Chapter 1325: Establishing Great Merit

"Your Highness, it has been forty days. Has Wang Yan been wiped out?"

On the city tower of Yanmen Pass, Yuwen Huaji looked at Yang Guang, who was standing with his hands behind his back looking into the distance, cursing Wang Yan daily.

Wang Yan had not returned for a long time, and there was no news. Yang Guang was uneasy in Taiyuan, so he simply brought people to Yanmen Pass, where he had been for six days.

Yang Guang didn't express anything, just silently watching the horizon in the distance.

At this moment, a dot appeared in the distance, and a cloud of smoke and dust rose.

The dot gradually expanded, and it could be seen that it was a knight's figure. After a while, the knight ran outside the pass.

Yang Guang had long since anxiously descended the city tower and saw this soldier, whose hair was stuck together, covered in dust and dirt, with a layer of dark red on his leather armor, bandaged in many places, and looking like a blood man like a beggar.

But no one laughed at him. Standing here, what he revealed was ferocity.

Yang Guang couldn't help but praise.

"Good warrior."

He wasn't afraid of dirt, stepped forward to pat the soldier's shoulder, and smiled, "Tell me the situation."

"Your Highness, the Governor sent the subordinate back to send a letter to Your Highness. The situation on the grassland has been stated. The Governor said Your Highness should act earlier."

The soldier took out a bamboo tube with a secret seal from his arms. Yang Guang took it, broke the seal, opened the bamboo tube, and took out a piece of sheepskin paper.

"Yan, asks for Your Highness's peace,

This trip broke into the grassland. On the first day, I met Turkic herdsmen who led the way, killed their tribe head Ashige, distributed cattle, sheep, and horses to other herdsmen, and selected 371 men from them. Three days later, destroyed the neighboring tribe...

So far, killed more than 3,500 enemies, with heads as proof. Gathered more than 10,000 men, women, old, and young from various tribes on the grassland, with more than 3,000 combat soldiers, and established Youbi as the Khan to control the soldiers and people.

I think this newly built tribe can be used by Your Highness. Therefore, I intend to expel the Turkic troops within a hundred li outside Yanmen, and use that land with the Youbi tribe as our gateway.

To control the Youbi tribe, I think Your Highness can set up a mutual market, trade with the Turks, sell grain, tea, and sugar, and purchase cattle, sheep, and horses. This will not only settle the hearts of the Turkic people, but Your Highness can also control the mutual market and earn money and grain.

Now I am on the way to migration, and I expect to arrive outside Yanmen in twenty days. Your Highness should make a decision early. In addition, the five hundred soldiers prepared earlier can be sent to support.

I have made a great commotion on the grassland, and now Dulan is sending troops to encircle and suppress, and we have to fight a few more battles. The return journey is not smooth, Your Highness should prepare early and gather a large army to intimidate Dulan. After this time, the Turks will definitely be unable to invade in autumn...

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Wang Yan explained in detail everything that had happened during this period and also gave his suggestions.

His suggestions were of course very good, putting the Youbi tribe he supported on the grassland outside Yanmen Pass, and then setting up a mutual market for trade and control, which not only had Turkic soldiers to use, but also could trade on the grassland to obtain benefits and seize the wealth of the grassland.

Yang Guang of course earned the most, not only having great merit, but also being able to directly make money, and even more controlling the power of who could come to make money, which could be used to win over other officials and big families, carry out interest transmission, and build a political alliance.

Of course, Wang Yan also gained a lot. After all, the Youbi tribe was established by him personally. These people followed him to fight, followed him to grab women, cattle, and sheep, and watched how he was invincible on the battlefield, galloping and coming and going freely.

He also set rules for the Youbi tribe, determining the proportion of individual cattle and sheep handed over to the tribe. This wealth was for the training and pension of the tribe's warriors, and the rest was all private property. Youbi, this Khan, was just an agent of the alliance. For the tribe, he did not have absolute control.

Because they had a better life, the herdsmen would definitely not allow returning to the past. If Youbi dared to turn the sky, the herdsmen would dare to gather fire and dry him.

It was also because of this that Wang Yan, this great benefactor blessed by the Eternal Heaven, guaranteed the long-term influence on the Youbi tribe to the maximum extent.

At the same time, he could also use the mutual market to make money, and then use the Youbi tribe as a foundation to radiate the grassland to do business. He could make a lot of money and also support many soldiers.

Of course, all this had to wait until this matter was implemented.

So Wang Yan saw the reply brought back. Yang Guang said he would submit a letter to Yang Jian, explain the matter clearly, and then ask for merit for Wang Yan, and said a lot of praise.

Just looking at the sloppy handwriting, Yang Guang's good mood was revealed through the paper.

Wang Yan put away the letter, looked up at the five hundred people arranged neatly, and shouted to start the lecture.

"What to do, all of you understand. One month, just one month! As long as you persist and have the life to survive, everyone's good days will come. Your situation is much better than our first batch of brothers. When we first came to the grassland, our hundred people had nothing. Now, we have 3,500 combat soldiers, counting you, that is 4,000.

However, you cannot relax. You must know that the situation we are facing is not optimistic. Currently, the force encircling us is about 15,000. We have to protect the old, weak, cattle, sheep, and horses to migrate, and be surrounded and beaten by them. Currently, there is no one in the south, and the remaining directions have Turkic people encircling and attacking."

Wang Yan did not exaggerate. It was really because he fought too fiercely. In just one month, he swallowed a large area of tribes. At the beginning, he led the team to annex, and later he divided the troops and let the Turkic soldiers who followed him annex other tribes everywhere.

In one month, a radius of a hundred li was swept through, only then could it snowball to today's scale.

For such a long time, the upper echelons of the Turks could of course react. They hurriedly sent people to summon troops to encircle and suppress Wang Yan. Every time, they were beaten to pieces by the Turkic troops led by Wang Yan, either by frontal charging or by Mobile Corps Commander mobilization, dispersing and encircling, with flexible and changeable tactics, beating the incoming enemies to pieces and unable to find the north.

Just like this, Wang Yan fought all the way, and Dulan Khan sent reinforcements all the way, step by step developing to the current scale.

It was also mainly because the grassland was too big, and it took a few days to pass the news and call people. The organization and mobilization ability of the Turks were not that strong, and the large army had to prepare enough grain and materials to set off, so the Turks could not pull up a team in a short time.

Wang Yan just utilized this point, coupled with his own combat power, military strategy, and command ability, which were all very strong, only then did he create the current situation.

Otherwise, if the Turks really gathered 200,000 troops, he couldn't fight them. After all, that is absolute power, and just dispersing and encircling could surround him to death.

Of course, wanting to defeat him, it was necessary to have 100,000 or 200,000 troops. Even 100,000 was not enough.

After all, he was fighting on the grassland, and he could abandon anything, and he had no worries. But on the Turkic side, to catch him, they had to guard against his sneak attacks, guard against his destruction of the rear, plus his own Mobile Corps Commander ability, 100,000 troops, in Wang Yan's eyes, were also earthen dogs.

100,000 troops were really scattered on the vast grassland, and the force of local confrontation was not that much, but he had the advantage.

Now the Turks have gathered less than 20,000 people, and after that, they will be 30,000 at most. This force is not enough for Wang Yan to fight.

At the same time, Yang Guang also established contact with Wang Yan's side, sending people to record the battle situation and military merits. After the time of daily news delivery in the beginning, Yang Guang could receive a letter every day, feeling the powerful combat effectiveness of the army composed of Turks led by Wang Yan. Or rather, it was completely Wang Yan's powerful command and combat ability.

Today a small victory killed 500, tomorrow a big victory killed 1,000, the day after tomorrow a small victory killed 300... The battle reports of victory were one a day, piling up on Yang Guang's desk.

So Yang Guang's ambition also expanded with Wang Yan's increasingly perverted battle results.

He had many great things in his mind. With such a fierce general in hand, why worry that great things won't be achieved?

The time for the Youbi tribe to migrate was much later than expected. By the time they settled in the planned area, the grassland was already withered and yellow.

Wang Yan also disbanded the Turkic team, letting the men go back to help their families with work. They were very busy, having to build yurts, build sheds, set up pens for cattle, sheep, and horses, and collect as much forage as possible to get the livestock through the winter.

After arranging like this, Wang Yan also brought a large pile of cattle, sheep, and horse spoils, as well as more than 7,000 dead human heads tied with ropes on horses!

"Your Highness, I have not failed Your Highness's trust." This was Wang Yan's first sentence after seeing Yang Guang.

At this time, Wang Yan was also very embarrassed, looking like a beggar. His hair became a nest, his face was dirty, and the leather armor, clothes, and even boots on his body had completely become dark red, and the bright horse spear pole was also covered with a layer of red. The whole person was like someone who had crawled out of a pile of dead people.

The smell on his body was even more unbearable, very smoky.

But Yang Guang still didn't dislike him. He patted Wang Yan's shoulders with both hands: "Good! Good! Fighting for days, very tired, I won't talk much with you, hurry up and wash well, eat and drink well, sleep for three days, and then we will talk. Hot water, wine, and food are all prepared, go quickly."

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Wang Yan thanked him, then waved his hand, and took the remaining three hundred people into Yanmen.

At this time, Wang Yan didn't stay with them, took a good bath, changed the water three times, put on comfortable new clothes, and ate a meal of food carefully prepared by the chef brought by Yang Guang.

Immediately afterwards, he fell into a deep sleep.

He was indeed exhausted. On one hand, he had to take charge of the overall battle, go to the battlefield himself to kill, and also pay attention to various things about the migration of the Youbi tribe. Everything was on his own shoulders, especially the Turkic army facing him was more than one day, he had to use his brain more than one day, the intensity of the battle was also increasing day by day, and he was fighting at high intensity every day, constantly transferring.

Although he could continue like this for a year or two without any problems, fatigue is fatigue. Now that there was nothing to do, he naturally wanted to have a good sleep.

Fighting is like this, every position has its pressure. After a great battle, those who survive need many days to rest and restore some state.

However, Wang Yan had a perverted body and spirit. As long as he slept peacefully until he woke up naturally, he would recover completely.

So after washing, eating, and drinking the day before yesterday, he woke up early the next day as usual, did a set of boxing slowly, washed up, and was eating breakfast when Yang Guang walked over quickly with people.

"Your Highness."

"Eat your food." Yang Guang waved his hand, sat down on the side, and asked with a smile, "Ziyan, you have been fighting for days, why are you up so early?"

"I'm used to it. On the battlefield, I'm like a bird startled by the twang of a bow, and I can't relax. It will be fine in a few days."

"Hey, back then I..."

Yang Guang talked about his battle record of mixing qualifications with the great army, boasted about himself, and then talked about serious matters to Wang Yan who was eating heartily.

"The letter came the day before yesterday. Three horses were run to death, and a messenger sent it back. The south has rebelled. Father ordered Yang Su, Mai Tie-zhang, Lai Hu-er, Shi Your Majesty, etc., to go and suppress the rebellion."

"They are all the backbone ministers of my Great Sui. I think as soon as the great army arrives, it can be quelled, not worth worrying about."

The rebellion in the south, Wang Yan knew. Because after destroying Chen, although the big families in the south moved north to Daxing, they also vacated their power, allowing the local powerful families in the south to rise. The Sui Dynasty sent northern officials to suppress these powerful families, so the local powerful families in the south couldn't hold back, so they united and pushed people out to rebel.

Among them, the most powerful force was the rebellion organization led by Gao Zhi Society. He declared himself emperor, established a small court, enfeoffed his ministers, had thousands of warships, and tens of thousands of soldiers, causing disaster in the south.

Yang Su led the suppression of the rebellion, took other generals over, but in a few months, he quelled the vigorous rebellion.

Afterwards, Yang Guang was transferred to be the General Manager of Yangzhou to suppress the noble families in the south.

So Wang Yan asked: "Does Your Highness intend to go south?"

"I knew you could think of it." Yang Guang laughed, "My brothers are all difficult to use, and I have accepted your great merit here..."

"No, Your Highness, it is not that you accepted my great merit. The battle on the grassland was all under Your Highness's wise command, and Your Highness is good at knowing people and using them, letting me be the vanguard, only then is there achievement."

"You are really good at talking."

"I only speak the truth." Wang Yan raised his glass to invite wine.

Yang Guang was more satisfied, drank a cup of hot wine, and continued: "Except for me, there is no other suitable candidate. The south is wealthy, far stronger than this bitter cold place. Ziyan, what is your opinion?"

"I will naturally follow Your Highness."

"I am asking what is your insight?"

"If Your Highness wants to go, go. Now Your Highness has won the hearts of the people in Bingzhou, and then go south, so you have soldiers, money, and grain, naturally you can rest easy. In the future, even if the Crown Prince sits on the throne, Your Highness has the power to raise troops to clear the side of the monarch."

"You." Yang Guang shook his head with amusement, "Then it's settled, you follow me to the south and fight with the big families in the south."

Wang Yan didn't say any fart words; whatever Yang Guang said was what it was.

Although he is nominally the Bingzhou General Manager, he has already left the Prince of Jin's mansion. According to reason, he doesn't need to move with Yang Guang. But since Yang Guang said so, he can definitely transfer him over.

The Turks are indeed a disaster, and Wang Yan is indeed capable of fighting, but it is not that he must be here. In fact, whether it is the DTZ or the Western Turks, they have all been beaten to pay tribute to the Great Sui.

Yang Guang was trapped in Yanmen because the Great Sui was already crumbling at that time, and he couldn't exert the advantages of centralization. Yang Guang had completely lost control of his empire, and the huge Great Sui had already fallen apart.

Later, Jieli Khan could be so arrogant and have the Weishui Alliance with Li Shimin, mainly because when the Great Sui collapsed, he took the opportunity to develop and reached the peak state of the Turks.

Later, Li Shimin endured humiliation and bore burdens, painstakingly managed with gnashing teeth, and then Li Jing destroyed the Turks. Later, although there were remnants, they could no longer become a great climate.

So Wang Yan responded very decisively, talked with Yang Guang for a while, and then left, returning to his mansion.

Straight into the back house, he found Xiao Mei who was watching the child play in the warm room.

In March of this year, Xiao Mei successfully gave birth to a son, and Wang Yan named the new son "Hong".

At this moment, the little thing was wearing a small suit, smacking his mouth in the warm room, crawling around.

Seeing his father come back, he leaned closer, climbed on his father's leg, and wanted to climb to a high place.

Wang Yan picked him up, threw him into the air and caught him, the silly boy giggled, and was suspended in the air, his little hands clutching his father's fingers tightly, his legs pounding back and forth.