Dieling Pass, the big tent of the Chinese army.

Wang Xiaojie, who had recovered from his injuries, took Zhao Liu and Tang Xiujing and left Xizhou City, and came here to meet Quan Ce and others.

Wang Xiaojie stepped forward and knelt down on one knee to Xie Yaohuan, "General Xie has traveled thousands of miles, and the last general has a feeling in his heart, please report to His Majesty on his behalf, and the ministers will swear to defend the periphery of the country to the death, and will expel the enemy from the country."

Xie Yaohuan seemed to smile, "I'm afraid that the general is thinking left, in addition to coming here to work the army, he is also ordered to supervise the army, and he will never return to the dynasty before the governor, if there is a report, the governor will do it himself."

Wang Xiaojie stood up, "General Xie is right"

Turned around and bowed to Hou Sizhi again, "General Hou, this chief has underestimated you before, and also underestimated the right jade guard, and please Haihan Ze, in the future, on top of the battle array, General Hou must do a lot of strength."

"The manager is serious" Hou Sizhi stopped him, politely said, and didn't say much else.

Wang Xiaojie's posture was sufficient, and he was no longer polite, "General Xie, General Hou, this general manager intends to discuss the military aircraft with the two, and please retreat left and right."

This meaning is very obvious, and it is necessary to retreat from power.

Xie Yaohuan's eyes flashed with heavy anger, he snorted, walked to the back of Quan Ce in two steps, stood sideways, and did not show people in front, "General Ben is here, Quan Langjun is here, Quan Langjun is not here, General Ben is not here"

Wang Xiaojie's face was gloomy, women are trouble, there are more than enough successes and failures, and he is unpredictable, "General Hou? ”

Hou Sizhi was amazed by Wang Xiaojie's behavior, even if he didn't mention his personal relationship with Quan Ce, he couldn't see it, a general of a defeated army, in the face of the help of turning the tide, was so arrogant and arrogant, it was not that he fought too many wars and became a fool, and he no longer saved face for Wang Xiaojie at the moment, "Mr. Wang, one person is short, Quan Langjun is known for his resourcefulness, and he has been on the Northern Expedition, heavy cavalry, fireworks army, including the right jade guard, all have the right Langjun's hard work, and he is at the helm, it must be more suitable"

Wang Xiaojie didn't hide it, "Hmph, if he is not in his position, he is not in his politics, he is just a princess's family order, how can he point fingers at the battle array?" ”

"However, the family order wins, and the chief manager loses" Zhao Liuzi threw a dart in his back.

"You ......" Wang Xiaojie stretched out his finger and tapped Zhao Liu, "It's a good win, two battles, the right jade guard 20,000 elite fresh troops, life and death wounded thirty percent, more than 1,000 heavy cavalry, should not have been in battle, but you also used it, more than 500 people died, that is the signboard of the Great Zhou, this is called winning?" ”

"In two battles, 40,000 enemies were annihilated, and 26 noble generals were captured, isn't it called victory? Who fights without dying? Quan Ce sneered at each other with a cold face, and the last sentence roared out, the heavy cavalry was trained by his fake hand Wu Yanxiu, and a guy sacrificed fifty percent, and he was more distressed than anyone else.

"The heavy cavalry is a model of the Great Zhou army, only in this way should they gallop into battle and raise the prestige of our army, if not, they will also become Yulinwei"

Wang Xiaojie stammered for a long time, and finally couldn't refute, "Hmph, this manager doesn't take advantage of your tongue, this manager thinks that it is very unwise to fight with the Western Turks and consume combat power, they are just hyenas of the Tubo people, turn the spearhead, defeat the Tubo people, and the Western Turks will naturally retreat north."

"I don't agree, since the Western Turks dare to be a hyena, they will beat him to death with a stick, only in this way can we establish the prestige of the Celestial Empire, whoever offends my frontier will not die, and I will fight against the Tibetans, even if they win, it is difficult to see results, as soon as they retreat into the plateau, we will have nothing to do, after all, it is only a symptom but not a cure" Quan Ce directly pushed him back.

Wang Xiaojie was furious, his injuries recurred, and he fainted again.

The people in the tent exchanged strange looks, obviously they were already well, and they were as strong as cows, how could they say that they were dizzy?

Quan Ce clenched his fists and coughed lightly, "Tang Dudu, the front line of Dieling Pass, there is a lot of inconvenience, and you will be asked to take the chief manager back to Xizhou to recuperate."

Tang Xiujing sighed, clenched his fists, and called someone to come in and take Wang Xiaojie away.

"Zhao Duhu, how many soldiers are there in Xizhou that can fight?" Quan Ce asked.

"Not counting Yulin and those who defend the city, there are more than 10,000," Zhao Liu's back straightened.

"All transferred to Dieling Pass" Quan Ce gave the order.

"Yes" Zhao Liu's words were not spoken, he obeyed the order, the blood-red cloak fluttered, and he strode out of the account, without even asking the root cause.

"Quan Langjun, I'm going to visit the wounded, Right Yuxuan Wei can't get out of the line of fire if he is slightly injured, I'm afraid I can pick up two or three thousand people" Hou Sizhi said his mouth up and down, but his movements were casual, and after he finished speaking, the people ran away.

Xie Yaohuan got up and changed his seat, sat down next to Quan Ce, and gently held his arm, "Da Lang, you transferred the soldiers and horses of Xizhou City, but to protect the right jade guard?" ”

Quan Ce shook his head, "The soldiers and horses of Xizhou City are only used for preparation, and the main force is still the right jade guard."

Why is that? Or at least alternate strikes to relieve stress? Xie Yaohuan was puzzled, speaking of which, Right Yuchao Wei was the descendant of Quan Ce, and she subconsciously didn't want them to suffer heavy casualties.

"Right Yu Xuanwei changed the law and training, the results are extraordinary, and it is not easy to come by, why don't I cherish it?" Quan Ce sighed, his face sprinkled with gloom, "However, the military affairs of the DPRK and China, without a major reason, are bound to be difficult to really leverage, and the fruits of change will be difficult to preserve."

Xie Yaohuan looked at his face intently, moved his hand, and didn't touch it, "Da Lang, don't be sad, the right jade guard, if you know that Da Lang is a strong army, you will definitely be happy."

Would you like to? With a lot of blood, tens of thousands of living beings, in exchange for the right jade guard, it is worth it or not, right or wrong, Quan Ce can't say clearly, but he will still do it.

"If you don't sing a sad song, how can it be a great sound?"

When Xie Yaohuan heard this, his heart swayed, and he endured his shame, leaned close to him, and silently conveyed his support and warmth.

After the military discussion, the Great Zhou army defended and attacked, the Western Turks stood in the defensive camp in front of the big camp, and they were uprooted one by one, the heavy cavalry and the fireworks army were still doing strange soldiers, and the old pawns of the right jade guard charged into battle, killing red eyes, and the right strategy must arrive in every battle, and there were dozens of Turkic soldiers who were slashed and killed in their hands, and they also left a few scars on their bodies.

Today's expedition, Quan Ce did not take the lead, and the soldiers of the right Yuchuan guard were still asked, and the white brocade figure was missing in front of him, and his heart was not steady, and he heard that Quan Langjun was treating his injuries, and his hatred for the Turks was inevitably another layer, and he was even more desperate to kill.

The Western Turks have never seen such a crazy army, like maggots on tarsal bones, they have to be killed to the end, they are also miserable, they can't fight, they can't retreat when they are defeated, their soldiers and horses are separated, people are constantly fleeing, the Lost Division and the Turk Cavalry Department have withdrawn and retreated, and the whole army has been turned over, and they can't afford to save 10,000 cavalry.

Husero, who had been driven to the north, also marched south to test and sack many small tribes.

Quan Ce did not treat his injuries, he followed the Jedi and them, crossed the mountains and mountains, climbed to a mountain overnight, and carefully lay down in the cold cave for most of the morning, waiting for a large group of Tibetan generals.

They were standing on the top of a hill, about two hundred meters from the vertical distance of Quance's cave.

The Tibetan generals did not come to see the snow scene, they watched the Great Zhou army fight against the Turks.

The first person looked very carefully, the Great Zhou army was a little terrifying, the black-clothed army that was cruising around, throwing explosive stones, and the heavy cavalry covered with iron armor made him jealous, it was the blue-clothed army, the weapons and horses were the same as other armies, but the breath of fear of death made people uneasy.

Somehow, this group of generals had some disputes, and the generals led by them scolded sharply, and a group of generals with black veils on their heads ignored them and walked away.

"Ahh

Seeing this scene, Quan Ce's stiff sword eyebrows were raised high, and a smile appeared on his face.

Lying next to him was Ruilai, seeing his smug appearance, and then a smile bloomed, the smile was warm and sweet, dispelling the cruelty and coldness of the battlefield iceberg.

(End of chapter)