"General Zhang came all the way with the Dening Army. We have worked hard all the way. I don't have to worry about the garrison work for my brothers from the Dening Army. Brother Zhang only needs to follow the commander's orders and guard the prisoners of war."
Jin Feng can tell lies with open eyes.
Zhang Qiwei also understood that the Tielin Army now had the advantage, and Jin Feng would not easily give up the defense line to the Dening Army.
The reason why I say this is just because I heard that Jin Feng is from the countryside, and he just wants to try it with the attitude of having a date or not. What if Jin Feng gets a brain cramp and agrees to share some of the credit with him?
Unfortunately, Jin Feng was not fooled and moved General Fan out as soon as he opened his mouth.
"Haha, thank you, Mr. Jin, for your understanding. Then I'd rather be respectful than obey."
Zhang Qiwei laughed loudly and asked, "I wonder where the party prisoners of war are being held?"
"Xu Xiao, you take General Zhang to the prisoner of war camp."
Jin Feng was not familiar with the handover of the military camp, so he assigned the matter to deputy general Xu Xiao.
"yes!"
Xu Xiao agreed and took Zhang Qiwei to the prisoner of war camp.
Jin Feng turned around and walked towards the hill on the left.
"Mr. Jin, what are you doing there?"
Old man Zhao asked curiously.
After the battle in the morning, his attitude towards Jin Feng changed 180 degrees. He admired Jin Feng from the bottom of his heart and called Jin Feng no longer "boy" but "sir".
Jin Feng was in the highlands at the time and saw the old man pulling out his entourage saber and looking like he was going to the battle generously. His view of the old man also changed in his heart.
He could tell that although this old man was a bit arrogant, he sincerely wanted to help him and help the Tielin Army defend Qingshui Valley.
Even if the party's cavalry came, they did not shrink from the battle, but chose to fight.
An old man in a family is like a treasure. Various situations on the battlefield are changing rapidly. Jin Feng is not very good at military formations, but Old Man Zhao has been fighting with General Fan for half his life, so he must be well-informed.
Having such people as advisers made up for Jin Feng's shortcomings, so the old man took the initiative to reconcile, and Jin Feng followed suit.
He smiled and replied: "Mr. Zhao, I am going to build some fortifications on the mountain. Let's go over and see how it goes."
"The phalanx and the deep pit can restrain the cavalry, so why are you still building fortifications on the mountain?"
Mr. Zhao asked in confusion.
"Being prepared and making more preparations is always beneficial."
In Mr. Zhao's opinion, these two methods were enough to deal with the cavalry, but Jin Feng knew that the Macedonian phalanx and the horse trap were not unsolvable.
If he were Li Jikui, he would have at least several ways to break the phalanx and trap the horse in the trap.
As for barbed wire, let alone that.
Jin Feng's inspiration for making barbed wire to fight cavalry came from horse tripping ropes. However, horse tripping ropes, like horse traps, have great limitations and are easy to crack, so they quickly withdrew from the stage of history.
But the power of the catapult has been tested by history.
In the cold weapon era, catapults have always been one of the indispensable weapons on the battlefield. It was not until the Song Dynasty that they were gradually replaced by various crossbows with faster firing speeds and longer attack distances.
Although they had achieved a great victory this time, the party members might not be able to find a way to deal with the trap and the Macedonian phalanx in the short term, but for the sake of safety, Jin Feng decided to get out the catapult.
Only in this way can I really feel confident.
"That's true."
Mr. Zhao nodded. Seeing that Jin Feng didn't want to say more, he was sensible and didn't ask any more questions.
…
The party camp no longer had the joyful atmosphere of the past. When everyone passed by the commander's tent, they involuntarily slowed down for fear of surprising the commander and the generals.
In the big tent, Li Jikui and all the party leaders all had sinking faces, and no one spoke.
This battle was lost miserably.
None of the fifteen hundred cavalry led by Ye Lixiong, including the most elite vanguard battalion, came back; they were all killed or captured.
When reinforcements were sent, hundreds more people died.
Dangxiang and Dakang have been fighting for decades, and this is the first time this has happened.
If the news was passed back, Li Jikui would not simply be laughed at by the top officials, but might even be beheaded by Emperor Dangxiang.
The only way to save the situation is to destroy the Tielin Army and rescue the captured cavalry.
However, the Tielin Army is not what it used to be. It is too difficult to deal with horse traps and phalanx formations. It is not known who will win in a head-on confrontation. How easy is it to destroy the Tielin Army?
A party general finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked: "Commander, we must quickly find a way to rescue our captured brothers."
"Of course I know I want to save my captured brother, but how? Can you break through the weird formation of the Tielin Army?"
Li Jikui asked irritably.
"I……"
The big tent became silent again.
It was getting dark, and the staff member who had been sitting in the corner suddenly stood up and said, "Commander, I have an idea that may work."
Li Jikui's eyes lit up and he urged: "Sir, please speak quickly."
"There are many Han slaves in the nearby cities. We can use the Han slaves as vanguards."
The staff said: "Dakang is known as a land of etiquette and values benevolence, justice and ethics. It is very likely that the Tielin Army will not attack the Han slaves. In this case, the Han slaves can fill the trap and our people can hide in the Han slaves."
Among them, he sneaked into the rear of Tielin Army."
"What if the Tielin Army killed the Han slaves?"
A party general said: "The battlefield is not a place for benevolence, justice and morality."
"We robbed so many Han slaves last year. If the Tielin Army wants to kill them, let them kill them. At worst, we can just rob more next time."
The staff said: "There are fierce fights in the Dakang court. Qinghuai's father Qing Guo Gong has many political enemies in the court. If the Tielin army massacres Han slaves, they will definitely be attacked by Qing Guo Gong's political enemies. Maybe we won't be needed by then.
If you take action, Emperor Dakang will deal with the Tielin Army."
"Sir, this is a wonderful plan."
Li Jikui gave a thumbs up and praised, and then said: "Ashuo, go to the nearest city immediately and bring all the Han slaves in the city."
"yes!"
A party general immediately took the order and left.
Starting at noon the next day, Han slaves were being brought in in a steady stream.
It lasted for three days, and the number of Han slaves reached more than 2,000, and then it stopped.
"I know that many of you dream of returning to the Central Plains. Today, I give you this opportunity."
Li Jikui stood on the high platform and signaled the party soldiers to clear a passage: "You can go. Follow this road ten miles south to Qingshui Valley. After passing Qingshui Valley, you can go home."
None of the Han slaves moved. You looked at me and I looked at you. They didn't believe that such a good thing could happen.
"What a bunch of bastards. They usually make trouble and go back to the Central Plains. Now I ask you to go back, and you won't leave!"
Li Jikui shouted coldly: "Kick them out."
The party soldiers immediately waved their whips and drove the Han slaves out of the military camp and towards Qingshui Valley.