Chapter 463 Tian Ji Horse Racing

Under the close attention of all forces, the Northern Zhou and Northern Qi fell into a stalemate on the battlefield of Pingyang City, but it is not difficult for those with a good eye to see that the Northern Zhou Dynasty withstood the onslaught of the Northern Qi army with a lone army, and the attrition of the two sides was nearly ten times different due to the disparity in troops. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The longer the time drags on, the more unfavorable it will be to the Northern Qi Dynasty, but the Emperor of the Northern Qi Dynasty led the whole country to drive the elite soldiers to the expedition in person, if even a single Pingyang City cannot be recovered, how can he be willing? More importantly, we must be concerned about the power of the Emperor and the entire Northern Qi Dynasty......

In this way, they can only advance but not retreat, but it is difficult to ride a tiger, and the morale of the Qi army will inevitably become weaker and weaker, physically and mentally exhausted, and gradually breed resentment and war-weariness!

Finally, after the Qi army besieged the city for nearly a month, and the main force was injured by a third, Yuwen Yong, who had been worried but forced himself for a long time, felt that the strategy had been achieved, and the fighter plane had arrived, which was fleeting, so he quickly rushed from Chang'an to the border of Tongguan, joined the main force of the Great Zhou, and went north to Pingyang again.

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"Success or failure, but look at the ...... of today"

The morning light is faint and the wind is cold. Many generals of the Northern Zhou Dynasty who have been around since Yuwen Yong are all on fire, looking at the boundless black armor torrent flowing across the plains and mountains, and they all sigh with emotion.

At the end of the line of sight, the Qi army's exploration horses and letter eagles loomed, and they were uncertain. Similarly, since the Zhou army returned to Pingyang, the Tanma and Xinying sent to the Qi army have also been going back and forth endlessly, never cutting off, and always controlling the movements of the Qi army.

Therefore, today's decisive battle is not sudden, but a silent tacit agreement reached by the two sides after testing the friction with small forces many times in the past few days.

In this era of backward communications but advanced reconnaissance, it seems that the two countries will each send more than 100,000 regular soldiers to a large-scale decisive battle, but they should focus on stability, and the three armies should line up and advance slowly, and they should not think of any surprise attack tactics at all, otherwise they will only be dragged down by the inconvenience of command, and will only throw themselves into disarray and give the enemy an opportunity to take advantage of.

The only place that can be done tactically is precisely the temporary arrangement of the left, center, and right armies, but it can only be superficially avoided -- except for the fact that the Chinese army is personally commanded by the emperors of both sides, and it is not appropriate to move lightly, so as to act as reinforcements at a critical moment or to give the enemy a fatal blow at a critical moment, the left and right armies are like two sharp claws to pounce on the enemy formation.

Among them, the quantity and quality of the Chinese army are mostly relatively balanced, depending on the situation, while the left and right armies are of equal quantity, but there is a difference in quality.

The strength of the left, center, and right armies when they are arrayed is as strong as a horse race, and the ideal is to use our weak troops against their strong troops, to avoid prodigal battles as much as possible, and to stick to procrastination; and then use our strong troops against their middle soldiers, and our middle soldiers against their weak soldiers, and attack fiercely with their superiority.

It's a pity that the tens of thousands of soldiers are really too large, and when the three armies march forward in the wilderness, the horizontal formation stretches for twenty or thirty miles. If you want to redistribute the strong, medium and weak forces before the battle, or suddenly change the formation, it is tantamount to a fool's dream.

Therefore, the plan for the distribution of the strength, the middle and the weak of the three armies was actually completely determined after the army was pulled out of the battalion, and began to be deployed and arranged step by step, and at the same time a large number of cavalry was sent to sweep away the scouts of the opposing side, and also mobilized falcons, vultures and other birds of prey to kill and drive away the enemy's letter eagles, so as to ensure that the specific distribution of the strength, medium and weakness of the three armies was not known to the enemy before the engagement.

As for the final strength of the two sides, which is right which one?

There is indeed some element of luck!

But Yu Wenyong, who has always liked to control everything firmly, does not want to gamble in his heart, nor does he want to pin the victory or defeat on illusory luck, although no matter how it is distributed, the imposing Zhou army always occupies an advantage that cannot be ignored in the face of the exhausted Qi army.

Seeing that the army was about to leave the camp, Yu Wenyong was unable to make a decision, contrary to his usual style of killing and decisiveness, all the civil and military forces were surprised and understood, but no one dared to speak out on this matter of national fortune.

Otherwise, once the final defeat is achieved, except for the emperor himself, who is never at fault, can shirk the sentence "Heaven is not good" and gently expose it, who among the courtiers below can afford to carry this fruitless black cauldron of defeat that is enough to destroy the family and the clan?

In the midst of a deep groan, Yuwen Yong inadvertently caught a glimpse of Shi Zhixuan staring at the north, with a thoughtful expression. couldn't help asking: "Pei Aiqing is a scholar of heaven and man, and he must teach me!"

In the eyes of the civil and military or sympathetic or suspicious or inquiring, Shi Zhixuan said calmly: "The minister looks at the qi of the north, but sees that the qi of the dragon and horse is in the middle, cowardly and frivolous, it should be the pseudo-Qi Dujun Gao Wei sitting in the Chinese army;

The aura of a tiger and wolf is on the left, rampant and domineering, and occasionally mixed with a bit of red and yellow gas. Although there are many pseudo-Qi clans, there is such a king, but only Gao Yanzong, the king of Ande, is alone...... The right wing of the enemy must be the division of tigers and wolves led by Gao Yanzong;

The left flank of the enemy, however, is scattered and sluggish, and this is where our army's good opportunity to break through the enemy lies......"

Listening to him talk eloquently, not only did Yu Wenyong gradually change color, but the rest of the civil and military forces were in an uproar and whispered to each other - if what he said was true, then his magic of looking at qi was magical, wouldn't it be appalling? If he was purely tricky, then he dared to mix such groundless nonsense and falsehood in such a military and national affairs, wouldn't he be bold and deceive the king?

Shi Zhixuan turned a blind eye to everyone's expressions, and sat on horseback after speaking, his expression was as indifferent as ever, as if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and his face did not change.

Yu Wenyong took a deep look at him, and decisively ordered: "Qi Wang Yu Wenxian Jie Yu Wensheng Department, 'Pei Ju' Department, and Pu Liuru Jian Department think that the right army is ......."

All the civil and military forces were shocked again, and the emperor did not hesitate to accept the crazy words of 'Pei Ju', and combined the three most elite strong troops of his own side into the right army, aiming at the weakness of the enemy's left flank!

After Yu Wenxian made a loud promise, he couldn't help but glance at Shi Zhixuan, his eyes were complicated. Ask yourself, he has neither the outspoken perseverance of Shi Zhixuan, nor the undoubted decisiveness of Yu Wenyong.

In a moment, Yu Wenyong divided the central and left armies again. The Chinese army was personally led by Yu Wenyong, and it was steady, and the generals who were assigned to the Chinese army secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Only the generals who were assigned to the left army and were going to face Gao Yanzong's tiger and wolf division all had gloomy faces, secretly calling out the misfortune of three lives, and only hoped that they would not bump into Gao Yanzong's knife tip later, otherwise the big defeat and loss would be small, and the small life would be big.

Unconsciously, everyone was convinced of Shi Zhixuan's words of "playing tricks......

In the end, Yu Wenyong admonished again: "...... The rest of the cavalry troops are roaming around and ready to respond!"

Shi Zhixuan took the initiative to say: "Just in case, it is best to be left and right by the Weichen guard, and the Weichen department can be temporarily commanded by Shi Wansui." ”

Yu Wenyong pretended to hesitate for a moment before agreeing, but in fact, even if Shi Zhixuan didn't take the initiative to ask for help, he would eventually tell him so. Without him, only the emperor's heart!

In an instant, the generals were ordered to go to their headquarters.

Yu Wenyong was silent for a long time, and finally couldn't help but ask Shi Zhixuan: "Pei Qing's view of my qi, how is it?"

Shi Zhixuan said respectfully: "Your Majesty's qi, like the yellow clouds supporting the sun, is gloomy and soaring to the sky, it is the image of the great prosperity of Tude, but it is not yet flourishing, but the stamina is endless...... It can be seen that His Majesty will win this battle, and domination of the world is just around the corner."

"Oh......" Yu Wenyong was noncommittal, and Orr asked again: "I don't know how the weather is in Puliurujian?"

Shi Zhixuan said without hesitation: "The qi of Puliu Rujian, which is similar to that of Gao Yanzong, is the qi of a king who stops at one or two points.

Hearing this, Yu Wenyong's face was as usual, but there was an imperceptible strange light in the depths of his pupils that flashed away.

Only Shi Zhixuan, with the close induction of the [Soul Locking Technique], knew that Yu Wen Yong's heart was actually greatly relieved, and he couldn't help but secretly sigh that Yu Wen Yong's heart technique was getting deeper and deeper.

But Yu Wenyong didn't know the magic of the [Soul Locking Technique], and naturally he didn't know that Shi Zhixuan's words were based on his psychological context to prescribe the right medicine, which was far-fetched, so that he could feel at ease for the time being.

In fact, Yu Wenyong's dragon qi is at an unprecedented high peak, but it is already full of hidden dangers, it can be described as a castle in the air, just waiting to swallow the Northern Qi, its dragon qi will reach the peak, and then the hidden dangers that also reach the peak will inevitably erupt and backlash, making its dragon qi flourish and decline......

On the contrary, Yang Jian is still lurking in the abyss under his eyes, and the dragon energy is hidden but not visible, but the rich and noble spirit of Zhu Zi is overflowing, like mountains and mountains, calm and thick, with a clear foundation and deep roots, and the blessings are extensive. Even if he is forced to be helpless at this time and rebels, he will not be easily destroyed, but will be killed until the wind and clouds converge and the dragon qi is revealed......

Of course, the premise of all this is that Shi Zhixuan will push the boat along the river as always, and not reverse too much, otherwise there will still be incalculable variables in the future.

Surrounded by thousands of troops, Shi Zhixuan's always calm and breezy eyes gradually revealed a look of expectation, and the closer he approached the predetermined battlefield, the more irrepressible his interest became.

"It's rare to see the king's confrontation of national fortunes......"

With the previous assertion of hope, once this battle is won, the first credit belongs to him, and compared to charging into battle as a fierce general, he is obviously more willing to be a bystander, silently explore the deep mystery of humanity and luck, so stay by Yuwen Yong's side, and have the advantage of being close to the water, why not?

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Just after noon, the clouds had not dispersed, the field was lonely, and the cold wind carried a disgusting bloody smell.

As far as the eye can see, the dead are pillowed, and scattered ownerless war horses wander and wander, looking for blood-stained dead grass to chew among the scattered armor and equipment.

At the end of the line of sight, the black wave swept away, and the hoarse shouts of killing gradually became smaller, and even far away.

"That's the victory...... it?"

On the high ground surrounded by thousands of troops, the accompanying eunuch He Quan looked sluggish, muttering in disbelief, and the dust in his hand fell to the ground without realizing it.

As one of the only two protagonists, Yu Wenyong's cheeks also trembled, speechless and choked.

Shi Zhixuan was clearly aware of Yu Wenyong's depression, but he also felt the same way, just like he had worked hard to muster up the courage to attack the enemy, but he was defeated before he could exert his strength, making himself powerful and nowhere to go, and he didn't come out with a breath...... That's uncomfortable!

Originally, Shi Zhixuan was also ready to repeat the old trick when the battle situation was stalemate, and manipulated Feng Xiaolian to influence Gao Wei to make wrong orders with the spiritual method, so as to make the Qi army defeat as soon as possible, so as to ensure the complete victory of the Zhou army, reduce the battle damage, and strive to have the spare strength to capture the entire Northern Qi in one fell swoop.

I never thought that at the beginning of the decisive battle, the armor soldiers of the two sides were like a raging tide stretching across the field, Gao Yanzong had just led the right wing of the Qi army to break into the left wing of the Zhou army, killing all sides, invincible, and Yu Wenxian also led the right wing of the Zhou army to break through the left wing of the Qi army...... No matter how you look at it, the winner is not yet clear!

However, before Shi Zhixuan could make a move, the Chinese army of the Qi army, which was personally commanded by Gao Wei, suddenly collapsed, and the soldiers trampled on each other, scattering in an uproar, and the left wing of the Qi army, which was already at a disadvantage, was quickly defeated, and Gao Yanzong, who rushed left and right in the left wing of the Zhou army, was surrounded by a lone army, and had no choice but to retreat......

A grand decisive battle was unexpectedly unexpected, the Qi army was inexplicably defeated, and the Zhou army was also inexplicably victorious, which was eye-catching and speechless.

Only Shi Zhixuan faintly realized that this was probably the perfect match of Gao Wei, Feng Xiaolian, Mu Tipo, Gao Anahong and other faint kings and traitors.

After a long while, Yu Wenyong let out a long breath and said with a wry smile: "The ancients were defeated like a mountain, and today we finally got to see ...... It's a pity, it's not a martial victory!"

Shi Zhixuan smiled and said: "There is a lot of help for the righteous, but there is little help for the unjust, all the antecedents have already been buried, and the consequences are gradually revealed, what does it mean to win without martial arts?" As he spoke, his gaze lingered tightly in the north where the Qi army fled, and his wise and gloomy eyes flashed thoughtfully.

After this defeat, the morale of the Northern Qi army completely collapsed, and the luck frog that symbolized the national power and public opinion of the Northern Qi Dynasty was constantly collapsing, and the pieces of dragon scales that flew like rain turned into a stream of luck again, or devoured by the Yellow Jiao of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, or hidden in the mountains, or drifting in a daze, or belonging to another ......

Like all dynasties on the verge of extinction, the forces of all classes, large and small, either turn to the arms of the victors, or die out helplessly, or preserve their strength, wait and see, or start anew for the future.

And Gao Wei's already frivolous imperial qi is only a flower frame that can be broken like a bubble, but it is Gao Yanzong, the king of Ande, who has gathered some stubborn luck, which seems to be the only hope for Gao's dragon qi to die out and fight back.

"It seems that Jinyang City (Taiyuan, Shanxi) is not easy to fight, if Yuwen Yong is paralyzed and careless, it is really possible to suffer a big loss under Gao Yanzong, after all, the elite under Gao Yanzong retreated this time, and there was no loss......

It's a pity that the general trend has been achieved, and it is not the ability of one or two heroes to turn the tide, even if Gao Yanzong temporarily became the emperor in Jinyang City and gathered many people with lofty ideals in Northern Qi, it is difficult to have the power to return to the sky!"

Shi Zhixuan sighed secretly, and there seemed to be a vast scene in front of him that the Zhou army was chasing after the victory, and all the way to the capital of Qi.

"The siege of Pingyang has been resolved, Pei Qing entered the city with me and appeased all the meritorious soldiers......"

Riding the horse slowly, Yu Wenyong's eyes flickered, obviously weighing how to conquer the city next, how to send a document to collect and surrender the pseudo-Qi Wenwu, how to open a warehouse and release grain to win the hearts of the people...... (To be continued.) )