Jun, a general who had no foundation.
Duan Qin also knew the meaning of Zhang Bin's words, and sighed softly: "The lord should also reward General Yi well."
He knows better than Zhang Bin the once tense relationship between the lord and Yi Yan. Separation of powers is a must, but it cannot chill the hearts of the Liang family.
"It's natural." Liang Feng raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, finally showing signs of fatigue on his face.
Upon seeing this, Duan Qin and Zhang Bin did not delay, they quickly finished their business and withdrew. Liang Feng pushed away the tea soup sent by Qingmei. Yiyan still has to stay in Shangdang for some time. When the situation is stable, I will recruit him back. And Rong'er, always get together for a new year...
As if a heartstring was struck, Liang Feng let out a long sigh and leaned on the table.
The author has something to say: Wait, why is there still embarrassment for Liu Cong
There are so many of the Five Hus and Sixteen Kingdoms proclaiming emperors, but there are really few reliable ones, otherwise they would not be all unstable.
Liu Congwo just took a few sentences from Baidu
Liu Cong was brave and superhuman, read classics and historical books, and was good at writing articles. During his reign, he successively sent troops to break Luoyang and Chang'an, captured and killed Emperor Huai of Jin and Emperor Min of Jin, destroyed the Western Jin regime and expanded a large area of territory. Politically, a set of political systems in which Hu and Han were divided into rule were created. But at the same time, he committed massacres, and he favored eunuchs, Jin Zhun and others, and even neglected the government in the late period of his reign, and only cared about his sensuality.
This is a strange person who has four queens side by side, really... don't feel sorry... _(:з"∠)_