Win the Ding 1617

When Li Fuming led thousands of troops and horses holding victory drums, he returned to the temporary camp of the Ming army near the hill in a grand manner. Wu Biao had already ordered people to surround all the chariots of the three troops in a circle far away. The mouth is outward, forming a complete defensive circle. ← apex ← point ← novel ← novel,

The one-wheeled chariots and carriages built according to the traditional tactics of the Ming army have punched holes on the front and right shaft bars, which can be inserted into protective cards during wartime.The playing cards are made of light and hard wood such as poplar, pine, and paulownia, and each side is five feet long.It is one foot and five inches wide, and the top is slightly smaller than the bottom by four or five cents. This gap is used for fighting in wartime.On the top are painted dragons, lion heads, etc., to frighten enemy horses.The cards are covered with iron leaves and leather for enhanced protection.This is the case with the war chariots of the Beijing camp. Their liger and tiger chariots are completely three-dimensional and show the appearance of beasts, which are quite effective in scaring the enemy horses. Wu Biao's troops are regarded as Shenji camp, so these chariots are like this Style configuration.

According to Yu Dayou and Qi Jiguang's organization, each chariot is equipped with two Flang machines, four bird guns, and four rocketmen.On this outer line of defense composed of unicycle chariots and vans, several chariots constitute a firepower support point. Lang Ji formed a cross-fire configuration, and the artillery gunners, according to the terrain, placed the gunpowder barrels and cannons in safe and convenient positions according to the requirements of the combat regulations.

This is the traditional tactic of the Ming army, and it will not surprise Li Fuming and others. Car camps form field battles, use rapid-fire light Francophones, small tiger squatting guns that shoot shotguns, fast guns, bird guns, swarms of rockets and other firearms. Uninterrupted fire suppression, with the infantry stabbing out from the gaps in the vehicle formation, and finally the cavalry cooperated to hunt down the remnants of the enemy.These three axes have been gradually completed since the time of Chengzu, and they can be regarded as the essence of the Ming army's field tactics.

However, after the chariots, the infantry of the Model Brigade was arrayed in battalion posts, with the musketeers in front and the pikemen in the rear.All of them are fully armored, stout, and high-spirited.

Not far behind the battalion array of the Model Brigade, the soldiers and auxiliary soldiers were wielding shovels and hoes, digging earth and rocks, building fortifications, and building temporary camps.

Seeing this scene, Li Fuming was immediately moved, although the Liaodong rebels had been defeated (at least he thought so).There are only a few remnants of soldiers still stubbornly resisting there, lingering on their last legs.However, after all, this place is behind the slave thieves, and slave cavalry roam freely. If you are not careful, you will have a scene of victory first and then defeat, and the gain will not be worth the loss.

"General Wu is really cautious in using his troops!"

Jumping off the horse, he didn't care about talking about anything else, let alone showing off his military achievements.Li Fuming's eyes had long seen clearly, and the eyes of the officers and soldiers in Datong Town almost burst into flames.It's hard to say anything else.I can only praise Wu Biao's discipline and tactical rigor.

"The words there, the old man has taught since childhood, be careful with the ten thousand year boat." Wu Biao also said politely, and together with Wang Pu, the three of them returned to the temporary camp hand in hand.

The camp is roughly divided into three parts, with the Model Brigade of Shenji Camp slightly in front.Shanxi Town and Datong Town are divided into left and right wings, and the three men and horses roughly present the arrangement of characters.

In the middle of the Pinzi formation, in the open space, the firemen of the three troops were gathered together to prepare meals for the army.

The Model Brigade was born out of the Southern Guangdong Army, marching and fighting.Food and beverages are served by cooking vehicles. In the past few years, from north to south, and from south to north, the soldiers have deeply realized the benefits of this kind of vehicle. A cooking vehicle can provide at least [-] people in one hour. If the Huobing soldiers were quick and skilled, it wouldn't be a problem to feed the two outposts.Compared with the traditional method of "burying the pot and cooking", it is undoubtedly a huge improvement.Therefore, the officers at all levels of the model brigade care about the maintenance of the cooking vehicle no less than the weapons in their hands and the horses under their crotch. Although it is impossible to say that a good cooking squad leader can be half an instructor, but let the brothers eat Eat well and be warm and comfortable, but it can guarantee combat effectiveness and morale.

As long as there is a little leisure, or conditions permit, the model brigade below Wu Biao will try to supplement and repair the cooking cart, or order it from the nearby Nanzhong merchants, or organize craftsmen to imitate it. In short, it is necessary to ensure the cooking cart The car's in good condition rate.

Unlike the Model Brigade, which used a large number of cooking vehicles, the officers and men of Datong and the second town of Shanxi still used the traditional cooking method of burying pots.

But today they won the battle, so the food is naturally different.

The flames at the bottom of the huge iron pot happily licked the bottom of the pot. In the pot, huge chunks of horse meat continued to surge with the tumbling soup. It is better combined with extravagant and rare spices such as pepper, pepper, star anise, etc., to cook the best horse meat.

The auxiliaries of the fire soldiers of the model brigade continued to go to the baggage vehicles accompanying the army, and carried out huge twig baskets, which contained wind chicken, goose bacon or meat porcelain jars, dried meat made by combining these salt and wind Cut it up and put it in the pot for cooking. Put the sliced ​​livestock meat mixed with salt and wheat flour seasoning in the porcelain jar, and fry it on the oil pan for a while. The rich aroma spreads and makes people smell it. Salivating.

Pots of broth boiled, and the strong aroma wafted over the camp, making people intoxicated and swallowing saliva.In this kind of freezing weather, and in the open field, eating a bowl of hot broth with flatbread sorghum rice, it is extremely comfortable to think about.

The bursts of cheers from the camp of the Ming army, accompanied by the aroma of food blown by the north wind, mercilessly rushed to the hill guarded by the remnants of the Qing army.

No matter how tough a person is, basic physiological reactions are inevitable.I smelled the aroma of meals in my nose, especially these meals were enjoyed by the defeated generals in the past. How can this make the Zhenghong Banner Manchurian soldiers and horses who have just suffered a defeat and suffered heavy losses swallow this breath?

Looking at the generals lying on the ground and in the camp, Nikan couldn't help the muscles on his face twitching. He tried to stand up, but unexpectedly, the pain in his wound forced him to lie down on the blanket.

"Nikan Beizi, I think we have been fooled by the barbarians!"

Yue Le, who had just arranged the position and defense, his face sank like water and his brows were furrowed.

"Yue Le, what do you say? It's not like we didn't fight barbarians when we were hungry and cold. You have stayed in Shengjing City for a long time, and you don't know how difficult it is to march and fight!"

"Beizi, it's not that Yue Le can't bear the pain, it's a trap set by Manzi for us!"

Yue Le's face was serious, and he pointed his fingers to Nikan one by one.

Fei Yangwu had just been defeated and died, his behavior of underestimating the enemy.Not only took his own life and the life of his son Jierdu, but also sent more than a thousand military heads to the Ming army.At present, most of the horse meat stewed in the Ming army's cauldrons are red flag horses that were killed or injured.

In addition to the fact that Zhenghongqi Manchuria suffered a lot of losses from such a strike, the biggest trouble right now is the short truce.

Wu Biao asked Shanxi Town and his cavalry battalion to withdraw so that Nikan could join forces with Yue Le. This move was definitely not a discovery of his own conscience. "Our slaves have been fighting for a long time, and they are already exhausted. The reason why they can still support it is because they are holding on with one breath. Now the Ming soldiers will retreat a little. Everyone can take a rest, and the anger will be vented. "

Yue Le just pointed to the wounded soldiers lying on the hills and moaning constantly, as well as those soldiers who looked tired and had no fighting spirit at all, and motioned for Nikan to take a look.

People will forget fatigue when they are highly stressed and excited, but once the string is loosened, it will immediately look like a puddle of mud.This is why most armies have to take a period of rest and replenishment after completing a major battle, if there is no rest.Then, the combat effectiveness of the entire army will be greatly reduced.

(Even if the communist army invented the strategy of fighting while fighting, that is, capture and replenishment, etc., which implemented the strategic thinking of relying on the enemy in the art of war to the tactical principles, the four field armies also encountered similar situations when they went south to fight. Under the circumstances, Bai Chongxi, known as Little Zhuge, gave up Hubei, Hunan and other provinces again and again, but it caused Siye to fall into the situation of insufficient supplies in the rear and difficulties in raising food and grass. A large number of northern soldiers fell ill due to the decline in physical strength due to water, soil, diet and other problems. Under such circumstances, as a last resort, Mr. Lin ordered the troops to temporarily stop advancing and garrison on the spot. At the same time, he rushed to transport food, non-staple food, and medicines to the south, and launched a movement to strengthen the army. If there was no such movement, and he rushed south blindly, maybe Mr. Lin would never die. The famous name will be ruined by Xiao Zhuge's temptation to go deep into the enemy.)

On the one hand, his own army was exhausted, sore, and starving, and on the other hand, the enemy's cheers and food, what they saw and heard in their ears, noses, and eyes, were completely different shocks, and Yue Le and other generals who led the troops would be shocked. Impatience, or even make a wrong judgment.

"Nikan Beizi, either, our soldiers and horses were enraged by these actions of the Ming soldiers and rushed over with a hungry and tired army. The soldiers waiting in the rear will be knocked to the ground, and give them some more military merit. Or, our morale will continue to be low, so that when they rush up after eating and drinking, they will pinch us like rabbits!"

"They don't even think about it! I am a soldier of the Eight Banners of Manchuria, and I am not like a soldier of the Ming Dynasty. I can attack Qin Muchu! Ben Beizi only has me in his heart, the emperor of the Qing Dynasty!" Although Nikan's name is Nikan, it seems to be the same as the Han people who call him pejoratively, but In his heart, he doesn't look down on those who are the Ming army today and the Qing army tomorrow, and he even scoffs at the behavior of those whose fathers are in the Ming country and their sons are in the Qing country.

"Yue Le, you and I are brothers. You are the one who decides what to do here today! Just say what to do with it, and do it boldly. If there is a slave who dares not to listen, you will pull him under the Zhijinlong banner Just cut it off!" Nikan's eyes showed a fierce light, but his tone of mouth and expression on his face were unusually sincere to Yue Le.

"Nikan Beizi is showing love. In my humble opinion, we should handle it this way." Although Yue Le is a little younger, the tricks he uses are very old and spicy.

Now Nikan couldn't stop applauding when he heard it, and the military officers at all levels, led by Nabaya Latiaozhangjing and Niuluzhangjing to handle it, would not be too late.

In the camp of the Ming army, there was a sound of boiling.

The soldiers in Shanxi Town just returned from the hellish battlefield, their minds are still full of all kinds of messy limbs and broken bones, thick pools of blood overflowing their feet, groans and curses in various languages ​​and accents, those fire Guns, cannons, long knives and axes, long spear bones, etc., all strictly follow the design requirements to exert their technical performance.People are still a little ignorant and haven't completely freed themselves from the battlefield, and there is a large amount of food in front of them.

There is no distinction between cavalry, infantry, and servants, as long as the soldiers returned from the battlefield, they walked to the cooking cart.Someone took the bowls and chopsticks from the bamboo basket, and then the fire soldier vigorously rotated the horse spoon from the huge pot, and scooped pieces of fat horse meat together with the boiling broth into the bowl.Or sorghum rice or thick noodle cakes, if there is not enough, you can continue to add another portion.

Soldiers and low-ranking officers ate there, enjoyed the honors they deserved after hard work, and exchanged with each other about their performance on the battlefield.And more than a thousand officers were gathered together.In the big tent.One is to have a full meal, and the other is to count the results of the battle.

After a lot of chatter, the military and political departments of the three departments finally counted the first-level and other related results.

"In this battle, all the departments of our army cut off the fake and rebellious red flags and solidified the mountains. A number of horses of various colors were killed. More than 370 pairs of armor were seized, as well as a number of military vehicles and luggage. There were also 370 captives and thieves. There were more than 410 domestic slaves in armor, more than 750 coated domestic slaves, and more than a dozen people whose identities were unknown. We are screening and interrogating."

Before the Secretary of Military and Political Affairs could finish his words, the officers of Datong and Shanxi towns shouted loudly like thunder: "One thousand three hundred and seventy seven levels, even the heads of Fei Yangwu and his son, and so many horses, swords, guns and armor were captured!" , so to speak. Our trip just opened is a good start!"

Li Fuming was also overjoyed, but he still had to pretend to be reserved.He laughed loudly in his mouth: "It's a pity that the battlefield is too chaotic. Many corpses and wounded of the Tartars were taken away by them in the chaos. In this way, the casualties of the Tartars are probably more. Good fight !"

He said it politely, but he couldn't help but gasp in his heart.He started in Liaodong.The experience of dealing with the Qing soldiers can be said to be extremely rich. Knowing the ferocity and military discipline of those Tartars, how difficult it is to capture their heads?Unexpectedly, this time playing with the Model Brigade was just a contact battle.The number of beheadings in the entire army reached more than 800 levels. What an amazing result?

Although Wang Pu was a little jealous, he was also elated, "After the first battle, the number of decapitations alone has reached 370 levels, and there is also the corpse armor of the counterfeit Fei Yangwu and his son. This time it can be regarded as a great victory!"

What Wang Pu said happened to hit Li Fuming's pride.In the history of the Ming Dynasty, there are countless incidents of killing enemy chieftains. From the end of Wanli, among the Qing monarchs and ministers reported to be killed by various officials, from Nurhachi to Huang Taiji, from Dorgon to Abatai, they have died dozens of times. , they were still alive and well.A little more reliable is that the Magic Pao Wushuang Yuan Dushi claimed that the artillery fire hit Dayi's eyes under the city of Ningyuan, and the news of Nurhachi's death came more than half a year later. Yuan Chonghuan killed Nurhachi with a cannon.Even in the Qing army, there are jokes about those who have not been killed by Ming soldiers in the palace newspapers and memorials, and they are not considered good generals.

Now that the corpses and armor of Fei Yangwu and his son are all there, and there are people who have been captured to identify him, a great contribution must be given to him.

Wu Biao also nodded and said: "In addition to beheading the father and son of the slave chieftain, the number of beheadings alone has more than [-] levels. The Red Banner Manchurian Tartars who fought against our army will have no less than [-] casualties! "

As soon as these words were uttered, the atmosphere in the big tent immediately became more and more enthusiastic, "Congratulations to the three marshals!" The one with clear eyebrows raised the big bowl in his hand and yelled loudly with broth instead of wine. congratulate.

"The handsome is mighty!"

"I am very powerful!"

On the battlefield, there are still small groups of Ming soldiers patrolling the battlefield, whether it is cleaning the battlefield or monitoring the enemy.However, in the minds of these people, they still hope that they can meet a few fish that slip through the net and hack them with a knife, which can be regarded as their own military merits.

Occasionally, there were bursts of roars and a few shouts of killing from a certain corner. It was the wounded and lagging Qing army who was discovered by the soldiers of the Ming army who were searching the battlefield, and a brief but fierce fight broke out between the two sides.

For the soldiers of the Ming army, such an opportunity is undoubtedly a pie that fell from the sky.Needless to say, the importance of this military leader has long been engraved in their hearts.After a brief exchange of fire, there was loud laughter, swinging hatchets, and the heads of Qing soldiers were chopped off one by one amidst laughter.Those wounded soldiers of the Qing army who were struggling on the death line were chopped off without hesitation. It was a good deed to save them from going to the west and reincarnate as soon as possible.

Someone collected all the Qing army's weapons and banners scattered everywhere, and if they were lucky, they pulled out a few empty-saddle war horses from there, and showed off to their companions triumphantly.

And the dead and wounded Qing army horses were carried aside, these are the best meat!Didn't the firemen in the camp cook a good meal with a little cooking?The taste of horse meat is good, it tastes like sauced beef in the mouth, and the horse intestines are even more delicious. There is a saying that if you eat horse intestines, you will forget your father and mother.It's just that the fibers are thicker.

But in the battlefield, there is only a thin line between life and death, there is meat to eat, and there is enough food to eat, who would be picky about the taste of meat?

In the midst of being elated, the sound of drums and shouts of killing suddenly broke out on the hill not far away, which frightened the soldiers of the Ming army who had forgotten the cold and were at a loss what to do.

"The slave thief has become a fish in the bottom of the pot, and he is rampant there!"

When the news was sent back to the camp, Wang Pu, the chief soldier of Datong, flicked the beautiful feathers on his helmet, and the sound shook the roof of the tent.

"The two generals take a short rest, and wait for my Datong man to go for a walk, kill the slaves and thieves, and have a toast!"

Wang Pu's pretentiousness immediately made the officers and generals of Datong Town cheered for joy, and they stood up one after another to join the commander in sending troops to attack the slave camp, thinking that the commanders and generals would cheer for them.

"Wang Shuai, all the generals of Datong Town, it is getting late at this time, our army marched for tens of miles today, and there is another big battle. Although the soldiers are eager to fight, how do you know what tricks the slaves have after they are defeated? I'll just wait for him to jump over the wall in a hurry. In Wu's humble opinion, just let him make trouble. Let's rest for a night. Tomorrow morning, the whole army will be dispatched to fight for the people in Datong Town. Watch Wang Shuai kill the enemy. yes!"

Wu Biao's words gave Wang Pu a step down, allowing him to go down a step when he was eager to strive for success and was in a state of frustration.

"That's good! It's getting late, and the enemy will fight in the dark at night, lest the sons and daughters suffer. So I will store the heads of the slaves on their necks overnight. Go get them tomorrow morning!"

Wang Pu sat down on the horse saddle, expressing remorse in his mouth.On the other hand, Li Fuming, the commander-in-chief of Shanxi Town, who knew what he was thinking in his heart, couldn't stop sneering.

"Let's see how you will kill slaves and make meritorious service tomorrow!" (To be continued...)

ps: I have caught a cold these two days.The headache continues, and I hope everyone can support me more.Thanks!