Now that Jianlu has been destroyed, all tribes on the grassland have to be reshuffled. Hu Duntu wants to sit back and enjoy the success, and become a single family, but this is just a wishful thinking.
There is no need for Dongjiang Town to deliberately win over the Mongolian tribes who surrendered to build captives, and they will change their attitude and turn to them in order to gain protection and not be annexed by the Chahar tribe.
As for the Jianlu who withdraw from Liaodong, the weaker their strength, the greater the possibility of being betrayed and attacked. Beating up the fallen dog is something that everyone likes to see.
Liu Xingzuo didn't care much about recruiting surrenders and rebels. He just asked casually whether to kill or not, and he didn't care about those people.
Nearly 30,000 cavalrymen took advantage of the opportunity to penetrate deep, causing huge losses to Jianlu and disrupting their plan to move north.
Now, there are only two roads left before Jianlu. One is to return to the army and fight head-on with the Flying Cavalry Regiment to open the way to the Horqin Grassland.
Another way is to avoid the Flying Cavalry Regiment and take a detour to move north. For example, Jianzhou, which was not originally planned to be used as a base, Jianlu should also consider it.
Breaking through the Flying Cavalry Regiment's blockade would inevitably involve paying a heavy price, so retreating to Jianzhou first for a buffer before retreating elsewhere seemed to be an option.
Just as Azig's troops retreated overnight and were on their way back to Shenyang, Guo Dajing led his troops to approach Fengji Fort. After receiving the reconnaissance report from the sentinels, Guo Dajing immediately realized that the battle situation had fundamentally changed.
"It should be that the flying cavalry regiment successfully penetrated, making the Jianlu no longer willing to fight, and could only flee north in panic." Guo Dajing rushed to Fengji Fort and saw an empty fort and some baggage that the Jianlu had hastily burned.
Liu Xingzhi had already finished the inspection and came to report, "The Jianlu retreated overnight and in a hurry. They originally planned to hold on, but they didn't have time to take away some of the heavy supplies."
Guo Dajing became more and more certain of his judgment and said: "The whole army moved in immediately and continued to put pressure on Jianlu, so that he did not have much time to organize calmly."
Liu Xingzhi bowed down to accept the order and led his troops to set off first, passing Fengji Fort and heading north.
Guo Dajing led other troops to follow closely and marched toward Shenyang along the main road.
It was no longer possible for Jianlu to stop the Dongjiang Army on this fifty or sixty-mile journey. Their troops and firepower were at a disadvantage, and Guo Dajing was not afraid of what Jianlu would do to lure the enemy deeper.
"Jianlu set off overnight and will be able to return to Shenyang today. If they all retreat, it will be tomorrow at the earliest." Guo Dajing was estimating the time in order to make the most accurate decision.
"Although our army is infantry, we can advance to the Hun River tomorrow and see Shenyang on the other side of the river. In other words, it is impossible for the Jianlu to retreat safely. Unless they all ride on horseback and abandon their baggage."
Of course, this possibility is not impossible. But the looting, burning and killing by the Flying Cavalry Regiment will destroy the supplies along the way for the Jianlu captives to flee north. Will they not carry the food, grass and baggage and escape from Liaodong by eating the soil and drinking the wind?
Moreover, if Jianlu wanted to escape with his family and his family, he would also be worried about being intercepted by the Flying Cavalry Regiment. Does Jianlu, whose military strength has been severely depleted, really have the courage to continue fighting to the death with the Dongjiang Army?
Therefore, under this predicament, the Jianlu were likely to choose the road to the north again. Take Fushun, Sarhu, and retreat to Jianzhou first. The road is shorter and more convenient.
Guo Dajing had a similar deduction when he was laying out the battle plan. He also knew that if he wanted to completely cut off Jianlu's northward escape route, with his current military strength, there would still be a lot of omissions.
"Can we deal a heavy blow to Jianlu? In addition to the flying cavalry regiment, the navy's men and horses can also block the route for Jianlu to escape to Fushun."
It is obviously unrealistic to rely on infantry to pursue Jianlu, or to intercept them in advance. But taking the water route is different. If you continue eastward through Shenyang along the Hun River, you can reach Fushun, or even reach Sarhu and Jiefan Village.
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"It would be better if the Jianlu troops were smaller." Guo Dajing frowned slightly, feeling a little helpless.
The Flying Cavalry Regiment had almost cut off the Jianlu's retreat route into the Horqin Grassland. If the navy carried troops down the Hun River to cut off the Jianlu's retreat route back to Jianzhou, it would have required almost 20,000 troops.
As a result, the troops in his hands were slightly thin. After all, they were deployed in three places. After being divided, he would not be able to form a military advantage over Jianlu.
Guo Dajing didn't want to take too many risks, but he didn't want to let Jianlu take it too easy. Although Jianlu had already suffered heavy losses, he felt it was still not enough.
"If the firepower is strengthened and more than 10,000 elite infantry are relied on for defense, can they withstand the attack of 30,000 captives?"
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Guo Dajing pondered, and an idea came to his mind. Although he was not sure, he thought it was worth trying. He sent a small team of cavalry to the Hun River to inform the navy of the situation and instruct their actions.
At this time, on the Hun River, the navy carrying Qianxie had appeared in the southwest of Shenyang and was sailing forward, approaching Shenyang.
In order to delay the actions of the Jianlu Mobile Corps as much as possible and give them a false impression, the navy also deliberately slowed down its journey so that Azig and other slave chiefs would not worry about being cut off from their retreat.
Obviously, the goal was achieved. Otherwise, there would not have been a big battle in Hupiyi.
The surface of the river was sparkling, but it was quickly cut by ships. The waves broke through, and the navy's ships, large and small, were like long dragons, moving forward quickly.
"I don't know what the situation is like with Jianlu. Our army might just make a wasted trip with no results." Mao Chenglu held up his binoculars and looked at the situation on the shore.
Zhang Tao didn't care about this and said: "As long as we act according to the plan, the result is not important. The enemy is not a fool, everything will go as expected."
Mao Chenglu smiled helplessly and said: "That's true. We are not far from Shenyang now, and we can arrive there tomorrow at the latest, but there is no large group of captives on the shore. I think it is very abnormal."
Zhang Tao thought for a while and said: "The Jianlu troops are limited and may not be able to spread the troops too far. As we get closer to Shenyang, they will probably react."
"I wonder if Guo Shuai's troops have broken through Hupiyi?" Mao Chenglu finally sat down in a chair on the deck and said slowly: "By now, even if they can't detect it, Jianlu should have realized that Liaoyang has been lost.
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This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Zhang Tao smiled and said: "Up to now, no matter how hard Jianlu struggles, his defeat has been decided. It is no longer easy to escape unscathed.
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The mentality of the two people is different, and the issues they consider are naturally different. The navy only plays a supporting role, and Zhang Tao does not expect to make any great achievements in Pingliao.
Mao Chenglu was a little impatient, but Guo Dajing had made it clear to him that he also wanted to continue taking the boat. As for the outcome of the battle, it was not up to him.
"Speaking of defeat, I feel that going straight down to Fushun seems to be more threatening." Mao Chenglu asked in a consulting tone: "Brother Zhang, what do you think?"
Zhang Tao scratched his head and said: "According to the plan, the Flying Cavalry Regiment will break through from Fushun, but they will not send troops to garrison, but will still destroy it in depth. If the Jianlu want to retreat north, they may really take Fushun and return to Jianzhou."
Mao Chenglu nodded repeatedly and said: "That's what I think. Jianlu's troops are not many anymore. If he wants to fight against the tens of thousands of flying cavalry, he probably doesn't have much confidence."
"But even if we can capture Fushun with only the former alliance, can we withstand the fierce attack of tens of thousands of captives?" Zhang Tao said with some concern: "Isn't it a bit risky?"
Mao Chenglu lowered his eyes, thinking, and did not speak for a long time.
If there is a city to rely on or a preset position, Mao Chenglu believes that his former allies, with sufficient ammunition, can defeat more enemies with fewer enemies, and they are not too afraid of two or three times the enemy.
This condition can be met now. Because the navy only contains soldiers from the former association, and the rest are transport ships, which are prepared to provide supplies to the main force near Shenyang.
But this requires Zhang Tao's cooperation, whether he will send the former associates to Fushun as he wants, and provide sufficient ammunition and supplies.
After all, there is currently no accurate information on Jianlu's movements. If Jianlu does not go to Fushun, the former association will make a trip in vain and occupy a lot of supplies.
Zhang Tao probably guessed what Mao Chenglu was thinking. He was not willing to cooperate. Even if he wanted to cooperate, he still wanted to wait for Guo Dajing's order. Anyway, it would only take two or three days at most before he could meet up with the main force.
"Sir, our cavalry is hoisting flags on the shore." At this moment, a lookout post on a ship reminded loudly.
Zhang Tao and Mao Chenglu hurriedly raised their telescopes to check and confirmed that there was no misunderstanding. They immediately sent a boat to the shore and picked up several cavalry.
"Commander Zhang, Commander Mao, and General Guo are here to deliver the order." After boarding the ship, the messenger bowed and presented the secret message.
Both Zhang Tao and Mao Chenglu knew this messenger, who was a personal soldier of Guo Dajing. They took the secret letter, checked the seal, and checked the code words. After confirming that it was correct, they opened it and read it.
"The Jianlu have fully retreated, and Guo Shuai is leading the main force to advance towards Shenyang." After reading the letter, the two of them were overjoyed.
Zhang Tao chuckled and said: "Our army will speed up and appear in Shenyang as soon as possible to put pressure on Jianlu."
Mao Chenglu also felt confident that his idea coincided with Guo Dajing's, and he was ready to cut off Jianlu's retreat in Fushun.
However, Guo Dajing still had to be more cautious and prepared to mobilize two battalions of soldiers to supplement the advance association and form an eastward advance regiment before launching operations.
Regardless of any adjustments to the layout, continuing to advance along the Hun River and meeting outside Shenyang City has not changed.
Now, Jianlu has fully retreated, probably to the Hun River to defend Shenyang. Only then did Guo Shuai dare to send someone to send a message, basically confirming that Jianlu had abandoned the south bank of the Hun River and there would be no danger.
At the same time, the Navy's original plan to cut off Jian's retreat had failed, so there was no need to conceal their whereabouts. The best course of action was to speed up and reach Shenyang.
Judging from the time, the navy and the main force arrived in Shenyang, there should be about the same time.
After the rendezvous, whether it is to cross the river and attack Shenyang or the eastward marching regiment to go down the river and attack Fushun, it can be implemented according to the actual situation.
"As long as we make a gesture of advancing eastward along the river, the Jianlu may change their route to the north." Mao Chenglu thought more and speculated: "Forcing the Jianlu to fight with the Flying Cavalry Regiment should be more serious.
favorable."
No matter in terms of military strength or combat power, the 30,000 Flying Cavalry Regiment is stronger than the former Association and the East March Corps.
As for the main force led by Guo Dajing, they are chasing after each other one after another. Under the attack from both front and back, Jianlu may face the danger of annihilation of the entire army.
If the East Marching Corps seizes Fushun, or intercepts the Jianlu troops on their way back to Jianzhou, they can ensure nothing goes wrong.
Zhang Tao nodded and gave the order again to speed up the march.
Only by appearing in Shenyang as soon as possible and letting Jianlu see it can the plan be implemented smoothly. Otherwise, Jianlu will all run away. Where will you go and who will you show it to?
"Guo Shuai's estimate is accurate." Mao Chenglu became calm and relaxed, and said with a smile: "After the battle of Hupiyi, the current strength of Jianlu should be less than 30,000."
Zhang Tao smiled and said: "So, the Flying Cavalry Group can defeat them?"
"Of course." Mao Chenglu said firmly: "Guo Shuai is now forcing Jianlu to take the Tielingwei, Anlezhou road. More importantly, Horqin Mongolia is a relatively powerful tribe and can give the defeated Jianlu
Final blow."
Zhang Tao blinked, looked at Mao Chenglu with a little admiration, and said: "It's amazing, you can see so far."
Mao Chenglu hurriedly said humbly: "It is Guo Shuai who has far-reaching vision and can see through people's hearts."
"So, not only the Horqin tribe, but also other Mongolian tribes will fight back." Zhang Tao also expanded his thinking and said: "If Jianlu had the strength to withdraw from Liaodong, he would not
this circumstance occurs."
Mao Chenglu smiled and chinned his head and said: "I don't know what the Jianlu would think. If they retreat quickly enough and go to Fushun, Sarhu will still have a chance to survive."
"It's fine for the army alone, but it will be difficult if we add the troops and baggage." Zhang Tao fiddled with the telescope in his hand and said, "We will take the water route. If everything goes well, it won't be much slower than them."
Mao Chenglu felt the ship speeding up and let out a long breath.
There is no doubt about the victory. The only difference lies in the size of Jianlu's losses. But no matter what, it will be difficult for Jianlu to withdraw from Liaodong without paying a considerable price.
"It turns out that this is how empathy is used." Mao Chenglu suddenly realized that this was a method that Guo Dajing often used and taught them.
Put yourself in the position of an enemy or opponent, and think of ways to get out of the predicament. The deeper you immerse yourself in the situation, and the more you consider it from the enemy's perspective, the more you will be able to judge the enemy's accurate actions.
"If I were a Jianlu, I would still choose to withdraw from Liaodong through Fushun and Sarhu." Mao Chenglu thought over and over again and finally came to a conclusion that he thought was very accurate.
The burning, killing and destruction of the Flying Cavalry Regiment is a reason that Jianlu cannot ignore. And the strength of the Flying Cavalry Regiment should also scare Jianlu.
If they go to Fushun, they may be intercepted, but Jianlu also knows that the enemy will mainly fight with infantry. This gives them an advantage in mobility.
What's more, this is the shortest retreat. They can still take a detour, but the infantry's pursuit is not too fast after all.
The last point is to retreat to Jianzhou, where they will not be backstabbed by the Mongolian tribes. This will allow them to gain valuable breathing time after successive battles.