Chapter 1139 Zhu Zhanji: I'm good at holding my thighs!
"General Xiongba, what do you think Mahamu will choose?"
I don’t know what happened, but when I saw Angkor, the general with a pockmarked face, Huang Dun was always worried that this guy would give him a trick of returning to his vitality.
People are heroes.
But it is not in martial arts, it is in military affairs.
Xiongba's military strategy is completely a kind of side sect that kills ten thousand enemies and loses 8,000 to themselves. During the Angkor uprising, he once faced several times his troops. Xiongba actually burned all the stored grain when breaking through the siege, telling the soldiers that if they want to survive, they can only have hope if they fight to rob the enemy's food and grass.
In fact, it happened to be the one that was once a destruction.
However, Xiongba was even more ruthless. In order to stimulate his generals, he sent people to disguise themselves as Angkor's official soldiers to kidnap the wives and children of several powerful generals under his command.
Of course, the world knows this, and the emperor knows it, and the emperor of the Ming Dynasty knows it.
Then I will know at dusk.
As long as Xiongba obeys the Ming Dynasty in the future, this matter will always be broken. If Xiongba dares to have a second thought in the Ming Dynasty, then this matter will be announced to the public.
Zhu Di and Huang Xu briefly discussed this matter and concluded that Xiongba is a hero.
Xiongba's moves very well.
On the one hand, it inspired the fighting spirit of the generals under its command. After defeating the enemy, they "rescued" their wives and children, making these generals grateful to Xiongba and swear allegiance to death.
On the other hand, Xiongba took the initiative to reveal the news to Zhu Di.
And leave a certificate.
This is expressing loyalty to Zhu Di.
But in fact, everyone knows in their hearts that this loyalty is limited to Xiongba being the general of Angkor, and he wants to be the candidate to restrain and balance Mahadevi.
If Xiongba becomes the king of Angkor, it will be meaningless.
No matter what, among the three giants, Shan Lun Bingdao, Xun and Zhu Zhanji are tied together, so Xiongba is not as good as Xiongba. He has arranged defenses with a large army at night. After setting up scouts on the periphery, the three giants sat in a tent and looked at the sand table in the north of the desert. When Xun raised this question, Xiongba almost did not think, "I think he will give up a head-on battle with us."
It has been more than ten days since I left the seclusion.
The three armies advanced together, but could not find the main force of the Oirat, which was very embarrassing, so Huang Dun and Zhu Zhanji came from their route to find Xiongba - Xiongba admired this.
A grandson of the Ming Dynasty and a demon minister of the Ming Dynasty actually came to find him so condescendingly.
In fact, they can come and inform them to see them.
But no.
This is respect.
Zhu Zhanji held his hands on the edge of the sand table, and was quite puzzled, "General Xiongba, why is your sand table the topographic map of the entire northern desert? It's too vast? We are fighting the Oirat, why do you even get the Urianha and Tatar areas, and even the surrounding territory has parts."
Xiongba smiled and said, "This is what Beizhi asked Huang Shuai to do."
Huang Du nodded, "I sent it to you by someone. At that time, I didn't quite understand what Xiongba meant, but now I understand it a little. In fact, we haven't found the main trace of the Oirat army for so many days. One thing has been confirmed, Mahamu wants to fight guerrillas with us."
In this huge area of Mobei, fighting guerrilla warfare will be a headache.
Hundreds of thousands of people threw into the northern part of the Mo, which was a wave in the sea.
At dusk, I once saw the dynamic marching map of the four crossings of Chishui. In just a small corner, the great Red Army was able to play with a wave under the pursuit of hundreds of thousands of people, and even more so in the north of Mobei.
In fact, after seeing that dynamic picture, the dusk was really amazing for a long time.
He once felt that in terms of military level, the Four Crossings of the Chishui River was definitely a strategic circle, turnover, marching, situation control, intelligence acquisition, and even from that perspective, the Four Crossings of the Chishui River can rank first.
It is the pinnacle of mobile warfare.
It should be noted that there are only 30,000 people, but they have to face layers of pursuit and blocking from 400,000 troops with several levels of equipment. The key is that the enemy's chief general is not a mediocre man. In this case, Han Xinlai has to surrender.
It was definitely the most peak command on the battlefield, and it was a god-like hand, and its significance and far-reaching influence have never been seen since ancient times.
Thinking of this, Dusk looked at Xiongba, "So we have to make a pocket to let Mahamu give up guerrilla battles with us, so that we can solve the Oirat this year."
You can't delay the Wala side.
I am already in my third year, and my great ambition is just beginning. If I delay three or four years in the Oirat side, many things will be affected later.
Xiongba did not answer, smiled at Huangwu, and looked at Grandmaster Zhu Zhanji again.
Xiongba knew his role very well.
He did not come to Oirat to get military achievements. He came here, on the one hand, to ensure that he wiped the butts of the Ming Dynasty's demon minister and the Ming Dynasty's grandson. His existence was to make up for the shortcomings of these two people.
On the other hand, his existence is also a stability to the morale of the army.
The grandson is young and can't convince everyone.
The military capability of Dusk is a slag, which is already a consensus among all the Ming Dynasty and the opposition.
So a deputy coach like him needs to be in charge.
He is the only one to come.
Because if the local generals of the Ming Dynasty come, they will easily overturn the main players, which will lead to the purpose of the Ming Dynasty Emperor Zhu Di supporting the grandson Zhu Zhanji. As an Angkor native, even if he has any military achievements, the ministers and people of the Ming Dynasty will instinctively put it on the heads of the grandson and the dusk.
Xiongba has no complaints about this.
It’s enough for Zhu Di to know my credit, it’s enough for Xun and Zhu Zhanji to win my love.
As long as you can achieve this goal, it doesn’t matter if the 30,000 soldiers under your command are all killed.
This is the dominance.
A hero who can sacrifice everything for his goal.
Xunmeng understood the meaning of Xiongba, and also looked at Zhu Zhanji, "Your Highness, how do you think you should set a trap so that Mahamu can take the initiative to give up guerrilla?"
Zhu Zhanji was actually a little confused.
If it were Zhu Zhanji in official history, he had followed Zhu Di to the north once or twice at this time and had a strong military vision. But the problem now is that even Zhu Di only made an attempt to the north once, and he, Zhu Zhanji, had no chance.
So far, Zhu Zhanji has served as the right envoy of the governor of Changping, and has been fighting Liu Sheng for a year in the Changping Dusi.
Have a military level of hammer.
So Zhu Zhanji was very humble and said, "As long as he can defeat the Oirat, what does Huang Shuai say is enough. I will definitely support you with all my strength."
He is still very sober.
As long as the Oirat is defeated this time and he has such great military achievements, his position as the grandson will be more stable. In fact, Zhu Zhanji is also worried that his father's health is not good. If he becomes like his uncle, he must have a certain prestige and status if he wants to rise to power like Zhu Yunwen.
The key is that the pressure brought by the second uncle Zhu Gaoxu is too great.
Just like Zhu Yunwen faced his fourth uncle Zhu Di.
Chapter completed!