Daming: The Sims, Lao Zhu’s mentality collapsed

Chapter 21 Whoever wants to capture the flag first, come with me!
  At night outside the Great Wall, the temperature dropped suddenly, as if the midday sun exposure was a dream. When the bright moon was in the sky, the moonlight enveloped the grassland like a silver gauze, making it cool and quiet.

The vegetation on the grassland is not the shallow grass that the world thinks. It is generally half a foot high grassland. This is why the wind blows the grass and makes the cows and sheep low.

Nai'er Buhua would not have thought that just a few miles away from his military camp, there were two thousand Ming Army cavalry lurking, like dormant poisonous snakes, bypassing their whistles and watching their every move with dangerous eyes. .

The leader is the Ming Dynasty's Wu King Zhu Ju, or Li Shimin who is now controlling the body.

He sat among the tall grass, burning charcoal in a pit dug in the sand. In order to prevent the smoke from the open fire from being discovered by the enemy whistle, this was the simplest way, but the price was that it was not as cold-resistant as a campfire.

Li Shimin took out a bunch of baked apples from the furnace pit and handed it to Li Jinglong beside him.

Xiao Li was a little flattered: "Your Highness, why are you so embarrassed?"

He was not being polite, but it was really because there was not much food and grass left in the army.

If nothing unexpected happens, they must leave this place in the shortest possible time and plunder Yuan people to subsidize military supplies. If this continues, they will have no choice but to kill horses to satisfy their hunger.

No cavalryman is willing to kill horses to satisfy their hunger. For them, war horses are undoubtedly their most trustworthy brothers, but in order to survive, there is no other way.

Although most of the Third Battalion were old soldiers with strong wills, their tolerance for His Highness the King of Wu had reached its limit. If they continued to do nothing, they would probably tie Zhu Ru back to the pass to plead guilty to Xu Da.

Li Shimin shook his head and forced the baked apple to Xiao Li: "Eat it, let the soldiers be full tonight, and there is no need to worry about the subsequent food and grass."

Li Jinglong's heart skipped a beat: "Your Highness, what do you mean by this?"

"Now that things have happened, there is nothing to hide." Li Shimin chuckled, "Tonight we will have a decisive battle with the Yuan army and win this battle. With the Yuan people's grain reserves to supplement, we don't need to worry about food and grass. There’s a shortage.”

"But what if we lose?" Li Jinglong asked tremblingly.

"No." Li Shimin said calmly, "Just trust me."

Li Jinglong couldn't believe it at all.

He didn't know what His Highness the King of Wu was thinking. Two thousand cavalry were about to go to war with Nai'er Buhua's 20,000 army!
  This huge disparity made it difficult for him to believe that his side could win.

What's more, in addition to Nai'er Buhua, Chahan's tens of thousands of troops and horses are coming menacingly. Their two thousand cavalry are like ants caught in the cracks of rocks. They may be crushed if they are not careful!
  "Let the soldiers eat quickly. If we calculate the time, Chahan should be here too." Li Shimin looked around, and the soldiers were dividing the remaining food.

And one of them caught his attention.

It was a young soldier with an unattractive appearance. Different from the voracious eating of the people around him, he ate the sorghum pancakes in his hands in a leisurely manner, but his indifferent eyes were always locked on "Zhu Zhu".

Li Shimin asked Xiao Li next to him: "What's the name of that soldier?"

"I have an impression, it seems to be called...Ping'an?" Li Jinglong thought for a long time, tilted his head and said, "I heard from the veterans that he only came to the camp in the past few months. He seems to be from Chuzhou and usually doesn't like to talk. , it’s a good idea to get the name.”

His relationship with the old soldiers has improved slightly these days, and he has also gotten to know the officers and soldiers in the camp.

Li Shimin was thoughtful.

……

Nai'er Buhua looked at the black crowd in the distance of the grassland, like thousands of wolves attacking them under the moonlight.

He also did not expect that Kaiping King Naha's response would be so radical. The Ming army was not active in fighting, but the civil war was quite brave, and he would fight whenever he wanted.

Without even saying hello, he just did what he said, leading tens of thousands of soldiers and horses to kill him.

Nai'er Buhua regretted provoking the opponent, but now there was no turning back. He could only move forward with his sword drawn and ordered to meet the enemy.

"Soldiers of Dayuan, we are the best warriors on the grassland. Now, Naha's monastic wolf cub is coming. For the sake of King Qi and his dignity, follow me and fight!"

Following Nai'er Buhua's loud roar, he took the lead and charged forward with his horse, and 20,000 soldiers and horses roared and charged. Facing the majestic Naer Buhua army, their opponent Chahan showed no fear at all. He waved his scimitar and led his troops to confront the enemy.

Tens of thousands of cavalry clashed against each other, fighting together in the dark and cold night. People kept falling off their horses, dyeing the grassland a seductive bright red.

Civil War in the Northern Yuan Dynasty!

……

Seeing this chaotic battle situation, Li Jinglong was shocked. He looked at Li Shimin with strange eyes: "Your Highness, did you already know that Chahan would fight with Nai'er Buhua?"

When Li Shimin saw that the battles were as similar as he thought, he breathed a sigh of relief and sighed.

Xiao Li was dumbfounded: "Is this something that can be guessed? We have been dormant here for half a month, which means that half a month ago, you have guessed the general situation through the changes in Yuan Ren's scout movements. Will a war break out at this time?"

"That's why we can wait for this opportunity."

Li Shimin lamented, "If they had not broken out into civil war, how would they have given us a chance."

This move of his is undoubtedly drawing chestnuts from the fire.

Only by relying on the changes in the movements of the Yuan people's scouts, he guessed that Nai'erbuhua might go to war with Chahan, hoping to benefit from the civil war in the Northern Yuan Dynasty with the two thousand cavalry on hand.

If he guessed wrong, the two thousand cavalrymen might starve into two thousand infantrymen. Even if the guess is correct, the hope of winning with this small amount of troops is not great.

But Li Shimin still gambled.

He held a bent bow in his hand, raised his arms and shouted: "Whoever wants to capture the flag first, come with me!"

Li Shimin didn't look back. One man, one bow and one white horse, calmly flew across the grass and rushed towards the chaos of a bloody battle involving thousands of people.

The soldiers of the cavalry battalion behind looked at each other, a little at a loss.

They had no idea why tens of thousands of people would fight, and where did His Highness King Wu get the courage to charge into the battle alone.

Are you going to take them to their death in a daze?

The soldier named Ping'an stood silently among the crowd, ate the sorghum pancakes in his hands, immediately got on his horse, and chased after King Wu's back without saying a word.

"Well, King Wu, let me follow you to death, right? I am the eldest son of Cao Guogong, and I don't have a great future, so I follow you to risk my life. Am I a fool?" Li Jinglong gritted his teeth. He who always cherished his life was quite embarrassed at this moment. Get on the horse for the heroism.

"Take me to death!"

The soldiers of the cavalry battalion froze on the spot, muttering.

"What's going on? You haven't finished eating yet, why are you going to risk your life?"

"I'm not full yet..."

"Shall we follow?"

"Following you will mean death. You don't even look at how many thousands of soldiers and horses those two groups of Yuan troops have. What can we do with just a few people like us?"

"I will die if I die. How many times have I followed General Xu through life and death. In terms of courage and courage, how can I be inferior to him, King Wu?"

"Damn, I'll let you eat enough before you go to fight. Are there any rules?"

Although they murmured, the soldiers of the cavalry battalion still chose to mount their horses and follow him at this moment.

How can the three battalions of cavalry under the command of the Duke of Wei be afraid of death?
  (End of this chapter)