Chapter 62: Yang Mou Fatigue
In the middle of the night, the people were sleepy and the horses were tired, and the hungry and cold Ming soldiers had just fallen asleep not long ago, and they were awakened by the shouts of killing from everywhere, and they got up in a panic and picked up weapons to prepare for battle, but after waiting for a long time, they found that there was a false alarm, and no enemy attacked. Fastest updates
Although the enemy did not attack, the Ming soldiers did not dare to sleep anymore, maybe they would be killed by the enemy in their sleep at any time, and one by one they tried to keep their eyes open and fight against sleepiness and hunger under the reprimand of the officers, trying to find the enemy's trace from the dark night all around.
Waiting, waiting for more than an hour, nothing happened, as if the enemy's previous voice was deliberately trying to scare them.
The soldiers of the Ming army were cold and sleepy, huddled together to keep warm, and many people's eyes began to slowly close again.
But when they had just fallen asleep again, the shouts of killing sounded again, and the Ming soldiers had no choice but to mumble and curse the damned enemy, and once again get up and stand up in pain under the reprimand and whip of the officer.
But when they came to their senses, the annoying shouting disappeared again.
Everyone knew that this was the enemy's ploy, but there was no way to take it seriously. Because this kind of trickery that is true and false can be transformed at any time. If you don't take it seriously, I'll attack suddenly and kill you too late. If you rise up and take precautions, I will not attack, and you will have a false alarm, and you will not get effective rest.
This is the strategy of exhausting soldiers, which belongs to the yang scheme. That is, you know that it is a plan, but there is still no good way to crack it.
Another hour passed, and the Ming soldiers were once again sleepy, but this time they were scolded by the yawning officers and whipped and kicked with their feet, and strictly ordered not to sleep.
Yuan Chonghuan judged that the enemy would launch a real attack for the third time, and it would no longer be a bluff. Therefore, all battalions of the Ming army were strictly ordered to be on high alert, and those who fell asleep were beheaded on the spot.
And the small amount of water in the battalion was taken out and the soldiers were given cold water to their faces to stimulate their spirits and expel fatigue.
Under these measures, the soldiers of the Ming army mustered up the last bit of spirit, condensed the last bit of strength and became vigilant.
But this time, Yuan Chonghuan miscalculated again. Until the east began to have a white fish belly, the Jiang family army did not show the slightest sign of attacking.
Yuan Chonghuan frowned, knowing that if there was no more action, the little spirit that the Ming army had finally mustered up would completely collapse, and then even if the enemy army did not attack, I am afraid that the army would also collapse.
Once the army collapses, its own in Liaodong will really be finished. The remaining 20,000 horses are the last capital for his foothold in Liaodong. Once there are no 20,000 horses, he will really be unable to convince the public in Liaodong.
When he was rectifying the border army before, he dealt with so many people and cut off so many heads, once he returned from a big defeat, and he had no descendants to protect him, there would definitely be no fewer people who fell into the well. Even the emperor who believes in him will probably have to punish him when the time comes.
Poor Inspector Yuan, at this time, did not know that the emperor's holy decree to transfer himself back to Beijing was in the Jiang family army camp opposite. It's a pity that the newly promoted Marquis Wu'an took a fancy to the 20,000 remnants of his soldiers and all the equipment, so his trip to Liaodong was destined to become a shame for his life.
"Break out at dawn!" Yuan Chonghuan finally made up his mind and gave an order.
The total strength of the Jiang army was only more than 20,000 people, and it was impossible to fully encircle the Ming army, so Yuan Chonghuan judged the weak link of the Jiang army's strength according to the intensity of the attack during the day, and ordered the troops under his command to be divided into two parts, one part continued to stay in place, making noise everywhere, creating the illusion that it was going to launch a counterattack, and attracting the attention of the Jiang army. The main force followed itself and broke out from the selected northeast direction.
The battle soon began, and the men and horses used by the Ming army to attract the attention of the Jiang Jiajun quickly succeeded, and the shouts of killing were everywhere, and it seemed that the battle was very fierce.
Yuan Chonghuan personally led the main force to advance all the way from the northeast direction, and sure enough, the troops in this direction were weak, and the Ming army charged and the enemy collapsed and fled.
Yuan Chonghuan's confidence was greatly boosted, and he rushed forward with the main Ming army, escaping all the way for more than ten miles, and finally stayed away from the battlefield, and the fierce shouting and killing were getting farther and farther away.
Yuan Chonghuan strangled the mount that the general of his own soldiers had found for him again, panting, the helmet was steaming, the war horse was also sweating, and the Ming soldiers behind him were also out of breath, and the weapons in their hands were tired.
"Overseer, take a break." The pro-soldier commander gasped.
"You can't rest, you can't rest, you will be exhausted, you will be exhausted. If you let out this breath, you will never be able to run again. Yuan Chonghuan knew this truth very well, and gasped and said sharply.
"But Inspector, the team is already scattered. There were more than 15,000 people when we came out, but now there are probably less than 10,000 people behind us. The commander of the pro-soldiers said loudly helplessly.
Yuan Chonghuan looked back, as if the color had brightened today, and sure enough, the Ming army behind him pulled out a long snake formation, and there seemed to be figures staggering forward three or four miles away.
The whole team can run out of these ten miles in one breath, in fact, it has reached the limit. If you don't rest, many people will be directly tired on the ground.
However, Yuan Chonghuan knew that if he gave the order to rest, it would be extremely difficult to let them get up and continue the march.
And for these soldiers, who are already exhausted, hungry to the extreme, and on the verge of mental collapse, if they are threatened with harsh military law, I am afraid that it will really backfire and cause a mutiny.
Yuan Chonghuan suddenly fell into a dilemma. In fact, not to mention the soldiers, even he himself was on the verge of exhaustion on horseback, and if it weren't for the breath in his heart, he would have fallen to the ground.
God, is my Yuan Chonghuan really destined to be like this? Is the name of a lifetime going to be lost in the hands of a little-known hairy boy? I'm unwilling, unwilling!
Yuan Chonghuan was speechless and asked the sky, but the sky was still gray, the clouds were getting lower and lower, the color was getting heavier and heavier, and it looked as if a heavy snowstorm was brewing.
"That's it, that's it, order the whole army to rest. I, Yuan Chonghuan, should be like this, and I don't blame others. Yuan Chonghuan finally looked up to the sky and sighed, and ordered dejectedly.
As soon as the order was given, the soldiers of the Ming army fell on the spot like trees with their roots cut off, no matter whether there were rocks, weeds or anything else under them, there was only one thought in their hearts, and that was to sleep.
Many fell asleep as soon as they fell to the ground and snored profusely. This is the manifestation of a person when he is extremely tired.
At this time, even if the sky falls apart, I'm afraid I won't be able to wake up these people.
Yuan Chonghuan himself also dismounted with difficulty under the support of the commander of his own army, found a withered tree on the side of the road and sat down, closed his eyes and gasped.
Not long after Yuan Chonghuan's order was issued, a group of black-armored cavalry appeared on the north and south sides of the Ming army, quietly surrounding the Ming army.