Chapter 491 Chapter Zero: I will personally lead the troops in this battle

The front line is the front line after all, although Zhu Jinghong has the heart to entertain, but compared to the extravagant banquet in the Guannai, it is not half a star.

Of course, Zhu Jinghong's reception banquet, even if he drank gruel, no one dared to make him bad behind his back.

After the banquet ended, Zhu Jinghong returned to his bed.

He didn't live alone in his sleeping tent, for example, at this time, he welcomed out of it from inside.

"Thirteenth Master, you are back, I have something to tell you!"

welcomed Zhu Jinghong into the tent, and Nuo Min handed him tea.

"Thirteenth Master, I'm ......"

Nuo Min wanted to speak and stopped, seeing her appearance, Zhu Jinghong smiled and said, "It's your father's business!" ”

"Yes!"

After answering, Nuo Min said while changing Zhu Jinghong's clothes: "The thirteenth master is strict in governing the army, and my father didn't satisfy you, it's his fault......"

"But I know that in recent days, my father has been strictly reorganizing the army, and he has not slackened in the slightest......"

Nuo Min babbled and said, Zhu Jinghong actually didn't listen carefully, he was just enjoying the sobriety at the moment.

"Thirteenth Master?"

"Hmm!"

"Are you listening?"

"In!"

"I also hope that the Thirteenth Master will be more lenient to his father, and our Mubu Alliance is loyal and diligent to the court and to the saints......"

Seeing that Nuo Min was getting more and more energetic, Zhu Jinghong finally couldn't help but speak: "Okay...... I know what you mean, and I don't mean to blame your father! ”

"It's also for his good to say a few words to him, if he doesn't strictly control his subordinates, he will be robbed and killed...... I don't know how many people will die! ”

After confirming that Zhu Jinghong was not really angry, Nuo Min hurriedly replied: "The thirteenth master has taught me a lesson, but I don't know the depths!" ”

"But I know your depth!" Zhu Jinghong smiled slightly, and hugged Nuo Min easily.

"Thirteenth Master, do you want it again tonight?"

While his hands were busy, Zhu Jinghong asked rhetorically: "Why not?" ”

Just as he put Nuomin on the bed, planning to fight, the eunuch's voice came from outside.

"Lord, the princess of the capital has sent a letter!"

Of course, Zhu Jinghong had to read Baochai's letter, so he let go of Nuo Min again, causing the latter to show a resentful gaze.

Outside the tent, Zhu Jinghong took the letter from the eunuch, and then tore open the seal and took out the letter.

Although it was clear from the secret record that this was a secret letter, the beginning of the letter shocked him and made him choose to read the letter on the surface first.

"The surname Zhu is powerful, you are the first soldier to rush to the battlefield, no one in the world knows your prestige, but the battlefield swords have no eyes, if you have a bad body, we should ......"

The meaning of the letter is very straightforward, simply put, it is to reprimand Zhu Jinghong, but Baochai said it is reasonable and well-founded, so that he can't argue at all.

After laughing, Zhu Jinghong began to decipher the contents of the letter according to the set rules, and then he couldn't laugh anymore.

"Princess Rui unites with Jing Ting to seek the throne of the princess!"

Seeing this, Zhu Jinghong's eyes were full of coldness, he felt that he was low-key enough, but he didn't expect that the sixth old yin was still unwilling to let him go.

But he didn't think that now he is strong and strong, and he is extremely strong, and he is also the emperor's concubine, how good these three points add up.

In a sense, the sixth person is the weaker side, and now he is forced to start a self-defense counterattack.

So Zhu Jinghong immediately wrote back, but he only wrote one page, which was his justification for his behavior.

But according to the secret language, there are only four words: "Thou mayest decide thyself."

He believed that Baochai's command could handle this matter, so he fully authorized her to act on her own.

"Sixth, sixth, wait for me to return to Beijing...... If you don't clean up your bastard, I'll have your surname! ”

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Orthodoxy in the twelfth year, the third day of the ninth month.

On the northwest wasteland, the cold wind became more and more cold, and the soldiers stared at the strong wind marching, and their skin was cracked one by one.

Even as a Junggar young master, a general with tens of thousands of troops on the front line, the zero is no better than an ordinary soldier.

Zero is thirty years old this year, and he has been in the army since he was twelve years old, so he can definitely be called an old soldier.

Over the years, he has participated in and commanded many battles, and has won and lost both big and small battles, which has also developed his cunning personality, and he has been nicknamed the "Wolf of the Northwest" by his subjects.

So all along, in the set of marching operations, Zero is very confident.

This time in the war with Ming Ting, his father made him the main general of the front line, and this was the first time he commanded so many soldiers and horses.

At first, Zero was apprehensive, after all, he was facing the behemoth of Ming Ting, but after fighting with Ning Huanxiang repeatedly, his self-confidence was "cultivated" again.

In the end, he also directly beheaded Ning Huanxiang himself through intelligence analysis, which made him even more overjoyed, and evolved from self-confidence to arrogance.

Everything is going for the better, but what happened continuously after Ning Huanxiang's death made Zero feel that he might be a fool.

There is no way, who let him be beaten by the fledgling Zhu Jinghong all the way, and the pursuit and annihilation battle was stunned into a war of annihilation.

When the news reached Ili, his father, the Great Khan of Dzungaria, sent a special envoy to scold him.

Although he was wounded, Zero was still strong, and after regaining the morale of the army, he made a new battle plan.

"Young master, although the Ming army is aware of it, it is still not too close, it seems that the frequent movements of our army in the previous time have already confused him!" A Wanhu said.

Like Darza, this man is also the Zero's henchman, commanding a powerful cavalry.

"Not necessarily, who knows what kind of calculation that kid from the Zhu family is making!" Zero shook his head.

"The two plans rely on each other, if they are strictly guarded against food and grass, they will turn around and attack the Jurchen Division, and take advantage of the advantage to annihilate the Jurchen Division!" Zero said in a deep voice.

"Young master, when are we going to do it?" Wan Hu asked.

When to do it, in fact, every moment now, in the eyes of zero, can be done.

The reason why he still confronted the Ming army was because Zero had not yet made up his mind, and he had really been beaten out of the shadows before.

Now that he was asked, Zero knew that it was time to make a decision, otherwise when Zhu Jinghong pacified the Tushetu Khanate, and the logistics and supplies would be unimpeded, then Dzungaria would be in big trouble.

At a higher level, their recent defeats have greatly affected the morale of Zazak and other countries, and Dzungaria urgently needs a big victory to boost the confidence of their allies.

Otherwise, when the three kingdoms of Zazak are defeated, then Dzungaria will be in danger.

Maybe you can ask the Rakshasa Kingdom to intervene...... Zero came up with such an idea.

But this was his father's concern, and his only task now was to win the next battle.

"Just today...... It's sunset! ”

This time was chosen very trickily, in order to have a surprise effect, at least the ten thousand households who asked were very surprised.

"In this battle, I will personally lead the troops to boost morale!" Zero said with a serious expression.

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The sun was setting in the west, and the various units of the Ming army were still on their way, and everything was no different from before.

Of course, this is only on the surface, from the guards to the various armies, it is already a situation of looseness on the outside and tightness on the inside.

On the evening of the first day of September, Zhu Jinghong agreed that the Dzungars would take action, and now two full days have passed.

Dzungaria's troop movements are still frequent, and normal raids and harassments are continuing, but there is no sign of a major battle.

And this increasingly abnormal situation also made Zhu Jinghong firm in his judgment, thinking that the Dzungars were playing tricks.

On the hillside, looking at the soldiers preparing to camp below, Zhu Jinghong muttered in a low voice: "Dzungar people, they will definitely do it, they will definitely ......."

"Absolutely!"

Zhu Jinghong said this to the staff officers, and even more so to himself.

At this moment, there is still news coming to him, but it is all handled and analyzed by his staff officers.

Eight of his staff officers set up a table next to him, some of them analyzed and discussed, and some changed the annotations on the map.

Although their map is large, it only shows a radius of 100 miles, so it is very detailed.

Such maps are changed every two days to match the current topography.

"Agula Wanhu, move ten miles south!" Feng Ziying frowned.

At this time, someone corrected: "Wrong...... He moved thirty miles north today! ”

Feng Ziying replied, "That's right...... But in the past few days, he had moved about forty miles north, which was roughly the same distance as our army, but today they were ten miles less north! ”

At this time, someone realized the problem and immediately said, "So...... He was ten miles closer to the western flank of our army! ”

Another person said: "In the past few days, they have been moving frequently, and they have been looking for our flaws, and this kind of thing happened two days ago!" ”

Feng Ziying stood up straight and said solemnly, "But...... Agula Wanhu is the first direct jurisdiction! ”

The few people present also knew what these meant, so they quickly reached an agreement and told Zhu Jinghong about the situation.

"You're saying they'll do it tomorrow?" Zhu Jinghong asked.

"Exactly!" Feng Ziying replied.

Looking at the sky, Zhu Jinghong said: "In my opinion, they will return to their own way and choose to do it today!" ”

Zhu Jinghong's guess was even bolder than several staff officers, but the young people present thought about it for a while and felt that it was very likely.

"Immediately issue an order to let all departments tighten up inside and outside to prevent the enemy from robbing the camp!"

"Yes!"

Before coming to the map, Zhu Jinghong asked, "What do you say...... Where will they hit? ”

The Dzungar side was all cavalry, so they had the strategic initiative and could choose how to fight and when to fight.

Zhu Jinghong's question is normally two options, either the Qinghai Xingdu Division, which is close, or the Jurchen Division, which is a little farther away.

However, Zhu Jinghong still believed that these people might attack the grain and grass, and if they succeeded, they could collapse the morale of all the troops of the imperial court.

"The two guards of the Beijing camp issued an order, so that they should be especially on guard!"

"Yes!"

"Give another order to Zhenwei Zhongwei, and let Shi Chong's troops return to the south side of the Tibetan tribes, so as to support the two guards of the Beijing camp at any time!"

"Yes!"

At this time, Feng Ziying asked: "Thirteenth Master, if you want to support, why don't you let Zhenwei Zhongwei all go over?" ”

"We have scouts, don't the Dzungars have? A large number of troop movements may be discovered, and then they will not come! ”

At this time, everyone realized that this master was not fighting a defensive battle, but a war of annihilation against Dzungar.

The military order was conveyed by its own herald, and after Zhu Jinghong paced back and forth, he pointed to the southwest of Xiaowu's left guard, Yulin's right guard, where there was a blank space for defense.

"Pass Xiaowu left guard, Yulin right guard, let them each transfer twenty artillery, each cannon with ten shells, march to the southwest for five miles to set up an ambush, if the enemy is coming, bring up the pass, then fire artillery from the rear to attack, ten can abandon the artillery and retreat!"

If the enemy army wants to attack grain and grass, it has to go through the gap between the Qinghai Xingdu Division and the Jurchen tribes, and Zhu Jinghong ordered people to set up an ambush here.

Forty artillery pieces, a total of 400 flowering shells, in addition to the death of the Dzungar cavalry, can greatly shake their morale, so that the pressure on the two guards of the Beijing camp will be much less.

"Yes!"

"Keep an eye on enemy movements!"

After giving this command, Zhu Jinghong stepped aside, and his eyes looked to the northwest, and more than thirty miles away was the army of Dzungaria.

At most, the sun will set for more than half an hour, will they do it? Zhu Jinghong is still thinking.

Everything just now is just speculation, and no one knows what will happen next.

He can only rely on the latest intelligence to decide the next move of the army.

In fact, Zhu Jinghong's first message had just been in place, and the three elites of Junggar launched a surprise attack, targeting the gap between the Qinghai Xingdu Division and the Jurchen Division.

The gap between the two fronts can be said to be that there is no defense, so it is easy for the Dzungar side to break through.

In order to prevent the pursuit of these two fronts, other Dzungar cavalry also entered the battle, pinning down the Qinghai Xingdu Division and the Jurchen tribes from the front.

The Dzungar young lord is zero, and he is in the middle of the Agula Wanhu, and he is at the forefront with him.

So far, everything has developed smoothly, and they easily broke through into the "hinterland" of the Ming army, and the grain and grass of the Ming army are more than ten miles ahead.

At a distance of more than ten miles, the cavalry attack is a matter of ten minutes.

They will not fight with the two guards of the Beijing camp, but mainly for the purpose of burning the grain and grass, and the most difficult level to complete the plan has passed.

The cavalry galloped all the way, and at this time it was time to save horsepower, and what was needed was speed.

More than 10,000 cavalry galloped, and soon crossed a small hill, and the two guards of the Beijing camp were five miles ahead.

When Zero continued to gallop forward with his men, he didn't notice that on the small hill behind him, the artillerymen who were lying in ambush had undisguised themselves and began to prepare for firing.

"The handsome man is like a god, brothers...... It's time to make a difference! ”

"Fire!"

The long-range range of the cannon is more than two miles, but the target is basically gone.

But the density of cavalry in front of the front, whether there is an accurate head or not is no longer important.

Thundered...... The cannon began to roar.

And after firing the first shot, these pro-army soldiers immediately began to reload and fired the second shot as quickly as possible.

Because flowering shells were used, and the cavalry in front was everywhere, each salvo could kill and injure dozens of people.

For tens of thousands of troops, it is actually nothing to kill dozens or hundreds of people, but the roar of artillery from behind cast a shadow on the entire battle.

There is no doubt that the sharpness of the Dzungar cavalry was affected by this cannon.

But the galloping army could not stop at this time, so Zero did not give the order to fight back.

But a thousand households at the back of his team risked disobeying military orders and ordered his subordinates to turn around and fight back.

Although the order was given, it was very troublesome for the army to turn around, which gave the artillerymen time to continue to output.

A volley was fired second, and seeing that someone was chasing after him, the two artillerymen mounted their horses and ran, and the artillery was discarded.

Seven volleys caused nearly 300 casualties, which played a very large role.

When the Dzungar cavalry felt it, there were only a few dozen artillery pieces left in place, and it was unrealistic to take away these iron lumps, and it was very troublesome to destroy them.

was so angry that the Dzungar led thousands of households to scold, and in the end they could only turn their horses around and catch up with the team.

(End of chapter)