Daming Greedy Wolf Star

Chapter 38 Prelude to the War
Facts have proved that Zhu Zhanhe still thinks about the war too simply.

The war is not said to be a series of consecutive victories, and it is only the initial contact stage. The Tatar spies have not been able to go back, and the enemy's situation is not clear, how could they attack rashly?

They don't know about other conditions of the Ming army, so how could they not know the approximate number?This is more than 40 people, plus horses, food and supplies, not to mention the artillery and firecrackers of the Shenji Camp, it is difficult to know.

The gap between the enemy and the enemy is huge, even if Benya Shili is a fool who can do such a thing as beheading a Ming envoy, it is impossible to hit a stone with an egg.

The information obtained by the outpost of the Ming army this time is actually a small group of Tatar cavalry, the number of which is no more than 40, and they are all riding with one man and two horses. It is obvious that the high mobility of the cavalry is used to investigate the situation.

However, the Ming army was not without gains. Three people and four horses were captured. After all, the Ming army also had cavalry.

"Make dinner at Yin time tomorrow morning, and leave at Mao time, don't get up late." Zhu Gaoxu, who had just been called by the old man to discuss matters, came to his son's side immediately after the end.

"The outpost has found the main force of the Tatars. If there is no accident, the two armies will face off tomorrow, at the latest, the day after tomorrow. Don't run around and follow the old man closely!"

"As long as you follow the old man closely, you will be fine, at least you will be fine until the old man is in trouble, do you hear me?"

Although obsessed with power, Zhu Gaoxu is still a father after all, and he still loves his son.

This son has been weak and sickly since he was a child, and he is loved and loved. Even the old man who is often angry with him will not reprimand Zhu Gaoxu in front of Zhu Zhanhe.

Right now it's not a fight in Yingtian Mansion. Although it was all about swords and swords at that time, no one would actually kill them, and they would only attack the opponent's momentum and camp.

But now it is a real battlefield, the sword has no eyes, it is not uncommon to get hurt, if you are not careful... it is possible to lose your life.

"Understood." Zhu Zhanhe nodded obediently without any thought of rebuttal.

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As the news spread that it was very likely that they would actually come into direct contact with the enemy army, the camp of the Ming army was also invaded by dullness. Although there were many people with big intentions and smiling faces, it was always difficult to get rid of the heavy atmosphere.

The next day, Yin time.

Before dawn, the Ming army had already started cooking. It took at least an hour to feed the main force of 10,000+. This task was not small.

Zhu Zhanhe was also pulled up by his father early in the morning, and then he saw his cousin Zhu Zhanji who came to look for him.

"Grandpa sent someone to say that the two of us will follow his old man today, don't run around."

Originally, during the three-month march, Zhu Zhanji was greatly influenced by Zhu Zhanhe, and he no longer had the childish stability and dullness he had in Yingtian.

But now, the news that the two armies are about to fight makes him return to the appearance of the eldest grandson of the emperor in Ying Tianfu.

Zhu Zhanhe nodded, and followed his cousin to the handsome tent.

Although there is a need to eat, war is undoubtedly physical work for soldiers. This is the same as sports games in later generations. It is impossible to eat too much before going on the field.

The old man was obviously not in the mood, he just ate a little to ensure that he would eat, otherwise he looked like he had no appetite.

Zhu Zhanhe also had no intention of eating.

The war is just around the corner, whether you talk about anticipation or fear, but Zhu Zhanhe is very clear about one thing, that is, he really wants to see with his own eyes the most exciting cavalry charge and infantry coordination in this era.

An hour, a full two hours.

Zhu Zhanhe had never felt that time was so difficult before, but this time he spent these two hours almost holding his fingers.

"Beat the drums to spread the army!"

At the time of Mao, it was already a little bit later before the old man gave the order.

Soon, before half a stick of incense, the soldiers left tents, pots and stoves and everything not necessary for a head-on confrontation, and headed in the predetermined direction.

Two 10,000+ civilian husbands are not white belts. Apart from the need to use them for transporting food, supplies and escorting prisoners of war, packing things is the most common thing they do.

With a bit of excitement, Zhu Zhanhe squeezed something in his arms, and followed closely behind the old man.

Reality seems to be deliberately playing with Zhu Zhanhe.

At the beginning, Zhu Zhanhe felt that he would go to war after leaving the customs, but after he left the customs, he marched all the way to Luqu River without fighting, and he didn't even see the shadow of an enemy.

When they arrived at Luqu River, four Tatar spies were found out. Zhu Zhanhe thought that there was going to be a war, but it turned out to be in vain again.

Now it is almost clear that there is going to be a war, but after marching rapidly for almost an hour after setting off, there is still no sign of the enemy.

Zhu Zhanhe only felt that his legs had lost all feeling. Riding a horse with a ten-year-old body was still somewhat reluctant.

He turned his head to look at Zhu Zhanji next to him. Although he was still tightly attached to the horse's back, it could be seen from the expression on his face that he was not feeling very well.

"The [-] Battalion advance another ten miles!"

Suddenly, the old man's voice attracted Zhu Zhanhe's attention.

"Yes!" Zhu Gaoxu, who was in charge of the [-] Battalion, immediately left the team.

"The Fifth Army Battalion slow down and prepare to occupy and level the position for the Shenji Battalion!"

"Yes!" King Zhao Zhu Gaosui responded, but he did not leave. Instead, he took a blue command flag from Jin Yiwei and handed it to Ningyang Marquis Chen Mao.

"The left and right posts are based on the [-] battalion, and occupy the position!" The old man's orders still did not stop, and he issued one after another.

"Yes!"

He Fu, Marquis of Ningyuan, and Zheng Heng, Marquis of Wu'an, were ordered to leave.

"Pioneer stay vigilant, find a suitable location by yourself, and always pay attention to investigation!"

"Yes!"

The vanguard general Liu Jiang was ordered to leave.

"The Shenji Battalion followed the Fifth Army Battalion, first set up a swarm of rockets, and then leveled the ground and set up artillery!"

"Yes!"

Marquis Anyuan Liu Sheng, who was in charge of commanding the Shenji Battalion, took the order and immediately left with the generals of Shenji Hou Yong and Chen Zhi.

"Jin Yu, Li Wen! The two of you are not affiliated with the Fifth Army, observe on your own, and play by ear!"

"Yes!"

General Jin Yu of Ying Yang and General Li Wen of Chariot and Cavalry led the order to leave.

As the old man issued orders one after another, the huge Ming army moved slowly and orderly, and Zhu Zhanhe looked at the old man who was non-stop but did not affect the order, his eyes were bright.

Is this the prelude to war?

Is this the arrangement before the war?

Is this the Emperor Yongle and his tiger and wolf master?

Zhu Zhanhe only felt that the blood in his whole body was boiling, as if it was about to break away from the shackles of the blood vessels, the barriers of flesh and skin, and spew out.

(End of this chapter)