"It is a team composed of the most elite people in the army."
Guo Jing frowned and said: "It turns out to be the Rui Shi Battalion. What's the point of establishing such a unit? It is still useless to the Mongolian army and can only cause small-scale damage."
Tang Xuanming looked at the group of martial arts people who were constantly watching. These people were all good at light skills. They were either standing on the treetops or on the roof. They were all watching from a distance, waiting for the results here.
This made Tang Xuanming smile knowingly and said: "Of course the elite battalion selected by the ordinary army is useless, but what if everyone is a first-class master in the martial arts?"
Guo Jing's frowned brows still did not relax, and said: "This doesn't mean much. It's almost the same as before. At most, it can cause the Mongolian army to lose a little more, that's all."
"Martial arts masters are not as powerful as they imagined. Faced with thousands of troops and countless people besieging them, they will not perform better than ordinary soldiers."
"One-on-one martial arts warriors will win, and ten versus ten martial arts warriors will still have the upper hand. But once this number increases to hundreds or even thousands, martial arts warriors will not have much chance of winning."
"They are very powerful individually, but they don't understand military formations at all. Under the chaotic impact, they will be divided, surrounded, and eaten bit by bit by the strict and orderly army."
Tang Xuanming was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that Guo Jing hadn't understood what he meant, so he had to continue to explain: "What I need is not for them to charge into the battle, but for them to go deep behind enemy lines and carry out beheading operations. That is where they should really show their strength."
site."
Yes, Tang Xuanming firmly believed in this idea from beginning to end.
The Song Dynasty was no match for Mongolia in a head-on confrontation. It was not that the Song Dynasty was not strong enough, but that its strategic throat was cut off and its infantry could not outrun the war horses.
Unless this era can directly create a complete musket, let this place evolve from the cold weapon era to the firearms era.
But the difficulty here is even greater than confronting the Mongolian army head-on.
Gunpowder guns are not something that can be created overnight. It requires too much technology to light up.
A slight deviation in any of these aspects will cause the gun to miss by a hair or a thousand miles.
It was only after a little bit of basic technology was climbed up in the following hundreds of years that it could be used normally.
Otherwise, you will have to face harsh conditions such as the barrel exploding, being unable to fire continuously, being unable to fight in rainy weather, and other harsh conditions at any time.
Tang Xuanming didn't have much time. He needed to solve the problems here as quickly as possible. There were still a group of lost hunters waiting for him to rescue them in the wilderness.
He didn't know the time comparison between the Great Wilderness and this world, but he wanted to complete everything in this world as quickly as possible.
"Go deep into the Mongolian military camp?"
Guo Jing's eyes lit up. He was a top martial arts master and had a very clear understanding of the lethality of martial arts masters.
He soon realized how effective such a cavalry force could be on the battlefield.
This made his eyes brighter and brighter, almost like two lights.
But he soon began to deny himself.
"It is indeed possible to go deep behind enemy lines, but the number of such a team must not be large. It is best to limit it to about ten people. When the number is large, food and drinking water need to be considered, and it is easy to be exposed..."
"This group of people must also obey discipline. There must be no trace of the looseness and ease of martial arts people. There must be no hesitation in the army, otherwise they will never come back..."
"They also have to be familiar with the different positions represented by different tents of the Mongolian army, the military system of the Mongolian army, and know who has the highest position, otherwise it will be useless to kill ordinary Mongolian soldiers..."
Once Guo Jing started to think, his thinking was extremely sharp. He added many details that Tang Xuanming had not thought of, and many of the good ideas that Tang Xuanming thought were denied by him.
From this point of view, he is worthy of being the only general who took the initiative to fight against the Mongolian army on the border line, and who once held a high position in the Mongolian army.
"You don't think I'm being unreasonable now, do you?"
Tang Xuanming smiled and looked at Guo Jing with a straight face, thinking carefully, checking for omissions and filling in the gaps bit by bit.
Guo Jing pondered for a long time, then clasped his fists at Tang Xuanming and said, "Sir, come with me into the room to discuss."
Tang Xuanming nodded and ordered Dong Jian beside him: "The surrounding area is under martial law. No one is allowed to enter without our permission. Anyone who intrudes will be shot without mercy."
Lujiazhuang was originally very noisy, with hundreds of martial arts people gathering here, but now, only Tang Xuanming and Guo Jing were the only ones in Lujiazhuang.
Guo Jing casually picked up two chairs, threw away the banquet on a wine table, took out a pot of wine, and drew a map of Mongolia and the Song Dynasty on the table with his fingers dipped in the wine.
He skillfully analyzed the situation on both sides and said: "The Mongolian army is pressing down on the border. Since the fall of the Jin Kingdom, it has been pressing harder and harder. Even if the Jinlun Dharma King had not been destroyed, they would not be far away from heading south to herd horses..."
"It is impossible to defeat them on the frontal battlefield, but they also have corresponding weaknesses. Due to the special environment of the grassland, they all make a living by grazing, and it is impossible to gather too large a tribe..."
"...The Mongolian army was actually made up of countless small tribes. Their command was not chaotic, because Temujin unified the entire grassland, and everyone was under the rule of his Sky Khan. No one
Will disobey."
When Temujin was mentioned, Guo Jing paused for a rare moment. He had seen Temujin with his own eyes back then and had saved him.
This is also the reason why he was named the Golden Sword Prince Consort and later the Marshal of the Mongolian Conquest of the Western Right Army.
But when he was just a child, he never imagined that Mongolia would sweep the world and possess such terrifying power.
From the weakest tribe, Mongolia gradually plundered Xixia and Jin Kingdom, and then grew to the Mongolian country that is now invincible in the world.
If this process goes even slightly wrong, it will be doomed. However, they took every step right. It has to be said to be a miracle. It only took a few short years to grow from a tribe that took the initiative to surrender to the Song Dynasty to a big country that now scares the Song Dynasty.
Just ten years.
But Guo Jing did not pause for too long, and quickly returned to normal, continuing: "...If you want to disintegrate the Mongolian army, you must first disintegrate their command and kill the lords of the grassland tribes."
"They have the highest status in the grassland and can make countless slaves fight to the death for them. Most of the former people of the Xixia Jin Kingdom were turned into slaves by them. They are willing to fight to the death for the grassland lords, which can change their status..."