Even though he had all these doubts, the more he looked at the strong, brave and fearless eldest son Chu Ying, the more he liked him, the more he liked him.
He always felt that he saw a younger version of himself in Chu Ying.
In the beginning, if he wasn't strong and good at fighting, he wouldn't have been favored by the Li family and allowed to return to his original tribe to lead the original deployment as the Li family's external aid.
The tribe grew stronger day by day, but his situation was still not good. With one order from Li Rusong, he had to give up his original plan and follow Li Rusong into the pass to fight. He had to make unnecessary sacrifices and work for the Daming. To be honest, he didn't want to do this, but he didn't dare to disobey Li Rusong.
Sometimes, he felt that he had lost face in front of his own child, but he had no choice but to flatter Li Rusong. He knew that without the protection of the Li family, it would have been impossible for him to develop the tribe to this stage. He had a lot of enemies.
He could only hope that he could lose fewer elites this time and bring back more people.
The long night passed, and a new day arrived. On the morning of the third day of the first month of the 26th year of Wan Li, the Ming Army at Zijing Pass woke up early to eat breakfast and prepare for the Mongolian attack.
However, the Mongolians on the other side did not seem to be very interested in this matter. They kept dragging their feet, and only when it was noon did they form their troops. They walked slowly and lazily to Ming Jun Pass and set up their siege weapons. It seemed like they were preparing to attack the city.
Xiao Ruxun observed the Northern Barbarians with a telescope on the wall. He found that the ones operating the siege equipment were mostly captured Ming Army soldiers. They were still wearing the tattered uniforms of the Ming Army. He could see that they were in low spirits, as if they were forced to do so.
There weren't many Mongolians either. There were about three to four thousand of them in formation, and behind them was a group of cavalry. Most of them were foot soldiers who dismounted. They seemed to be planning to attack the wall after the first round of long-range attacks.
It was very strange. With such a lazy and slow manner, were they still those swift and fierce cavalrymen who killed without blinking an eye? Why were these Mongolians so lazy? Before the battle, some of them were yawning, and their formation was crooked.
Li Chengliang had been sent back to the capital that morning. Only Chai Guozhu was with Xiao Ruxun, so Xiao Ruxun asked Chai Guozhu.
"The Northern Barbarians don't seem to want to fight, and they look lazy. Their formation is not strict, and there aren't many of them. Commander Chai, is this really the preparation of forty thousand cavalry?"
Chai Guozhu scratched his forehead and said awkwardly, "Commander, they weren't like this before. They were only like this recently, but before …"
Xiao Ruxun shook her head and said, "Forget it, I won't pursue this matter any further. The soldiers don't dare to fight, and you can't do anything about it. I'm now more and more certain that these northern invaders are definitely not here to attack Zijing Pass. They must be here to restrain our army in the eastern pass and prevent reinforcements from entering Shanxi."
"Guthey didn't want they wanted the battle. they thought.," Guan and Chu the the Commander, the the the the the they the the Army. it. After all, it's not normal for them to be so sloppy. "
"Luring us out of the pass to fight? It doesn't look like it, it doesn't look like it. At this point in the battle, it doesn't look like they are faking it to confuse us. They should know that our fighting strength is low, and our fighting spirit isn't high. They also don't know that we have reinforcements, so they can't come up with such a plan. "
Xiao Ruxun looked at Li Rusong. "Commander Li, it's time for you to prepare.
"Head Soldier Li, it's time for you to prepare. In a moment, I will use the Red Barbarian Cannons to destroy their siege weapons, catching them off guard. You will lead the elite cavalry to attack them from the front and defeat them. I will send people to coordinate with you. If they have any tricks up their sleeves, immediately retreat. Do not hesitate, do not fight to the death."
Li Rusong looked down the wall, nodded, and returned to the city to organize his troops.
"Cannoneers, get ready! Load the ammunition!! "
Xiao Ruxun glanced at Wang Hui beside him. Wang Hui immediately raised the flag and gave the order to the cannoneers. The well-trained cannoneers quickly began operating the complicated Red Barbarian Cannons, loading gunpowder and shells into the cannons. The soldiers who had never seen the Red Barbarian Cannons fire before looked on curiously.
"Commander, can the Red Barbarian Cannons really fire that far? Can they really destroy those catapults and ballistae? "
Clearly, Chai Guozhu still didn't believe it.
Xiao Ruxun nodded his head: "The Red Barbarian Cannons are very powerful. Don't even mention how powerful they are. Although they are solid shells, they will bounce when they hit the ground, and they will bounce far away. Along the way, whatever troops they hit, they will either die or be crippled. We often say that we can kill our way out, and this Red Barbarian Cannons can really do that."
"So terrifying?"
Chai Guozhu couldn't help but imagine some scenes in his mind and shuddered.
"That's why, when besieging a city, this cannon is a rare weapon. The only thing that worries me is that these cannons are made by the Francs. They also have cannons like this over there, but only I have Daming here. If we were to fight against the Francs, their firearms and cannons are very powerful. Our Daming's ordinary army is no match for them."
Chai Guozhu frowned.
"Commander, didn't you fight against the Francs in Nanyang?"
"Yes, we did, but their numbers are not many, less than two thousand. Their equipment is also not that good. According to the captured captives, their weapons and equipment are not inferior to Daming's, and their firearms are even better than Daming's. Although the Francs are crude, they have their own system of firearms, mathematics, astronomy, and geography."
Hearing Xiao Ruxun's words, Chai Guozhu's interest was piqued.
"Forget about firearms, mathematics, astronomy, and geography, these are all small things, how can they compare to the art of war and the art of governing a country? The only thing we have to worry about with the Francs is firearms. "
Xiao Ruxun suddenly shook his head, pointed to the Mongolians below and said: "Commander Chai, you should know, in my heart, the weight of these Northern Barbarians riding on horses is far less than the weight of the Francs. If we really want to talk about a mortal enemy, it is definitely not these Northern Barbarians. The only ones who can become the Daming's enemy are the Daming himself and those Western Barbarians."
Chai Guozhu looked at Xiao Ruxun in astonishment, he was very puzzled by his words.
They are not counted as an enemy? These swift and fierce cavalry would easily invade the interior of the Daming's territory, bringing serious losses to the Daming's resources, manpower, and wealth. The Daming has been worrying about this for hundreds of years, is this not considered a mortal enemy? Also, how can the Daming himself be the enemy of the Daming? The Western Barbarians are thousands of miles away from the Daming, how can they be called the Daming's enemy?
Sometimes, Chai Guozhu felt that he couldn't understand this general. This very powerful general who was very good at war, he always seemed to be thinking about something other than war, instead of thinking about the things that really needed to be considered. For example, the Northern Barbarians who were preparing to attack the city.
At this time, the desolate sound of the horn sounded, the grassland war horn that represented slaughter, destruction, and despair from hundreds of years ago sounded again.
At that time, every time such a sound sounded, it represented the despair of the Han people of the Central Plains, because they could only fail, they could not win, and even resisting was extremely difficult. In the end, they could only commit suicide by jumping into the sea.
And now …
"The Northern Barbarians are going to attack! Pass down the order! Prepare for battle! Beat the drums! "
Xiao Ruxun pulled out his sword and issued the order to fight.
The rumbling war drums sounded from the top of the city wall, representing the tenacious and unyielding spirit of the Han people. The drums also crossed thousands of years and resounded in the ears of every Ming Army soldier.
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