This was the second time Zhao Junchen witnessed fighting on the battlefield with his own eyes.
The last time Zhao Junchen saw the two armies fighting with his own eyes was when he was attacked by the Mongols when he first entered Shaanxi and Gansu.
At that time, Zhao Junchen was at the core of the battlefield. At critical moments, he even had to pick up the sword himself and fight for his life. He only wanted to kill the enemy and save his life. Naturally, he had no time to observe the battlefield situation and could not make a calm judgment.
Of course, Zhao Junchen at that time had no such ability at all.
But now, Zhao Junchen is several miles away from the battlefield and no longer has to worry about his own safety. With the help of Yunluan Mountain's geographical advantage, he can overlook the battlefield from a high position and finally has the opportunity to put himself in the position of a general and use a
He has the attitude of a war commander, coldly judging changes in the battle situation.
When Zhao Junchen was attacked by Mongolian cavalry, the combined strength of both sides was only about 2,000, but the battle was already in chaos with heavy casualties! But now in the battle at the foot of Yunluan Mountain, the combined strength of both sides is four to five.
With thousands of soldiers and horses, the fighting spirit and determination of the soldiers of both armies were much stronger, which was naturally even more shocking.
Zhao Junchen stood on the top of Yunluan Mountain and looked down at the entire battlefield. He saw that the soldiers and horses of both sides were black and covered the entire land, densely packed and boundless. The uniforms of the Mongolian coalition forces were mostly gray and yellow, while the Ming army's uniforms were mostly gray.
Wearing dark red mandarin duck battle robes, the battle between the two armies was like a huge gray-yellow wave sweeping over the plains and slamming against the dark red rock wall, erupting with an earth-shattering momentum.
The archers fired wave after wave of arrows like a plague of locusts, and each wave of arrow rain represented the loss of hundreds of lives; the charge of the cavalry was like the scythe of death, leaving a large number of people behind with each swing.
Remains of corpses; the infantrymen rushed forward, using their flesh and blood and simple shields to resist the collision of the cavalry and the rain of arrows on their heads, but if the enemy accidentally fell into their siege, they would be torn to pieces in an instant...
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Even standing on the top of the mountain, Zhao Junchen could still feel the tragic atmosphere on the battlefield. When the two armies were fighting, it seemed as if the entire Yunluan Mountain was shaking!
Seeing the tragic and tragic situation on the battlefield, Zhao Junchen's face became paler, but his performance was much calmer than last time and he could still analyze the situation calmly.
After all, this war does not require Zhao Junchen to fight in person, and safety issues can be guaranteed for the time being. Although there are heavy casualties on the battlefield, to Zhao Junchen, they are just a set of numbers!
Even while observing the battlefield situation, Zhao Junchen had time to reflect on his gains and losses during the march and formation!
"Now it seems that my training methods during this period were not wrong! Since taking control of the main force of the border army, I did not strengthen their combat skills, nor did I train the soldiers to cooperate in battle formations and execute tactics.
Use silver rewards, hatred, sense of honor and other means to continuously stimulate the fighting spirit and morale of the soldiers...
Whether it is martial arts, battle formation coordination, tactical command, etc., they all take a lot of time, and may not be useful when it comes to combat... On the contrary, the fighting spirit and morale of the soldiers are the easiest to improve, and the effect is the most significant! If
In the past, when the Ming army encountered such a tragic battle, it had already collapsed and fled. But now the soldiers not only still stick to the front, but also become more courageous as they fight. This performance is even better than I expected.
It should be better..."
When I encountered a sneak attack by the Mongolian cavalry, it was the first time I witnessed the war of this era with my own eyes. At that time, I felt that the combat between the two sides had no technical content at all. Both the command ability of the generals and the execution ability of the soldiers were extremely clumsy.
, it’s just like novices catching each other... And now the scale of this war is dozens of times larger than the last time, and the battle situation is more tragic, but there is no difference in essence, it is just a fight for bravery and casualties...
It's a pity that I sent Qi Bin's new army to garrison on the north bank of the Weishui River. This army can still maintain effective command and execution in chaotic battles. If it appears on this battlefield, it will definitely be able to play a big role..."
While thinking secretly, Zhao Junchen shook his head gently, bringing his drifting thoughts back to reality, and thought again: "However, although the performance of the soldiers was good, my troop layout this time was wrong.
Some mistakes were made. I originally wanted to take advantage of the Mongolian army to cross the river and deploy a part of the troops on the north bank of the Xiaochuan River. However, I did not expect that the Mongolian army generals would be so courageous and did not panic at all. Instead, they used the tail
The way to survive was to sacrifice part of the troops to desperately block the ambush on the north bank, while the main force concentrated on breaking out towards the south bank!
In this way, my original arrangement weakened my own strength. Although the two or three thousand men left by the Mongolian army on the north bank were in danger this time, the war on the south bank was not optimistic. The strength of the two sides was roughly close, and the soldiers
It will be very difficult for them to prevent the Mongolian army from breaking through... Now the casualties on the south bank battlefield are so tragic. To a large extent, I am responsible. I underestimated my opponent. I should not rely on my victory to the enemy's stupidity.
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Thinking of this, Zhao Junchen felt a little guilty.
But it was just "some self-blame" and did not reach the level of guilt and shame.
The situation on the battlefield is too complicated. No one can predict all the changes. Various tactical considerations have pros and cons. If Zhao Junchen had changed to another arrangement, the battlefield situation might be even worse than it is now.
Maybe!
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While Zhao Junchen was thinking deeply, Wu Qifan and Zhou Bo stood on Zhao Junchen's left and right respectively, also closely observing the battlefield situation, but unlike Zhao Junchen's calm performance, they were pure civil servants after all, and no one could
It can be seen that the two of them are excited and anxious.
Seeing the casualties of the Han army increasing, and the defense line gradually becoming unstable under the repeated attacks of the Mongolian cavalry, Wu Qifan and Zhou Bo could no longer bear it and said to Zhao Junchen: "Master Zhao.
, This cannot continue like this! Although the soldiers performed bravely, the troops on the south bank do not have an advantage, and most of them are infantry. The Mongolian army not only has a large number of cavalry, but also is bent on breaking out. I am afraid they will not be able to stop it! Once this happens,
Just to let the Mongols break out, our painstaking arrangements this time will be in vain!"
"Yes, Your Majesty the Imperial Envoy, we must think of a way! In such a bloody battle, the soldiers are really seriously injured. Once their vitality is seriously injured, it may affect the subsequent war..."
Zhao Junchen turned to look at the two of them, his expression remained unchanged, and he said slowly: "What are you anxious about? The soldiers on the front line can still hold on for a while, and the morale of the Mongolian army has not exhausted yet. Although I am a little behind,
hand, but now is not the time to activate it. If I use my backhand now, I’m afraid it won’t be able to exert the greatest effect!”
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There was some problem with the computer and it suddenly crashed! After restarting, only half of the word count was left, and I felt like crying but no tears.
For the time being, I will post the first half of the chapter first. The number of words is small, so please forgive me!