With a bang, the hammer in his hand fell weakly and hit the solid ice and snow ground, making a dull yet crisp sound.
Under the sun, Li Jinglong panted heavily and sat on a large piece of ice without dignity. He stretched out his hand tremblingly and looked at the blisters on his palm.
"Suffering from mother-in-law!"
Li Jinglong breathed hot air and gnashed his teeth as he cursed angrily, "I can't dig anymore!"
Since the Ping An Belt and his troops left, he began to operate a position where he was stationed. The place where he is now is the only way for the Ulliangha tribe to retreat. Li Jinglong not only wants to block the Tatars here, but also
Look at the mountains of luggage in the camp.
The war was carried out with baggage. The cavalry on the Ping An side went into battle lightly, but they left the logistics here, such as gunpowder, food, medicine, ordnance, etc.
Li Jinglong has a full force of 26,000 people here. It can be said that the task is as heavy as a mountain.
Fortunately, the only high ground in this place is an abandoned military fort from the Han and Tang Dynasties. With a little repair, it can accommodate the soldiers, store their luggage, and be used as part of the position for defense.
But the key is how he defends himself.
He could predict that if the Tatars really came from his side, they would definitely try their best to escape from the Ming army's encirclement.
If they do not capture this position, the Tatars will not be able to run very far, they will not be able to run fast, and they may even run the risk of being cut off at the waist and split into two.
"Master!" Li Laowai, the leader of the Li family's soldiers, ran over sweating profusely and muttered, "Brothers can't dig out any more!"
From the day Ping An led the cavalry away, Li Jinglong started to do one thing, dig holes!
"A city cannot be defended alone, and a formation cannot last long alone!"
"If you want to defend your position with few against many, remember not to shrink blindly. Instead, rely on the terrain and defend in steps."
On the day he was stationed here, Li Jinglong thought of the military books that his father taught him step by step when he was a child. The military books had been thrown away by him long ago, but when he thought about it carefully, the words were still there.
There is a picture, but it is still clear.
After all, his father Li Wenzhong used a stick to force him to learn. Even if he couldn't master it, he would memorize it by rote until he died.
In the words of his father, there is no harm in learning more.
Sure enough, it's in use now.
The Ming army's position was an isolated fortress built on the mountainside. The fortress extended down a long slope. If the enemy wanted to come, they had to feign an attack. You couldn't charge forward on horseback, so you had to dismount and fight on foot.
So if we dig out clear and dark ditches in circles along the periphery of the Ming army's position, with three layers inside and three layers outside, it will be the echelon defense mentioned in the military manual, and it can also weaken our own numerical disadvantage and downplay the opponent's.
Strength in numbers.
Just imagine, the Beiyuan army came over and found that there were dense ditches outside the Ming army's position. What would they do?
Moreover, there are countless vicious mechanisms hidden in the ditch, such as iron nails pulled out of the dung heap and bamboo thorns with dead rats hung on them. Above the ditch, at the highest point of the Ming army's position, there are bows and arrows, artillery, and firecrackers.
Still looking over here.
Whoever comes over will die!
At the same time, Li Jinglong also remembered what his father taught him back then. The soldiers were asked to take care of food, grass and baggage. When the enemy was not in sight, the soldiers were told to eat 60% full. After a fight, the commanders were told to eat 80% full.
Sharing the joys and sorrows with the soldiers, gold and silver are placed on the battlefield, always ready to reward the soldiers.
In this way, food is saved and the soldiers have something to look forward to. Moreover, once a person is hungry, he will be full of energy. If the commander wants to exchange the enemy's heads for white flour buns, the soldiers below will definitely scream.
The sad thing is that it is winter now, and the ice is as cold as iron. Every time I dig it, a white spot will appear, and my arm will be dislocated, but it will only make a shallow ditch, which is so fucking boring!
Twenty to thirty thousand of them have been busy these days, and they have nothing to lose.
They had just dug some trenches during the day, but when the wind blew at night, his grandma's ground was frozen again the next day!
"Master!" Seeing Li Jinglong sitting there in a daze, Li Laowai shouted again.
Li Jinglong slowly came back to his senses, blinked his frosty eyelashes, and said in a muffled voice, "Since you can't dig, then stop fucking digging and save your energy!" As he said that, he let out a long sigh and felt sad.
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"Your Highness, it's not that I'm incompetent, it's that I really haven't learned anything. How can I fight in winter? My father taught me the art of war that he used to fight in the south of the Yangtze River. I haven't even started to learn the art of war in the north before I started to learn it.
My father is gone!"
"Dad, you died too early!"
Li Jinglong cried out in his heart, "I can't say it, but you insist on asking me to come. Now that I'm here, I have to do such an errand. It's not that I'm incompetent, it's really that he can't fight!"
Thinking of this in his mind, he hated Ping An again to death, "You are the same generation as my father and the adopted son of the old man, so you just bully me, right? You let me stay here, what the hell are you doing?
No longer guarding you here! You've made it clear that you want to harm your Grandpa Li! Damn it, don't let me get through this. When I get through this, I have to get this place back!"
"But!" Li Jinglong suddenly became frustrated, "If I can't stop the Tatars, if I let the Tatars go, what future will I have? I'm afraid that in an instant, I will become the laughing stock of the nobles in Huaixi. When the time comes, the emperor will
Sun wants to use me, but he can’t!"
Seeing that Li Jinglong was stunned and worried, Li Laowai knelt down and tried to persuade him, "Master, don't think so much. Isn't it just a war? The Tatars gave us one sword and I gave them three swords. Back then,
This is how brothers follow the old master!"
"There are many more dangerous times than this. With people like us here, even if we all die, you won't be hurt at all!"
"Yes!" Li Laowai's words made Li Jinglong suddenly realize.
"Who said the battle must be won? If the Tatars come overwhelmingly, and I only have these few people here, how can I stop them?"
"As long as I try my best, but I haven't been beaten, and let the Tatars rush over, it's not a serious crime, right?"
"If other people are talking, why the hell don't they just round up the Tatars and not even one of them come over?"
"I'm doing this!" Li Jinglong was happy in his heart, "It's two different things if he can't beat him and not to fight him. I'm here like a nail. I'm standing in command of the Chinese army and I'll do my best to save my face. If I really can't stop it,
Tatars, there is no need for me to fight against the Tatars!"
"When the time comes, I will tell His Royal Highness the Emperor that it is not that I am incompetent, but that there are too many enemies. I will not retreat in a bloody battle, nor can I stop the opponent. I am at fault, but the friendly forces are also at fault! Knowing that I only have so many people,
Are you driving the Tatars this way?"
Thinking of this, Li Jinglong felt very happy.
But the next second, I became frustrated again.
"Damn it, if you tell the emperor's grandson like this, isn't it because the old man hanged himself because he didn't want to live too long? When did the Ming Dynasty's military law take care of this? The orders given to you must be carried out even if you die! Either win or win.
, or die, it’s that simple!”
When the country was founded, all the princes and princes died in battles one after another, and the root lies in this. It doesn’t matter whether you can win or not, at least you have to dare to die!
Besides, Li Jinglong knew clearly that no one would listen to his reasons or excuses except himself.
If he died here without stopping the Tatars, he would still be a hero.
If he had not died and the Tatars had passed by, I am afraid that people like Lan Yu, Zhu Di, Fu Youde, and Ping An would have skinned him before he could return to the capital to see the emperor's grandson.
Those people, who cares who Li Jinglong’s father is or who his grandfather is?
"Suffering from mother-in-law!"
Li Jinglong suddenly started to curse as if he was mad. Li Laowai and the other soldiers immediately took a few steps back, wondering why their family leader was so mad.
"This won't work, and that won't work either. How can it work?"
"I only have this few manpower, how can I fight in such a dangerous place?"
"If you have the ability, you come to guard. I will lead the charge. It's not like I've never led cavalry before!"
Li Jinglong roared loudly on the snow.
Suddenly, my feet slipped and I stumbled, falling onto the ice with a thud.
"Master!" the soldiers exclaimed.
Li Jinglong didn't move, as if the pain in his body didn't exist. He just stared straight at the white ice in his sight, a patch of yellow frost.
This chapter has been completed!