After the news of Tengchong's defeat reached the Gudong Qing camp, Zhang Yong and Xian Guoan could not believe it for the first time. A defeat was a defeat. How could it be so miserable? Only a few hundred of the 6,000 men and horses escaped. It was said that all the troops were defeated.
It is not an exaggeration to say that the army was wiped out. And the timing is wrong. From the time when Yang Chun and Fan Guoao sent back the information about the occupation of Tengchong, to when the deserters came back to report the news, there was only more than one night. What happened in that night? Even if it was
The Ming army counterattacked and besieged the city, but thousands of people could not defend it for one night? This is really puzzling.
But so what if you don’t believe it, the facts are in front of you. It was not until the Ming cavalry led by Xianyang Hou and Guangchang Hou appeared in the Longchuan River that Zhang Yong and Xian Guoan finally broke the last trace of luck.
"Withdraw troops!" Zhang Yong thought for a long time and finally broke the silence. He looked at Xian Guoan with a sad expression, "The enemy hid his strength, but held on, abandoned danger, and broke roads to harass us, which caused us to make wrong judgments.
We finally caught the flaw in our lone advance. Now more than half of our army has been destroyed and we can no longer fight the enemy."
We, we! Xian Guoan listened to the words in Zhang Yong's words and understood what Zhang Yong meant. The responsibility is shared by two people. Anyway, the two families lost half of the 6,000 men and horses. No one can escape the relationship. Now that the situation has reversed, it is natural to withdraw the troops.
It is also in line with his thoughts.
"Yes, the enemy does hide their strength." Xian Guoan sighed and echoed: "The enemies in front of us include the fake Jin King Li Dingguo, the fake Gongchang King Bai Wenxuan, and several princes. We should report to Kunming.
Please mobilize a large army to encircle and suppress us."
Zhang Yong nodded, exaggerating the enemy's strength is a way, so that the responsibility for defeat will be much smaller. He pushed away the map on the table, pointed and said: "Then our army will make preparations for retreat immediately and return to Yongchang from the original road to rest and standby.
.Admiral Line, what do you think?"
Xian Guoan frowned with a grimace, looked at the map and thought for a while, then said: "The mountains are high and the roads are dangerous, and our army has many sick and wounded. It will be very difficult to return from the original route. If we take a detour to Longling, it will be farther.
The road is much easier."
The steepness of Gaoligong Mountain, the rainy season in the jungle, the narrow passes, the blood-sucking locusts, the deadly miasma... These really gave Zhang Yong a headache. Even if he could withdraw to Yongchang, it is estimated that the thousands of people in the camp would be injured and injured now.
He wanted to turn into bones in the mountains. But Zhang Yong pondered for a moment and still insisted on his opinion.
"Admiral Xian, it is true that the road is dangerous and difficult, but it is also extremely difficult for the enemy to pursue." Zhang Yong moved his finger on the map, "We will take a detour to Longling, then go to Songshan and Huirendu. The road is too far.
Our army is hampered by injuries and illnesses, and its speed cannot be increased. If the enemy pursues and outflanks us, our army may be in danger of being destroyed. Wouldn't it be even more dangerous?"
Pursue and outflank? The enemy is so strong that they can fight continuously? Exaggerating the enemy's strength is just for Kunming's ears. Did it really frighten you?
Xian Guoan thought this way and continued to insist on his opinion, "Director Zhang, the 6,000 troops and horses we sent are all elites. Although they were surrounded and eliminated by the trick, the enemy must have suffered heavy losses. I am afraid that they will not be able to continue fighting.
Arrest us? If we go through that damn mountain post road again, I guess that’s what the enemy wants. Without them taking action, thousands of people will be left in the mountains for nothing.”
Zhang Yong didn't know the specific fighting situation on the other side of Tengchong City, and there was no basis for refutation of Guoan's statement, but he always felt that although returning along the original route would cause further losses, compared with the risk of being outflanked and besieged by the enemy, it was still better to be safe.
Some.
Both of them were making random guesses and did not understand the specific situation in Tengchong, so neither could convince the other. After much debating, even though they ordered the troops to prepare for retreat, they could not make a decision for a whole day without making any decisions.
"It's not enough to make a plan." Zhang Yong returned to his tent and couldn't help but curse bitterly, "Hesitating and taking chances, being afraid of dangerous roads without foresight, I'm afraid this army will be ruined in the hands of this man."
"Captain, the situation may not be so serious, right?" Although Qing guerrilla Hu Xiance was a trusted general of Zhang Yong, he did not think the current situation was very dangerous.
Zhang Yong sighed and said: "If there is no long-term concern, there must be short-term worries. The Ming army has not taken any big action, and it should be reorganizing its troops. After all, if we want to eliminate the six thousand elites of our army, we will definitely have to pay a lot of casualties. But you think
Yes, this failure will allow the Ming army to capture a lot of war horses, and its maneuvering speed has been greatly improved. As for our army, it has lost so many horses and the number of sick and wounded is increasing day by day. How fast can it retreat? If we don’t act early
, isn’t it dangerous?”
After hearing Zhang Yong's analysis, Hu Xiance showed a look of surprise, but he still said with some hesitation: "If we take a detour to Longling, the road will be much smoother. If we go to Gaoligong Mountain, most of the sick and wounded soldiers will probably die in the mountain.
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"By taking a detour to Longling, most of the wounded and sick soldiers will survive?" Zhang Yong said coldly, "Although it is difficult to walk up Gaoligong Mountain, it is dangerous everywhere and can be defended, and the Ming army will not pursue them; and the road is smooth,
But won’t the time be prolonged? The Ming army relies on cavalry to pursue, outflank, and detour, and can use all kinds of methods. Even if they just stick to the tail and constantly harass and invite attacks, it is enough to put our army in trouble, and the losses will be small?
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"The governor thought carefully and carefully, but his subordinates were stupid." Hu Xiance finally understood everything, sighed with a wry smile, and said: "Xian Guoan thought it was a fluke, thinking that the Ming army also suffered a lot of losses, and it was more than enough to defend but not enough to attack.
Just hope that we can withdraw our troops and stop fighting!"
"You've suffered a big loss, why don't you remember it?" Zhang Yong sat on a chair, stroking his forehead feebly, and murmured: "Who is the Ming army general opposite? Why can't people guess it?
, and it’s like a bug in our belly, knowing everything we think. Step by step, it led us to such a dilemma. Alas, we were also careless and underestimated the harsh climate and environment of Yunnan."
"Yes, this Yunnan miasma, the jungle and the rainy season, and those damn insects and mosquitoes -" Hu Xiance twisted his body, as if he was being bitten by mosquitoes or locusts. After a while, he said with a grimace: "Sick
There are more casualties, and the longer it drags on, the worse it gets. This battle is unwinnable, at least we shouldn’t use troops during this damn rainy season."
"Using the power of heaven and earth to fend off the enemy, we already have a three-point chance of winning before the battle. The commander of the Ming army on the opposite side is awesome!" Zhang Yong frowned and guessed to himself: "It will be the pseudo-clan who stays behind.
What he did? But unlike other Ming army generals, his tactics were fictitious and real, hard to distinguish between true and false, very strange."