"Lord, how do you feel?"

Wei Yan responded, and his words and tone fully showed that he was very unhappy with Zhao Tianlun's decision and actions.

Zhao Tianlun did not join the Red Turban Army to start from the bottom, and then through his own hard work and opportunity, he rose step by step, and finally became a prince, holding the power of life and death of thousands of soldiers and horses.

Doing that sounds cool, it seems to be very cool, and it shouldn't be bad to do, but Zhao Tianlun won't do that, unless he is cheap, or he has a lot of time.

Therefore, in the process of collecting troops and returning to the camp, with the help of the dusk twilight, Zhao Tianlun quietly left the team, and then disappeared with the help of the chaos in the camp.

At Zhao Tianlun's current speed, people who are waiting for him really can't find him.

The emotions contained in Wei Yan's words were automatically ignored by Zhao Tianlun, because he knew that Wei Yan was doing it for his good, but he did gain something in this line:

"Old Wei, whether it is the Yuan soldiers or the rebel army, the combat effectiveness is not weak."

"The Yuan soldiers who sabotaged the offensive of the righteous army were not only strong in force, but also fearless in death; As for the rebels, with the mobile fortress as a base, the fight is also impressive, and it seems that the Tanbu cooperative tactical rebels are playing very well. ”

"Lord, this is the Red Turban Army, not an ordinary rebel army, but also the elite of the Red Turban Army, of course their combat effectiveness is not weak;" Wei Yan quietly corrected Zhao Tianlun's mistake, "As for the Yuan soldiers, this Yuan soldiers are Dong Junxiao's subordinates, who have experienced a series of bloody battles, and can be described as the elite of a hundred battles, so naturally they should take a high look." ”

However, Wei Yan was also quite surprised by the mobile tanks that appeared in Mao Gui's army, because although this kind of siege weapon was simple, it was very practical, and the cost was not large.

The materials for the mobile fortress can basically be found in the village, and there is no need for a skilled worker or craftsman, even a layman can make a mobile fortress.

With a mobile fortress, the casualty rate of the besieging soldiers will be greatly reduced, although the mobile fortress has a large target, it will be attacked more, but unless there is artillery hundreds of years later. Otherwise, the return artillery of this era would not have been able to target such a mobile fortress.

"Old Wei, how is our training here?"

"Lord, we've only been training for half a day." Wei Yan was a little speechless, "Half a day, how much effect do you think it should be?" ”

Zhao Tianlun smiled, waved his hand, and left quickly.

Wei Yan is emotional!

It's understandable to think about it. Wei Yan is not an otaku, this guy is a soldier, and the platform of the soldier is the battlefield, and now the battlefield is on one side, but Wei Yan can only be bored to train on the side, sitting and watching him Zhao Tianlun dominate on the battlefield-

If he were Wei Yan, he would also have emotions!

Out of sight is clear, Zhao Tianlun hopes that his disappearance can make Wei Yan's mood better.

……

Due to the appearance of the participants, Weijiazhuang was spared the fate of a quick death, even though Mao Gui dispatched troops. After a day and night of wheel warfare, they also failed to break through the walls of Weijiazhuang and break through the defenses of Weijiazhuang.

On the contrary, Dong Junxiao took advantage of the cover of night to launch a counteroffensive on the occasion of the exchange of battlefields of the Red Turban Army's Mao Guibu!

The Yuan soldiers did not lack war horses, so it was still the cavalry that attacked from Weijiazhuang!

The hatred for the Yuan soldiers made the Red Turban Army still have the strength to fight, but the timing of the Yuan soldiers' choice to attack was too coincidental, and it was the node of the Red Turban Army's round battle.

Will you continue to retreat, or will you return to fight again?

The attacked Red Turban Army did not receive orders from the front. And the deep night also made them unable to see the banner in front of them, and the melee slowly turned into a retreat, and the retreat quickly evolved into a rout, and finally a rout on the whole front!

There are many reasons for the rout. But from the perspective of Zhao Tianlun, the most direct observation of the rout is the blazing bonfire on the battlefield.

Campfires can not only illuminate but also indicate directions.

When piles of bonfires were broken up and extinguished, the unstoppable exclamation of the Red Turban Army came from the battlefield, and this exclamation reached ** with the acceleration of the extinguishing of the bonfire, and finally formed an endless tide -

Even if you are outside the battlefield. Thousands of meters away from the battlefield, Zhao Tianlun could still hear the shouts of the landslide and the ground cracking!

Defeat is like a mountain!

Zhao Tianlun did not participate in this battle, of course, Zhao Tianlun, who witnessed this battle, was drenched in cold sweat -

Ya, fortunately, my brother didn't participate!

Why is the Red Turban Army, which fights bravely during the day, so vulnerable at night?

Zhao Tianlun didn't know the reason, but Qi Wanshan and Liu Yanqing knew it, because the two of them were now pitying each other for the same fate and were hugging their heads and crying.

The attacking Yuan soldiers led the area with points and fought slowly with speed, so that the retreating Red Turban Army turned into a rout, and the attacking Red Turban Army turned into a retreat.

Dozens, hundreds of Yuan soldiers chased thousands of Red Turban Army and slashed wildly, and these Red Turban Army only knew how to hold their heads and scurry, and did not dare to look back!

It wasn't until the Yuan soldiers were really unable to continue that the fiasco of the Red Turban Army came to an end.

In the case of defeat, even if Zhao Tianlun has the strength to turn the tide, he can't stop thousands of cowards who have lost their fighting spirit, let alone these deserters who have fallen into madness!

In order to survive, these cowards did not dare to wave their swords and guns at the Yuan soldiers, but they did not hesitate to stab and stab the weapons in their hands into the little friends in front of them who blocked their way!

In order to flee for their lives, they did not hesitate to stomp over their partners......

Two steps away, there is a gap, but they turn a blind eye!

Why is this happening?

"This Nima is not scientific," Qi Wanshan leaned sluggishly against the wall of the station, looking at the starry sky in a daze, "How many limelight and waves have passed, how many thousands of troops and horses have survived, how can it be destroyed in the hands of a group of mud legs?" ”

"This Nima is not scientific......"

"Lao Wu, you are so aggrieved!"

Qi Wanshan was chattering over and over again like Xianglin's sister-in-law, and Liu Yanqing also lost the mind to comfort Qi Wanshan, although the two of them are good friends who have burned their feelings, but now he also wants to cry without tears-

Qi Wanshan's brother died, and his was no exception!

Qi Wanshan's brother was stabbed to death by the rebels from behind, and his was trampled to death by hundreds or thousands of pairs of big feet under his eyelids!

If you want to talk about grievances, he is even more aggrieved!

"Okay, it's no wonder that others," Liu Yanqing took a step ahead to get rid of the grievances in his heart, "Count their fates, people are going to die when they live, this is their fate." ”

"But why isn't that the case during the day?" Qi Wanshan couldn't figure it out, "These mud legs are also very brave during the day." Even if they are defeated by the Yuan soldiers, they will not be defeated. ”

"Day and night are different," Liu Yanqing has been in contact with the Red Turban Army for a longer time than Qi Wanshan, so he knows more, "The influence of the Righteous Army is not good. Therefore, most of them suffer from night blindness, and once attacked, they are prone to blowing up groups. ”

Nyctalopia?

Qi Wanshan was completely speechless-

The undefeated participants were killed by a group of mud-legged people suffering from night blindness......

This is really embarrassing!

……

"Mao Gui is too anxious," Wei Yan was not surprised by this. "Since ancient times, night battles have rarely been held, not because the generals didn't know how to take them by surprise, but because night battles were too risky."

"Yes, if you fight at night, your vision is limited, and you can't distinguish between east and west, north and south," Zhao Tianlun also figured it out, "When you don't know the enemy, it's easy to panic and be afraid." ”

Wei Yan glanced at Zhao Tianlun in surprise. Because this is also what he just figured out, he didn't expect Zhao Tianlun to think of it too, but thinking about Zhao Tianlun's identity, Wei Yan also knew it in his heart.

"Lord, that's not all," Wei Yan sighed, "Born in troubled times...... Not to mention the troubled times, even if it is a prosperous era, the people at the bottom can only get enough food. Nutrition can't keep up, which one is lacking...... That vitamin A, so the common people in ancient times generally suffered from night blindness, and it was difficult to see clearly at night. ”

Nyctalopia?

Zhao Tianlun couldn't cry or laugh. Could it be that the reason why Mao Gui's night attack failed miserably was only because of night blindness?

But looking at Wei Yan's expression, Zhao Tianlun found that it seemed that this was the real reason.

★★★★★

The Red Turban Army garrison is in mourning. A large number of wounded and sick were moaning in pain.

In the tent of the station, the lights were bright, and Mao Gui was frantically deploying troops.

After the disastrous defeat of the night attack, Mao Gui stopped the large-scale operation against Weijiazhuang, and instead changed to a small group of men and horses, giving up the plan of attacking overnight.

Mao Gui knew that he had made a big mistake, and because he was anxious, he lost his troops.

Mao Gui didn't know when Meng Yuan's reinforcements for Dong Luxiao would come, but he believed that they would come, because it was impossible for the Mongols to be without smart people.

If it is protracted and cannot be solved by the time Dong Junxiao's reinforcements arrive, there will be no more chance, and at the same time, this matter will also deal a fatal blow to the morale of the Red Turban Army.

Under the influence of one another, this Northern Expedition may also end without a problem, and Shandong will usher in another round of attack by Meng Yuan.

In the night battle, there were not many dead in the battle, but there were many wounded, some were accidentally injured by their own people, and some were accidentally injured by themselves, but ......

Even if these people recovered from their injuries, Mao Gui did not dare to throw them into the battlefield, because they had already been frightened, and in a short period of time, these people were not suitable to enter the battlefield.

Count the wounded, and then arrange these people to the rear for placement, and at the same time, this placement cannot affect the combat effectiveness of the rear battalion, after all, Mao Gui could not judge when and where the enemy appeared.

"Step-ancestor," Mao Gui rubbed his eyebrows, dispelling the tiredness from his mind, "The current situation is like this, although we have surrounded Wei Jiazhuang heavily, however, we are also surrounded by Meng Yuan on three sides, and the enemy may appear at any time. ”

Mao Gui is not very old, only in his thirties, and the step-ancestor who discussed the military situation with him is Mao Gui's confidant and favorite general, with left and right arms, and is known as Mao Gui's Tota Heavenly King by Mao Guijun.

"Dashuai," Xu Jizu is known as the King of Tota, but he is not very old, "There is Wuqing in the north, Jiang Ku in the east, Wang Kuai in the west, and Song Xi guards the east. ”

Wu Qing, Jiang Ku, Wang Kuai, and Song Xi are known as the four heavenly kings of the Red Turban Army Mao Gui, these four people are not only strong in martial arts, but also brave and strategic, and they are Mao Gui's right-hand man.

"Don't be careless," Mao Gui glared at Xu Jizu, "Today we forgot about the blindfolding, so we lost a big defeat, fortunately we established a strong garrison, and there were not many Yuan soldiers who attacked, otherwise we would have completely lost this battle." ”

The Continuation Ancestor was silent, because tonight's battle was also what he tried his best to advocate, and if he was to be held accountable, he would be at least half of the responsibility.

"Don't let your guard down just because the East Road is our way to come," Mao Gui sighed, feeling that he still needed to point it out, although he didn't quite believe the news that came inexplicably, "There is news that someone is going to be unfavorable to me, and they are going to pick peaches and rob us of the fruits of victory." ”

"Someone, Dashuai, you tell me, I'll cut him down!" Xu Jizu was furious, "Could it be Liu Shuai and them?" If Liu Shuai wants to do this, then we will stand on our own! ”

I can't help but think so, because Liu Futong's development has really been too bad in recent years, as the first righteous person, although he has been supported by the righteous army from all walks of life, he has also attracted Meng Yuan's attention and become a thorn in Meng Yuan's eyes and a thorn in the flesh.

What if Liu Futong sees that Shandong's development is good, and really wants to come over to pick peaches?

Could it be Liu Shuai?

Mao Gui didn't have a score in his heart, because he received news that there were people in the Red Turban Army who were unfavorable to him, but he didn't specify who it was.

Liu Futong......

There is this possibility, after all, the Great Song Dynasty regime needs a stable base, although Shandong is easy to attack and difficult to defend, but it is also a stable place, but ......

Mao Gui knew in his heart that the reason why Shandong had the advantage of the Red Turban Army was because Liu Futong attracted the main energy of Meng Yuan in Henan, and if Liu Futong came to Shandong, he was afraid that Shandong would immediately become the focus of Meng Yuan's purge.

Liu Futong should not be so unwise, jumping from one pit to another.

If it wasn't Liu Futong, who would it be?

"Marshal, the last general understands."

Xu Jizu finally understood why Mao Gui asked him to be vigilant and pay attention to the East Road, because, if someone from the inside seized power, he would definitely take this road, only this road was relatively safe, and other roads needed to pass through the area of Mengyuan, which was too dangerous.

……

The sky is getting brighter, and the battle has not yet begun, but there are already shaking figures on the battlefield, there are Yuan soldiers, and there are also red turban troops.

Both sides are cleaning up their own victims, of course, both sides are also exercising restraint, a hundred paces apart, if the corpses are staggered, then wait for one side to clean up before the other side enters.

Respect for the war dead is one thing, and on the other hand, it is to clean up the battlefield and remove obstacles for the next offensive.

The Yuan soldiers needed to clean the moat, and the rebels needed to remove the bodies of their dead brothers.

No matter how hard-hearted he is, stepping on the corpses of his companions will seriously affect the morale of the army.

And the corpses of the dead in the war can also arouse their fighting spirit for the Red Turban Army.

When the corpses were transported back from the front of the battle, passed through the garrison, and were placed in the rear, a heavy murderous aura brewed and rose in the garrison of the Red Turban Army, and the anger rushed to the bullfight, and it soared into the sky.

As a traditional Confucian scholar, Dong Shuxiao naturally couldn't see this scene, because he didn't understand and disdained the so-called hope theory, but, as the commander of the unified army, he judged from the movements of the Red Turban Army garrisons on all sides-

Today will be the day that will decide the winner!

Today, it will be......

A ray of light shone directly on Dong Junxiao's face, making him feel dizzy.

Raising his hand to cover his eyes, through his fingers, Dong Junxiao suddenly found that the eastern sky was blood-red, like a splash of blood, which made people palpitate.

How much blood will it take to stain the sky red? (To be continued.) )

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