Using the strategy of increasing troops and reducing the stove, Zhu Hou has no chance to do things, he is just a lone army now. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoEven if the Ming army is millions, his Zhu Houzhao's army is still a lone army, and no one can cooperate with him.

However, Zhu Houzhao still thought of a plan in the dead of night, a plan that was enough to defeat nearly 10,000 Tatar iron horsemen.

However, a premise was needed before that, and Zhu Houzhao had to do everything he could to drag the thousands of Tatar cavalry troops who followed behind him for a day.

Zhu Houzhao calculated in detail that if he wanted to drag the Tatar iron cavalry behind him for a day, he needed to leave at least 3,000 Jiangsu and Zhejiang New Army to be able to drag it, but this had to rely on the group of steppe wolves who wanted to completely eat the 3,000 broken troops instead of choosing to chase and kill most of the fleeing Jiangsu and Zhejiang New Army.

However, this is not very likely, and no one will give up a good watermelon for a sesame seed.

Zhu Houzhao thought about it, and carefully selected all the classic battle examples of the entire five thousand years, and it was not that he wanted to learn from Xiang Yu, the overlord of Chu, but Zhu Houzhao was very prepared to find that he did not have that kind of courage, nor did he reach that point.

The great future is still in front of him, there is no reason to bury it for the Tatar barbarians who are less than 20,000, and the water of the Yellow River is really not as clear as the Wujiang River, Zhu Houzhao is afraid that he will choke after jumping down.

"Hanging sheep drumming!" Yu Dayou suddenly jumped in and roared excitedly: "Boss, beat the drum with a hanging sheep!" ”

Zhu Houzhao, who was meditating, resisted the urge to kick this kid out, and frowned: "I can't tell why, you kid just wait for your ass to bloom!" ”

Yu Dayou smiled proudly, although this kid has been apprenticed everywhere since he was a child, he has never fallen behind in cultural classes. Yu Dayou, who has a wide range of interests, is familiar with military books, and although he can't do it well yet, he can still do it with a few tricky notes based on what he has learned.

"Boss, it's dark at night, and there's no moon, so it's impossible for the Tartar scouts to see our movements from a few hundred paces away. And according to the observation of his subordinates in the last two days, it seems that the Tatar army behind has relaxed its surveillance of us a lot, and has not sent scouts to seriously investigate for two consecutive days and nights! ”

"So, you mean to let us guys sneak away in the middle of the night, right?" Zhu Houzhao roared: "Don't you want to think about how loud the footsteps of 10,000 people are moving? ”

"That's why I want to hang the sheep and beat the drum, how can I slip away when I make a sound......"

"Do you think the Tatars behind are all ****?"

"Boss, what is ****?"

"**** is ......" Zhu Houzhao just wanted to explain casually, but he suddenly found that this was indeed a good idea, hanging sheep drumming does not necessarily need sheep, and he still holds something in his hand that can make a louder sound.

"Dayou, don't you envy the weapons in our hands?" Zhu Houzhao said with a smile, this kid is very promising, and his ability is not bad, dangerous things must be done by capable people, which is called the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.

Yu Dayou immediately flowed out of Halazi, many times he wanted to touch those powerful guys, but was unceremoniously driven away by the guard sergeant, it can be said that his yearning for firearms has changed from a simple liking to a dream.

"My lord, if you have anything to do, just tell me!" Yu Dayou said loudly, in just a few days, he learned that his new boss was an existence that did not see rabbits and eagles.

"If, in such a dark night, you want to scare the Tatars off and hold them back tomorrow for at least half a day, how many people do you need?"

"There are eight hundred skilled soldiers from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, plus the five or six hundred defeated soldiers brought by his subordinates!" Yu Dayou is full of confidence.

"How sure are you that you'll be able to get out of the way?"

"At least sixty percent sure, although the steppe Tartars are fierce, they are obviously not good at night fighting, as long as they can be strong enough, their subordinates can ensure that they retreat thirty miles."

"Okay, I'll allocate 800 people to you, and if there's anything you need to tell Liu Dafu."

After having a plan, Zhu Houzhao began to order the army to assemble and prepare to set off, without further ado, every more time wasted will be more dangerous.

After Yu Dayou received the order, he gathered all his men and horses overnight and touched the direction where the Tatar army was stationed, and it was not very likely that he would fall to his death while walking at night on the plain of the Yellow Flood Area.

After easily disposing of the two lookout Tatar cavalry, Yu Dayou quickly marched to less than a mile from the Tatar camp.

After so much time of pursuit, the Tatar soldiers were obviously a little unbearable, and many Tatar barbarians were roasting and drinking in the camp at this time, without much vigilance.

It is also said that they simply did not believe that the Ming army, which had been fleeing for days, still had the courage to come back and send them a horse pistol.

"Hey, hey, put!" After advancing two hundred steps, he found a small dirt slope that was slightly higher, and Yu Dayou ordered the sergeant to install all kinds of weapons and then gave the order to attack very insidiously.

Rumble!

In the silence of the field, the sound of explosions was heard far away, like muffled thunder rolling in the sky.

After Zhu Houzhao heard the sound, he immediately asked all the new troops to speed up their pace, and rushed towards that place without even hitting the torches, in any case, the death order to march a hundred miles in one day has already been issued.

What the old Red Army can do, there is no reason why these soldiers who have been raised with good meat and good food can't do it.

Before leaving, Zhu Houzhao specially prepared three boxes of cucumber grenades, and arranged all the places where there might be people in the entire New Army camp into a large minefield, just waiting for the group of Tatars to come and enjoy it at noon tomorrow.

This is also something agreed upon by Zhu Houzhao and Yu Dayou, after they completed the sniping mission, they crossed the Yellow River to the south to find a way for Zhu Houzhao to retreat.

On the second day, the Tatars who had been killed and wounded by Yu Dayou in the night dared to return to the camp, and the Ming army that had attacked last night had long since disappeared without a trace.

"I was deceived by this group of bright dogs again!" Several commanders came to the hill where the Ming army was ambushed last night, looked at the scale, and knew that the Ming army that came to sneak attack last night was only more than a thousand people, and they were immediately very annoyed.

However, no one knows how many Ming troops came from the opposite side of the fire and explosion last night, and their retreat is understandable.

After suffering a great loss, the Tatar army immediately rushed towards the camp of the Ming army, but it was obviously too late, and the entire camp of the Ming army was already empty.

"According to the people of the Central Plains, did we fall for the golden cicada's plan to get out of the shell!" Said a Tatar commander.

"Don't show off your little bit of literary brilliance anymore, and go check out the camp and see how long they've been gone!" The commander of the horse, who was obviously more qualified, said hatefully: "Inform the master of the information to speed up the march, and stop this group of Ming troops before they enter Shanxi!" ”

"We can't let them join the Datong defenders!"

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Before the old man could sigh enough, several explosions came from the abandoned camp of the Ming army one after another, and the one or two hundred horsemen who went first were all scrapped in an instant.

The old commander gritted his teeth: "We must kill this Ming army!" ”