War is not a joke.

It's not just a showdown in military strength.

If there are many troops and strong soldiers and horses, then there will be no more battles in history where there are fewer battles.

The Battle of Guandu, the Battle of Red Cliff, and the Battle of Feishui.

The more soldiers and horses there are, the more complicated the mobilization will be, and the more likely the flaws will appear.

As Wang Gui said, Jin Huanshan attacked Beishan Fort now, and there were many casualties. Wu Nian could take the opportunity to attack and eat a camp of a thousand-man commander in Jin Huanshan at night.

The situation will change.

Jin Huanshan could no longer put all his troops into the war to attack Beishan Fort.

Wu Nian could lead two thousand households to raid between Yingqing Prefecture and Guangyang Prefecture to fight guerrilla warfare.

"Jin Ruiyun and Wanyan Xian attacked Beishan Fort from Guangyang Prefecture. The grain road was very long. They sent strong men to transport food. This was an opportunity. We could pretend to be bandits, intercept their food, and lead the Monarch of the Yuan Dynasty to attack, and take the opportunity to ambush."

Zhang Sheng said.

Haunting, harassing, and preventing the enemy from being at peace are the essence of guerrilla warfare.

If you have another ambush, it will be even better.

Zhang Sheng and Wang Gui's methods were different, but their goals were the same. Eat some of the troops of the Mongol Yuan people, break the noodles and muddle the water.

Wu Nian lowered his head and pinched his chin for a while. Soon after, he raised his head and looked at the two of them, and smiled and said, "I want both of them."

"Hmm?!!" Wang Gui, Zhang Sheng was slightly stunned, showing an unexpected look. Both of them wanted? Can this work?

"We first use Zhang Sheng's method to eliminate the forces of Jin Ruiyun or Wanyan Xian's commander. Then, without the baggage and food, we rushed to Beishan Fort, launched a night attack, and defeated a camp in Jinhuan Mountain."

"Three thousand households and thirty thousand commanders. In this way, even if we calculate the simplest force, we can eliminate nearly one-tenth of their troops."

Wu Nian narrowed his eyes, full of smiles. Summer is not the same as winter. They don’t have to bring a tent, just need everyone to bring enough food.

Everyone is from the Han people in Liaodong. They cross mountains and ridges like walking on flat ground. The marching speed will be very fast, and they will hit wherever they are.

Wang Gui, Zhang Sheng thought for a while, and thought it was feasible, so he couldn't help but nod.

"You want both. Then should we choose Wanyan Xian or Jin Ruiyun?" Wang Gui nodded first, then hesitated.

Wu Nian said without any hesitation: "I have beaten Wanyan Xian's ambush, and his subordinates may be wary. Let's choose Jin Ruiyun."

Speaking of this, Wu Nian showed a sneer on his face and said, "I have never played with him yet. We have no grudges, but he joined the team attacking Beishan Fort."

"I'm really unhappy, I'll give him a blow first."

"Let the spies stare at the movements of Jin Ruiyun's army and seize the opportunity."

At the end, Wu Nian looked up at Wang Gui, Zhang Sheng and said in a deep voice.

"Yes." The two of them responded, stood up with their fists, turned around and walked out.

On the fourth day, Wu Nian received news and ordered the entire army to accumulate strength. Early the next morning, Wu Nian set off.

"I wish the general a victory." At the gate of the village, Liu Minda was sick yesterday, his body shaking. With the help of his son, he clasped his fists and saluted Wu Nian.

His other son, holding the wine that had been prepared long ago, handed it to Wu Nian. Wu Nian took the wine bowl very readily and drank the rice wine clean.

"Thank you, Mr. Wu." Wu Nian clasped his fists, then climbed to the saddle, turned over the horse, led Wang Gui, Zhang Sheng and two thousand households to go down the mountain, and soon disappeared from the sight of the people in Liujia Village.

"General Wu is really a hero. If there were more heroes like General Wu among the Liaodong generals. How could such a great river and country be occupied by the Mongols?"

Liu Minda admired Wu Nian and gritted his teeth at the Liaodong generals.

"Not to mention a few more General Wu, even if there are a few more General Wei Changqing, Liaodong cannot be lost." Liu Minda's son sighed and shook his head.

After the father and son said something, they surrounded Liu Minda and returned to the village.

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On the wide avenue, there are rolling peaks on both sides. The mountains are lush with grass and trees, and green vines are like dragons.

Jia Zheng rode a horse and led more than 500 strong men to carry food and grass to Jinruiyun.

He is 35 years old this year and comes from a small wealthy family. He is born with a handsome appearance, burly figure, can ride a horse and is good at swordsmanship, which is also somewhat capable.

However, he did not join the Han family, but became an official in the county town.

War is a high-risk matter. Whether it is a centurion or a thousand-man, it is normal to die. Being an official is different and it is safer.

Of course, the risk of escorting food and grass is quite high. But this time the problem is not big.

Beishan Fort was besieged by three thousand households. Wu Nian Niu Bodhisattva could not protect himself across the river. He could still send troops and horses out to rob the food?

In this way, the escort of food and grass becomes a beautiful person.

You can still make military achievements without risk.

In order to carry food and grass this time, Jia Zheng also used money to get what he wanted.

With this kind of thought and feeling, Jia Zheng was not only vigilant, but also infinitely close to zero.

"Oh." Jia Zheng rode on the high-headed horse, reached out to cover his mouth, yawned, and looked around bored.

"Although I can make military achievements by transporting food and grass. If I do it again, I might be able to be a county magistrate or magistrate. But it would be uncomfortable to sleep on the road. I really miss the gentle place."

Jia Zheng remembered the graceful figure of his concubine Arou at home, and his face showed a fascination.

At this moment, a rough voice sounded on the left side of the mountain road.

"My sons, the food from the Mongols is right in front of us. After robbing the fuck, we will send it. Follow me."

"Kill!!!" Immediately afterwards, a loud roar sounded. The murderous aura soared into the sky made the birds entrenched on the big trees fly in a hurry and flee in panic.

Jia Zheng's face turned green.

With such a large military force among the Mongols, why are there bandits entrenched on the mountain? And this group of bandits are so brave that they dare to rob the food of the Mongols?

If you lose food, you will definitely not have good results. While Jia Zheng's face changed drastically, he turned around and shouted to the five hundred strong men: "Brothers, just a group of bandits. We will fight hard to save the food. The Mongolian Yuan people will definitely have a lot of rewards."

But no one listened to him.

These Han men who were recruited had neither courage nor weapons, and could fight against the bandits. Without seeing anyone, these Han men scattered in a daze and fled around.

For a moment, there were only a dozen loyal slaves left by Jia Zheng.

And just then.

Wang Gui wore a helmet on his head and a piece of tattered leather armor. He led the soldiers who pretended to be a bandit and looked messy and killed them from the mountain.

The number is more than a hundred.

When Jia Zheng saw this scene, his soul suddenly emerged, and he also led his family soldiers to run away with his head in his arms.

Let’s not care about food, save your life.

Besides, General Jin Ruiyun’s commander is nearby, just bandits, I will rescue them and destroy them.

Oh shit.

A mere bandit dared to rob the food of the Mongols.

It's so bold.
Chapter completed!