Zhu Jinghong is very self-aware, he knows very well that when it comes to marching and fighting, he is no more experienced than these people, and it is extremely necessary to work together.

Everyone expressed their opinions one after another, and during the period, they inevitably fought for each other.

Zhu Jinghong listened roughly and at the same time was thinking about how to make good use of the infantry behind.

Probably the day after tomorrow, these people will be able to reach the governor's office, which is more than 200 miles east of their present defensive line.

Zhu Jinghong is not a professional in cavalry, but he is really an expert in the North Fourth Guard and the Jingying Infantry Army.

In Zhu Jinghong's view, it was extremely feasible for the infantry army to form a defensive line and block or even encircle and annihilate the cavalry.

Therefore, strategically speaking, it is a completely executable strategy to let the cavalry retreat alternately and introduce the Dzungar cavalry into the middle of the bar.

The so-called reason why it cannot be retreated is not a problem at all in Zhu Jinghong's view.

As long as the enemy army can be effectively killed, it is worthwhile and necessary to lose ground temporarily, and if the emperor is guilty of this, he can only say that there is no pattern.

When Zhu Jinghong thought of this, the scene was already noisy, so he snorted coldly.

"I roughly understood what you just said, and I fought back and forth...... There is only one thing to say, and that is who is the Lord! ”

Everyone thought that Zhu Jinghong was absent-minded, but seeing that he really understood the situation, everyone felt more and more relieved.

"I thought about it carefully, and I still think that our army should retreat, so that the army can be preserved!"

Seeing that everyone was about to speak, Zhu Jinghong continued: "I know your concerns, I will bear the consequences of this matter, you just have to rest assured!" ”

No matter when, as long as Zhu Jinghong said that he was willing to take responsibility, he never broke his word.

Hearing him say this at this moment, although everyone still has doubts in their hearts, many people have been very moved.

From a purely military point of view, it would have been a very wise choice to avoid the Dzungar edge at the moment.

"Thirteenth Master, this is not good!" Yang Longshan couldn't help but speak, in fact, he was also in favor of a temporary retreat.

"Just do it, I'll explain it to the Holy One, you don't have to worry!"

After saying this, Zhu Jinghong continued: "Now that the enemy army is biting very tightly, all the retreat will be attacked, I mean divide the army into two parts, alternately cover the retreat...... What do you think? ”

In fact, there is a truth to this kind of strategy, no matter how you say it, and the key to the problem lies in the implementation stage.

No matter how clever the strategic idea is, it is useless to pull the hips up and down, so the key depends on the generals.

"Dividing the troops is a big taboo......" Yang Longshan hesitated.

Now that the army is in one place, there is still a battle against Dzungaria, and there is a risk of being broken by each of them if it is divided into two.

For the retreat of more than 200 miles, the cavalry may also charge with all their might, and it will take at least two to three days before and after, which is enough time for a lot of things to happen.

"The whole army will raise more banners to confuse the Dzungars and make them dare not attack easily, and our army will take the opportunity to rush more!"

"If you can be safe and then retreat for a hundred miles, this battle may not be able to be fought......"

"Don't let me say it alone, you all talk about it......," Zhu Jinghong urged.

While they were calculating, the situation on the front line had changed, and the Dzungar vanguard had broken away from the main force and quickly advanced to a distance of more than ten miles from the Ming army.

At the speed of the cavalry's sprint, the distance of more than ten miles was already very close, which meant that both sides were under the threat of the other.

When the scouts realized that something was wrong, they sent the news back to the "Chinese army".

It can also be seen here that in this era of undeveloped communication technology, information transmission has a great lag.

When the news arrived, Zhu Jinghong had already agreed with everyone how to divide the two routes.

As for how to retreat alternately, it is still in the period of intensive discussion.

During the whole process, Zhu Jinghong rarely expressed his opinions, and fully respected the opinions of the generals who led the troops.

"What is the meaning of the Dzungars approaching so closely?" Zhu Jinghong, who learned the news, asked.

"I guess he wanted to entangle us!" Yang Longshan said in a deep voice.

"Do they know we're going to retreat?" Zhou Quanhui asked rhetorically.

At this time, Fan Changchun replied: "I think it's eighty percent...... These people want to use their sharp spirit to crush our department in one go! ”

Fan Changchun's speculation is extremely bold, but it has to be said that it is very reasonable.

In fact, it was not only him who thought so, but also his fellow intellectuals, who had ordered the whole army to prepare for battle.

The news that came back next showed that the Dzungar vanguard was still approaching, and the distance between the two sides had been shortened to a range of ten miles.

Today's weather is okay, plus Zhu Jinghong and the others are on higher ground, so they can already see the Dzungar Department.

Previously, the people were divided, but now they were sure that the Dzungars were about to attack.

According to the latest intelligence, this vanguard army has a strength of six or seven thousand, and it can be said that it has an extremely significant advantage in the face of more than 3,000 cavalry of the Beijing battalion here.

Although Zhu Jinghong had already brought the various units closer, after all, the time for giving orders was relatively short, and the various departments needed time to react, so there was no army nearby that could support the Beijing camp.

Even if the cavalry of Qinghai Xingdu Division, which is closest to each other, is still more than thirty miles apart at this time, the key is that there are enemy troops opposite them, and the speed of action is not fast at all.

In other words, if the opposite side wanted to attack, the Jingying cavalry could only resist the opposing cavalry alone.

At such a close distance, and people have made up their minds to attack, retreating can only be driven away.

"According to what I just discussed, you will return to the headquarters as soon as possible, and urge all departments to speed up and get closer as soon as possible!" Zhu Jinghong got up and said.

"Yes!"

Everyone also knew that the situation was urgent, so they left one after another, and Fan Changchun went down the mountain to organize a formation just now.

An army of 3,000 men lined up, the entire line was about a mile wide, and the soldiers were making final preparations.

Regardless of the mentality before, before the war, everyone looked solemn, because no one knew whether they would survive the war.

When Zhu Jinghong led the guards to the front line, Fan Changchun and the others were suddenly shocked, for fear that Zhu Jinghong would personally participate in the battle.

If there is something bad about this, he Fan Changchun is only afraid that the whole family will be finished.

"Thirteenth Master, how can you get to such a danger, the sword has no eyes, if you are injured, ......"

"Commander Wan, I know the measure, just to take a look!"

At this time, Zhu Jinghong had already changed into a full set of armor, bows, crossbows, knives and guns on both sides of the saddle, and he looked like he was going to the battlefield, how could Fan Changchun be deceived by his words.

"Thirteenth Master, if you have a good one, the ministers will be to blame, if you insist on going to the front line, the ministers can only retreat without a fight and escort you to a safe place!" Fan Changchun said with a serious expression.

Zhu Jinghong also said in a deep voice: "I'm just saying a few words, I'll leave after speaking, you don't have to worry!" ”

After glancing at several colleagues, Fan Changchun finally responded: "Please also ask the Thirteenth Master to give instructions!" ”

Zhu Jinghong replied: "Although there are many people on the other side of this battle, the armor and weapons are inferior to our army, as long as you work together, you will be able to defeat the enemy!" ”

He actually wanted to go back to the battlefield, after all, he was wearing double heavy armor, and he was not afraid of arrows and enemy cavalry spears.

After crossing over for so long, he has never reached the limit of his body, and he is somewhat unable to hold back at this time.

Now that Fan Changchun's words are blocked, Zhu Jinghong can only stop and temporarily make up some high-sounding words.

"On the opposite side is the vanguard of the enemy army, defeat them in one fell swoop, defeat their sharpness, I will give you the first credit!"

Zhu Jinghong wanted to kill the enemy's sharp spirit, and the leading general who happened to be opposite also thought so.

Zhenwei Zhongwei is the most elite cavalry of the Ming army on the front line, and the Dzungars also want to eat it in one fell swoop.

In this way, the morale of the Ming army will be lower, and it will be easier to clean up.

"Lord Wanhu, the Ming army has been arrayed, when will we attack?"

The one who is called Wanhu is the Dzungar pioneer general Darza, who is the zero henchman of the Dzungar young master.

"Start the formation, stop when you are five miles apart, then rest for a moment, and then attack!"

After all, they came in a hurry, and although one person brought three horses, he lost some horsepower after all, and it was necessary to rest.

When Dzungaria entered the five-mile range and began to repair briefly, Fan Changchun keenly grasped the fighter plane and ordered the army to move forward.

He knew the purpose of Dzungaria's stop, so he would not give the other party time to rest, but chose to take the initiative.

This also made Zhu Jinghong see that this commander of ten thousand did have some courage to dare to take the initiative to attack when his troops were insufficient.

Slowly moving forward from the beginning, the cavalry began to increase speed as the distance closed, until finally entering the state of charge.

The Dzungar side also paid attention to the situation of the Ming army at any time.

Fan Changchun's initiative to attack somewhat surprised Darza, so that he had to order the whole army to prepare for an attack.

With the same routine, Darza's side is also slowly speeding up, ready to compete with the Jingying side.

"Send a message to the warriors of the tribe, kill one Ming army and reward two slaves, kill two and give gold, kill five officials to be promoted to the next level......"

These incentives have been communicated before, but this does not prevent them from being used to boost morale.

On the other end, Fan Changchun was also boosting morale with his subordinates, but he was not talking about silver but glory.

This is not to say that there is no reward for officials, but these things have been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and there is no need to take them out again.

The soldiers of the Beijing camp have to rely on their families even if they die in battle, so they have no worries and are indomitable when they start the war.

On the hillside, looking at the two teams approaching in front of him, Zhu Jinghong's expression showed melancholy.

Although he has confidence in Zhenwei's central defender, after all, his own forces do not have an advantage, and no one dares to pack a ticket whether he can win or not.

"Lord Wang, it's already a battle, we should withdraw!" Zhang Zhongxiang, a hundred guards, reminded.

After the first round of engagement, the Dzungars will be on their side, and it will be easy to be spotted if they get too close, so it is naturally better to withdraw and avoid at this time.

Zhu Jinghong understood the reason, and when the two sides were fighting, he hit his horse and dodged to the side of the battlefield.

In fact, there were more than 200 of his accompanying guards, all of whom were good at the standard-bearers, and the equipment was even better than that of the Zhijing battalion, so it was definitely not easy to take them down.

So if you want to talk about danger, it's actually not that dangerous.

When they withdrew, the first round of the confrontation had also ended, and the Dzungars on the scene had left more corpses, but the losses on the Jingying side were not large.

This result greatly boosted the morale of the people in Beijing and made them more confident.

"Brothers, kill ......" commanded Fan Changchun to lead the charge.

On the other end, Darza's face was extremely ugly, brandishing his saber and rushing forward.

"Kill them all......" Darza roared.

Although nearly 200 more people died, it had little impact on the strength of the Dzungar side, so Darza was still full of confidence.

In fact, the army he led also belonged to the elite soldiers of Dzungaria, and the will to fight itself was very strong.

The men and horses on both sides continued to rush and kill, and soon two more rounds passed, and the battle situation was already in a scorching state.

Although the men and horses of the Beijing camp are heroic, it is a great drain on the manpower to rush back and forth, and it is inevitable to be tired at this time.

There are many people on the Junggar side, on the contrary, the physical consumption is not large, and the number of dead people has not collapsed, which also proves that they are elite enough.

Prior to this, the Beijing camp faced other Dzungar armies, although there were times of hard fighting, in most cases, the enemy army could be scattered and crushed in less than two rounds.

So now, these Dzungars have not collapsed under the huge casualties, but Fan Changchun is a little worried.

"How many people have we lost?" Fan Changchun asked in a cold voice.

"More than 400 people ......"

"How many enemy troops are there?"

"About ...... 1,200 to 1,500 ......"

You must know that the army commanded by Darza is also elite, and Zhenwei Zhongwei has a very rare record in this battle loss ratio.

Fan Changchun was very uncomfortable at the moment, and Darza, who was opposite him, was also uncomfortable.

The army was broken in two layers, and it was actually on the verge of collapse, and it was all thanks to the strong bullet pressure of the overseer team, and now the army formation has not collapsed.

"Tell the warriors that with this final blow, we can defeat them once and for all, and victory will only be ours!" Darza yelled, and he was speaking to himself.

"Kill ......"

As Darza swung his saber, the Dzungar cavalry attacked again, and the cavalry of the Beijing camp on the opposite side also began to charge.

Both sides of this matter are at the end of the crossbow, and the competition is to see who can't hold on to the collapse in the end, so this confrontation is even more tragic than the other side.

In the current state of war, Zhu Jinghong also sees it in his eyes, and he is as anxious as the accompanying guards.

"Guys, they need support, or ......"

Without waiting for Zhu Jinghong to finish speaking, Gao Hong, the guard of the hundred households, said: "Lord Wang, you can't risk your life!" ”

Zhang Zhongxiang also said: "Lord Wang, if you have a bad pool, it will be difficult to redeem the death of the ministers!" ”

Who knew that Zhu Jinghong drew his bow and arrows, put down the iron armor, and then said: "The front line is under my command, if the Beijing camp is defeated, so that the whole line is defeated, what face will I have to see the saint?" ”

"I will go alone, you don't have to follow ......"

After that, Zhu Jinghong didn't say a word, and rushed forward directly.

If a new force joined, he was ninety percent sure that the Dzungar army would collapse, so he made this decision.

After he rushed out, the guards had to follow, and to ensure that they rushed faster than Zhu Jinghong, they had to give up everything to ensure the safety of this master.

Although there were not many people of 200, the smoke and dust brought up were so large that it was impossible to figure out how many people came.

And the banner of the Ming army at the front, the Dzungar people can see it clearly.

Zhu Jinghong's eyes were also searching for the flag, and soon he locked on to the banner of Darza, and led the guard station straight to its location.

Between the sprints, Zhu Jinghong shot more than a dozen arrows in a row, each arrow could take one or two lives.

As he rushed into the enemy line, he switched from a bow and arrow to a mounted spear, and then swung it wantonly.

At this moment, he turned on his full horsepower, and his strength value was full, and every swing of his rifle would sweep him down.

The whole body was covered by heavy armor, although he would also be hit by the enemy, but it did no harm to Zhu Jinghong at all, which made him feel a lot more settled.

"Cool......"

Zhu Jinghong went on a rampage and became the tip of the spear of his team, leading the guards to tear the enemy open.

"Who's going to reinforce them?" While fighting, Fan Changchun asked the guards.

"It's His Royal Highness King Xiang, and he's almost under the banner of the enemy!"

Hearing this, Fan Changchun was frightened, but now that Zhu Jinghong was involved, he could only accept the reality.

"Brothers, the Thirteenth Master personally rushed to help, and our army will win!"

The addition of the new force greatly encouraged the soldiers of the Ming army, who were struggling to support, and then broke out with stronger combat power.

In the direction where Zhu Jinghong was, as he rampaged like chopping melons and vegetables all the way, the enemy army in Dzungaria near him was already scattered.

And Zhu Jinghong's goal is always the banner in front, he wants to take down the leading general of the enemy army this time and take the first credit of this war.

"Killing ......" brandished a riding spear, and Zhu Jinghong rushed to kill more and more heroically.

(End of chapter)