Zhu Wen looked at his confidants with a smile: "Do you think I have no desire to fight?"

Before those confidants could answer, Xiao Gan had already pointed westward and laughed: "I'm afraid those Tang soldiers would think I have no desire to fight."

The smile on Zhu Wen's face gradually became colder. The meaning was even colder than the night dew on his body: "I dare not fight with the Tang army. I hand over the town and the two states of Cang. Even if I really took everyone to raise the Liang flag elsewhere, how long can I survive in this troubled era? The Tang army is powerful. We only have 60,000 children. Two lonely cities behind us. Is it a frightening person Xiao Zhu? A joke. A man is born in a troubled era. He is afraid that this scene is not big enough and not even more chaotic enough. To survive in this troubled era, only rely on strength. He will win by fighting and defeat the Tang army. Wherever we go, it is just a dead end. Only by defeating them. With these two states, even if the Liang flag is really raised, I, Zhu, want it to be majestic in the country."

Regardless of whether Zhu Wen's words sounded too unrealistic. The situation was so declining. We had to return the entire glory of the Xuanwu Army that year between the two enemies of the Tang Dynasty and the Da Yan Dynasty. However, these long-depressed children of the Liang army remained unchanged when they saw Zhu Wen's majesty and heroic spirit.

The king really had no intention of losing his temper. As long as his waist was still straight and straight, there might be some potential for this general trend.

However, how did this king's confidence come from? How could this overwhelming Tang army defeat them?

Zhu Wen's voice was like a friendship between metal and stone. He looked up to the sky: "Any hero will only thank him for being born in troubled times, not in a leisurely autumn. Only by winning battles, winning attacks, and defeating his enemies can he survive in this troubled times. In such an era, there can only be one hero left in the world. I, Mr. Zhu, just want to be such a person. If you defeat the Tang army, you will live. If you don't win, you will die. It's a real man. This is a pleasure. Why do you have to be like this? The decisive battle period of mother-in-law and mother is not far away."

Everyone was solemn. They just listened quietly to Zhu Wen's thoughts. At this moment, his thin figure seemed to fill a corner of Hebei and also enveloped Cangzhou behind him.

"The news has been found out. King Yan Liu Rengong was indeed killed by Li Cunxiao." He thought the general ran into the commander's tent and said, "I was so angry that he was not angry."

"Hahaha. It's like this. If the sky is not destroyed, I will be there. Please see." Zhu Wen expanded the map and said loudly: "My Daliang now controls Zhenzhou and Cangzhou. It just separates the Tang Dynasty and Dayan. As long as we do not destroy, there will be no danger in the Sixteen Prefectures of Youyun. So we have become Liu Rengong's vassal screen."

The generals couldn't help but take a breath. In this way, they had to accept the attack from the Tang Dynasty for the Sixteen Prefectures of Youyun.

Zhu Wen stopped for a moment and said again. "Originally, we had no chance of development between two major forces. But Liu Rengong is dead. This gives us a great opportunity. Once Liu Rengong dies, his two sons, eldest son Liu Shouwen, and second son Liu Shouguang must fight for the throne. These two are both high-minded people. I, Zhu, dealing with them. Haha. This is not a move that is easy to win."

Having said that, I already understood very well. Once Zhu Wen controlled the Sixteen Prefectures of Youyun, then the Tang Dynasty would have no advantage. The army only needs to cultivate for a few years. There are many horses in the Sixteen Prefectures of Youyun. At that time, the pattern of Liao invasion of Song and Jin soldiers destroying Song will be staged. However, the people here do not know this allusion. Zhao Kuangyin, a boy, was born in the year of the Monkey and Horses in the month. However, his strategic position is the same. However, it has changed from an invasion of ethnic minorities to a confrontation between the Han people.

When the generals thought of this, they couldn't help but feel excited. They asked for their lives to attack Youzhou. Zhu Wen waved his hand: "No hurry. No hurry. It's not too late to wait until the two young men fight to lose both sides. Maybe someone will beg to give this piece of fat to me at that time. Hahaha."

A Khitan camp at Yanmen Pass was struggling to support the crowds of people. Originally, these camps were built so hard that they were dug up for a while. The trenches were left there for a while. The villages were also stuck in a sparse place. There were no defensive facilities on the walls. Everyone was in the chaos. There were today but not tomorrow. The gains of today's plundering were enjoyed. They also worked hard to camp well every day. What were you doing? Cracking a good camp. It may not be necessary that your life will be saved for a few more days.

As soon as Duan Mingyu arrived at Yanmen Pass, he frantically launched a counterattack against the Khitan army. The scale of the war began to tilt. Yelu Abaoji never thought that Duan Mingyu had magic weapons such as mortars. The two sides fought in front of the formation. Rows of Khitan cavalry charged forward like rushing to death. Yelu Abaoji lost tens of thousands of troops and horses, but he didn't necessarily rushed to the other side. Finally, Duan Mingyu's mortars began to get hot and even exploded. The Khitan soldiers took the opportunity to rush closer. The crossbow shot out a rain of arrows. The Khitans broke tens of thousands more.

The war was so decayed. Yelu Abaoji had to order to withdraw his troops. However, Duan Mingyu keenly seized the fighter. His heavy-armored cavalry appeared. After only three or four rounds, the Khitan was defeated. Light cavalry, Tang swords and infantry rushed to the Khitan camp. The Khitan camp did not have many defense measures. In just a moment, countless people rushed down the trench and were trampled on the soles of their feet. These Khitan people with red eyes, whether they were strong men or old women and children, waved the messy weapons in their hands, and were pushed by the crowds from behind. They crossed the trench and hit the trench.

Although Yelu Abaoji's son Yelu Deguang was young, he was a little more alert. Before the Tang Dynasty's soldiers came here, he had already led his confidant men to prepare and guard the wall. The Tang army rolled over overwhelmed. They shot a few rounds of feather arrows, just like raindrops falling in the sea tide. There was no way to see what effect it could do. He hit the village hard. The village suddenly loosened. Many places were immediately hit by this huge momentum.
Chapter completed!