When Li Fuming led thousands of troops and horses to return to the temporary camp of the Ming army near the left side of the hill with a victory drum, Wu Biao had already ordered people to surround all the chariots of the three men and horses in a circle from afar, and the muzzles of the chariots turned outward, forming a complete defensive circle.

According to the traditional tactics of the Ming army, the wheelbarrow chariot and horse-drawn carriage were made with holes on the front and right wheels, and they could be plugged in to protect them in wartime. It is made of aspen, pine, paulownia and other light and hard woods, and is five feet long on each side. It is one foot five inches wide, and the top is slightly smaller than the bottom by four or five minutes, and this gap is used for combat in wartime. Patterns such as flying dragons and lion heads are drawn on it to frighten enemy horses. Iron leaves and leather are wrapped on the plate to enhance protection. This is the case with the Jingying chariots, their lion and tiger chariots completely show the appearance of fierce beasts in three dimensions, and the effect of frightening the enemy horses is quite good, and Wu Biao's department is considered to be a vein of the Shenji Battalion, so these chariots are configured according to this style.

According to the establishment of Yu Dayou and Qi Jiguang, each chariot is equipped with two Franc machines, four bird guns, and four rocket fighters. On this perimeter defense line composed of wheelbarrows and partial vans, several tanks form a fire support point, and the Francophone on the chariot and the large Francometer machine erected behind the chariot and on the side of the chariot form a crossfire configuration, and the gunners, depending on the terrain, place the gunpowder barrel and cannon in a safe and easy position according to the requirements of the combat regulations.

This is the traditional tactics of the Ming army, but it will not surprise Li Fuming and others, the car battalion formed a field battle, with rapid-fire light Francophone, shotgun small tiger squat cannon, fast gun, bird gun, swarm of rockets and other firearms to suppress the fire uninterruptedly, with the infantry from the gap between the car formation to stab out, and finally the cavalry to cooperate with the pursuit of the remnants of the enemy. These three-plate axes have been gradually completed since the Chengzu era, and they are the essence of the field tactics of the Ming army.

However, after the chariots, the infantry of the Model Brigade was arrayed in battalion sentry units, with musketeers in front and pikemen in the rear. All of them are fully armored, stout, and high-spirited.

Not far behind the battalion array of the Model Brigade, the soldiers and auxiliary soldiers were wielding shovels, pickaxes and hoes, digging earth and rocks, building fortifications, and building temporary camps.

Seeing this scene, Li Fuming was immediately moved in his heart, although the Liaodong rebels had been defeated (at least he thought so). Only a few remnants of the soldiers are still stubbornly resisting over there, surviving for a long time. However, after all, this place is the rear of the slave thief, and the slave riders are infested, and if you are not careful, you will have to play a drama of winning first and then losing, which will outweigh the losses.

"Mr. Wu is really cautious in his use of soldiers!"

Jumping off the horse, he didn't care about saying anything else, and it was inconvenient to show off his military achievements. Li Fuming's eyes had long been clear that the eyes of the officers and soldiers in Datong Town were almost on fire. It's hard to say anything else. I can only praise Wu Biao's troops for their discipline and tactical rigor.

"The words there, the old man has taught since childhood, be careful to make the ship of ten thousand years." Wu Biao also said politely, and together with Wang Pu, the three of them returned to the temporary camp hand in hand.

The camp is roughly divided into three parts, and the model brigade of the Shenji Battalion is slightly ahead. Shanxi Town and Datong Town are divided into two wings, and the three parts of the people are roughly arranged.

In the center of the formation, in the open space, three muskets were gathered together to prepare meals for the army.

The Model Brigade was born out of the Southern Guangdong Army and fought on the march. In recent years, from north to south, and from south to north, the soldiers have deeply realized the benefits of this kind of vehicle, a cooking car, within an hour, can provide at least more than 200 people with food, if the firefighters are nimble, are all proficient, it is not a problem to let the two sentinels eat enough. Compared with the traditional "buried pot cooking" method, it is undoubtedly a huge improvement. Therefore, the officers at all levels of the model brigade are no less than the weapons in their hands and the war horses under their hips, although they can't say that a good cooking squad leader can top half of the instructor, but let the brothers under them eat well and eat hot and comfortable, but they can ensure combat effectiveness and morale.

As long as there is a little leisure, or the conditions permit, the model brigade from Wu Biao and below all ideas to supplement and repair the cooking car, or order from the merchants in the south near the left, or organize craftsmen to imitate, in short, it is necessary to ensure that the cooking car is in good condition.

Unlike the model brigade, which uses a large number of cooking vehicles, the officers and men of Datong and Shanxi No. 2 Towns still use the traditional method of cooking in a pot, and a team or a group always uses a large pot, on which sorghum rice is boiling.

But today's victory is won, and the food is naturally different.

The flames at the bottom of the huge iron pot licked the bottom of the pot happily, and in the pot, huge pieces of horse meat continued to rise with the tumbling soup, and the firefighters stirred with huge horse spoons from time to time, so that the salt in the pot and peppercorns, chili peppers, star anise and other extremely luxurious and rare spices were better combined to cook the best horse meat.

The artillery auxiliaries of the model brigade continued to go to the baggage vehicles of the army, and carried out huge wattle baskets, which were either wind chickens, wind goose bacon or meat porcelain jars, cut the dried meat made by these salt and wind together and put them into the pot to cook, and put the meat porcelain jars mixed with salt and wheat flour seasoning to cut the livestock meat, put it on the oil pan and fry it slightly, and the thick fragrance spread, making people salivate.

Pots of broth boiled, and the thick aroma wafted over the camp, intoxicating and making people swallow their saliva incessantly. In this kind of cold and freezing weather, it is very comfortable to eat a bowl of hot broth and sorghum rice on flatbread in the open wilderness.

The bursts of cheers coming from the camp of the Ming army, accompanied by the aroma of food blown by the north wind, mercilessly rushed to the hill where the remnants of the Qing army were guarded.

No matter how strong a person is, basic physiological reactions are inevitable. I smelled the aroma of food in my nose, especially these meals were enjoyed by those defeated generals in the past, how could this make the soldiers and horses of the Zhenghong Banner Manchuria, who had just eaten defeat and suffered heavy losses, swallow this breath?

Looking at the soldiers lying on the ground and in the camp, Nikan's face twitched, and he tried to stand up, but the wound was painful, but he had to lie down on the felt.

"Nikan Beizi, I think we've fallen for the brutes!"

Yue Le, who had just arranged the position and defense, his face sank like water and his eyebrows were tightly locked.

"Yue Le, what do you say? It's not like we didn't fight with barbarians when we were hungry and cold. You have been in Shengjing City for a long time, and you don't know how difficult it is to march and fight! ”

"Beizi, it's not that Yue Le can't stand it, this is a trap set by the barbarian for me and others!"

Yue Le's face was grim, and he snapped his fingers and gave Nikan one by one.

Fei Yangwu had just been defeated and died, and his behavior of underestimating the enemy. not only took his own life and the life of his son Zierdu, but also sent more than 1,000 military merit heads to the Ming army. At present, most of the horse meat stewed in the Ming army's cauldron is a red flag horse that has been killed and injured.

In addition to the fact that such a blow caused a lot of losses to Zhenghongqi Manchuria, the biggest trouble at the moment was this short armistice break.

Wu Biao asked Shanxi Town and his horse battalion to withdraw, so that Nikan could join forces with Yue Le, which was definitely not discovered by his own conscience. "Our minions have been fighting for a long time, and they are already sleepy, and the reason why they can still support them is because they are holding on strongly. Now the Ming soldiers will retreat slightly. Everyone can take a break, and this breath will be discharged. ”

Yue Le just pointed to the wounded soldiers lying here and there on the hill, moaning constantly, and those soldiers who looked aggrieved and had no fighting spirit at all, and motioned Nikan to look.

When people are highly nervous and excited, they will forget their fatigue, but once this string is loosened, it is immediately like a puddle of mud. This is the reason why most armies have to go through a period of rest and recuperation after a major battle, if they do not rest. Then, the combat effectiveness of the entire army will be greatly reduced.

(Even if it is invented, it is rectified while playing.) The communist army, which implements the strategic thinking of feeding the enemy in the art of war to the tactical principle, also encountered a similar situation when the Siye army was fighting in the south, and Bai Chongxi, who was known as Xiao Zhuge gave up Hubei, Hunan and other provinces, one after another, but it made Siye fall into a difficult situation of insufficient supplies in the rear and raising grain and grass. A large number of northern soldiers simply fell ill because of problems such as water, soil, diet, and other problems. In view of this situation, as a last resort, General Lin ordered the troops to temporarily stop advancing and garrison them on the spot. At the same time, grain, non-staple food, and medicine were rushed to the south to carry out a campaign to strengthen the troops and horses. If there is no movement, blindly rushing south, maybe Lin Zong's reputation will be ruined by Xiao Zhuge 's temptation. ）

On the one hand, their own army was exhausted, sore, and starving, and on the other hand, the cheers and meals of the enemy army, and what they saw and heard in their ears, noses, and eyes, and the completely different impacts would make Yue Le and other generals with troops impatient and even make wrong judgments.

"Nikan Beizi, or, our soldiers and horses were enraged by these actions of the Ming generals, and rushed over with a hungry and exhausted army, and were knocked to the ground by the chariots and cannons that the Ming soldiers and horses had already prepared, as well as those soldiers and generals who were waiting behind the chariots, and gave them some military merits. Either that, or our morale continues to be low, so that when they rush up to their fill, they will pinch us like rabbits! ”

"They don't think about it! I, a soldier of the Eight Banners of Manchuria, am not like a soldier of the Ming State, who can face Qin and Twilight! Ben Beizi only has me in his heart, the emperor of the Qing Dynasty! Although Nikan's name is Nikan, it seems to be the same as the Han people who are contemptuously called, but in his heart, he does not look down on those who are the Ming army today and the Qing army tomorrow, and he sneers at the two-sided betting behavior of those fathers in the Ming Kingdom and sons in the Qing Kingdom.

"Yue Le, you and I are brothers. It's up to you to call the shots today! Just tell me what to do, and do it. If that minion dares not to listen, you can pull him under the golden dragon and behead him! Nikan had a fierce glint in his eyes, but the tone of his mouth and the expression on his face were unusually sincere to Yue Le.

"Nikam Bezi is in love. In my humble opinion, we ought to do so. "Although Yue Le is a little younger, his tricks are old and spicy.

At that moment, Nikan couldn't help but applaud when he heard it, and it was not too late for officers at all levels to lead a few Jiala Zhangjing and Niu Lu Zhangjing to handle it.

In the camp of the Ming army, there was a boiling sound.

Those soldiers in Shanxi Town, who had just returned from the hellish battlefield, were still full of all kinds of messy stumps and broken bones, thick pools of blood that overflowed their feet, moans and curses in various language accents, and those firearms, cannons, long knives and axes, spear bones, etc., all played their technical performance in strict accordance with the design requirements. People are still a little ignorant and have not completely extricated themselves from the battlefield, and there is a large amount of food listed in front of them.

There are no horsemen, infantry, or householders, as long as they are soldiers who have returned from the battlefield, they go to the cooking car. Someone took the chopsticks from the bamboo basket, and then the firefighters swirled the horse spoon from the huge pot and scooped pieces of fat horse meat into the bowl along with the hot broth. Or sorghum rice or thick bread, and if it is insufficient, you can continue to add another serving.

The non-commissioned officers and junior officers feasted there, enjoying the honor they deserved after the hard battle, and exchanging expressions with each other on the battlefield. And the officers above the thousand generals were concentrated. In the Great Tent. One is to eat a full meal, and the other is to count the results.

After some gossip, the military and political departments of the three departments finally counted the first rank and other related results.

"In this battle, all the units of our army beheaded the pseudo-rebel red flag Gushan Ezhen Fei Yangwu, Jierdu father and son, beheaded 1,377 ranks, captured 378 intact war horses, 1,417 mules and horses of various colors, and killed a number of horses of various colors. More than 4,000 pairs of armor and some ordnance vehicles were also seized. In addition, 750 slaves and thieves were taken prisoner. There are more than 180 inner slaves in armor, more than 450 domestic slaves, and more than a dozen people whose identities are unknown. ”

Before the words of the Military and Political Department were finished, the officers of Datong and Shanxi towns shouted loudly like thunder: "One thousand three hundred and seventy-seven levels, even the heads of Fei Yangwu's father and son, there are so many horses, swords, guns and armor have been killed, so to speak. Our trip has just opened, and it's a good start! ”

Li Fuming was also overjoyed, but he still had to pretend to be reserved. He laughed loudly: "It's a pity that the battlefield is too chaotic, and many of the corpses and wounded of the Tartars were taken away by them in the chaos." In this way, the casualties of the Tartars are only afraid of more, and they fought well! ”

The mouth is polite, but the heart can't stop gasping. He started his business in Liaodong. The experience of dealing with the Qing soldiers can be said to be extremely rich, and I know the fierceness and military discipline of those Tartars, and I know how difficult it is to get their heads. I didn't expect to follow the model brigade this time, but it was just a contact battle. The number of beheadings in the whole army reached more than 1,800 levels, what an astonishing result?

Although Wang Pu was a little jealous, his eyebrows were also fluttering, "After the first battle, the number of beheadings alone is 1,377 levels, and there is the corpse armor of Fei Yangwu's father and son, this can be regarded as a big victory!" ”

What Wang Pu said in his mouth happened to hit Li Fuming's proud thing. In the history of the Ming Dynasty, there are countless things to report the beheading of the enemy, from the end of Wanli, among the Qing monarchs and ministers who will be killed, from Nurhachi to Huang Taiji, from Dolgon to Abatai, they have died dozens of times, but they are still alive and well. What is slightly more reliable is that the magic cannon peerless Yuan Inspector claimed to have hit Dayimu under Ningyuan City, and more than half a year later, the news of Nurhachi's death came, so under the wonderful pen of later generations, it became Yuan Chonghuan's cannon to kill Nurhachi. There are even jokes in the Qing army that have not been killed by the soldiers and horses of the Ming State in the palace newspaper and the notebook, and they are not good generals.

Now that the corpses and armor of Fei Yangwu's father and son are all there, and there are captured people who have identified them, a great merit must be given to him a lot.

Wu Biao also nodded and said: "In addition to killing the father and son of the slave chieftain, the number of beheadings alone is more than 1,300 levels, and the number of casualties of the Zhenghongqi Manchurian Tartars who are fighting against our army will not be less than 3,000!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the big tent immediately became more and more enthusiastic, "Congratulations to the three handsome!" There was the one with clear eyebrows, picked up the big bowl in his hand, and congratulated loudly with broth instead of wine.

"Mighty and mighty!"

"I'm mighty!"

On the battlefield, there are still small groups of Ming soldiers patrolling back and forth on the battlefield, saying that it is okay to clean up the battlefield, and it is also counted as monitoring the enemy army. However, in the minds of these people, they still hope to encounter a few fish that have slipped through the net, and if they are cut with a knife, it can be regarded as their own military merits.

Occasionally, in a corner, there were bursts of roars and a few shouts of killing, that is, the wounded Qing army was found by the Ming soldiers searching the battlefield, and a short but fierce battle broke out between the two sides.

For the soldiers of the Ming army, such an opportunity is undoubtedly a pie in the sky. Needless to say, the importance of this military merit has long been engraved in their hearts. After a short exchange of fire, there was laughter, waving short axes, and the heads of the Qing soldiers were cut off in laughter. Those wounded soldiers of the Qing army who were struggling on the death line were even slashed by them without hesitation, which can be regarded as doing good deeds to surpass them to the west and reincarnate as soon as possible.

Someone confiscated all the weapons and flags of the Qing army scattered everywhere, and there was one who was lucky, and he didn't know how to pull out a few empty saddle war horses from there, and proudly showed off to his companions.

And the dead and wounded Qing army horses were carried aside, these are all good meat! Don't you see the firefighters in the camp cooking a little bit to get a good meal? The taste of horse meat is good, eating in the mouth is like sauce beef, and the horse sausage is even more delicious. It's just that the fiber is thicker.

But in the battlefield, life and death are only separated by a line, there is meat to eat, there is a full meal to eat, who will be picky about the taste of meat?

In the midst of the elation, on the hill not far away, there was a sudden drum shouting and killing, which frightened these Ming soldiers who forgot to pick up the cold and were at a loss.

"The slave thief has become a fish swimming at the bottom of the kettle, and he is rampant there!"

When the news was transmitted back to the battalion, Wang Puyi, the chief soldier of Datong, shook the beautiful feathers on his helmet, and the sound shook the top of the tent.

"The two generals will take a short rest, wait for my fellow men to go for a walk, kill the slaves and thieves, and toast the joy!"

Wang Pu's pretentiousness suddenly made the officers and generals of Datong Town present cheer, and they all got up to join the marshal to send troops to attack the slave camp, in order to cheer up the marshals and generals.

"Wang Shuai, the generals of Datong Town, it is late at this time, our army is marching dozens of miles today, and it is another big battle. I'm going to beware of him jumping off the wall in a hurry. In Wu's humble opinion, just let him make trouble, let's rest for a night, and the whole army will be dispatched tomorrow morning to sweep the battle for all the robes in Datong Town, and watch Wang Shuai kill the enemy! ”

Wu Biao's words gave Wang Pu a step down, so that he could have a step down when he was eager to fight for merit and was hot-headed and was frustrated.

"It's good! It was getting late, and the enemy was dark and bright in the night battle, lest the sons and daughters suffer. And he kept the head of the thief on their necks for the night. I'll pick it up tomorrow morning! ”

Wang Pu sat down heavily on the horse, and his mouth was full of remorse. It made Li Fuming, the chief soldier of Shanxi Town, who was quite clear about his thoughts on the side, sneering in his heart.

"Let's see how you kill slaves tomorrow and make meritorious contributions!" (To be continued......)

PS: I've had a cold for the past two days. The headache does not stop, I hope you can support more. Thank you!