The night is gradually falling.

Since it is the middle of March, the moon and stars are scarce, and the round moon can't wait to hang in the sky early, sprinkling the moonlight without hesitation, rendering the earth into a piece of silver. If there is no war, under such a moonlight, with three or five beauties, a pot of wine, sitting on the ground, admiring the moon and playing, it is really a joy in life.

It's a pity that all this is absolutely impossible tonight, thirty miles east of Jinan City. This is the battlefield, or the battlefield after fierce death. In the desolate wilderness, there are also a large number of dead human corpses and war horses. Occasionally, the faint moans of the wounded could be heard.

The night wind blew away the smell of blood, the moonlight shrouded the field, and from a distance, everything seemed to have never been born. Only those who have been in it can feel the horror of the night. The Tiger Ben Army is already so fierce during the day, I don't know how crazy it will be at night? The brighter the moonlight tonight, the more dazzling everything in front of you seems to be.

The Ming army, which was camped on the spot, occupied a huge field with a radius of at least ten miles. A large number of white cotton tents, illuminated by the moonlight, look like yurts. In fact, due to the influence of the customs of the Yuan Dynasty, the encampment of the Ming Dynasty army was indeed very much like a yurt. From the perspective of the living corner, the yurt is much more comfortable than the ordinary camp.

It's the dry early season, and March is a very cool climate, perfect for camping in the wild. Most of the soldiers of the Ming army began to wear single clothes with waist-length armor on the outside. Some soldiers even thought that their waist-length armor was cumbersome, so they simply took it off. Judging from the daytime battle, the waist-length armor could not stop the fire of the cavalry of the Tiger Ben Army at all. A shot came and hung up as it was. Since there is no protective effect, there is and there is no same, they are thousands of crisp and give up.

Zhu Dadian's mood seemed to be as cold as winter. The ambition he had when he returned from Fengyang Mansion has now suffered a huge blow. In the past few days, all the things related to Zhang Zhun have hit him too hard. He finally understood why Yang Yipeng had such an expression at that time, it was really this Zhang Zhun, it was not easy to deal with! No wonder even the godson was planted in his hands. On the ground in Shandong, how can there be such a hero?

Zhu Han came in quietly, and when he saw the food on the table, he didn't move, so he had to quietly call someone in, take the food down, reheat it and send it over. Zhu Dadian's mood, Zhu Han can also understand. It's really the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment! As soon as he left Jinan City, he was blocked by Zhang Zhun, unable to move, and struggling to advance and retreat. Now, they are still at least 270 miles away from Qingzhou City, and they don't know how many difficulties they will encounter on the way.

Zhu Dadian slowly came out of the tent and looked at the surrounding fields. Moonlight tonight. It's very charming, and it's a good time to write poetry. If it was in the past, Zhu Dadian might have been inspired. At this moment, Zhu Dadian is not in the mood to chant poetry at all. He always felt that under this bright moonlight, what kind of action might the cavalry of the Tiger Army be planning.

Subconsciously, danger seems to be approaching step by step.

Fortunately, the moonlight tonight is so bright that the Ming army can clearly see the surrounding movements, and the cavalry of the Tiger Ben Army should not be able to carry out a large-scale sneak attack. But at the same time, the moonlight also allowed the Tiger Army cavalry to move freely. Obviously, the cavalry of the Tiger Ben Army will not easily let the Ming army spend the night in peace. As for what kind of way they will attack and harass the Ming army, it is difficult to say.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Sporadic gunshots kept coming.

Sometimes, the gunfire is very intense. Sometimes, the gunfire is sparse. No one knows what the gunfire of the Tiger Army cavalry is shooting. It stands to reason that there should be no Ming army in Zhou except for the barracks. I couldn't tell where the gunshots were, but I could clearly hear the gunshots, a very strange feeling, which flooded the hearts of every Ming soldier. This feeling constantly reminds the Ming army that around them, there is a group of vicious wolves. Such a feeling can make some soldiers with low psychological tolerance collapse.

Before nightfall, Zhu Dadian summoned two chief officers, as well as other deputy chief officers, staff generals, guerrillas, garrison officers, and other officers, and demanded that they take all effective measures to strictly prevent the battalion from surviving. Due to the continuous defeat in the daytime battle, the casualties of the troops were relatively arrogant, and Zhu Dadian was very worried that under the huge psychological pressure caused by the cavalry of the Tiger Ben Army, the camp of the Ming army generated a camp roar, which led to his own collapse.

The situation of the battalion is similar to that of the supervisor, once it is born, the consequences are very serious, and it is very likely to lead to the collapse of the entire army. In ancient China, the rules of the camp were strict, not to mention shouting loudly, even spreading rumors was life-threatening. Moreover, the barracks are an authentic place of slaughter, and the traditional Chinese military regulations have the so-called "17 articles and 54 beheadings", and those who serve as soldiers live in fear, and the mental depression can be imagined after years of experience.

On the other hand, it is said that the army is very dark, with officers wantonly bullying the soldiers, veterans ganging up to oppress the recruits, gangs and factions fighting openly and secretly, and contradictions accumulating year after year, all relying on military discipline and bullets. Especially before the war, everyone's life and death were uncertain, and they didn't know when they would return to the West, and their spirits at this time were on the verge of collapse.

In the silence of the night, if someone suddenly has a nervous breakdown and yells, everyone may be infected with this hysterical and crazy atmosphere, completely break free from the shackles of military discipline and vent wildly. Some clear-headed guys began to copy the guys, and there was revenge and revenge. Since many of the soldiers relied on their hometown connections to form gangs, they began to fight, and at this time, those officers who usually oppressed the soldiers became the number one target, and everyone was settling their own accounts in the chaos, and those who should pay their debts could not run.

In the early stages of a major war, especially when the fighting was unfavorable, the battalion was sneering. Zhu Dadian has commanded the army for many years, so he has to be cautious. His troops were in a state of passive beating during the day, and the soldiers' hearts did not know how much tension and fear had accumulated, but they could not be effectively vented. If these tensions and fears erupt at the same time, the tens of thousands of horses under his command may end at the same time. Camp roaring is really a taboo for those who command the troops. In fact, the large-scale camp roar can already be called a mutiny.

Since there were more than 40,000 men and horses stationed, the camp of the Ming army was very large, and Zhu Dadian divided the troops into nine battalions for this purpose, which were connected to each other. The so-called nine-palace chain is the format of the whole system. He himself was in the middle army, in the camp in the middle. In each direction in which his camp was located, there were their own battalions. Divided up, each battalion is about 5,000 people, which is just right.

According to Zhu Dadian's deployment, the guards were in the outermost area, and then the soldiers, with the governor's personal soldiers and the cavalry battalion as the core, and the artillery was in the core area of the camp, which could support the battle of each battalion at any time. In layman's terms, Zhu Dadian is preparing to use the guards as cannon fodder. He had this purpose when he transferred the guards out in the first place. These garbage guards, no matter how much they lose, Zhu Dadian will not be heartbroken. They were able to save a lot of money and food when they died.

There was the pressure of pro-soldiers and soldiers, and Zhu Dadian was not worried about the guards rising up to rebel. As long as the soldiers can stabilize, Zhu Dadian is not even worried about causing a roar in the camp. As long as these guards are consumed. It would be nice to be able to support Qingzhou City. The key is, what is Zhang Zhun thinking about at this moment? What new tricks will the cavalry of the Tiger Army have?

In front of the lonely rock, Zhang Zhun squatted on the ground, chewing on the three-page cake and horse song cake he carried with him. Beside him, there was also a large gourd filled with water. Looking at the way he eats, he is a tyrant without the slightest etiquette. After a busy day of fighting, Zhang Zhun's spirit also seemed a little tired, and after eating and drinking enough, he finally got better.

Among the grains in Shandong, the most are all kinds of flatbreads, all kinds of flatbreads with good quality and low prices. In normal times, the soldiers of the Tiger Ben Army used flatbread and green onions to satisfy their hunger. The standard military rations of the Tiger Ben Army are all kinds of flatbread. These exquisitely made three-page cakes and horse song cakes were naturally prepared for him by Yunshang, and they did not belong to the ranks of military rations.

Of course, Zhang Zhun is definitely not the only one who has the opportunity to enjoy these three-page cakes and horse song cakes, and the officers are all shared, just let go of their stomachs and eat them. Even the soldiers who passed by, as long as you have the courage to come up and take it, Zhang Zhun will not hesitate to give them one. As a result, Yunshang originally prepared three-page cakes and horse song cakes that could be eaten for Zhang Zhun for five days, and they were all eaten in one meal. In times of war, such food was already considered good.

There is no way, the soldiers are tired of eating the flatbread they carry with them every day. In order to extend the shelf life as much as possible, the Logistics Division makes these flatbreads as oil-free as possible. Because the oil is easy to rot. Without enough oil and water, it is naturally impossible to satisfy hunger, and even a soldier with a lot of food has to eat several sheets of food before he can eat his stomach.

The captured war horses have all been sent back to Laizhou Mansion by Zhang Zhun and arranged for people, and most of the cavalry soldiers are resting in the place where the war horses were originally gathered. After a tiring day, Fu had already fallen asleep. However, the officers could not rest yet, and they still had to work with Zhang Zhun to sum up the experience and lessons of the day's battles. This kind of summary on the battlefield is better than in the classroom. The impression is much deeper. Zhang Zhun will never let go of such a good opportunity.

Explaining tactics to everyone anytime and anywhere is Zhang Zhun's consistent style. The Tiger Army does not have a university hall, he can only fight for every minute of time to improve the level of the officers. It seems that there is a lot to sum up in the daytime battle. Some officers with high understanding, such as Feng Wei, Chen Xingguo and others, can grasp the main points, and Xie Zhiyou and others, who are relatively slow to react, can slowly understand after everyone's explanation.