The shin horns whine on the battlefield.
Bai Lijun's Dan Beiben had a gloomy face and frowned as he looked at the battlefield.
The year he was born was called the 18th year of Wanli in Han Dynasty. Counting this year, it was already past 40 years. He was a complete veteran in this land.
Twenty years ago, Dan Bei started as the lowest military attache with only twenty-two slaves of the Langsheng family. Now he has become the deputy commander of the commander Sanru. He has fought in all the wars that King Baili has conquered. .
According to the information sent back by the Shepherdess, he knew that the biggest opponent in this battle was the eight hundred Mongols.
Mongols are very common in Kham, especially the Huoluochi tribe of Tumut. When the Mongols entered Tibet three years ago, Danbei was ordered to conquer Leiwuqi and cut off the Mongolian army's retreat.
The rulers of Leiwuqi were a weaker family than the Nangqianzhu family. It took three months to mobilize seventy warriors, but they relied on the enduring temples.
What can a monk rely on? They were nothing more than Mongols, so Danbei had already made plans to fight the Mongols, but in the end King Baili ordered his troops to be recalled, allowing Leiwuqi to survive to this day.
After that, Danbei's army was transferred to the northern mountainous area of Litang and faced off against the army of King Mutian of Lijiang across the mountain. That was an opponent ten times more powerful than the Mongols.
Danbei, who was reassigned to the north by Dunyue Duoji, was full of joy for this battle. It was difficult to catch the Mongols when they were robbing, but when the army fought, they would advance fiercely when they won and disperse when they lost. It seems vulnerable and cannot be compared with the Dogan cavalry.
The shepherdess also mentioned that there were more than 300 Han soldiers, but Danbei did not pay much attention to the Han soldiers.
He knew that Han soldiers had strong firearms, and also heard the legend that Nangsuo Qianmo Palace was captured in one day.
But what does that mean? Nothing can be explained, because the commander of that army is Ngawang.
Ngawang is a mute and a monk, but he just took the place where he should be stationed.
For Dan Bei, it was very reasonable for the city to be captured in one day. It could not be used as proof of the strength of the enemy's offensive. It could only prove two things at most.
First, Nga Wang’s cultivation was insufficient and the Buddha did not stand on his side; second, the siege army did not respect martial ethics and bullied the mute.
Over the years, Danbei has heard news about the Central Plains Dynasty off and on, but nothing good has happened.
When sending troops to cross the river, Dan Bei also encouraged the nobles around him: "When I led the army to the north, King Mutian in the south just donated 12,000 taels of silver to the emperor. What do you think he did?"
Dan Bui's expression at that time was unfathomable. He raised his hand and tapped the saddle: "To counter the rebellion, there is a big bandit named Liu as far away as the horizon. The emperor is disturbed. Their country is at war. These Han people If the soldier is really a powerful hero, he should go back to help the emperor, and coming here is nothing more than a lost dog."
It's just that the situation on the battlefield was delicate at this time, making Dan Bei no longer as relaxed as he was when he marched.
The Han soldiers hid behind a simple earthen wall and fired cannons, which had a deterrent effect but could not actually kill many people. The Mongolian soldiers scattered in twos and twos under the pursuit of Duogan's heavy cavalry and could not find a chance to reunite.
He considered the problem of the Mongolian soldiers and the Han soldiers. Based on these two aspects alone, he had an absolute advantage in this battle.
But the most difficult thing to deal with on the battlefield was precisely the soldiers he ignored - those slave boys.
Not to mention attacking camps like this on the battlefield, even if the two armies faced each other head-on, unless there was a huge difference in strength, they would not be defeated in one fell swoop.
After a while of impact, some corpses were left behind. The large army retreated to regroup and launch a second attack. It was normal.
You can even use this manor as a castle to surround and trap them.
But his troops rushed forward to fight once, just like meat buns beating a dog. The trumpets were blown three times, but the slave soldiers in front were still standing, so close to the enemy, but they did not come back.
There was only one possibility, they surrendered, but hundreds of people surrendered before the outcome was decided, which was very abnormal.
What's more, there is no one who surrenders and still holds weapons.
This is not right.
Danbei Daiben watched his army slowly retreat into the formation. In twenty years of military service, he had never seen such a situation.
So much so that he even doubted that those soldiers were really instigated by slave boys to rebel?
The war in Baili territory has not stopped in the past twenty years. The generals and soldiers are also veterans. They should know the consequences of surrendering on the battlefield.
Their wives, daughters and relatives will be tortured, and if they have sons, they will atone for their sins.
Dan Bei didn't understand.
Taking advantage of the heavy cavalry to drive the Mongolian cavalry away from the camp, Danbei withdrew his troops to a safe distance and set up camp.
After arranging simple defenses, he summoned the nobles and found a few slaves who participated in the war and asked: "What's going on in front, so many people can't come back?"
The slaves did not dare to say anything. It was not until Dan Bei showed his fear that someone finally had the courage to say: "They shouted in front of the formation, telling us to be our own masters..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the nobles' scolding.
"Nonsense!"
The nobles who accompanied the army were in an uproar.
People rushed to condemn the slaves who defected before the battle: "When will it be their turn to call the shots?"
The fat Mr. Su Mang stood behind the crowd, watching a group of Mr. Baili's men yelling curses, and sighed silently in his heart.
He had already guessed that King Baili's generals would behave like this when they saw the slaves instigated by the Han people rebelling.
It was all within his expectations. He had told his nephew that by doing this, Ga Ma was putting himself opposite all the nobles and bringing about his own death.
People wonder that the nobles are very angry, but the anger does not stem from betrayal. To a large extent, the anger stems from grievances.
This kind of grievance is the same as that of Su Mang's nephew Danba.
No slave owner in the world thought of himself as evil; on the contrary, they all thought of themselves as reasonable and compassionate.
Because they own land, force, knowledge and food, they are clean and decent, while slaves are dirty and ignorant.
Slaves who run away cannot survive. In this land, the price of life of all those who are not tied to the land is only a rope, and anyone can kill them at will.
It is a great mercy to keep a slave and give him something to eat.
Now a group of slaves appear, taking advantage of nobles and outsiders, and actually want to repay kindness with hatred?
The most important thing about the social environment is that it depends on local conditions and people. If a few people do it, it is a trend, and if everyone does it, it becomes a rule.
They are born into this set of rules, benefit from this set of rules, and naturally have to defend this set of rules.
Everyone reached a consensus that this slave soldier must be suppressed as soon as possible, otherwise this trend will be like the smallpox that spreads freely on the grassland, contaminating the slaves in the surrounding territories.
Danba was very aggrieved. He shouted loudly in public: "Every plant and tree in Danba's territory has belonged to Danba's family for generations, until my father passed it on to me. These slave boys rely on Monk Gama to fight." Come in and say you want to take over my land, why?"
"Yeah, why!"
The noble officers were filled with righteous indignation until everyone's faces turned murderous, and doubts and grievances finally turned into overwhelming hatred.
No one knew what the slaves were doing, they just felt it was unfair.
Before the expedition, Baili's nobles thought that this war was the same as those in the past. In order to get more land and interests, they could work hard or not.
Only then did the indignant nobles know why they were fighting.
Dan Bei glanced at the nobles with cold eyes: "Take a step back, the last name is not guaranteed... The slave boy wants to make things worse."
It is always easier to discover problems than to solve them. The biggest problem facing Dan Bei now is that many of his slaves are not suitable to continue fighting.
He could accept a reduction in troops, but he could not accept a large number of soldiers defecting in front of the battle.
Fighting against this kind of enemy made him suffer. Fortunately, he had enough experience and quickly found a solution.
With the sky getting dark, Dan Bei Daiben reorganized the three subordinates under his command, with the nobles and their trustworthy Lang Sheng as the first, Duiqiong and Chaba who had their families in Baili as the second, and the third as the third. If you are a single, poor slave.
His tactics also changed with the change in his organization. Whether he could recapture the Danba Manor was no longer important to him: "Use the Second Ru as the main force to contain the enemy forces in the manor; the First Ru waits for an opportunity to rush straight into the enemy's formation and must kill them." That slave boy named Basang."
As for Third Ru, Dan Bei did not assign any tasks to them.
Their biggest task is to return the same way tonight. If they can't be instigated by the enemy, they will win.
Dan Bei believed that all this was because of the slave boy named Basang, and that he had brought about changes. As long as he was killed, those slaves would be nothing but a piece of loose sand, unable to accomplish anything.
While Dan Bei was dispatching troops and generals in the temporary camp and reorganizing the army, Dai Daozi was observing the battlefield on the hillside one mile away.
He was mainly observing the battle between the Spanish cavalry and the Mongolian cavalry. Xie Erhu's did not have the advantage. The 400 cavalry tried to get closer and assemble several times, but was driven away again and again.
As for the changes in Bailijun's camp, Dai Daozi was not very interested because he couldn't understand them.
He originally wanted to lead his army to rest their horses on the mountain, so he led his cavalry to join the battle. Unexpectedly, Baili's army retreated like a tide just after they reached the top of the mountain.
Moreover, they also dispatched troops and generals in the military formation, making the originally well-organized army a mess, which was quite strange.
Dai Daozi didn't know how to lead troops in battle. According to the ability of the Lion Army officer, he was just a horse soldier, but in the field of Tangqi, he was a real expert.
He didn't know whether it was because the enemy's awareness of reconnaissance was too backward, or because they were reckless because they relied on their own territory. They only covered the battlefield by sending out sentries and sending troops to explore the road, so that the camp they set up was almost transparent in Dai Daozi's eyes. .
"Uncle Dao, their troops were divided into three sentries, and one sentry sent out to the south to camp." Tang Qi, a young post soldier, walked up to Dai Daozi and whispered: "Seven to eight hundred people, the equipment is very bad. They are all infantry, and they look like... heavy equipment?"
"Popular troops?"
Dai Daozi yawned as he spoke. He was still not used to the fact that it gets dark an hour later here than in his hometown. It was just getting dark, but he would have already fallen asleep elsewhere.
He shook his head and said: "I followed them when I came here. I didn't see any heavy troops. Maybe they are too difficult to attack. Are you planning to go back to transport the heavy troops and besiege Zhuangzi?"
As soon as Dai Daozi finished speaking, he shook his head and dismissed the idea.
This place is not far from the valley where Bailey's army was stationed earlier, so there is no need for so many transport troops, and besides, there are no transport troops who don't even ride horses.
There must be something going on, but Dai Daozi didn't know what it was. He only said, "Send brother Yitang to follow them, and send another brother Yitang to go back to Zhuangzi at night and tell Wailiangzi and the others that we will go and see their camp."
"See their camp?"
Dai Daozi nodded.
Earlier, he had been treating the Baili Army as an equal opponent to the Lion Army, but now it seems that their officers have many inherent shortcomings in commanding the army.
This was a very novel discovery for Dai Daozi.
What an army looks like depends largely on the enemies it fights over time.
At Qinghai Lake, Dai Daozi realized that there was a huge gap between the Mongolian army and the Lion Army in terms of equipment.
Here, King Baili's army equipment is not crude, but it is limited by the source of the army, the quality of the soldiers is extremely low, and there are very few professional soldiers, which will bring inevitable disadvantages.
In fact, slaves are still free people, and their influence on courage is very small. Dai Daozi even felt that every one of King Baili's slaves was braver than him.
Dai Daozi is still waiting for Liu Shizi to achieve great things, whether he is king or emperor. He has served as a dragon and has made great achievements. He wants to earn a count for the old Dai family of Pingqiang and cannot afford to die.
King Baili's slave soldiers are different. Anyway, they have no hope and no meaning in living in this life. The noble master said that after death, there will be a next life. At worst, they can gamble on the luck of reincarnation.
Not a loss.
But this has a huge impact on tactics.
Except for those Duokang heavy cavalry who were professional soldiers, King Baili's army was rigidly organized and could not carry out independent operations in a small team formation.
Who can entrust the important mission of going deep behind enemy lines to a group of slaves?
None of King Baili's enemies have such abilities, so naturally there is no need to guard against such enemies.
If you are an army, you must have baggage. If you are a baggage, you are afraid of being burned by fire. To set a fire, a team of people is enough.
The army, which was like our own, walked on its own territory without fear. It held its torch high and formed a series of fuzzy fiery snakes in the mountains and fields, meandering towards the valley of Su Mang, like the most warm guiding light in the dark night.
Dai Daozi, on the other hand, was cautious and led the ninety-five cavalry soldiers to get on their horses and silently followed behind this army, staring at the firelight and walking on the path they had taken.
The march went very smoothly. Dai Daozi just took a nap on the horse. When he was woken up by Tang soldiers, he had already reached the entrance of the valley.
Tang soldiers found out that there were 200 defenders stationed in the valley. The food and livestock could be seen at a glance, so the defense was very lax.
But with the seven or eight hundred tired people who walked back, it was impossible to save this batch of food. The success rate of sneaking in a few people at night to cause trouble, and then rushing in and setting fire to it was quite high.
Dai Daozi immediately gave the order, and ten Tang soldiers put on their bare-shouldered coats and sneaked in. Before long, chaos broke out in the valley.
Dai Daozi outside the valley also said that his brothers were really nimble in doing things. At that time, more than 80 Tang soldiers were desperate and rushed in with their swords and guns drawn.
I was stunned as soon as I entered.
They never expected that the chaotic sounds coming from the valley were different from what they imagined.
It had nothing to do with the Tang soldiers' rebellion. It was the seven or eight hundred slave soldiers who surrounded the tents of the garrison soldiers and beat and killed the Baili soldiers who were keeping watch at night. They were opening the warehouse to collect grain.
Suddenly they heard the sound of horse hoofbeats behind them. They thought it was King Bailey's army. The crowd was like a falling wave, laying down their weapons and kneeling down in groups under the moonlight.
He didn't even dare to raise his head.
