Liu Mingzhi’s main tent in the west of Yingzhou City.
Young Master Liu held up the military flag in his hand thoughtfully and played chess with Song Qing opposite him.
In the past few days, Young Master Liu often went on a rampage in the Jin Kingdom camp because of his chariots, serial muskets, and flintlock guns. He killed thousands of soldiers and horses under Wanyan Chizha one after another, and finally walked away.
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However, there have been changes in the offensive in recent days, which is the root cause of Young Master Liu's current absent-mindedness.
"You lost, all your troops were surrounded by the general!"
Song Qing watched Liu Mingzhi holding the command flag absentmindedly, and promptly reminded Liu Dashao that he had won the military formation deduction.
Liu Mingzhi came back to his senses and looked at his own formation that was in a deadlock in surprise: "How come all my troops were eaten by you so quickly!"
Song Qing shook his head helplessly, took the formation flag from Young Master Liu and put it into a box beside him.
"You have been absent-minded. Your mind was not on the formation flag deduction at all. It would be strange if you didn't lose. How about it? Have you figured out anything after thinking about it for so long?"
Liu Mingzhi sighed sadly, picked up the teacup on the table and walked towards the outside of the tent.
Looking at the bright moonlight in the sky, Liu Mingzhi turned his head slightly and glanced at Song Qing.
"It's the eleventh day!"
Song Qing was startled, and nodded silently with a depressed expression: "Yes, we have been fighting for eleven days, and there are still over 70,000 of the 100,000 brothers under the two guards, and there are still more than 6,000 wounded soldiers. I really don't know how to continue.
How long can we hold on?"
"Is there any news about Baoyu and his brothers who are rushing to support Yunzhou and Jezhou?"
"We have news about Ning Chao and the others. The situation is not good. Yeluha is a very difficult opponent. Ningchao, Fuji and the others have hardly taken any advantage. But fortunately, the crisis in Jeju has been temporarily alleviated. Yeruha's
Because of the harassment by Ning Chao and others, the offensive against Jeju had to be slowed down."
"Baoyu, I can't bear that they still have no news. We don't know anything about the current situation in Yunzhou."
"There is no other way. Let's just focus on the present. How about it? Have you ever wanted to understand how Wanyan Chizha discovered the shortcomings of chariots and serial guns?"
"Most of the casualties among our brothers occurred in the past few days. Black Wolf Cavalry and Iron Armored Cavalry found the perfect opportunity to fill the chain gun with elixirs and cool down the chain gun. The brothers were too careless. I didn't expect that the Jin people would seize the right opportunity.
Sudden attack."
"Although compared to the Jin Kingdom's casualties, they are nothing, but one less of our troops means one less!"
Liu Mingzhi sipped the tea in the cup and shook his head slightly: "I can't figure out how Wanyan Chizha realized that the serial gun needed to be cooled down and the projectiles needed to be replaced. The time for each charge was only half a day, and he was not close to the infantry of the Jin Army.
I have no clue at all."
"Those who are not familiar with the serial gun will already be in a hurry because of its lethality and power. How can they think of countermeasures?"
"Unless there are people among the Jin soldiers who are very familiar with firearms, this is the first time we have used the serial gun in a national war. The Jin people have never seen it before, how could they discover its shortcomings?"
"No matter what, the serial gun won't work after a few more uses. We have to think of other ways."
"Although the pressure on Yingzhou has decreased, our pressure is getting bigger and bigger."
"Wanyan Chizha is willing to deal with us wholeheartedly, just because we are cavalry and can retreat if we can't defeat him. Otherwise Wanyan Chizha would have surrounded us with his army."
"Forget it, if you can't figure it out..."
"Report, report to the commander-in-chief, the guardian of the country is waiting for the falcon to pass the message!"
"Send it up!"
"yes!"
Liu Mingzhi opened the letter and began to read it. After a moment, Liu Mingzhi clenched the note in his hand with a complicated expression and began to murmur.
"Flying Bear!"
"No wonder! You made the artillery of the Jin Kingdom with your own hands, so there is no problem with such things as firecrackers."
"It's all right!"
"Commander, what are you mumbling to yourself about?"
"It's nothing. Let the brothers report the situation of the Jin camp at any time. If they don't move, we won't move. We just need to give them time to attack the city."
"Now it's up to us who can outsmart whom."
"Got the order!"
"Report! Report to the Commander-in-Chief, a message from Yunzhou."
"Bring it quickly!"
While drinking tea, Liu Mingzhi's face changed with shock and he dropped the information in his hand on the ground. His expression was filled with grief and hatred.
"I'm confused. If the Turks really want to take action against the people in the hinterland, they have already sharpened their knives. Why would they wait until your reinforcements arrive before taking action?"
"You can't see through such a simple troop deployment plan. Have you two lived like dogs in these years?"
Liu Mingzhi walked towards the big tent with sad eyes. After drinking tea, Liu Mingzhi rolled up a few pieces of paper and handed them to Du Yu.
"Quick, the golden eagle, the falcon soldiers are sent to Baoyu and the two of them in two groups!"
"Got the order!"
After Song Qing had arranged the military orders, he just returned to the tent and found that Young Master Liu's face was so gloomy that he could shed tears.
"Commander, what happened?"
Liu Mingzhi handed the information Du Yu had retrieved to Song Qing.
"The situation in Yunzhou is not good. I can't bear it. Baoyu fell into the Turks' trick to lure the enemy, and is now engaged in a tug-of-war with the Turks' cavalry."
"Both sides were equally matched in strength, but both suffered heavy casualties."
"The most important thing is that the Turks have transferred 200,000 cavalry from nowhere. In addition, the original number of soldiers and horses is actually more than the soldiers and horses of the Jin Kingdom. The situation on Baoyu's side is probably...
......."
Song Qing looked at Yunzhou's information and his face became a little sad.
"How could it be like this? How could the Turks still have so many troops?"
"It's useless to talk about it now. You should take good care of the situation in the camp. I will go to the city overnight and have a detailed talk with my uncle face to face."
"We must make changes, otherwise we will definitely not be able to wait for reinforcements to arrive if we continue like this."
"Okay, you can go ahead and I will make arrangements for the camp."
After two cups of tea, Mr. Liu changed his clothes and rode toward Yingzhou City under the moonlight all night.
In the camp of the Jin Army, in the open space outside the rear army's supply camp, the bonfire was brightly lit, and the stove was steaming hot. Wanyan Chizha looked curiously at some of the embryos that Wanyan Feixiong was playing with. These were the soldiers who accompanied the army for several days and nights.
Made from hundreds of refined iron.
On the chair on one side was a unhappy little cutie. Looking at the busy figures of his uncle and uncle, the cutie glanced at the short blunderbuss that his father gave him on the table with the corner of his big eyes, and wrinkled his nose angrily.
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The little cutie sighed, holding her chin and looking at the moonlight in the sky.
"Dad, it's not that Yue'er is untrustworthy. Yue'er didn't expect it to be such a coincidence. I just fired two bullets and my uncle, a nerd, saw it."
"Yue'er really didn't expose the gun on purpose."
"knife!"
Wanyan Feixiong's clear voice sounded. Wanyan was stunned for a moment, then he hesitated and handed his sword to Wanyan Feixiong.
With a clang, Wanyan Chizha was startled, and the corner of his mouth twitched as he looked at the sword in Wanyan Feixiong's hand, feeling heartbroken and bleeding.
Wanyan Feixiong returned the sword to Wanyan Chiezha nonchalantly, picked up the iron tube and looked at the bonfire, and finally sighed and shook his head.
"No, these iron-cast cannons are not up to standard, let alone more sophisticated things like firecrackers. Aren't there better craftsmen?"
"Flying Bear, I am going south for an expedition. How many skilled craftsmen can I bring with me? Do you really think that this is the military and manufacturing supervisor of the capital? In just a few days, the conditions are simple, and it is good to be able to produce hundreds of smelted iron."
"Uncle Emperor, there is nothing I can do about it, but you already know the shortcomings of those fire guns, so Fei Xiong took Yue'er back to the capital."
"Well, that's all I have to do! Although I can't make a fire gun to retaliate against others in their own way, I'm satisfied. At least half of my brothers will be killed in the battle."
"Uncle, uncle, Yue'er wants to see my brother."
"No, your mother said that you must follow your uncle and return to the Kingdom of Jin."
The little cutie nodded glumly: "Okay. I'll go back when I get back..."
"etc!"
Wanyan Chiezha suddenly spoke, walked to the little cutie with a faint smile and stopped.
"Yue'er, do you really want to see your father?"
"Yeah, yeah! Of course I do."
"Come here, as long as you listen to my uncle, my uncle will send someone to take you to see your father!"