The trumpet sounded, the hoofbeats of horses roared, and a group of Ming soldiers in front of the Qing army's camp shouted and rode forward, then raked away outside the range of their bows and arrows.
"Hahahaha." Xian Guoan burst out laughing, pointing at the Ming army cavalry with trembling fingers, as if he had seen something ridiculous.
"Admiral Xian, why are you laughing?" Zhang Yong was dissatisfied, curled his lips, and asked in a sinister tone.
"I know you, you bastard." Xian Guoan's laughter slowly died down, but he did not turn to look at Zhang Yong, but shouted to the Ming army in the distance: "Stop bluffing, change it."
Are you just trying to deceive me with just a flag? It’s a childish trick. Let’s use someone else next time.”
Zhang Yong frowned and was silent in thought.
"Captain Zhang, can you explain whether the army is ridiculous?" Xian Guoan turned his head, with a look of contempt on his face, and said: "Why this king and that prince are just messing around with people, and the flags are changed again and again.
You want to give the illusion of having more troops and scare our troops away!"
"Admiral Xian, you are not going to attack Tengchong again, are you?" Zhang Yong was startled, fearing that Xian Guoan would go crazy and interrupt his retreat.
Xian Guoan really hesitated. After a long while, he shook his head helplessly and said, "Let's retreat. We will make the final decision when the people who went to Longling to inquire about the information come back."
"I'm afraid it's too late." Zhang Yong was a little angry, his voice was a little louder, and he pointed in the direction of Gaoligong Mountain and said: "I have already sent two troops to set up a stronghold on the way back to meet them. Why do you still want to go far away?
We must retreat through Longling."
Xian Guoan's face darkened, and he retorted with a snort: "I sacrificed the near for the far, aren't you willing to sacrifice the easy for the difficult? If the road is smooth and there is no Ming army guarding Longling, what's wrong with our army retreating from there? Longling
The county seat can provide a resting place for our army, but it is a hundred times better than your hastily built camp."
"It's a hundred times stronger. I think it's a hundred times farther." Zhang Yong retorted, "The road is smooth, and the Ming army is fast in pursuit."
"Pursuit? Just rely on these Ming troops?" Xian Guoan pointed at the Ming troops who had retreated outside the camp, then stared at Zhang Yong and shouted: "They dare to chase, don't our troops dare to fight? Or not?
How can you make them run wild if you draw troops twice?"
Zhang Yong sneered and said: "I mobilized the Gansu and Shaanxi Green Battalion, but it has nothing to do with your department. If you can't see the rampant Ming army, the line admiral can lead his thousands of soldiers to defeat them."
"We have decided to retreat, so what if we defeat them?" Xian Guoan rolled his eyes. He was unwilling to fight alone and lose more troops. He snorted twice and turned to leave.
Bah, guerrilla Hu Xiance spat hard at Xian Guoan's back, turned to Zhang Yong and said: "Commander, let's ignore this idiot and retreat first!"
Zhang Yong pondered for a while with a sullen face, then shook his head and said: "No, returning without success is already a crime. If you retreat on your own again, it is difficult to guarantee that the national security of the line will not bite back, saying that our army retreated in fear of the enemy, and he led the army to cut off the rear bravely.
The whole army can be saved. However, it is not impossible."
"What can we do?" Hu Xiance asked anxiously.
"The army will withdraw first. I will stay with two thousand troops for the time being." Zhang Yong glanced at Hu Xiance, his meaning was a bit complicated, "Xian Guoan will not dare to retreat to Longling alone. Seeing that the situation is irreversible, we can only follow him.
Already."
Hu Xiance blinked his eyes, raised his hands and said: "The governor is the commander-in-chief of our army, so there is no reason to cut off the successor. The last general is incompetent, so he is willing to lead the troops and stay to stop the Ming army."
Zhang Yong shook his head hesitantly and said: "It's better if I cut off the post. Even if the national security on the front line is dissatisfied, they can't do anything to me."
"Captain Governor, don't worry. Although my official position is not as high as his, but I have two thousand soldiers in my hands, what can he do to me?" Hu Xiance continued to insist: "Let him withdraw first when the time comes, and I will hold on to the camp. He will never come back."
You have something to say!"
Zhang Yong looked very touched, reached out and patted Hu Xiance on the shoulder, and said: "Well, only you can take on this important task. It's rare for you to understand the overall situation, but you will be wronged."
"What are you talking about, Commander-in-Chief? As long as the whole army can return safely, it doesn't matter if we have to tolerate the national security on the front line." Hu Xiance replied enthusiastically, with a loyal look on his face.
Zhang Yong said a few more words of comfort, and then he and Hu Xiance left the village wall together, each going to make arrangements for retreat and persistence.
Tengchong suddenly turned back 6,000 men and horses. The Qing army's maneuverability was greatly weakened, and it also lost the strength to continue offensive operations. In the jungle of Gaoligong Mountain, under the torment of the rainy season, not only the men could not bear it, but the war horses were also lost.
Not small. Now Zhang Yong and Xian Guoan only have about 3,000 cavalry left in their hands. Although there are more cavalry than the Ming army in front of them, no one is willing to use them easily. Moreover, the Ming army is just harassing and does not compete with the Qing army at all.
The meaning of battle formation.
Up to now, Zhang Yong's Ganshan Green Battalion has less than 4,000 combat troops, excluding battle damage and injuries. The frontline national security department entered the war late and is stronger, but only about 6,000 are left. Moreover,
The shadow of the defeat loomed, coupled with constant injuries, morale was very low.
Precisely because of the fatigue of the soldiers, walking through Gaoligong Mountain in the rainy season is a very headache and frightening thing. It is no wonder that Xian Guoan has been hesitant and always thought of returning via the Longling Road.
But hesitation was a taboo among military strategists and gave Zhu Yongxing of Tengchong the opportunity to lead his troops for a decisive battle. Although the army had added a large number of prisoners and the training time was not long, sending troops to fight seemed somewhat hasty. But compared with the Qing army's retreat,
The decision has been made. Compared with the Qing army's difficulties in the rainy season, the Ming army still has a slight advantage in morale, psychology and physical strength, not to mention the secret weapons and elephant soldiers to assist in the battle.
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A layer of light clouds drifted across the sky, and the moonlight after the thunderstorm was like flowing water, quietly flowing outside, like a dream wrapped in a veil.
Zhu Yongxing holds a quill pen in his hand, and sometimes he writes vigorously, sometimes he stops writing and thinks deeply, and his brows sometimes wrinkle and sometimes relax.
"Your Highness, the wind has picked up, be careful of catching a cold." Mengzhu gently put some clothes on him and whispered.
Zhu Yongxing put down his pen and moved his sore wrist. Mengzhu squeezed his shoulder knowing the pain and heat.
"The baggage troops have already set off, and I will lead the army out again tomorrow." Zhu Yongxing exhaled a long breath with some emotion, paused, and said quietly: "Let's end this war quickly, so that we can go east to Annan.
Create a new situation.”
"Your Highness doesn't have to go to the battlefield in person. It's the same as letting those veterans go, right?" Mengzhu's hand was grabbed by Zhu Yongxing and pulled forward, and she lay on Zhu Yongxing's back.
"Don't worry!" Zhu Yongxing pulled Mengzhu's hand tighter, feeling her breath like blue and the two balls of flesh sticking to her back, which made him feel strangely excited. If he didn't want to set an example and set a good example for women,
The rule that you are only allowed to marry at the age of 17 or 18 will eat you up now.