At first glance, the situation is indeed very good, but if there is no such a natural shelter from the wind, you don't need to think about it, as long as the Outer Mongolians want to, they can set foot here in an instant.

Although the river is frozen now, Huo Zhongtun is only one entrance and exit due south, and he only needs to face enemies in one direction.

However, if the vast majority of the troops are really deployed in Pingqiantun, there will be enemies in all directions, and it is necessary to guard against various areas, and the manpower will be insufficient, and it will be even more stretched at that time.

Zhao Ming seemed to win easily every time he fought, and that was because he only faced one enemy every time.

As a classic quote, always allow yourself to face one enemy at a time!

Even if you lose, it's not a matter of strategic planning, but something else.

After all, two fists are hard to beat four hands, and Zhang Kai's proposal is wonderful, but it can only be done when the Central Plains has a large ammunition reserve and a mature battlefield bunker.

And Zhao Ming can't do these at all, there is not enough ammunition, there are not enough manpower, and it is even more impossible to build a fortress in a short time, unless the Outer Mongolians are fools and let them build fortress fortifications under their noses.

"Can't you just kill the captives? So many captives can't eat it, and they waste our food in vain, and they have killed a hundred! ”

The monkey suddenly said this, but as soon as he finished speaking, he looked around and saw that the silence around him was terrible.

Everyone looked at him with the expression of a fool.

It makes sense to kill one or two, so many captives have been killed, and Zhao Ming is not an official of Lao Song's level.

Even so, the relationship between China and Outer Mongolia is still in a very ambiguous state.

The southern authorities very much want to pull Outer Mongolia back into their own territory, and although Outer Mongolia is clamoring for the establishment of a state, the southern authorities do not recognize this kind of thing, and it has not yet been widely recognized by the international community, so there is still room for maneuver.

Not to mention Zhao Ming, even if Lao Song wanted to reproduce the scene of Fengxiang City killing prisoners, it would be impossible.

Not only will it cause an international uproar, but there will also be no room for maneuver on the Outer Mongolian side.

Although Zhao Ming himself knows very well that Outer Mongolia will definitely draw a clear line with China in the future, but this kind of thing has not happened now, he can't do it, unless he wants to be scolded to death by future generations.

This is typical, don't be this bird before it happens.

Therefore, this is the reason why Zhao Ming wants the captives to mine, he can't keep these captives for nothing.

Since you have to be two or five boys after all, then I will collect some interest first.

"Well, Brother Zhao, what you said is reasonable, but what should you do now? Could it be that we can sit here and eat nothing? ”

Zhang Kai frowned, he couldn't move, the food problem was imminent, and even if the Outer Mongolians didn't look for trouble, they wouldn't be able to survive.

"Of course you can't do nothing!"

Zhao Ming shook his head and groaned slightly, before continuing,

"Wait is waiting! Now I have two plans, one more conservative and one more radical, but it depends on what the authorities in the south say! ”

Zhang Kai thought carefully and said suspiciously, "You mean, what the principal said?" ”

"Hmm!" Zhao Ming nodded and said with a smile, "In the end, we are still pawns with small arms and legs, and the big guy above doesn't speak, so we can't do too much." ”

"What the hell do you want to do? What if the headmaster's side is heated with rhetoric? What if it's not intense? ”

Zhang Kai said vaguely, feeling a little bad.

He just came over to get a soy sauce and took it from Zhao Ming to see if he could make some more money, but he didn't want to be sent to a military court because of this.

Not only did Zhang Kai feel that something was wrong, but the rest of the people, except for the monkey, all felt that Zhao Ye seemed to have something to say.

Seeing everyone's eyes brushing over, Zhao Ming grinned.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Forget it, I'll talk about the conservative strategy first, it's very simple, grind slowly!

It's still what Brother Zhang said before, although we can't choke the other party's neck, we can send a ranger to raid the opponent's material escort team.

But this method can be one or two, but it is not three, and it is easy to be ambushed by the Outer Mongolians if there are too many times.

So there is an old saying, so that a crying child has milk! ”

"What do you mean?"

"Huh! Of course, I cried to the top, I, Zhao Ming, am not a good person, I am here to shelter the people, no need to spend? ”

Zhao Ming's idea is actually simple and simple.

It is to send people to the Zhangjiakou Metropolitan Government to cry and ask for all kinds of materials, and if there are no materials, you have to get a little wool out.

Whether it was money, food or military rank, Zhao Ming received it all.

is not afraid that the other party will not give it, Zhao Ming estimated that the Outer Mongolian people suddenly went south, not only were they stunned, but they were afraid that the Dutong Mansion was even more confused than him.

"What if they don't give?" Zhang Kai asked rhetorically, he has never seen the faces of his superiors, and sometimes everyone has to pick and instigate.

"Don't give it?"

Zhao Ming grinned, "Do they dare?" Now the Outer Mongolians have heard that they have hit Chazhong, right?

If we stop for a period of time and do nothing at all, believe it or not, the Outer Mongolians will continue to increase their troops to the south!!

In less than half a month after going south, they had already lost three flags one after another, and tens of thousands of troops had lost them.

What would you think if you were a coach in Mongolia? ”

"I...."Zhang Kai was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment and then said, "I should think that there is no hope for going south this time." ”

"That's right! What if there is no hope? Zhao Ming continued to ask rhetorically.

"Should.... Should.... Will plunder as much as possible..."

Zhang Kai's voice was a little dry, he understood.

If they don't come out at all, they just let the other side continue to transport supplies from south to north, and see a large number of harvests and a steady stream of battle reports from the front. If he was the commander, he would definitely not be able to help but continue to increase the troops in the south and speed up the raids.

After all, there is a high probability that this trip south will be a failure, and in this case, it is better to scavenge for resources as much as possible.

And if they are not active on their side, they just let the other party deliver supplies, and the other party will definitely become more and more emboldened, not to mention completely ignoring them.

There will certainly be enough strength left to resist them, and the rest of the troops will be sent to the south to maximize the benefits.

And if Zhang Kai decided by himself, he would even directly relocate the base camp to the front line of Chazhong.

However, for security reasons, it is safer for the base camp to continue to be stationed on the periphery of Chabei, and there is no fear that the back road will be cut off by them.

"So, they dare not give us supplies?"

Saying that, Zhao Ming looked at Wang Er and the old grandson.

"Without further ado, if you want money and food, you have to do it as soon as possible, and this matter will trouble the two of you to make a trip."

The choice of these two people is purely because Wang Er is obedient, and the old grandson is a person who will cry miserably.

When I first saw the old grandson, this old boy was quite good at crying poor, but after all, he didn't follow him for a long time, and he still needed someone to keep an eye on him.