Yu Xi raised his eyebrows, hurriedly opened the battle report and looked at it, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Daddy, this should be said to be the Turks being driven westward by us, so Li Xinchen and Tuyuhun have to move, right?" ”

Yu Yi said lightly: "If Li Xinchen and Tuyuhun also block the Turks in this battle, then Tuyuhun will get Shazhou, not to mention, Li Xinchen will be able to stand firm in the northwest." It's not good for us······"

"But there's no harm," Yu Xi sighed with emotion, "Daddy, is he still counting on us to be able to take back the northwest in the future?" ”

"Ziyu (Yu Xi table character)!" Yu Yi slapped the table.

Yu Xi smiled and didn't say much. And Yu Yichang sighed, now the imperial court would rather attack the Turks in the north than provoke Li Xinchen, who did not have many soldiers and horses in the northwest, indicating that now since Yang Jian has surrendered - of course, Yu Wenyun, His Majesty the emperor who is willing to be a puppet does not count at all - all the civil and military officials may not have much confidence in defeating Li Xinchen.

And when it comes to the younger generation, they naturally don't think so much about the interests of the older generation and the family inheritance, they agree more with Li Xinchen's Han and Huaxia concepts, after all, the country is well-dressed, and no one is willing to really obey the Xianbei people and let their descendants become Xianbei.

Especially before the de-sinicization and Xianbei of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, it once caused great dissatisfaction among the younger generation, so the younger generation, such as Gao Xi and He Ruobi, are more inclined to follow Yang Jian, although Yang Jian also has a Xianbei name "Pu Liuru", but in most cases he will not take the initiative to use this name, especially after Yuwen Yong's death, Yuwen Yun is not interested in this so-called de-sinicization, and everyone gradually fades away.

It is precisely because of this that Yu Wenxian and Wei Chi Hui will have a sense of crisis and resolutely split with the imperial court.

So now Yang Jian is a little embarrassed in Taoism, one of his opponents is Li Xinchen, who inherited the clothes of the Southern Dynasty, that is, the Eastern Jin Dynasty, the orthodox Han people, and the other is the Northern Zhou Dynasty's King Qi and King Chen, these clans, orthodox Xianbei people, and he is a Xianbei dynasty controlled by Han people, which is indeed a bit nondescript.

But fortunately, Xianbei has been fused with the Han people from generation to generation, and these Taoist and bloodline contradictions are still just flaws, but looking at Yu Xi, who can already say such things, Yu Yi feels that sooner or later these flaws will become irreparable cracks.

"This Li Xinchen is really a demon." Yu Yi sighed secretly in his heart.

This great unification situation that has been created by generations of the Northern Dynasties was torn apart by this young man.

And in this situation of great turmoil in the north, where should the Yu family go?

"According to the meaning of Sui Guogong, we will also cooperate with the sweep of the Turkic rangers." Yu Yi then said, "Since Li Xinchen is preparing for the Turks with all his might, then he won't come to us for trouble, let the sons and daughters also go out to move their muscles, Daddy is old, you can take someone with you." ”

Yu Xi hurriedly agreed, and he also understood that now everyone was dealing with the Turks on different fronts, and they were actually honing their soldiers and horses to prepare for the future competition.

Thinking of this, Yu Xi, who didn't know what kind of threat the Turks in later generations had posed to Huaxia, could only sigh that this Turkic was unlucky enough.

However, as a standard Han Chinese, he had no good impression of the plundering northern grassland peoples.

"Remember, it's very likely that you'll meet Li Xinchen's people when you go north from us, so don't have too much contact with them." Yu Yi hurriedly said another word.

At least now, the Yu family can't "pass Han".

After all, he is too old, and the new generation has not yet fully matured.

I don't pick it up.

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"Be careful!" An arrow almost flew over the scalp, but fortunately, Hou Mi's eyes were quick, and he pulled back the captain who poked his head out, and the two of them rolled down the hillside in a little embarrassment, and they didn't care that their bodies and heads were covered with sand, and they flew on their horses.

It's really a corner to meet love, this Turk people come as soon as they say.

The next moment, more arrows crossed the sand dunes, "poof-poof" stuck to where the two men had been lying on their stomachs.

"The son of a bitch's archery is really accurate." The lieutenant took a sip of sand.

The rest of the soldiers had already ridden over, while the other chief bookkeepers and Sima were helpless. This was already the fourth day after they left the city, and to be on the safe side, they did not go directly to the north, but to the northeast, where the terrain was difficult and easier to hide, and of course it was more likely that the Turks would rest temporarily.

As a result, not long after breakfast today, I found more than a dozen Turkic rangers, so I simply followed all the way, and it turned out that I really found a place where the Turks camped, and there were two or three hundred people in small numbers.

Hou Mi and the lieutenant immediately stepped forward to investigate, but these Turks were really cautious, and a few cavalrymen on another sand dune opposite soon discovered these sneaky guys, and they came up with a random arrow.

"Ready for battle!" Hou Mi let out a loud shout and turned the hill first.

The shouts of the Turks were already close at hand, and the two groups of Turkic cavalry, about thirty or forty people, were flanked from both sides, one by one with bows and arrows, and before the voice of the people could be heard, the arrows had already floated over first.

"Raise your shield!" Jun Sima yelled.

The cavalry on the periphery raised their shields in unison, and the arrows struck the shields "dang dang dang".

"Crossbow!" Another shout.

A crossbow specially made for cavalry appeared in his hand, and it was not difficult for these Northwest men to draw a bow and arrow on a horse, let alone a crossbow. The crossbows equipped by the Northwest Cavalry were the same as those of Li Xinchen's Yulin Cavalry, sacrificing range, but also reducing the difficulty of the crossbows, in other words, they were actually tailor-made for the Han cavalry that was likely to be inferior to the Turks on war horses.

When fighting, the Han cavalry first relied on armor and shields to quickly approach the target, and then fired arrows at the opponent. After all, the efficiency and lethality of the crossbow are far greater than that of the bow and arrow.

Three or four cavalrymen fell off their horses, and Hou Mi's eyes were also red, there were five hundred people here, and there were only thirty or forty people on the other side, and as a result, his family suffered a little loss, and he really couldn't hang on his face.

"Put!" Fortunately, at this time, the military Sima who was in charge of commanding the bow and crossbow decisively gave the order.

Arrows whistled out, and the Turkic cavalry fell.

Compared with the Han cavalry wearing armor and holding shields, the most on their bodies is leather armor, and the vast majority of them have no armor at all.

"Kill!" The reason why Hou Mi and the lieutenant did not command the release of the arrows was to wait for this moment.

Although the power of the crossbow arrow is great, after all, the range is short, and both sides are galloping at high speed, and there is almost only one chance to shoot, and then there is no fancy collision. The secretary and the lieutenant each led the way to meet the enemies on both sides at the same time.

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