"What is this sent?"

In the Wei County camp, Lan Di held a hand stove in his hand and walked into the Chinese army camp, not to mention that he was confused about what was suddenly sent by logistics, at least he didn't know how to use it at all.

"Huai Lu, don't underestimate this thing, the effect is still good!" Zhang He took out the same hand stove from his coat pocket.

"The age is not forgiving, the fire is prosperous, others can't do anything, the fire is small, I can't stand it, with this problem, it will be solved, the first batch of 3,000 pieces, I will deduct a hundred pieces, and you have to give me the rest!"

The equation wanted to fight guerrillas, but the furnace fell into Zhang He's hands, and he already had a lot of ideas in his head.

Now it's time for verification!

After the verification is passed, he may be able to sweep Yue Pengju out of Hexi before the year.

In the face of the weather, manpower is useless, and the appearance of the stove provides favorable conditions for outdoor warmth, and it is only necessary to organize support troops from the north to the south, and they can be outdoors for a long time.

"How do you use it?"

The fire burned vigorously before, and the results of the previous performance were not badly written, but as long as you have a little understanding of the war, you know that they just hurt the skin of the Song army, and it is just a point of exaggeration.

With the perennial preparation and the blessing of transportation capacity, Yue Pengju can follow the long winter and penetrate deep into Hexi like a nail.

Yue Pengju is firmly established, Han Shizhong, Zong Rengui, and Li Gang can move.

Randy had the heart to burn it, but the weather of outdoor shit was wet and cold to the bones, and even he, a true northerner who came down from Youzhou, couldn't stand it.

"Didn't anyone tell you?"

"Drop your things and run, and you can't find anyone, otherwise I won't have time to run to you!"

Everything is equal, the wind chill is strong at night, the cold is heavy in the early morning, and the soldiers and horses who attacked at night did not lose much, but they were sick and lay down a lot.

Especially in this joint that has been burned by fire, it is very troublesome to deal with.

"Who can be blamed for this, what is the reputation of your battalion in the camp now, don't you know it yourself?"

Randy is very easy to use, but Randy is not easy to manage, including his subordinates.

One by one, they are arrogant and arrogant, and they don't know how many things they have done since they moved into the camp.

But whoever let this be the northern military horse is the bird.

Heaven is not convinced, the earth is not convinced, reciprocal revenge is engraved into the bones, although the southern warriors will also retaliate, but people still talk a little bit of discipline, but the north is completely different, completely hack one to death without losing, kill two big profits, how do you let them integrate?

"Fighting away, how can you blame me, in the final analysis, it's all jealousy, jealousy of Benhou's achievements in Youzhou." Randy said disdainfully.

In terms of danger, the Song Dynasty was greater than the Mongols, the Mongols were greater than the Jin Kingdom, and the Jin States were greater than the steppe wandering tribes.

Individual combat effectiveness is just the idea.

The soldiers and horses who came from the north, facing a group of Song people who were soft and collapsed on the frontal battlefield and would only do tricks behind their backs, their violent temper came up directly.

"Okay, I'm too lazy to tell you, take a look at it yourself, it's expensive if you understand it!"

Throwing the instructions on Lan Di's face, Zhang He lowered his head and did things.

"The enemy advances and I retreat, the enemy is stationed and disturbs me, the enemy is tired and I fight, and the enemy retreats and I chase? Is this the stuff that everyone summed up? Lan Di's eyes burned, and the next person was already lying on the handsome platform.

Lan Di, who commanded a mixed cavalry battalion of 1,000 people and commanded thousands of cavalry and steppe cavalry guerrilla warfare, was definitely the first gear of the Wu Dynasty in terms of guerrilla ideas.

If it weren't for Randy himself, who didn't want to get out of the front line and enjoy the process of charging into battle, he would have been raised as a commander and trained a long time ago.

The sixteen-character mantra of guerrilla that I see now can be described as a comprehensive idea, and even the blood in my bones is boiling.

"Equation!"

Pushing Lan Di's old face away, Zhang He said angrily.

"Equations?"

"Talent!"

"People are not talents, but you don't need to admit it, Huailu will provide space for outdoor activities, logistics will provide you with enough things, take advantage of the cold wave has not completely fallen, during this time, I don't need those people to sleep well!" Zhang He's eyes narrowed slightly.

Chu and Han competed, and a few songs of Chu Di could disintegrate the fighting will of Xiang Yu's elite soldiers in a hundred battles.

The martial artists can't follow suit, but they can make the Song people sleep badly.

It is human nature to fall asleep, it is good to persist for a day or two, and after a long time, the army of the Song Dynasty, which is out of reach, Zhang He wants to see how Yue Pengju breaks it.

Brushing the stove in his hand, Lan Di smiled, "If this thing is really useful, I promise that Song Jun won't want to fall asleep for a good night's sleep until the next game is warmed up on a large scale." ”

Night raids, disturbing the camp, this is the subject of cavalry training in the Wu Dynasty, when facing the Jurchens, every night there are thousands of horsemen running around the two armies without stopping, if you don't fight, just the sound of the war horse rushing is enough to make people not sleep.

In order to solve this tactics of mutual torture.

On the battlefield of Youzhou, the forces of all sides were very scattered, and there were as many as 100 rangers swept out day and night, and the entire battlefield covered three or four hundred miles.

The Song Dynasty chose to start when the harsh winter came, and the time choice was not to take this step into account, hoping to block the disturbance of the camp by using severe cold, wind and snow.

For now, Song Jun's goal has clearly been achieved.

"As long as you keep them awake, we can eat them all before the wax moon!"

What is cocooning?

When the Song Dynasty counted the time, it theoretically abolished the means of disturbing the camp of the Wu Dynasty, but who would have thought that at this time, it would be sent to the outdoor furnace to keep out the cold.

Now the camp of the Song Dynasty only considers the layout of guarding against night attacks and fire attacks, and a large number of soldiers and horses are gathered together.

The snow has fallen, the roads are frozen, and even if they are scattered now, Yue Pengju may not be able to do it.

……

Late at night, the Song Dynasty camp was full of shouting and scolding, and countless people were awakened by the sound of horses' hooves in the distance.

"What's the situation, the martial artist is crazy, disturbing the camp in this weather?"

Cao Dingzhen put on a cloak, walked out of the residence, and looked at all the soldiers who were alarmed nearby, and the whole person was irritable, "Don't you know that this is a thousand wounds to the enemy and eight hundred self-losses?" ”

This is the fourth time tonight.

People on the battlefield themselves are highly vigilant, and no one dares to really sleep to death, but they will wake up when there is wind and grass, but it doesn't mean that they don't need to sleep.

"Young master, the marshal, please come over!"

The Cao family came over.

In the face of the sudden disturbance of the camp of the Wu Dynasty, the Song army was much puzzled by this.

Theoretically, the current temperature, not to mention not wearing armor, the whole body is wrapped in fur, people can't stay outdoors for an hour, the cavalry situation is also bad, and the face that needs to be exposed to the air for a long time is the hardest hit area by frost.

What the hell is it, they can't sleep well at most, and the elite cavalry of the Wu Dynasty who can camp at night may be about to amputate.

"Watch the temperature in the tent, I'll be back soon!"

Cao Dingzhen, who was angry about getting up, kicked the snow twice hard, turned around and walked towards the Chinese army camp.