"Hey, life on the horse is really hard." Yang Bing turned over and dismounted, rubbing his inner thigh with a painful expression.
In the past ten days, except for resting at night, the group of them was basically on the road during the day. Even when eating, they took out dry food directly from the package on the horse and gnawed it. This tortured Yang Bing and Ziyun. , Yang Bing is still a little better. After all, his physical fitness in his previous life was nothing to mention, and he was already prepared in his heart.
But Ziyun, a little girl who had never ridden a horse, suffered so much that she couldn't even dismount. Yang Bing helped her down. Ziyun was almost moved to tears because of this.
"I said General Wanqi, how far do we have to go? Can't we find a station to rest?" Yang Bing sat in the field and asked Wanqi Kerr who was standing not far away and looking at the map carefully. .
"Huh, I can't stand this anymore. Young Master Yang, how about I send someone to escort you and your good maid back?" Wan Qike'er looked disdainful.
"Tch, if I had come here a few years earlier, would this general's position be of your concern?" Yang Bing turned to Ziyun, who was limping and busy beside him, and said, "Well, Ziyun, please stop working. Come on, come sit down and take a rest."
Ziyun did not dare to look back, but stuttered and said: "Master, Master, I'm not tired, you can rest yourself." If Yang Bing stood in front of Ziyun, he would feel very funny. Ziyun's face was red, and she didn't dare to talk to Yang Bing and look at her. Just because when Yang Bing helped her off the horse, Yang Bing's hands touched Ziyun's waist and buttocks.
"Report! General, there is an urgent report from the border!" A messenger ran over with a pigeon in his hand, went to Wan Qi Ke'er and took out a secret letter from the pigeon's lap.
When Wan Qi Ke'er opened it, his face immediately turned livid, and he immediately ordered loudly: "Everyone! Get organized immediately and set off for the border immediately!"
Seeing that something was wrong, Yang Bing also walked over: "What's wrong?"
Wan Qike'er glanced at Yang Bing and wanted to say that he didn't care about you, but then he thought that Yang Bing was also his deputy general: "There's something going on at the border. The Tatars sent 20,000 cavalry and divided them into three groups to approach our territory. .”
Yang Bing pondered for a moment: "Can you show me the map and secret message?"
Seeing Yang Bing's serious look, Wan Qike'er instinctively handed the map and secret message to Yang Bing without thinking too much.
Yang Bing took it
Yang Bing held the map, squatted on the ground, and read the secret letter. It said that Hatan, the great prince of the Tutu tribe, led about 10,000 troops to Jincheng, which was easy to defend and difficult to attack. The remaining 10,000 troops They were divided into two groups and went to Yangcheng and Beiliu City where there were no Ming Dynasty troops stationed at all.
This made Yang Bing very puzzled. Logically speaking, at this time, the Ming Dynasty's border troops were at least more than 30,000, and Jincheng was easy to defend and difficult to attack. There was no crushing force. If the Tatars wanted to capture Jincheng, It's simply impossible.
"But why do they still bring people there?" Yang Bing suddenly noticed that on the map, Yangcheng and Beiliu, which were not far away, were marked with two red dots.
"What do you mean by this?" Yang Bing asked Wan Qike'er holding a map.
"Oh, this is marked with the second prince stationed there." Yang Bing heard Wan Qi Ker's words and glanced at the map nervously.
In the border area, Jincheng is like the middle section of the Great Wall. Yangcheng and Beiliu are to the northeast of Jincheng, and behind Yangcheng and Beiliu is the only major road to the outside of Jincheng.
Yang Bing's face suddenly became very ugly.
"Is this map accurate? Is there only one road leading to Jincheng?"
"That's for sure." Wan Qike'er said confidently.
"Then things are dangerous. Jincheng has now fallen into the encirclement of the Tatars." Yang Bing's serious expression shocked Wan Qike'er's heart.
Without waiting for Wan Qi Keer to speak, Yang Bing spread the map on the ground: "Look, from the northeast, Yangcheng and Beiliu are actually Jincheng's first line of defense, but the problem is here, Jincheng's external The only major road is this one. The secret letter states that the Tatars have detached 10,000 troops to go to Yangcheng and Beiliu. In this case, Jincheng will have been surrounded by these 10,000 troops and Hatan's 10,000 troops. .”
Wan Qi Kerer disagreed: "But even so, they can't attack Jincheng. Jincheng is easy to defend but difficult to attack. If there are no 50,000 troops, there is no way to attack Jincheng."
"Yes, having said that, haven't you noticed that directly behind Jincheng Yangcheng and Beiliu, there is a flat plain. There are no large Tatar tribes marked on the map here, but on this plain, I I just did a rough count, and there are hundreds of small tribes." Yang Bing finally said the key to the problem.
Just when he was looking at the map, he discovered that on the map of the Ming Dynasty, the only Tatar tribe was the Tutu tribe, and the brother tribe Guilichi tribe at the same time was not marked. This is why Yang Bing just wanted to ask Wan Qi Keer why the map was accurate.
Because according to his understanding, the Guilichi tribe that once unified the grassland has rapidly developed from scattered small tribes in the past few years.
Hearing this, Wan Qi Ke'er snatched the map and her face became nervous. She had been at the border all year round and naturally knew that each of these small tribes had at least a thousand people. And just now Yang Bing said that these tribes had thousands of people. Hundreds.
Wan Qi Ke'er was not a reckless person who only knew how to charge without thinking. She was also familiar with military art. After listening to Yang Bing's words, she could see the seriousness of the problem at a glance.
"What should I do?" Wan Qike'er instinctively asked Yang Bing for his opinion at this moment.
Yang Bing shook his head: "Now, there is no good way. I can only ask people to hurry up and send a secret message, telling them not to deliberately defend Yangcheng and Beiliu, because I think the Tatars will not focus on attacking Yangcheng and Beiliu. Instead of staying in the north, we gathered the small Tatar tribes and attacked the rear of Jincheng."
"We might as well let go of Yangcheng and let the soldiers stationed in Yangcheng be transferred to Beiliu. On the surface, Jincheng's troops will be released to make Hatan think that we are all paying attention to the front of Jincheng. In fact, we will secretly send Yangcheng's troops to Beiliu." Call back to Jincheng and garrison behind Jincheng. That way, if a fight breaks out, at least we won't be in a hurry." After Yang Bing finished speaking, seeing that no one was born, he raised his head and looked at Wan Qike'er.
Wan Qi Ke'er looked at Yang Bing blankly. She really couldn't understand. Is the person in front of her really the good-for-nothing Young Master Yang who was rumored in Kyoto?
In such an emergency situation, he was able to quickly plan the transfer of troops. Wan Qi Keer thought that he could also come up with such a method, but he was definitely not as fast as Yang Bing.
"General? General?" Yang Bing stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Wan Qi Ke'er's eyes.
"Ah? Oh, I'll do as you say!" Wan Qike'er reacted and called over a general.
The tactics proposed by Yang Bing were written on the paper: "Hurry up and deliver it to the second prince before tomorrow night!"
"Yes, general!" The ordering soldier took the order, turned around and ran towards his horse, and quickly ran away into the distance.
"Let's go quickly. We will shorten the next five days' journey to three days." Wan Qi Ke'er didn't waste any time. He got up and mounted his horse and glanced at Yang Bing with a strange look in his eyes.
"In that case, let's set off." Yang Bing did not refute. He knew that in ancient times, especially the Ming Dynasty, there could not be any delay in military affairs. If he made any mistakes, it would really cost him his head. of.
After a brief rest, the group set out on the journey again.
Three days later, Yang Bing and his party arrived at Jincheng, a city in the border area.
As a border city in the border area, Jincheng is no less prosperous than Kyoto.
Moreover, as an important line of defense against Tatar invasion, Jincheng's defenses were not weaker than those of Kyoto.
