All the generals are experienced, so at this time, there is no need for further discussion.
A group of patrol soldiers of the Red Coat Army escaped. Then some of them would rush to report back messages, and some would light up smoke as a warning, and Yao Yun's base camp would immediately make preparations. Once the two armies engage in a tough battle, the navy's advantage of being the first mover will be gone. What's the use of taking an extra hour's rest now?
Countless battle experiences have left a deep mark on Li Ting. He believes more firmly than anyone else that those who hesitate and hesitate on the battlefield will be defeated. Only by moving forward bravely can victory be achieved!
So, the best way at the moment is to seize the chaotic moment before the enemy has time to react, or suddenly learn of the enemy's attack, and launch an all-out attack!
The drums rumble and the trumpets sound.
The soldiers got up and mounted their horses one after another, passing each other around and lighting the pine torches in their hands.
The number of torches ranged from more than a dozen to more than a hundred, from dots to a wave of fire.
Under the firelight, Li Ting held the sharp blade in his hand and looked at the generals: "Are you all awake? Are you energetic?"
All the generals said: "There is plenty of spirit!"
"Then send out troops immediately. Our troops will move first for the right wing, move south along the Mishui River Beach, attack the left wing of the enemy camp, and cut off the connection between the enemy army and the cities. Old enemy, you are the left wing and will move later. Wait for me The army is engaged in battle with the enemy. You look for fighter opportunities according to the situation, enter the battlefield from the opposite side, and attack the enemy!"
"As for General Gao, you and your two hundred men will not move. If Lao Qiu and I's offensive goes well, you can pursue us. If it doesn't go well, you will be responsible for covering our retreat and we can discuss the next step of the battle."
Li Ting was a powerful man in Tangluo, Hebei Province back then, and now he is also one of the few important generals under Guo Ning. He may have a bit of a wild temper, but he is by no means an ordinary general.
At this moment, he gave orders casually. In just two or three sentences, he clearly assigned their respective tasks.
Not only was it suitable for both advance and retreat, but he himself took the initiative to take on the most dangerous task, taking the lead to strike off the grass and scare the snake, giving Qiu Huiluo an easier opportunity to make achievements, and giving Gao Xin a safer position.
"That's it!" Qiu Huiluo cupped his hands to show his appreciation.
The other generals and commanders do not have the status, and they only have the status of Gong Sheng.
Li Ting wrapped his legs around the horse and rushed out.
He did not go to greet his subordinates, but all of them cheered and rode: "Follow! Follow! Follow our General Li!"
After Guo Ning arrived in Shandong, he mobilized many generals and generals under his command. This was his method of controlling power. But the characteristics of an army are always to follow the leader.
Just like Li Ting, he has a fierce temper and a rough and reckless attitude. He was often called a mudslide by Guo Ning before. When he was running the army, he could never shake off the self-pleasure and ruffianism of a street knight.
But when he took the lead and the cavalry behind him roared to follow, the other generals looked at it under the night cover and felt that it was not like a march, but like a sudden wave of fire!
Li Ting's judgment was absolutely correct. Yao Yun's troops on the bank of Lu River had not yet had time to make preparations.
Not that he wasn't vigilant enough.
The news that Yang An'er died on the front line and that various departments under his command were falling apart had now spread back to Juzhou and Mizhou. The red-coated troops stationed here were all wary of fear, and there were even a large number of deserters.
Yao Yun was naturally extremely vigilant about this, otherwise he would not have sent more manpower to patrol so far away.
The question is, from Yao Yun's perspective, who is he wary of?
Is it Ding Haijun? Are they colleagues from the old Red Coat Army? Or the panicked subordinates?
I don't understand this point. Yao Yun's vigilance is nothing more than psychological comfort.
When the first batch of patrol soldiers lit up the smoke in the mountains, Yao Yun hesitated. When the fixed sentry outside was breached, Yao Yun was still hesitant. When the soldiers under his command rushed out of the barracks and looked at the wave of fire coming straight from the north, Yao Yun was already hesitant and even a little confused.
He asked the people around him: "Who is coming? We, we are going to fight now? Otherwise, who will stop them and talk to them?"
There were some loyal soldiers on the left and right, and they shouted loudly: "Whether we fight or not, it's not up to us! General, don't guess, it must be Ding Haijun! They have turned their backs!"
Yao Yun was suddenly alert, and then issued orders one after another: "The soldiers are wearing armor, the archers are gathering to the north, and the cavalry camp is on standby in the south... All units are preparing for war, and those who act rashly will be killed!"
It is easy to give an order, but how can it be done quickly if so many soldiers and such a large area of the camp are to be put into combat mode?
While his orders were being passed from level to level, the cavalry had already rushed to the nearby area along the gentle beach next to the dense water. The fire wave subsided slightly behind the remaining veins of Zhanri Ridge, and then collapsed like a storm after a heavy rain. Like a flash flood from a dam, it crossed the hillside and rushed down from top to bottom.
On the hillside, there are two sentries arranged by Yao Yun in advance. One of the two teams of cavalry faced each other head-on, while the other slapped his horse and fled. No matter what choice they made, the fire surged and roared along the way, occasionally breaking the shore and breaking the waves, but they could not escape the enemy. Six hundred cavalrymen cheered and rode up, and the waves behind them pushed the waves in front with great momentum!
The two armies were twenty miles apart. Li Ting's troops were not sprinting at full speed. In the middle of a section of valleys and ravines, everyone dismounted and led their horses on foot. It was not until this moment that they were less than a mile away from Yao Yun's camp. Get on your horse and sprint with all your strength.
Li Ting had two servant horses with him, so he sprinted the fastest.
He used the momentum of his horse to knock away two infantrymen who were trying to intercept him, and rushed towards the camp behind the formation without stopping.
Around the main entrance in front of the camp, a dozen red-coated sergeants had just opened the camp door so that their comrades could go out to line up. Now they heard the officers shouting and hurriedly closed the two wooden doors creaking inward. .
However, the Ding navy cavalry rushed in like a whirlwind, swords and guns raised, and they were immediately cut into pieces.
The next moment, four or five war horses neighed and jumped up in front of the camp gate, kicking their front hooves wildly. With a loud bang, the two camp gates that had not yet been closed were knocked out and flew inward. The knights crowded around like wolves and tigers. enter.
Li Ting followed them and rushed into the camp. An officer of the Red Coat Army ran out from the camp gate and stabbed Li Ting's horse with his knife. Li Ting slashed with the knife from top to bottom and cut it open with one blow. His felt hat cut his face into two pieces.
The man cried out in pain and fell to the ground, still struggling. He was trampled by countless horse hooves from behind, screamed in agony, and died instantly.
In the past year, most of the financial and material resources Guo Ning obtained through various means were invested in military construction, and the 600 cavalry under Li Ting's command were all selected elites.
In comparison, the thousands of people under Yao Yun's command are nothing more than armed farmers.
The Red Coat Army controls most of Shandong and naturally has financial resources, but they have never been able to establish an effective political power. Therefore, the process of absorbing financial and material resources is to divide profits from bottom to top, and the distribution process is to divide profits from top to bottom.
After peeling it off twice, how many can actually be used in the army?
At this time, the two sides were fighting, and Li Ting's troops had the upper hand. The cavalry only charged once and scattered all the soldiers arrayed outside the camp. When they charged for the second and third time, a group of soldiers who gathered to the north of the camp also broke up and fled.
But Li Ting was very smart. He knew that the cavalry's galloping would be restricted further into the camp. So they no longer continued to attack, but walked back on horseback, withdrew their men from the camp, and began to retreat on the high slopes they were on.
While riding his horse, he said to his companions: "Those who need to change horses should quickly change their horses, and those who are out of strength should dismount and rest. Don't hold on. The rest of the people wave flags and shout to lure all the troops in the camp out to kill!"
Sure enough, seeing that this fierce cavalry was finally forced back, the defenders in the camp rolled around and gathered and began to form formation.
At least two to three thousand others rushed out from numerous tents on the west side of the camp and merged into the east side of the camp, facing the direction of Li Ting's troops.
This is Qiu Huiluo's opportunity.
Li Ting raised his hand and signaled: "Cast Ming Dy!"
The Ming Dy flew into the sky, and the sharp sound penetrated into the night, and could be heard far and near.
Fifteen miles west of the battlefield, under the dark walls of the cities, there were originally open streets, as well as large ruins that had never been repaired after being destroyed by the war.
By this time, the entire area was filled with people. Many people are wearing red military robes. In the vast night, the red color is not bright, not like fire, but more like blood, like the blood shed by the grassroots who have been insulted and trampled on for decades, low and low. And dirty blood.
Yang Miaozhen stood among these people, surrounded by countless people.
She tilted her head, listening to the sharp sound rising and disappearing. The people around her imitated her example and listened attentively.
(End of chapter)
