The winner is king in the late Ming Dynasty

"According to the current information, they are living a very nourishing life, you can see for yourself!" Meng Longhu handed the news to Lin Yi, and Lin Yi felt that things were not good.

"Why do you pull up so many people? I'm asking them to get food!" Lin Yi began to think about something else, he had encountered this kind of thing back then.

Originally, the army was victorious, and finally was supported by the common people, this kind of thing is not accidental, with the increase of territory, it is necessary to divide the troops, a large spread, the combat effectiveness of the local area is naturally weak, in the case of instability in the local area, the loss of troops little by little, eventually leading to defeat.

"10,000 people go, one person resists 100 catties of grain, even if you have a carriage and horses, and one person carries 200 catties to the sky, Lin Shuai, do you really let them go to get food? Don't fool me, haven't your goal been achieved?" Meng Longhu smiled wickedly.

Lin Yi said helplessly: "It's not that you don't know what I do, why are you saying it here? We can do this kind of thing, can't we say it, beware of me telling you to get out of here, let Gu Hongtu take over your position, he is no worse than you at all, do you know?" "

Okay, I won't talk about it, Gu Hongtu has to help you weigh it in the local area, he is really not as good as me, at least I didn't get beaten!" Meng Longhu said this, Lin Yi didn't say anything, now Lin Yi needs to figure out where the various small armies are, and they need to meet the expeditionary force, not to talk nonsense with him.

Meng Longhu's intelligence looks very optimistic, the expeditionary force is now strong, rolling up more than 50,000 people, it can be said that it is raging in Guangdong, and the team has become bigger like a snowball.

These more than 50,000 people are imaginary numbers, and there are still 10,000 people who can fight Lin Yi, as long as they defeat the battle, these people will definitely be scattered, but now the problem is coming.

The Ming army did not gather its combat effectiveness, the field Ming army was not the opponent of the expeditionary force at all, and the vanguard troops had already arrived in Dongchengzi, outside Kaiping, but the tail behind them was still irrigating the fields, and Zhao Meng and they also divided their troops and divided them into two roads.

This situation is not optimistic, as long as there is a cavalry, you can fight until Lin Yi's family doesn't know him, constantly encroach on Lin Yi's army, and fight a few beautiful victories, Lin Yi will be finished.

Lin Yi immediately flew the legend of the pigeon, guaranteed the main force of 7,000 people, asked Zhao Meng and them not to divide the troops, come back quickly, and after analyzing the battle situation, Lin Yi looked out the window, it was already early in the morning.

Lin Yi felt a trace of fatigue, no one shared his worries, this is not how the war is fought, he relies on luck, it is snowy, it is not good for the Ming army to assemble and dispatch, otherwise he would have been killed halfway through.

"Notice, all cadres above the platoon level will have a meeting at three o'clock in the afternoon today!" After Lin Yi arranged the task, he went to sleep, and at three o'clock in the afternoon, Lin Yi had just eaten, sorted out, and got up for a meeting.

Zhu Hefeng is a regiment-level cadre, with a few people, there are seventy or eighty people sitting in a teacher, Lin Yi is ready to go to class, Lin Yi's first lesson is trench warfare.

On the blackboard, he drew a section of the trench, and began to explain seriously, shooting trenches, traffic trenches, drainage trenches, trench foot disease, soldiers' emotional venting, trench water release, etc., Lin Yi talked for more than three hours.

After class, Lin Yi asked a question tomorrow, and asked each officer to hold a meeting with his subordinates, and the meeting must last more than an hour, Zhu Hefeng was the first time he came into contact with this thing, and he went back and told his subordinates very seriously.

When his cousin heard this, he sighed after the meeting: "This is a trench, this is a slaughterhouse for killing, if our 30,000 troops rush over, I am afraid that we will lose half

of it!" Zhu Hefeng also sighed: "The weapon is too advanced, if we have this kind of weapon, it is not weak, and I don't understand why Lin Shuai doesn't want the town, the town is a burden to him, which affects his mobility, I think they have a fight in the field and the Tartars!"

Zhao Meng's side, after receiving Lin Yi's carrier pigeon, looking at the order

above, Zhao Meng said helplessly: "Company Commander Xu, you go and assemble the team, let's stop and wait for a day!" "What's the matter with the regiment commander?" Zhao Meng gave the note to Company Commander Xu and said: "The order from above, don't let our main force disperse, let our main force assemble, and after the assembly, go home quickly!"

There will be no war at all, only our veterans and new recruits have combat effectiveness, how good are our soldiers and horses now, if we assemble the main force, what will happen to the newly collected local troops? They have no combat effectiveness at all!"

"Don't talk nonsense, carry out Lin Shuai's orders, even if what is said above is wrong, soldiers take it as their duty to carry out orders!" Zhao Meng's toughness made Company Commander Xu a little dissatisfied, but their guard company still sent a messenger to assemble the team.

Zhao Meng waited in place for a day, and the team gathered up one after another, and this time Zhao Meng found that something bad was wrong, his team had more than 1,000 people, and now there were only more than 700 people, with more than 200 dead and wounded.

How these people were killed and wounded, that is, to cover the local troops to throw off their tails, or to reduce the number of troops when attacking the village to collect the team, this made Zhao Meng unhappy in his heart.

The people recruited are dozens of times larger than the old soldiers, and the recruited people can't fight at all, and there are also a few brave people, and the smart recruits he trained, most of them are waste, mines, guns, grenadiers, bazookas, and have no combat effectiveness.

"Why is the battle damage so serious!" Zhao Meng asked the company commander and platoon commander below the veteran, dozens of people began to talk nonsense, and the scouts suffered the most serious losses.

Scouts carry mines to drag the enemy's offensive footsteps, not all scouts can get out, and when they encounter a surprise attack by the Ming army, there are not a few people who confess in the first round, and there are casualties in victory, which is a normal thing in everyone's eyes, but it is not normal in Zhao Meng's opinion.

Because Lin Yi's order was very resolute, not to let their elites separate, there was another sentence in the back, Zhao Meng did not say it to anyone, and the latter words were that some people could be given up to ensure the integrity of the large army.

Zhao Meng knew that something must have happened, and this time the statistics came out, the battle loss was almost three hundred veterans, which was equivalent to a sharp decrease in the combat effectiveness of his troops by one-third, and I am afraid that this is also the case with other regiment commanders.

Now that everyone can't get in touch, the team is too long, Zhao Meng said to the herald: "You go and tell the other regiment commanders that we have lost one-third of the veterans in the battle, and let them carry out Lin Shuai's order, march back quickly, and go quickly!"

Zhao Meng's order was issued, and more than a dozen heralds began to run towards the various scattered regimental positions, Luo Xian was a company commander, who had just been promoted from the veteran for a few days, with a submachine gun in his hand, hiding behind a sack, their company was bitten by the Ming army, and now half of them were killed and wounded.