Influenced by the classroom atmosphere, facing this military issue that concerns the national policy of the Ming Dynasty, the generals also used their brains and carefully thought about this topic that had almost never been involved in before.

Over the years, the soldiers on the Nine-side have talked the most about how to guard their cities, how to survive the invasion of Mongolian cavalry, and how to prevent the court from "setting accounts after the autumn".

But at this moment, in front of the magical master who was performing the great victory in Manzhutan, they had put aside those distractions and began to seriously think about how to better face the Mongolian cavalry from the perspective of the Ming Dynasty decision-makers.

Lin Weiran added this question neatly in the form of a right vertical to the first three questions, then turned around and looked at the generals and said lightly: "Since we unanimously believe that the Altan army will go south again, Altan may want to plunder the next

More supplies, so how should we face their invasion?”

Although Li Chengliang and others have already used their brains, things cannot be solved by sitting here with wonderful ideas. After all, many things exist objectively.

Just like a group of foxes, no matter how smart they are, they can hardly resist a group of hungry wolves coming to grab food, let alone they want to try to eliminate these hungry wolves.

The whole class was silent for a moment, and a young man with a fierce face suddenly stood up from his seat, which immediately attracted the attention of the generals present.

Zhang Long seemed thick and thin, and bowed respectfully to Lin Xun, "Mr. Lin, I am Zhang Long, the guerrilla general of Datong, and a genuine rough man. If I say it too straightforwardly or inappropriately, please

Don’t blame me, Mr.!"

"This is the time for the Prime Minister to come here to discuss these military issues with you. Naturally, he will not blame him, and it is even more impossible to pursue the matter later!" Lin Weiran responded with the style of Prime Minister, and then looked around the generals present and warned him.

: "As for everyone here, don't spread the word about what you said in this classroom today! Otherwise, if anyone causes trouble, my parents will definitely not let you go!"

Not to mention his identity and status are here, just in this era of strong literature and weak martial arts, he really doesn't need to take action on any general he really wants to liquidate.

Li Chengliang and others nodded and said yes, knowing that Lin Xuran is giving everyone a reassurance, and even using practical actions to protect them.

"I came here this time. Although I often boasted that I had killed many Tartars, I said that cutting Tartars was like cutting cabbage! In fact, the Tartars were indeed much more powerful than we thought. See them in the border army.

Many people can be scared to the Tartars, and many people have killed the Tartars!" Zhang Long raised his head and looked at Lin Weiran, saying frankly.

The best measure of whether a soldier has combat power is undoubtedly courage and military achievements. If neither of these two is available, then no matter how many of them are, it will be a substitute.

Li Chengliang and others felt that their faces were dull, but they knew that this was the truth. No matter how they despise the Tartars on weekdays, if they really fought with the Tartars, they were often at an absolute disadvantage.

Lin Qingran knew this real situation naturally, but evading the problem was not his personality. He looked at Zhang Long and asked lightly: "General Zhang, how can you tell me specifically about the power of the Tartars?"

"This... I dare not say anything about Bei Zhi, for fear... I am afraid that if the news comes out, the superior will blame Bei Zhi for shaking the morale of the army!" Zhang Long responded with some scruples in the face of Lin Shiran's questioning.

Lin Weiran looked at the others again and found that they all lowered their heads. Although many people knew that they were deceiving themselves, the border troops had already determined the political correctness of "the strong and the weak" and rejected the political error of "the weak and the strong".

Lin Qingran sighed sadly, knowing that many things have to be corrected step by step, and said lightly: "There is nothing that cannot be said! The Tartars have been urinating and riding horses and shooting arrows since they were young. They are all good hunters, and they are equipped with

They have excellent weapons and also have the experience of group combat training during hunting, so individual combat and group combat are better than us!”

But it was not that the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty were really inferior to the Mongolian cavalry. It was just that many things were determined by the living environment, just like there was no qualified water thief among the Mongolian cavalry.

"The Master Lin Ge is wise, this is true. The Tartars are indeed stronger than our Ming Dynasty in individual or group combat!" Zhang Long heard Lin Weiran say so bluntly, and he also bowed flatteringly.

Li Chengliang and others also quietly changed their views towards Lin Junran, realizing that Lin Junran was indeed very different from the previous officials. However, they did not mean to embellish the peace, but instead looked at the problem realistically, neither hearing about tigers nor blindness.

arrogant.

Lin Xuran knew that Zhang Long was talking, so he looked at Zhang Long and asked lightly: "In accordance with General Zhang's opinion, how should we deal with Altan's invasion?"

Generals such as Ma Gui also turned their heads to look at Zhang Long, but were curious about what kind of plan he would come up with.

"Old Master Lin, the current situation is that the enemy is strong and we are weak. I think the most reliable way to deal with it is still the old way. Our troops guard their respective cities and wait until reinforcements from other border towns arrive, and then they will encircle the Tatars together.

Zi, drive those Tartars back to the prairie!" Zhang Long's eyes revealed a bit of sincerity, and he said with caution.

It’s not that he was unwilling to defeat the Mongolian cavalry, but he grew up on the nine sides and joined the army at the age of sixteen. He had already seen the fact that the obvious weak and strong Tartars were strong.

If Lin Junran forced to fight head-on with the cavalry led by Altan, not to mention that their hope of victory was slim, and once severely damaged, it would directly shake the fragile foundation of the entire Ming Dynasty.

As soon as he finished speaking, Guan Hu said unanimously: "Where is driving the Tartars back to the prairie, it is obvious that we have relied on the large number of people and the Tartars have almost robbed them, and they are just giving them away as if they are good.

Just go out!"

Ma Gui and others listened to Guan Hu's angry remarks. Although they admired Guan Hu's boldness and straightforwardness, they knew that this was already an open secret.

Every time, Mongolian cavalry burned, killed, looted, as long as the Tartars did not run to Beijing to alarm the emperors and court leaders in the capital, all armies were willing to be followers of the Tartars.

"It is certainly the best time for us to pursue the situation, but if we want to attack them, it is hard to say that we will win!" Ma Gui and Guan Hu's views were different, so he expressed his own opinions.

Guan Hu frowned slightly, but he didn't know whether he was considering his friendship with Ma Gui or being convinced by Ma Gui's point of view, but he did not refute Ma Gui's point of view.

For a moment, the atmosphere here was a little silent and depressing!

Although they really wanted to have a bloody battle with the Tartars, they really used a head-on battle with the Mongolian cavalry, not only did they not have much chance of winning, but they also might put the Ming Dynasty in danger.

Nowadays, the most effective way to face Mongolian cavalry seems to be the method left over from the Yang Bo period.

"The brave will win when we meet on a narrow road! So what if we fight head-on with them? Before we even have a fight, we believe that our Ming Dynasty will definitely lose. I, Ma Dong, will be the first to dissatisfied!" A disharmonious voice suddenly rang.

Everyone looked over and it was Ma Fang's son Ma Dong, showing the heroic spirit of the general Huzi.

After all, Zhang Long did not belong to the Xuanfu Army. Seeing Ma Dong so detached from the facts, he had a dispute with Ma Dong. The two sides had a fierce debate over the war and the inability to fight, which was hard to say that they were in a fight.

Lin Xuran took all this in his eyes, but did not intend to stop it, but instead thought about their views seriously.

In the border army system of the Ming Dynasty, the Ma family army led by Ma Fang was undoubtedly an alternative. When facing the Mongolian cavalry, the Ma family army was not only not afraid to fight, but also the only two dared to fight head-on bloody battles with the Mongolian cavalry.

It is not a pity that Ma Dong would object to Zhang Long's point of view, because in his opinion, as long as each border town is like the Ma family army, there is no need to be afraid of the Mongolian cavalry at all.

Ma Gui didn't want to see the situation continue to deteriorate, so he took advantage of the opportunity to bow to Lin Qingran and said, "Mr. Lin, the battle of Manzhutan you hosted last year defeated the iron bones of my Ming soldiers. You rarely want us.

Hiding in the city as a turtle?”

Ma Dong, who was blushing with his face, was also slightly stunned, and then turned his head to look at Lin Weiran on the podium.

The highest military commander of the Ming Dynasty is not Yang Bo, the backer of the Shanxi merchant gang, but was replaced by Lin Qinran, the Grand Secretary of the Wenhua Palace and Minister of War. He was a military god-like figure who created the military miracle of Manzhutan.

This person presided over the border defense of the Ming Dynasty and would definitely not follow Yang Bo's style. He might be more radical than his ideas, and he would not have a dispute with Zhang Long at all.

Facing Ma Gui's problem, Lin Weiran first swept over the quiet generals, and finally fell on Guan Hu and said, "Commander Guan, you also participated in the war. Do you know what the key to the outcome of that battle is?"

"Haha... Of course, it's because the old master is so good at making things happen. Let's beat the Tartars to the point of falling!" Guan Hu immediately flattered.

Lin Weiran frowned slightly, and Qiao said angrily: "What I want is to seek truth from facts!"

"This is the truth. This matter has long been known to everyone in the world!" Guan Hu's flattery was slapped to the end, but he was very aware of advancing and retreating and then said seriously: "Mangosteen Beach is a bag terrain. They mistakenly thought we had already fallen into the trap, but

Unexpectedly, Mr. Lin had already ambushed General Shi there! We almost wiped out all of them with the advantage of Manzhu Beach and the huge advantages in the troops!"

"The reason why Manzhutan can win a great victory requires a specific terrain and also requires the surprise soldier of the Shijia Army. If it weren't for the surprise soldier of our Shihua Mountain, we would not have been able to gain an absolute advantage, and it would have been eaten by the Tartars in turn.

If it weren't for the special terrain of Mangosteen Beach, the Tatars' mobility could not be exerted, otherwise they would have run away when they saw that the momentum was wrong! That's why Mangosteen Beach's victory was a result of the battle under specific conditions and was not specific and universal!

"Lin Weiran looked at the generals and analyzed the situation of the great victory in Manzhutan.

Generals such as Li Chengliang all have strong military talents. After hearing Lin Shiran's analysis, they also learned about the battle earlier and knew that what Lin Shiran said was the truth.

The great victory in Manzhutan is not a proof that they are far superior to the Mongolian cavalry, but the result of Lin Yanran's strategy, which is actually something that happened under special conditions.

Lin Qingran saw the reactions of the generals, but said in a slogan: "I have been familiar with the books of sages since I was a child, and it also involves military tactics. I have never dared to slack off in recent years! My military views may be related to you.

The difference is that I always thought: from ancient times to the present, there is no real sense of defeating the strong with the weak."

"Gemaster Lin, this statement seems inappropriate. It's too shocking... It's shocking!" Li Chengliang frowned, but immediately spoke to refute.

He has been familiar with military affairs since he was a child, and he also knew all kinds of classics of fighting against the strong with the weak. Not to mention Xiang Yu's destruction, this battle of Guandu, the battle of Chibi, and the battle of Feishui are not fighting against the strong with the weak.

But just as he was, the old master Lin denied this long-accepted view. It is no exaggeration to say that he was shocking.

Lin Xuran's reaction to Li Chengliang was no exception, but he shook his head gently and said, "General Li, I have just said that my military views are different from everyone. You don't need to rush to refute me in this matter!"

After a pause, he continued, "Let me make an assumption that if both armies fight with elite troops, the winning side will definitely be to kill one in the local area with ten people, ten people, and ten people, and a thousand people will kill one in the local area.

There will be one person who will kill ten, ten people who will kill hundred, and one hundred people who will kill a thousand."

"No?"

"It seems that there is really no!"

"It's true that there is no one. When fighting, it's better to fight less!"

...

Li Chengliang couldn't help but slowly sink into thought. Generals such as Ma Gui and Guan Hu were all experienced in battles. They kept recalling the scenes on the battlefield in their minds, which confirmed Lin Yanran's statement.

In every battle with the Mongolian cavalry, even if their leader is brave, they often have to fight with more and less to win, and the Mongolian cavalry does not have the courage to fight with them.

Lin Weiran knew that his point of view had an effect, so he struck while it was hot: "When I planned the battle at Manzhutan, I pursued the strong to fight the weak. I took into account both the combat power, equipment and morale of all parties, and the terrain.

He Tianshi, everything he thought was to have an advantage on Mangosteen Beach." After a pause, he looked at Ma Dong and Zhang Long and continued, "As for whether to fight with Altan, I thought if I could fight with force

If you are weak, you will beat you hard, but if you cannot beat you with strong force, then I will not support you!"

Unlike many idealists, Lin Qingran prefers to be pragmatic. Even if he is trying to make a big deal, it is a battle to defeat the weak under specific historical conditions, rather than really letting soldiers really block ten because of a blow.

It's right.

Liang Dong also showed a thoughtful expression on his face, and he began to think seriously about Lin Weiran's words.

Seeing that the time was almost the same, Lin Xuran turned around and wrote a line of words, and said lightly: "This is the end of my class! I will leave you a homework assignment today: The Tartars are deploying troops in Liaodong this time, you think

Are they feinting or attacking in big ways?”

He knew that a true good teacher never instills in students how much, but rather gives them the ability to think, so that the real wisdom will be born.

After arranging the homework after class, he turned around and left the class, hoping that a few talented talents would appear from it and cultivate a few talented disciples.
Chapter completed!