Guo Ning's words were like the beginning of battlefield mobilization.
But he only spoke half of it, and suddenly stopped. It's all because he built the army in front of him from scratch, and he knows what the soldiers are thinking.
What’s there to mobilize?
At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly swept over the ground and passed over the faces of the soldiers. The flags fluttered suddenly, and the neighing of cattle, horses, donkeys and mules came and went. The front and rear of the marching column were obscured by smoke and dust, making it almost impossible to see the edges.
The soldiers walked quickly past Guo Ning, their footsteps rumbling. Several generals and team members noticed that Guo Ning was standing by the road, and quickly issued orders to adjust their formations to cheer up their companions. When the senior Pu Liyan Liu passed by Guo Ning, he patted the armor on his chest and nodded slightly to Guo Ning.
Starting with him, when the soldiers passed by Guo Ning, they would pat their armor or raise their weapons.
Guo Ning nodded in response.
Don't think that the soldiers are ignorant. Many of the backbones of the Ding Navy waded out of the mountains of corpses and seas of blood to survive. They had a sense of smell tempered by life and death, and could smell the unspeakable tension in the air. From the moment Guo Ning gave the order to retreat, they understood everything and they were ready.
These soldiers once held swords in the hands of foreigners and fought with blood for the Kingdom of Jin.
The Jurchens used decades of humiliation and bullying to try to numb and tame them. The Mongols tried to destroy their martial spirit and courage with constant massacres. Of course, sometimes the Jurchens would also massacre, and the Mongols would also humiliate and bully them. These were all basic operations for a small number of foreigners to enter the domain, and no one needed to teach them.
Fortunately, the soldiers are already members of the Ding Navy.
In the group Ding Haijun, they have a family and dignity, so neither the Mongols nor the Jurchens' tricks are of any use. The officers and soldiers of the Ding Navy only fight for themselves, holding their own swords in their hands.
At this time, more familiar faces were passing by Guo Ning. Their faces could not hide their exhaustion, but they were not depressed. Many people looked at Guo Ning, with unconcealed impatience and questions in their eyes, but at the same time they also looked forward to it.
Guo Ning is very convinced that this army does not need extra encouragement, nor does it need to organize language to mobilize. They are ready to fight at any time!
"The Mongols know that once our army reaches Bazhou, we can rely on the cover of many ponds and remain invincible; therefore, their method of repeatedly harassing the tired enemy is useless. The Mongols know that what we have on hand Arms and food are sufficient, and there are plenty of water sources along the way, so we can hold on by setting up camp; therefore, their method of covering the battlefield and trapping the enemy is useless. The Mongols have seen that our infantry formations are indestructible, and our iron artillery is infinitely powerful; therefore, Their methods of attacking and drilling through are useless."
Guo Ning laughed and asked several of his subordinates: "So, what methods do the Mongols have left?"
Yizai Chucai frowned and thought, then shook his head. He is not a martial artist and has little experience when it comes to this specific tactical choice.
So Zhao Jue replied: "Chaotic fighting, detours."
"Exactly!" Guo Ning clapped his hands.
"The remaining methods of the Mongols are nothing more than these two. These bastards on the grasslands are neither afraid of death nor suffering. They have a frighteningly high fighting spirit and are all fierce and cunning. Therefore, after all those methods were useless, they He will use his trump card to win a chaotic battle."
"Right now, our army is in a marching formation. Once we encounter the enemy, it will be difficult to hold our ground. The Mongolian cavalry will advance like a peach bush and penetrate intensively with teams of hundreds or even ten people. It will immediately pull the entire army into chaos and kill. situation. But..."
Zhao Jue asked at the right time: "We have a flat road along the way. Where will the Mongolian army come from?"
"You just said, in a roundabout way."
Zhao Jue suddenly understood: "Xuan Envoy, I will prepare immediately."
In the past few days, Guo Ning's team has been at the forefront of the entire army. Guo Ning waved his hand, and Zhao Jue led his followers and galloped towards the front of the queue.
Yi Ya Chucai was a little confused: "Huh? Commander Zhao, this is..."
"The Mongolian cavalry does not stop day and night
They harassed us, as if to delay our retreat so that the cavalry led by the Great Khan could catch up. However, if we really focus on the back team, we will suffer a big loss. The main force of the Mongolian cavalry traveled long distances and must have arrived at the most suitable location for them to hide and launch attacks. "
"I understand. It's like they are hiding in the Chrysostom Camp, waiting for us to arrive around Zhongdu."
"That's right. But in that scene three days ago, they were still too far away. As a result, we formed a formation in time and shattered their teeth. This time they will be more patient and will hide in the ambush position until we get close. , and then made a sudden attack. The one hundred and seventy-mile journey from Liangxiang to Bazhou Yijin Pass was surrounded by plains. There were a few woods, but the area was too small. Our sentry cavalry could detect them clearly at a glance, but there was nothing we could do. Hiding the army. So, if I guess correctly..."
Hearing this, Yi La Chu Cai Rao had done a good job in cultivating his Qi, so his heart couldn't help but beat a few times.
"If your guess is correct, what will happen?"
Guo Ning raised his whip and pointed to the south: "While we were marching forcefully, the Mongolian army must have made a major detour and crossed to the front of the road our army must pass. Their ambush position is there."
"Triangle Lake?"
Yi La Chucai straightened his body on his horse and looked over there. He vaguely saw the endless reed swamps. The open shallow water beach behind the reed marsh is reflecting sparkling waves in the sun.
Triangle Lake is the last famous giant lake after Tangluo River in Hebei Province stretches to the sea. Its waters extend across seven military prefectures, one hundred and sixty miles from east to west, and twenty to thirty or sixty-seventy miles from north to south. It has a very vast area. The Dinghai navy's marching team was now approaching its edge, and the front team's troops were only a few miles away from the reed swamp.
"The area is large enough to allow a large army to hide. And the surface of the lake can conceal the traces of the cavalry's movements, making it difficult for our sentry cavalry to detect it?"
"Yes! The area around Tangluo Lake in Hebei Province is the most suitable for ambushes and interceptions. "Back then, I ambushed the tow mine headquarters in Wuguandian, Baozhou, and caused the Mongolian army to suffer a big loss. Now the Mongolian army is using this trick. Come and deal with me."
Speaking of this, Guo Ning couldn't help laughing twice: "Although spring has begun, the water is still cold. I don't know how long it took the Mongols to detour here, and how long they soaked in the water of Triangle Lake? I wonder if they are cold?" Are you tired?"
Having said this, Guo Ning lightly lifted the reins and urged the horse forward. The staff exchanged glances with each other and followed silently.
After walking for another two or three miles, I suddenly heard a terrifying roar in front of me, like a tidal wave.
"Here we come." Guo Ning said calmly to his staff.
The group of people left the marching column again and rode up to a small high ground nearby.
The plain between Zhongdu and Tangluo in Hebei Province is a natural battlefield, most suitable for cavalry to gallop freely. As far as everyone could see, there was a wilderness of grass and shrubs, with only a few ups and downs, a few abandoned ditches and the ruins of towns.
When they looked to the south, they saw the densely packed figures of the Mongols.
When thousands of people urged the war horses to emerge from the reed swamps, the clattering sound of the horses' hooves on the water gathered in one place, and the roar surged like a torrent. As the horses gallop, the black or gray robes of the Mongolian knights drag and sway in the air, just like the black and gray ocean is rising and rushing towards the land.
This tide is intelligent and deadly. They not only swarmed towards Ding Haijun's front team, but also circled rapidly from a few miles away from the right side of the marching road, forming a powerful flank, as if a giant composed of black tide was stretching its huge left arm to attack Ding Haijun's long and slightly loose formation was shot to pieces, and all the soldiers were shot to death on the west bank of the Marco Polo River.
In just a few breaths, the cavalry's outflanking situation became more obvious. Facing Ding Haijun's longitudinally extending queue, they began to increase the speed of their war horses, and just ran rampant, charging over unreasonably!
The distance between the two sides is very close, and the Mongols will kill them soon!
"Crack."
There was a soft sound behind Guo Ning.
He looked back and found that Zhang Lin's hands were shaking, causing a riding whip with a jade handle to fall from his hand and fall to the ground.
Just right
It was one thing to listen to Guo Ning's slow analysis, but it was another thing to actually see his side stumbled into the Mongolian army's trap. At this time, even the soldiers who were marching below the high ground were inevitably noisy, let alone Zhang Lin, a scholar.
Zhang Lin said in a trembling voice: "Xuanshi Yingming, you have said it all right. But, this is a dead end! How can we deal with it?"
