readx; After a short assault, wolf corpses littered the field, and a heavy smell of blood wafted over the snowfield. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info ○ Mao Wenlong, who was once the chief military officer of Dongjiang Town and the governor of Zuodu, but now he was only a temporary general and did not even have a name, looked at the five hundred cavalrymen around him who were like the reincarnation of hungry ghosts, tearing and skinning wolf flesh alive, with a cruel smile on his face, and at the same time stuffed a bloody wolf leg into his mouth and chewed it.

The officers who followed him were several Jinyi guards sent by Zhu Youzhen to "protect" Mao Wenlong, led by Shi Chunhu, a young general who had cracked many major cases. Although he remembered Zhu Youzhen's instructions and was always vigilant against Mao Wenlong, he also admired Mao Wenlong's ability to find prey on the grassland, and couldn't help chewing raw wolf meat and praised: "General, if you hadn't attracted this group of wolves, I'm afraid we would all starve to death on the grassland!" ”

Mao Wenlong smiled and said, "The wolf is the most greedy, cruel, and cunning beast. It is said that it is greedy, and the prey it targets can be tracked for hundreds of miles, and it will never stop until it catches up; It is said that it is cruel, it attacks its prey very fiercely, and does not hesitate to fight itself to the ground, and is just as cruel to its companions, and eats it as a prey like a dead wolf; It is said that it is cunning, wolves will surround and suppress their prey in packs, and the cavalry tactics of the Mongols and Jurchens are actually learned from wolves. And the wolf has a special ability, it can seduce horses! ”

At this time, the five hundred cavalry had already worshiped Mao Wenlong as a god, and they all listened carefully. Mao Wenlong said even more proudly: "Do you think that the horse is so big and runs so fast, the wolf can't do anything about it?" But the wolf will smear its saliva on the grass, and when the horse gnaws on the grass, it will be led away by the wolf as if it were enchanted, until it is introduced into the pack and torn to pieces by the wolves. Do you say wolves are smart? ”

Everyone was amazed when they heard this, and Mao Wenlong sneered again: "But when this group of wolves meets us, they can only be considered unlucky." Aren't they greedy, cruel, and cunning? We are greedier, more cruel, more cunning than they are! This is the way to survive on the grassland, whoever is more ruthless can eat others; Whoever is soft will let others eat it! ”

Speaking of this, Mao Wenlong glanced at a few soldiers who were not allowed to eat meat, these people were relatively slow when they were hunting wolves just now, and they had been shrinking behind, and now they were even more shuffled, ashamed and ashamed.

Mao Wenlong snorted coldly at a few people, and then lowered his voice and smiled at Shi Chunhu: "Brother Shi, do you think that my punishment for these people is a bit too heavy?" Afraid that they will starve to death? Rest assured, they won't starve to death now. If a person is dying of hunger, he does not know what it means to be afraid. Why should I stipulate that whoever grabs the wolf meat will be counted as whoever grabs it? This is to teach them a lesson, you see, the next time there is a war, they will be faster than anyone else! ”

Shi Chunhu was born in the Qin soldiers, and he had long been accustomed to the atmosphere of the integration of officers and soldiers cultivated by Zhu Youzhen, and he naturally felt very awkward when he saw Mao Wenlong leading the troops like this. But Zhu Youzhen had already told him that except for a few particularly important things, Mao Wenlong had the final say on everything, so he had to nod his head on the surface.

As he spoke, dozens of wolves had already been eaten raw. But these five hundred cavalrymen have not eaten a full meal for many days, and they are really hungry, and they are still unsatisfied after eating wolf meat, not to mention those who have not eaten meat. Mao Wenlong got up and laughed: "Rabbit cubs, do you want to eat something better?" ”

"Yes!" Five hundred ruffians raised their blades and shouted wildly.

"Okay, Ben will take you to clean up the Mongols!" Mao Wenlong quickly turned over and got on the horse, not at all like a fifty-year-old person, "It's still the old rule, whoever grabs it will be counted." Open up! ”

Shi Chunhu and a few others hurriedly followed Mao Wenlong and ran wildly in the northeast direction, asking as they ran: "General, didn't the Holy Lord want us to harass the Tartars?" Why fight the Mongols? ”

Mao Wenlong smiled slyly: "Brother Shi, you are young and skilled, and you will be reused by the saint in the future." However, your brain is not very flexible, so you have to learn more from my brother. Why fight the Mongols? There are three reasons why you can't think of one? ”

Shi Chunhu shook his head blankly and said, "Please make it clear to the General!" ”

"First," Mao explained, "do you know where we are now? This grassland, which the Mongols call Ulan Butong Grassland, is the territory of the Duoyan Division. Duoyan has already surrendered to the Tartars, and a few years ago he entered the pass to besiege Zunhua, isn't it my enemy of the Ming Dynasty? ”

Shi Chunhu nodded again and again, on the one hand, he agreed with Mao Wenlong's views on Duoyanbu, and on the other hand, he also admired his familiarity with geography. You must know that in the eyes of others, this grassland is exactly the same as other grasslands, but it is just a vast expanse.

"Second, we're going to fight the Tartars, but the Tartars aren't easy to mess with." Mao Wenlong smiled, "You have also seen these hundreds of soldiers, do they seem to be able to fight?" Therefore, you have to find a good Mongolian to practice your hands first, and then go to Liaodong after you are proficient. ”

This reason is really incredible, but Shi Chunhu thought about it, it really makes some sense, didn't the saint also say that "actual combat is the best training"?

"As for the third and most important one," Mao Wenlong licked the wolf blood from his mouth, "The forage for the war horse is almost exhausted, and the weather is colder than I expected." If we don't go to the Mongols to fight the autumn wind, we will all die here! ”

Shi Chunhu couldn't cry or laugh when he heard it, but he had to admit that what Mao Wenlong said was the truth. But he still asked suspiciously: "In the vast steppe, and there are so few Mongols, where can I find them?" ”

Mao Wenlong didn't answer directly, but asked rhetorically: "Brother Shi, do you know why the imperial court always loses more and wins less when it uses troops against the north?" ”

Shi Chunhu didn't know why Mao Wenlong brought the topic here, of course he shook his head blankly. Mao Wenlong smiled proudly: "The Art of War" has a cloud: know yourself and know your opponent, and you will not be defeated in a hundred battles. One of the most important aspects of 'Knowing the Enemy' is to be familiar with the terrain of the enemy's territory. Those so-called famous generals, who only know the shape of the mountains and rivers in the Guan, do not know anything about the geography outside the Seychelles, and they become blind as soon as they enter the prairie, and it is strange that they can win the battle!

"Not with me, old brother. It's not boasting, the reason why I have been able to crisscross Liaodong for more than ten years, and every time I can get out safely under the noses of the Tartars, is because I am familiar with this place! It is precisely because of this that the saint has taken a fancy to me that he will let the elder brother lead the troops, otherwise, hehe, even if I have ten heads, I would have let the saint cut them all off. If memory serves, not far ahead is the Gaoliang River, the only big river in the Ulan Butong grassland. The Mongols live on water and grass, and even in winter, they can catch fish by knocking on the surface of the river. Let's look along the river, and we will definitely find the Mongols. ”

As he was talking, a sharp-eyed brocade guard suddenly pointed ahead and said in surprise: "River! ”

Mao Wenlong looked up, and sure enough, he saw a meandering ice belt in the sky, and he didn't feel refreshed, and raised his knife and shouted: "Rabbit cubs, don't fall behind this time." If you can't grab something, you'll starve to death, but don't blame Ben for not reminding you! ”