"Your Highness, Timur is still just leading troops to fight today and has no other actions." In a hole in the eighth ditch, there are many oil lamps made of pine oil burning here, which is used as a temporary headquarters. Zhu Su was stationed here at this time, listening to the reports from the left and right.
In the trench near the headquarters, there were fully 3,000 Zhou Wang guards garrisoned. On the contrary, there were only 2,000 Ming troops scattered around the perimeter. Timur's guess was good. At this time, the Ming army's force distribution was indeed weak on the outside and strong on the inside. Most of the troops were concentrated in the center for reinforcement at any time. The reason for doing this is because the troops are sparse and it is impossible to defend this long front separately. Second, it is also because of poor information transportation. In this era, most combat commands still rely on semaphores, and trench warfare is different from others. Flags are often not flown.
There was no radio in this era, so the troops could only be concentrated near the headquarters and deployed uniformly according to the situation.
It's a flaw, but it's also a helpless move.
"It seems that Timur's army has done nothing today." Zhu Su nodded, and the scouts who came to report immediately withdrew. Zhu Su saw that Timur's camp on the sand table was already encircling the trench front, and instinctively felt that something was not good.
"Your Highness, does this traitor chief want to surround us to death?" Cao Tai said. "Since he came here, except for the two tests on the first day, he has only been fighting and has never done anything."
"We are fighting but not fighting, and retreating but not retreating. Why?"
"The trench stretches for several miles, so how can they be surrounded by it?" Di Meng said. "What's more, even now, the poisonous people and the Persians are still digging trenches for us...The trenches are getting wider and wider. Even if Timur has an army of millions, it will be difficult to do anything."
"Your Highness, Timur has been inactive for a long time, so he must have something planned. We should take precautions early." He advised Zhu Su.
"Yeah." Zhu Su nodded, looking rather ugly. To be fair, Timur's rank is indeed much higher than that of Naha Chu, Ma Heima and others he has played against.
With the trench warfare method and the Ming Dynasty's world-leading muskets, Zhu Su originally had the confidence to take on Tamburlaine, who was known as the "conqueror of the world" in history, even with only 5,000 fighting soldiers. .
But the people who can leave a famous name in history are not in vain. If Timur was impatient because of the decline of his grandson Heima, or if he chose to attack by force because of the overwhelming number of his troops, then he would inevitably encounter a hard nail in front of the trenches and muskets.
What about world conquerors? Do you recognize this formation? Can you find a way to break the situation?
But the problem is that even in the face of such unprecedented tactics, Timur was keenly aware of the danger. After two tests on the first day, he decisively stopped the offensive and chose to stop with silence.
As long as he doesn't move, there will naturally be no losses or flaws. At the same time, the mountainous military strength puts huge pressure on Zhu Su. Now, it was Zhu Su who needed to think of a way to break the situation.
"... Let the rear army continue to intimidate Ma Heima and squeeze Ma Heima into Keshi City." Zhu Su thought for a long time and could only come up with this solution that was not a solution. Since Timur didn't move, he would seize the opportunity to bully his great grandson to death. What if Timur felt sorry for his grandson and might have chosen to attack him in a hurry?
"Yes." A messenger went to convey Zhu Su's order, but the expressions of everyone in the tent still did not improve. They all know that this is just an attempt with little chance of success. Even though they look down on this wild land, after a confrontation with the Timur Empire, they have to admit that Timur is indeed a great hero.
As a hero, how could he care for a mere grandchild?
"Your Highness, in fact, we are done attracting Timur here." Gou'er thought for a long time and whispered to him. "How about we withdraw quietly..."
What he said is not bad. Timur had been lured here, and there was enough time for Zhu Di to gain a foothold.
However, Zhu Su shook his head. "Timur came slowly, his footing was extremely stable, and there were no flaws. He came to challenge us every day, and he scolded his horses to test us in many ways. It is clear that he wants to drag us here."
"If the withdrawal of troops is discovered by them, the entire army will be annihilated. If we want to withdraw troops safely, we must find an opportunity."
He also didn't expect Timur to be so meticulous with his troops, so he didn't think about how to escape from the beginning. It is believed that Timur's power came from Mongolia and was influenced by Turkic and Islamic culture, so his military use must be as open as the nomadic people.
But I didn't expect that Timur would be so attentive... He was really difficult to deal with.
"The timing... I'm afraid, I'm afraid, the timing I'm waiting for has not come yet, but the opportunity for the thief chief has arrived first." Di Meng smiled bitterly upon hearing this.
He has long been able to take charge of his own affairs, but there is still something he cannot understand about the current situation. It was obvious that the thief chief named Timur opposite was also waiting for an unknown opportunity.
Now, it depends on which side is waiting for the opportunity to come first.
For several days, Timur only condemned people to fight, and sent out cavalry troops to trap Zhu Su and others in the ditch. Zhu Su was here to carry the baggage for Zhu Di's troops who were marching in a hurry. He had plenty of supplies such as grain, fodder and gunpowder, and was covered by trenches, so he was not in a hurry. I couldn't understand the curse words spoken by the barbarians on the left and right.
Not many people have noticed that the temperature has been falling continuously over the past few days...
Early that morning, when Zhu Su woke up and got out of the trench, he found that heavy snow like goose feathers was falling from the sky. The snow fell heavily, and soon the ground was covered with a plain color. Cao Tai once lived with his father in northern Xinjiang for a long time and was very familiar with snow. He looked up for a while and said with joy: "What a heavy snow! I think it will take a few more days for such a heavy snow to fall."
"When the snow thickens, Timur's army will be unable to attack... We can hold them off for a little longer."
When all the generals heard this, their faces were filled with joy. Snow truce is almost a consensus of war in this era. After all, marching in the snow is inconvenient, and the defenders take advantage. And if you delay a little longer, Timur will be more likely to reveal his flaws.
Zhu Su looked at the ground that was gradually covered with silver. He didn't know why, but suddenly his whole body was shaken. The dog's sharp eyes immediately noticed Zhu Su's abnormality and asked immediately: "Your Highness."
"What's wrong with you?"
"Not good!" Zhu Su's pupils trembled. "This snow... I actually forgot to think that the thief chief would take advantage of snow!"
"This heavy snowfall...is the chance to win that the Thief Chief Timur is waiting for!"
(End of chapter)
