The generals who were still arguing about it became even more fierce after Bai Minghe left, which made Hou Tianci somewhat doubt Bai Minghe's ability to lead troops.

After entering another camp, Fan Liang saw the change in Hou Tianci's expression and quickly said to Bai Minghe: "Sir, the war is imminent, and the uneasiness of the central army will cause uneasiness to the army."

"Big War?" Bai Minghe looked at Fan Liang in confusion and smiled: "What kind of war is it? It's just 100,000 people. I used one battalion to destroy him. You can tell if you listen carefully. What they are fighting for is not tactics, but position. See who can grab the treasure in the most suitable position!"

Fan Liang didn't understand what the position meant, and of course Tianci didn't understand it even more.

Bai Minghe did not explain, and there was no need to explain it to them.

When I walked to the box next to me, I took out a bottle of wine. The bottle was extremely gorgeous. It was actually made of high-quality white crystal, transparent and full of nobility.

"This bottle of wine is sold in Beijing for nine taels and nine cents of silver. Because Long Live said it must not be too luxurious, so it limited such a price." Bai Minghe introduced the wine calmly, but he was stunned by Hou Tianci. When did he see such expensive items?

Not to mention wine, I’m afraid I can’t buy this bottle for ten taels of silver.

At least they can't buy it in Turus.

Bai Minghe poured wine for the two of them, and did not mention the war at all, but was just asking about the customs and favors of Tulupan.

Hou Tianci was puzzled, but he could not ask more questions.

Even ordinary generals of the Ming Dynasty were afraid that they would not be qualified to ask about military information, let alone a surrendered general like himself, so he could only patiently accompany Bai Minghe to chat about various cultural customs about Tulupan.

The white-famous crane seems to be very interested in mountains, water, and land.

Tulupan is not a pure herdsman. They have their own land. Although the number is very small, they also plant some barley and the like. And some people are growing grapes, but the number is very small. Nothing else, because of the war.

"Go back!" Bai Minghe took the initiative to ask Fan Liang and Hou Tianci to leave after chatting for a while.

Hou Tianci did not move, and stood up and held his right hand in his chest: "Dignified lord, I have brought forty thousand elite soldiers to fight for you. We use the sword to show our loyalty. We will also use the sword to show our bravery."

"I will not be a false person, just tell the truth."

"Please tell me clearly!" Hou Tianci was a little nervous. This young official who made Fan Liang clearly express his admiration when talking was really incomprehensible and unsightly.

Bai Minghe leaned on the back of the chair and said slowly: "Actually it's very simple. If you are willing to fight, then fight, but I may not need your combat power, and Yesen is not a match that makes me a headache. Of course, you may not like to listen to this. Because the Ming Dynasty had just lost, and it was a big defeat!"

That's right, there was a defeat in the Ming Dynasty, and the transformation of Tumubao is known to everyone in the world.

"Tomorrow you are responsible for tracing the way out. When you hear the sound of cannons, take action. Remember my words, you show sincerity to me, and I will let you see my strength. I believe that you will have another thought in your heart after tomorrow. Then I will talk to you about your hometown. Now is not the time."

"Can you dare to ask you!" Hou Tianci used a respectful word.

"Just ask!"

"What will we encounter tomorrow? Is it a fierce battle or something else?" Hou Tianci said in his heart. He sent troops when he heard the sound of cannons, and he would definitely encounter Yesen's main force. This is a tactic of front and back attacks. From a tactical point of view, it is a good tactic, but it does not conform to Bai Minghe's current attitude.

Bai Minghe smiled: "You came here because you believed in me, so let's continue the trust in your heart. Me, Bai Minghe, and the Ming Dynasty behind me, are you really worthy of your trust? You will know tomorrow. If you think I am not worthy of your trust, then you, your subordinates, and everyone else. I will provide food and grass for you to go home."

"What then?" Hou Tianci really couldn't figure it out, nor did he believe that Daming would let people like him leave.

"No, if it is really not worthy of your trust, I will no longer enter the desert for ten years." Bai Minghe replied very seriously.

Hou Tianci wanted to say something else, but Fan Liang said, "You can stay away from fighting, but tomorrow our army will obey orders. No one in the world has ever doubted what my Lord Bai said."

Seeing that Fan Liang was a little angry, Hou Tianci was not good enough to ask again.

Bai Minghe smiled: "When people first meet, the trust is only 50%. With time, contact, and what happens between the two, this trust will increase or weaken. If you don't believe me, I can understand. Then I will explain it to you."

"Sir!" Hou Tianci was very respectful because he knew that the white crane represented the Ming Dynasty.

"Tomorrow, several veteran generals gave me an hour. Because I only have two battalions under my command, I am the first general to go to the battlefield. The total number of my two battalions is only 13,400,000, and in fact they don't believe me very much." Bai Minghe smiled.

But Fan Liang and Hou Tianci couldn't laugh. They could hear Bai Minghe was telling the truth.

"If I fail, my men will not shake the foundation of these troops. They still have 50,000 or 60,000 people in their hands, which is enough to support this battlefield. But I answered them, it only takes half an hour to do it. Of course, I am still a little more conservative in my work, but in fact I only need a quarter of an hour."

"What about a quarter of an hour later?" Hou Tianci was surprised and asked almost subconsciously.

"Yexian will kneel in front of me, of course he is alive." Bai Minghe said relaxedly.

Hou Tianci didn't believe it, and Fan Liang couldn't believe it.

"Tomorrow, when you attack, you will only face the enemy's dispersed deserters. If the Wassar people gather their arms and prepare for war, you can just turn around and leave. You don't need to participate in the war. On the contrary..."

Bai Minghe did not say what would happen if the opposite happened. Hou Tianci held his chest and bowed deeply. He did not say anything. This action represented the opposite meaning. If it was really as Bai Minghe said, then he naturally understood what to do.

Fan Liang took Hou Tianci away and prepared to rush to the rear of the tile sect.

Wang Cheng came in and stood beside Bai Minghe: "Sir, this time even subordinates must dare to say something, you are arrogant."

"Is that so? Then let you take a look tomorrow. I'm crazy about capital." Bai Minghe said that, and took out a small wooden box and threw it in front of Wang Cheng: "Wang Cheng, there are 163 orders here, and follow the hair of the human hair. Tell them that they can either do it or engage in military law. Tomorrow, I will teach you Yesen, what is war!"

"Sir!" Wang Cheng really felt that the white-named crane was too crazy. The Watshu people were called 100,000, but there were at least 50,000 combat soldiers.

Wang Cheng really wants to ask, Bai Minghe, why are you?

But he was a subordinate and was in a military camp at this time. Even if the order was wrong, even if he was asked to die, he would not hesitate at all. Just conveying the order, Wang Cheng gave a military salute: "Sir, Wang Cheng's life will follow you."

"Wang Cheng, you and I have not experienced life and death, but I have not yet gone back to sleep with the Princess of Wadao."

Wang Cheng was stunned for a moment and slapped his chest heavily: "Sir, Wang Cheng believes in you now, and everything will be followed tomorrow." Wang Cheng really believed it because of a joke from Bai Minghe.

But some things are not jokes. Bai Minghe has done the work of fighting flies with cannons, and Wang Cheng also thought of the comments given by the officials in the capital to Bai Minghe. They said that Bai Minghe is 70%. This is not a derogatory meaning, because no matter how confident the Bai Minghe is, he will only say that he is 70% of the person he is.

For example, when Bai Minghe said that he was 60% sure, he was about 90%.

When it comes to 50%, it is also 75% of them.

The two battalions trained by Bai Minghe himself, from the generals leading the army to the captains of a small team, more than 200 people focused around the tent. Wang Cheng recited his name and issued orders one by one. The general who led the troops cursed the captains next to him: "One of the matter, whoever dragged me down will take my life."

The orders of each deputy general, lieutenant, and team commander reached every step they were going to take, and even the positions they were in line.

The white-known crane poured the last glass of wine in the bottle into his own glass in his tent.

"There is actually Fugen wine, so you dare to come first if you only have tens of thousands of people." Bai Minghe thought to himself that if there were really 300,000 to 400,000 people, he would definitely be afraid. But when there were only tens of thousands of war soldiers and the rest were all miscellaneous soldiers, Bai Minghe could not find a reason for his failure, so of course he could play despicable.

On the battlefield, there is no despicableness, only strategy.

However, I still want my face.

Bai Minghe held the last glass of wine in his hand and began to think about how he should trick him into sight tomorrow, and then he showed off the equipment he had spent a year in business and spent countless silver to save. Within a quarter of an hour tomorrow, Bai Minghe believed that he would throw out tens of thousands of taels of silver.

What is silver? It’s only tens of thousands of taels.

Several old generals saw that Bai Minghe had already started to act overnight, and they were also starting to prepare.

It’s not that they don’t believe in Baiminghe, at least they don’t trust them at all, otherwise they wouldn’t be allowed to fight for a while. The old generals were assembling tasks from their subordinates, first, they were to respond at any time, and second, if Baiminghe succeeded, they would pounce on them and kill them hard.

The next day, the two armies, which were only thirty miles away, began to move towards each other's position.

Finally, at a distance of about 300 steps, the two armies stopped at the same time and began to set up their own formations. In such a battle, no one took the initiative to attack the other side. Melee was not what famous generals like, because melee was a war of attrition, a real battle of killing one thousand enemies and losing eight hundred themselves.

Whether it is the Ming Dynasty or the Watshu people, they are looking forward to the battle to disperse the other party. (To be continued...)

ps: I really drove people crazy last night. The new version of word will be saved automatically and invalid. After the blue screen, many words disappeared...

Disappeared...

sad……
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