After hearing this, the generals were inexplicably surprised, and many people clapped their hands and high-fived, their faces were full of joy, if they could make the Turks retreat, then they would not have to worry about dying on the battlefield. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Today's Great Sui is stormy, and it is no longer the imperial court in the prosperous era, so whether it is some middle-level generals, or the soldiers below, they have been disappointed in the imperial court in their hearts, but they are forced to come to the rescue helplessly, only a few old ministers, loyal and patriotic thoughts dominate, is really happy.

"Without further ado, immediately increase the troops in Yanmen County!" Qu Tutong laughed, and the pride in his words was undiminished.

Luo Zhaoyun still has a good impression of this stubborn old general, although he doesn't know whether he was friend or foe before, but at least after working together for many years, he has also realized that the personality and temperament of this old general are rare and high-quality, not the kind of treacherous and cunning person, on the contrary, he is upright, loyal to the monarch, and observes his duties.

"From Xinkou to Yanmen County, less than two hundred miles, if the cavalry is in full force, it will not take a day, so if you send troops, it is best to set off at night, and you will encounter the interception of the Turkic cavalry on the way, so you must fight quickly, mainly to break through, and the infantry cannot participate."

"Now there are less than 20,000 cavalry in the army!" Chen Liang frowned, the current troops and war horses are not enough.

Due to the three expeditions to Liaodong and the rebellion in various places, taxes and horse breeding have been affected, and several official horse farms have withered, and the imperial court cannot allocate funds and collect taxes, so it is natural that they cannot afford to raise large-scale war horses.

"It is estimated that at dusk, two more lines of soldiers and horses will arrive, and those cavalry can be drawn out again and combined." Qu Tutong suggested.

Luo Zhaoyun nodded and asked: "Generals, this time you want to go deep into the Turkic siege and arrive in Yanmen County, I don't know if those generals are willing to go with Luo Cheng?" ”

Song Laosheng said: "As a general of Wu Benlang of the Zuowei Mansion, I should go with the soldiers to rescue the driver." ”

"I'm going to have to get my share." General Chen Liang will also go in person.

Yu Wenshi and also stepped forward and said: "Your Majesty is the imperial prince and father-in-law of the minister, as a concubine, I must go to save my father." ”

He married Yang Guang's eldest daughter, Nanyang Princess Yang Caihuan, with a special identity, this is an opportunity to perform, if you don't go, how will you face it when you meet in the future?

What's more, his father Yu Wenshu, his eldest brother Yu Wenhua and his brother-in-law Yu Wencheng are all in Yanmen County, and he has to try his best to save them.

"Ben will go too!" Pei Qiantong stood up, he was a general of the Praetorian Guard, he used to guard the imperial city, and he was closer to the royal family than the guards, so he couldn't help but go.

Li Jiancheng stood up and said, "The last general will also accompany him." ”

He knew Luo Cheng's ability in his heart, since there was a suspicious military plan, and there was also a plan to encircle Wei and save Zhao, it was a matter of time before the Turks retreated, and they only went to reinforce Yanmen County this time, not to defeat the Turkic iron cavalry, so the risk was much smaller, and they had to seize the opportunity to perform, and it was a pity to miss it.

When Yang Guang was in a desperate situation, he suddenly risked his death and came with a reinforcement of soldiers and horses, which would definitely leave a deep impression on the saint, this kind of credit is too great, and he can get a big benefit when he goes back, and it is not a problem to add an official to a knighthood.

Qu Tutong also wants to go, but there is no one here in Xinkou, and it is very dangerous to prevent a mutiny, similar to Yang Xuangan's, occupy Xinkou and then rebel, block the pass with 100,000 troops, and spread the news, use the Turks to destroy Yang Guang, this kind of thing is not impossible, once it happens, then the people who go to Yanmen County to rescue will also die without a place to be buried.

Therefore, leaving Qu Tutong to guard Xinkou, Luo Zhaoyun and others will be relieved, because General Qu's character and prestige can be trusted.

The generals who sent the troops were finally determined, and then Luo was jointly elected as the main general of the rescue cavalry team.

When he learned that General Luo Cheng had returned and was about to organize an elite cavalry team to go to Yanmen County, his blood was boiling, and he thought that he was worthy of being an invincible young marshal, 30,000 people were going to shake 300,000 Turkic cavalry?

However, even with such an exaggerated confrontation, Mai Mengcai still squeezed his scalp and wanted to sign up, because when he was in Liaodong, he followed his father Mai Tiecane and had been fighting in Luocheng's army, and he admired Luo Cheng's training formation, repeated tricks, alchemy techniques, etc., so as long as Luo Cheng was not afraid of death to do something, he subconsciously believed that he would also follow the madness, and the big deal was just a death.

"General Luo, when I learned that you returned safely and appeared here, the last general was overjoyed, and he could finally follow General Luo to charge into battle again."

When Mai Meng saw Luo Cheng, he hugged his fists and saluted, his expression was excited, and his expression was sincere and unpretentious.

Luo Zhaoyun was dressed in white armor, and when he saw Mai Mengcai, he was also stunned, smiled slightly, and asked him about his recent situation, and learned that he and Qin Qiong went to Zhang Xutuo's tent last year to encircle and suppress many rebel armies.

"When this matter is over, I should find an opportunity to ask Zhang Xutuo to return to Qin Qiong, otherwise, after Zhang Xutuo is defeated soon, Qin Qiong and others will be absorbed by Wagang Village, and in the future, I will definitely have a battle with the Wagang army, and I can't let Li Mi get such a fierce general." Luo Zhaoyun secretly thought in his heart, thinking about how to recruit some famous historical generals, because the Great Sui is about to end, and the day of the battle for hegemony is about to be staged.

At dusk, 30,000 cavalry gathered in the night, waiting for Luo Zhaoyun's dispatch of troops.

"Your Majesty has promised not to conquer Liaodong again, Goguryeo has surrendered, our Great Sui soldiers, should have returned to their hometown, there will be no more wars, but the Turks went south, broke through the Yanmen Pass, burned and killed thirty-nine cities, plundered tens of thousands of Han slaves to the north, killed countless people, once the Turkic iron cavalry broke through the Yanmen County, so that the Majesty and the ministers of the imperial court were killed, my Great Sui will have a catastrophe, so, for the sake of our peaceful days in the Central Plains, we must go to the rescue of Yanmen County!"

"The Turkic army of more than 300,000 is not terrible, they have been scattered in Thirty-nine Chengyi, as long as our 30,000 elite cavalry break through the siege and enter the city of Yanmen County, even if the task is successfully completed, the Turkic army will retreat within half a month at most, we have to go to Yanmen County to hold on for half a month, it is a matter of the survival of the country, are you willing to go?" Luo Zhaoyun was doing a mobilization meeting before sending troops.

"Yes! willing—" The mood of the soldiers was boosted, their morale was greatly boosted, and they raised their arms and shouted.

"Very good, the three armies obey the order and go!" Luo Zhaoyun waved the command flag, and the 10,000 front army moved first, followed by the 10,000 Chinese army, and 10,000 rear army, forming a three-wave advance tactic, separated by one mile, rumbling out of the customs and galloping into the vast night.