After drinking wine, Liu Ziguang suddenly remembered something and asked Jin Shengheng: "What did the Xixia people in the city say today about asking for money?"
Jin Shengheng said: "This is not the master's clever plan. Originally, our Western Army regained Shaanxi, and you really fought it. In fact, you just promised to pay a huge amount of money to the Xixia people to redeem it, but Shaanxi took it back."
, but the money didn’t arrive.
, the Xixia people were annoyed, and they launched a massive counterattack and drove our army to Tongguan again. They would come over every once in a while to ask for money. If they didn't give it, they would set up return artillery and blast them. The superintendent was afraid of being deceived, so he wouldn't let me wait out of the city to meet him.
The enemy is just passively being beaten during this period."
Liu Ziguang said curiously: "I don't think the Western Xia people are mediocre. Why did the Western Army lose so many times in battles with them that they dare not take the initiative to attack because of the panic?"
Jin Shengheng said: "Commander, today we are going out of the city to kill the enemy. What do you think those Xia troops look like?"
"His nose is high and his eyes are sunken, and his hair is tawny. He doesn't look like a Central Plains person...well, he doesn't look like a Mongolian either."
"That's right. These Xia armies are not regular Mongolian armies. They are new auxiliary armies of the Xixia army. They are descendants from various countries in the Western Regions. The Xixia army also has levels of three, six or nine. The combat effectiveness of this new annex army is not high.
The equipment is not very good,
He can only be a third-rate thing in the Xixia army, but the enemy troops like this scolded the formation under the city, marched back and bombarded the city in a grand manner, and the governor did not dare to fight, alas, it is true!" Jin Shengheng was still indignant when talking about this matter.
"Yuan Chonghuan must have been frightened. I think the combat power of the new annexed army is about the same as that of the Qing army. If troops of this level can only be considered third-rate, what will the first-rate Xia army look like?" Liu Ziguang asked.
"Cowardly Xue Jun..." Jin Shengheng said these three words, and then he was in a daze. He picked up the wine bowl and took a big sip, as if to calm down, and then continued, "It's like a devil. I have thousands of brothers who were killed in Xianyang."
They made dumplings, one thousand three hundred
The elite cavalry of the people were all killed without any chance of fighting back. Less than a hundred people were killed in the battle. It is pity that my brothers, who have been in Huguang for more than ten years, can be regarded as good warriors, but... Alas!
"As he spoke, Jin Shengheng took another sip of wine.
"So the Qixue army composed of Mongols is the elite of the Xixia army?" asked Zhou Peigong, who had been silent.
"Maybe they are all Mongols, but no one has seen the true face of the Qixue Army. They either wear masks or have flowers painted on their faces when fighting. They look like ghosts and their true colors cannot be seen clearly, but their fighting power is indeed very fierce.
, Not to destroy his own prestige, my brother also fought with the Marshal's Red Shirt Army back then. In terms of wild battles, I'm afraid three thousand Red Shirt Army can't match a thousand Coward Xue Army." Jin Shengheng seemed to be talking about Coward Xue Army.
There is lingering fear in my heart.
"Then why are only the new vassal troops coming to attack? How long has it been since you saw the flag of Qixue's army?" Zhou Peigong continued to ask.
"Since the last time the Western Army suffered a big loss near Xianyang, Xue's army has not appeared. After we retreated to Tongguan, we dealt with the new auxiliary army. Commander Yuan said that the enemy was using a trick to lure the enemy.
Xue Jun is waiting behind, so he won't let us go out to fight. But I think Xue Jun didn't go out at all." Jin Shengheng replied.
"According to General Jin, if Qie Xue's army is deployed, Tongguan City may not be able to defend it. This is strange. If Qie Xue's army is left alone, it will be a waste of new auxiliary troops. Don't they want to open Tongguan and attack directly?
Central Plains? This truth doesn't make sense. If it's not that the Xixia commander's head is filled with water, there's something wrong with them internally." Zhou Pei was fair.
"Oh, how do you say this?" Liu Ziguang also became interested.
"The so-called Xixia is the name of the Central Plains people. In fact, this country is completely different from the Xixia established by the Dangxiang people in the Song Dynasty. Instead, it adopted the Xia of Xia, Shang and Zhou in the ancient times. The reason why the country was named Central Plains was because their emperor Galdan advocated Sinology.
, wanted to imitate Kublai Khan and establish a great dynasty. In fact, he had already achieved this. The entire Western Region was already in the possession of the Xia Dynasty, thousands of miles westward from Gansu, to the north and south of the Tianshan Mountains, up and down the desert, and even to
The great food country in the far west is all the territory of Xixia. It is probably bigger than our Ming Dynasty. The ruling class of this country is the descendants of Genghis Khan who stayed in the Western Regions, a lineage of the Golden Family, and the ethnic groups ruled by them.
Many Turks, Uighurs, Tubos, as well as the remnants of small countries in the Western Regions, the original subjects of Loulan, Shanshan, Haohan and other countries have all become subjects of Xixia. Of course, there are also a large number of Han people living in the Western Regions. Galdan used
In more than ten years, he has grown from a small tribe to the king who dominates the Western Regions. His talent and strategy cannot be underestimated. The Central Plains is a place he has always coveted. He will never give up easily when his military power is at its peak, so the former one
The possibility is almost zero, the only possibility is that there is something wrong with them internally." Zhou Peigong said so much in one breath, picked up the wine bowl and took a big sip.
"What problem could that be?" Liu Ziguang asked.
"I don't know. Anyway, it's nothing more than internal strife and foreign wars. We have conquered thousands of miles of territory in more than ten years. It is impossible without hidden dangers. The tradition of civil strife among the Mongols was very profound in the Yuan Dynasty. Fighting with our own people is better than
Fighting with outsiders, no matter what, this is our chance." Zhou Peigong's eyes became red after drinking too much, and there was a hint of ambition in his tone, as if Galdan's achievements made him envious.
"Opportunity, you mean to take advantage of the civil strife of the Xixia people to recover Shaanxi?" Liu Ziguang said.
"More than that, since Galdan, a Mongolian, can conquer such a huge empire, why can't we? It's a man's dream to open up new territories, achieve hegemony, and become generals and marquises." Zhou Peigong's eyes were already a little confused.
However, his words resonated with Wang Fuchen and Jin Shengheng, who clenched their fists together and said, "A man's life and death will only last a few decades, go ahead!" The eyes of the two people also turned blood red. It was not clear whether it was the stimulation of alcohol or the inspiration of ambition.
"If you want to send troops out of Shaanxi, you must pass through Tongguan. However, our relationship with Yuan Chonghuan is so tense that it will be difficult for him to use the way. Even if we are given the way, the future logistics supply line will be in the hands of others, and the food and grass can be
The ground supplies, but the weapons and ammunition cannot. If Yuan Chonghuan is stuck, we will be defeated." Liu Ziguang raised his doubts.
"There is no need to pass through Tongguan. Our army has two ways to transport troops to Guanzhong. Of course, they are more troublesome, but compared with the results of recovering Shaanxi, it is worth spending more manpower and material resources." Zhou Peigong looked proud and confident.
appearance.
"Let's talk about it. If it's feasible, let's take action immediately." Liu Ziguang said.
"The specific plan still needs to be planned. The general steps are as follows..." Zhou Peigong dipped his fingers in wine and drew a map on the table. Several heads came together and began to plan the plan for the troops to enter Guanzhong.
When Wu Sangui personally escorted 300 tents to the Red Shirt Army camp, the camp was already deserted. Wu Sangui sent people to investigate, but no traces could be found. He returned to Tongguan and told Yuan Chonghuan, and Supervisor Yuan pondered for a moment.
Said: "Let him go."
Wu Sangui surrendered and was suddenly stopped by Yuan Chonghuan: "Have you surveyed the battlefield outside the city?"
"Going back to the Supervisor, we have inspected them. They are all new auxiliary troops, and there are no traces of Xue Xue's activities."
"Very good, Liu Ziguang did this governor a great favor by being reckless. It seems that the main force of the Xixia people has withdrawn. It is very likely that Guanzhong is already empty. Uncle Zhang, please hurry up and send an order to Liu Zongmin to prepare to set up camp."
, the troops leave Tongguan!"
The reason why the vanguard battalion was able to rush to Tongguan quickly was because their camp was located in Zhending, which was all along Yangguan Avenue. The emergency was of course quick with light equipment. It took a lot of time for the main force of the Red Shirt Army to arrive from Beijing and Tianjin, and returned to Hebei.
The forward battalion joined the red shirt brigade on the road.
Countless carriages and horses crowded the official road, including airships in the sky and chariots on the ground. At the beginning were light scout cavalry and heavy armored chariots, followed by endless carriages and queues, and infantrymen wearing soft hats and red jerseys.
Carrying iron helmets and weapons on their backs, they walked majestically, singing loudly as they walked. Next to the infantry column was the artillery team. The carriages dragged heavy artillery, ammunition, and carts of artillery. The artillerymen all sat in covered military vehicles.
While resting, the wealthy Liu Ziguang has transformed the army into a mules and horses. The soldiers can no longer march on two legs in order to save energy to deal with the surprise attack. Now because they are still marching in a safe area, the soldiers are asked to get off the vehicle.
I walked a few miles to walk my legs, and I also checked with the Marquis to see if I had made any progress in the past few months.
Xia Wanchun, Liang Shiyi and other students stared at the noisy world with their eyes wide open. This spectacular marching picture shocked them even more than the majestic Tongguan Camp. So many vehicles, so many battle flags, endless
You can never see the end, God knows how many thousands of people there are.
"I'm afraid there are 100,000 people." Liang Shiyi said with his mouth wide open.
"More than that, I'm afraid there will be more." Xia Wanchun was also dumbfounded. This was the first time in his life that he had seen such a majestic army.
"Not that many, only 20,000 people. However, our red shirt army is very large. On average, ten soldiers have to be served by one vehicle. We have gunpowder, artillery shells, dry food, and people eat what horses chew. Have you seen such a hundred-man army?
To fight a medium-intensity battle, you need to project a thousand kilograms of steel. Think about it, who can withstand a thousand kilograms of ammunition fired at the enemy? This is the reason why our red shirt army is victorious in every battle." Give it to them.
The person who gave the explanation was Liu Ziguang's attendant, Dai Wenlong. The young man was a graduate of the junior class of Jiangwu Hall. Although he was only fifteen years old, he was already a serious member of the Red Shirt Army. The truth he said was the same.
Piles of it.
For this young but knowledgeable senior, the two twenty-year-old juniors were not arrogant at all. Instead, they humbly took out a small book and asked for advice: "Sir, I would like to ask a few questions..."
On a hill, Liu Ziguang sat on a tiger-skin handsome chair, watching with satisfaction as multiple columns of his Red Shirt Army advanced in unison. There were armored vehicles in front of them to clear the way, behind them there were firecracker battalions at the rear, and on both sides there were cavalry battalions protecting the flanks.
, tens of thousands of people and horses marched in in a mighty manner, the dust was flying, and the troops were loud and clear. Anyone who saw it would be high-spirited and excited.
"It's better to be in your own team. It's much more comfortable than being a general who conquers the west." Liu Ziguang sighed with emotion.