mc-med Chapter 330 Is Yang You a fake? Why aren't the people of the Sui Dynasty in a hurry at all?
Chapter 330 Is Yang You a fake? Why aren't the people of the Sui Dynasty in a hurry at all?
"It still has to be a hammer."
When Yuwen Chenglong saw this scene, his eyes changed, filled with envy and longing.
It's a pity that Ao Yu isn't here, otherwise he could borrow the Golden Gourd Hammer and smash the city gate a few times to have some fun.
Click!
A cracking sound rang out as the gates of Yumen Pass were broken open, the door panels shattered, and fragments flew everywhere.
"I'll do it, I'll do it!"
Xi Daoyi was faster than anyone else, and he dashed into the pass in a flash.
Like an arrow released from a bow, faster and fiercer than anyone else.
He wanted to be the first to rush into Yumen Pass and the first to plant the flag on the city wall.
Let General Shenwei see that Xi Daoyi is not someone to be trifled with.
"This guy's like a dog seeing shit!"
Yuwen Chenglong couldn't stand anyone stealing his thunder, so he quickly followed, wishing he could leave Xi Daoyi behind.
He is the prince's number one general, how can he let a foreigner beat him to it?
Under the fierce attack of the incredibly fanatical Qiang cavalry, the enemy at Yumen Pass was quickly wiped out; some died, some surrendered, and some fled.
The flags on the pass were cut down by Xi Daoyi, and the large banner with the character "Lü" was raised, fluttering in the wind.
"Hehe, even you, Marquis of Yanjin, are no match for him."
Pei Yuanqing, watching Xi Daoyi's obsequious manner, sneered from the side, a gloating smile on his lips.
You always try to take credit for yourself, but when someone else takes it, you can't compete with them. How embarrassing!
"I'll give him a chance. After all, he's new to us, and we need to let him show his skills."
Yuwen Chenglong pursed his lips and stubbornly replied.
He was careless; he hadn't expected Xi Daoyi to run faster than a rabbit.
In the ensuing battles, he took all the limelight, while Xi Daoyi was left to eat dust and not even get a sip of soup.
"Your Highness, shall we continue westward?"
After leaving the pass, Xi Daoyi volunteered again, his face full of eagerness.
Although the Qiang cavalry suffered some losses in this battle, it was not a big deal.
As long as they could serve the Divine Might General, the wounded Qiang cavalry would willingly go to the front lines, and even if they died, it would be an honor.
"No rush."
Lu Xiao glanced at the heavily wounded Qiang cavalrymen who were still putting in the effort, and frowned slightly.
What kind of trauma did Ma Chao leave on the Qiang people? How did he manage to turn them into such a person?
They were all like they were possessed, charging forward recklessly, willing to die for it.
"Your Highness, this humble general understands you."
Yuwen Chenglong was incredibly clever. He moved closer to Lü Xiao and lowered his voice.
He also realized that Xue Ju wanted to use Yang You as bait to lure them into a trap.
But they wouldn't fall for it, and refused to head west, leaving Xue Juqian to wait.
It would be best to make Xue Ju get impatient and kill Yang You, thus ending the matter once and for all.
You don't understand me.
Lü Xiao considered himself to be different from people like Yuwen Chenglong and Yang Ruyi.
He did this simply because he was certain Yang You would be alright, and he was deliberately trying to wear down the Western Region people's morale.
At the same time, we also need to give the Sui army attacking Wuwei some time to take it over.
Once we've secured our rear, it won't be too late to head west.
He couldn't have come to the Western Regions empty-handed, nor could he return without a reward.
We must leave a shadow on these foreigners and make them remember this lesson.
In the future, when these foreign people heard the name Lü Xiao, they would be as terrified as the Qiang people heard Ma Chao, and would be unable to sleep at night.
Having made all the necessary arrangements, the Sui army halted its advance and rested inside Yumen Pass.
While conserving their strength, they strengthened the city's defenses and awaited the opportune moment.
Meanwhile, Xue Rengao, who was waiting for Lü Xiao in Dunhuang, was extremely puzzled, his brows furrowed as he paced back and forth in the tent.
Why did the Sui army, which had launched a fierce and unstoppable offensive, suddenly stop?
"Send more spies! Send the most astute ones to find out everything!"
When Shekui Khan learned of the situation, he spoke urgently to his men.
Several waves of spies were sent out, one after another, but the results were exactly the same.
The Sui army that captured Yumen Pass did not attack; instead, they used local materials to rebuild the pass.
They repaired the city walls and fortified the city gates, as if preparing for a long-term garrison.
This left not only Shekui Khan bewildered, but also the other Western Region states, who looked at each other in confusion.
This was completely different from what they had imagined. Shouldn't it have been Lü Xiao who was chasing after them, trying to rescue Yang You from their clutches?
"Is that really Yang You?"
Xue Ju suddenly realized what was happening, and his expression changed.
Could it be that they arrested the wrong person and brought back a fake one?
But this person looks exactly like the one in the portrait, how could they have made a mistake?
"Bring it here, bring it here!"
Shekui Khan waved his hand, wanting to verify the authenticity again and confirm it.
Before long, Yang You was pushed and shoved into the main tent.
Xue Ju picked up the portrait and compared it to the portrait repeatedly, looking at it over and over again.
From the hair to the eyebrows, from the eyebrows to the nose, from the nose to the mouth.
No problem, it's Yang You, exactly the same as in the portrait, how could I mistake him?
But why isn't Lü Xiao in a hurry at all?
This is illogical.
"Are you really Yang You, the Prince of Dai of the Sui Dynasty?"
Shekui Khan remained unconvinced and stepped forward to pat Yang You's face, asking a question with a force that was neither too light nor too heavy.
He had heard that Han emperors and princes all had doubles who looked exactly alike, specifically used to take their place in death.
Yang You is of noble status; he is the crown prince and the young emperor. He may have quite a few stand-ins.
The so-called Yang You in front of us might be a fake.
"..."
Yang You raised his face but did not answer, his lips tightly closed, remaining silent.
He was completely unaware of the situation, what had happened outside, or why these people suddenly began to doubt his identity.
What if I answer incorrectly or say the wrong thing? Wouldn't I be in danger?
"Take him away! Take him away!"
Shekui Khan waved his hand irritably, as if shooing away flies.
This kid is supposed to be the young emperor of the Sui Dynasty, but he's already scared out of his wits and can't even speak anymore. He's like a wooden doll.
Can someone like that really be the crown prince?
Was there no one capable in the Sui Dynasty?
"I wrote a letter to Lü Xiao!"
Xue Rengao remained unconvinced, spreading out paper, picking up a pen, and dipping it in thick ink.
He wanted to ask Lü Xiao whether he was indeed a subject of the Sui Dynasty.
Why is it that the crown prince is in their hands, yet this subject seems completely unconcerned, acting as if nothing is wrong?
Especially Yang You, who was staying here, seemed to be there not as a prisoner, but as if he were there to enjoy himself.
They demand the best of everything – food, drink, and even basic necessities – and they only drink wine from the Western Regions.
They only eat the yolks of eggs, not the whites, and they can't eat rice without mutton.
If this Yang You is really a fake, then his good days are over.
Xue Rengao was going to torture the other party severely, to let him know what it meant to wish he were dead.
Letters were sent to Yumen Pass one after another, but none of them reached Lü Xiao's hands.
Yuwen Chenglong stood outside the pass, arms crossed, brazenly blocking the road and intercepting all the letters.
One letter arrives, one letter is blocked.
Two letters arrive, one is blocked.
With him around, he's guaranteed to intercept all the letters.
"My lord, is this a challenge?"
The Sui general looked at the letter in Yuwen Chenglong's hand and curiously leaned closer.
"Yes, and they kept insulting the prince, using really nasty and offensive language."
Let's not show it to the prince, lest he get angry.
As he spoke, Yuwen Chenglong threw the letter into the brazier beside him.
The flames licked the paper, turning it to ashes in the blink of an eye.