Chapter Ninety-Two: One Stone Stirs Up a Thousand Waves II
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"At that time, the Anxi army fell into the trap of the Great Food Army, if it wasn't for the news from the north of the Emperor, I am afraid that all the soldiers of our country would be buried here. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info At that time, I knew that Fei Lang-kun was by no means a thing in the pool. Dou Wumo was full of praise for Wang Fei.
"I heard that at that time, you pretended to join the Great Food Army, but secretly reported to Gao Jieshuai, and turned against Abu on the verge of battle? Muslim's fatal blow can be described as a great achievement. "Gao Shetun doesn't like to talk crookedly, and he praises and belittles him openly.
"The saint rules the world with filial piety, and it stands to reason that the son cannot speak of the father. But loyalty is filial piety, I have to say. At that time, my father, Liling, was dizzy and coveted Abu? Muslim's empty promises were meant to help the abuse. At that time, there was only a team of 1,000 people under the account, and he had the intention to serve the country, but the soldiers were outnumbered, so he had to be vain and wronged. Abu? Mu Slim ordered a certain to follow the Hui cavalry who had escaped from the battle, and happened to meet Fei Langjun to persuade Prince Ye Hu, so he volunteered to take the errand of reporting the news. When the Jieshuai led the Beiting army to kill, the father was frightened and frightened, trying to avoid the Jieshuai Huwei, but was attacked and killed by the angry cannibals. With the support of the clansmen, I am determined to help the festival commander and counterattack the big food army. After the war, a certain thought of the sin, and wanted to die, but the saint was wrong to love, so he had to entitle a certain person as Xiao Ye Protection; The festival marshal is even more in love with a certain person, I came here again, thinking of the rights and wrongs of the year, and I was ashamed. Regarding Gao Shetun's sarcasm, Mou Ra Sihan said a long time, chasing the past and sighing for the present, only to hear everyone dizzy.
Ashina stroked his beard and smiled, his eyes full of praise; Gao Shetun did not expect that he could swim against the current, and show his merits by his own ridicule, and his heart was depressed; Dou Wumo originally felt that he was articulate and eloquent, but after listening to Mou Ra Sihan's gorgeous words, he once again felt that he was just a frog at the bottom of the well; Only Li Dingbang's expression was as usual, and there seemed to be nothing external that could disturb his heart.
"He is eloquent and eloquent, and he is even better than the monk in the Chang'an temple." Yu Chaoen's sycophant is as untimely as ever.
"Jieshuai, speaking of big food, the recent fierce war between black and white has been endless, but there is no time to look east." After Gao Shetun calmed down, he turned the topic to military affairs.
"At that time, Wang Du ordered a certain person to go to Chang'an to participate in the Great Dynasty Meeting, in order to persuade the sage and the political affairs hall to take advantage of the civil strife of the Great Food to levy the Naju Che Na Che Shi who did not obey the courtesies of the country, and then based on the river, contain the black and white armies of the Great Food, so as to drive the Great Food Soldiers back to the west of the Wuhu River. Looking back now, although the war was turbulent, but after the peak and loop, the final result was exactly the same as the temple before the war. Ashina Yang sighed.
"The king is a real genius, and the king of Pingdong County is about to spend in Youzhou, and he wants to come to Pingbei County to be out of Tingzhou. It's just that now Li Xiang has asked the saint to restore the old system of entering the prime minister, I don't know which party will worship the prime minister? As soon as Mou Ra Sihan said this, everyone's eyes fell on Ashina Yang.
"The fame is not my intention, but I hope Hai Boping is flat!" Ashina Yang said in poetry: "Wang Duhu always uses this poem to promise himself, as for the king or the prime minister, he will not take it to heart." Although his intelligence is limited, he also knows that he thinks wisely, and he only wishes that the river will be stable and the people will not suffer from the sword soldiers, and he has no intention of being a prince or a phase. ”
"Jie Shuai Gao Yi!" Gao Shetun hurriedly praised, but his heart fluctuated.
Ashina Yang served in Hezhong for nearly three years and devoted his efforts to create 10,000
(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) 5,000 well-trained elite foot cavalry, can be described as conscientious and well-governed.
But Gao Shetun was always a little depressed in his heart, because Ashinayang's soldiers were firmly in his hands, and the 7,000 Tuzhi troops were directly under him, and the 4,000 Julan troops were under the jurisdiction of Li Dingbang. Gao Shetun nominally commanded the 4,000 Kangju troops stationed in Tun Mojian, but the Kangju army was the worst equipped among the three armies, and it faced the black-clothed and foody old nest of Khorasan. Once there is a change, the Kangju army will bear the brunt of the viciousness and luck.
What made Gao Shetun even more depressed was that Ashina Yang often kept him in Tuozhi City on the grounds of discussing military and political affairs, which caused Gao Shetun to be estranged from his generals and unable to completely control the Kangju army.
In addition, considering that the river is far away from the heart of the Tang Dynasty, there are many Sogdians, and there are few Chinese people, Gao Shetun repeatedly proposed that Ashina Yang go to the Shuzheng Hall and implore immigrants to Shibian. But Ashina Yang didn't care about this, resulting in most of the three sergeants in Hezhong being strong with the surnames of Ge Lulu and Zhaowujiu, and when the army was formed, there were only three out of ten Long March athletes from the mainland, which was very different from the Beiting Army and the Anxi Army, which were dominated by Long March athletes.
Gao Shetun also carried Ashina Yang on his back and asked Li Linfu, the right minister, to send Long March athletes and people from the Central Plains who were skilled in farming to the river. Li Linfu attached great importance to Gaoshetun's suggestions, and in the past few years, he has sent nearly 1,000 Long March athletes and more than 10,000 inland people. But for the vast river, such a number of immigrants is only a drop in the water. However, as the two major merchants of Suyeju and Ruyiju continued to move westward, the ensuing inland caravans made the river more Central Plains.
"Ashinayang, is it right or wrong for Li Xiang to hand over the river to you?" Gao Shetun never saw through what kind of scheming was hidden under that heroic and delicate face......
"The festival marshal has a social heart and makes a certain mountain look up." Mou Rasihan looked admiring and snickered inwardly.
Three years ago, taking advantage of the fierce battle between the Tang Army and the Great Food Army, he plotted against Sihan to fish in troubled waters, misled his father to plot against the Black Mountain to kill the Beiting Ya soldiers, and completely defected to the Great Food Army, but left himself with ample retreat. When the Great Food Army was defeated, he did not hesitate to kill his father and usurp the throne, counterattack the Great Food, and used the blood of countless people to forge his own rank.
Mou Ra Sihan thought that the Tang Dynasty would hand over the entire Qarlu Department to him, but who knew that the political affairs hall once again played the trick of "using razing to control raze, and controlling the size of each other", and divided the Qarlu Department into two, so that the stupid and stupid as a pig succeeded to the big leaf protector, and he only got a small leaf protector.
Although he had a grudge in his heart, he hid it in the deepest part of his heart so that no one could notice it. He also considered waiting for an opportunity to assassinate the Zarludo and unite the Qarluq tribes into one.
But Feng Changqing, the protector of the Anxi Prefecture, moved in advance and pulled the Clarlu soldiers he commanded to the Anxi army. Wang Zhengjian of the Beiting Metropolitan Protectorate firmly controlled the Shatuo tribe on the north bank of Suye Water, separating the two Qarluqs. The actions of the Anxi Army and the Beiting Army may have been just to compete with the Hezhong Army for control of the Moxi tribe, but they invisibly cut off the ambition of Mou Ra Sihan, making him dare not act rashly.
At that time, the Hezhong Army was just being built, and Tuozhi City was in ruins, and Ashina Yang had to accept a fait accompli. After all, the entire Qarlu Department was dispatched by the Anxi Army before, and Feng Changqing's move made sense; The headquarters of the Shatuo tribe is in Puzihai, Yizhou, and is under the jurisdiction of the Beiting Army. Even if the saliva lawsuit reaches Chang'an,
(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) Li Linfu's palms and backs of his hands are full of meat, and it is impossible to snub Gao Xianzhi for Ashinayang; The East Palace is even more ironclad that it will stand up for Wang Zhengjian and support the Beiting Army to spread its power to the Suye Water Valley.
In order to fight against his brother, Mou Rasihan did not hesitate to choose to take refuge in Ashinayang, let the Hezhong Army transfer Gelulu warriors, and took the initiative to pay tribute to a large number of horses, cattle and sheep for the deployment of the Hezhong Army. Ashina Yang reciprocated the favor by asking the sage and the political affairs hall to appoint Mou Ra Sihan as the chief historian of the river, and regarded him as a confidant second only to Li Dingbang.
After working with him for three years, Mou Ra Sihan gradually realized that Ashina Yang had a great plan, and that a mere town was by no means the end of his career. When the news came out that the saint wanted to seal the border and become the king, Mou Rasihan thought that he had figured out Ashinayang's mind. And Ashina Yang really sent him as an envoy to Beijing to meet the saints and carry out activities.
In Chang'an City, Mou Ra Sihan went around to pay homage to the powerful, not only met Li Linfu, but also visited Yang Guozhong who was in full swing through Ashina Xiaoyun's recommendation. At this time, Mou Ra Sihan became more and more convinced that Ashinayang's indifferent disguise concealed a fiery desire for profit.
In Chang'an City, Mou Ra Sihan also reaped an unexpected joy, that is, he bought a few cans of fierce oil fire from the Yang family's Hongnong Pavilion. During the Battle of Talas, the fierce oil fire in the sky and the serial charging Tang cavalry made him excited. He has been practicing for a long time, and has already achieved initial results. Helplessly, Wang Zhengjian regarded the fierce oil fire as a treasure and would never give it away easily, resulting in the envy of Mou Ra Sihan and his unattainable hope.
The fierce oil fire bought from Hongnong Pavilion with a lot of money is indeed genuine, but the craftsmen in the Qarlu department can hammer some weapons that are commonly used, and they don't understand how the fierce oil fire is blended. He secretly recruited skilled craftsmen, but he never solved the mystery of the fierce oil fire. But he is not in a hurry, and his tortuous life experience has taught him that it is always the patient who can have the last laugh......
"The heart of the handsome man is thick and bright, and he admires it very much." Dou Wumo sighed sincerely.
After the Great War of Talas, he was selected by Ashina Yang to serve as a judge, and Dou Wumo was not too surprised, after all, as the most loyal subject country of the Tang Dynasty in the land of the river, Bahanna would definitely be favored by the envoy of the Tang River. Dou Wumo was just a little surprised, he thought that Ashina Yang would ask his father to serve as an official in the Hezhong Army, but he didn't expect him to choose himself.
Since serving as a judge, Dou Wumo has been particularly attentive. He not only actively counseled the military aircraft, but also extensively studied the rules and regulations of the Hezhong Army in all aspects. Seeing the Hezhong army grow from scratch and get on the right track day by day, Dou Wumo finally figured out why Bahan's army had been defeated repeatedly.
The Tang Dynasty strengthens the army, from selection to training, from weapons to armor, from war horses to vehicles, from equipment to baggage, from flags to golden drums, from camping to patrolling, every step has rules to follow, and every place strives for excellence. Compared with the Hezhong army, the army of Zhaowu Jiu surnamed Bahanna and other Zhaowu is just a group of guerrillas scattered together, advancing like birds gathering, retreating like beasts, mostly relying on instinct to advance and retreat, only know how to fight for wealth, so the soldiers and horses against the elite soldiers of the Tang Dynasty are indeed vulnerable.
After comparing the Bahanna army with the river army, Dou Wumo pondered Abu again? The Khorasan cavalry under the tent of Muslim. During the Battle of Talas, Dou Wumo was afraid and respectful of the Great Eater Cavalry, who came and went like the wind and gathered and dispersed freely. After roughly understanding why the Tang army was strong, Dou Wumo also found the root of the strength of the Khorasan cavalry.
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