Lantian in Longxi was leading people to burn down a Tiemuying granary. A few days ago, he had received orders from Qin Yun and led people to march into Longxi.
At this time, a shadow guard came to report.
"General Lan, the prince's handwriting!"
Lan Tian took it, looked at it, and then handed it to Wang Muzhi.
Wang Muzhi smiled and said, "Your Majesty is indeed very good at predicting events. Now Tie Muying is getting anxious and has sent people to find us."
Lan Tian smiled and said, "Then what should we do according to the military advisor's opinion?"
Wang Muzhi said: "Of course we are following His Highness's strategy. When the enemy retreats, we advance, and when the enemy is tired, we harass! But before that, we can go and join General Zhao Kuo first."
Lan Tian was in a daze. He naturally knew Zhao Kuo, but he didn't expect that they could meet as colleagues.
"Then, go and greet General Zhao first!"
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In Tujiapo, Longxi, Zhao Kuo was listening to a report from his subordinates at the division and battalion level.
"General, since we set out, we have destroyed three enemy camps and liberated tens of thousands of enslaved people in Daxia. We have sent people to guide them and send them to southern Yunnan for proper resettlement."
"Very good, continue to break them into parts, and use battalions and companies as units to carry out devastating attacks on local garrisons and logistics and transportation troops!"
A division commander smiled and said: "General Zhao, we have never fought such a fun battle since we commanded the army. We can fight others, but others can only watch us."
Someone echoed: "Yes, I am still short-sighted. Your Highness has mentioned it before. But I didn't expect that just eight words could be so powerful."
"In the past, we were attacked by these grassland barbarians over long distances and cut off our logistics supplies. This time it is their turn to be treated like dogs by us."
Zhao Kuo smiled: "Without the stirrups sent by His Highness, how could you compare to the riding skills of those prairie barbarians?"
Everyone nodded frequently.
In fact, Qin Yun had already made arrangements for the stirrups. This was something he had decided to make when he was in Luochuan, but firstly because he had no time, and secondly because he had no resources and energy.
Fortunately, nowadays, resources can be used at will, food and grass are burned, but iron tools cannot be burned!
The blacksmiths who accompanied the army worked overtime, and together with the three hundred strong men from Tiejia Village who were both capable of fighting and forging iron, they managed to make five thousand stirrups in just one night.
When a person steps on the stirrup, whether he is shooting an arrow or riding a horse, he is more powerful than before.
This was also one of the key reasons why they were able to maneuver behind Temuying's rear with ease. Of course, the remaining ones did not have stirrups and were not idle. They were mainly responsible for investigating intelligence and rescuing the people of Daxia who were captured as slaves.
After they captured a granary, they would distribute food to the captured Daxia people on the spot, many of whom were former soldiers.
These people also knew that if they did not defeat Temuying, they would not be able to return to the old days. They had the mentality of killing one person to get back their money and killing two to get revenge.
They decisively joined Zhao Kuo's guerrilla sequence, and even took the initiative to enter the enemy camp again to obtain intelligence for the army. In just a few days, the results were gratifying.
Zhao Kuo could already see that in the near future, military achievements would be weak.
But at this moment, a spy hurriedly came to report.
"General, we found a small group of enemies ahead. Do you want to surround them and kill them?"
Fighting with more and less has been engraved in the bones of all the soldiers.
"The first cavalry battalion is outflanking the left wing, and the second cavalry battalion is facing the enemy head on. The rest will pay attention to whether there are reinforcements, and the battle will be quick."
"promise!"
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At the same time, Lan Tian led his guards and Wang Muzhi to the agreed meeting place. But when he walked out of a Gobi ravine, Lan Tian suddenly became alert.
"The entire army is on alert, with shields in front and spearmen behind, ready to meet the enemy!"
The so-called first-come-first-serve approach, as Qin Yun's elder, plus Tiecun moved some skilled blacksmiths to southern Yunnan.
The craftsmanship of the musket production line is insufficient, but firearms such as muskets, which only require simple molds and projectiles, can still be produced.
Of course, the premise of everything is Qin Yun's permission and confidentiality.
Now there are no less than a hundred people under Lan Tian's command who are equipped with firecrackers, and they are all trustworthy soldiers.
But when the dark cavalry column pressed forward, Lan Tian was stunned.
"It's the Daxia army!"
Zhao Kuo, who was holding a telescope on the other side, was slightly startled when he saw the leader Lan Tian.
"Send the order, stop attacking, our own people!"
As a first-level military officer, Qin Yun was naturally not stingy about equipping them with telescopes. There were only six of them anyway, and he was able to take them out.
As for the division and camp level, we have to wait until supplies are abundant in the future.
Soon the two sides met at the foot of Tujia Slope.
When Zhao Kuo and Lan Tian met, they were also sighing.
"Lantian, you kid, I thought you were really rebellious!"
Zhao Kuo is a little older and is now the commander of the army at the same level as Lan Tian, so his tone of voice is naturally rude.
Lan Tian chuckled: "It's all arranged by His Highness. Without Your Highness, I, Lan, would not be where I am today. It's a pity that Your Highness has given an order not to drink alcohol during the march, otherwise I will never return without getting drunk with Brother Zhao."
"Of course I have to invite you to drink, but the premise is that you have to win the battle. Soon, the prince will have a decisive battle with Temuying. The prince asked us to turn passive into active, purposefully recapture several cities, and form a pincer attack. The force trapped Temuying to death between Longyou and Longxi."
Lan Tian smiled and said: "What's so difficult about this!"
As they spoke, they began to introduce to Zhao Kuo the siege equipment they brought from southern Yunnan, including catapults and tools specially designed to throw thunder.
Of course, this sky-shaking thunder was specially modified. Each thunder is a stone mine. The big stone is hollowed out and loaded with gunpowder. Before throwing the stone, the explosion time is calculated and the length of the fuse is laid. They call this thing a catapult cannon.
Compared with the compactness of the heartless cannon, the catapult is no smaller than an ordinary siege catapult, but it has a longer range and greater power.
Listening to Lan Tian's introduction, Zhao Kuo couldn't help but marvel.
"If we can transport this thing to Longyou, why worry about losing the war?"
Lan Tian smiled: "How do you know that the prince has no arrangements?"
Zhao Kuo was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly: "It seems that Temuying's death is coming soon!"
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At the same time, in Longyou County, four days had passed since the granary was burned, but the collapse of Longyou expected by Temuying did not happen.
On the one hand, Qin Yun scientifically distributes food and grass. In the past few days, everyone has basically eaten half full, which is enough to maintain basic operations. On the other hand, he also sends Han Weilong out from time to time to charge without thinking to cause trouble for Temuying's main force. Cangzhou’s logistical support buys time.
Finally on the evening of the fourth day, the Cangzhou grain transport team and support team finally arrived. To be precise, the visitor did not come from Cangzhou, but set out from Qiongzhou, and received a letter from Qin Yun on the way.
"Your Highness, Zhao Kun wants to see you!"
As the only one of the royal guards in Prince Liang's palace who had an innocent background, and also Yang Yong's deputy, Zhao Kun had been following Wang Menghu to develop in Qiongzhou.
"Let him in!"
Zhao Kun knelt down on one knee: "Zhao Kun, who is a humble official, has met His Highness Prince Liang! His Highness is a thousand years old, a thousand years old!"
"Please get up quickly, thank you for your hard work."
"It's not hard, Your Majesty. There is another person coming with me."
Qin Yun's heart skipped a beat, and then a female attendant dressed as a man at the door slowly took off her hijab. The person who came was actually Liu Guan Guan, whom Qin Yun thought about day and night. She was still so beautiful, but there was a little more melancholy between her eyebrows. .
After hearing that Qin Yun died, she insisted on going to Luochuan to express condolences despite her objections. Of course, she received news halfway that Qin Yun had faked his death, but she still chose to come with the team.
Liu Guanguan lightly opened his red lips: "Your Majesty!"
The words "Prince" seemed to have exhausted all his lovesickness, and Qin Yun suddenly stood up and pulled her into his arms.
Zhao Kun retreated knowingly.
