"Chengdu, I've left this matter to you. It's better if I can avoid it. But if I can't avoid it, there's no need to take too much into consideration."

Except for Yang Lin who dared to speak on such matters, everyone else kept silent, and this kind of discussion was meaningless. After they dispersed, Yang Guang said to the only remaining Yuwen Cheng.

"Okay! Your Highness will kill whoever he says, and let me go."

Yuwen Cheng nodded and signaled that he understood. His loyalty to Yang Guang was always expressed in his words.

"Okay, I know I'm not wrong with you. To be honest, I'm very glad to have a powerful right-hand man like you. If you have any bad intentions towards me, I will definitely not be able to sleep or eat. But it turns out that you are trustworthy!" Yang Guang showed a unique smile in recent days. Although the smile was not obvious, it was not to see the happiness and relief in it.

Yuwen Cheng was stunned after hearing this, and then suddenly laughed. But he felt something wrong in his heart. Yang Guang seemed to trust him too much, so he had some dependence. There was no fault in relying on such things, but if the emperor had dependence, it would not be a blessing. How to say it... If Yang Guang was a heroic enough, he would definitely not be able to survive tomorrow, and an emperor should not be dependent on anyone.

Although Yang Guang is sometimes really ridiculous and cruel, he is a person who values ​​friendship and is a testament to history. Those who assisted him ascend the throne, as long as those who have not made fatal mistakes, have achieved a good ending. As for Yang Su's imprisonment, it was because his son Yang Xuangan rebelled for death. Rebellion was already a serious crime to kill the nine clans. Yang Guang missed his old love and sent him to prison to fend for himself. It was precisely because of this that he ended up being killed by his father Yu Wenhua and his father. Once a person like him trusted him, it would be difficult to doubt him again.

"By the way, Chengdu, didn't you say that your two junior brothers are both powerful generals who take the heads of the enemy generals from a million troops like taking objects? I am not at risk with them to protect me. You might as well go back and rest for a while to maintain your energy and deal with the attacks of the King of Han shortly afterwards."

After the two were silent for a while, Yang Guang suddenly said. It seemed that they were discussing, but in fact, it could be seen from the expression on his face that he was giving orders to let Yuwen Cheng go back to rest.

"Okay, then Cheng is back first."

This is also considered compassion for subordinates? Yuwen Cheng thought about it after hearing this, and felt that there would be no accidents with two powerful generals, Yue Fei and Ran Min, who were protected by them. You should know that Yue Fei’s martial arts value is 100, and Ran Min is 102. Two fierce men with a hundred are rare! A few days ago, he also investigated that Xiong Kuohai’s martial arts value is only 103, only a little more than Ran Min and Zhao Yun. As for Qin Qiong, he was only 95, and Wang Bodang didn’t even have 90.

"By the way, Daxing City originally had 100,000 defenders, but a few days ago, most of them disappeared. Can Your Highness know about this?"

Not long after leaving, Yuwen Cheng suddenly remembered something very important, and returned, and brought Yue Fei and the others in.

"I know, there are about 60,000 people. They are all minions and soldiers of the Guanlong nobles. After their father passed away, they returned to their respective families. I seemed to have realized what these people were going to do, but I was not sure. Yang Liang could not support him alone, and Yang Xiu from the Provincial Eunuch has been demoted to a commoner, but he has no soldiers or generals in his hands......"

After hearing this, Yang Guang, who was planning to rest, a trace of solemnity flashed across his face. After a moment of silence, he took out a cigarette from his arms that Yu Wen Cheng gave him, lit it on the oil lamp, took a few deep breaths before saying slowly.

"Hiss... there is such a possibility!" Yuwen Cheng took a breath after hearing this and immediately thought of something. As Yang Guang said, Yang Liang could not support himself, and those gentry would definitely find another chess piece. Yang Xiu, who was also the prince, was chosen by them. However, Yang Xiu had long been demoted to a commoner without soldiers and generals, and he could not make any big waves. In this way, the 60,000 guards who disappeared would definitely be given to Yang Xiu and turned into an anti-army.

"If this happens, the situation seems to be a little unfavorable to us. The Liaoning County soldiers I brought were only 45,000, while the other side had more than 100,000."

After thinking about this clearly, Yuwen Cheng suddenly felt a little tricky and frowned.

"What? Do you have no confidence in yourself? You used 5,000 to kill more than 100,000 Turks in your first battle, and 30,000 to slaughter millions of them the second time. Why are you afraid of more than 100,000 enemies now?"

Yang Guang seemed to be unaffected by this incident at all, and said with a joking meaning.

"How could you be afraid? It's not that he has no confidence, but it's about the safety of Your Highness, and you have to be careful."

Can this be the same? Can regular soldiers who have been trained to fight like slaughtering unarmed ordinary people? The first battle against the Turks was a totally long guerrilla war. In fact, the 20,000 troops almost forced to death by themselves, and fighting Goguryeo was even more lucky. If there were no such flood, it might not have been finished now.

He complained in his heart that Yang Guang was a master of literature and martial arts, and he was also a powerful general who led troops to pacify Nanchen. How could he not even understand this truth?

"Don't worry about the huge gap in force. You can go and rest. No matter what other things are, we will win in this battle." Yang Guang took a calm breath of cigarettes and slowly exhaled them. He yawned with fearlessness, stretched his waist, and waved his hand impatiently to drive him away. "By the way, this thing is so good that I can send more people tomorrow." As he said that, he also pointed to the cigarette in his hand, with a precious look.

"There are so many families in the house that I will be sent tomorrow, but Your Highness, this thing is too much food and harming your body."

Seeing him sucking clouds and spitting out mist and looking like an addict, Yuwen Cheng couldn't help laughing in his heart. Unexpectedly, the Emperor of the Sui Dynasty was also fucked by a cigarette.

He walked out of the palace and rode Oba away. However, he did not rush to the Yuwen Mansion, but returned to the manor he bought not long ago to facilitate those indescribable games with Sister Yang.

She was full of expectations, but she was disappointed after all. Yang Ruyi was not in this manor. Maybe it was because she hadn't been here these days, so she didn't want to live alone. Moreover, Yang Jian's death had a great impact on this little woman who seemed careless and heartless, but was actually the most sentimental.

"Hey! Iron Eating Beast, I'll tell you again, you are a bear animal, and the mount of the ancient great god Chiyou. Can you not be so cute? How shameless? Where is the dignity?"

He was originally disappointed in his heart, but suddenly he saw a black and white dumpling holding a carrot and beating while gnawing. He accidentally got cute by it, and went up to pick it up and threw it on the bed, making a fucking madman.
Chapter completed!