I, Zhu Youjian: the first prodigal son of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 211 Deep into Mobei?

"Okay, we're going to discuss business, Mr. Wang, you go and do your work first," Mao Yuanyi faltered after being kicked heavily on the buttocks a few times.

He politely sent the old farmer out of the courtyard, and said with a grinning grin: "Uncle Wang, go slowly, come back to play when you are free."

"I won't play tricks with you again!"

Uncle Wang left angrily.

Watching Uncle Wang walk away, Mao Yuanyi turned around slowly, returned to his former scholarly appearance, and walked straight into a room to the north.

"Come in," he said calmly, "The twelve village chiefs are all here, let's start deploying the mission directly."

In an instant, the previous idle atmosphere disappeared.

Instead, there was an unrelenting killing spirit.

Sun Chuanting, who had led the army, obviously felt a chill down his back and his scalp was a little numb, so he couldn't help but sat upright.

The same is true for the other eleven village chiefs.

Mao Yuanyi glanced around, and said in a deep voice: "I called you 12 people here mainly for the next big battle.

You people, the current experience is not enough, but the foundation is relatively good, some have served as county magistrates, some have served as prefects, and there is an idiot who has also served as the commander of the capital.

Now, put down all those shit identities of yours.

Because, when it comes to fighting, you are not qualified..."

Straight to the point, a reprimand first made the twelve village chiefs bow their heads.

Especially among them, Sun Chuanting, the 'biggest official', was flushed all over his face, wishing to find a crack in the ground to get in.

Mao Yuanyi took a sip of clear water and continued: "I know that some of you are still not convinced, it doesn't matter, because, in terms of leading troops to fight, you are all useless except for me, Mao Yuanyi.

Especially Sun Chuanting, don't think that the former commander of Yulin Town, half of the commander in chief, is simply a waste of waste. "

Sun Chuanting suddenly raised his head and stared angrily.

How can anyone bully people like this!

"Sun Chuanting, given you three hundred soldiers and horses, how can you defeat three thousand northern barbarian cavalry in Qingshui Village under your jurisdiction?" Mao Yuanyi said slowly.

Sun Chuanting: "..."

300 people against 3000 people, why don't you go to heaven!

Shaved head Mao is clearly an official avenger.

"With 300 soldiers and horses against [-] northern barbarian cavalry, there is no way to fight this battle, Mr. Mao Da!" Sun Chuanting said coldly: "You are the god of soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, can you, come and fight?"

The other 'village chiefs' also looked annoyed. It seemed that their origins were similar to Sun Chuanting's.

"Three thousand northern barbarian iron cavalry, what's the point?" Mao Yuanyi took a sip of clear water and said calmly: "Even if it is the [-] most elite cavalry of Jiannu, plus wastes like Huang Taiji, Dai Shan, and A Min, it's not enough for me With a flick of the finger, it disappears?

What are you guys! "

The village chiefs: "..."

Well, this kind of astonishing feat is really, really down-to-earth.

"Let you see what it means to lead troops to fight," Mao Yuanyi glanced at Sun Chuanting, and shouted, "Wang Yunyan, Li Mingyuan, you two trash, get out!"

Wang Yunyan and Li Mingyuan, who looked honest and honest, walked in the door, bowed and saluted: "What's your order, Commander!"

"Come on, show a few battles to the village chiefs and let them see."

Mao Yuanyi took a bowl of clear water, turned to look at the topographic map hanging on the wall, and didn't even bother to look back.

"Several village chiefs, may I ask, where, who are you fighting with, and how is the strength of the two sides compared?"

Sun Chuanting snorted coldly, and said: "Qingshui Village, our three hundred soldiers and horses will fight against three thousand cavalry from the northern barbarians, two great generals, let's start the deduction."

The other eleven village chiefs looked at Wang Yunyan and Li Mingyuan gloatingly, and they were all thinking: "These two people can tell from their appearance that they are mud-legged people who haven't studied for a few days, but they just followed Mao Yuanyi to play more Only a few battles.

Is it really going against the sky? '

"Qingshui Village, I'm familiar with the terrain, so let me tell you about it," Wang Yunyan said with a grin, "I don't know how to grasp a brush, and I don't know how to talk on paper like the commander-in-chief.

How about this, let's go out to the yard and I'll draw on the dirt, okay? "

"Okay, then go to the yard!"

The twelve village chiefs said in unison.

To be honest, being under the same roof with Mao Yuanyi, the faint murderous aura made them feel too uncomfortable.

I always feel a little jittery.

Everyone came to the crooked neck tree in the yard and formed a circle, watching Wang Yunyan begin to draw the topographic map of 'Qingshui Village'.

"Village chiefs, please see that Qingshui Village has a radius of more than forty miles, and there are a total of seven roads entering and leaving the village.

Among them, four are rugged paths, which are completely usable when ordinary people retreat. Anyway, the main ones for transporting food are chicken buses;
Therefore, these four paths are also our retreat routes.

As for the remaining three roads, one leads to the Kushui River, and across the river is Longjing Village. Since we want to wipe out the three thousand cavalry, we must block this road.

No, we can't beat it, let's put it in the neighbor's house to harm people, right?

There are also two roads, one in and one out, most of which are the terrain between two mountains and one road. This kind of terrain is extremely beneficial to us. We can lay mines on the road and fight a few ambushes .

In short, how disgusting how to fight.

Of course it was to make those northern barbarian cavalry sick, not to make us sick..."

Next, is a "guerrilla warfare" on-site teaching.

Wang Yunyan has never studied, so she can't speak some advanced knowledge, but every move is based on the weakness of the Northern Barbarian cavalry, and the three-way greeting, simple and simple, the language is simple and honest, but it sounds more eloquent...

Firepower configuration, logistical supplies, attack and retreat routes, roughly how many enemies are wiped out at that location, how to deal with various emergencies...

Wait, there's more.

Sun Chuanting and the other eleven 'village chiefs' were fascinated by what they heard.

"If they split into three groups, how should we respond?"

"In the hilly area at the east end of Qingshui Village, the cavalry can escape in. We only have 300 people, how should we deal with it?"

……

Wang Yunyan answered the questions very earnestly, in a lukewarm manner, just like Mao Yuanyi was when she was a teacher, and finally completely conquered the village chiefs.

"Listening to your words is better than reading ten years of books!"

"General Wang, thank you for your advice!"

The village chiefs clasped their fists and saluted, their admiration for Wang Yunyan was beyond words.

"However, if Mao shaves his head...cough cough, if Commander Mao personally commands, how should we fight this battle?" Only Sun Chuanting was still a little unconvinced and couldn't help asking.

"Marshal Mao?" Wang Yunyan laughed loudly, "I just need to use my words, and three thousand northern barbarians will be wiped out!"

The village chiefs: "..."

Well, he is the God of War of the Ming Dynasty, even if you blow the sky, no one will doubt it.

"Okay, let's go in and listen to Marshal Mao's deployment." Wang Yunyan smiled and invited the twelve village chiefs into the house, "Marshal, the deduction is over."

Mao Yuanyi stood in front of the map, frowning slightly, as if something made him hesitate.

"Sun Chuanting, Cao Bianjiao, Li Dingguo...you are all scholars, and you have also led soldiers and fought in wars. The oldest is 50 years old, and the youngest is a young talent;

I want to entrust you with a heavy responsibility, so I have to stimulate you with words.

Please bear with me.

Because, the next battle is very important to our Ming Dynasty, and I can't act rashly when it comes to the military and state affairs of whether or not Long Live Lord's basic board can be kept. "

Mao Yuanyi turned around slowly, bowed to all the 'village chiefs', and continued: "Therefore, let Wang Yunyan deduce the battle in a small Qingshui village for you, mainly to let you intuitively understand the essence of guerrilla warfare.

You guys, can you understand my painstaking efforts? "

Sun Chuanting, Cao Bianjiao and others nodded one after another.

"Marshal Mao, give the order," Sun Chuanting clasped his fists and said, "Sun, obey."

The others nodded yes.

"It's not enough to be convinced, you have to learn to fight," Mao Yuanyi said with a gentle smile: "All of you are generals who have been named by the Lord Long Live and asked me to train well;

You may not know that in the entire land of Shaanxi, Gansu and Gansu, only the 12 of you can become village chiefs.

By the way, I, Mao Yuanyi, Wang Yunyan, and Li Mingyuan, were the first batch of village chiefs.

First let you plant the fields and get along with the common people for a period of time before you can understand why the Long Live Lord has such a layout. You guys, can you understand the mystery of it? "

Mao Yuanyi stared at every 'village chief' with piercing eyes.

After hearing Mao Shatou's words, everyone was terrified.

It turned out that they were 'tied' here by a secret decree passed down by the Long Live Lord...

No wonder Mao Yuanyi's muskets, cannons and other items were far better than those of the Ming frontier army.

Moreover, even the Daming Engineering Bureau and Daming Academy sent many people to deeply cultivate the land of the three prefectures. In just half a year, this originally barren land has undergone earth-shaking changes.

"One more thing, you must strictly keep it confidential."

"That is, before Long Live God announces to the world, each of us is a big traitor. Are you prepared?"

Originally, according to the idea of ​​the idiot emperor, Cao Gong and Mao Yuanyi, hiding a surprise army in the land of the three prefectures could sweep the world when necessary, so it was kept secret from many people below.

Changes are worse than plans.

Now, the nine borders are in chaos, and the southeast coastal area has become a serious problem, so they have to speed up their pace, and first find a way to beat the Beiman and Jiannu to the ground.

Therefore, Sun Chuanting, Cao Bianjiao and other reserve generals who were 'hidden' by the idiot emperor had to be activated in advance...

……

In the early morning of the next day, Mao Yuanyi finally sent the twelve 'village chiefs' away.

He stood at the gate of the small courtyard with his hands behind his back, a trace of worry and fatigue on his handsome and tough face.

He suddenly remembered a sentence of the idiot emperor: "It's going to rain, and my mother is going to get married, so let him go." '

"It's still too harsh, I want to fight a perfect battle of annihilation..."

Tens of thousands of northern barbarian cavalry, on this loess plateau full of ravines, criss-crossing, like a pack of hungry wolves, how can they all be wiped out?
It's just doing your best.

Especially when Mao Yuanyi thought that he only had less than 20 elites in his hands, plus [-] 'militiamen' temporarily organized, he felt even more worried.

I hope that the twelve "village chiefs" who are favored by Long Live God can really grow up as soon as possible and become his right-hand man.

"Marshal, you should rest for a while, you haven't closed your eyes for three days and three nights."

While Mao Yuanyi was deep in thought, Wang Yunyan walked over quickly, holding a bowl of mutton in her hand: "First eat a bowl of mutton, and then sleep for a few hours. As for the war, leave it to us."

Mao Yuanyi took the bowl of mutton, found a clean stone and sat down, but was not in a hurry to eat: "We must rely on you veterans of the Ming Dynasty to fight the war. The problem is, those village chiefs...

Is it reliable or not? "

He even complained a little bit about the idiot emperor, who rebelled as soon as he rebelled, and he even wanted to train a group of 'reserve cadres' for him!
"It's definitely unreliable at the beginning. Our tactics are very different from the previous ones. Even Li Mingyuan and I have only scratched the surface..."

Wang Yunyan said with a bitter face: "Why don't you let me fight the main force. After a few battles, the vitality of the northern barbarian cavalry will be severely injured. Let's train slowly?"

"No way," Mao Yuanyi scolded, "I know reckless, loss-making business, we are determined not to do it!"

"Yunyan, you have to remember, the so-called elites in our hands, everyone is a treasure, and I will feel pain if I lose one."

Mao Yuanyi began to eat mutton.

Fill your stomach first, and let's talk after two hours of confusion.

As for fighting...

Suddenly, a sentry rushed to this side at full speed.

"Commander, a northern barbarian cavalry from the direction of Jincheng Pass has entered the territory of Pingliang Mansion!"

Well, it seems that I can't sleep.

While eating the mutton slowly, Mao Yuanyi pondered and deduced, "When will the batch of muskets and cannons sent by Sun Yuanhua arrive at Pingliang Mansion?"

"It was delivered three days ago."

"Then it doesn't matter," Mao Yuanyi frowned a little, drank the mutton soup in a few sips, and handed the bowl to Wang Yunyan: "Pingliang Mansion only needs to guard Liupanshan, Guanshan and Sanguankou. The speed will be much slower.

It's a pity that we don't have our soldiers and horses on the front line of Huajialing. Otherwise, we don't need to let them in after stabbing a few knives from behind, and those northern barbarian cavalry will almost become useless. "

Wang Yunyan said: "But, there are only seven or eight thousand elites..."

"It doesn't matter, as long as we fight according to the original arrangement, it won't be a big problem," Mao Yuanyi pondered for a few moments, then laughed, "It's a big deal, it's just a matter of losing some pots and jars.

Send an order to Pingliang Mansion, let go and fight, and be sure to wipe out the more than 1 cavalry! "

"Wang Yunyan obeys the order!"

Mao Yuanyi suddenly got up, turned to look to the north, and said in a cold voice: "I will give you 5000 troops, go out of Ningxia Town, cross the Great Wall in the north, and go deep into the grassland and desert alone;
Bypass the Ordos Grassland and let go of your hands and feet to make a big fuss.

Remember, if you don't destroy the Northern Barbarian Royal Court, don't come back! "

Wang Yunyan was overjoyed, but a little stunned: "Marshal, leave Ningxia Town...to go deep in the desert to fight the northern barbarian king's court?"

5000 people, sprinkled on the northern deserts and grasslands, it is estimated that even a decent wave will not be able to hit it...

How can we fight this battle?
"Pig brain, don't you know how those northern barbarians marched and fought?"

Mao Yuanyi said with emotion: "It's a pity that I can't personally lead the army to go to the north of Mobei and attack Huanglong directly; nor can I go to the northwest to sing happily and kill Loulan!"

"You, Wang Yunyan, are my Mao Yuanyi's knife. Go ahead and chop off their heads, break their backbones, and cut off their way back home!"

"Wait until the day you seal the wolf and live in Xuxu, when you become famous."

"I invite Lord Long Live to confer on you the title of Champion!"

"The Champion of Ming Dynasty!"

(End of this chapter)