Facts have proved that Zhu Zhanyan still thinks about the war too simply.

The war did not say that it was a succession of battles, and it was only a preliminary stage of contact, and the Tatar spies could not return, and the enemy situation had not been figured out, how could they attack rashly?

They don't know the other conditions of the Ming army, how can they not know the approximate number of people? This is more than 400,000 people, plus the war horses and grain and grass, not to mention the artillery and firearms of the Shenji Battalion, it is difficult to think about it.

The gap between friend and foe is huge, and even if Benjamin is a fool who can do such a thing as a killing, it is impossible to hit a stone with an egg.

The information obtained from the Ming outpost this time was actually a small wave of Tatar cavalry, numbering no more than forty people, and all of them were one man and two horses, and it was obvious that the situation was investigated through the high mobility of the cavalry.

However, the Ming army was not without gains, and captured three people and four horses, after all, the Ming army also had cavalry, and the 3,000 battalions commanded by Zhu Gaoxu, Zhu Zhan's son, were mainly cavalry.

"Tomorrow morning, cook at midnight, set off at midnight, don't get up late." Zhu Gaoxu, who had just been called over by the old man to discuss the matter, came to his son's side as soon as he finished.

"The outpost has found traces of the main Tatar force, if there is no accident, tomorrow, the day after tomorrow at the latest, the two armies will face each other, don't run around when the time comes, follow the old man!"

"As long as you follow the old man, you will be fine, at least you will be fine until the old man has something, do you hear!"

Although he is obsessed with power, Zhu Gaoxu is still a father in the end, and he still feels sorry for his son.

This son has been frail and sick since he was a child, and even the old man who is often angry with him will not reprimand Zhu Gaoxu in front of Zhu Zhanyan.

It's not a struggle in Yingtianfu now, although there was tension at that time, no one would really kill anyone, they were all attacking the opponent's momentum and camp.

But now it's a real battlefield, the sword has no eyes, and it's not uncommon to get hurt, if you're not careful...... It is also possible to lose your life.

"Got it." Zhu Zhanyan didn't have any idea of refutation, and nodded obediently.

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As the news spread that it was very likely that there was really going to be a direct contact with the enemy, the Ming army camp was also invaded by dullness, and although there was no shortage of hippie smiles from people with big hearts, it was always difficult to drive away the heavy atmosphere.

The next day, at the end of the day.

Before dawn, the Ming army had already begun to make food, and at least hundreds of thousands of main troops had to be fed in an hour, which was not a small task.

Zhu Zhanji was also pulled up by his father early in the morning, and then he met his cousin Zhu Zhanji who came to find him.

"Grandpa sent someone to say that the two of us will follow his old man's side today, don't run around."

Originally, during the three-month march, Zhu Zhanji was greatly influenced by Zhu Zhanji, and he had long lost the childish steadiness and dullness that he had when he was in Yingtian.

But now, the news that the two armies were about to fight still made him return to the appearance of the emperor's eldest grandson when he was in Yingtianfu.

Zhu Zhanyan nodded, and followed his cousin to the handsome tent.

Although it was necessary to eat, war was undoubtedly physical work for the soldiers, and it was impossible to eat too much before going on the field, just like in later sports competitions.

The old man was obviously not in the mood, but he ate a little to ensure that he ate, and other than that, he looked like he had no appetite.

Zhu Zhanyan didn't have any thoughts about eating.

War is just around the corner, whether it is expectation or fear, but one thing is very clear to Zhu Zhanyan, that is, he really wants to see with his own eyes the most exciting cavalry charge and infantry coordination of this era.

An hour, a full two hours.

Zhu Zhanyan had never felt that time was so difficult before, but this time he almost pulled his fingers to get through these two hours.

"Drumming the Army!"

At that time, it was already a little later, and the old man gave the order.

Soon, before the time for half a stick of incense was reached, the soldiers left behind tents, pots and stoves and everything else they didn't need for a head-to-head confrontation and headed in the established direction.

The more than 200,000 people are not in vain, except for the transportation of grain, grass, baggage, and escort of prisoners of war and booty, packing up is their most common thing.

With a little excitement, Zhu Zhanyan squeezed something in his arms tightly and followed closely behind the old man.

The reality seems to be deliberately playing with Zhu Zhanyan.

At the beginning, Zhu Zhan Yan felt that he was going to fight when he left the pass, but after leaving the pass, he marched all the way to the Yuqu River and never fought, and he didn't even see the shadow of an enemy.

When he arrived at the Yuqu River, he found out four Tatar spies, and Zhu Zhanyan thought that he was going to fight, but the result was in vain.

It was almost certain that there was going to be a battle now, but it had been almost an hour since the departure, and there was still not a shadow of the enemy to be seen.

Zhu Zhanyan only felt that his legs were no longer numerous, and he was still somewhat reluctant to ride a horse with a ten-year-old body, but it was okay for a short time, but he couldn't stand it for a long time.

turned his head to look at Zhu Zhanji next to him, although he was still clinging to the horse's back, it could be seen from the expression on his face that he was not very comfortable.

"Three thousand battalions advance ten miles further!"

Suddenly, the old man's voice attracted Zhu Zhanyan's attention.

"Yes!" Zhu Gaoxu, who was in charge of commanding the 3,000 battalions, immediately broke away from the team.

"The five military battalions have slowed down and are preparing to occupy and level positions for the Shenji battalion!"

"Yes!" Zhu Gaosui, the king of Zhao, responded, but did not leave, but took a blue order flag from the Jinyi guard on the side and handed it to Chen Mao, the Marquis of Ningyang.

"The left and right posts are subject to three thousand battalions, occupy the position!" The old man's orders still did not stop, and they were issued one after another.

"Yes!"

Ningyuanhou He Fu and Wu'an Hou Zhengheng were ordered to leave.

"Pioneers stay vigilant, find a suitable location on their own, and always pay attention to reconnaissance!"

"Yes!"

Vanguard General Liu Jiang was ordered to leave.

"The Shenji Battalion follows behind the Fifth Army Battalion, giving priority to erecting a swarm of rockets, and then leveling the position and setting up artillery!"

"Yes!"

An Yuan Hou Liusheng, who was in charge of commanding the Shenji Battalion, received the order and immediately left with the Shenji generals Hou Yong and Chen Zhi.

"Jin Yu, Li Wen! The two of them are not affiliated with the Fifth Army, observe on their own, and act when the opportunity arises! ”

"Yes!"

Yingyang general Jin Yu and chariot general Li Wen were ordered to leave.

As the old man's orders were issued one after another, the huge Ming army moved slowly and orderly, and Zhu Zhanyan looked at the old man who was non-stop but did not affect the order, and his eyes lit up.

Is this the prelude to war?

Is this the pre-war arrangement?

Is this the Emperor Yongle and his tiger and wolf division?

Zhu Zhanyan only felt that the blood in his body was boiling, as if he was about to break free from the shackles of blood vessels, the barrier of flesh and skin, and gush out.