At the beginning of the civil castle, the Ming God of War was a little panicked

Chapter 107 No need for tactics

Orthodox 15 years, the first day of April.

It was just dawn, and the capital was empty for thousands of people.

Today is the day for the army to march, from Deshengmen Street all the way to the gate of the Fifth Military Battalion, there is a flood of people, this is too busy for the guards in Shuntian Mansion, they are already sweating profusely from maintaining order.

At the right hour of the hour, the sound of the mountain shouting long live came from the capital, and the sound came along the way, and the huge sound wave went straight into the sky.

Amid the endless waves of sound, the orthodox emperor Zhu Qizhen, wearing golden armor and riding a tall horse, walked out of Deshengmen towards the school grounds.

Three hundred guards in brocade clothes guarded the surroundings, all of them were carefully selected by Yuan Bin himself, and all of them looked tall and mighty, needless to say their image.

The Jiaofang Division opened the way ahead, and then the singing sounded.

"Emperor Ming Yuji, Yuan Shao Yu Tang. He Qing Hai Yan, Wu Fu Min Kang. Wei Jia Yi Liao, De Be Rong Qiang..."

After the imperial chariot, there are hundreds of civil and military officials headed by King Zhu Qiyu.

Yu Qian was also in military uniform, riding a horse behind him.

In the field of the Fifth Army Battalion, the soldiers lined up in countless huge square formations, standing neatly and solemnly.

"Long live!"

"Long live!"

Ever since Zhu Qizhen stepped into the campus, hundreds of thousands of soldiers began to shout long live.

In less than a year, there were two personal expeditions.

However, the gap is obvious.

The orthodoxy's 14-year personal conquest seemed to be shrouded in dark clouds, and everyone was full of complaints and depressed.

Today, the morale of the whole army is high and extremely excited.

Facing the rising sun, Zhu Qizhen reined in his horse and stepped forward, looking at the endless phalanx, he drew his sword from his waist.

The huge school ground immediately became silent.

Zhu Qizhen looked solemn, and said in a deep voice: "200 years ago, Mongolian and Yuan iron cavalry stepped into the Great Wall, and the land of the Central Plains was reduced to a horse farm, and the land of fish and rice was full of hunger and death. They regarded the Han people as pigs, dogs, cattle and sheep, and tyrannized them. Man and God are all angry!"

"100 years ago, Emperor Gao, the great ancestor, started from the fields, pulled out of the army, and brought countless heroes and ancestors to blood on the battlefield, shrouded in horse leather, and finally drove Baoyuan back to Mobei, restoring the great rivers and mountains."

"To this day, they have come back again. They crossed the Great Wall again and again, burning, killing and looting. The people in the border towns were brutally poisoned, displaced, and the people were in dire straits."

"Since I was young and weak, I have succeeded to the great rule. I have inherited the great achievements of my ancestors and become the ruler of the world. If I only live in the Forbidden City, I will steal the rest of my life and forget the worries of a hundred years. I will humiliate my ancestors and suffer the people. Therefore. I hereby swear together with all the armies, to inherit the great cause of our ancestors, and to conquer the Northern Expedition!"

All the soldiers shouted in unison: "Fengtian Northern Expedition!"

"Fengtian Northern Expedition!"

"Fengtian Northern Expedition!"

Zhu Qizhen raised the long sword in his hand high, and continued: "Today, I will fight with all the troops on the battlefield, and I will not turn back if I don't break the enemy!"

"If you don't break the enemy army, you will never turn around!"

"If you don't break the enemy army, you will never turn around!"

"If you don't break the enemy army, you will never turn around!"

Seeing the high morale of the generals, Zhu Qizhen raised his long sword high and said loudly: "The Ming army is mighty!"

"Long live the emperor!"

"Long live the emperor!"

"Long live the emperor!"

On the campus, uniform shouts soared into the sky.

Zhu Qizhen turned his horse's head, pointed the long sword in his hand to the north, and said slowly: "Heart my order, let's go!"

Then, bang bang bang...

Amidst a series of firecrackers, one hundred thousand troops marched out in line.

At the front are the Left Sentinel Army, the Right Sentinel Army, then the Imperial Guard Army, the Shenji Battalion and the Central Army, and finally the Left Ye Army and the Right Ye Army.

The army is mighty, like a long dragon, with no end in sight.

On the second day of junior high school, I went to Longhutai in Changping.

On the third day of junior high school, I arrived at Juyongguan.

On the fourth day of the lunar new year, the front team passed Badaling and turned north...

From the capital to Yumuchuan for more than [-] miles, after leaving the Great Wall, we entered the grassland and marched [-] miles a day.

Behind the army, there are countless civilian men who transport food and supplies.

This is the emperor's personal conquest, the supply of food and grass is naturally the top priority, and no one dares to neglect in the slightest.

On the first day of May, the army arrived at Yumuchuan Camp smoothly.

Li Zhen, the Marquis of Xiangcheng, had been waiting for a long time, and went out of the camp for thirty miles to meet him.

After the rest, Zhu Qizhen immediately summoned Yu Qian, Li Zhen, Chen Ying, Fan Zhong, and Yuan Bin to the main tent of the Chinese army to hold a combat meeting.

All the generals came forward to salute one after another, Zhu Qizhen said: "Li Zhen, I have seen the victory of the [-] Battalion, this battle was fought beautifully!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Li Zhen hurriedly saluted and said, "This victory is due to the new firearms!"

Chen Ying couldn't help but asked: "Mr. Xiangcheng, tell me, how powerful is the artillery in actual combat?"

"It's ten times stronger than the General Cannon!"

After Chen Ying heard this, he couldn't help but nodded. After the reorganization of the three major battalions, the Shenji battalion was changed to the artillery battalion. Currently, all of them are equipped with Franc machine guns, [-] small guns, and [-] large guns.

The body of the large cannon is similar in length to the general cannon, so it is inconvenient to carry and needs to be mounted on the cannon carriage.

The small artillery is the kind equipped by the [-] Battalion. After disassembly, it can be carried by an individual soldier, which is extremely convenient.

The only thing he was worried about was the lack of power of the small cannon, and now he was relieved after hearing Li Zhen's own words.

Zhu Qizhen asked again: "What's the situation over there first?"

Li Zhen continued: "According to reports from the sentinels, Wala has assembled an army of 15. Three days ago, they just arrived at Dagu Mountain, [-] miles away."

Zhu Qizhen nodded and greeted: "Yu Qian!"

"Chen is here!"

"Tell me, how do you fight this battle?"

Yu Qian said without hesitation: "Since our army's firearms are powerful, we can directly use artillery to suppress them remotely."

"So simple?"

Zhu Qizhen asked again: "Didn't you study the art of war?"

Yu Qian replied: "The so-called strategy of attacking troops is aimed at the situation of evenly matched forces, or the situation of the weak against the strong. Now that our army has a clear advantage, we don't need any tactics. It is enough to have guns and artillery. The only thing we need to pay attention to is to calculate well." The consumption of ammunition must not cut off the supply."

Zhu Qizhen thought about it, and it seemed to make sense.

At the beginning in Tumu Fort, the weapons and equipment of the two sides were roughly equivalent, but the Ming army was besieged by Oala and almost fell into desperation.

In desperation, he had no choice but to fight his back, abandoning his supplies and blitzing the Ara Zhiyuan, only to kill a bloody road.

However, now that I have guns and artillery that surpass this era, what tactics do I still play?
Just imagine, when the Western powers invaded the Qing Dynasty, did they need tactics?

In the face of absolute strength, any tactics and skills are futile.

"What about the others, do you have anything to say?"

Fan Zhong and Yuan Bin hardly participated in the tactical discussion, and Li Zhen had already had a good time, so she naturally agreed with Yu Qian's opinion.

As the commander of the Shenji Battalion, Chen Ying immediately felt that the mission was full.

When he thought of the eighty cannons in his hand, he became excited for no reason.

"I invite you to fight, and I will let Wala also taste the power of our cannons first!"

Zhu Qizhen nodded and said: "Since that's the case, since Qian will be the commander-in-chief tomorrow, fuck the motherfucker first!"

Yu Qian suddenly felt a little flattered, and hurriedly replied: "I obey the order!"

(End of this chapter)