The first thousand one hundred and eighty-nine chapters
Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15th, Ruian Sixth Year.
"Commander Qi, Deputy Marshal Rongwei, General Wan Shoujiang, and General Sun Qingfa have eliminated all the remaining enemies of the two groups of Jialisi! More than 70,000 prisoners have been escorted to Ganzhou!"
Wan Buhai, who was scanning the sand table, slammed his palm with a look of relief on his face: "Great, after fighting for so long, I finally got some exciting news!"
"Kong Desi, Wei Mingxing and the others went to fly kites for reinforcements from the Royal Court of Spieth. How is the situation now?"
The scout sighed helplessly and shook his head regretfully: "No scout has contacted the two generals' army yet! It has been almost a month and a half. The two generals only brought 30,000 cavalry, but there were many Turkic reinforcements.
One hundred twenty thousand."
"I don't know if these 30,000 brothers are already there"
Wan Buhai's face darkened: "No need to say any more, I believe that the two of them still have thirty thousand brothers!"
"These 30,000 brothers are all the best among the best selected from the Six Guards. They have all returned from the Western Regions with Duke Ding, and have mastered the skills of riding and archery with the people of the Western Regions!"
"The war horses are also excellent war horses selected from the Western Regions. It is natural that they cannot defeat the Turks. If you want to fight and retreat the Turks at the same time, you may not be able to defeat them."
"All the excellent armor, crossbows, and weapons in my northern expedition army have been concentrated on them!"
"Ancestors bless you, your descendants must return safe and sound."
"Report, dozens of small tribes under the jurisdiction of the Western Turks on the Hetao Grassland have united together, with more than 100,000 troops!"
Wan Buhai wandered around the tent with a calm expression on his face: "Sima, how much food and grass did we capture along the way?"
"Reporting back to the commander is enough to support the recovery of the Hetao Grassland. We have gone deep alone along the way and have completely severed contact with our brothers in the grain and grass troops!"
Wan Buhai breathed a sigh of relief silently, without showing any signs of relaxation. A handsome man should never reveal his inner feelings to his brothers.
Joy, anger, sorrow and joy are not allowed.
"As long as there is enough food and grass, there is nothing to fear from the remaining tribes, large and small. Although they are united, they fight independently and cannot effectively implement the general orders."
"As long as the remaining tribes are eaten, the Hetao grassland will be recovered!"
“It’s been two years, and I’m finally seeing results!”
"Report to the commander-in-chief that we have contacted the scouts of the two generals Condes. They are now making repairs more than two hundred miles northwest of us."
"That's great. I know that the ancestors will not let their descendants repeat the same mistakes and be buried in a foreign land."
"Quickly send an order to the two generals. The large group of troops has eliminated the remaining enemies and will come back immediately to join forces!"
"Got the order!"
Wan Buhai did not ask how many of the 30,000 brothers who were sent to fly kites by the scouts were still among the 120,000 Turkic enemy troops who were chasing and intercepting them.
He was afraid that he would get an unacceptable number.
Thirty thousand against fifty thousand is still capable of fighting. Wan Buhai believed in the group of howling wild wolves that followed Mr. Liu on his expedition to the west.
But with 30,000 against an enemy of 120,000, Wan Buhai had no idea at all.
He is the Grand Marshal of the Northern Expedition and the backbone of the Northern Expedition army. He must comfort the morale of the soldiers.
But who will comfort his heart?
One general is incompetent and the three armies are exhausted.
Wan Buhai was afraid that he would become the exhausted general of the three armies.
"Jiang Lei, how many shells do we have?"
"There are only more than 150 shells left in the thunder cannon. There are not many shells left in the previous shells. There are still more than 220 solid shells left."
"As Brother Cai said just now, the lone army has gone too far and the supplies are gone!"
Wan Buhai once again placed his eyes on the sand table and scanned the sand table, waving to the few remaining generals: "The battle that I originally thought would be over in half a month has been going on for more than a month.
Incompetent, now that we have finally achieved results, I am finally relieved."
"Commander, please don't blame yourself. The Turks don't dare to confront us head-to-head. If we hadn't risked our lives to pursue and intercept them, let alone ending the battle, it would be a question of whether they could go back alive!"
"Yes, Commander. We are mostly infantry, unlike the Turks who are mostly cavalry. How can two legs outrun four legs?"
"Only many cavalry brothers risked their lives to support the speed of their retreat, so they were finally annihilated!"
"The right time, the right place, and the right people. We only took advantage of the right time, and we have already achieved fruitful results. Why should the commander blame himself?"
Hearing the words of comfort from his brothers, Wan Buhai finally felt better.
"Brothers, let's not talk about the past for now. Let's talk about the upcoming war first."
"Look, this is where we are now. The dozen or so Turkic tribes around us are scattered in all directions. Originally, I was worried about which tribe to attack first!"
"It's better for them to join together. This way, I can spare you the trouble of leading you all around to eat them one by one!"
"The Eradicate scouts reported that the Balu tribe is the largest among the dozen or so tribes, with the largest number of people and the richest pasture."
"This is the camp of the Balu tribe. Look at the terrain on the sand table. The Balu tribe has long rivers on the left and right, and there are hills. It is an excellent terrain."
"According to the Turkic people's habit of believing in respecting the strong, they will definitely converge on the Balu tribe to join forces."
"If we want to eat the Balu tribe, we must take a detour back to the hills northeast of the Balu tribe."
"There are two reasons. First, these hills can be used as a shield, allowing our army to get closer to the Balu tribe!"
"Secondly, most of us are infantry. The infantry charging by occupying the high ground can reduce our physical strength. On the other hand, the Turks will consume a lot of physical strength!"
"One is ebbing and the other is ebbing. Our Northern Expedition Army will occupy 30% of the advantage first. This will increase the chance of victory by 30%!"
"Just listen to the commander-in-chief, attack in a roundabout way, and annihilate all the tribes on the Hetao Grassland in one fell swoop!"
Wan Buhai shook his head silently: "I am not worried about the tribesmen on the Hetao grassland. What I am worried about is whether the 120,000 people from the Western Turkic Royal Court flying kites by Kong Desi will also take advantage of the situation to get involved.
Come in."
"If they get involved, the Turks will have 220,000 troops. On the other hand, we have killed more than 10,000 brothers and have 20,000 to 30,000 wounded soldiers!"
"There are only about 150,000 brothers who can go to the battlefield. Facing 220,000 Turks, we will either be defeated or defeated miserably!"
"The number of brothers who can eventually go home may be less than one hand."
"Three hundred thousand brothers followed me on the expedition, and not even 50,000 are left. Does the so-called victory or non-victory still matter?"
When Wan Buhai said something, everyone fell silent.
They all knew in their hearts that what Wan Buhai said was the truth. If only 50,000 people could not win the victory, could it still be called victory?
"Report to the commander-in-chief. There is a one-armed Turk coming outside the camp. He calls himself Hu Yanyu, the envoy of the Huyan Royal Court of the East Turks. He says he has important matters to meet with the commander-in-chief!"
Wan Buhai and others were stunned and subconsciously looked at the soldier who was kneeling on one knee.
"Messenger from the Eastern Turks?"
"Exactly."
Wan Buhai stroked the beard above his chin in confusion.
"I have never dealt with people from the Huyan Royal Court. Why did they suddenly come during the war?"