When the sun had just risen and the morning light appeared, Xingtian's flag relay also resumed operation. Soon, a flag soldier reported the message from Xingtian to He Yougui, who was resting in the commander's tent.
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"Let's do it!!??" He Yougui looked excited after hearing the news. He suddenly jumped up from the bed, but soon let out a painful groan: "Hey... my old waist...
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But he couldn't care about it at this time. He endured the pain and limped to the handsome desk. While studying the ink, he shouted to the guard outside the desk: "Who was on duty last night? It made others uncomfortable.
Go away without stopping! Bring five days of rations and seal the passage between Tacheng and Varro as quickly as possible! We must not let Varro's messengers pass this news out!!
And! There are twenty more Xingtians! Set off immediately and fly to Tacheng. Don’t worry about it if the glycerin is used up! At worst, I will send a carriage to bring them back! You must not let a Varro messenger escape!! Go quickly!
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He Yougui did this because he wanted to make full use of the time difference in the transmission of information between the two armies and block the other party's way of transmitting information to Varro before the soldiers who fled from Fuhai reached Karamay.
After all, there is a distance of more than 600 miles between Fuhai and Karamay. It will take at least two days for Fuhai's remaining soldiers to reach Karamay, and this time is enough for him to mobilize his troops and block Karamay's only return route.
After he completely kills Karamay's army and successfully blocks the news, the main force of Daliang can enter Varo's territory, and while Varo's army besieges Yan Bing's Almaty City, they can sneak attack Varo's main force from behind.
, thereby achieving the strategic goal of attacking from both front and rear, dividing and encircling, and ultimately annihilating the entire main force of the enemy in one fell swoop.
So, at He Yougui's age, can his mind still work so fast?
Of course not, he had already thought of all the back-up plans before setting off! It's just that he couldn't make arrangements in advance before he was sure of the Mongolian military camp's determination to surrender.
Take one step, think a hundred steps, so sophisticated, so scary.
Having arranged this first step, He Yougui began to arrange the second step in an orderly manner, which was to revise the book!
Stabilize the military morale of the Mongolian camp!
I saw He Yougui picking up the writing brush that had already been filled with ink, pulling out a piece of letter paper, sketching on it, and making a cross from time to time. After changing the wording, he finally got a piece of manuscript paper, and he lifted it up and read it.
I read it over to make sure there were no mistakes, and copied it again neatly according to the manuscript paper.
Calling the guard, he handed the letter to him and specifically asked: "First send it to the camp of the army chief, and ask him to write it again in Mongolian. Put the two pieces of paper into the same envelope, and send it to Mongolia in Fuhai on a fast horse.
Camp! Remember, you need to bring someone who understands Mongolian and ask them to prepare extra water bags. You can only take trails along the way, not big roads!"
Why?
Because there are remnant soldiers who have withdrawn from Fuhai on the road!
The old man was also cautious, fearing that one or two idiots would appear among the group below and delay the important matter.
After doing all this, He Yougui called another guard and said loudly to him: "Order the entire army to break out of camp quickly! Shenji Camp is camped along the Longkou River thirty miles east of Karamay, and the Shaanxi Army Qinzi Camp is
Set up camp thirty miles south of Karamay, along the Ulungu River! It must be reached within three days! If there is any delay, military law will be engaged!"
"Yes!" The guard took the order and retreated.
But He Yougui was adjusting his official robes in the commander's tent and laughing loudly.
"These Mongolians... why did they attack in advance? They are not punctual at all! Hahaha——!"
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three days later
Three tired soldiers from the Liang Kingdom arrived at the Mongolian camp in Fuhai and delivered this letter to the coach, Mengli Kechaertu.
Meng Lik took the envelope, opened it and looked at it. He immediately frowned. Just as he was about to call the translator in the camp, he found that there was a piece of letter paper written in Mongolian at the back. He was overjoyed and opened it to look at it.
"No wonder! No wonder they didn't come for a long time. It turned out that they also pulled out the nail in Kuitun!" Monlik laughed loudly and raised the letter, gesturing to the other generals to watch it.
After the generals circulated it back and forth, someone immediately asked questions.
"Coach, they first captured Kuitun, and then asked us to set up camp on the Dalbut River north of Karamay, which is forty or fifty miles away from their main camp! This arrangement clearly doubts our surrender.
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The speaker was none other than the general who used the metaphor of shooting a vulture to describe the difference between far and near, Ulliang Halivi.
But after he said these words, what he got in exchange was a pair of cold eyes from the old coach Menlik Zhaiertu! So he quickly shut his mouth and stopped talking.
Monlik Zhaiertu then laughed and said: "If I were to march, I would definitely pull out the nails behind my butt before I dare to march. This is called caution. How can it be called doubtful? You are thinking too much!"
After saying this, he turned to the translator beside him and said: "Go quickly, I will take care of these three warriors! Treat them with good wine and meat!"
The translator nodded, stepped forward to chat with the three soldiers in Chinese, and explained the commander's arrangements. After the three soldiers bowed their hands to the commander, he took everyone in his arms and went outside the tent with enthusiasm.
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Monlik Zhaiertu looked at the backs of the four people with a happy face as they gradually walked away. Suddenly his face changed and he punched Wu Liang Halivi in the chest, beating him back several steps.
, and then cursed: "No one else speaks! You are the only one who talks more! You are the only one who is smart! We are all fools!!? How many times have I said this! Use your brain before you speak or do anything! Are you deaf!!"
Several other Mongolian generals looked at the coach with wide eyes, and thought to themselves: "Actually, I really didn't see that there was such a problem here..." But they just thought about it in their hearts, how could they be embarrassed to say it?
He came out, so he laughed and remained silent.
"The coach is right. Maybe none of these three Han people understand Mongolian. I was too careless." Wuliang Halivi lowered his head and admitted his mistake.
"Huh!" Mengli Kechaert snorted coldly, glanced at him sideways, and said in a deep voice: "You are not too stupid to figure it out so quickly!"
After listening to the conversation between the two, several other Mongolian generals showed expressions of sudden realization, and then they all bowed their heads and remained silent.
"In terms of scheming, we can't compare to these southern barbarians! So in the future, we must be careful when speaking! However, in terms of bravery and good fighting skills! Our warriors are equal to ten of them! You don't need to be discouraged!" Monlik said, while calming down.
Xu glanced at everyone until he saw everyone nodding in agreement, then slowly turned around and walked back to the commander's seat, and said loudly to everyone:
"He doesn't believe us, so naturally we can't believe them! Break camp after sunrise tomorrow, and the whole army will rush to the Dalbut River! I, the commander, will personally meet with them, the general of Liang State, if he wants us to
Warriors go and lead the battle for him, and I will take you back to our prairie! This alliance! It doesn’t matter if we don’t make it!!”
After saying that, Meng Liq slapped the letter in his hand hard on Shuai An!!
