As a salted fish, I was forced to become the teacher of all ages

"Hey." Zhao Ren said furtively, "Liaodong Army, he is also Da Zhao's army."

"...That's it?" Hua Manlou was speechless.

"Isn't that enough?" Zhao Ren asked eagerly, "Since it's Da Zhao's army, their clothes and armor are no different from other troops, right? Isn't it easy to get in!"

Hua Manlou yawned boredly: "And then?"

"Then look, today my team burned them all to pieces, right? Even the fences of the camp were burned down?" Zhao Renbi said with gestures: "In this way, even entering the camp will You only need to pretend to be a soldier who relieved himself in the middle of the night, and there is no problem in getting into the depths of the camp..."

Having said that, Hua Manlou understood what Zhao Ren meant.

Today, after the Kinov team set fire to the ground, the camp of the Liaodong Army no longer looks like a big camp.Without fences and tents, their big camp now looks like a park in spring, and the people are all in groups-it is a bit difficult not to huddle together for warmth in such a cold winter night live.

In addition, after the long-distance raids and surprise attacks on the three major camps, the siege battle and the burning of the camps, the fatigue value of the Liaodong Army should be very high. Under this situation, their vigilance will be minimized, so it is probably not Someone will pay attention to the soldiers passing by 'going to relieve'.

Even if it is accidentally noticed, it is probably not a big problem, after all...

Who can remember what all the officers and soldiers in a camp look like?

This is like the same school, knowing the same class is normal, knowing some people in the same grade is considered extensive friends, so who has the ability to know everyone in the whole school and all grades?Many don't even know the last names of teachers in other grades!

"So you mean, just send a small team?" Hua Manlou nodded approvingly: "It's possible, one of the remaining large tents of the Liaodong Army must belong to Yao Zijie, so as long as Pudu is thrown in ..."

Zhao Ren continued: "There's a bang, the Liaodong Army is in chaos, everyone is in danger, and we can leave calmly..."

Hua Manlou interrupted him: "Wait a minute, shall we? I don't intend to go?"

Zhao Ren was dumbfounded for a moment: "No, you don't go to such an exciting thing yourself?"

Hua Manlou patted him on the shoulder with a grin and said, "I originally planned to lead people to use tiger squatting cannons or something to blow up the outside. Maybe Yao Zijie could be killed while doing the trick, but you The method seems to be better than mine, and not many people are used, so the reconnaissance company can come in handy, and I don't have to go outside in the cold wind in the middle of the night..."

Zhao Ren stared blankly at Huamanlou, and opened his mouth: "This... This is really more exciting than throwing firecrackers at Huagai Palace. Are you sure you don't want to go?"

Hua Manlou was determined: "I won't go."

It's winter, isn't it good to stay at home at night and act as a human body heater for Miss Wen?What kind of a man is a man who goes out in the middle of the night looking for excitement?

Seeing that Hua Manlou was serious, Zhao Ren began to struggle to his death: "If you don't go, I'll take someone there!"

"Do you think it's possible?" Hua Manlou looked at Zhao Ren cheerfully, "If I'm not in Xishan, no one will be able to watch you, but if I don't go out, why don't you try?"

Zhao Ren froze instantly.

Having known each other for so long, he naturally knows what kind of temperament Hua Manlou is. If Hua Manlou refuses to go, then he will definitely not go.

In other words, if Huamanlou was not there, he could still coax people out, but if Huamanlou was there, he would have to nod for any action. In this way, Zhao Ren couldn't go alone. Attack other people's camps, right?

He is hoping to pursue some excitement, and he is not stupid...

Seeing that Zhao Ren was unhappy for a moment, Hua Manlou comforted him: "Go back and rest, you'll be busy tomorrow!"

"Alas... life is unsatisfactory!"

Zhao Ren sighed inexplicably, and went out.

Hua Manlou didn't bother to care about his complaints, and arranged for people to attack the camp.

……

It has to be said that although Zhao Ren was a bit arrogant, his methods were impressive both in terms of ideas and details.

At night, the Xishanwei reconnaissance company successfully entered the Liaodong army camp according to Zhao Ren's method, and successfully threw Pudu into several large tents and quickly evacuated.

As for the results...

It can be said that Yao Zijie's people saved his life.

There are wounded soldiers in daytime battles, even Yao Zijie's battalion has a group. After all, the people from Jinov's team threw some Purdue towards the crowd, so it was set up by those who "love soldiers like children". , Yao Zijie gave up the camp to the wounded soldiers, but he himself huddled with the lieutenant to rest in a leeward place.

Of course, it cannot be said that the reconnaissance company did not make any achievements that night, because Yao Zijie "loves soldiers like sons", but the officers below are not-Hua Manlou is very wicked and sent more than a dozen teams, which caused Yao Zijie to set up Each camp had one or two squads to patronize, so the operation that night killed three thousand households, two deputy thousand households, five hundred households, and injured even more.

In other words, on the first day of the battle between the Liaodong Army and Xishanwei, more than ten middle-level officers died-including the man with a face that was blown to pieces under the Xishanwei.

So what will happen after a large number of middle-level officers in an army die?

It's very simple. The Liaodong Army gave a standard answer, and their command system began to have problems. The specific manifestations were: an hour after the Xishan Guards attacked the camp, the battalions were still in a mess. Let alone pursue the reconnaissance company that had left long ago. , I didn’t even get it right to check whether the secret work has been mixed in within my own side...

562. How should we fight this battle?

It took Yao Zijie a lot of effort to calm down the chaos in the army, and it was almost dawn at that time.

In the several confrontations in one day, the Liaodong Army suffered a real loss of soldiers and generals-in theory, the loss was not too big, but in practice, the morale collapsed a bit outrageously.

Huamanlou's operation is really in response to that sentence. It is not harmful, but extremely insulting. Who made them passively beaten everywhere?

Looking at the fish belly white in the sky, Yao Zijie let out a foul breath, and his mood collapsed a bit: "How can we fight this battle?"

The capital cannot be defeated, and the purpose of the Liaodong Army's battle this time is not to really defeat the capital, but to besiege the capital to create legitimacy for King Yiduan's army - without the title of righteousness, it is to drive Emperor Guangxing away. Even if he steps down, King Yiduan may not be able to rise to power.

Therefore, if the Liaodong Army stayed in the capital for one more day, King Yiduan would have one more day to prepare. Therefore, Yao Zijie hoped that he could stay in the capital for more than two months.

In this way, King Yiduan not only had enough time to raise troops, but also had enough time to march from Xiningwei to the hinterland of Dazhao. Mott's mobility, the places along the way dare not stop, say that they have to offer food and grass, so this may still exist.

Can……

Why did he just meet Huamanlou?

The repulsion of the cavalry on the two southeast lines was beyond Yao Zijie's expectations. Although there were not many casualties in the two raids on the camp, the burning of the camp meant that Huamanlou could send people in to harass him unlimited times. Death slows down the command of an army, both of which are fatal.

Yao Zijie didn't know whether to say that Huamanlou didn't talk about martial arts or that he was unlucky. The good plan was almost ruined.

In a daze, the deputy general came to report: "General, everyone has settled down."

Yao Zijie patted his face, and breathed out again: "Burn the pot to cook, and let everyone eat hot food first."

To a certain extent, eating a hot meal can boost morale, especially in the case of a night of tossing in this freezing winter climate.

"Yes." The deputy general replied but did not leave, quietly waiting for the next sentence.

Sure enough, Yao Zijie spoke again: "After the meal, let the battalions move closer to the big camp, build earth walls and sprinkle water as fences, and dig holes as tents."

Those who have read the history books naturally know that Boss Cao built the ice city. In order to prevent Huamanlou from burning again, Yao Zijie naturally came up with this method.And based on the fact that the camp was damaged but the food and grass were not damaged, Yao Zijie also got some hints of air defense: digging holes.

In addition, let the battalions gather closer to the main camp. Firstly, Yao Zijie realized that it was not a good idea to disperse the camps. He even gave Huamanlou various conditions to defeat them. costly problem.

The deputy general looked at the problem from a rather strange angle, he opened his mouth with a bitter expression on his face: "General, the ground is still freezing..."

It’s the truth, according to Huamanlou’s feeling, it’s more than ten degrees below zero this day, the ground is not called frozen, it’s called a fucking frozen porcelain, digging the ground this season...

The donkeys in the production team dare not do this.

"Is there any choice?" Yao Zijie sighed, and glanced in the direction of Xishan resentfully: "Go and search around for some farm tools."

"Yes."

The deputy general went to make arrangements, and after Yao Zijie thought about it for a while, he gave up the idea of ​​attacking Xishan with a sigh.

It's not that he grows other people's ambitions to destroy his own prestige, but it's because there are too many uncontrollable factors in Huamanlou, and they are definitely not easy to mess with.

As soon as we came to Xishan, the terrain was easy to defend and difficult to attack. If we sent too few people, we would not be able to defeat them at all. If there were too many people, would we still want to go to the capital?Secondly, there are too many moths in Xishan, no one knows what cards Huamanlou has, what if they are cheated?

Three, yesterday's battle was not only because Yao Zijie had some psychological shadows about Xishan, but the entire western front of the Liaodong Army was a little terrified when he mentioned Xishanwei-after the first battle, he didn't even know what the opponent looked like, but his own side suffered heavy losses. Who will replace it and who will not be terrified?

It might as well be on tight defense.

"Come here!" After giving up the attack on Xishan, Yao Zijie's thinking became clear: "Send someone to report to the east and block the road. If reinforcements are coming from the direction of Tianjin, let the Jurchen go up first!"

"Yes!"

"Let Yang Qianhu sort out the firearms left by the Shenji Battalion and send them to the south line as soon as possible. Let him use them himself. If there are reinforcements in the south, let him send them back to me at all costs!"

"Yes!"

"Order Zhang Qianhu to continue to attack the North Gate, so that the capital will not stop!"

"Yes!"

……

"How can we fight this battle?"

While Yao Zijie was having a headache, Huamanlou in Xishan was also having a headache.

On the surface, the Xishan Guards did beat the Liaodong Army without any power to fight back, but in fact, their own family knew their own affairs, and Xishan Guards had only a small number of people.

The Liaodong Army's movement reconnaissance company had already arrived, and Hua Manlou figured out what Yao Zijie wanted to do almost instantly: delay, the longer the delay, the better.

"How did you find out?" Hua Manlou looked helplessly at Qi Wanrong who asked the question: "Not to mention, look at the way he built the city, he fucking wants to live here!"

Qi Wanrong nodded half-understanding: "Then what should I do?"

Hua Manlou sighed: "If Xishanwei has tens of thousands of people at the moment, I can push them away even if I push them flat, but more than 3000 people... oh..."

Fighting Huamanlou head-on is justified, and the fear is that he will be dragged to death by the Liaodong Army.Quantitative changes will lead to qualitative changes. Once the Liaodong Army really gets irritated and uses life-changing tactics regardless of life and death, he is really not enough.

After all, the technology at this time has not yet reached the point where firearms can really replace cold weapons-there was still a way of fighting with bayonets in melee combat when fighting little devils, let alone now?

Wen Liang walked over and squeezed Qi Wanrong away without a trace: "Don't be impatient, there is always a way to break the situation, right? And the reinforcements are already on the way, when the time comes..."

Hua Manlou interrupted her with a wry smile: "Reinforcements...except for the Tianjin Navy, who is the opponent of the Liaodong Army? It's fine if they don't come to cause trouble!"

It’s really not that Huamanlou looks down on the local guards. The three guards of the Xuanfu on the border of Beizhili are a bit like, and they were reformed some time ago. Whether they can be pulled out now is a problem. As for Baoding and Zhending in the south , the guards in the Hejian area...

It's really better to stay honest, so as not to hurt one's morale.

Shaking his head, Hua Manlou put aside his chaotic thoughts and said, "For the current plan, I guess I can only use that trick..."

(Isn't it normal for a sick person like me to stay in the hospital for a few more days all year round? It turned out that it was only a few days, and there were only so many grave sweepers...)

563. Death!

Boom!Boom!Boom!

The sound of war drums echoed throughout the battlefield. The Liaodong army at the north gate of the capital carried ladders, held large shields, and pushed catapults, and slowly began to accelerate towards the city wall.

Yao Zijie, who is well versed in the art of war, knows clearly that the siege of the city is the most boring thing to do. Whether he likes it or not, he has to let the soldiers move. pressure.

What if he got some benefits?

You know, after the three major battalions around the capital were disbanded, most of the people stationed in the capital were soldiers and horses from the five cities. It's just a city manager who has been on the battlefield.

And precisely because the essence of this group of people is urban management, and most of the daily problems they deal with are security issues, Emperor Guangxing did not even ask Huamanlou to equip these people with firecrackers and cannons. The tide accidentally hit the palace a few times.

Therefore, when Yao Zijie's camp was hit by Huamanlou Chao's style of play, the battle at the North Gate was in line with the main theme of the current war.

The towering ladders, the rushing cars covered with cowhide, and the seemingly powerful catapults were transported to the front line one after another. The Liaodong Army pushed forward tenaciously with arrows that seemed not very dense and not very reliable. .

The drums became denser, and the shouts of killing became one, but there was chaos on the top of the city.

"The man hasn't come to the front, what kind of arrows are you shooting!"

"Stand up and grab your weapon!"

"You bastard! There's no one down here, so why put Leimu!"

The person shouting and cursing on the city wall was Hua Manlou's father-in-law Ying Guogong. Fortunately or unfortunately, the command of the defense of the capital fell to him.

To be honest, Ying Guogong didn't want to do this at all. After all, who would be willing to lead a group of urban management to fight?

But the three camps were dispersed overnight, and he, the chief officer of the Shenji Battalion, is theoretically to blame—in fact, when Huamanlou sent people to burn Yao Zijie's camp yesterday, there were some infighting at the court meeting The expert censor used this as a fuss to impeach him, and asked him to kill himself to thank the world.

After all, a certain Duke is currently presiding over the reform of the military system, and the other is still working on a tens of billions of projects in Jinling, so the Duke Ying who stayed in the capital will be set on fire?

It's really a pity that Emperor Guangxing knew that this was not the time to pursue responsibility, so he directly dismissed the censor, and then handed over the command to Ying Guogong on the grounds of atonement.

only……

"Why don't I just beg for bones and go home for the elderly!" After repelling the first wave of tentative attacks, Ying Guogong rubbed his aching head, and even his stomach began to hurt faintly.

The city management... Wucheng soldiers and horses are simply too bad, so bad that they don't have any combat literacy, and they don't even have common sense on the battlefield.If it weren't for the high city walls of the capital and the fact that the main force was restrained by Hua Manlou at the west gate, it is estimated that this battle would really be a [-]-[-] split. What is the difference between a [-]-[-] split between the defending side and the attacking side, and defeat?

After making a complaint, Ying Guogong's angry roar resounded through the wall again: "Stand up! Why are you shrinking! You, yes, it's you, what are you looking at, pull up the wood! Continue to burn the fire and prepare to boil! Oil! Who, organize people to move more rocks up!"

Boom!Boom!Boom!

After a short rest, the second wave of the Liaodong Army's offensive began.

"Archers get ready!" Ying Guogong shouted almost hoarsely: "Pay attention to orders! Don't shoot arrows without orders!"

When yelling, Ying Guogong felt a little sad in his heart: Is this fucking teaching a three-year-old to fight?