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Volume 2: The Suave Romance Chapter 459: Initiative

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    Yuwen Yong slowly opened his eyes, and the dazzling light made him quickly close his eyes again, and his sluggish and chaotic mind slowly woke up.

    "Am I dead?" Yu Wenyong couldn't help but recall what happened before he lost consciousness.  Thinking of this, Yu Wenyong's closed eyes immediately opened again, looked around, and shouted with some urgency and fear: "Yu Wenhu, where are you?"

    "Your Majesty, are you awake? Your Majesty is awake, please come quickly!"

    In the haze, a surprise call came from his ears, and then Yu Wenyong heard the sound of chaotic footsteps, and many familiar faces soon appeared in front of him.

    "Your Majesty, you are finally awake!" This was the voice of Wei Xiaokuan. At this time, his face was extremely haggard, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked much older and more depressed. He no longer looked as bold and energetic as before.  .

    Yu Wenyong shook his head gently and wanted to get up, only to find that he was lying on the bed. His whole body was so weak that he could hardly move. His brain was even more groggy and slow to react.

    "Wei Aiqing" The voice was very dry and hoarse. It was obvious that Yu Wenyong was extremely weak at this time.

    "Your Majesty, I'm here!" Wei Xiaokuan said in a trembling voice, and knelt down beside the bed. His cloudy eyes shone with excitement and joy, and there was even a touch of moist water in them, which made the bloodshot eyes in his eyes fade away.  few.

    "Where is this? How many days have I been unconscious?" Yu Wenyong asked weakly, tilting his head.  From the expressions on the faces of the ministers around him, Yu Wenyong probably understood that he must have been unconscious for a long time, and those thrilling things before were probably nightmares.

    But after he woke up, Yu Wenyong's mood became heavier.  He was defeated, defeated at the hands of a junior, and in such an embarrassing and shameless manner.

    "Your Majesty, this is the Governor's Mansion of Pingyang City. You have been unconscious for three days and three nights. God bless you, Your Majesty, you are finally awake!" Wei Xiaokuan's mood had calmed down a lot at this time, but he could still see obvious relief on his face.  A lot.

    "Three days? So long?" Yu Wenyong was startled and murmured to himself. Then he changed the topic and said anxiously: "Wei Aiqing, what happened after I fell into coma that day? What's going on in Jinyang?"

    Hearing this, Wei Xiaokuan couldn't help but fell silent. The excitement and joy on the faces of the generals around him also faded a lot, becoming a little heavy and serious.

    "Speak, what happened?" Yu Wenyong's heart tightened, his breathing became more and more constricted and disordered, and a sickly blush suddenly appeared on his pale face. He struggled to get up, but he fell heavily as soon as he left the bed.  , but thanks to Wei Xiaokuan's quick eyesight and quick hands, he was able to hold him up, so he no longer suffered physical pain.

    "Your Majesty, you are injured. You should not be excited. Lie down quickly!" Wei Xiaokuan looked at Yu Wenyong nervously and concernedly. After the latter's stiff body relaxed and his excitement slowly calmed down, he continued: "Your Majesty, yesterday  King Gao Changgong of the Sui Dynasty of Qi State and his son Gao Xing, Duke of Beiping County, have led 50,000 troops to Jinzhou and are now setting up camp twenty miles outside the city. They have not launched an attack on our army yet!"

    After a pause, Wei Xiaokuan continued: "General Liang Shiyan, the governor of Jinzhou, has arranged all defense work, and the city has sufficient supplies. If the Qi people dare to commit a minor offense, they will definitely not be able to get away!"

    "I'm so happy, it's him again! Ahem!" Yu Wenyong couldn't help but clenched the quilt tightly, his eyes full of resentment and anger, and he gritted his teeth.

    "How many of the 60,000 troops are back?" Yu Wenyong still had a trace of luck in his heart.

    Wei Xiaokuan looked at Yu Wenyong, hesitated for a long time and then said hesitantly: "Less than eight thousand."

    Yu Wenyong was shocked all over, his eyes widened with a look of disbelief.

    A hundred thousand troops, a hundred thousand troops, were completely wiped out.  It has been many years since the Great Zhou Dynasty suffered such heavy losses!

    Yu Wenyong¡¯s heart was bleeding and twitching violently. The huge pain made his whole body tremble slightly and his breathing became increasingly difficult.  Yu Wenyong was about to speak, but suddenly he coughed violently, his face suddenly turned red, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

    "Your Majesty" Wei Xiaokuan and others immediately exclaimed. The maid was busy wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. The imperial doctor who accompanied the army immediately took the pulse of Yuwen Yong. Everyone was nervous and their hearts were broken.  Just put it down and hang it up again.

    However, a middle-aged man with a somewhat pale face standing behind everyone had a panicked and nervous face, but there was an inexplicable color flashing in his eyes. Everyone in the audience was focused on Yu Wenyong, and no one saw him.

    This person is Yang Jian, the Duke of Sui Dynasty. Three days of cultivation allowed him to recover a lot.  For three days, he ignored his physical pain and had been waiting for Yu Wenyong with a group of civil and military personnel until the latter woke up at this time.

      "Your Majesty's body is still very weak. He needs to rest and should not be disturbed." The imperial doctor carefully examined Yu Wenyong's body and then said to everyone with a solemn expression.  After saying that, the imperial doctor took a deep look at Wei Xiaokuan and then stood up and left.

    Wei Xiaokuan's expression changed, and he looked at Yu Wenyong with concern and said: "Your Majesty, the failure of Jinyang is all the fault of Wei Chen's improper command. Wei Chen is willing to accept any punishment from you. I only hope that your Majesty will be well soon!"

    "Huh"

    Yu Wenyong closed his eyes, waved his hands tiredly, and said slowly: "This matter can be discussed later. The top priority is to stick to Pingyang. Wei Aiqing, please!"

    The shame and self-blame on Wei Xiaokuan's face became even worse, and a flash of determination flashed in his eyes. He bowed to the end and said categorically: "Your Majesty, you can rest in peace and cultivate yourself, and I won't disturb you! You can rest assured, but I have a sigh of relief.  Now, we will never let Qi people step into Pingyang City!"

    Yu Wenyong didn¡¯t speak, and his breathing became long and gentle.

    Wei Xiaokuan stood up silently, asked the maid to serve Yu Wenyong well, and then waved for everyone to leave together.

    When Wei Xiaokuan returned to the courtyard where he temporarily lived in the governor's mansion, the imperial physician who had previously treated Yu Wenyong was already waiting at the door as he expected.  Wei Xiaokuan and the imperial physician looked at each other, and without saying a word, they walked into the house together.

    Wei Xiao left the crowd behind, closed the door, and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Wang, how is the emperor's health?"

    Yu Wenyong is involved in the rise and fall of a country and the life and death of all people, and he cannot tolerate Wei Xiaokuan being careless.  Especially at this time when the Zhou army was newly defeated and the morale of the army was fluctuating, any small change could cause huge turmoil.

    Doctor Wang shook his head sadly, frowned, and said worriedly: "The emperor was angry, and he also suffered from wind and cold, which caused serious injuries to his heart and lungs, and his body was extremely weak. The most worrying thing is that the emperor has depression in his heart.  , if it cannot be resolved, it will be very difficult to fully recover. Now that the Qi army is pressing down, I'm afraid"

    Although Imperial Physician Wang did not finish speaking, Wei Xiaokuan already understood what he meant, and his face suddenly became extremely serious and dignified.  He understood that Yu Wenyong was not sick physically, but in his heart.  The failure of the Battle of Jinyang not only suffered a blow to Yuwen Yong, but also found it difficult for Wei Xiaokuan to accept it.

    Since the battle of Yubi became famous all over the world, Wei Xiaokuan has never lost so embarrassingly and miserably in the past decades, and the losses suffered by the Northern Zhou Dynasty were also unprecedentedly heavy.  One hundred and fifty thousand troops were laid to waste on the land of Qi State, and what they exchanged for such a huge loss was only the land of three states, which was so different from the expected goal.

    In this battle of Jinyang, Wei Xiaokuan's command actually did not make any big mistakes. The real reason was actually his insufficient estimation and understanding of the enemy.  As the art of war goes, if you know yourself and your enemy, you can fight a hundred battles without danger.  Wei Xiaokuan and Yu Wenyong knew enough about the Qi** team, but they knew little about Gaoxing.

    Whether it¡¯s gunpowder, powerful crossbows or long bows, or cunning and erratic guerrilla tactics, these are all unique to Gaoxing and difficult to guard against.

    "Mr. Wang, when these words come out of your mouth and into my ears, no third person must know about them!" Wei Xiaokuan looked at Dr. Wang with burning eyes, hesitatingly speaking with murderous intent, and said in a cold voice.

    "Don't worry, Mr. Wei, I will never dare to talk nonsense!" Doctor Wang trembled all over and replied in fear. In the November weather, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his face turned pale.

    Seeing Dr. Wang¡¯s answer, Wei Xiaokuan¡¯s face softened a little, and his tone couldn¡¯t help but become much gentler: ¡°Doctor Wang, please worry about the emperor¡¯s health. If you need anything, just ask me!¡±

    "I understand, I'll take my leave!" Dr. Wang agreed with fear, and then left.

    Watching Doctor Wang leave and looking at the door that had been closed again, Wei Xiaokuan's aura suddenly dissipated. His whole person became vicissitudes of life and sadness, his eyes were confused and desolate, and he murmured in his mouth: "Is this the fate of my fate? Is it a big mistake?"  Zhou¡¯s fate?¡±

    "No, even if you are shattered to pieces, you will still be safe." Wei Xiaokuan's distracted eyes suddenly became determined, his cloudy eyes radiated a dazzling light, and he was full of murderous aura, "I'm glad, I want to see what else you can do!  "

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    Twenty miles outside Pingyang City, there is the Qi Army's headquarters.

    ¡°What¡¯s the news from Pingyang?¡±

    Gao Changgong clasped his hands and stared at the map on the desk. It was a map of the entire Jinzhou. The mountains, rivers, counties, towns and cities were all clearly marked.  This map was made by someone who secretly surveyed and mapped it. It is much more detailed than the maps in circulation today.  He had been preparing to conquer the world since he formed the Beggar Gang, and a map was obviously a must-have.

    "Father, although Liang Shiyan and Wei Xiaokuan tried their best to block the news, we have no way of knowing Yu Wenyong's situation, butThe daughter concluded that Yuwen Yong must have had something unforeseen.  After a pause, he happily said with determination: "Everything is abnormal and there are monsters. Yu Wenyong did not preside over military affairs for three days, which has already explained everything."  "

    Gao Changgong nodded and asked: "Xing'er thinks what chance we have of winning when we attack Pingyang at this time?"

    "Father, I don't think this is the best time to attack!" He smiled happily and shook his head.

    "Oh?" Gao Changgong turned his head and looked happy with a questioning look on his face.

    Gao Xing pursed his lips and smiled, and said with conviction: "Father, although our cannons are enough to defeat Pingyang City, a fight will inevitably cost us a lot, which is not a good thing. The current situation is reversed, and I am the one who takes the initiative. We only need to slow down."  Slowly put pressure on Pingyang, so that the Zhou army will be in disarray and collapse without attacking!"

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