Chapter 404: Kill the generals and win the battle

A breeze blew on the battlefield, and the generals under the commander of the army were chatting and laughing, regardless of the strong bloody smell in the wind, but Yuan Wenhong, the chief clerk of the Jiaozhou camp behind Li Meng, could not stand this.

This famous Shandong scholar had a pale face and his mouth was tightly closed, and he looked very uncomfortable. Although Yuan Wenhong was a literati, he could ride a horse. Moreover, he had to follow Li Meng in his position often. He also had to accompany him on a battlefield like this, but the bloody smell of this Shura field was not something he could tolerate.

Yuan Wenhong has read a lot of military books, historical books, and thousands of books. Naturally, he feels that he is knowledgeable and thinks that he is full of iron-blooded passion on the battlefield, and he is nothing more than following the commander, galloping horses and riding to share some victorious military achievements. The cheers and loves of the soldiers are beautiful.

Moreover, there were often literati going out of the frontiers in the Han and Tang dynasties, and Yuan Wenhong often compared himself to Cen Shen and Gao Shi. Of course, he often compared himself to Fan Zhongyan in his heart, but he dared not speak out this idea.

The famous scholars and literati are always a little different from the usual sour and corrupt scholars. Others are very scared when they go to the battlefield, but Yuan Wenhong has always been quite expecting it, thinking that if he goes to the battlefield, his knowledge and mind will definitely be different.

Moreover, right in the central part of Shandong, I also know the Jiaozhou Camp's victory in every battle, and the military generals and soldiers gained the benefits of these brilliant victories. I have no fear, but I have a lot of expectations. I will definitely receive different credits in the future with the general.

The chief clerk Yuan Wenhong thought everything was fine, but when he came to this battlefield, he found that things were completely different from what he imagined. The horse he rode was a good horse, quite obedient and gentle, so he didn't have to worry about it, but the deafening shouts and the heavy and strong bloody smell in the air directly made Yuan Wenhong feel brave.

The murder is full of the wild and blood flows into a river. These two words that only appear in books on weekdays, Yuan Wenhong has truly realized it today.

Just now, a Tartar cavalry suddenly appeared in front of the formation, and seemed to be rushing towards this side in a crazy manner. The chief clerk Yuan Wenhong subconsciously turned around and fled.

Seeing that the people around me were not moving, they seemed to be nothing. Finally, they were calm and calm, but the voices on the battlefield changed, howling and yelling to kill, perhaps it was conveyed.

I don’t know what touched Yuan Wenhong’s mount, but the horse didn’t move. It just moved its body uneasy and swayed. Yuan Wenhong, who was sitting on the horse, felt the sea of ​​his chest and abdomen. The things surged upwards, and could no longer bear it, and he was vomiting loudly there.

Li Meng and others who were still talking and laughing there were also shocked by this little episode. Seeing Yuan Zhubu behind him, they looked at each other with a smile on their lips but didn't say anything.

Wang Hai, the commander of the personal military camp, hurriedly ordered:

"Give Mr. Yuan some water."

Some personal soldiers untied the water bag and walked to Yuan Wenhong's mount to hand it to Yuan Wenhong. Some people used soil to bury the filth on the ground. Li Meng looked unmoved, but he thought of this in his heart. At every critical moment, these generals were still missing from the literati. Now is the time to conquer the world immediately, but the two civil and military teams in Shandong system are almost balanced. Isn't this a bit inappropriate? At this time, it should be the time to give priority to military affairs. Wait until the peaceful season. Then raise the status of the literary people.

After drinking a few sips of water over there, Yuan Wenhong finally calmed down a little, and said with a little ashamed smile:

"A scholar will know the world's affairs if he doesn't go out, but only after he goes out, he will know that the world's affairs are not what he thinks. As the book says, he has seen the world's affairs. He dare not go out again. Dear sirs, I laughed!"

The chief clerk Yuan Wenhong's self-deprecating self-deprecation was quite free and easy. He didn't know that this resentment on the battlefield aroused many other ideas in Li Meng's heart.

The current head coach of Jiaozhou Camp, Li Meng, has no longer focused on the battlefield. Victory is confirmed. Then we should consider that after the victory, there are still many things in Shandong and more things in the world. During this period, his attention is all about these tens of thousands of Tartar soldiers.

But in this Ming Dynasty, the King of Chuang Li Zicheng, Cao Cao Luo Rucai, and the Eight Kings Zhang Xianzhong are still rampant in the heart of the Ming Dynasty. I believe that the development has become stronger over the past few days. The land of Nanzhili and the endgame they set up have not been completed, and the Zheng family in Fujian doesn’t know what has happened recently.

Speaking of the land in northern Zhili, near the capital, there were nearly 220,000 soldiers stationed around Emperor Chongzhen, which was also a big and small problem.

Yesterday, we discussed with the Shandong Salt Gang and the Northern Zhili Branch and the branch manager of Lingshan Trading Company. We knew a little about the grassland. There were large tribes in the Western Regions and the North. These large tribes were also very powerful. The defense area of ​​the nine border soldiers was them. After the rise of the Jurchens in the East outside the pass, a relatively large vacuum area was formed on the grasslands outside the pass and on the Shanxi frontier.

The Mongolian tribes attached to the Tartars gradually went east, while the Mongolian tribes with contradictions avoided the Jurchen sphere of influence as much as possible, and tried to go westward and northward to rest as much as possible.

Thinking about these things, if he defeated the Jurchens, then the grassland barbarians who preyed on the weak might have more powerful tribes and forces. Of course, the greater possibility is to surrender to his own military power. Thinking of this, Li Meng couldn't help but smile with a self-deprecating smile.

According to the information founded from all over the world, the people who entered the pass this time were only eight thousand Manchuria and seven thousand Manchuria. All of them were destroyed in this battle, which would cause the opponent a serious injury. However, the Qing Dynasty outside the pass was still constantly being complete. No matter how he looked at it, he was still the biggest enemy in the north.

It’s useless to think so much. Let’s focus on dealing with the Qing Dynasty first. Things can only be done step by step. I have been thinking about the layout since the previous year and always want to succeed in one fell swoop, but everything doesn’t go as expected. Every time I see the big chess game already played, there will always be an unexpected change that will mess up everything and make myself busy put out the fire.

To be honest, there are still no problems. All the chaos and changes have been resolved with the powerful force and efficient system operation of the Jiaozhou Camp, but they also warned Li Meng that the world's affairs and the general trend of the world are not transferred according to their own will.

The commander was pondering there, and the military generals on the side were whispering. It was said that everyone abides by the rules and is quite solemn, and even more so by Li Meng. However, at this time, the victory was imminent, and everyone could not suppress the excitement in their hearts, so they whispered here. The honest man Zhao Neng even wondered whether he had begged the commander in private and asked the commander to give Wang Tao a special case. Such a meritorious minister would not be a joke from Jiaozhou Camp.

"I killed more than 30,000 Tartars, and the variables this time should be big enough!"

No one heard Li Meng's words clearly. The time traveler was like a butterfly. Every time it flashed its wings, it might cause huge fluctuations in the long river of history, but Li Meng felt that his power was too small. The variables caused were too small. Every time he moved, there was no major change in history. Sometimes, Li Meng even felt that no matter how he did, the direction of history would inevitably lead to that dark ending.

After this battle, Li Meng's worries had disappeared, and he realized his strength. Li Meng's confidence began to become unprecedentedly stronger.

Perhaps, after this battle, history should have changed...

Li Meng was moved, Zhao Nengzheng was nervous, Wang Tao was excited, and Yuan Wenhong was feeling uncomfortable, Tang Er, the commander of the cavalry in the battlefield, was riding a horse and hurried over.

When he arrived, Tang Er tied the horse, saluted the horse, and reported:

"Master! The thief chief Abatai has already run out of the encirclement..."

As soon as he said this, the generals under the commander's flag suddenly became quiet. Tang Er seemed to have not expected that his words would cause this effect. However, Li Meng saw some tricks and said calmly:

"Tang Er, come here."

Tang Er came over to him in a daze. Li Meng had no expression on his face and ordered again:

"Let's lean on me!"

Tang Er became more and more confused, with a look of regret and anxious look on his face. He also thought that the commander would have any secret matters to tell him. He hurriedly came over.

Li Meng raised his arm and slapped Tang Er's helmet hard. This time it was not the military law of the military formation. I don't know what the rules were, but it was quite a bit light. Although it was through the helmet, Tang Er's head was still buzzing and dizzy. Li Meng scolded him angrily:

"As the commander of the horse army, I will fight the war well and don't focus on thinking about the activities of conspiring and congratulating me. I don't care about it this time. Next time I will do these useless things. I will withdraw your position and carry out your military law as a leader!!"

When the head coach Li Meng said this, everyone was worried and confused. They suddenly realized it. They looked at each other and refused to laugh. Tang Erdi's expression became even more awkward. He tried his best to please him. Unexpectedly, he was scolded by the general. These generals were indeed a little younger and were a little unstable in their work. This was normal, and the victory was about to be a big winner, and the human thoughts were a little relaxed.

"What is it? Tell me out quickly. It's really a joke. It's still a battle, and it's a useless thing to do!"

After being scolded by Li Meng again, Tang Er said ashamed:

"The thief chief Abatai led dozens of guards and protruded out of the gap. It is more appropriate for such a thief to ask the Grandmaster to take the sword, so I came here to invite the Grandmaster to take the sword."

This is to deliberately let Abatai go and then ask Li Meng to go and kill people in person. This is an amazing lottery. He hunted with the emperor and asked the guards below to blast the prey out of the plants and forests. The prey arrived in front of the emperor, and then he could hunt without spending much effort, and enjoyed the fun in it.

To say that Tang Er did this, he really thought it was wonderful. It was a very good idea to use it to please him. However, in such a war, it was a bit frivolous to make such a move. It was not something that a commander of a large army should think about, so Li Meng was quite dissatisfied.

Turning around and looking at Wang Tao next to him, then looking at the generals with excitement on their faces, Li Meng laughed out loud. He had an idea in his mind, pondered for a moment, and then spoke loudly:

"Okay, since this bureau is set up, don't waste it. Everyone, let's go and have a look together!"

On the battlefield now, even the screams gradually stopped, with orderly and organized killings. In addition, the Jiaozhou Camp, a soldier with abundant physical, well-trained and well-armed weapons, was quite efficient and rapid in the case of the advantage of the number of people.

After reaching this point, I can finally figure out how to save some horses. It will not be too wasteful. The battlefield has gradually become quiet, which means that the situation is becoming more and more certain, and everyone can do something leisurely. Li Meng is also confident and bold in hunting.

General Abatai collapsed almost at the last moment. Although the screams were getting closer and closer to him, he still led his troops to wait for the opportunity to see if he could have a chance to break out of the siege of death.

Now he doesn't think about saving the troops of the Eight Banners. All Abatai is thinking about now is to save his life. In addition to the mounts under him, he has two horses without a master beside him. This is the mount of his master who died. This is when Abatai is escaping. He has sufficient horsepower and can frequently change horses.

But when you look around, you can see layers of spears around you. The spears erected on the outside are constantly flattened, which is the embodiment of the soldiers' rotation of entering the field to assassinate.

The siege was almost a dead end, and there was no room for escape. General Abatai was ordered to become increasingly nervous, and he was about to reach the verge of collapse.

"General, come and save me! Come and save me!"

Korqin Beile Tulichen and his personal guards were already divided from the Tatars' team by a team of spear soldiers in Jiaozhou camp and surrounded them. Tulichen saw many teams on the battlefield just now being divided by the infantry of the Ming army, and then surrounded them and ate them calmly.

Now it's his turn. This is a dead end. He hasn't enjoyed enough wealth and honor. He regrets it now. Why are he the two sisters saying that Mingguo is obsessed with staying in Shengjing? He doesn't have such a desperate situation in front of him? Belletulichen's courage is scared.

The only person who could save himself was General Abatai not far away. This man had always had a way. Now he was the only one who could save him. Tulichen was shouting at the top of his throat regardless of the situation.

The Manchurian guards beside Tulichen kept screaming and falling from the horse. The Ming army's squads were getting closer and closer to him, but Tulichen's heart-wrenching shout was only a cold glance of Abatai, and then he ignored it and led the team beside him to another gap.

"General, if you don't save me, my two sisters..."

In extreme despair, the angry Beletulichen shouted and threatened directly there, but this broken-out sentence was only half a sentence, and a swinging axe gun hit him hard on the back. Korqin Beletulichen was wearing a cotton armor made by the most outstanding craftsman of Yehe's tribe.

But in front of the swinged axe gun, there was no defense. The axe split the cotton cloth, iron leaves, and chain mail, and hit Tulichen's spine hard.

At this moment, huge pain filled the whole body of the Tartar Bell. He opened his mouth wide and could not shout it out no matter how much he shouted. This huge pain was also his last feeling.

The one who killed him was a team from Jiaozhou Camp. He hit Tulichen, but he didn't feel particularly glorious. It was just that there was a Tartar who died on his axe and gun. After this great victory, everyone must have received generous military rewards, but Jiaozhou Camp did not claim the merits at the head.

The axe was almost completely trapped in Tulichen's back. The team pulled his arms away, pulled the person off the horse, lifted the axe gun upwards, and came out of Tulichen's back. The team hurriedly ordered the soldiers around them:

"Take this horse away quickly. The horse is good, and this harness is also valuable. Don't break it..."

The battle continued in this state. The relatives and noble generals of the Eight Banners of Daluhua and Luhutai disappeared one by one, either died in front of him or died in a place where he could not see it. The heart of the general Abatai was getting colder and colder, although he was staring at the surrounding fronts with all his concentration, thinking about when he could rush out, but he inadvertently thought that it was too unreasonable to why this situation turned out like this.

"Ama!! There is a loophole over there!!"

It seemed like the blessing of immortality. Just in front of Abatai's team, a gap appeared in the Ming army's queue. After Yue Le, who was also extremely lucky, gathered with Abatai, what he did was like Abatai, and he was also looking for an opportunity to escape.

How could the Ming Army Front, which was extremely rigorous from the beginning, suddenly have such a gap? No one has ever thought about this issue, and there is a gap to escape. This is the opportunity given by God. Abatai, Yue Le and the team of soldiers behind him are as different from the hungry wolf who is extremely hungry and suddenly discovered that the fresh and flesh-and-blooded hungry wolf was no different.

These people immediately began to speed up the horse without hesitation and rushed towards the gap. The Ming army's defense was indeed relaxed.

It was actually a strange thing to rush out from here by Abatai. After being pushed out by Abatai, the several Tartar teams following Abatai also saw this incredible gap. Their ecstasy mood was no worse than that of Abatai and his group.

But when they were about to rush over, Ming Jun made up the gap with extremely rapid actions, as if this gap had never existed.

After rushing out of the encirclement, Abatai and his group rushed out of the gap, they suddenly felt that their mood became extremely relaxed, surrounded by the deaths of their companions and the soldiers of the Ming army. At that time, they felt like they were in the Shura hell, full of despair and fear.

At this time, rushing out, although there was Ming army behind him, there were large areas of plains and wilderness in front of him. His mood suddenly improved, and this was how it felt to escape from the sky.

However, this feeling did not last long. The left and right and behind him shouted to the east, but the Ming army and local cavalry chased after him. Surrounded by the inner circle, Abatai, Yue Le and others were exhausted, and after it was protruded, they might not be able to exert force at high speed.

But the horse teams in Jiaozhou Camp all had enough rest. Just now, the cavalrymen on the periphery all supplemented some noodles and fried dough sticks for their mounts, and their horsepower was not slow to recover.

What's more, in order to trap these escaped beasts, Tang Er used his direct reserve team. There would be no problems, and it was very safe.

The elite of these Jiaozhou camp cavalry were not as wild and flying as the hunting cavalry. They silently surrounded the small group of Tatars and began to take action, accurately killing the Tartar guards who were not so noble.

The escaped cavalry and the escaped infantry are of the same nature. They both sold their backs completely to their own enemies, even these white-armored soldiers known as elite. The reason why the elites of the Jiaozhou Camp horse team are called elites is that they can freely use cavalry spears to make assassination-based combat skills, even in high-speed movement of horses. Some people can quickly load the ammunition of the combstor gun on the horse's back.

The fighting of spears and the shooting of muskets were all attacks that the cavalry could not resist. Even if they danced the big sword like a windmill, they could not stop it. If they wanted to use the cavalry to counterattack, the cavalry in their hands was a little shorter than the Jiaozhou camp.

Now, this is indeed not a battle, but a pure hunting. The outer area is extremely tired, and the Taurus cavalry who have no intention of fighting are killed one by one.

Abatai was whipping the horse desperately, but his horse was tired of running and could not raise its speed at all. No matter how hard he beat it, he would not be able to get there. Abatai remembered that he was a general who was leading tens of thousands of troops yesterday and even this morning, but now the only people he could command were the dozens of people behind him, and even these dozens of people were still being killed by the Ming army.

Those screams made Abatai even more terrified. He was almost unable to use his mind. What was going on? Since he could remember, everything he had come into contact with seemed to have been completely overturned and collapsed in the past two days, and his mind gradually became blurred.

The screams became a little sparse. Yue Le immediately turned around and saw that there were few people following them. Yue Le gritted his teeth and said loudly:
To be continued...