Family Rise: Beginning with Grandfather

"Sir, we found it!"

Late at night, Yang Mingzhen hurried to Yang Zhengshan's tent and said excitedly.

Yang Zhengshan was writing a battle report at his desk and responded casually.

The garrison camp went out of the pass, which did not mean that the superiors would let it go. He had to send a battle report to Jiacheng every five days, reporting his location, actions, and results.

Although there were no mandatory mission requirements, the shogunate still needed to know their movements.

And if there were results, they also needed the shogunate to confirm the merits.

You can't just say how many heads were beheaded.

Today, the Anyuan City garrison camp achieved a victory for the first time, and it was a not small victory. More than 800 heads were beheaded, which was already a great achievement. Yang Zhengshan naturally had to report it well and ask for credit.

Seeing Yang Zhengshan's flat reaction, Yang Mingzhen couldn't help but speak again: "Sir, we found the tribe of the Hu bandits! Should we launch an attack now?"

Yang Zhengshan looked up and glared at him, "Can't you be more stable!"

"Don't you see what time it is now?"

"Uh!" Yang Mingzhen shuddered at his glare and smiled awkwardly: "But what if they run away? We can launch a night attack!"

Yang Zhengshan was a little speechless. This kid looked quite smart on weekdays, why did he become so unreliable on the battlefield.

"The soldiers just fought a battle and need to rest now!"

"And that's their tribe. Even if they want to run, they have to spend time preparing!"

"You go back and rest first, and we will launch an attack tomorrow morning!"

The tribe of the Hu people is not relocated at will. The elderly, the weak, women and children, a large number of livestock and various supplies all need time to arrange and prepare.

And even if they run away, what?

Can you be faster than the cavalry with a group of elderly, the weak, women and children and livestock?

At this time, Yang Zhengshan was not worried that the other party would run away.

Of course, it is better to attack the other tribe sooner rather than later. If the time is delayed too long, other changes may occur, so Yang Zhengshan decided to take the team to take a look tomorrow morning.

Hearing this, Yang Mingzhen also felt that he seemed a little reckless.

He chuckled and said, "Your Excellency has considered it carefully. Then I will take my leave first!"

Yang Zhengshan was too lazy to pay attention to him and waved his hand to signal him to leave quickly.

After Yang Mingzhen left, Yang Zhengshan continued to write the battle report.

"Immediately arrange for someone to send the battle report to Jiacheng tomorrow!"

After writing the battle report, Yang Zhengshan instructed his attendants.

If you are not active in reporting merits, you have a problem with your brain.

Since the results have been achieved, you must report them as soon as possible.

After dealing with the battle report, Yang Zhengshan pondered for a long time in front of the map.

Those who do not plan for the overall situation are not qualified to plan for a region.

At this time, he was thinking about the overall strategy of this attack on the Hu tribe in Donghai.

That is Liang Chu's plan.

Now that the garrison camp has all left the country, it is time for the lieutenants to lead their troops to go out.

The lieutenants are the main force to wipe out the Hu tribe, and the garrison is just a stick to beat the snake.

As for Fushan City, that is the task of Liang Chu and the town standard camp.

At this time, Yang Zhengshan is considering the reaction of the Donghai Hu tribe after the lieutenants and Liang Chu leave the country.

The Donghai Hu tribe will definitely not sit and wait for death, they must be looking for an opportunity to counterattack.

"If I were a Donghai Hu tribe, what would I do?"

Yang Zhengshan looked at the map and fell into deep thought.

Chongshan Town's expedition this time can be said to be fierce, and Liang Chu should put all his strength on it.

The Donghai Hu tribe is not a simple opponent. It can be seen from the war three years ago that the leader of the Donghai Hu tribe also has a deep plan.

Yang Zhengshan thought for a while. Although he could not guess the next action of the Donghai Hu tribe, he had some ideas in his mind.

However, these ideas still need time to verify.

It's just the beginning now, everything is unknown, everything needs to be verified.

...

On the other side, inside the Tumoge tribe.

There was a bright fire burning in Zhayan's tent, and the solemn atmosphere was oppressive in everyone's heart.

"Leader, let's move!"

"Yes, it may be in time to move now. If we don't move, when those Rong people come, we will definitely not be their opponents!"

In the tent, several subordinates proposed to Zhayan.

They lost too quickly in the daytime battle, so quickly that no one dared to think about it again.

Originally, they all thought that it was a battle that they must win, but they were defeated miserably and completely.

Now they are scared out of their wits, and there is only one thought in their minds, that is, to leave here and stay away from those terrifying Rong people.

Zhayan's face was extremely gloomy, and his heart was full of fear.

The Tumoge tribe has less than 2,000 strong men in total, and they lost 800 young and strong men in the daytime battle.

Although there are still many able-bodied men left in the tribe, there are differences between them.

Those who followed him to fight in the daytime were all brave warriors in the tribe, and most of the rest were just filling in the numbers.

If the enemy attacked, he had no confidence in defending the tribe.

"We can't migrate, can't we outrun the war horses?" Zha Yan said with a grim face.

Migrating now would only make them more passive, so it would be better for them to stick to the tribe.

All the subordinates in the felt tent fell silent. They also understood this, but they were afraid in their hearts, afraid of facing the enemy during the day again.

"We still have help!"

Zhayan said in a deep voice: "We ask Zaltz for help!"

He hates his neighbor, the Zaltz tribe, but at this time, he doesn't care whether he hates it or not. In order to survive and for the survival of the tribe, he can abandon his face and ask for help from his old enemy!

Zhayan was still very decisive. After thinking about it, he immediately arranged for people to go to the Zalzi tribe overnight.

…

dawn.

The eastern sky was just dyed with a slight hint of protein, and the garrison camp became lively.

The soldiers got ready after a night's rest in high spirits.

Yesterday's battle boosted their morale and confidence, and they no longer had the anxiety and uneasiness they had before.

The experience of blood is immediate.

Inside the camp, Yang Zhengshan was arranging tasks.

"Master Han, I only need 300 cavalry and 200 armored infantry. I will leave the rest to you! Guard the camp and make sure there are no mistakes."

Yang Zhengshan looked at Han Cheng and said.

Han Cheng hesitated for a moment and said, "Sir, you'd better bring all the cavalry with you!"

Before yesterday's battle, they only had 350 cavalry, but now they have nearly 700 cavalry.

He was absolutely sure that the other party had just been defeated and there should be no danger in the camp.

Yang Zhengshan shook his head and said: "The horses and soldiers we just got still need to be familiar with them, so we won't let them go into battle in a short time!"

There is no problem with the riding skills of the soldiers in the garrison, but the relationship between man and horse needs to be cultivated and there needs to be a tacit understanding of cooperation.

They had just obtained their war horses and needed at least a few days to get to know each other.

If they are allowed to fight at this time, some unnecessary and unpredictable situations may occur.

Seeing Yang Zhengshan's insistence, Han Cheng said no more.

"Let's go!"

After arranging things at the camp, Yang Zhengshan turned around and went out to fight.

After a while, three hundred cavalry and two hundred armored infantry poured out of the camp.

After leaving the camp, Yang Zhengshan first took Yang Mingzhen and his personal entourage and galloped towards Tumogo's settlement, with three hundred cavalry and two hundred infantry walking slowly behind.

"Sir, over there!"

In just two-quarters of an hour, they arrived at the hilltop east of Tumogo.

Standing on the top of the mountain, looking at the tribe in the valley, and then looking at the surrounding environment, Yang Zhengshan nodded clearly.

No wonder Yang Mingzhen couldn't find the other party in the past few days. It turned out that the other party was hiding here.

This place is backed by the Songyuan River and is surrounded by hills on the east and west sides. If you hadn't climbed the hills, you wouldn't have seen that there was a settlement hidden here.

"Sir, they found us!"

Yang Mingzhen said while looking at the turbulent settlement in the distance.

Yang Zhengshan didn't pay attention. They didn't hide their figures and it was normal for them to be discovered.

Moreover, at this juncture, it is impossible for the opponent to be unprepared, and a sneak attack is almost impossible.

The settlement opposite is not as rough as the garrison camp. There are wooden and stone walls built around the settlement. Although these wooden and stone walls are only more than one meter high, they also have a certain defensive effect.

In addition to the outer walls, the felt tents inside the settlement were also planned. They were tightly arranged inside and outside. They looked scattered and messy, but in fact they could well block the impact of the cavalry.

Yang Zhengshan thought for a while and said, "Wait a minute!"

They had to wait for the cavalry and infantry from behind to attack.

The Tumogo tribe on the opposite side was already in chaos. Although Yang Zhengshan only brought twenty personal followers, they still frightened the Hu people.

In just one night, the power and terror of the garrison had spread throughout the Tumogo settlement.

Zha Yan stood in front of the felt tent, looking at the figure on the mountain, with unconcealable panic in his eyes.

Coming!

Here they come!

"Quick, go to Zalz for help!"

If Zhayan could keep his mind calm last night, then today Zhayan was completely panicked.

Under his frantic urging, more than a dozen Huqi rushed out of the settlement and flew towards the west.

On the top of the mountain, Yang Zhengshan narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw this scene.

Without guessing, he knew that he was going to ask for help.

Ask for help!

Are there other Hu tribes around here?

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

One Tumogo couldn't satisfy his appetite.

"Take someone to follow us and take a look!"

He ordered Yang Mingzhen beside him.

Yang Mingzhen nodded and immediately led a few of his followers to chase after Hu Qi who went to ask for help.

The Tumogo tribe below were panicking and preparing for battle, while Yang Zhengshan watched coldly.

Tumogo has a population of several thousand, and their tribe is similar to a small town, but in Yang Zhengshan's eyes, this is just a piece of fat.

Zhayan was greedy for the soldiers and supplies of the garrison, and Yang Zhengshan was also greedy for Tumogo's heads and livestock. Heads meant military exploits, and livestock meant wealth.

Those thousands of cattle, sheep and horses are definitely a huge wealth.