An arrow, an iron arrow with barbs, pierced the chest from under the left shoulder, and from the position, it may have hurt the heart.

Several sentries rushed to the man's feet, and before he could speak, a mouthful of blood poured out of his mouth.

The knight struggled to draw an arrow on the sand with his fingers, and then pressed his palm all behind the arrow, but the man closed his eyes with a hint of reluctance.

The long sound of the horn woke up many who were still asleep.

Quickly dress, grab your weapons, assemble.

"We may have met the enemy, which we would have thought should be 50,000. So, is it a war or retreat into Ningxia Wei and Ningxia Zhongwei. If you have anything to say, we must make a decision immediately. Fan Liang shouted in the tent of the Chinese army.

Zhu Qian came in late, because his health was too poor, and he vomited blood again when he heard the news in the morning. Then after going to see the soldier who had just died, he came to the Chinese army's tent.

"We can't retreat, we can't outrun the cavalry. Although the detailed distance of the enemy army is not known, it can be guessed. ”

This is a march to war, and it is impossible to guess.

But no one reacted, because Zhu Qian was also a veteran general who had fought a hundred battles.

"Let's start with our scouts, who died of blood. Judging by the wounds on his body, the person who shot him should have been a few hours ago, five or six hours at most, and four hours at the least. Why? Because the arrows in them are not ordinary soldiers', and the person who wields them must be of infinite strength. Then if the arrow does not penetrate the body directly, it means that the distance is not close. So it must have been when it wasn't dark yet, at least when you could see the arrows in the shadows. ”

I can't help but admit that Zhu Qian's analysis is very reasonable.

"Well, the enemy saw our scouts, and the men fled. Inevitably, we will prepare, in order to reduce the time we have to prepare. Even if they don't travel overnight, they will set off before dawn and speed up their journey. With their position, they should pass by us. ”

"Half a day?" Fan Liang asked.

Zhu Qian nodded.

It is impossible for their soldiers and horses to retreat for half a day, and when the enemy is much outnumbered by them, the only way to survive is to hold on. Then wait for Ningxia Wei and Ningxia Zhongwei to send troops out to respond. Look at the battle situation and decide whether to fight to the death, or retreat into a certain guard.

"Neither Ningxia Wei nor Ningxia Zhongwei has a Tianyin machine, because the number of Tianyin machines is limited, and I don't believe that they will be attacked. So someone had to be sent immediately. ”

The generals immediately calculated the time, and if they fled now, they would have to give up most of the supplies, and they might not be able to escape.

"Do we need to escape?" Zhu Qian put a bone-eroding ghost fire incendiary bomb on the table, which was listed as a taboo: "Lao Tzu has heard that things are very powerful, and sticking a little spark can kill people." And we still have twenty-four guns on our hands. All replaced with bead bullets, this time ......"

Zhu Qian stopped, his eyes swept over all the people present. The voice raised a few degrees: "It is time to put incense on the old brothers, this incense should be prosperous, and the sacrifice should be in front of you." ”

"Fight!"

Starting from the big tent of the Chinese army, it spread in circles.

No matter how many enemies there are, no matter how strong and elite the opponent is. Everyone here has participated in the Battle of Tumubao or the Battle of Kyoshi. It can be said that everyone has their own loved ones who died in these two wars. Of course, if you count friends, close friends. comrades-in-arms, etc., countless.

It's time to put on the last pillar of incense, but there is no high-quality sacrifice, and now the sacrifice is rushing by itself, why not fight!

"Come on, two hours. Get ready for the trap! Fan Liang ordered loudly: "Arrange the best riding skills, with a team of five people, a total of six teams in three batches to send a message to Ningxia Wei and Ningxia Zhongwei, our army is here to resist, please two guards quickly reorganize the armament for battle." And send someone to answer the ......" Before Fan Liang finished speaking, Zhu Qian was angry: "Fart, answer a fart, tell them to help Lao Tzu clean up the battlefield." ”

Fan Liang didn't refute, in short, this can be said no matter what, as long as someone is sent later.

"Send a telegram to the Chinese battalion, the enemy has crossed the sand sea, and is only three hours away from our left battalion. You can only camp and fight, and if you retreat, you must give up your baggage, and the whole army may be wiped out, and there is still a chance to win the first battle. The enemy army may exceed 50,000 men, so please ask the commander to decide. Fan Liang's telegram this time, Zhu Qian did not refute it.

In ancient wars, even if the strong battalion was facing ten times the enemy army, it was impossible to be captured in a day.

He only needs to hold out for three or five days, and the Ningxia Wei behind him and the left army in the north will send people over, unless the number of enemy troops here is very large, otherwise the Chinese army will not approach this side lightly.

At the moment, it is not a question of survival, but a question of how much you can kill and how much you will lose.

Time is always the enemy of life, and it is the same in that era, and no amount of preparation for the enemy army is enough, at least psychologically, never considered enough.

Not long after the telegram reached the Wuying Palace, the enemy's first team of scout cavalry had already appeared in view.

"Thirty, Watts!" The sentry shouted.

The camp gate opened, and two cavalry groups of 100 men each galloped out from both sides of the camp. The group of enemy scouts only made a turn in sight, and then divided into ten squads, and fled in groups of three. Fan Liang, who was standing in front of the camp gate, knew that the mission of these enemy troops had been accomplished, and they found the enemy, so they naturally wanted to flee back to report the news.

There are generally two types of scout missions.

One is to kill enemy scouts they meet, and the other is to gather intelligence.

No foolish scout captain would let his men show their bravery to an enemy hundreds of times greater.

As expected, the two groups of cavalry returned to the camp, leaving only a dozen of the enemy, and the rest fled along the way.

Zhu Qian walked out of the camp, looked at the dead bodies of the enemy scouts, and then said to Fan Liang: "After discovering the third team of scouts, they lined up at the camp gate, and under our feet was our trap. ”

"Order!" Fan Liang gave a military salute.

Zhu Qian nodded, Fan Liang's lack of superfluous questions was enough to prove that he was not a rookie who had just entered the battlefield. He lowered his voice and said, "After three rounds of attacks from near and far, retreat back to the camp wall." And then there's the bloody battle! ”

On the other side, the big tent of the Chinese army. It had been more than an hour since Yu Qian received the telegram, and according to the speed of the ancient march, this was already a divine speed. There is no excessive joy, there is just a mixed mood. Because of the excessive number of enemy troops, Zhu Qian was obviously ready to fight at the moment.

At this time, it is not a bad choice to give up supplies and retreat to Ningxiawei, which has a city wall.

No matter how much material there is, as long as it does not affect the war situation, the loss of some materials is not a big problem.

And if the left striker fails, it will affect the morale of the army.

The most troublesome thing is that once the left front fails, in case Ningxia Wei sends troops to respond, the consequences will be even more troublesome if the defense is empty.

"Zhu Qian's subordinates ......" Yu Qian opened his mouth to give an order, Bai Minghe's hand went to block in front of the scribe, and before Bai Minghe could speak, four or five generals saluted Yu Qian: "Marshal, if you order General Zhu to retreat, I'm afraid it will be ......."

"What are you afraid of?" Yu Qian snorted coldly.

"I'm afraid that General Zhu will be left alone and face the enemy with his life."

"As a leading general, ...... without a fight"

The generals were gossiping, and Yu Qian waved his hand impatiently: "Military orders are like mountains, and there is no affection in front of military orders." ”

"What is the crime of disobeying military orders?" Bai Minghe asked slowly. Yu Qian had a cold face: "Kill and decide!" ”

"Anyway, I don't want to live, go to the enemy army and fight hard. After this battle, the enemy's losses will not be less, and it is difficult to tell the merits and demerits with military orders. The Ming Dynasty is not a Ming Dynasty that relies purely on laws and regulations to restrain the world, that is, the criminal department has laws that are nothing more than human feelings. Lord Yu Qian, I know that you want to keep General Zhu Qian alive, but does he want to live? ”

Yu Qian was silent, he knew Zhu Qian, and he also knew that what Bai Minghe and the other generals said was not wrong.

"But the commander of the Chinese army, in the first battle, he must not trap any army and die, and when it is not a critical time of life and death, he must not order any army to fight to the death, as the commander-in-chief......" Yu Qian was also very helpless, he had the responsibility of being the commander-in-chief.

"I have a thousand feet of ebony!" Shira-chan Crane suddenly spoke.

Yu Qian smiled coldly, don't say a thousand feet of white cranes, as long as this guy is willing, ten million feet will be transported. However, Yu Qian still asked, "What do you mean?" ”

"Long live the text, bloody battle. Set up a hero for the Ming Dynasty, use one life, or hundreds of lives to create a hero. I don't like people to die, but war can't be without death, we have to fight, and morale can't be lowered. It's all veterans of a hundred battles, they know what it takes to survive, and the rest of the generals will let the Watters know how strong we are! ”

Yu Qian thought about Bai Minghe's words very seriously, and nodded silently.

"You're mature, and you're going to use the Mourning Tactics. borrowed Zhu Qian's life to exchange for a backwater. ”

"Yes!" Bai Minghe doesn't shy away from it, that's what he thinks.

Yu Qian stood up straight: "Power generation in the capital, in the name of the commander of the Chinese army, the enemy army is in front of him, and there is no way to retreat." Please allow permission to fight to the death to meet the enemy, and then call the left army on the Wuying Palace, divide half of the troops to rescue, and hold their positions to prevent the enemy from attacking the east and west. ”

The telegram was sent out quickly.

Yu Qian said again: "The white crane of the prison army is willing to sacrifice 10,000 feet of ebony in his personal name!" ”

The telegram was sent, and the white crane said, "I just said a thousand feet." ”

"10,000 feet!" Yu Qian gently patted Bai Minghe's shoulder.

Wuying Palace, Emperor Ming stood up from the throne, he already knew that Zhu Qian would have at least ten times the enemy army in front of him. How long he can hold out is unknown, and behind him are Ningxia Wei and Ningxia Zhongwei. The old generals also guessed the meaning of the big tent of the Chinese army, and specially explained to the Ming Emperor: It's not that you can't retreat, but it's better to retreat than to fight.

"Spread my will, order Zhu Qian, fight for the bloody shame of Tumu Fort, and I will give him a glorious return!" (To be continued......)

PS: I got home, but I got off the highway and went to the wrong intersection......

Miserable......

Ran dozens of kilometers more.

But it's finally a qiē shun lì.

No. 3 will add more to everyone, and let you get a good night's sleep tomorrow.