Kunning Palace,

Emperor Hongzhi sat on the brocade bench, Empress Zhang coaxed the sleeping Zhu Xiuyu, Zhu Houzhao bowed his head and obediently ate, ready to sneak out of the palace.

"Wu Zijian, how many prisoners have you recruited?"

Xiao Jing hugged Yun Zhan: "There are only three people, and one of them is Yan Chengjin who caught Lord Liang's son and went to make up the numbers." ”

Wu Zijian? Zhu Houzhao lowered his head and his eyes lit up, and he secretly pricked up his ears.

Liang Chu's son is Liang Ciji.

Emperor Hongzhi heard that Jinyiwei said that he was a gentleman, and he was slightly angry: "I ignored the hundred officials and set up a new yamen, and Yan Chengjin actually made up the number for me!" ”

"Wang Yue's two sons are also going to make up the numbers, right?"

"yes." Xiao Jing showed joy, and after finding that Zhu Houzhao was staring at him, his face stiffened slightly: "You can't blame Lord Yan, you can be a civil servant, who wants to be a military general, Lord Yan has no choice." ”

In the eyes of the gentry, the authority of military generals is still inferior to that of civil servants.

Emperor Hongzhi knew that it was not easy, and his words changed: "Is there a war report in Liaodong?" ”

"The slave has not received it."

At this moment, Zhu Houzhao happily put down the ivory chopsticks: "Erchen is full." ”

Coming out of Kunning Palace, Zhu Houzhao followed the alleyway, and soon, he came to change clothes under the palace wall.

Immediately, he stepped on the back of the little eunuch and jumped up, hooked the edge of the wall with both hands, pressed his body against the wall, and flipped out.

The guards saw a figure coming down from the sky and were stunned when they found that it was His Royal Highness the Prince.

"Where's Wu Zijian?"

"Back to Your Highness, in the West Market, please also ask Your Highness to return to the palace with his subordinates."

Xishi, Wu Zijian,

According to the official position of the national eunuch, the imperial court set up positions such as sacrificial wine, secretary and supervisor, and only Wang Yue was the only one who arrived at the post.

Wang Yue has already given a message, strictly speaking, he can only be regarded as a visiting doctor and receive the silver given by the imperial court.

The huge Wuzijian seemed empty and quiet.

Yan Chengjin glanced at Wang Yue's teaching schedule and shook his head: "I only practice for two hours a day, how can I cultivate generals?" This officer does not understand drills and the art of war, but he knows that diligence can make up for his clumsiness, and he asks Lord Wang to double it. ”

Double, it's only eight hours, it's too merciful.

Wang Chun and Wang Shi's faces were like ashes, and they looked at their stern father: Dad, who is this person?

Hanwen has been practicing knives, guns and sticks since he was a child, and he has no discomfort.

Wang Yue's face was embarrassed, and he pointed at Liang Ciyu: "Virtuous nephew, although the old man's son is dull, he can also read and write, and he can't even read words, it's just a waste, how do you let the old man teach?" ”

The art of war and strategy are mostly from the book of war.

The famous generals in the DPRK and China, who are not those who have poetry and books in their stomachs and can win battles by force alone, must be assisted by their advisers.

"How did Liang Gong give birth to such a waste as you?" Wang Yue hates that iron does not become steel.

Liang Ci looked at Wang Yue in fear, and at the moment he just wanted to wait for Wang Yue to get off duty and escape back to Liang's mansion.

"Ah, Lao Gao, you set up Wuzijian?"

Zhu Houzhao looked at the palace excitedly, and walked over with his hands on his back, like a person returning to his parents' house.

This thing must have sent someone to inquire about the news, and then looked for this place.

How could he bring two brocade stools, put on cyan futons, and order someone to serve hot pot.

Wu Zijian has just been established, and many regulations have not yet been completed, so you have to think slowly while eating.

Yan Chengjin said: "The first one, you can take one day off on six days." ”

"I heard that the nerd is the sacrificial wine, you rob the nerd's work, and the more you do it!"

"Bo'an is in Liaodong, I don't know how long it will take to triumph, the military department has no intention of supervising it, and this official will manage it on his behalf." Yan Chengjin Road.

……

Liaodong,

By the time Wang Shouren arrived, the Tatar army had already occupied the city of Liaodong.

More than 500 people were trapped in the city, and after listening to the report of the spies, King Rong did not escape from Liaodong City, but also mixed with the people.

"Take the map of Liaodong to this official."

The deputy general, Du Ce, took the map of Liaodong and spread it out on the bookcase.

The eastern part of Liaodong is hilly and mountainous, and the northern part is the northern Liaobei hills, and the terrain gradually becomes flat to the west and south.

The city of Liaodong was on a flat terrain, suitable for Tatar cavalry operations.

As far as Wang Shouren knew, the Tatars had 8,000 cavalry and more than 2,000 foot soldiers, a total of 10,000 people attacking Liaoyang City.

The deputy general Du Ce worried: "Liu Jiang led his troops to flee, and we have less than 5,000 troops left. ”

Du Ce is a veteran over forty years old, and he has a wealth of experience in defending the city.

The imperial court sent a weak civil official like Wang Shouren as the commander, and he couldn't help but be a little disappointed in his heart.

If there is a city wall, it can resist 10,000 troops with 5,000, which is not a problem.

But now the Tatars have occupied the city of Liaodong,

They could only be stationed twenty miles away from Liaodong City, and as far as the eye could see, there were no mountains and forests to borrow from the location, and the Tatar cavalry could flatten the river.

The cavalry of the Ming Dynasty was already weaker than the Tatars, and now, the cavalry of the Ming Dynasty is only 2,000 people.

Wang Shouren shook his head: "Transfer the troops, and the Tatars will immediately attack Jizhou and Xuanfu." ”

Tatar is a great power in the north, and its number of troops is no less than that of the Ming Dynasty.

If you want to win this battle, you must first get rid of the Tatar cavalry, which is as sharp as a spear.

"Liaodong City, how much military rations are there?" Wang Shouren asked suddenly.

Du Ce thought for a while: "After Liu Jiang broke and fled, the five thousand stones of grain and grass left behind all fell into the hands of the Tatars, which could last for half a month for 10,000 soldiers and horses. ”

The Tatars never carried carts and relied on cheese and jerky for food.

There is no need to make a fire to cook, so the march is extremely fast.

The disadvantage is that they can only feed their own army with war, and use the enemy's grain and grass to feed their own army.

In the past, they developed the habit of plundering grain and grass and robbing the people.

"Mobilize all the grain and grass, and two days later, lead 800 people to attack Liaodong City."

Du Ce's eyes widened, is this scholar crazy?

"My lord, this ......"

"Ask the medic if there is any poison that can poison a horse?"

Wang Shouren remembered that when Liu Wentai raised cattle in Shijingshan, there was a kind of grass that could poison cattle and make them weak and weak.

Liaodong is covered with snow, everything is dead, I wonder if you can find this grass?

It suddenly dawned on Du Ce that the Tatars liked to loot supplies and take them for themselves.

If the grain and grass are soaked with poison and the horses of the Tatars are poisoned, the Tatars will be like wolves without their fangs.

Outside Liaodong City,

In an off-white tent, Liu Jin slept comfortably on the kang.

Five Tatars lay on the ground, and they died of poison without knowing what they had eaten.

"Ann! I found the camp of the Ming army, which is forty miles away in Tushan. "The Tatars rushed in to give the good news.

This Tatar man, named Gangqi Muge, Liu Jin saved his wife and formed a friendship with Guan Bao.

Liu Jin rubbed the ground, got up from the kang, and was happy: "Go to Liaodong City!" ”

The steel flag Muge hesitated for a long time, obviously unwilling to go: "They will rob our horses!" And my woman! ”

"Then let's go by ourselves, this horse and tent will be sent to you."

Liu Jin happily put his feet in shoe covers and put a jar of arsenic on his back.

The Tatars liked to ask for slaves, to help them herd sheep and horses, and as long as they could talk, they would not kill him.

"Help Wang Shouren capture Liaodong City, maybe, Lord Yan will allow us to return to Beijing."

……

Beijing, Wuzijian.

Soon after the establishment of Wuzijian, the Manchu Dynasty attracted attention to its civil and military affairs.

Liang Ci followed behind breathlessly, more than a hundred steps behind his predecessors, his body was like a weak kite, ready to fall at any time.

"If you can't study, you can't do it by force, virtuous nephew, this person is really not a general."

Wang Yue was afraid of ruining his reputation, so he looked at Yan Chengjin.

Zhu Houzhao blinked his eyes and felt interesting: "Old Gao, this palace also wants to be Dr. Wu Zijian and teach people to fight." ”

"Your Highness, don't be a burdensome minister." Yan Chengjin gave him a blank look.

The little eunuch came to report: "Lord Yan, Your Majesty has summoned Jiuqing!" ”

"What?"

"Liaodong sent back the sparse music, Lord Wang has a great victory!"

Yan Chengjin and Wang Yue's complexions changed greatly, so fast!