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Chapter Seventy-Three Military Strategies

"Guangchang County...Baoding, your Majesty wants to go to Puyinxing?" Wang Jinchao asked.

"Exactly."

The towering eight-hundred-mile-long Taihang Mountains separate Shanxi and Hebei, and the Eight Hundred Miles of Taihang Mountains are the mountain passes that connect the two places.

Puyinxing is the seventh among them. It is guarded by Zijingguan City on the mountain ridge. Going south to Datong, passing through this place, you can reach the hinterland of Hebei Province.

The reason why Chongzhen is so familiar with it is because during the Zhengtong period of the Ming Dynasty, the Wara tribe used Zijin Pass to invade the capital of the Ming Dynasty. As future generations, we should bear in mind the lesson.

The topic became more and more sinister as we talked. Your Majesty had previously said that there was no chance of winning in a field battle with Jianlu, so why did he want to attack Jianlu's city again?

"Our army has very little control over the situation in Beizhili. Is it inappropriate to attack hastily?"

Ma Yaozi on the side was a little moved, and said to Wang Jinchao: "Perhaps Your Majesty does not intend to fight for real? Instead, he feigns a shot?"

"Pah, pah, pah." Chongzhen smiled and clapped his hands, and Ma Yaozi had vaguely touched on the key point.

It wasn't that the three generals were incompetent, but that Chongzhen's thinking was too advanced. No one had ever fought such a tortuous battle.

"My situation is no better than that of the intruder. The army has more foot and fewer cavalry, and there are tens of thousands of people following behind me. In terms of speed, I will definitely not be faster than Jianlu."

"If you want to bring out the essence of rogue bandits, you need to take advantage of the situation, and this Taihang Mountain is my situation."

........

After allocating the good things, Chongzhen left with the military attache. Before the army set off, the top priority was to replenish the troops for each battalion and reorganize them.

"What is Mr. Sun worried about?"

Seeing that it was Song Xiance who asked the question, Sun Xuanhuai was unwilling to answer it, but when he thought about the fire in the granary, he finally played a role, so he reluctantly said: "Relocating people is a big deal, and I'm afraid some people won't want to leave.

go."

Although he could see Sun Xuanhuai's reluctance, Song Xiance still said with an attentive face: "I have something to say, I wonder if I would like to hear it?"

"speak."

"We thought that if it were placed before the war, when the victory or defeat between the enemy and ourselves was still unclear, moving to the city would inevitably arouse resentment among the people. But now that your majesty has won one battle first, and the rebels will definitely counterattack in the future, it should not be difficult to choose where to go."

"The truth is correct, but when the leaves fall back to their roots, some people can no longer walk."

"Just kidnap him, why is there such a dilemma?"

"You..." He said more than half a sentence, but Sun Xuanhuai regretted not saying more and walked away.

"A hot face is pressed against a cold butt." As soon as Song Xiance finished saying these sarcastic words, he remembered the scene of his face-to-face meeting last night, and even now his neck feels cold.

Chongzhen had long known about the bad affairs between him and Li Xuan, and he was so meticulous that he knew exactly how many pieces of gold he had collected. The reason why he was not in a hurry to find them was because the war was urgent and he had no time to take care of it.

"The failure to handle things is simply due to lack of ability. I have my own considerations, but if we gather together to fight like dogs, we are seeking death."

The look on His Majesty's face when he said these words was vivid in my mind, and the long swords gleaming on the left and right frightened Li Xuan to the point where he fainted.

In desperation, Song Xiance hurriedly recommended him to Chongzhen, saying that there was a miracle doctor in Taiyuan named Fu Shan. He had planned to invite his Majesty to serve in the camp, but the war prevented him from doing anything.

"Learn from Sun Xuanhuai. If he does it again next time, he will be executed without mercy and get out of here."

Long live my lord, long live my lord, I want to learn as a kid, but I have no way? Song Xiance returned to the wounded soldiers station in a miserable way. Next, he had to think of ways to transport the wounded soldiers.

...........

"Do you remember clearly what you should say and what you shouldn't say?" Chong stared closely at Mengchai's eyes, as if he could see through them.

"Remember clearly."

No matter what Mengchai's true thoughts were, at least he never showed dissatisfaction from the beginning to the end, and his attitude was considered respectful.

"Let's begin." Chongzhen nodded to Wang Jinchao. The door of the camp where the prisoners were guarded was opened. Mengchai called out in Manchu, and one after another the surrendered prisoners walked out.

The surrounding Ming soldiers were in full formation and surrounded the place on three levels, inside and outside, to guard against any changes.

Chongzhen put his hands behind his back and listened at close range to the conversation between Mengchai and the surrendered prisoners who came out. They must be the ox-wheelers under his command.

"Your Majesty, why don't you stay away? This is too dangerous." Tang Tong was a little worried and stepped forward to persuade him. After all, it was a battle of ten thousand people. Even if everyone was bare-handed, they should not be underestimated.

"What are you afraid of? Are you all just showing up?" Chongzhen didn't take it seriously and took two more steps forward. He firmly believed that Meng Cai cared more about the survivors than about victory or defeat.

When Tang Tong saw this, he murmured in his heart, he was completely different from the past! When they saw Ma Yaozi, Wang Jinchao and others looked calm. They were obviously used to it. Could it be that your Majesty's temperament has been like this since he came to Datong? Or is he even familiar with military strategy?

Just as he was wondering, a quarrel broke out in the crowd, and someone shouted at Mengchai with excitement.

Mengchai responded a few words, and the man became even more unstable and swung his hand hard at Mengchai's face.

This punch hit the face firmly, but Mengchai's tall figure remained motionless. If it weren't for the blood that slowly seeped out from the corner of his mouth, it would be difficult not to suspect that the two of them were acting.

"Your Majesty the Emperor, that's all." Mengchai said in Chinese instead.

"Give him the knife."

Mengchai took the knife handed over by the Ming soldiers and spoke Manchu and Chinese again, speaking to both the Manchus and Chongzhen.

"I guess I am willing to submit to the Ming Dynasty. From today on, the Emperor of Ming Dynasty will be our Great Khan."

As he spoke, he straightened the braid on the back of his head with his left hand, raised the knife with his right hand, and dropped the braid that looked like a rat's tail to the ground.

"Traitor!" The Manchu man who had just punched Mengchai screamed loudly. Mengchai sighed and stepped forward. In the blink of an eye, he cut the man's throat, then cut off the man's head with a knife and held it high in the air.

"I guess I am willing to submit to the Ming Dynasty. From today on, the Emperor of Ming Dynasty will be our Great Khan."

"The Great Khan said that those who are selected can stay as soldiers, and those who are not selected can go home."

"Everyone should be like me and cut off their braids."

There was dead silence in the air. Under the gaze of thousands of people, Mengchai kept repeating this rhetoric. If any objection came up, he would silently go and kill the person.

Seeing that the work was done, Chongzhen left the rest to Ma Yaozi and Yang Boxian to keep an eye on, while he returned to the commander's tent with the three generals.

Wang Jinchao and Jiang Xuan worked together, with a total of more than 3,500 people. In order to quickly gather an integer of 7,000 and ensure combat strength, Chongzhen decided to recruit elite troops from Tang Tong's command to make up for it.

In addition, all the armor and helmets obtained from the captured Jianlu were also allocated to the two of them.

"You will pick 3,500 captives later and put them into your camp. Those who are fooled cannot be touched. I will personally take them."

"Ah...yes." Tang Tong was still immersed in what he just said and couldn't react for a moment.

Good guys, all of these are serious real captives, Jianzhou Jurchens! They behave like concubines in His Majesty's hands. They are so damn wicked.

Chongzhen met Mengchai alone today, while the others were waiting outside the tent, so no one knew what happened or what was said.

"We are preparing meals at the end of the afternoon, but we have not yet begun to move out. The military situation is urgent, so there must be no mistakes."

"promise."


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