Chapter 349: The Ming Army That Can Cut Wood

The five people in the forest didn't wait for dark, in fact, not even an hour, Rong Qi slapped back and forth at the edge of the forest, and carefully investigated the surroundings, and after coming back, he assured Chen Minzhi very firmly that the Tartar was definitely gone. Please use the pinyin domain name of this site to visit us.

However, if you don't go far, will you turn around and come back, Rong Qi didn't say, and the others didn't ask. Sun Lun and the others were not originally born as scouts, but at this moment, under the guarantee of Rong Qi, whose skills in the rivers and lakes are comparable to a scout, they can't help but believe it.

Whether the Tartars have gone far or not, this is not a question, whether they will turn around and come back, this is not a question, the question is, at this moment, after the imminent crisis disappears, what should they do, whether to walk out of the forest and chase in the direction of the march of Zhao's garrison's soldiers and horses, or to return to New Ngee An immediately, this idea, except for Chen Minzhi, the people present can take it, but others can't take it.

"Master Chen, no matter which direction we go, I'm afraid it will depend on our two 'legs'!" Rong Qi reminded that there were dead horses lying on the ground outside, and those Tartars would not be so kind, and they left them with tools to travel.

"Are you going back to New Ngee An?" Chen Minzhi pondered, "When I return to New Ngee An, in addition to being safer, it will not be beneficial to my own plan, even if these Tartars have some actions, this New Ngee An soldier may not be directed by himself!" ”

"Let's continue to move forward, Lord Zhao's soldiers and horses are also foot soldiers, and the action may not be much faster than ours, and when we arrive in Lord Zhao's army, everything is naturally safe!" Chen Min made up his mind.

Everyone obeyed the order, waited for a while, and then embraced this Chen Minzhi out of the forest, until Rong Qi returned to the high slope where he found the Tartars before, and determined that there was indeed no enemy as far as his vision could reach, and everyone then accelerated their pace and walked forward, despite this, everyone still avoided the road to prevent being caught off guard by the Tartar cavalry that appeared again, in this plain and wilderness, without the shelter of the forest, even if a few of them worked hard, they were definitely not the opponent of more than ten cavalry.

They don't know, even if they are indeed walking much slower than Zhao Gui's military horses, but Zhao Gui's military horses are not waiting for them in the same place, at this moment, the soldiers who have eaten and drunk enough and recovered their 'spirits' have slowly moved towards the direction guided by their generals, if nothing else, before dark, Chen Minzhi and the others can only rush to the camp where they are staying for a short time at most, and the army has advanced to a place less than ten miles away from Wakda.

At this time, a step rider' Mixed brigade, on both sides, each with hundreds of cavalry guarding the flanks of the army, from time to time there are knights from the ranks of the team, the other side's snooping Tartars intercepted and killed, in the four or five miles of the army marching, it is definitely the opponent's scouts can not reach, this kind of battlefield shelter, the horse team of the hill, do a good job, those in the previous battle that broke Bush's insufficiency, did not catch much of the battle, at this moment one by one held their strength, screaming, as long as the Tartar scouts appeared in the field of vision, it doesn't matter if you are three or five, and it doesn't matter if you see the brigade of the Fengzi battalion turn around and leave, they will rush over with a roar, a big weasel saw the posture of the little 'chicken'.

The arrogance that the Tartars have cultivated on weekdays has made them pay a terrible price at this moment. When these Tartar scouts opened the game with these Ming army brigades, they found that the Ming cavalry chasing after them was not much more numerous than them, and the unconvincing momentum suddenly poured out. On weekdays, they chase others and kill them, but they, when, this position is reversed one by one.

So, they stopped and tried to give these few Ming troops who didn't know how to advance or retreat, some of them a taste. But as soon as they stopped, they soon realized that it was the biggest mistake they had ever made, but they had little chance to correct it. After a few rows of deafening noises, the Tartar, who was lucky enough not to die, rode on his horse, and saw the last picture of his life was a few iron 'sticks' with the sound of the wind, swinging at him.

"Mr. Qiu Qian!" Zhao Gui rode on his horse and looked at the sun: "Our army set up camp in front, and called the brothers of the horse team to take turns to rest, I think, even if we don't go to find those Tartars today, I'm afraid that if we can't wait for tomorrow, those Tartars will come over at night to run the 'door', and your horse team can have to raise 'essence' and accumulate combat power!" ”

"Lord Garrison, this, the last general naturally knows!" Qiu Shi replied with a big grin. Although he is here, it is under Zhao Gui's control, but if Zhao Gui also points out how his horse team fights, he will definitely not be too comfortable in his heart.

It's already the end of the day, and I don't know if it's a moment or two, but if you don't set up camp at this moment, if the sky is dark, and the Tartars come to steal the camp, it will be a disaster. The Fengzi Battalion, which has not yet gained a stable foothold, despite the support of the horse team, is not an optimistic thing in the face of the impact of thousands of troops and horses in the dark.

Zhao Gui was a little worried in his heart, when he came out of Xinyi'an, because he knew the distance of the destination, in order to seek speed, most of his soldiers advanced lightly, and the number of auxiliaries in the entire team was compressed to a minimum, as for those tents, grain and grass, there was no need to do much hope, now it was camping, and they had to cut wood from the nearby woods.

The soldiers, just according to the usual practice of the Fengzi battalion, each brought three days' rations, and the musketeers, each of them only had twenty rounds of gunpowder in the ammunition 'medicine' bag on their waists, this situation, for Zhao Gui, he really couldn't find a reason to rest assured.

A surprise battle, suddenly turned into a pursuit battle, and also, to guard against the Tartars biting back, according to the scout's report, the number of Tartars in the town in front of them is not necessarily much less than the soldiers and horses of the Fengzi battalion. As soon as he thought of this, Zhao Gui felt a little depressed in his heart.

How did he send the order to this way, this is not like his usual 'sex'. Is it because of the depression of returning from several unsuccessful attacks, or can't see Qiu Shi's triumphant face, Zhao Gui doesn't know, but at this moment, he doesn't plan to delve into this reason, since he is here at this moment, thinking about it is useless, even if he orders the withdrawal of the army at this moment, the risk of the Fengzi battalion facing the back of the Tartar is so great, it is better to camp on the spot.

I was a little caught off guard, the Tartars in the town in front of me, this feeling must be stronger than myself, the Fengzi battalion is no longer prepared, the current use, support two high-intensity battles, that is no problem, and behind him is his own base camp, the heralds have already gone to Xinyi'an, even if it is slow, at this time tomorrow, their reinforcements will arrive. If these Tartars do not fight tonight, or tomorrow, then by the time they want to fight, the chances of victory will be even smaller.

"Tell the brothers, Li Qianhu Mu Qianhu they have already set off from New Ngee An, this group of Tartars, if they are interested, they will run away, otherwise, this is the place where they are buried, our New Ngee An, is not a place where they can come and go if they want to!"

Zhao Gui said to a few generals around him, no matter how much this kind of morale-boosting work is done, it is not too much.

Sure enough, as the generals passed on the words, the movements of the soldiers in their hands were obviously sped up a little, although loud noises were forbidden in the army, but the shallow laughter drifted into Zhao Gui's ears with the evening breeze.

"At this time, an army that dares to fight, this is an army that can fight!" Zhao Gui secretly thought: "This is thousands of tiger wolves, what you want to point to, these tiger wolves will rush forward and knock down all the enemies in front of you, with this group of tiger wolves, why worry about not being able to make contributions!" ”

At the same time, Wakda also expressed the same sentiment. Although he fiercely despised Bush and felt that the other party's statement about the combat strength of these Ming troops was too exaggerated, he still swallowed a mouthful of saliva fiercely when he stood at the most convenient place in the town and watched the Ming army in front of him encamp.

It wasn't because of the drooling 'desire', but at this time, he suddenly felt that his mouth was very dry. This work of camping, every Eight Banners general who led the troops has done it, but those who do some work are slaves, and occasionally when there is a shortage of manpower, there will be civilian auxiliary soldiers who come forward to do it, as for the Eight Banners warriors on horseback under his command, they must be disdainful and can't do this work.

Building a complete camp with sufficient defense is not a problem that can be solved by setting up a few tents on the grassland. First of all, the camp must be built near the river, easy to get water, and secondly, there must be a high enough watchtower, and the fence around it must not only be strong to prevent the enemy from rushing in from the outside, but also have a certain ability to damage, not to mention the big 'gate', the switch should be convenient and fast, and the nearby horse rejection should be enough to prevent the enemy from breaking into the camp head-on. As for the residences of the soldiers in the battalion, they must be in good order, so that in the event of an emergency, the soldiers in the battalion will not be 'chaotic' or 'chaotic'.

In short, this camp is a 'door' of knowledge, and it is also the basic skill that every general must master. However, Rao is Wakda thinks that he has already mastered this 'door' knowledge in this regard, but he is still a little surprised to see that the hard disk in front of him has gradually taken shape in just one hour.

These Ming troops, it seems that they don't use people's husbands, they are all soldiers who do it themselves, look at their speed, look at their efficiency, it seems that they are familiar with their work, do they study this all day long?

"Master Bei, these Ming soldiers are a little capable!" One of the leaders beside him smiled: "Felling wood, it's very capable, this is much faster than those new slaves we have acquired!" ”

"That's all they can do!" Wakda said disdainfully: "Go back, everyone, see how this battle is fought!" ”

Although he looked disdainful, he found that he was faintly uneasy in his heart, those Ming troops in the distance, really only had the ability to cut down trees and build camps? Although he expressed his opinion with disdain, because he did not want to discourage his morale, but, when he thought of his Uncle Dolgon, he felt that he should be more cautious.

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