As Li Shimin listened to She Saihua's explanation to their son, he cast a foxy smile at Fang Er.
His meaning was clear: see how correct my decision was!
Compared to last time in Daming, how many words did I save?
The distance from Wutai Mountain to Lianglang Mountain was nearly two hundred li.
After She Saihua finished explaining the events, Mu Guiying did not say anything further but turned to look at Fang Er.
"Duke Anguo, for this battle, I hope the Yang family can still take the lead."
Fang Er quickly understood her meaning. Lianglang Mountain, Yang family's sorrow; she wanted the Yang family members to personally rewrite the ending.
"Of course. You know how to use the equipment we brought this time. Go ahead and do as you please!"
"Thank you, Duke Anguo, for your fulfillment!"
Mu Guiying smiled with satisfaction.
Lianglang Mountain, originally called Dayu Mountain, is located about 30 kilometers southwest of the city of Huairen, Shanxi. Its entrance begins at Dayukou Village, hence its name Dayukou.
Stretching westward for over twenty li, two mountains flank a valley, with "green peaks facing each other," resembling a natural corridor, hence its common name Lianglang Mountain.
When everyone arrived, they saw the Liao army had completely surrounded the mountain pass, with an estimated force of no less than twenty thousand.
And at this time, the Yang family army trapped in Lianglang Mountain had only a few thousand remaining soldiers!
Outside the mountain pass, in front of the Liao army's formation, dozens of huge trebuchets had been erected, with hundreds of jin of giant stones placed in woven basket frames, ready to be launched at any moment.
In the Liao army's formation, Yelü Xiuge sat high on his warhorse.
A bald man beside him asked, "Your Majesty, why have you not given the order to attack yet?"
Yelü Xiuge's expression was calm, and he pointed his horsewhip directly at Lianglang Mountain.
"Counting the days, the reinforcements sent by the Yang family should have already met Zhao Guangyi. If he dares to send troops to aid them, I will ensure they never return!"
"If Zhao Guangyi does not send troops to aid them, then all the Yang family sons will surely come to rescue their father."
"Many years ago, my father died by Yang Jiye's sword!"
"This revenge must be washed away with the blood of his entire Yang family!"
The bald man seemed to understand and quickly cupped his hands and said with a smile, "Your Majesty is truly brilliant, to be able to calculate this. Does this count as what those Han people often call 'knowing fate while alive'?"
Inside Lianglang Mountain, Yang Jiye looked out at the mountain pass. The cloak on his back flapped loudly in the cold wind.
The arrow in his shoulder had been removed, and blood stained his armor, appearing particularly glaring against the desolate scenery.
The eldest son, Yang Yanping, carried his spear on his back and held his golden saber to guard behind him.
"Father, that Pan Renmei is truly despicable. He promised to provide support from the side but actually fled at the critical moment. If we can return this time, I will definitely impeach him before His Majesty!"
At the Double Dragon Meeting at Jinshatan, it was agreed that Yang Yanping would impersonate Zhao Guangyi, and Yang Jiye would lead the army to guard. If there was an accident, Pan Renmei would provide support from the side.
Who would have thought that at the crucial moment, Pan Renmei would flee with fifty thousand troops?
Remembering the brothers who died in battle, Yang Yanping wished he could flay Pan Renmei alive!
Yang Jiye shook his head and sighed, "Your seventh brother accidentally killed Pan Bao. The State Duke will surely hold a grudge. Our Yang family owes him a life; it's understandable if he doesn't come to our rescue."
After speaking, he turned around, his expression also becoming serious. "Whether we live or die in this battle depends on fate. You take your men and retreat through the small path. Father is too seriously injured, and I will stay behind to buy you time!"
Yang Yanping knelt on the ground with a thud and roared with grief.
"No, Father! Your son will not leave!"
"As a son, one must observe filial piety!"
"As a general, one must be loyal!"
"This is what you and Mother taught me!"
"If I leave you here and escape by myself, even if the court tolerates me, I will have no face to return home to see Mother and my brothers!"
Yang Jiye raised an eyebrow, "We have run out of food and grass. If this continues, we will starve to death here before the Liao army even attacks!"
"When I left, I told your mother that I must ensure you return alive. Are you going to make me a man of broken promises!"
The deputy general Wang Gui, seeing this, quickly stepped forward to help Yang Yanping up and persuaded him with a feigned smile.
"Eldest son, Sir, should be happy about this."
"Counting the days, reinforcements should be here. Perhaps we can still break out and coordinate with the reinforcements from the inside and outside."
Hu Yan Zan walked over, holding a piece of bark, and said as he chewed, "Old Yang, if the eldest son doesn't want to leave, let him stay. Even if we can't get out, we'll have company on the road~"
Yang Jiye looked at the remaining soldiers behind him, almost all of whom were injured, and then at the Liao army at the mountain pass that could launch an attack at any moment, a sense of powerlessness rose in his heart.
"Father, look at the sky quickly!"
Yang Yanping suddenly heard a rumbling sound from above and shouted loudly.
In fact, it wasn't just him who saw it; Yang Jiye's attention was also drawn to the roar of the helicopters.
The resting soldiers all looked up at the sky.
The original ten black dots, as the sound grew louder, became as large as a house when they approached.
The soldiers tightened their grip on their weapons, warily guessing.
"What, what is this thing!"
"Not good, could it be a flying war chariot that the Liao army has tinkered with?"
"Are you blind! Didn't you see it flying from behind us?"
"That could also be a deliberate move by the Liao army to attack us from both front and back!"
"Alert! They are descending!"
Seeing one of the helicopters landing not far away, Wang Gui drew his saber and stood in front of the soldiers, his eyes fixed on the helicopter, ready to attack.
Hiss~~
The cabin door opened, and to everyone's surprise, the figure of a woman appeared from inside.
"I, I'm not mistaken, am I?"
"How can it be Madam?!"
"Madam?!"
Wang Gui couldn't believe his eyes, muttering as he stared at She Saihua emerging from the cabin.
"Madam!"
Yang Jiye was also stunned. He had considered all possibilities, but he never imagined his wife would appear before him.
But not only that, from the cabin door behind She Saihua, six sons, including Yang Yanding and Yang Yangguang, successively walked out.
"Bang~~"
A disheveled figure was thrown out of the cabin. When he got up from the ground, Yang Jiye was once again startled.
"Your Majesty?"
The next moment, he quickly knelt on one knee and cupped his fists in greeting.
"Your subject, Yang Jiye, greets Your Majesty!"
"Rise!"
Hearing this voice, Yang Jiye fell into doubt. No, this was not the Emperor's voice!
He looked up and saw another group of people emerging from the flying war chariot.
Leading them was Li Shimin, followed by Li Xiuning, Mu Guiying, and a group of female generals.
"Husband!"
"Father!"
Seeing Yang Jiye's arrow wounds, She Saihua and her six sons couldn't help but rush towards him.