Originally, the four guards of Wuxiang and the soldiers and horses of the five cities, who were forbidden in the palace, took over the gates of the capital division on the same day.

The 60,000 people stored in the Beijing camp and the more than 50,000 people recruited were combined with the King of Qin to ride 50,000 horses, a total of 160,000 horses, and the Xuanfu defeated troops that Zhou Shangwen went out of the city to collect brought back more than 20,000 people, barely 180,000 people, numbering 200,000.

The camp in Beijing was exhausted, and in the original history it was forced out of the city gate by the Jinyi guards, and when they went out of the city, they all did not dare to move forward.

The light cavalry of the 50,000 Qin Kings also traveled day and night, and they barely arrived at the capital division after several days, and their physical strength had not yet recovered.

At this time, the role of the more than 2,500 soldiers mobilized by Zhou Shangwen a few days in advance also came into play.

This elite army is a banner that calms people's hearts.

Because these people all know that there is really something, it is also Zhou Shangwen's more than 2,000 soldiers who go first, if Zhou Shangwen is defeated, they will run away directly, after all, it is their own territory, and the timidity in their hearts has begun to gradually dissipate.

The Ming system was 3,000 people in a battalion, but these 100,000 people were only divided into 20 battalions of soldiers, and each battalion was arranged in a row for a company battalion.

The rest of the people are mostly responsible for transporting baggage transportation.

In other words, the people who can actually participate in the battle are actually the 2,000 soldiers under the command of Zhou Shangwen and the soldiers of the Qinwang of the Six Prefectures and the more than 10,000 elites of the Beijing camp.

Looking down from the air, Zhou Shangwen's more than 2,000 soldiers galloped between the battalions like sheepdogs, coordinating the marching routes of the battalions so that the Ming army as a whole was orderly and performed its duties.

Behind each battalion, several branches extended backwards, and mules, horses, and men carrying bags of grain and straw and equipment were continuously transported to each battalion.

No matter how the military formation changes, the more than 2,000 people under Ma Fang's command will always set aside a path to reach the Chinese army camp.

In the event of a war, these twenty squads can be concentrated in the Chinese army at the same time.

Although each battalion and each department has its own division of labor, if the "family soldiers" win, the 180,000 people behind them will immediately turn into hungry wolves and pounce on them to fight a good battle, in fact, it is also artificially creating a large-scale "stampede", which is really vigorous and tenacious, and if they are defeated, these people will also feel that they have enough time to react and flee for their lives.

This is a set of almost identical tactics summed up by the Mongols and the Ming Dynasty in the past hundred years.

The only difference is that there are fewer people and more horses.

This method of warfare has no name, although its combat effectiveness has dropped by more than one grade compared to Zhu Di's time, but this tactic also has an advantage that Zhu Di's tactics are far from being able to match.

- Save money.

The big army in the middle, after all, the main content of this work is to walk and run, usually you can go home and plant, nothing is too delayed, deduct some military pay and endure it, it's a big deal to run faster, and the biggest source of income for these people has become the harvest picked up when fighting a tailwind battle, picking up a head is eight taels of silver, even if the chief pinched some in the middle, it is also a sure profit to leave three taels of silver, after all, the annual expenses of a family of five are only five taels of silver.

The main thing is safety.

War means chaos, turmoil, and military disasters together, no matter what, there is always order in the army than outside, and there is something to eat, and when the war is coming, the commander will not be too much for his subordinates, so at the end of the Yuan Dynasty and the end of the Ming Dynasty, there will be so many people who drag their families to join the army.

This is a sense of security that the landlords outside cannot buy with money, and it belongs to the poor alone.

As for the shortcomings of this formation, of course, it is also very obvious, because it requires the opponent's cooperation to play this way to save money.

Once someone creates a new way of playing, then they can only lose once, and that time is naturally the elite spelled out by the elite of the nine sides, winning will win, and losing will be over.

And behind those family soldiers were Zhu Xizhong, Xu Yande, Zhang Rong and other nobles in Beijing.

This is also what Zhou Shangwen is most eager to teach them.

The most important thing in shepherding is the training of sheepdogs.

"His grandmother's, after noon, she took turns to let the madman remove and replace Zhu Xizhong, didn't they understand? Zhu Xizhong is hiding in the back? ! ”

"Tell Xu Yande that if the people of his Xu family can't keep up next time, they will be directly engaged in military law, and his Xu family will have a future anyway!"

“……”

After receiving the order of the cabinet, Zhou Shangwen determined the strategic idea, 200,000 people crowded into such a small place on the outskirts of Beijing, and he was not afraid of the emptiness of the other three cities.

As long as the cities can last for an hour or two, it will be enough for Zhou Shangwen to rush over and steal the camp.

Now Zhou Shangwen's main task is to search for the main force of Alta and try his best to trap Alta to death south of the Great Wall.

The Chinese military tent was filled with Zhou Shangwen's scolding voice, and outside the tent galloped in addition to Zhou Shangwen's family soldiers, there were also Lu Bing's cavalry.

The march of the army is the most neat time in the queue, and it is also the easiest time to find people, and when he noticed this opportunity, Lu Bing began to search for Zhu Zaili's traces in full swing.

Lu Bing knew that the reason why his milk brother worshiped him as the deputy general of Pingyu was to let himself ensure Zhu Zaili's safety.

…………………………

The Ming army was in the rear army.

Although it was the people who were the first to go out of the city, after the main force left the city, Zhou Shangwen adjusted the deployment in time and put all the people in the rear army.

As the army marches.

Zhu Zaili looked at the people around him with excitement and said something.

"I heard that there are 100,000 people coming from the Tartars this time, 100,000 people! If we can eat all the 100,000 people we answered this time, we will be able to give our descendants at least 50 years of peace! ”

There is no prince of the Zhu family who does not respect Zhu Di.

Drive Hulu for 3,000 miles, and the tiger is better than the past.

"Fifty years of peace is enough for our grandchildren to enjoy."

When Zhu Zaili said this, many people's eyes followed with longing.

Even if they don't have the concept of "fifty years of peace" in their minds.

Only the young man who had been following Zhu Zaili asked honestly: "What about fifty years later?" ”

The faces of the people who had been looking forward to it immediately turned into smiles.

The corners of Zhu Zaili's mouth couldn't help twitching slightly, and his momentum also became shorter.

"Fifty years later...... Fight again in 50 years. ”

A young man named "Chen Hu" followed Zhu Zaili's side and smiled: "It's so good, it's like cutting leeks, stubble by stubble." ”

If it weren't for the fact that he knew something about Chen Hu and knew that he really didn't know and didn't pretend, Zhu Zaili felt that this was yin and yang and blamed himself.

That Chen Hu has also been following Zhu Zaili, because following Zhu Zaili seems to have endless stories.

Chen Hu admires such a person from the bottom of his heart.

An older middle-aged man looked at the two little dolls in front of him and sighed.

"It would be nice if it could negotiate peace, after all, fighting a war will kill people, alas, why doesn't the court negotiate peace, obviously the big guys have fought enough."

Hearing someone mention this, Zhu Zaili's eyes lit up.

"Can you blame Da Ming for this? Do you want to know what the story I heard is? ”

The people around him also came to their senses.

"Tell me about it."

"I can't complain about this matter, he can be called an unworthy son of man!"

"In fact, the imperial court also has the idea of peace, in the eleventh year of Jiajing, I agreed to negotiate peace, but in the twelfth year of Jiajing, he sent people to Datong to commit a mutiny, Datong almost lost, Jiajing entered the Kou in the nineteenth year, and Jiajing licked his face in the twentieth year to negotiate peace."

"The most outrageous thing is the twenty-fourth year of Jiajing, guess what?"

Everyone looked at each other in confusion.

"In the twenty-fourth year of Jiajing, Zhu Chongzhuo, the general of Fengguo in the Daifu, had just assassinated our Ming Dynasty's Daizhao King with a Tartar on the front foot, and he sent an envoy to the Ming Dynasty to make peace."

"We have been founding the country for more than 100 years, just such a prince who died under the Tartar knife, they just killed someone, so they are embarrassed to make peace!"

"Can the Son of Heaven endure it? Directly show the head to the public, and pass the head to the nine sides. ”

Everyone nodded their heads again and again.

"His grandmother's, I've never heard of such a thing in ten miles and eight towns, the front foot killed your family, and the back foot came to the door to worship the handle, this is the head let the donkey kick, right?!"

"Dog Tartar, not a son of man!"

(End of chapter)