Xiao Niangpi and Lin Yueru entered the big tent. Under the service of the maid, they still vomited for a while and vomited out all the bile. Then they knelt down on the ground panting and supported their bodies with their hands.
The two of them looked at each other with pale faces and their hearts beating wildly.
The relative smiled bitterly, it seems that this extremely cruel battlefield is still a man's world. You see, the master has nothing wrong with him.
The two of them can be regarded as strong-minded people, and they can easily kill people with their swords. Even if they go into battle, they will not fall behind. But today's situation is not a fight, it is a one-sided massacre.
Yang Fan didn't bother to observe the situation on the battlefield, and then walked in. He patted the two of them on the back with concern, and then ordered the maids to bring in some millet porridge. His stomach was emptied. Drinking less porridge would make them feel better.
"I won't let you see it, but you insist on seeing it. It's better now. You should have nightmares at night." Yang Fan said in a low voice.
"Sir, I didn't expect this machine gun to be so cruel. It beat people into pieces. It was a hundred times crueler than artillery shells. The one who could be beaten to death by steel balls at most was still intact." Tu Shan Yue Xin Yu Ji
said.
"Master, you are really a hard-hearted, resolute and courageous general. You are unmoved even when Mount Tai collapses. This time, the slave family is really convinced." Lin Yueru wiped the corner of her mouth and said with sincerity.
The master is a true general, as he said himself, even if the mountain collapses in front of him, he will not change his expression.
In fact, Yang Fan is just a later generation who has watched too many movies, such as Private Ryan, where artillery blows people into parts flying all over the sky, and their intestines are hung on trees. These are commonplace things in movies.
People of later generations have become numb after watching movies. They no longer have any feelings about this.
In later generations, large-scale productions will realistically restore various explosion scenes, which is far more exciting than this battlefield.
Yang Fan smiled and said nothing.
After comforting them, he told them not to go out and have a good rest here, then went out again and continued to observe the battlefield.
At this time, the battlefield has reached a tense situation, and the courage of the Mongols is running out. Several more Mongolians have rushed to the city wall nearby and are fighting fiercely with the defenders. But after a while, the soldiers under the city wall fired.
The door gun fired a volley, knocking down a large number of Mongolians outside.
There was a huge crowd in the middle and rear of the Mongols, but under the fire of the machine guns, they ran around, trying to avoid the machine gun fire. The machine gun still fired one after another, each time with a burst of about 25 rounds.
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At this time, Zhang Geda came.
"Sir, that's what happened to the Mongols. They can't knock down the city wall, and their morale is failing. When they collapse, why don't we let the cavalry rush out and defeat them completely?"
Zhang Geda suggested.
After all, Yang Fan's real elites are the 3,600 elite cavalry from the Jia Ding Regiment, the 3,600 cavalry from the Regiment Training Regiment, the 500 cavalry from the personal camp, and the 300 cavalry from the first batch of graduates of Xinghe Academy Military Academy.
These eight thousand people have never been used since the beginning of the war. It is time to give them some exercise. After all, although these people have the best training and the best military quality, except for the officers who have participated in several actual battles, a large number of soldiers have not
Participated in actual combat and were selected at a later stage.
Yang Fan touched his chin and thought for a while.
"These elite cavalry cannot be moved yet. It is not time to use them. After all, where is the Zhenglan Banner? If we use the cavalry, after they defeat the Mongols outside, the Zhenglan Banner will inevitably rush over. Then we will be passive
Already." Yang Fan said.
"Sir, what do you mean," Zhang Geda asked, "to let the infantry fight out."
He has followed Yang Fan for the longest time and can best understand and figure out the master's thoughts.
"Yes, let's divide the grenadier battalion into three militia regiments, use rocket-propelled grenades to clear the way, and then rush out. Normally, the Mongols would collapse by now. The reason why they can persist until now is because they have nothing but to open up
Duolun City is desperate to snatch food for the winter." Yang Fan said.
"Yes, sir, they can't hold on any longer. We can defeat them with infantry."
Yang Fan nodded and said: "After the Mongols are defeated, don't pursue them. Pull back immediately. At the same time, let the cavalry prepare. If Zhenglan Banner rushes to kill Gulai, I will personally lead the cavalry to fight them."
"Sir, you are rich, but you don't dare to take risks. Let me go," Zhang Geda said quickly.
Yang Fan shook his head and said: "This is a real decisive battle. If we can use the cavalry to defeat the Zhenglan Banner, the absolute main force of the Jiannu, in this battle, our officers and soldiers will establish a psychological advantage over the Jiannu in the future and feel that the Jiannu
There is nothing to be afraid of, slave. I must personally lead the team to participate in this battle."
Zhang Geda looked at it and saw that the master had made up his mind. He knew that no one could change Yang Fan's decision, not even his wife, so he stopped persuading and went directly to make arrangements.
Tu Shanyue walked out from inside and said: "Master is right, sooner or later we will face the Jiannu. Only by truly defeating them face to face can we truly turn our army into a first-class army. Only continuous victory can create success."
The real stuff for an iron army."
"Master, let Tu Shan and I protect you, and we will fight together. After all, you have never experienced a battle. Now millions of people, their life and death, honor and disgrace are all tied to this master. Please help me make a living for the people under my rule."
We must listen to the opinions of our sisters." Lin Yueru also walked over with a pale face and said.
"This time I plan to use no firearms and let our cavalry and the elite cavalry of Jiannu join hands and fight with cold weapons to defeat them according to the cavalry combat mode. I always feel that an army that cannot fight hand-to-hand can win no matter how hard it is."
Victory with too many troops is not a qualified army."
Yang Fan said calmly.
Since he started his career in the rocky beach, he has always used war to temper the army. At that time, he did not have the capital to confront the Jiannu slaves head-on, so he could only rely on firearms, strategies, tricks, and tactics to win.
Now, the troops under his command have undergone rigorous training in modern infantry drills. For a year, they have given the soldiers the best food and nutrition. They have trained in fighting for four hours every day. They have also prepared the best armor and stomach.
He felt that if he could not win sword-to-sword and gun-to-gun victory against Jiannu, then Jiannu would really be invincible if the Jurchens were not satisfied with the Jurchens.
An army that cannot fight with bayonets cannot become a true iron army, no matter how many victories it achieves by relying on firepower.
Therefore, not only did he have three militia regiments rush out to fight the Mongolian infantry, but he also waited for the Mongols to be defeated and fled in all directions, and when the Blue Banner rushed over, he used his cavalry to confront the Blue Banner cavalry head-on.
Only by defeating the Zhenglan Banner in a head-on confrontation can the determination of the Mongolians on the grassland be completely destroyed and a true iron army be forged.
This chapter has been completed!