The next day, a shocking news came from the Xishoujiang City. Civil strife occurred in the Uighur capital. Denli Khan hurriedly led all his troops to retreat north and brought several major envoys from the Tang Dynasty back to the capital Hanerduobali. Even most of the defenders of Xishoujiang City and Zhongshoujiang City were withdrawn. Now only a small number of troops were stationed in the middle and western sections of Yinshan.

At the same time, news also came from Anxi that a rebellion occurred in the Khigas area due to severe drought, and the Uighur Prime Minister Lu Jumodagan had taken all the troops from Beiting back to the capital.

The opportunity was placed in front of the Tang Dynasty. If we could take advantage of the situation to capture the Xishoujiang City and the Zhongshoujiang City, then the Tang Dynasty would gain strategic initiative. Right Prime Minister Cui Yuan immediately proposed two plans: one was to mobilize 50,000 Longyou Army to head north and station two Suijiang City; the other was to mobilize 80,000 local regiments from various places to go north and re-establish the Anbei Protectorate.

The plan to transfer Longyou Army to the north was immediately rejected by Wei Yan in the name of defending against Tubo. Everyone's eyes naturally turned to the second plan, and many people read another taste from it. The Li Shi, the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, was one of them.

At noon, after lunch, Ma Yingjun, the close eunuch of Li's series, hurried back to his residence. He closed the door and quickly took a wax ball from his arms. He carefully peeled the wax ball with his trembling hands and took out a roll of paper from it.

He slowly opened the paper, and only four words were written: "Imperial Master's Enemy", which was Cui Yuan's handwriting. Ma Yingjun took a breath of air and fell on the wooden couch. He seemed to understand something, but he couldn't see it clearly.

At this time, someone outside the door was slamming the door, "Master! The emperor is awake, please go quickly."

Ma Yingjun was shocked. Without thinking carefully, he stuffed the paper roll into his mouth and swallowed it quickly, and ran to Li Shi's bedroom. Li Shi had just woken up from a nap. While he let the palace maids wear shoes for him, he was lowering his head to think about the opportunity to send troops. Eighty thousand local troops gathered together, which was a huge temptation for everyone, especially Li Shi, who had no soldiers in his hands. If he could get these eighty thousand troops, it would be his chance to turn things around.

However, Cui Yuan would not miss this opportunity to strengthen his strength. Even the purpose of his proposal was most likely due to his selfish intentions.

The most difficult thing for the Li family is that there is no one in his hands. He only has one confidant Duan Xiushi, but many of Cui Yuan's confidants have higher qualifications than Duan Xiushi, so it is difficult to compete with them.

"Is this opportunity going to slip away from me?"

Thinking of this, Li Si stood up and walked towards the door, which scared the palace maid who was wearing shoes for him. The emperor still had one shoe on his shoulder! After walking a few steps, Li Si found something wrong. He looked down and saw that he still had one foot bare.

"Your Majesty forgives your crimes! Your Majesty forgives your crimes!" The palace maid was so scared that her face pale and kowtowed and begged for mercy.

"How do you fools serve the emperor!"

Ma Yingjun walked in quickly, snatched his shoes from the palace maid, and knelt down carefully to put them on for him. Li Shi stumbled out of the hall with a 'hum!'. Ma Yingjun followed closely, while whispering: "I heard that I'm going to fight again, hey! The emperor must be careful!"

Ma Yingjun has been serving Li Shi for nearly twenty years. He knows all the inner world that Li Shi unintentionally reveals, his every move, his anger and smile, and sometimes even Li Shi himself has not realized it.

Sure enough, when Ma Yingjun said something casually, Li Shi stopped and asked with interest: "What else have you heard?"

"I haven't heard anything else."

"Is that true?" Li Shi's face turned gloomy, and he sneered: "Can you even hide it from me?"

"It's not that the old slave wants to hide something, it's just some boring words. There's really no need to let His Majesty know."

"What boring words, please tell me one by one!"

"This..." Ma Yingjun hesitated for a moment and hesitated: "There are rumors outside that Your Majesty wants to lead the army in person. I wonder how is this possible!"

‘The emperor personally led the army?’ Li Shi’s eyes lit up, and he seemed to open a window in his heart. There was a scenery outside the window that he had never seen before. Yes! Although Duan Xiushi was loyal, he had the power of military power, so it was hard to guarantee that he would not have any other intentions. If he had the power of military power and then personally granted it to him, the meaning would be completely different, and this was not a war.

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The more Li Shi thought about it, the more excited he became. He actually ran all the way to the imperial study room, but as soon as he entered the door, his heart sank again, "I am a little wishful thinking, how could Cui Yuan agree?"

He slowly sat down and fell into deep thought, "There are still opportunities. These 80,000 troops are the army of the court. Everyone wants them, but no one dares to take action easily. As long as he makes good use of this balance relationship, he should still get it in the end."

Thinking of this, Li Shi secretly made up his mind to give it a try no matter what!

In April of the 16th year of Qingzhi, the Tang Dynasty mobilized 80,000 troops from all over the country to gather in Chang'an. After several open and secret struggles, the left prime minister Pei Jun, Chu Xingshui, and Wei Yan unanimously supported the suggestion of the Minister of Rites Zhang Ruohao. The Fengxiang Jieduan Duan Xiushi was appointed as the Protector of the Anbei Protectorate, and led 80,000 troops northward. Today, the Li generals rushed to the west to surrender the city, where they presided over the ceremony of rebuilding the Anbei Protectorate.

It was also decided that the logistics and maintenance of these 80,000 troops would be the three companies of Shuofang Jiedu, Longyou Jiedu and Hedong Jiedu.

On the tenth day of April of the 16th year of Qingzhi, the army drove westward.

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In the western suburbs of Taiyuan, there are lush grass and sparsely populated areas. It is the mid-spring season when the birds fly and grass are green. Under the clear sky, a few kingfishers swept past the willow branches by the river with bright feathers. On both sides of the official road, there are plump green grass. A hare jumps and appears in the grass.

‘Swoosh!’ A armor-piercing arrow shot from the willow forest like lightning, shot the hare and rolled upwards to the ground, then rushed out of the willow forest.

The person who rushed to the front to hold the bow and arrow was Zhang Huan. Four months ago, he left Beijing and returned to Taiyuan. Zhang Potian ordered him to serve as a general in the Xinhedong Army. Although his position was not high, he commanded the Three Thousand Yuxiang Army, the most elite in the Hedong Army.

Today he was idle and took a few entourages to hunt outside Taiyuan City. He was lucky. He shot a few deer in half a day, and just now Zhang Huan shot over the hare with an arrow.

"General, good archery skills!"

A soldier stepped forward to pick up the rabbit and looked carefully, and praised him with a thumbs up: "A single arrow pierces the brain with fifty steps, and the general's archery skills have become more and more sophisticated."

When he first led the army, Zhang Huan set up the ring to compete with others, winning twenty consecutive games, which caused a sensation in the Hedong Army. However, he performed mediocrely in archery. Although he had practiced riding and shooting in the academy before, he was still far from the regular army.

So for the past four months, he has been practicing archery skills in the army. All the soldiers have witnessed his archery skills with their own eyes and are impressed by his persistence.

This is how leading the army. If you want to establish prestige in the army, not only does martial arts need to be above everyone else, but more importantly, he must show a spirit and a soldier's will.

With his placid and boring life for four months and his persistence in practicing archery every day, Zhang Huan finally won the respect of three thousand tribes, took off the sign of the aristocratic prince on him, and regarded him as a member of the army.

Over the past four months, Zhang Huan has become thinner and darker in his skin. He looked up at the sky and put away his bow, "That's all for today!"

With a wave of his hand, he turned his horse and rushed towards the barracks.

The 30,000 Hedong Army under the jurisdiction of the Hedong Jiedushi were stationed in two military camps north and south of Taiyuan. Since most of the money and food consumed by the army were borne by the Zhang family, this army was actually the Zhang family's army. In addition to this army, there were more than a dozen scattered regiment training troops in the entire Hedong area, ranging from thousands to thousands. This time the imperial court gathered troops and transferred all these local troops to Chang'an.

As soon as Zhang Huan arrived at the military camp, he saw a war horse sailing towards him. The horseman was the messenger in the camp. When he saw Zhang Huan, he raised his arrow and shouted: "General Zhang, the military envoy has something to come to you. I will order you to go to the big tent quickly!"

Zhang Huan's boss was Yang Lie, the commander of the Baotian Army. At this time, he was anxiously waiting for Zhang Huan to come back in the tent. On the couch next to him, the Hedong Jiedushi Zhang Potian was drinking tea thoughtfully.

"General Yang, do you often leave the camp?" Zhang Potian took a sip of tea and smiled.

"No! No! No!" Yang Lie quickly waved his hand, "Zhang Huan has never left the military camp for four months since he was in office. Although he is from the Zhang family, he never acts like a child of the Zhang family. He practices archery skills every day, which shows his progress. Everyone in our military camp admires his perseverance. Today, the military is on holiday, and I specially ordered him to hunt and relax, but the general was just here."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Huan’s report came from outside the tent, “General Yang, Zhang Huan is ordered to come!”

"Come in!"

Zhang Huan came in with a sound. He bent his knees and saluted, and said in a deep voice: "General Zhang Huan, please see General of the Army and Horses."

Zhang Potian walked forward with his hands behind his back and smiled, "Zhang Yajiang, do you still remember me?"

Zhang Huan hurriedly saluted him, "See the Jiedushi!"

"No need to be too polite. The head of the family sent someone back from Chang'an at noon today and arranged a chore for you."

Zhang Potian stopped for a moment. Seeing Zhang Huan's expressionless face, he couldn't help but nodded slightly and said, "The head of the family ordered you to lead your army and horses to escort 200,000 stones of grain and grass to Xishoujiang City."

"Abide by the order!"

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Zhang Potian looked at Zhang Huan's back as he was gone, and couldn't help but sigh softly, "Shibalang, you will have to fight for the future!"

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Chapter completed!