Royal Road

After driving the scattered Xiongnu troops out of the country, Yi Yan led his troops back to the city. At this time, three days have passed since the war, and the battlefield has been cleaned up long ago. It should be burned, buried, and the soldiers escorted it to Liang Mansion, preparing to start the construction of Wubao. There are also the weapons, horses, and grains acquired on the battlefield, and even the dead horse corpses, all put back to the fullest. It can be seen that the efficiency of county officials is not low.

However, when he saw the line of honor guards lined up outside Lucheng City Gate, all the soldiers were surprised. Did the monarch personally come to welcome them? There are not only honor guards, but also the people crowded on both sides of the road. Expectation is shining in everyone's eyes, just like heroes who have joined the road to welcome the expedition.

Most of the soldiers in the army were newly attached refugees, and the others were soldiers who had never fought any big scenes. When they saw such a scene, they all had red faces, their chests and stomachs folded, and they wanted to show infinite glamour. The fear in my heart and the pain on my body disappeared, leaving nothing but pride.

Yi Yan was also taken aback. The lord had welcomed him back victoriously before, but he had never put up such a battle. However, seeing the figure standing under the banner, he couldn't help but urge the horse to sprint down towards the gate of the city.

The coach accelerated his pace, and the soldiers below naturally followed closely. Immediately, smoke and dust were everywhere, galloping horses like electricity. How the people in the city have seen such scenes are all trembling and silent. Liang Feng's lips showed a smile, watching the white horse galloping in front of him.

Pulling on the reins, Yi Yan turned over and jumped off his horse, and knelt on one knee: "He Lao is here to welcome you, your subordinates are not ashamed!"

Behind him, Sun Jiao, Wang Long, and other generals also knelt in the dust. The murderous army suddenly turned into a docile lamb, bowing to their only master.

Looking at the young Jie Ren who is also very tall and straight in the kneeling posture, Liang Feng couldn't hide his appreciation. It is not easy to grow from a brave general who only knows brute force to a general who can skillfully use the art of war and command the army. Just this battle is enough to make Yi Yan famous. At the beginning, I used Huo Qubing to motivate him to learn the art of war. Now it seems that he already has the talent and prestige of a champion general.

With a smile on his face, Liang Feng stepped forward and held Yi Yan's arm: "If Boyuan hadn't defeated the enemy in this battle, how could the people live in peace? The heroes of the monarchs can stand up for me!"

His voice was clear, echoing in front of the wide city gate, and echoing in everyone's hearts.

Facing the twinkling of admiration and trust in those twin stars, Yi Yan lowered his throat and said loudly: "If there is no lord, how come my soldiers? May the lord stick to the upper party!"

As if beaten up in blood, the soldiers from below also spoke together: "I wish to stand by the party for the monarch!"

These words, like clear water dripping into the boiling oil, caused the people to cheer. They may not understand the meaning of allegiance to such an army. But everyone clearly understands that as long as there is a mansion, as long as there is this strong team guarding the Shangdang, they can live here. There is no need to be afraid of the wolves like the Huns and thieves, and there is no need to dodge the dumb officials like tigers and leopards!

In troubled times, is there anything more exciting than this?

The joy was thundering, and the great city trembles. Liang Feng breathed a sigh of relief in the bottom of his heart. It was not easy to win this battle, so the changes made this victory to its fullest effect. And if you want a murderous army to always have a clear consciousness and humanity, you must give them a sense of honor and belonging, and give them things that they need to protect with their hands.

Just like the Yue family army, like the Qi family army, like the iron and steel team that went deep into the masses and fought endless battles.

Lifting Yi Yan up, Liang Feng smiled and said, "Bo Yuan, come back to the office with me."

Holding his own hands, firm and strong. The person in front of him is no longer just sick. The rare sunshine in the winter makes the tall and straight figure like a Qiongshan Yushu, and also makes the pale cheeks a little more radiant and bloody. Just standing in front of him can overwhelm everything in the world.

At the flawless smile, Yi Yan lowered his eyes and promised in a low voice.

Beautifully finished the welcoming ceremony, after returning to the mansion, Liang Feng did not have the relaxed look outside. Straightforward: "Bo Yuan, do you think the Xiongnu will attack the Shangdang again?"

It was about the safety of a county, Yi Yan immediately calmed down, pondered for a moment, and said: "The Shangdang is on the side of the Huns. I'm afraid they won't let it go."

This answer is exactly the same as Liang Feng thought. The geographical location of the Shangdang means that it will never die with the Huns. Here not only borders Xihe State, the base camp of Han, but also guards the two major fortresses of Luoyang and Yecheng. Don't talk about the ambition and need to rule the world, as long as he shows his true strength, even if he thinks that he can't let others snoring on the side of the couch, Liu Yuan will not let go of the party.

With a long sigh, Liang Feng said, "I think so too. Liu Yuan is a superstar, so how can he let it go? If the Huns attack again, the previous tactics may not be effective anymore."

Yi Yan does not deny this point: "If the enemy is replaced by heavy armor, the effectiveness of the thunderbolt cannon will be greatly reduced. Cavalry spears can only attack it, and our army lacks heavy armor. It is a luxury to use cavalry to rush into battle. ."

Whether it's a blasting gun or a broken spear, it is a dead thing in plain terms. This time it is possible to have such a fruitful battle result, which depends entirely on the commander's tactical use. Without the psychological pressure of strong walls and clear fields and beacon fires, it would be impossible for them to lock the enemy's marching route and set up a position in Xizhangpo to wait for work. The subsequent cavalry assault took advantage of the enemy's defeat, lack of morale, unstable military spirit, and unable to successfully complete the formation.

If the enemy is replaced with heavy armor, the iron pellets fired by the thunderbolt guns will not be able to effectively kill, and the subsequent bursts of bows and crossbows will be greatly reduced. And if the enemy is in a good position, there are crossbowmen and cavalry on the flanks to cover, how can they tolerate a team of light cavalry in leather armor with spears. Even in the Western Middle Ages, lancers must be dressed in heavy armor, otherwise it would be a pipe dream to cross the long-range attack in the infantry camp.

The most terrible thing is that the Huns are richer than the Shangdang. How can it be a huge force that can establish a country, as long as he has the heart, Liu Yuan will gather enough heavy armor. But Liang Feng's family background is beyond the reach of heavy cavalry.

"If you fight again, it will be a hard fight." Liang Feng said, and said the answer that both of them knew well. As far as the party’s current strength and composition are concerned, it is completely incapable of fighting a counterattack. But if you stick to it, no matter if it's a troop or a tribe of Liangfu, you must shoulder the task of farming. If spring ploughing is delayed due to war, a large number of refugees are gathered, and there is not enough food, the Shangdang itself will be in chaos.

"Unfortunately, you can't use gunpowder before the war. If there is another victory in Lucheng, I am afraid that the Xiongnu will be able to converge a bit." Yi Yan said.

Gunpowder is the biggest secret weapon in their hands, used on the frontal battlefield, especially in broad daylight, completely losing its deterrent effect. When it is known that this is a weapon and an illegal technique, the psychological suppression will be self-defeating. Therefore, even though the formula of gunpowder has made great progress this year, it was not used in the face of the enemy in the end.

The Huns did not run into the party before, on the one hand because they wanted to face off with Sima Teng; on the other hand, it was not without the brilliant effects of the original night attack. In this era, not many people can overcome the psychological offensive of "God Blessed". However, now this battle has been won, but the "miracles" have been wiped out. I am afraid it will be difficult to suppress Han in the future.

"Lucheng Great Victory..." Hearing this, Liang Feng's heart suddenly moved, remembering one thing, and immediately got up and said: "You follow me."

For unknown reasons, Yi Yan followed Liang Feng to the back house of the government office. Now the back house of the Prefect’s Mansion has been divided into several large blocks. Liang Feng and his son only occupied a small courtyard, and the others were allocated either to Chongwenguan or Cangshu Pavilion, where many scholars and professors lived. After bypassing a courtyard wall, Liang Feng led Yi Yan into a small courtyard. There are only two or three rooms in the courtyard, not to mention the pavilions and pavilions, there are not even a few trees. But the people who live do not care at all.

Pushing open the door of the house, Liang Feng stopped because he couldn't set foot in the house. Paper **** of various sizes were thrown all over the floor, and many books were left in a mess. Five or six pieces of blackboard were hung on the blackboard used for verification, and each piece was painted like a ghost symbol, and it was completely unclear what was written. A man with a shabby bun and ruffled clothes was writing something at his desk, even if the door was opened, he didn't mean to look up at all.

With a wry smile on his face, Liang Feng called out: "Zi Le!"

Li Xin didn't seem to hear it, and reached out and scratched the bun with the pen he was holding, and messed up the hair a little bit more.

In this way, Liang Feng can bear it, but Yi Yan can't. Walking forward with a dark face, he grabbed the manuscript in front of Li Xin and said coldly, "Professor Li, the lord is here!"

"You..." The proof was suddenly confiscated, and Li Xin wanted to curse. But fortunately, his nerves weren't strong enough to face Yi Yan's terrifying face, and he could stand aside like no one. After half talking, he quickly shut up.

Looking eagerly at the manuscript that was hijacked by the other party, Li Xin had to stand up and salute Liang Feng: "I don't know what the man is doing? Can I return the manuscript when I just counted the critical moment?"

It's true that three sentences stay in the line. Liang Feng said: "Come to find Zile, naturally it is important. I remember that you and Zhichuan seemed to have discussed some astronomy matters before, and he was very angry?"

Hearing what Liang Feng said, Li Xin snorted coldly, and his nostrils were almost poked into the sky: "That kid is not good at math and he is stubborn. It is a waste of time to discuss with him!"

Regardless of how the other party ridiculed Ge Hong, Liang Feng directly showed his intention: "You are discussing, but the solar eclipse?"