Zangma Valley is as its name suggests. Countless war horses in the valley are quietly eating feed. Even though they are fighting in the field for a long time, the cavalry still feed the war horses with the best bean cakes, but they can eat the coarsest food because the war horses are
Their greatest protection for life is food. Of course, food comes second to life.
A considerable number of these knights are not Han Chinese. They have flat faces and long, thin eyes. They look like Mongolians at first glance...but they wear Ming Dynasty military uniforms and speak to each other in slightly stiff Chinese. This is not some Mongolian invasion in disguise.
, but the most elite three thousand battalions of the Ming Dynasty, composed of Qingyishui Mongolian cavalry. This is not a strange thing. When Zhu Di raised his army, the ones he relied on most were the Duoyan Three Guards borrowed from King Ning.
The invincible cavalry composed of attached Mongols.
The stronger and more prosperous the empire was, the more foreigners would join it and even become warriors of the empire. This was the case in the Tang Dynasty and the same in the Ming Dynasty.
The location of the Three Thousand Camp was naturally the headquarters of Zhu Gaoxu, King of Han Dynasty. In the tall camp, Zhu Gaoxu frowned and meditated in front of a huge sand table. The sand table not only marked out the valleys, hills, and rivers in the exercise area, but also
The movements of the opponent's various armies are clearly marked.
Zhu Gaoxu led the army at the age of sixteen and has been victorious in hundreds of battles for many years. This is not only due to his unparalleled bravery, but also to his outstanding military talent. He is one of the few people in the Ming Dynasty who can use the powerful mobility of the cavalry to play.
A perfect general, from the very beginning, the movements of the opponent's dozens of armies were under the surveillance of thousands of scouts sent by him. During this period, he found many good opportunities to launch attacks, but he only sent out small groups of troops and only tried to stop them.
He knew very well that what his father wanted was not a fierce battle, but torture of the troops. The longer the torture, the more effective it would be.
Until he received the news that his father had returned to Beijing and that the prince was in charge of the camp, Zhu Gaoxu knew that he could take action, and the profound meaning of his father's move made him feel very excited... his father was clearly signaling to him, Fat Beat
The prince has a meal
This made His Highness the King of Han, who was frustrated because of Yao Guangxiao's hint of support for the prince, and laughed to the sky for a full quarter of an hour. After laughing, he sent out more scouts to keep an eye on the opponent's movements day and night. If he was not prepared to take action, he would
Come on, let's make a final move.
"In the past few days, according to the intelligence feedback from the scouts, the opponent has lost control." The King of Han was good at marching, and he was naturally surrounded by stars. At this time, the person speaking was Wang Bin, the commander of Long Xiang's left guard. He could only hear him say in a deep voice: "
Under our mobilization, they were exhausted and their lineup was completely out of touch. We are fully equipped to insert from the junction and directly attack the Chinese army."
"Without the help of those veterans, the boss is just a waste..." Zhu Gaoxu nodded and looked at the dozen or so small flags surrounding the opponent's central flag with a sneer. But beside him, another general said in a deep voice
: "But the flesh of this waste is too thick. After all, this is not a real fight with real swords and guns. The power of the cavalry is greatly reduced. It would be too embarrassing if they were entangled and surrounded."
"That's right." Zhu Gaoxu nodded again and said, "We can't really join forces and just rely on strong attacks. It's not enough to win, and we can't show our ability alone." He sneered.
"What do you mean by His Highness?" The generals had been with him for many years and knew that His Highness had an idea.
"You still have to fight, but if you want to fight well, you have to pick the soft persimmons and squeeze them." Zhu Gaoxu glanced at the sand table and said: "You guys, where is the softest persimmon?"
"I know" his eldest son Zhu Zhanhe rushed to say: "Youngjun"
"Yes, they are the young army." Zhu Gaoxu nodded approvingly, stroking his neatly trimmed short beard and said: "Since my father asked me to imitate the Mongols, I simply imitated them to the end, pretending to attack the Chinese army's camp with the main force, forcing all their troops to
He came to the rescue and at the same time wiped out the young army with superior force. After that, the army quickly withdrew from the battlefield and returned to the capital."
"Only attack the young army?" The generals hesitated and said, "It would be impossible to win without using force..."
"If we were fighting as the king, it would naturally not be like this." Zhu Gaoxu said lightly: "But we are playing the Mongols now. In the past thirty years, when has the Mongolian not been like this?"
"Your Highness's words are reasonable." All the generals agreed together, put aside their different opinions, and asked instead: "Which troops should be sent to deal with the young army?"
"If Gu Ruo takes action himself, won't he be given the excuse to bully the younger generation?" Zhu Gaoxu looked at the generals and his eyes were fixed on his two sons.
Zhu Zhanhe and Zhu Zhantan came forward in understanding, clasped their fists together and said: "My children are willing to share the worries of their father."
"Haha, it's okay, you are younger brothers," Zhu Gaoxu said with a smile: "If a younger brother hits an older brother, it doesn't count as bullying, right?"
"Of course not." The generals didn't understand. This was because the prince was unhappy when he saw Zhu Zhanji's first prize, and insisted on making his son look bad. He beat his son and bullied me, and the prince couldn't bear it. It can be said that
Killing two birds with one stone, "Isn't His Highness Taisun extremely heroic? How could he take his younger brother seriously?"
"Humph, then give him an unforgettable lesson." Zhu Gaoxu waved his hand and said, "That's it, you two go."
"Yes" the two brothers shouted in unison and looked at each other with smiles. They hated Zhu Zhanji more than their father did for their uncle. After all, Zhu Gaoxu was more loved by his father than Zhu Gaochi, and they were
Grandpa Huang, however, could not catch up with Zhu Zhanji even if he tried to flatter him.
Why are we all the grandsons of the emperor? You love me so much, and we are born to be your foils? This kind of resentment grew up since childhood, and under the influence of their father, it turned into resentment. Although they and Zhu Zhanji
They are brothers, but they are the people in the world who want to see him suffer the most. Especially since the young army won the first prize in this military exercise, they both wanted Zhu Zhanji to make a big fool of himself. Now they have the opportunity to make it a reality with their own hands.
, it couldn’t be better.
Before setting off, Zhu Gaoxu called the two brothers aside and whispered: "There are three armies near the young army. Once the battle starts on my father's side, they will come back to support the Chinese army with all their strength."
"That means?" Zhu Zhantan's eyes lit up and he said, "The young army won't have reinforcements?" It turned out that his father had even contacted the other party's generals in private in order to win.
"There will be no reinforcements within a day. No matter how long it takes, we won't be able to explain to the emperor." Zhu Gaoxu said coldly: "If you can't deal with them within a day, Yu Jian can just find a piece of tofu and kill him. Don't
Come back to see me."
"Yes" the two sons responded confidently: "I will not let my father down."
The young army team is heading southwest according to the instructions of the camp.
More than twenty days of marching in the wilderness had exhausted the army, but they could barely hold on under Wang Xian's superb encouragement. Wang Xian himself was even more exhausted mentally and physically, with a scruffy beard on his face and eyes as red as rabbits.
Zhu Zhanji was impressed by his conscientiousness in his work... When he was in the camp, he saw that Wang Xian never paid attention to chores. Zhu Zhanji thought that just like him, he was a hands-off shopkeeper.
With Wang Xian's dedicated assistance, Zhu Zhanji could concentrate on marching and fighting. Unfortunately, for more than 20 days, he was exhausted like a silly rabbit. He didn't even see an enemy rider, let alone fight. He was bored.
Later, Zhu Zhanji competed with the Xue brothers in archery to vent his excess energy.
It happens to be the season when the sky is high and the clouds are light and the geese are flying south. The geese fly high and fast. Only top shooters can target them. However, both Zhu Zhanji and the Xue brothers have been practicing riding and archery since they were young.
It's so natural, it's just the right time to compare it with.
At this time, a group of wild geese flew over the head in a herringbone shape. Both sides took turns to open their bows, and the arrows were like shooting stars. In the mournful sound, several wild geese fell down. The entourage hurriedly cheered and rode out to pick up the wild geese for the three of them.
Everyone looked over and saw a horse galloping from a distance, holding a black flag high in its hand. It was the scout sent out by the young army...
"Report, the enemy's main force has appeared ten miles northwest of the camp." The scout found Zhu Zhanji, got off his horse, and knelt on one knee to report.
Zhu Zhanji held the bow in one hand and frowned slightly: "The main force?"
"You can see it from twenty miles away. To the northwest, the smoke and dust cover the sky. It can be seen that there are at least 20,000 riders." The scout said.
"What's the order from the camp?"
"No orders yet."
"Where are the neighboring armies?"
"They all started to move closer to the camp."
"Explore again" Zhu Zhanji said two words through his teeth, dismissed the scouts, and said to the generals who were surrounding him: "What should we do?"
"We must quickly move closer to the camp." Wang Xian had already asked Mo Wen for advice on various possible situations. The situation at this time was exactly what was expected. "We are fifty miles away from the camp. We must
Hurry up and shorten the distance, otherwise once you are targeted, you will be in disaster."
"Yes." Zhu Zhanji nodded. This was the most correct choice, and he immediately ordered to move closer to the Chinese army camp.
However, just a quarter of an hour after the army walked out, the scouts reported again: "There are large groups of cavalry coming from the east and west sides."
When Zhu Zhanji heard this, his expression changed drastically. He knew that he had become the opponent's target, and quickly ordered his young troops to immediately form a formation to defend themselves against the enemy. Fortunately, these days, Wang Xian urged his men to practice formation formation every day, so that he could catch up with the opponent's cavalry before they could kill him.
to complete the array.
Although it was just an exercise, there was still a tense atmosphere among the young troops who had never been on the battlefield. "Don't worry, the guns are all made of wood and have no heads. The arrows have no arrowheads. If they hit the body, they will only leave
It’s a white mark, but it won’t hurt you at all.” Wang Xian’s emergency pre-war mobilization is strange: “So just treat it as a daily drill, don’t panic.”
When he said this, the tense atmosphere immediately dissipated. Zhu Zhanji whispered: "You are too straightforward to say this. Is there such a drill?"
"We are still practicing. They are just here to save your face. It is more important than anything else." Wang Xian whispered: "How can we let the little ones relax if we don't do this?"
"This can be considered cheating..." Zhu Zhanji scratched his head and said.
"Whatever, the training is over, winning or losing is the most important thing now," Wang Xian said in a deep voice, "Here we go."