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

Chapter 292
Many years later, when Mao Yuanyi remembered that the idiot emperor gave him an order to put the cannon on the noses of tens of thousands of horsemen in Manggurtai, and then waved down the flag in his hand, he would open a jar of wine and fill it up. The big sea bowl was held up solemnly, and murmured to the east:

"Da Ming straw bag, come, drink!"

……

There is basically no suspense in the war. If you put aside the exaggeration of violent aesthetics, and the praise and flattery of later generations of literati, it is almost seventy or eighty rounds of bombing with cannons. The puppet army" is like thin ice in summer, and it is simply vulnerable.

After nearly two years of layout and preparation.

On the front line of Shanhaiguan, the [-] veterans of the Ming Dynasty gathered by Mao Yuanyi and Zheng Zhilong had not had time to charge forward when they heard a strange whistling sound flying overhead.

Then, there were clusters of dazzling white lights.

After the white light passed, the ground shook for a while, causing the [-] or [-] mile Great Wall that Sun Chengzong had painstakingly built to make a sound of mourning, and a gap three or four inches wide was split open.

Some of the city walls built on the mountains even collapsed at one point, adding a thrilling momentum.

Five hundred new howitzers, after accurate calculation, carried out carpet bombing in a radius of thirty miles.

Until the thousands of carriage shells that were transported secretly, one of the remaining ones poured into the cavalry in front of Shanhaiguan, setting off gusts of wind and blowing off the handsome helmet of Governor Sun Chengzong who stood dumbfounded on the city wall of Shanhaiguan...

……

The world was in chaos, and the rivers and lakes were laughed at.

After half an hour of bombardment, it was time for the [-] Ming veterans to mobilize.

They quickly entered the battlefield along the tunnels built in advance, and quickly cut, surrounded, and annihilated the [-] cavalry who came to knock and test.

Gunshots rained like rain.

The Liaoxi general who thought he had mastered the manufacturing technology of Ming firearms not only had all kinds of weapons standard for cavalry, but also a "new musket" for each of them, and several "thunderbolt grenades".

With such a configuration, combined with the cavalry's ability to fight in field battles, it should have been able to fight against about 12 Ming cavalry.

Unexpectedly, less than an hour later.

Of the [-] iron cavalry, there were less than [-] left. Moreover, they still discarded their armor and armor. Many people even took off their armor on the battlefield and lay down in the mud to pretend to be dead.

Many people were trampled to death inexplicably.

There is no suspense, a battle will win or lose.

Zu Dashou, Wu Xiang and Emperor Manggur Taigou, and the [-] cavalry mixed by the three parties were wiped out.

The tens of thousands of people under Sun Chengzong's command were huddled in the fortified city, and they didn't figure out what happened outside at all. Only some courageous people looked out.

Then, everyone froze.

Who is fighting with whom?Some people saw their commander-in-chief, Sun Chengzong, standing silently on the top of the city, holding a Shangfang sword in his hand, with a solemn expression. After standing quietly for a long time, he finally walked down the top of the city slowly.

The gates are open.

Sun Chengzong personally rode his horse out of the city, led twenty or thirty soldiers, and quickly headed for a military camp in the distance.

There, it was originally the camp of a commander-in-chief he marked, but now it has become Mao Yuanyi's temporary camp, and the flags fluttering in the camp have never been replaced.

But Sun Chengzong knew that there were experts sitting here.

After all, he has been running Shanhaiguan for the past few years, if he still doesn't understand the situation, then he, the governor of Jiliao, really deserves to die.

"Which lord is commanding the battle? Governor Sun Chengzong of Jiliao seeks to see him!"

"Sun Chengzong pays respects to the master!"

……

After a cup of tea, the gate of the camp finally opened slowly.

Two teams of ragged Ming veterans silently lined up in two rows. A general banner officer also in ragged clothes quickly stepped out to meet him, and said with a loud smile, "It turns out that it is Mr. Sun Chengzong, the governor of Jiliao. My husband welcomes you!"

After finishing speaking, let's invite you.

Sun Chengzong dismounted from his horse, followed the chief banner officer, and walked silently into the gate of the camp.

He felt a little strange.

Why is this group of soldiers so ragged, even if they are thrown on the street, it is not surprising that others treat them as beggars, but why can they fight such an earth-shattering battle?
Moreover, a small chief banner officer, facing him, the governor of Jiliao, was neither humble nor overbearing, calling him by his first name was simply... refreshing!
"Which expert is your husband?" Sun Chengzong couldn't help asking.

"You'll know when you go in." The chief banner officer grinned, showing his big white teeth, "Anyway, you are all acquaintances, Mr. Sun, please!"

Sun Chengzong shut up.

In front of a large tent, the chief banner officer bowed and said: "Sir, Sun Chengzong, governor of Jiliao, asks to see you."

"Let me in." Mao Yuanyi said calmly.

Sun Chengzong took a deep breath, walked up the steps slowly, stretched out his hand to lift the heavy sheepskin curtain, and saw a middle-aged scholar with a clear face sitting in the middle of the big tent, holding a book in his hand, reading with gusto.

"Sit down. Your Majesty passed on a temporary decree, urging me to go to war immediately. First, destroy the tens of thousands of soldiers and horses in Liaodong and Liaoxi. Xiaosheng is really helpless, so he has no choice but to overstep his authority and fight a small fight. Don't be offended by Lord Sun."

From the beginning to the end, Mao Yuanyi did not look up at Sun Chengzong.

Sun Chengzong moved a small stool by himself, and sat down on the lower seat in an orderly manner, like a student, listening carefully to Mao Yuanyi's slightly complaining words.

This battle can be regarded as defeating him.

As a civil servant with more than [-] soldiers and horses under his command, Sun Chengzong is actually well-versed in military literature. Even in the entire Ming court, there are only a few people who can catch his eyes.

There is a saying in the art of war: Soldiers are deceitful.

It is said that the way of using soldiers is to be mysterious, so that the enemy does not know how to attack and how to guard against, so that he can catch him by surprise and hit him head-on.

Unexpectedly, Shanhaiguan, which he had painstakingly managed for two or three years, had already changed its owner at some point.

Before, [-] Jiannu iron cavalry tried to knock at the pass, but he ignored it, thinking it was just a boring battle to defend the city.

The result surprised him.

His own barracks were replaced, and he did not know when it was completed. Even when the tunnels, trenches, and all kinds of weird fortifications outside the city were built, he, the governor of Jiliao, unexpectedly Know nothing.

In this way, not to mention those slave cavalry who knocked off the pass.

"The last time Xiaosheng met Mr. Sun by order was to discuss the defensive war on the front line of Shanhaiguan. Mr. Sun is a high-ranking man with a large army in his hand, so naturally he didn't pay attention to me, a commoner.

Therefore, Xiaosheng had no choice but to make a bad move, and put all the [-] Ming veterans recruited by His Majesty on the front line of Shanhaiguan. Master Sun must not have doubts in his heart. "

Mao Yuanyi stretched out her slender and fair fingers, flipped the pages of the book lightly, and continued: "If we can cooperate with Master Sun in this battle, the result will be even greater. At least we can take advantage of the trend to capture the three guards of Guangning, and the battle in the West Liaoning Corridor , should almost be over.

However, it doesn't matter, leaving a way out, let Mangurtai and Liaoxi generals have a glimmer of hope in their hearts. In the next few battles, they should not jump the wall in a hurry and fight Xiaosheng desperately.

However, the defensive pressure on the front line of Shanhaiguan has to be multiplied several times out of thin air.

Master Sun, are you ready to defend Shanhaiguan? "

Sun Chengzong got up, bowed and said: "The lower officials have already made plans to defend to the death, Mr. Mao, don't worry..."

"Master Sun doesn't need to say that," Mao Yuanyi finally raised his head, and said with a gentle smile, "Xiaosheng is a commoner, neither a general nor a prime minister. Please don't lie to me, Mr. Sun."

Sun Chengzong: "..."

Mao Yuanyi's deep love for the idiot emperor, although he has no official status, as he himself said, no official, no position, and no title, but the name of the Great Ming God of War is a waste of fame?
"Okay, then I'll call you sir," Sun Chengzong respectfully saluted again, and said, "Sir, how should we fight the next battle?"

Mao Yuanyi pondered for a moment, then said with a smile, "Let's beat him up."

(End of this chapter)