In the spring of the forty-seventh year of Wanli, in the Liaodong Plain.
The wind and snow are blowing, the wind is biting, and there is a chilling air between heaven and earth.
On the hills from Kuandian to Hetuala, a team was marching hard in the snow.
Red mandarin duck war coats extend from the hills to the plains, and horses with beams roam among the hills, vigilantly monitoring the surrounding disturbances.
Liu Zhaosun sat on his horse with his back hunched over, looking up and around. There were dark clouds in the northwest, and there were vague smoke.
Liu Zhaosun knew that it was just his fantasy, just like the promotion and salary increase before time travel, they were all elusive.
Several servants said they saw nothing. He did not dare to remind others to see the smoke, lest they be regarded as crazy or disturbing the morale of the army and be beaten to death on the spot.
This Ming army commander, who was only 20 years old, was witnessing tens of thousands of troops heading towards death step by step, but he could do nothing. He could only pray silently in his heart:
"Juniper Marin, you two must not lie down and fight Jiannu with all your strength to hold back this thief Nurhachi..."
But at this time, Juniper and Marin were probably already cold.
According to the original historical plane, at the moment when Liu Zhaosun was praying, Yingming Khan Nurhaci had led the Jin army to defeat the main force of Jun Jun, beheaded Jun Jun, and rushed to Shangjian Cliff without stopping to attack Marin who was retreating there.
Once Ma Lin is eliminated, Jiannu's butcher knife will reach out to the Eastern Route Army.
In just five days, the Hou Jin army rushed hundreds of miles, destroyed three Ming armies in a row, broke the formation and killed generals, making them invincible.
The Battle of Sarhu completely reversed the situation of the Ming and Jin Dynasties in Liaodong, and also sounded the alarm for the demise of the Ming Dynasty.
Liu Zhaosun was unwilling to give in. Compared with himself, Nurhaci, who performed all kinds of obscene and erotic tricks, behaved more like a son of the plane.
In fact, it had only been two hours since Liu Zhaosun arrived at the Saarhu battlefield.
Two hours ago, Liu Zhaosun's name was not Liu Zhaosun, but Qi Meng.
Qi Meng is a promising young man in the 21st century. He works at a Xun game company and is responsible for designing supernatural horror games. He leads a happy life of going to work at 9 a.m. every day and getting off work at 9 p.m., occasionally working overtime six days a week.
One day, Qi Meng worked overtime until two o'clock as usual. When he walked to the door of the company, he found that it was already dark. A black shadow fell from the sky. With a bang, he lost consciousness. The next day, a certain news item appeared:
Shock! 520 A young man climbed 27 floors to give his girlfriend 999 roses, but was raped. In anger, he threw the flowers from a high altitude, causing the horror game designer to fall into a coma!
A headline like "Big Coma" has a bit of a Hong Kong entertainment tabloid feel, but the person involved cannot see it.
When he woke up again, he found himself on horseback in the midst of an ancient army advancing at a rapid pace.
His name also became Liu Zhaosun.
"Zhao grandson, zhao grandson", what a festive name, with a perfect Cantonese flavor. He said a few words, but fortunately they were not in Cantonese. He had lived in Guangdong Province for many years, and it was time to change places after traveling through time.
The army in front of them consisted of gunmen, sword and shield men, and a small number of artillery.
The artillerymen dragged the heavy artillery forward with difficulty, and everyone had a look of bitterness and hatred on their faces. They were doing outdoor sports similar to a triathlon on the muddy road.
"Where are you going to fight?"
In his previous life, as a qualified keyboard history enthusiast, he quickly determined from the mandarin duck war jackets on the soldiers and the "Ming" flag flying behind them that they were the Ming army.
What surprised Liu Zhaosun was that no matter the cavalry or the infantry, except for the artillery, everyone's eyes were shining brightly and they were looking straight ahead, as if there were millions of taels of silver waiting for them ahead.
There is indeed money ahead.
Friends who are familiar with history know that before the Battle of Sarhu, Emperor Wanli, who was so stingy that he even wanted to dig up Zhang Juzheng's ancestral tomb, actually spent a lot of money and offered sky-high rewards to the soldiers:
Anyone who can capture and kill Nurhaci alive will be rewarded with tens of thousands of gold, and will be promoted to the hereditary command of the capital. Those who can kill the four major Baylors in formation will also be rewarded with silver and become officials.
Of course, this is a bit similar to a later organization that placed a reward of one billion dollars on the president of the United States, dead or alive.
There is a lot of money, but living people generally cannot get it.
Two hours later, Liu Zhaosun completely understood his situation.
It is now March 3, the forty-seventh year of Wanli. To be precise, it is morning time. He is located between Kuandian and Hetuala.
The army in front of me was the Eastern Route Army that was last destroyed in the Battle of Sarhu. Its general was Liu Wei, who was known as "the most powerful general in the late Ming Dynasty".
Oh, let me add that this Commander-in-Chief Liu Wei is his adoptive father.
In the early Ming Dynasty, Zhu Chongba established the guard system. Soon after, this strange system began to collapse. By the late Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty, the guards began to flee in large numbers. During the reign of Emperor Xuanzong, nearly half of them fled.
After the Tumubao Incident, recruitment of soldiers gradually became the mainstream in various border towns.
In the late Ming Dynasty, any general who did not have thousands of servants under his command and a large number of adopted sons, who did not drink the blood of soldiers or live on empty pay, would be embarrassed to say that he was in the mixed military circles of the Ming Dynasty.
Not far behind this group of troops, there was another army, which was the North Korean reinforcements that Emperor Wanli shamelessly asked for.
Although North Korea is a vassal of the Ming Dynasty, it has a strong reputation. This dispatch of troops was delayed for a whole year by the North Korean monarchs and ministers.
During this period, Lord Gwanghae and his favorites staged various tragic dramas.
At one moment he said that there was insufficient food and grass, and at another he said that he and Wu Zha could not bring trouble to the Celestial Empire. Finally, it was delayed until last month and finally set off from Changyi.
The Korean soldiers dragged their feet all the way, and in the past few days they were complaining that the weather was too cold and there were no martens.
The leader of the army was a civil servant named Jiang Hongli. His biggest hobby was Mei Ji. During this expedition, he did not forget to take one with him to serve on the road.
To be fair, the Korean soldiers had a hard time supporting the Ming army. According to Ming history records, their performance on the East Road battlefield was as follows:
The singing bird cannon exploded, killing and wounding the Ming army, causing chaos in the formation;
The sound of bird cannons and smoke rising everywhere blocked the sight of the Ming army, causing them to be taken away by a wave of white-armored soldiers...
Of course, according to the Bangzi Kingdom, their ancestors were very brave in this battle. The fight made Nurhachi doubt his life and sent an envoy to Seoul to beg for mercy.
Oh, let’s not discuss this yet.
According to the original historical trajectory, tomorrow, March 4th, the 47th day of Wanli, general Beile Amin of the Later Jin Dynasty will lead his troops to besiege the Eastern Route Army and defeat the Ming Army in Abdali Gang. Liu Wei and his men were all killed in the battle. The Korean soldiers surrendered and helped kill the remaining Ming troops.
At this point, if you ignore the pig teammate Li Rubai who is still on the road, the battle of Saarhu will basically be over for the four-way Ming army.
As a time traveler, Liu Zhaosun didn't want tens of thousands of troops to disappear like mowing grass, nor did he want his and his adopted father's bodies to be cut into pieces and used to claim credit, like Juniper, who died without a complete body.
Therefore, he had to do something, even if he couldn't win Houjin, he still had to knock out a few of Nurhachi's front teeth! Let the Tatars know that the Ming Dynasty is not without people!
Looking at the elite soldiers and generals drawn from Huguang, Zhejiang, Guizhou and other places in front of him, and looking at the dark pikemen (Zhejiang soldiers) following in the distance, Liu Zhaosun rolled his eyes and began to make up his mind.
In the original historical plane, the reason why the Eastern Route Army was surrounded was not only due to lack of food and grass and being forced to march in troops, but the most important reason was that the commander rushed in rashly.
The reason for the rash advance was that he was deceived by the enemy.
Later Jin soldiers wore Ming army uniforms and under the banner of the general army, falsely claimed that Du Song's army was approaching Hetuala and asked Liu Wei to lead the troops to cooperate.
Liu Wei was eager for success and fell into the encirclement inexplicably.
In the narrow terrain of Abdaligao, it was difficult to deploy the car camp formation, and with the continuous charge of the dead soldiers of the Jiannu, the Ming army was quickly defeated.
In the end, the five thousand Zhejiang soldiers who resisted were divided, surrounded and slaughtered by the Eight Banners Army, which was several times their size.
Liu Zhaosun decided to use his imagination.
If the Ming army could switch to an open battlefield, and the five thousand Zhejiang soldiers could form a formation calmly and take advantage of the chariot camp, could they stop the Hou Jin soldiers?
If the Korean generals were not so cowardly, gave up unreliable fire cannons, and used walking bows to shoot at Jiannu archers, would the Ming army have persisted longer?
If the Ming army had the upper hand on the day of the decisive battle, would the North Korean soldiers' firearms be more powerful?
If Liu Wei had stayed away from the front line and was not taken away by a wave of cold arrows from Baya after the war started, would the Ming army have been able to hold on for a while longer?
If Ye He's troops could come to aid earlier, could the East Route Army avoid the entire army being destroyed?
If you have a Gatling gun with unlimited bullets, the kind that emits blue fire...
Liu Zhaosun said he was full of expectations.
Just when the traveler was thinking wildly, the queue suddenly stopped, and the servant came back to report that he had found Du Zongbing's flag, Du Songtang's horse, and about fifteen or six people, shouting that Du Song had killed Nurhaci.
Say Cao Cao Cao Cao is here!
Liu Zhaosun turned to look at his adoptive father. Liu Wei was reining in the reins and looking up ahead. The horse was sneezing and pacing back and forth in the snow.
The commander-in-chief of the Ming Dynasty had been in the military for half his life. His beard and hair were all white and he looked quite old, but his brows revealed the calmness and calmness of a general.
As the representative of the Southern soldiers, this time he was assigned to the most difficult eastern front by Yang Hao. Coupled with the constant drag from the Korean soldiers, Liu Wei had been depressed these past few days. Now he suddenly heard that Jun Song had sent someone to come and wanted to make an appointment with him. Jiannu couldn't help but be a little surprised.
"Let him come forward..."
Just as he was about to say hello to Tang Ma, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind him:
"Father, wait a minute,"
Looking back, it was his adopted son Liu Zhaosun.
In these years of fighting in the east and west, with arrows and guns, and nine deaths, there are not many adopted sons left. This Liu Zhaosun also survived a hundred battles. Although he is the thirteenth among the adopted sons, he is born with brute force and can fight tigers. On weekdays, Li also has the closest relationship with Liu Wei.
"Little Thirteen, do you have something to say?"
Liu Zhaosun looked around, motioned his servants to take a few steps back, and lowered his voice:
"Father, we have nothing to do with the Beibei soldiers. Now that Juniper has benefited, how can he think of us? Besides, Juniper and his adoptive father are both commander-in-chief, how dare he dispatch us? I think there is a fraud involved!"
Liu Wei smiled coldly and waved his hand to interrupt:
"Madman Du is marching into the army this time with elite troops and the best firearms. Yang Jinglue's intention is to let him command the four armies. You don't know Du Song. When he was in Mongolia, he divided his troops and killed the Mongolian cavalry. , but it is powerful, and it is reasonable to defeat the slave thief this time. At this time, there is no need to worry about the southern army and the northern army!"
Liu Zhaosun secretly laughed in his heart, you don't care, but others do. Yang Hao, his grandson, made it clear that he wanted our southern soldiers to die. The route for the southern soldiers was the longest and most dangerous, but the supplies and equipment they were given were the worst.
Liu Wei didn't pay attention to the change in Yi Zi's expression and continued:
"Soldiers need to be quick! If Madman Du has really defeated the Xianghuang Banner, our Eastern Route Army cannot be idle. We should immediately abandon our baggage and lead our elite troops to catch up! Tomorrow night you and I, father and son, can drink in Hetuala and break through. Hetuala captured the slave chief alive, and the military supervisor is here to win credit for our southern soldiers, why are we afraid of what his Liao soldiers will do?"
Liu Zhaosun smiled bitterly in his heart. Now he caught up with him and firmly entered the Houjin Army's ambush circle. He was probably going to have a drink in the underworld tomorrow.
Based on the military strategy of his adoptive father Liu Wei, he should not have made such a low-level mistake. Maybe there was a hidden reason for the collapse of the Eastern Route Army, but in any case, he could not let these fake Dusongtang horses in front of him succeed.
The only question is how to make Liu Wei trust him while maintaining the morale of the troops and preventing internal strife.
He thought for a moment and made up his mind.
"Father! Give the children a hundred servants and let them rest in the camp. If there is a trick, they will not dare to stay!"
Liu Wei didn't know what kind of medicine his adopted son was selling in his gourd, so he waved his hand and interrupted:
"We are in a hurry to march, why should we rest! Do you still doubt Juniper? Don't make mistakes! Yang Hao won't give us good things if we piss off Crazy Du!"
Liu Zhaosun got off his horse, grabbed the ground with his head, and kowtowed several times to Liu Wei.
"Father, you only give me half an hour. If you can't ask anything within half an hour, I'll come here with my head raised!"
Liu Wei looked meaningfully at his adopted son in front of him, and was surprised that Liu Zhaosun, who was usually carefree, was so dignified today.
At this time, another servant urged him. Although he was reluctant, Liu Wei nodded and asked his adopted son to meet Junipang Tangma.
Liu Wei was very worried. The southern and northern armies were already at odds with each other. If there was any conflict at this juncture, it would not end well.
