Royal Road

The Shangdang's prefectural palace is no better than the Gaomenhua Mansion, and the winter scenery is really mediocre. The leaves in the backyard are almost all gone. Standing in the yard is not only bleak, but also quite chilly. However, Liang Rong was not afraid of the cold, wearing a shirt with a crotch and cuffs, standing vigorously in the courtyard to practice arrows.

In the past two days of great success, the Chongwen Pavilion was on holiday, and the government had a lot of affairs to deal with, and he couldn't tolerate it. Liang Rong obediently stayed in the backyard. It stands to reason that he should study hard and complete his daily schoolwork. But in the past few days, even the "Mencius" given by Afather can't read it. Liang Rong thinks about what he saw in Houya all day. There is a clear sand table in front of him, setting up ambushes to lure the enemy, fighting in front of the battle, and even the transportation of food and grass in the back. It is almost like watching a big battle with his own eyes. How can he calm down?

So the usual archery practice once every three days has become once a day. He really wished he could stretch his bow and cross the horse and fight with the army!

Holding the bow with one hand, Liang Rong took a deep breath and yanked the bowstring abruptly. He has been practicing arrows for two years. Not only is his posture upright, but his bow-drawing movement is also extremely decisive. However, the arrow feathers shot out, but did not land on the target, but flew to the grass behind, wiping the wooden target.

The brows were frowned, Liang Rong was very unwilling to shoot again, and wanted to try again. However, there was a sound from behind: "Don't shoot, the bow is wrong."

Hearing this sound, Liang Rong turned his head in surprise: "Yi...Master Yi!"

He did not call him "General", but changed his name to "Master", which invisibly narrowed the distance between the two. Yi Yan had taught Liang Rong archery, but he called it on this occasion, and it was more of a plea for advice.

Yi Yan also did not see outside, took the bow in Liang Rong's hand, and pulled the string: "The bow you just changed?"

Liang Rong's face was red: "Exactly."

He has been practicing arrows for a long time, and he consciously needs to change from a child's small bow to an ordinary soft bow before he found it.

"There are strengths and weaknesses. Your arm strength is insufficient. Using this bow will only bring you a biased posture. When you can pick up a half-stone heavy object, change the bow." Yi Yan hit the arrow and plucked the string at will. Falling firmly on the bull's-eye, Liang Rong looked at him with another burst of excitement.

Liang Rong has always known that Yi Yan is very good. When they were in Liang's mansion, they did not know how many times they were in the same room. However, at that time, his mind was still on his father, and he had never experienced Yi Yan's strength firsthand. His prejudice was eliminated in the battle of the party. Instead, there was a sense of admiration.

Yi Yan also didn't expect Liang Rong to be so behaved, and returned the bow: "These days, are you still safe in the Shangdang? If you think the personal soldier is easy to use, you can stay with you."

Liang Rong took the bow and blinked, "Guys? Are these people not sent by my father?"

Wasn't it because my father missed him and sent someone to guard him?

How could Yi Yan guess Liang Rong's little thoughts: "These are my personal soldiers. The lord entrusts you to me, and I naturally want to protect you."

Hearing this, Liang Rong didn't know what it was like. Father really trusts the person in front of him, otherwise he would not say such a thing. And this person actually sent a soldier to protect himself? The personal soldiers are all elites in the army, even a general of Yi Yan's level, it is impossible to have too many personal soldiers. A general who is about to go to the battlefield needs personal protection more than him, a child who stays in the rear city to avoid danger.

Shaking his head, Liang Rong whispered: "I don't know that it is your personal soldier. I am very well in the prefectural palace. Please also ask Master Yi to accept the personal soldier."

Now Yiyan also heard something wrong. After looking at the little guy who was longer and more like the lord, he rarely softened his tone: "It’s okay. I have to stay in the Shangdang for a while. When I leave, I will tell the lord Please."

Liang Rong responded, and the two fell silent.

Seeing Liang Rong's slightly depressed look, Yi Yan sighed in his heart, and then said: "Listen to Cui Taishou, you have heard a lot of the battle these days?"

This is something Liang Rong has been thinking about, he couldn't help but cheer up: "The enemy coach, really you shot to death with an arrow?"

"Yes." Yi Yan said.

"But didn't the coach wear a light armor? Or did you shoot him in the face?" Liang Rong hurriedly asked.

"The three-stone bow used broke the breastplate." Yi Yan answered very simply.

Liang Rong's eyes widened, and he took a deep breath: "Can I really break the armor?"

"General Li was able to enter the stone with an arrow back then, so it is naturally not difficult to enter the armor." Yi Yan rarely said an allusion to Li Guang.

Unexpectedly, Liang Rong could understand, and his eyes became more curious: "The enemy general did not bring a personal soldier? Or did you say you rushed in front of him?"

"It's an ambush. After the defeat, I led a team to encircle and force him into a trap."

"Which way should they escape? Wouldn't the ambush be wasted?"

"The soldiers are in a state of disarray, so I can't afford to think about it. As long as they are chased properly, they can always drive their prey into a blind spot.

"Then how can they be defeated?"

"..." Facing the constant questioning at this moment, Yi Yan was also a little speechless. He didn't like to boast about martial arts in front of others, but this questioning appearance really reminded him of himself back then. Did he look like this in the eyes of the lord back then?

After breaking a branch, Yi Yanxin drew a sketch on the ground: "The two armies are less than three miles together, as long as you stop the main enemy force here, block for two moments, and then use cavalry to rush into the formation..."

Liang Rong did not expect that this cold-faced general would draw a picture to explain the war to him. However, for the little guy who has just experienced the impact of the war, it is really hard to resist. Especially the people who listened to the main battle carefully explained the key to the marching formation, which is even more fascinating! The only thing left was a little awkward and flew out of the nine clouds. He couldn't bear to blink his eyes. Liang Rong stood aside and listened to this rare art of war lesson with interest.

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"Bo Yuan also sent Liu Cong's head?" Hearing this, Liang Feng couldn't help laughing. However, after laughing, there was another violent cough.

These days, the temperature is getting lower and lower, and his body is beginning to deteriorate. It is estimated that the defense of the city was too exhausted in the previous period, and the cold food and the remaining poison have not disappeared, which damaged the foundation and induced cold syndrome. Because of this, he was ordered to lie down on the couch by Jiang Da and the others, and he switched on a silver-silk carbon heater and kept it well with decoction, only to reluctantly have some physical strength.

This victory really lifted his spirits. The Shangdang rescued the siege and killed Liu Yuan’s son again. How could it not be so happy!

"This time, beating more than 10,000 enemies is really a big win. However, Gaodu's defenders suffered a lot of losses, nine hundred were killed in battle, and many wounded." Duan Qin reported from the side.

"It's also a hard fight..." Liang Feng sighed, "The pension must be issued as soon as possible. The upper party's guard can't be relaxed. Liu Yuan suffered such a big loss, maybe how will he respond. The place that can be cultivated in winter should be cultivated as soon as possible. Continue to contain the stream...cough cough cough~"

Before he finished speaking, Liang Feng coughed again. Qingmei hurriedly beat him back and gave him soup again, just wanting her host to be more comfortable.

On the side, Zhang Bin couldn't see it. He frowned and said, "The lord should take good care of his illness. I have to wait for me to stare at these trivial things. Why bother?"

Liang Feng drank a mouthful of the sweet soup, and felt itchy in his throat, before he said: "I've been lying down for more than ten days, and it's better to do some official business. By the way, this time I have to do more for Tuoba Xianbei. This can't be delayed any longer."

Yi Yan's letter also mentioned Tuoba Yulu's attitude. The hardships of this battle have been multiplying, and it has also revealed the Shangdang's trump card. How can Tuoba Yulu as an ally ignore it? Maybe I have to tell my uncle when I go back. This tiger should move a little bit, not let them be too leisurely.

Zhang Bin nodded and asked casually, "What about Liu Cong's head? What should I do with it?"

Liang Feng was taken aback for a moment. Yes, this is indeed a problem. It is not uncommon to kill the rebel generals this year and hang on the top of the city. However, Liu Cong is Liu Yuan's beloved son. If the treatment is too extreme, it may attract the Huns to attack. But it was not very appropriate to return this head bag to Liu Yuan. Not to mention the war between the two countries, what if it is regarded as a provocation?

However, after thinking about it for a moment, he suddenly smiled: "Naturally, I want to send it to Luoyang with the good news."

Liu Cong is the head coach of the enemy army. At the same time, this problem was thrown into the hands of the court. Liu Cong was originally a general canonized by the court. How to deal with it was not the final decision in Luoyang Palace. As for who is speaking in Luoyang Palace, you have to look at it separately.

A smile appeared on Zhang Bin's lips, and he said, "I will handle it properly for the lord."

This is also the answer he most wants to hear. Since the request for grain, the lord also recollected and began to understand the effects of these small methods. Politics is not more than war, not so simple and decisive. On the contrary, it is mostly undercurrents. If you can't use tricks, you will capsize in the gutter sooner or later. But this Liang Zixi is talented and intelligent, and he can see through it, far beyond imagination.

Alas, this one is really good everywhere, but his body is too bad. How can the founding king be short-lived? Fortunately, the Lord Lord bears the Buddha's name, and he has a confidante who is always victorious and undefeated. Otherwise, just this weak body would be enough to make the foundation turbulent.

Thinking of this, Zhang Bin said again: "The siege of Shangdang is temporarily closed, and Jinyang will start to consolidate troops. The lord should consider using Linghu Kuang, or Li Jun and others."

Is this to let him train other generals? Liang Feng frowned slightly, but did not refute. When holding a county in hand, it is not wrong to be led by Yiyan. But with a state in hand, the generals under his command must be increased in levels, and at least a few generals who can command battles at the county level are required. This not only involves the division of rights, but also a strategic balance. It's hard to say that we have to check and balance all parties...

"Just use Li Jun." After a while, Liang Feng had the answer.

Zhang Bin nodded secretly again. Although Linghu Kuang was obedient, his roots were Linghu Sheng. In order to avoid the continued expansion of Linghu's line, it was the best plan to promote Li Jun, an unfounded general.

Duan Qin also knew the meaning of Zhang Bin's words, and sighed softly: "The lord must also reward General Yi well."

He knows better than Zhang Bin the once tense relationship between the lord and Yi Yan. Decentralization is a must, but it can't chill the hearts of the people in the Liang family.

"This is natural." Liang Feng raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, finally showing fatigue on his face.

Seeing this, Duan Qin and Zhang Bin didn't delay, they quickly settled their business and left. Liang Feng pushed away the tea soup served by the green plum. Yiyan still has to stay in the Shangdang for a few days. When the situation is settled, he will be recruited back. And Rong'er, always get together, just after a year...

As if which heartstring had been plucked, Liang Feng let out a long sigh and leaned on Pingji.

The author has something to say: Wait, why is there still a pity for Liu Cong?

There are a lot of five and sixteen kingdoms proclaiming emperors, but there are really few reliable ones, otherwise they won't be unstable.

Liu Congwo just picked a few words from Baidu

Liu Cong is a brave superman, has extensive knowledge of classics, and is good at writing articles. During his reign, he successively sent troops to break Luoyang and Chang'an, captured and killed Emperor Huai and Emperor Jin of Jin, and destroyed the Western Jin regime and expanded large areas of territory. Politically, a set of political system of dividing and ruled by Hu and Han was created. But at the same time, he slaughtered, favored the eunuchs and Jin Zhun and others, and even neglected the political affairs in the late reign, only indulging in sensuality.

This is a strange man with four queens standing side by side, really... don't regret it..._(:з」∠)_