Chapter Nine hundred and eighty fifth devil six narrow-minded
Jinniudong, Second Army Admiral Command Post.
In the temporary tent, Military Admiral Zu Yingyuan was lying on a bamboo chair reading a book, as if the continuous artillery fire outside had never happened.
In front of the sand table, Army Chief of Staff Ruilin was receiving battle reports from various places. The military staff continued to mark the situation between the enemy and ourselves on the sand table based on the battle reports compiled by various ministries. This allowed the command headquarters to clearly grasp the development of the situation, so that it would not be as bad as before.
After a general order is issued, one can only passively wait for news and cannot make timely adjustments according to changes in the battle situation.
This is a new regulation introduced by His Majesty the Emperor at a meeting of senior generals in the army two months ago. To this end, all units are required to pay attention to staff operations and make the formation of a qualified officer staff group a top priority in building the army.
"The cavalry, as the general reserve force, is absolutely not allowed to attack without orders from the military headquarters!"
"Tell the artillerymen to use up all the medicine! Don't save it for me!"
"Telegraph the Third Town to strengthen the defense of Tan Qishan. If the enemy breaks through here, shrink the troops and let the enemy come in to fight!"
"Tell the Fourth Town that Paoergou is the most important opening for the entire army. Even if all the people in the Fourth Town die, the enemy must not be allowed to pass through here!"
"..."
After giving several orders in succession, Ruilin looked at the staff officers who were recording: "Repeat the order just now!"
"Hey! The cavalry serves as the general reserve..."
After a complete retelling, the staff immediately drafted the commander's order into a telegram and sent it to the messenger department to speed up the issuance.
A group of people came in and a group of people left the tent. The soldiers waiting outside to deliver orders changed one after another. From all directions there was the sound of cannons, muskets and fighting, creating a scene of war.
Battle reports show that the attack launched by the Manchu-Mongolian coalition forces on the Thirteen Mountains area was not a focused attack, but a comprehensive attack.
At least six directions were attacked by the Manchu-Mongolian coalition group.
The battle has been intense from the beginning, and various departments are counting casualties. It is expected that specific figures will be available in the afternoon.
Generally speaking, the casualties of the Reform Army must be less than those of the Manchu and Mongolian Allied Forces, because the Reform Army, as a side with strategic advantages, also seized favorable terrain. Since ancient times, the casualties of the defenders must have been less than those of the attackers.
What's more, the Manchu-Mongolian coalition forces lack long-range attack weapons such as artillery, and have very few firearms. This means that if they want to eliminate the Reform Army that strangles the choke point leading to Jinzhou, the Manchu-Mongolian coalition forces will pay unimaginable casualties.
The busy chief of staff was in sharp contrast to the military admiral who was lying there leisurely and contentedly.
After issuing a few more military orders, Ruilin couldn't help but look at the admiral on the bamboo chair who was concentrating on reading a book, and said with a wry smile: "After all, the general is a tiger, and this kind of war is also so calm, I am not as good as you.
Relaxed, but my heart is always hanging, always worrying that something is wrong."
"Don't say that I am a general's tiger. This word is not a good word to use for me. You know that every time the emperor says that I am a general's tiger, I can see the sarcasm in his eyes."
Zu Yingyuan sat up from the bamboo chair and stretched.
Now he no longer likes talking back to Guiziliu because it's boring.
Every time he wanted to gain the upper hand, Guiziliu would pretend to be an emperor and ask him kindly: "Azu, do you not have me in your heart?"
This makes people speechless.
"Pre-war meetings were held three times, and the results of the deduction were simulated several times. We said everything that needed to be said, and strengthened what needed to be strengthened. Weapons and equipment were all in place, and money, food, and wages were distributed in full. The rest was left to them.
What should we worry about about frontline commanders?"
After saying that, Zu Yingyuan put away the big cotton-padded jacket covering his body, leaned over and warmed his hands on the stove.
Ruilin smiled and shook his head, poured himself a bowl of tea, "Gudu" drank it all in one gulp, and said with a swipe of his lips: "The emperor is the master of the hands, and he didn't ask you, the admiral of the first army, to be the master of the hands. Such a big battle,
You should at least put on a show, otherwise how could you give the emperor a sword and seal him off as a wolf?"
"It's okay to banish the wolf to Xu, but go straight to Huanglong."
Zu Yingyuan chuckled, "As leading cadres, isn't our most important function to lead the subordinates and make plans for them to execute? What's the problem? Do I, the admiral, have to wear armor and lead the charge? Really?
At this time, it means that we have been defeated... Pour me a bowl of tea, after all, I am also the commander of the first army, so you, the chief of staff, must treat me with some courtesy."
Just as he was talking, two dusty yellow mandarins opened the curtain and walked in, bringing Zu Yingyuan and Ruilin a letter written by the emperor.
"This is the ninth letter."
While Zu Yingyuan was opening the letter, he said to Ruilin angrily, "It is his own fault that the general will not suffer the consequences of his life. During the military meeting, he also said that he would not interfere with how to fight. How could he not interfere with the fight?"
He is sending me letters one after another. If he really can’t trust me, he might as well award me with twelve gold medals and call me back.”
Ruilin coughed twice, not daring to take the issue.
The two men in yellow jackets were not surprised by the grumblings of His Majesty the Emperor's most trusted strategic partner, and they waited respectfully for the Admiral to reply to the Emperor.
Zu Yingyuan didn't read it at all, and handed the official letter to Ruilin and said directly to the two guards: "Can you please go back and ask your Majesty, who is commanding the second army? Is it him or me? If it is him, let the emperor
I will take command myself. It’s my words, just let the emperor wait with peace of mind, and there is no need to express any opinions on the deployment of our army.”
Then he waved to the two guards to leave.
"Well?"
The two guards looked at me and I looked at you. One of them bravely confirmed to the Admiral that what he just said was what he wanted them to bring to the emperor, and nodded and replied truthfully.
After the two imperial guards left, Ruilin looked at Zu Yingyuan worriedly: "Aren't you afraid that the emperor will give you small shoes?"
"Wearing small shoes? Your Majesty is not that kind of person."
Zu Yingyuan laughed, "In the past, I still had the feudal thought of accompanying the emperor like a tiger, but now, I feel that I have never seen through the emperor, nor have I truly understood him. If, if
..."
After a pause, Zu Yingyuan showed an extremely solemn look on his face, "If I have to describe what kind of person the emperor is, then I can only say that he is an outstanding person who is rare in a thousand years, and will also be the most outstanding person in Chinese history.
The kind of person who is glorious, the most splendid and the greatest emperor, the one emperor for all eternity... To say that he is petty is the greatest insult to such a person."
After saying that, he gently placed the official version of "Diary of the Restoration Emperor Volume 1" in his hand on the table, took the tea bowl handed by Ruilin and drank it in one gulp.
"The emperor is indeed a benevolent king."
Ruilin agreed with Zu Yingyuan's analysis, looked down at the ninth imperial letter sent by the emperor, and then stood there in a daze.
Because the letter said this - "Azu, did you not read my letter at all, and just said that I am the emperor of the ages, that I will not be petty, bear your grudges, and give you small shoes? No, no.