"In that case, don't blame me for not being gracious..."
Following this sentence, Yang Guang also seemed to make up his mind, and said: "Come here, pass me the patron King Yang Lin, the general Zhang Xutuo, Yu Wenshu, and come to see the children..."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Knowing that Yang Guang had been murderous, even Shi Zhixuan did not speak very wittily, but silently meditated on something in the hall.
Not long after...
Backer King Yang Lin with white beard and hair, as well as Zhang Xutuo, Yu Wenshu, and several people who came to protect the children, also appeared in the hall in a hurry.
"Old minister Yang Lin, see your majesty!"
"Chen Zhang Xutuo, Yu Wenshu, come to protect the children, and see your majesty!"
"Everyone, Aiqing is exempt."
In the face of these proud generals in his hands, even though Yang Guang was full of anger in his heart, he did not show any signs of anger. It was just that his complexion was slightly gloomy than usual, but only this slight change made these very familiar to Yang Guang. People smelled an unusual smell.
Not to mention, today Yang Guang summoned them in a hurry, it was against common sense, obviously something important happened.
"Your Majesty, I don't know if the ministers are waiting here, what's the point?"
"Pei Aiqing, let's talk about it."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Pei Ju on the side nodded, and in the curious eyes of a few people, he also told the whole story.
"Unreasonable!"
"Bastard... eat something inside and out!"
"Such a wolf-hearted person is really insulting me!"
When I learned that Buddhism and the Li family of Taiyuan had colluded with the Turkic people, even Yang Lin, a respected and long-time patron king, was outraged...
Not to mention the other people.
They all followed Yang Guangnan in the Northern War, flattening the Tuyuhun, fighting the Turks, conquering Goguryeo, and half-life military horses. In order to defend the Great Sui Jiangshan, they paid a lot of blood and sweat...
And now, some people are colluding with the Turks for their own sake...
Such behaviors of leading wolves into the room simply touched the sensitive nerves of several people's hearts!
But when he saw Yang Lin's expression stern, he bowed his salute, and said, "Your Majesty... the old minister is not talented, I implore your decree. The minister is willing to lead the army and fight the Turks to the death! It is bound to stop the Turks! Outside Tongguan, never let these wolves damage my great rivers and mountains!"
"Uncle Wang's mind, I know..."
Yang Guang waved his hand, first signaled Yang Lin to get up, smiled somewhat relievedly, and then shook his head: "But Uncle Wang is very old, and the journey to Tongguan is far away. It's a long journey. I'm worried that Uncle Wang's body will be overwhelmed... Let Zhang Xutuo be the vanguard, first lead an army of 300,000, and rush to Tongguan to garrison with the local defenders to resist the Turkic invasion."
"As for Uncle Wang, as the coach, how about leading an army of 800,000 to fight the Turks?"
Speaking from the heart, Yang Lin, the king of the mountain, is the most trusted person in Yang Guang.
And he is his own uncle.
He has been fighting on the battlefield for almost his entire life. There is no blood offspring under his knees. He has only adopted a few sons and also fought with Yang Lin. It is the famous "Thirteen Taibao".
But after all, Yang Lin is very old, so he rushed to Tongguan in such a hurry, all the way up, in case something went wrong...
It's only for Yang Guang, but a great loss!
"Since your Majesty is so sympathetic to the veteran, the veteran has no choice but to comply with the order..."
With Yang Lin's experience, it is natural to understand Yang Guang's kindness this time, but it's hard to go anymore.
Anyway, Zhang Xutuo can be regarded as a strong general.
In history, many times led the army to quell rebellions in various places. Weizhen Dongxia was considered the pillar of the Sui Dynasty, and was ordered to crusade against Wagangzhai. There were more than 30 battles and repeated victories.
Compared to when Yang Lin was young, there is nothing worse than Yang Lin!
"Hey, it's really eventful!"
A thought flashed in his mind, after arranging the generals, Yang Guang also said with emotion.
Turks are no better than Goguryeo. Almost all the people are soldiers, and all are first-class knights. Hundreds of thousands of Turks are equal to hundreds of thousands of cavalry.
In the era of cold weapons, the power of cavalry is naturally unimaginable.
Although Da Sui tried his best to deploy troops and generals, it may not have a sufficient chance of winning, but in order to deal with a small East Turk, so much effort is equivalent to the various hidden dangers that were originally forcibly suppressed by Yang Guang. Opportunity...
Once the Great Sui lost its deterrent power to suppress the Quartet, the heroes were everywhere, and the country was overthrown, but it was just a matter of a moment.
This is what Li Yuan and others hope to see.
Faced with such a situation, the only way is to eliminate the Turkic people as soon as possible...
"Hey--"
Thinking of this, Yang Guang also frowned deeply, muttering: "It seems that you still have to ask the national teacher to take action!"
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grassland.
On the grassland, you can see hundreds of fat sheep, horses and cows everywhere.
At this time, the pasture was plump, and the area of a thousand miles, twenty or thirty miles, was flat and green everywhere. The cattle and sheep were at ease, waving their tails, and their fur shiny in the sun.
No one expected that the Turkic reaction would be so fast.
In just a few months, the leader of the East Turks, Jie Li Khan, resolutely gathered all the tribes in the East Turks, forming a cavalry of 500,000...
And this cavalry team, although seemingly hasty, was baptized by menstrual blood and fire.
Behind it, there are countless corpses piled up with numerous victories!
In front of the East Turkic king's tent, hordes of cavalry were constantly patrolling within dozens of miles around the king's tent.
These cavalry soldiers, all of them incomparably sturdy, full of murderous aura, at first glance they are a hundred warriors. Although they are in front of the East Turk King’s tent, they did not show the slightest sloppyness. On the contrary, they looked serious and eagle-eyed. Langgu, the cowhide crossbows are also clenched in his palms at all times.
The Turkic people were originally a nation on horseback, and these cavalrymen in front of the king's account were not only brave and good at fighting, but they were all first-class shooters!
Under such strict precautions, let alone an enemy, even a fly would never break in!
In the king's account, Jie Li Khan, who is only 30 years old, is naturally young and strong, with a burst of light in his eyes from time to time, just lying on the bench of random animal skins, but like a lion resting!
The boundless grassland evokes a trace of emotion from Jie Li Khan.
"Unexpectedly, this piece of land that belonged to others in the past is now surrendered to my feet... Yang Guang, child, one day, I will cut off your head and hang it on a high flagpole!"
"Sweat, I won't wait long this day."
Beside Jie Li Khan, a man with the appearance of a commander spoke.
