"Is this called big?"
Zhu Ming was shocked.
Zhu Di couldn't help but wanted to shake Chu Ze's head and ask him what he meant by not being big.
The way Xu Da looked at Chu Ze changed.
Not looking at my favorite year-end friend, but looking at a madman.
Yes, a madman.
The crazy and stupid kind.
Zhu Biao was silent for a moment and then answered silently: "If we didn't have guns, the battle damage would have been half as many times." He tried to use data to tell Chu Ze that the current results were already excellent.
They are very satisfied.
But Chu Ze was not satisfied.
The battle losses that Zhu Biao and the others were satisfied with were almost ten for one.
A dozen Ming soldiers were replaced by a Tatar cavalry.
This is even if they have advanced guns.
If not, what would be the result?
There are dozens for one.
The Tatar cavalry is well-deserved for its fierceness.
And the Ming Dynasty's cavalry... doesn't seem to be very strong.
Chu Ze couldn't remember clearly, he just felt sorry for these dead soldiers.
Chu Ze said: "But look, how many people have died in this battle now?"
"Have you ever seen that a country with only old people and children can make people fear and surrender? But now, these men who should be on the front line of development are dying on the battlefield. Isn't it a pity?"
"Once a large number of young men are killed on the battlefield, our country's national strength will be weakened, and we will be bullied by others."
"Everyone, do you still decide that the current battle losses are okay?"
Chu Ze looked at Zhu Biao and others sharply.
The joy in the hearts of several people who were still complacent just now disappeared instantly after hearing Chu Ze's words.
Zhu Biao's face was still a little ugly.
How could he not understand what Chu Ze said?
But the current situation...
Zhu Biao sighed helplessly and said in a heavy tone: "We know what you said, but the results now are indeed excellent."
"The prince is right."
Xu Da nodded in agreement.
He looked at Chu Ze and said: "What you said is right, but you have never been in contact with the military, so you don't know the situation in the army. I don't blame you. Let me tell you, our Ming army mainly consists of hand-to-hand combat soldiers and cavalry. There are very few, and they can only be used as support, and the Tatars are famous for their cavalry. You may not be able to imagine how difficult the battle will be between hand-to-hand soldiers and strong cavalry."
Speaking of this, Xu Da sighed heavily.
His eyes were long and distant, and pain flashed in his eyes, as if he could see the tragic scene of bloody corpses everywhere in his mouth.
Even his tone was much heavier.
"Although our Ming Dynasty has no horses, it has many people." As Chu Ze said, more than half of the young and middle-aged people will serve in the military.
Few horses, many people.
It is destined that they can only rely on infantry.
Hand-to-hand combat soldiers came into being.
The so-called hand-to-hand combat soldier, to put it bluntly, is to exchange one's own life for the enemy's life, to block the enemy's spear and blade with bare hands and bare fists.
In the beginning, their equipment and combat power were far inferior to what they are now.
At that time, after the battle, I don’t know how many people would die.
Thanks to Chuze, their current equipment has improved a lot.
Otherwise, their casualties against the Tatars would only be more tragic.
Zhu Yuanzhang may not have that kind of confidence. With a wave of his hand from above the court, he immediately ordered Lan Yu to go to the north to fight.
It can even be said to be the main attack.
Chu Ze looked at Xu Da strangely: "Where's the horse?"
Such a big Ming Dynasty has no horses?
Zhu Biao told Chu Ze in a positive tone: "There is no horse."
"Due to geographical reasons, the output of war horses in the Ming Dynasty was very small."
"You haven't thought about buying it?"
Xu immediately gritted his teeth: "Why haven't you thought about it! We have thought about it a long time ago, and even sent people to Ryukyu to buy horses, but those bastards in Ryukyu are just a group of wolves who eat meat but don't spit out bones! They want the price of high-quality horses. , but gave us some middle-level horses, and even many low-level horses. If we hadn’t been able to spare our hands now, we would have crushed them all!”
"When the time comes, we will be the first to go into battle!"
"Count us in!"
Zhu Xi and Zhu Di both looked angry, wishing they could rush to Ryukyu now and beat up those Ryukyu people.
Although Zhu Biao was not as obvious as the other three, his expression was not much better.
Obviously he has a lot of opinions about Ryukyu.
Chu Ze raised his eyebrows in surprise.
He didn't even know that these things existed.
It's all because he didn't study hard and didn't take a good look at the history of the Ming Dynasty.
But the name Ryukyu...
Suddenly a cold light flashed in Chu Ze's eyes.
Ryukyu now will be TW in future generations.
It was originally the land of the Ming Dynasty, but now it is still shaking?
Still playing less.
Chu Ze snorted coldly and said, "Don't worry, wait until we have our hands free before dealing with them."
"Now, we have to think about how to further reduce the death toll."
The number of deaths made his heart ache.
But where to start, Chu Ze had no idea for a while.
At this moment, Zhu Biao took out another memorial from his arms and handed it over.
Chu Ze raised his head in confusion: "What is this?"
"Something useful to you." Zhu Biao raised an eyebrow at him, with a teasing smile in his eyes.
Chu Ze: "?"
Why is this man smiling so cheaply?
He looked at Zhu Biao strangely several times, took the memorial, and after reading only two lines, Chu Ze stood up suddenly.
"This, is this true?!" Chu Ze's hands were shaking, and his voice was filled with disbelief.
Zhu Biao raised the corners of his mouth slightly and took a sip of tea in a leisurely manner.
In Chu Ze's almost unbearable gaze, he said: "Yes."
"!"
Chu Ze's eyes instantly glowed with a very bright light.
He didn't have time to say anything else to Zhu Biao, so he immediately lowered his head and continued reading.
Chu Ze read every line and word very carefully.
I'm afraid that one of them will be exposed.
Even after reading it, the light in Chu Ze's eyes was still burning.
After a long time, Chu Ze took a deep breath and sighed: "God bless me for a great Ming Dynasty, God bless me for a great Ming Dynasty!"
Zhu Biao laughed and echoed in a low voice: "God bless me for the Ming Dynasty."
Zhu Xi and Zhu Di were confused.
"Brother, what was written in the memorial you showed him?" He was fine just now, but why did he suddenly go crazy after reading it?
"Brother, you are too biased. You even brought some private goods and didn't let us know."
Xu Da also wanted to scratch his head.
He is just a general, why let him use his brain.
It was torture.
Forget it, sit quietly and wait.
The prince had already taken out the memorial, Chu Ze had already read it, and they should be the ones to read it next.
Xu Da is not in a hurry.
Zhu Biao smiled but didn't answer.
After Chu Ze was so excited, he turned around and slapped Zhu Biao on the shoulder, scolding: "Zhu Biao, Zhu Biao, you've gone too far! Why didn't you bring such a good thing to me earlier? You had to wait until this time, Seeing our moods ups and downs, you are very proud, aren't you?" After Chu Ze finished speaking, he raised a straight middle finger in front of Zhu Biao.
(End of chapter)
