This marching battle does not mean that there is a beastly nature, and an army that is fierce enough will be invincible. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

From ancient times to the present, there have been countless wars between the Central Plains Dynasty and the northern barbarians. But as long as it is not the end of the dynasty, or when the beginning of the founding of the country is in ruins, and it is impossible to use troops, there are few defeats.

The bloodthirsty, ferocious and fierce is the manifestation of animal nature. But why were the troops of the Central Plains Dynasty who came from the peasants able to win the battle and defeat them?

Regardless of the Han and Tang dynasties, their opponents the Xiongnu and the Turks were all in their heyday, not in their weakness. It's all a hard-fought battle, and the battle is won. And when it was like the Han Dynasty, it was more to win more with less, and this is what the Han Dynasty said when the five nonsense was said.

Obviously, it is not ferocious and animalistic that can sweep the world.

Otherwise, the brave and ruthless rangers and Jiangyang thieves were all filled into the army, wouldn't they be invincible in the world?

Although the beast is fierce, it is like the beast, he can fight if he can beat it, and he will run away if he can't beat it. You can only fight with the wind, and once you have a setback, the situation will take a sharp turn for the worse.

What the army needs is not bestiality, but blood. The difference between this is that people need to suppress and abandon it, and the other is what people must have.

In addition to blood, discipline is the first. Rather, it is necessary to train military discipline until it is forbidden to do so. Swift as the wind, Xu as a forest, aggression as fire, immobile as a mountain, difficult as yin, moving like thunder. The general is like an arm.

There is a mountain in front of him that collapses, it is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, and when an order is given, he also goes to the soup and fire.

And to practice such military discipline, with clear rewards and punishments, it is placed in the first place.

First of all, it is necessary to get the soldiers to agree. Soldiers don't agree with you, no matter how you train, you're an egg. Clear rewards and punishments are the first and most basic means for generals to make soldiers agree.

When the soldier agrees with the general, he will not hesitate to obey the order. Among them, rewards and punishments are clear, and grace and power are given, which is the core.

How to perfectly express the combination of rewards and punishments and grace and power, this lies in the personal style of the general. Every famous general in ancient times has his own characteristics and style, from Wu Qi, Xiang Yu, Han Xin, and even Huo Quzhi, Wei Qing, Li Guang, all of which are better than this. This is the charm of the generals themselves.

But this kind of charm still has to be matched with clear rewards and punishments. Otherwise, it is also rootless.

After the order was carried out, basically the prototype of the elite soldiers came out.

The next thing we need is victory. Victory after victory.

Victory, forge the soul of the army.

And an army with a military soul is the real elite soldier.

Don't talk about ideological education or anything like that. Man is a complex animal, and no matter how much he has been educated, he talks about how to defend his family and the country, and how to be loyal to the monarch and patriotism, but when it really comes time to play with his life, how many people remember? Unless he can reach the level of that kind of cult and brainwash soldiers into puppets, he still has to rely on fighting and winning to really cast elite soldiers.

Honor, not a mouth. It's not that there are any glorious traditions, or any great righteousness such as protecting the family and defending the country. It's useless against ordinary soldiers. Being a soldier is a hard worker, with a head hanging on his waist, maybe he will die tomorrow without a whole body, what's the use of saying that?

Rewards and punishments are clear, don't let the soldiers shed blood and tears. And then there needs to be victory, and the war is won again and again.

Honor is played out.

What the mouth says can only be used to strengthen honor. After victory, forging the soul of the army, and playing honor, we will come to ideological education and strengthen it.

This is the invincible elite soldier.

Therefore, a thief like a thief, you see that he is brutal, and his training is filled with human lives. It looks like it's pretty powerful. But in fact, when encountering real elite soldiers, the eggs were useless, and they were also defeated in a battle.

Only two days after Zhang Xianzhong captured Bozhou, Zhao Yu's army arrived.

Previously, Zhao Yu made arrangements to pursue He Jin and Liu Xiyao. These two thieves, as well as nearly 20,000 soldiers and horses under their department, were caught up by Zhao Yu single-handedly before they could get out of Dabie Mountain.

Zhao Yu has lived in the mountains for ten years, and all the needs of Qingyunguan, even the beasts in the mountains and dangerous places to practice, are all taken from the mountains and forests.

Entering the mountains and forests, Zhao Yu is no different from a dragon entering the sea.

The thieves had 20,000 soldiers and horses, and there were so many people that it was impossible to erase the traces. Zhao Yu only followed the map, and in half a day's effort, he bit the tails of these 20,000 thieves in the mountains.

Zhao Yu was not in a hurry to take the head of the thief, so he was like a ghost, dotted around the back of the rogue, killing hundreds or thousands of people at a time.

He chased the rogue like a lost dog, and he was terrified like a frightened bird.

After a day, the rogues ran out of the mountains and forests, and at this time, there were less than 2,000 men left around the two thieves. Half of them were killed by Zhao Yu, and the others were scattered.

The ending is obvious.

There's just death.

single-handedly killed the two remaining thieves on the left side of Ge Zuo, Zhao Yu was lightly armed and went straight to Yingshang.

When I arrived at Yingshang, the 50,000 troops in my department had arrived!

Trimming overnight, early the next morning, crossing Yingshui, heading north to Bozhou.

...

Zhang Xianzhong didn't expect that he would become a turtle in an urn overnight!

As soon as I got up in the morning, I was about to kill a hot hand, when some cronies hurriedly came to report: "There are 50,000 Ming troops, just under the city, and the siege is impassable!"

Zhang Xianzhong was taken aback, but he was not flustered.

With his understanding of the Ming army, unless someone like Zuo Liangyu is still somewhat capable, everything else is waste. Although 50,000 troops sounds like a lot, compared to the number of people he has now under his command, it is even larger.

But Zhang Xianzhong didn't care much.

Like an old thief like him, I don't know how many ups and downs he has experienced. He has been defeated and surrendered, but as long as he is still alive, as long as there are three or five people under him, it will not take a year and a half to raise a team again in the name of 'offering thieves'.

Anyway, when the situation is not good, run away.

In this world, there is a lack of everything, but there is no shortage of people.

A cold light appeared in Zhang Xianzhong's dim eyes, and he smiled: "Come on, prepare the horse." Lao Tzu went to the city to see which one was deadly, and dared to dangle under Lao Tzu's nose. ”

So they went all the way to the city.

On the tower of the city gate, Zhang Xianzhong wore an armor and cloak, which was also decent. The leaders under his command, several righteous sons, have all arrived.

Zhang Xianzhong looked at the army besieging the city like a great wall, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't help frowning: "This Laoshzi official army looks a little like it." ”

The army under Zhao Yu was originally from the military towns in Liaodong, and it was more than a step stronger than the local army in the Central Plains. It turned out that they had to guard against the Tartars, and few of them went south to suppress the thieves. Now that the 50,000 army has come south, coupled with Zhao Yu's training all the way and two battles, the strength of the army has changed differently than before.

Standing at the head of the city, it was black and orderly. There is a vague smell of its own.

No wonder Zhang Xianzhong frowned.

Such an army, whether Zuo Liangyu or others, has fought against each other, and Zhang Xianzhong has only seen it once - when he entered Sichuan last year, the white pole soldier under the command of Qin Liangyu, a female general who repeatedly ruined his plans!

Thinking of this, Zhang Xianzhong couldn't help but gasp in his heart.

Qin Liangyu's white pole soldiers are only 3,000, but under this city, there are 50,000 soldiers who are slightly inferior to the white pole soldiers!

The white pole soldiers are strong, but they are not really elite. The reason for this is that the white pole soldiers are the family members of the Ma family. Qin Liangyufu's family Ma Qiancheng, before his death, was only a county Tusi, although he had the title of general, but in fact, he was not even a general soldier.

Although the Ma family has some local resources and is considered strong, it is already the limit to be able to raise 3,000 white-pole soldiers. It takes too much to raise soldiers, especially elite soldiers.

Although the three thousand white pole soldiers are also considered elite, compared with the real elite, they are far inferior to the ordinary diet and equipment. Without him, I can't afford to raise it.

But such an army can repeatedly fight more with less, so that Zhang Xianzhong, who has more soldiers and horses, can be deflated, which shows the combat power of the thieves, but in fact, it is like that.

The 50,000 army under Zhao Yu's command, when counted, is roughly inferior to the white pole soldiers. But the 50,000 army, after all, is from Liaodong, and its own quality is much stronger than that of the local army in the Central Plains. In addition, during this period of time, the diet, treatment, training, rewards and punishments can keep up, and gradually transformed.

But if this army still can't keep up with its equipment in the future, its elite level is still limited.

equipment, a very large increase in the combat effectiveness of the army. A strong man with his bare hands, facing a thin man with a knife, regards death as home, and may not have been beaten.

The role of equipment, herein.

At present, the equipment of the army under Zhao Yu's command is still the same as it was. Because it was urgent, and it was 50,000 people to change clothes, it was too difficult. Unless the crown prince ascends the throne and takes power, the country's situation gradually improves, and the treasury is full, so that a large number of stronger equipment can be replaced.

But to deal with the thieves, the equipment at the moment is sufficient.

Zhang Xianzhong's heart was empty, he found that the army under the city came strangely, and the other looked different. That strength makes people a little frightened.

I couldn't help but say left and right: "Who knows the origin of the officials and soldiers under the city?"

The military under his command, such as Wang Zhaolin and Li Dingguo, saw the strength of the officers and soldiers under the city, and they all had a solemn face.

Under Zhang Xianzhong, the real rulers are his four righteous sons. Li Dingguo, Liu Wenxiu, Ai Nengqi, Sun Kewang. As for those who give advice, most of them are coerced talents, people and the like.

Zhang Xianzhong's temperament is brutal and sloppy, and he can't look at these scholars, so he takes them with him, and he pretends to be when he comes. Second, you can indeed come up with some bad ideas.

Because Zhang Xianzhong asked, those few people who showed off their talents did not dare to speak first.

only looked at Li Dingguo and the others on the other side.

Ai Nengqi said first: "Father-in-law, the flag of this army is a Zhao character, and under Chongzhen Lao'er, how many generals surnamed Zhao are there?"

"The surname is Zhao, and it looks like he has trained well. Li Dingguo immediately pondered: "I haven't heard of it before." And the father-in-law, this army came too suddenly, and the child thought that it should have come from the direction of Fengyang. ”

Zhang Xianzhong groaned: "What Dingguo said is good. There is Li Chuang in Kaifeng, and this official army must not come from the north. But in Fengyang in the south, it is Huang Degong and Wang Xian, these two are not surnamed Zhao, Huguang is Zuo Liangyu's world, and they are not surnamed Zhao. Where did the tens of thousands of troops come from?"

It's thinking.

Li Dingguo looked startled, and couldn't help but say: "Father-in-law, I'm afraid that the revolution on Huoqiu's side will not be successful." ”

Zhang Xianzhong woke up in shock, his mind turned, and his eyes widened: "This Zhu family emperor Lao'er's army is coming south, if you don't suppress Gezuo, how dare you come here?" Oh, it's not good!"

He suddenly exclaimed: "If Ge Zuo doesn't succeed, I will be blocked here again, and if Li Chuang is blocked in Henan again, won't we finish playing together?!"

At that moment, a soldier brought a letter to the city, which was shot with a bow and arrow.

Zhang Xianzhong opened it and looked at it, he was furious, without saying a word, he took out the treasure knife he was carrying, slashed the head of the soldier in front of him with a knife, let the blood spray on his face, and said fiercely and angrily: "Officers and soldiers, dare to bully me like this!"

"Sacrifice thief!"

At this moment, a man rode out of the army formation under the city.

Zhao Yu is also.

I saw him carrying an iron cone in his hand, wearing armor, and his momentum was like that, and he slowly walked to the front of the battle. The sound was rolling like thunder, as if there was a dry thunder in the flat ground, which shook the head of the city: "Acquaintance quickly open the city and give the head." If you don't have half a word, the five thieves will be a lesson for you!"

Zhao Yu's eyesight is very strong, although he is a stone's throw away, he can also see the people on the city gate tower clearly.

After a sentence fell, Zhao Yu shouted again: "Listen to the thief, whoever cuts off the head of the thief and serves it obediently, the general will spare his life." If it is stubborn, when the city is broken, the chickens and dogs will not be left!"

Zhang Xianzhong was furious when he heard this, and his beard was all open: "Who will take down this fart thief with me!"

Li Dingguo didn't say a word, stood up, walked to the city wall in three steps, took an arrow and opened the bow, and with a jump, the arrow flew out, full of accuracy, and went straight to Zhao Yu's throat.

Li Dingguo is also a general, with some martial arts on his body, and his archery skills are not outstanding.

This arrow was just a statement. Hugh said that Zhao Yu is a casual general, and he is not afraid of such archery. In addition, in front of the two armies, one arrow away, there was no ability to sneak attack, the arrow flew out, grazed Zhao Yu three feet, and fell to the ground crookedly.

Today, it is not like in ancient times. Due to the increasing use of firearms, martial arts and kung fu are becoming less and less important. In ancient times, he was a general, and he took the rank of general among the ten thousand armies. Today's generals are far behind.

"That court eagle dog, corrupt officials and corrupt officials!" Li Dingguo shot an arrow and shouted: "Hugh has to let loose nonsense! The king unveiled the rod and rose up for the sake of heaven, and if you wait for such a corrupt official, to go against the king! If you know each other, quickly dismount and surrender, and strike a blow back, overthrowing Chongzhen Lao'er, so that you can share the wealth!"

Zhao Yu was stunned when he heard this, he couldn't help laughing, and pointed to the city: "You wait for such a thief who does all kinds of evil, and he keeps saying that he is doing the right thing for heaven." You might as well touch your conscience, thief!"

Zhao Yu's eyes were like lightning, and he was extremely fierce: "Sacrifice thieves, mad dogs, and beasts!" Everywhere you pass through is poisonous, and Huang An dares to say that she is doing the right thing for heaven? If there is that Yama Hell, sacrifice thief, eighteen layers of hell, you are afraid that you will have to taste it all!"

Zhao Yu was verbose, not because of the ancient style, but because the army was arranged, and it was not yet complete.

In the middle of the night of last night's rapid march, the general was tired, and it was not yet time for war. The key is that Zhao Yu plans to catch all the thieves, and he can't let one go. If they are let go and flee back to the ground of Kaifeng, the thieves will get the news, and the situation will inevitably change.

At this time, Zhao Yu was rambling under the city, and Yang He was perfecting the encirclement.

Zhang Xianzhong's eyes were red.

No one has ever cursed so viciously since he unveiled it.

Mad dog!?

Brute?!

Zhang Xianzhong shouted, pounced, ran down the city tower in three or two steps, came to the side city wall, raised a knife to cut down a thief, held the cannon at the head of the city, and shouted frantically: "Kill, kill, kill !!"

There was a loud bang, and Zhang Xianzhong was shocked to the ground.

A round and bowl-sized solid cannonball brought up a flurry of sparks and gunsmoke, dragged up a long tail of air waves, spinning, like a meteor, shooting down at the approximate location of Zhao Yu!

Zhao Yu's pupils couldn't help but shrink. But only the moment the cannonball was fired, Zhao Yu judged that the cannonball couldn't defeat him. However, Zhao Yu rode his horse and took a step to the side, and suddenly picked up the iron cone!

I only heard a sneer, gold and iron rubbing, and sparks were everywhere. Zhao Yu's luck is mysterious, and he actually made a heavy iron cone, and played a round and incomparably strong force!

As soon as he touched the cannonball, the muscles on Zhao Yu's arms rolled and trembled like ocean waves. A faint buzzing sound can be heard!

He was carried up with qi and blood, like the Yangtze River, with a loud noise.

The cannonball dripped and rolled dozens of times on the head of the octagonal pyramid, and it seemed to be stuck and could not be taken off.

I saw Zhao Yu pick up the iron cone, draw a circle, shake his arm, and whined, and the cannonball actually shot back at the city!

Before anyone could react, there was a boom, and the cannon at the head of the city exploded straight open, and pieces of iron shot in all directions, and a series of screams rang out.