In the camp at Jiapao Mountain, several leaders of Liu Ying stayed up almost all night.
Especially Liu Chengzu and Cao Yao, both of whom were sitting in a simple Chinese army tent set up with cotton cloth, listening to the news reported by the horse soldiers, their faces were full of fatigue.
After Liu Chengzong left in the afternoon, there were two more fights, both of which kept a certain distance and did not engage in combat.
The soldiers of several leaders took turns to come forward to form the formation. With Luo Rucai Zhuyu in front, the soldiers who came up to form the formation later were not so afraid.
After three rounds of bombardment, only sixteen people died, just more than Luo Rucai's number who died.
The leaders of the remaining teams and the bandit soldiers were all suffocating in their hearts: Those beggars can do it, but you can't?
In a daze, without even knowing it, Li Bei became the training officer for the leaders of the gang, giving advice to the soldiers one by one.
Li Wanqing's department, Liu Guoneng's department, Liu Chengzu's headquarters, Gao Yingxiang's department, and even Wang's personal department all pulled him up and stood for a while.
They were all bathed in sparse artillery attacks, and initially overcame the fear of artillery in the battle formation.
Sixteen people from each department were killed, and two were killed from the few. In fact, Li Bei's 18 heavy artillery shells were consumed.
But this consumption is all fake.
As soon as the sky darkened, both sides stopped fighting. Li Bei sent people to pick up the shells secretly. Liu Chengzu found half of the cannonballs, and then started the first hand-to-hand confrontation that lasted a whole day.
A dozen cavalrymen from Li Bei's tribe went to pick up the artillery shells, and more than thirty cavalrymen from Chuang's tribe intercepted them. Both sides suffered casualties.
As a result, Li Bei started to play at night. Taking advantage of the long range of heavy artillery, he fired a cannon at the artillery mountain every now and then, and then shot more than ten riders to touch this side.
Cao Yao had a strong desire for revenge. When he saw that Li Bei still wanted to use the tactics of exhausted soldiers to deal with them, he immediately discussed with Liu Chengzu and went back exhausted.
Each tribe took turns to retreat to the north of the mountain to sleep, leaving two tribesmen and more than a hundred riders from the Chuang tribe on standby.
The three-door Buddha Wolf Machine was pulled down the mountain and pushed on a horse-drawn carriage until one mile in front of Li Bei Camp. The cart was not even allowed to get off. It was beaten directly with a piece of wood propped up on the butt of the cart. After the beating, it was mounted on the horse and ran away.
There is no way, their cannons have a short range.
Or let the cavalry soldiers run near Li Bei's camp, place a few arrows, and run and roar, anyway, just to prevent people from sleeping.
On the one hand, the purpose is to exhaust oneself, and on the other hand, it is also to consume Li Bei's gunpowder and artillery shells and prepare for tomorrow's war.
Perhaps because he had great confidence in Liu Guozhen, Li Bei was not to be outdone, and tried his best to overcome his fatigue. He fired a cannon every once in a while, and even imitated Cao Yao and pushed the rocket car called Hundred Tigers Running Together.
At the foot of the mountain, arrows were fired toward the mountain.
The two sides just hurt each other all night long.
It didn't cause any real damage, but it harmed a small tree that was barely surviving in the drought in Jiapao Mountain.
It was broken from the waist, and only a few dead leaves fell all over the ground. It looked extremely miserable.
The monkey tribe sent a message to the horse soldiers. It was just when they were most sleepy that they suddenly heard the news of the battle in the west. Their hearts were lifted to their throats. They stood up together and fell silent together.
No one dared to ask the result first.
Finally, Cao Yao reached out and said, "Guan Liu, please ask."
Liu Chengzu then nodded and let the message-carrying horse soldiers speak.
"We went to attack the camp at night. General Liu was behind the enemy. After encircling them, he defeated them. One of the general's four sentries was killed and more than ten wounded. We were killed in the battle over a hundred and wounded more than four hundred. The officers and soldiers were killed and wounded less than two hundred, and the rest were injured.
Surrendered."
After hearing until the end that all the officers and soldiers had surrendered, Liu Chengzu and Cao Yao looked at each other and put their hearts back into their stomachs: "We won."
Cao Yao stepped forward to take a look at the cavalry soldier, and thought that the child had also spent the night, just like him, and his good feelings doubled.
He asked warmly: "General, the four sentries are now camping and sleeping in Yanhe? Didn't they say when they would come?"
"This meeting should be coming soon." The horse soldier said: "The general asked for four hundred mules and said that he would ride on the mules to sleep on the road. After beating them, he set off on the road and asked the young men to report to the leaders that the general would follow the army's march route.
Walk forty-eight miles, and when the battle begins today, wave the red flag in front of the formation, and he will lead his troops out from the enemy's flank."
"Oh, by the way, the general's mules cannot go over the mountain. After the war breaks out, let the leaders send some horse soldiers to lead the horses and soldiers over to respond."
Liu Chengzu nodded, and Cao Yao simply ran outside to blow the mountain breeze, looked at the white-rimmed sky in the east, clenched his fists, as if to encourage himself for a big fight.
Not long after, the horse soldiers who carried the message were appeased by Liu Chengzu and found a place to rest.
Chengzu walked out of the military tent, looked at Cao Yao's back, laughed, and said seriously: "What are you doing? You haven't slept all night. Can you fight again during the day?"
"Look what you said, although I didn't sleep, my soldiers did... As long as Li Bei can still fight, I can keep fighting with him!"
Liu Chengzu sneered and said nothing more. He turned back to the Chinese military tent and wrote down his feelings about the war in a book.
This is not only the first time Liu Chengzong has commanded a large-scale battle, but it is also the same for Liu Chengzu, Cao Yao and others.
They, the team captains, the servants, the hungry refugees, the bandits and the bandits, are a ragtag group.
But these rabble-rousers withstood the bombardment, which was like drawing lots of life and death, and faced off against the government troops in the river valley with an upright identity.
All this is very thrilling for Liu Chengzu.
It was so thrilling that every time he was bombarded, his heart was in his throat. If Li Bei was even more determined and launched an attack regardless of the flanks, they would more or less lose their position.
But now, with the light of burning linseed oil, Liu Chengzu took up his pen and wrote nine words on the book.
All warriors must use the right combination to win by surprise.
He knew this sentence when he was studying in Mizhi County a few years ago. That year, Shishi asked a merchant from the south to buy back "Jin Ping Mei", and he asked his father to buy "Sun Tzu's Art of War" in Mizhi
But having seen it does not mean that you can use it. For a long time, Liu Chengzu thought that this sentence meant to fight openly and win with ingenious tactics.
He didn't understand the meaning of this sentence until yesterday, when he stood on a mountain ridge and watched the enemy's artillery roar, beating the first three formations of soldiers to bloody pulps.
The right combination is the odd victory. Use the right to offset the enemy's right, and what is left is the odd, odd and even number.
The so-called Zhenghe army must arrange a front on the battlefield to attract the main force of the enemy. This army is a dam, and its soldiers are earth and stone. They constantly repeat simple, boring and cruel work.
Move forward, stand firm, and never retreat.
The so-called victory army can be a reserve team or an external division.
The partial division must be elite, capable of quickly moving around the periphery of the main battlefield, destroying or avoiding the enemy's partial division, coordinating operations on the main battlefield, and further breaking through the enemy's front when the right armies confront each other.
This is the art of war that Liu Chengzu learned from Li Bei.
People's fortunes cannot be compared. If their families were better off, perhaps the merchants would have bought Liu Chengzu a copy of Sun Tzu's Art of War with Cao Cao's annotations.
It clearly states Cao Cao's two definitions of Zhengqi.
It is right to go out first to join forces, and it is strange to go out later.
The upright are the enemy, and the surprise attack from the side is unprepared.
Regular soldiers and strange soldiers can change each other. Today they are regular soldiers. Tomorrow, if Liu Chengzong leads his troops to fight with Li Bei first, and they then cover up and kill him, the regular soldiers will be Liu Chengzong, and the strange soldiers will be them.
Liu Chengzu put down his pen, opened the tent, and felt the cool night wind blowing against his face. He looked towards the distant sky, where white light appeared on the edge of the shadow of the mountains.
"Today, we will take the initiative to attack."
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In the Chinese military tent on the other side of the battlefield, scattered letters were spread all over the floor.
Li Bei sat on the blanket and also stayed up all night. His energy was still strong and he was fascinated by the map.
The letters scattered on the floor contained his calculations on the attack speed of Wu Weifan in the direction of Qingyang and Liu Guozhen in the partial division.
Ma Ke opened the curtain, stood aside and said: "General, it's dawn, the bandits have formed five formations and are digging trenches in front of the formations."
Li Bei nodded and rubbed his sore legs from sitting for a long time. He couldn't help but stand up and look to the west: "It's time for General Liu to set off. How much ammunition are left?"
"We planned to fire it all night, and the remaining gunpowder is enough for the entire battalion's artillery to fire six volleys."
Li Bei was sure of victory, and his words were extremely confident: "Use three more general cannons to refresh them, fire them twice, keep the remaining gunpowder, and use all the four Buddha wolf machine guns and muskets to attack in an hour." p>
After resting and waiting yesterday, the rebels did not escape, which means that they are also gathering strength and trying to resist.
This is exactly what Li Bei wants.
If he had formed a battle elsewhere, he would have fought already. But here, there was no benefit in defeating the enemy before encircling them.
It's easy to win, just kill a few hundred people, and thousands of thieves will run everywhere. In the spring of next year, Yan'an Prefecture will still be full of thieves, but the leader of the thieves will be replaced.
Only by completing the encirclement and blocking the thieves in the valley, no matter whether they are killed or caressed, they cannot escape.
By now, the bandit soldiers were already familiar with his rhythm of using three cannons to fire in separate bursts, but his firepower was not like that. When they were in close combat, more than a dozen light and heavy cannons would fire a volley at once, and they were sure to defeat the enemy in any one burst. As long as they are defeated in an instant and there is a gap in the line and they are driven straight into it, even the tens of thousands of troops cannot resist the charge of hundreds of people.
Drive them north, and when they regroup, Liu Guozhen leads his troops south to intercept them, and then they can complete the battle.
A moment later, three thousand-jin general cannons in front of the formation fired.
Smoke was rising from the camp, cooking pots were being buried in preparation for the war. The officers and soldiers leading their horses out of the camp looked to the opposite side. The rebels did not fire back, and the soldiers were digging trenches and building fronts.
In the early morning before the decisive battle, the valley was eerily quiet, with only the wind across the valley blowing on the golden millet fields, making a rustling sound.
Liu Chengzu rode through various military formations and taught each unit to set up a hollow square formation commonly used in the Ming army with soldiers outside and officers in the middle. Then he returned to the central army, and after discussing with several leaders, they dispersed to command the troops.
In fact, it is mainly Professor Luo Rucai.
The two formations are far apart, so this guy can stand in front of the formation and show off his power, leaving his life and death to God to show his bravery.
But in a face-to-face battle, officers can stand in front of the formation, but the general must not stand in front of the formation.
Why don't they belong to each other? Each phalanx of four to five hundred people has its own leader. If the leader dies, no one can lead the team.
It's different when the officers and soldiers are replaced. Even if the commander is dead, there are commanders and even generals behind him to hold the battle, so the troops will not flee directly.
Six infantry phalanxes, using a formation of four in front and two in back, pressed forward and moved upward with a width that almost filled the valley.
In the front are Luo Rucai, Liu Guoneng, Li Wanqing, and Wang Ziyong, and in the back are Gao Yingen and Liu Chengzu.
On the left is Gao Yingxiang's cavalry, and on the right is Zhang Tianlin's cavalry. Each unit moves straight forward.
"General, the thieves have formed a formation."
Li Bei glanced at the enemy formation, looked up at Rise, signaled the flag bearer to wave the flag, and turned around and said: "It's a little early, but it doesn't matter, they can't run away, gather the troops."
Bugles sounded one after another in the army camp, and the border soldiers filed out of the camp, and the two officers and soldiers at the headquarters also formed a hollow square formation.
The artillerymen push the general's heavy artillery, and the Folang machine fast artillery is in front.
On the four sides of the outer layer of the phalanx, artillerymen carrying gushing cannons, small French cannons, and tiger squatting cannons were mixed with musketeers and archers, with spearmen behind them to protect them, and some horsemen led horses in the formation to protect the officers.
March slowly.
More officers, soldiers and cavalry walked outside the formation, conducting their last visit to the battlefield before the start of the battle to the flanks and rear, searching for possible enemies on the front and back.
Compared with the formation of the peasant army, the formation of the official army looks too small.
But their march is even more determined.
The two armies were about 500 paces apart. The cavalry soldiers in the official army's formation came forward and waved flags. The army's formation stopped, and the three general cannons adjusted their angles and fired at the enemy.
Boom!
Three solid iron bullets whizzed across the battlefield and flew towards Liu Guoneng's military formation. One hit the front of the formation and two hit the middle, leaving two bloody paths.
The commotion in the military formation stopped, and they continued to advance after a while.
There was a small gap in the front line of the Peasant Army. Liu Chengzu arranged for Tian Shoujing, an officer in front, to lead several galloping horses across the line, and ordered the remaining three formations to slow down and level the line again.
Gao Yingen's cavalry on the left stopped at the same time, but Zhang Tianlin's cavalry on the right did not stop and continued to move forward.
The officers and soldiers stood still, guarded by spears for five meters on all sides, and the artillerymen quickly cleared the barrels of the general's cannons.
The gunner of the Fran cannon also unloaded the cannon. Five muskets weighing several dozen kilograms were placed in a row on the right side of the cannon. There was a bucket on the left side. He put down the cloth to soak it and prepared for battle.
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"General!"
The cavalry patrolling outside shrank toward the military formation. A single rider dismounted, broke into the formation, prostrated himself on the ground and pointed south: "General..."
Seeing that he was hesitant to speak, Li Bei ordered him to come forward. He only heard the cavalry soldiers whisper: "There are infantrymen crossing the mountains behind our formation. They are forming formations below the mountains. They are not General Liu's troops."
Not General Liu?
Li Bei waved his hand for the cavalry to explore again, closed his eyes on the Chinese army, and thought quickly.
Liu Guozhen was defeated?
Or was it that at the same time that Liu Guozhen sent out troops, the bandits also sent out a group of guerrillas, and the two armies missed each other in the mountains?
After a moment, he opened his eyes.
Too bad.
The presence of enemies in the rear prevented him from pursuing them.
The cavalry on the right wing of the rebels is close to outflanking them. No matter what happens behind the formation, his army is not allowed to move at this time. He can only defeat the enemy for a while and then return to wait for the battle.
"The thieves formed four formations and nearly two hundred steps!"
The artillerymen in front of the formation waved their flags, and the three general cannons fired out again, with the target still being Liu Guoneng's phalanx.
This time, all three shells ran through the formation, smashing bloody paths with a roar, causing the phalanx that had just stabilized the morale of the army to become chaotic once again.
They did not retreat. By this time they had realized that they were being targeted by enemy artillery. They would not hit anyone but him.
Several captains said anxiously in front of Liu Guoneng: "Chief, if you continue walking slowly, they will be fine, but we will all die!"
Liu Guoneng clenched his fists tightly, his scalp tightened, he pulled out his sword with a clang, stepped forward and said: "Let's move forward!"
Liu Guoneng's formation, located on the left side of the two middle formations, took a step forward before Tian Shoujing, who was maintaining the formation, arrived, leaving the friendly troops behind for a moment.
This caused the remaining three formations to quicken their pace, and the peasant army's large horizontal formation was in chaos.
The officers and soldiers made no move, but a loud arrow passed dozens of paces with a scream, and landed on the Mizi ground between the two formations.
People stared at the invisible line and breathed heavier.
