At first glance, the situation is indeed very good, but if there is no such a natural terrain that can shelter from the wind, it is not necessary to think about it. As long as the Outer Mongolians want to, they can conquer this place in an instant.
Although the river is now frozen, Huozhongtun has only one entrance and exit due south, and only needs to face enemies from one direction.
But if the vast majority of the troops are really deployed in Pingqiantun, there will be enemies on all sides, and various areas need to be defended. The manpower is not enough, and it will be even more stretched by then.
Zhao Ming seems to win easily every time he fights. That's because he only faces one enemy every time.
As a classic saying goes, always face one enemy at a time!
Even if it fails, it will not be a problem of strategic planning, but other problems.
After all, it is difficult for two fists to defeat four hands. Zhang Kai's proposal is wonderful, but it can only be done when the Central Plains has large ammunition reserves and mature battlefield bunkers.
And these, Zhao Ming simply cannot do, there is not enough ammunition, not enough manpower, and it is impossible to build a fortress in a short time, unless the Outer Mongols are fools and let them build fortresses under their noses.
"Can't we kill those prisoners? There are so many prisoners who can't eat, and our food is wasted in vain. We killed a hundred of them!"
Monkey suddenly said such a sentence, but just after he finished speaking, he looked around and found that the surroundings were eerily quiet.
Everyone looked at him as if they were a fool.
It makes sense to kill one or two. After killing so many prisoners, Zhao Ming is not an official of Lao Song's level.
Even so, the relationship between China and Outer Mongolia is still in a very ambiguous state.
The southern authorities really want to bring Outer Mongolia back into their own territory. Although Outer Mongolia is clamoring for the founding of the country, the southern authorities do not recognize this kind of thing. It has not yet been widely recognized internationally, so there is still room for maneuver.
Let alone Zhao Ming, even if Lao Song wanted to recreate the scene of killing prisoners in Fengxiang City, it would be impossible.
Not only will it cause an uproar internationally, but there will also be no room for maneuver in Outer Mongolia.
Although Zhao Ming himself knows very well that Outer Mongolia will definitely draw a complete line with the country after that, but this has not happened yet, so he cannot do this unless he wants to be scolded by future generations.
This is typical. Before something happens, don't be the one who stands out.
Therefore, this is why Zhao Ming wants the prisoners to mine. He cannot keep these prisoners in vain.
Since you are going to be a gangster after all, I will charge some interest first.
"Well, Brother Zhao, what you said makes sense, but what should we do now? Are we going to sit here and eat nothing?"
Zhang Kai frowned, he couldn't move, and the food problem was imminent. Even if the Outer Mongolians didn't cause trouble, they wouldn't be able to survive.
"Of course you can't do nothing!"
Zhao Ming shook his head, pondered for a moment, and then continued,
"You have to wait! Now I have two plans, one is more conservative and the other is more radical, but it depends on what the authorities in the south say!"
Zhang Kai thought carefully and said suspiciously, "You mean, what the principal said?"
"Yeah!" Zhao Ming nodded and smiled, "In the final analysis, we are still chess pieces with small arms and legs. If the boss doesn't say anything, we can't go too far in some things."
"What on earth do you want to do? What if the principal's words are fierce? What if they are not fierce?"
Zhang Kai felt vaguely something bad as he spoke.
He just came here to make soy sauce and see if he could make some more money from Zhao Ming, but he didn't want to be sent to a military court for this.
Not only did Zhang Kai feel that something was wrong, but everyone else, except Monkey, felt that there was something in what Mr. Zhao was saying.
Seeing everyone's eyes turning over, Zhao Ming grinned.
"Why are you looking at me like that? Forget it, I'll talk about a more conservative strategy first. It's very simple. Just grind it slowly!
As Brother Zhang said before, although we can't strangle the opponent's neck, we can send a ranger to raid the opponent's material escort team.
But this method can be used once or twice, but not three times. If it is used too many times, it is easy to be ambushed by the Outer Mongols.
So there is an old saying, a child who cries gets milk! "
"What's the meaning?"
"Haha! Of course I cried to the higher-ups. I, Zhao Ming, am not a philanthropic person. I am here to protect a group of people at no cost?"
Zhao Ming's idea is actually very simple.
They just sent people to Zhangjiakou Dutong Mansion to cry out and ask for various supplies. If there were no supplies, they had to collect some wool.
Whether it was money, food or military rank, Zhao Ming accepted it all.
Not afraid that the other party would not give it, Zhao Ming estimated that the Outer Mongolians suddenly went south. Not only were they confused, but the Dutong Mansion was even more confused than him.
"What if they don't give it?" Zhang Kai asked back. He has often seen the face of his superiors, and sometimes they will instigate everyone.
"No?"
Zhao Ming grinned, "Do they dare? Now I heard that the Outer Mongolians have already attacked Chazhong, right?"
If we stop doing nothing for a period of time, believe it or not, the Outer Mongols will continue to send more troops to the south! !
In less than half a month of marching south, they had already lost three flags in succession, and their army of tens of thousands had been lost.
What would you think if you were the coach of Outer Mongolia? "
"I..." Zhang Kai was stunned for a moment and then said after thinking, "I should feel that there is no hope for going south this time."
"Yes! So what if there is no hope?" Zhao Ming continued to ask.
"Should...should...plunder as much as possible..."
Zhang Kai's voice was a little dry, but he understood.
If they don't come out to play at all, they will just let the other side continue to transport supplies from south to north, and see a lot of harvests and a steady stream of battle reports coming back from the front line. If he were the commander-in-chief, he would certainly not be able to help but continue to add troops to the southern troops and speed up the plundering.
After all, there is a high probability that this trip south will fail. In this case, it is better to search for resources as much as possible.
And if they are not active here and just let the other party transport supplies, the other party will definitely become more and more courageous, not to mention completely ignoring them.
There will definitely be enough force left to resist them, and the rest of the troops will be sent south to maximize the benefits.
And if it were Zhang Kai's decision, he would even directly move the base camp to the Chazhong front line.
However, for security reasons, it is safer for the base camp to continue to be stationed on the outskirts of Chabei, and there will be no worries about the retreat being cut off by them.
"So, they dare not give us supplies?"
As he spoke, Zhao Ming looked at Wang Er and Lao Suntou.
"It's not too late. If you want money or food, you need to do it as soon as possible. I'll bother you two to make a trip."
Choosing these two people is purely because Wang Er is obedient, and Lao Suntou is a man who knows how to cry miserably.
The first time he met Lao Suntou, this old boy was very good at crying, but after all, he had been following him for a short time and still needed someone to keep an eye on him.
