In the camp at Jiapao Mountain, several leaders of Liu Ying stayed up almost all night.
Especially Liu Chengzu and Cao Yao, both of whom were sitting in a simple Chinese military tent set up with cotton cloth, listening to the news reported by the horse soldiers, both looked tired.
After Liu Chengzong left in the afternoon, there were two more fights, both of which kept a certain distance and did not engage in combat.
The soldiers of several leaders took turns to come forward to form the formation. With Luo Rucai Zhuyu in front, the soldiers who came up to form the formation later were not so afraid.
After three rounds of bombardment, only sixteen people died, just more than Luo Rucai's number who died.
The leaders of the remaining teams and the bandit soldiers were all holding their breath in their hearts: Those beggars can do it, but you can't?
In a daze, without even knowing it, Li Bei became the training officer for the leaders of the gang, giving advice to the soldiers one by one.
Li Wanqing's department, Liu Guoneng's department, Liu Chengzu's headquarters, Gao Yingxiang's department, and even Wang's personal department all stood up for a while.
They were all bathed in sparse artillery shell attacks, and initially overcame the fear of artillery in the battle formation.
Sixteen people from each department were killed, and two people were killed from the few. In fact, Li Bei's 18 heavy artillery shells were consumed.
But this consumption is all fake.
As soon as the sky darkened, both sides ceased their troops. Li Bei sent people to secretly pick up the shells. Liu Chengzu found half of the shells and then started the first hand-to-hand confrontation that lasted a whole day.
More than a dozen cavalrymen from Li Bei's tribe went to pick up the artillery shells, and more than thirty cavalrymen from Chuang's tribe intercepted them. Both sides suffered casualties.
As a result, Li Bei started to play at night. Taking advantage of the long range of the heavy artillery, he fired a cannon at the artillery mountain every now and then, and then shot more than ten riders to touch this side.
Cao Yao had a strong revenge mentality. When he saw that Li Bei still wanted to use the tactics of exhausted troops to deal with them, he immediately discussed with Liu Chengzu and went back exhausted.
Each tribe took turns to retreat to the north of the mountain to sleep, leaving two tribesmen and more than a hundred riders from the Chuang tribe on standby.
The three-door Buddha Wolf Machine was pulled down the mountain and pushed in a carriage until one mile in front of Li Bei Camp. The cart was not even allowed to get off. It was beaten directly with a piece of wood propped up on the butt of the cart. After the beating, it was mounted on the horse and ran away.
No way, their cannons have a short range.
Or let the cavalry soldiers run near Li Bei's camp, place a few arrows, and gallop and roar, anyway, just to prevent people from sleeping.
On the one hand, the purpose was to exhaust themselves, and on the other hand, it was also to consume Li Bei's gunpowder and artillery shells in preparation for tomorrow's war.
Perhaps because he had great confidence in Liu Guozhen, Li Bei was not to be outdone, and worked hard to overcome his fatigue. He fired a cannon every once in a while, and even imitated Cao Yao and pushed the rocket car called Hundred Tigers Running Together. At the foot of the mountain, arrows were fired up the mountain.
The two sides just hurt each other all night long.
It didn't cause any real damage, but instead damaged a small tree that was surviving in the drought in Jiapao Mountain.
It was broken from the waist, and only a few dead leaves fell all over the ground. It looked extremely miserable.
The monkey tribe sent a message to the horse soldiers. It was just when they were most sleepy that they suddenly heard the news of the battle in the west. Their hearts were lifted to their throats. They stood up together and fell silent together.
No one dared to ask the result first.
Finally, Cao Yao reached out and said, "Guan Liu, please ask."
Liu Chengzu then nodded and let the messenger horse soldiers speak.
"We went to attack the camp at night. General Liu was behind the enemy. After encircling them, he defeated them. One of the general's four posts was killed and more than ten wounded. We lost more than a hundred people and wounded more than 400. The officers and soldiers suffered less than 200 casualties and the rest were injured. Surrender."
Until the end, when it was said that the officers and soldiers had surrendered, Liu Chengzu and Cao Yao looked at each other and put their hearts back in their stomachs: "We won."
Cao Yao stepped forward to take a look at the cavalry soldier and thought that the child had also spent the night, just like him, and his good feelings doubled.
He asked warmly: "General, the four sentries are now camping and sleeping in Yanhe? Did you say when they would come over?"
"This meeting should be coming soon." The horse soldier said: "The general asked for four hundred mules and said that he would ride on the mules to sleep on the road. After beating them, he set off on the road and asked the young men to report to the leaders that the general would follow the army's march route. Walk forty-eight miles, and when the battle begins today, wave the red flag in front of the formation, and he will lead his troops out from the enemy's flank."
"Oh, by the way, the general's mules cannot go over the mountain. After the war breaks out, let the leaders send some horse soldiers to lead the horses and soldiers over to respond."
Liu Chengzu nodded, and Cao Yao simply ran outside to blow the mountain breeze, looked at the white-rimmed sky in the east, clenched his fists, as if to encourage himself for a big fight.
Not long after, the messenger cavalry soldiers were appeased by Liu Chengzu and found a place to rest.
Chengzu walked out of the military tent, looked at Cao Yao's back and laughed, and said seriously: "What about you? You haven't slept all night. Can you fight again during the day?"
"Look what you said, although I didn't sleep, my soldiers did... As long as Li Bei can still fight, I can keep fighting with him!"
Liu Chengzu sneered and said nothing more. He turned back to the Chinese military tent and wrote down his feelings about the war in a book.
This was not only the first time Liu Chengzong commanded a large-scale battle, but it was also the same for Liu Chengzu, Cao Yao and others.
They, the team captains, servants, hungry refugees, bandits and bandits, are a ragtag group of people.
But these rabble-rousers withstood the bombardment, which was like drawing lots of life and death, and faced off against the government troops in the river valley with an upright identity.
All this was very thrilling for Liu Chengzu.
It was so thrilling that every time he was bombarded, his heart was in his throat. If Li Bei's determination was even stronger and he launched an attack regardless of the flanks, they would more or less lose their position.
But now, with the light of burning linseed oil, Liu Chengzu took up his pen and wrote nine words on the book.
All warriors use right combination to win by surprise.
He knew this sentence when he was studying in Mizhi County a few years ago. That year, Shishi asked the merchants who went south to buy back "Jin Ping Mei", and he asked his father to buy "Sun Tzu's Art of War" in Mizhi.
But having seen it does not mean that you can use it. For a long time, Liu Chengzu thought that this sentence meant to fight openly and win with ingenious tactics.
He didn't understand the meaning of this sentence until yesterday, when he stood on the mountain ridge and watched the enemy's artillery roar, beating the first three soldiers to a bloody pulp.
The combination of right and odd wins, use the right to offset the enemy's right, and what is left is the odd, odd and even number.
The so-called Zhenghe army must arrange a front line on the front of the battlefield to attract the main force of the enemy. This army is the embankment, and the soldiers are the earth and rocks. They constantly repeat simple, boring and cruel work.
Move forward, stand firm, and never retreat.
The so-called victory army can be a reserve team or an external division.
The partial divisions must be elite, capable of quickly moving around the periphery of the main battlefield, destroying or avoiding the enemy's partial divisions, coordinating operations on the main battlefield, and further breaking through the enemy's lines when the right armies confront each other.
This is the art of war that Liu Chengzu learned from Li Bei.
People's fortunes cannot be compared. If their families were better off, perhaps the merchants would have bought Liu Chengzu a copy of Sun Tzu's Art of War with Cao Cao's annotations.
It clearly states Cao Cao's two definitions of Zhengqi.
The first to join forces is the right one, the last one is the surprise.
The righteous are the enemy, and the unexpected soldiers attack from the side unprepared.
The regular soldiers and the strange soldiers can change each other. Today they are the regular soldiers. Tomorrow if Liu Chengzong leads his troops to fight with Li Bei first, and they then cover up and kill him, the regular soldiers will be Liu Chengzong, and the strange soldiers will be them.
Liu Chengzu put down his pen, opened the tent, and felt the cool night wind blowing on his face. He looked towards the distant sky, where white light appeared on the edge of the shadow of the mountains.
"Today, we will take the initiative to attack."
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In the Chinese military tent on the other side of the battlefield, scattered letters were spread all over the floor.
Li Bei sat on the blanket and also stayed up all night. His energy was still strong and he was fascinated by the map.
On the stationery scattered on the floor, there is his calculation of the attack speed of Wu Weifan and Liu Guozhen in the direction of Qingyang.
Marco opened the curtain, stood aside and said: "General, it's dawn. The bandits have formed five formations and are digging trenches in front of them."
Li Bei nodded and rubbed his sore legs from sitting for a long time. He couldn't help but stand up and look to the west: "It's time for General Liu to set off. How much ammunition are left?"
"We plan to fire them all night, and the remaining gunpowder is enough for the entire battalion's artillery to fire six volleys."
Li Bei was sure of victory, and his words were extremely confident: "Use three more general cannons to refresh them, fire them twice, keep all the remaining gunpowder, and use all the four wolf machine guns to attack in an hour."
After resting and waiting yesterday, the rebels did not escape, which means that they are also gathering strength and trying to resist.
This is exactly what Li Bei had in mind.
If he had formed a battle elsewhere, he would have fought long ago, but here, there was no benefit in defeating the enemy in one blow before encircling them.
It's easy to win, kill hundreds of people, and thousands of thieves will run all over the place. In the spring of next year, Yan'an Mansion will still be full of thieves, but the leader of the thieves will be replaced.
Only by completing the encirclement and blocking the thieves in the valley, no matter whether they are killed or caressed, they cannot escape.
By now, the bandit soldiers were already familiar with the rhythm of his three cannons firing in separate bursts and volleys, but his firepower was not like that. When the enemy was in close combat, more than a dozen light and heavy cannons would fire a volley at once, and they were sure to defeat the enemy in any one burst.
As long as they are defeated in an instant and there is a gap in the line and they are driven straight into it, even an army of ten thousand cannot resist the charge of hundreds of people.
Drive them north, and when they regroup, Liu Guozhen leads his troops south to intercept them, and then they can complete the battle.
A moment later, three thousand-jin general cannons in front of the formation fired.
Smoke was rising from the camp, cooking pots were being buried in preparation for the war. The officers and soldiers leading their horses out of the camp looked to the opposite side. The rebels did not fire back, and the soldiers were digging trenches to build their fronts.
In the early morning before the decisive battle, the valley was eerily quiet, with only the wind across the valley blowing on the golden millet fields, making a rustling sound.
Liu Chengzu rode through various military formations and taught each unit to set up a hollow square formation commonly used in the Ming army with soldiers outside and officers in the middle. Then he returned to the central army, and after discussing with several leaders, they dispersed to command the troops.
In fact, it was mainly professor Luo Rucai.
The two formations are far apart, so this guy can stand in front of the formation and show off his power, leaving his life and death to God to show his bravery.
But in a face-to-face battle, officers can stand in front of the formation, but the general must not stand in front of the formation.
Why don't they belong to each other? Each phalanx of four to five hundred people has its own leader. If the leader dies, no one can lead the team.
It's different when the officers and soldiers are replaced. Even if the commander is dead, there are commanders and even generals behind him to hold the battle, so the troops will not flee directly.
Six infantry phalanxes, using a formation of four in front and two in back, pressed forward across the width of the river valley.
In the front are Luo Rucai, Liu Guoneng, Li Wanqing, and Wang Ziyong, and in the back are Gao Yingen and Liu Chengzu.
On the left is Gao Yingxiang's cavalry, and on the right is Zhang Tianlin's cavalry. Each unit moves forward in a straight line.
"General, the thieves have formed a formation."
Li Bei glanced at the enemy formation, looked up at Rise, signaled the flag bearer to wave the flag, and turned around and said: "It's a little early, but it doesn't matter, they can't run away, gather troops and horses."
Bugles sounded one after another in the army camp, and the border soldiers filed out of the camp. The two officers and soldiers at the headquarters also formed a hollow square formation.
The artillerymen pushed the general's heavy artillery and the Folang machine's fast artillery in front.
On the four sides of the outer layer of the phalanx, artillerymen carrying gushing cannons, small Franco machine guns, and tiger crouching cannons were mixed with gunmen and archers. Spearmen were behind them to protect them. Some horsemen led horses in the formation to protect the officers. March slowly.
More officers and soldiers walked outside the formation, conducting their last battlefield visit to the flanks and rear before the start of the battle, searching for possible enemies on the front and back.
Compared with the formation of the peasant army, the formation of the official army looked too small.
But their march was even more determined.
The two armies were about 500 paces apart. The cavalry soldiers in the official army formation came forward and waved flags. The army formation stopped, and the three general cannons adjusted their angles and fired at the enemy.
boom!
Three solid iron bullets whizzed across the battlefield and flew towards Liu Guoneng's military formation. One hit the front of the formation and two hit the middle, leaving two bloody paths.
The commotion in the military formation stopped, and they continued to advance after a while.
There was a small gap in the front line of the Peasant Army. Liu Chengzu arranged for Tian Shoujing, an officer in the front, to lead several galloping horses across the line, and ordered the remaining three formations to slow down and level the line again.
Gao Yingen's cavalry on the left stopped at the same time, but Zhang Tianlin's cavalry on the right did not stop and continued to move forward.
The officers and soldiers stood still, guarded by spears five meters in all directions, and the artillerymen quickly cleared the barrels of the general cannons.
The gunner of the Fran cannon also unloaded the cannon. Five muskets weighing dozens of kilograms were placed in a row on the right side of the cannon. There was a bucket on the left side. He put down the cloth to soak it and prepared for battle.
"General!"
The cavalry patrolling outside shrank toward the military formation. A single rider dismounted, broke into the formation, prostrated himself on the ground and pointed south: "General..."
Seeing that he was hesitant to speak, Li Bei ordered him to come forward. He only heard the cavalry soldiers whisper: "There are infantry behind our formation crossing the mountains and ridges. They are forming at the bottom of the mountain. They are not General Liu's troops."
Not General Liu?
Li Bei waved his hand for the cavalry to explore again, closed his eyes on the Chinese army, and thought quickly.
Liu Guozhen was defeated?
Or was it that at the same time that Liu Guozhen sent troops, the bandits also sent out a group of guerrillas, and the two armies missed each other in the mountains?
After a moment, he opened his eyes.
Oops.
The presence of enemies behind him prevented him from pursuing them.
The cavalry on the right wing of the rebels was close to outflanking him. No matter what happened behind the formation, his army was not allowed to move at this time. He could only defeat the enemy for a while and then return to wait for the battle.
"The thieves formed four formations and took nearly 200 steps!"
The artillerymen in front of the formation waved their flags, and the three general cannons fired out again. The target was still Liu Guoneng's phalanx.
This time, all three cannonballs ran through the formation, creating bloody paths with a roar, causing the phalanx that had just stabilized the morale of the army to become chaotic once again.
They did not retreat. At this moment, they realized that they were being targeted by the enemy's artillery. They would not hit anyone but him.
Several captains said anxiously in front of Liu Guoneng: "Chief, if you continue walking slowly, they will be fine, but we will all die!"
Liu Guoneng clenched his fists tightly, his scalp tightened, he pulled out his sword with a clang, stepped forward and said: "Let's move forward!"
Liu Guoneng's formation, located on the left side of the two middle formations, took steps to push forward before Tian Shoujing, who was maintaining the formation, arrived, leaving the friendly forces behind for a moment.
This caused the remaining three formations to quicken their pace, and the peasant army's large horizontal formation was in chaos.
The officers and soldiers made no move, except for a loud arrow that screamed and passed dozens of steps before landing on the Mizi ground between the two formations.
People stared at the invisible line and breathed heavier.
