Griffin Commander in the Late Ming Dynasty

So, under the blowing of the sea breeze, the Scarecrow set out again with his reorganized fleet.

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Volume 347: Chapter Chapter : A tried and tested combat strategy

The battle with Yangzhou had reached a stalemate, which was obviously something no one could have predicted, whether according to the estimates of the Ming officials or the psychological expectations of the Qing army. Even if the other side had some weapons and took advantage of their carelessness to gain a slight advantage, as long as they took it seriously and the 200,000-strong army fought hard, the other side would probably be crushed to pieces on the spot.

However, Ideal is a Tiger tank and Display is a Yadea electric vehicle. Instead of destroying the enemy with their own two hundred thousand troops, they seemed to be dragged into a quagmire.

The other party doesn't just have something, he has too much!

"No, Ejin, the artillery is useless!"

The Qing army's gunners were now at a loss. The fortifications before them were much stronger than they had imagined. They had been bombarding them for several days, and it looked like only a layer of skin had been lost. The subsequent generals would not let them waste shells and precious firing times to bombard this iron turtle.

If it was just the solid fortifications, that would be fine, but the problem was that the firepower of the enemy was obviously outrageous. Let's put it this way, the Qing army themselves felt that their firepower was ten times worse than that of the Ming Dynasty.

The current situation is very uncomfortable. We are stuck here, and there is a vague feeling that we cannot win in a head-on victory. It is very uncomfortable.

Our Eight Banners have less than 10,000 troops, but when they are more than 10,000, they are invincible. Since our debut, when have we ever been unable to defeat a opponent in a head-on battle? Oh, there was one before? That doesn't count! Good luck is also a part of strength! You understand!

The volunteers showed extraordinary resilience in the battle. No one retreated, no one cried, and when they saw their comrades sacrificed, they immediately filled the vacancy. With such resolute resistance, the Qing army did not gain any advantage on the front line, but instead suffered heavy casualties.

In fact, according to Huang Taiji's temperament, it is unlikely that he would continue to chew on such a hard bone, especially this bone is not only hard in appearance, but also causes broken teeth when chewing on it. They came to the Central Plains to rob money, food and people. Such continuous consumption, without earning anything back, does not conform to their combat objectives. But now, he is being put in trouble. He had said it before, and then his own brother died in front of him. There have been some rumors in the army, and it was suppressed with iron-blooded means. If he retreats now, people's hearts will be in trouble.

Now he could only grit his teeth and push forward, which was quite uncomfortable.

On the other hand, Abatai’s situation was not good either.

"Where have you been?"

After lifting the carriage tent, Abatai asked a knight beside him. He was old now and not as healthy as before. He could not ride a horse like before and could only sit in a carriage. For Abatai, this was simply...

It's so cool! For the old otaku Abatai, every time he went out to fight, he had to ride a horse, which was really uncomfortable. He originally wanted to spend his retirement at home, but now he has to follow his elder brother to conquer the Central Plains. It's really tiring.

"In reply to your Highness, we have already reached Yangshan. If we continue forward and cross Songlingzi, we will reach Shengjing."

"Well, hurry up... The situation in Shengjing is extremely urgent and we can't delay any longer."

"Yes"

I lowered the car curtains to keep the cold air out. Even though the fireworks in the south were like rain, it was now snowing in Liaodong, my world. Large flakes of snow were floating down. I estimated that in another two months, the river surface would be frozen again.

Frowning, Abatai began to check the military reports sent from Shengjing. The more he read, the more his head hurt, because none of these things were good.

The southern part of Shengjing was looted by a group of people who were cruel and flamboyant, coming and going on ships like the wind, making the people along the coast miserable.

In the north, Phoenix City is in great danger. It has almost become a dead city today. A group of thieves with golden and iron monsters kill everyone they see, and the soldiers who managed to escape have become crazy.

The military situation in Phoenix City is the most urgent and is also Abatai’s first target.

What can I, Abatai, do if the coast is robbed? I don't have any ships. They come and go as they please by boat. I can't do anything if I go there. On the contrary, I have to take a look at Phoenix City, because the location of Phoenix City is already in the hinterland of Shengjing. Going further in, there are all the bases of the Qing army, not to mention Shengjing Fengtian Prefecture at the top. I can't be careless.

"Gold and iron monster..."

Abatai muttered a few words, not quite sure what it could be.

"Have you thought about it? Do you really want to fight like this?"

Jiang Han looked at the figure in front of him, somewhat hesitant.

"Yes, Commander. The situation in the city is already very tense. The casualties of your human soldiers have reached 10%. Moreover, the cavalry is quite difficult to train. If they are wiped out in this battle, it will be very difficult to train them again in the future. Therefore, this is the best solution right now."

M4 looked earnest, and 191, the highest commander of the cavalry battalion, nodded: "I agree with M4. The enemy's close combat ability is very strong. When we are outnumbered, we should try to avoid such a collision with the enemy's strengths. Letting them provide fire support from the rear is the best choice."

"With our current combat capabilities, facing those armies of the cold weapon era, as long as our tactics are properly arranged, there will be absolutely no problem, Commander, you can rest assured."

416 also came out to persuade.

After all, he didn't know much about fighting, so Jiang Han could only nod and say, "Okay, I respect your choice, but you must pay attention to safety."

"Haha, don't worry, it will be fine!"

"Based on my combat experience, these Tartar soldiers are much easier to fight than the Ming soldiers and bandits. They are very brave and charge straight into my gun barrel."

"Now that you mention it, I have the same feeling. It feels great. It's not like before, when I killed one and the rest started running away and I had to chase them desperately."

"Alright, that's enough. Let's get ready. We'll start the operation at night. Everyone should choose their own night combat equipment."

Yes, the humanoids planned to use their old tactics, night attack. This tactic has been tried and tested. It is an asymmetric warfare, relying on technology to crush others. AA12, who loves violence so much, is excited to participate.

On the contrary, No. 191 was not very happy, as he thought it was unfair to go out at night. However, he was quickly fooled by Jiang Han with the words: It's a dark and windy night, it's a good time to kill people. Kill one person every ten steps, and there will be no wind in a thousand miles. Isn't this what a knight does?

"By the way, I will dispatch a group of Iron Blood units to assist you. The field combat capability of Iron Blood units is still very reliable and more secure. You can form your own teams based on your specific needs."

"Good commander"

"Hey, drunkard, it's time for you to show off your skills. Help us pick out which of your old acquaintances are useful?"

416 never forgets to mock M16.

"Ah? I think you are really tired of living, right?"

"No, no, no, no... easy, easy..."

Jiang Han hurried over to persuade them to come down.

Even though he had pulled up the Iron Blood doll, Jiang Han still felt a little unstable. After thinking about it, he quietly returned to his card drawing room and used a core he had just obtained a few days ago to make a single draw for himself. This core was brought to him by the Iron Bloods in Phoenix City a few days ago.

Using the core obtained from Iron Blood to build the Griffin doll, isn't this a kind of _______.

With an excited heart and trembling hands, Jiang Han slowly invested resources and clicked on the construction. After hearing five crisp sounds of "ding ding ding ding ding", the corners of Jiang Han's mouth rose uncontrollably.

I told you, I'm obviously a lucky guy, look, look, isn't this five-star here? This shitty fusion pool, if I can't draw three stars, it must be the problem of the pool!

Since the base was established, the humanoids had an anchor point where they landed. It was no longer as difficult to locate as in the past. Not only was the location random, but the time was also uncertain. It was not like now that they could land in front of Jiang Han at the first opportunity. The smoke dissipated, and a crazy voice sounded in Jiang Han's ears.

"Hey, Commander, long time no see. Come with me and destroy something, will you?"

Volume 348: Chapter Chapter : How to outlast the old man

The silver-white short hair is neat and crisp, and a strand of hair separated by a hairpin shows the owner's unruly nature. The red and blue hairpin looks punk on the silver-white short hair, and the ruby-like red pupils are dancing wildly on the Chinese people's operating system.

Further down, the obsidian earrings and ear studs show that the owner is unconventional, and the mask that looks like a dead Tokyo Ghoul mask simply writes the word fashionable on her face.

The burgundy jacket, mesh vest, black hot pants, a winding snake tattoo on the collarbone, badges, chains, and blue leather slings made him look like a guest star from a cyberpunk set.

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Image information:"SR-2",

Punk, rebellious, and extremely cool, with hormones rushing straight to your face, this authentic Mao girl made Jiang Han fall in love with her on the spot when she drew the card.

There is no other reason, it’s just that she is so damn handsome. Who can not love a cool and handsome girl with white hair and red eyes?

To be honest, when Jiang Han played Cyberpunk 2077, he created the character based on the appearance of the person in front of him, so who is she?

She is the youngest daughter of the Serdyukov family. She is the Russian-made SR-2 high-performance submachine gun, which is translated as Slevik or Heather in China.

The long-stroke gas piston automatic, rotating machine head, and folding front grip can be said to be the word compact to the extreme, and the bolt handle can also be folded upward to prevent it from catching on clothes. The speed selector and manual safety are set on both sides of the receiver. The pennant-shaped speed selector handle is located on the left side of the gun body, with the upward position for continuous firing and the downward position for single firing; the manual safety handle is on the right side of the receiver, with the upward position for safety and the downward position for shooting. The mechanical sights consist of a cylindrical front sight and a notched rear sight. The fixed rear sight is zeroed by adjusting the windage or height of the front sight. The effective range is 200 meters, but it is generally only set at a distance of 100 meters. There is an accessory Picatinny rail behind the rear sight for installing the aiming device. The original SR-2 had an inclined cut above the muzzle of the barrel as a muzzle anti-jump device. The later SR-2M cancelled this design, but replaced it with a muzzle accessory with a finger baffle to prevent the fingers of the front grip from reaching the muzzle. If necessary, a muffler can be installed.

SR-2冲锋枪配用的弹药有SP-10（军方型号7N29）钢芯穿甲弹、SP-11（7N28）铅芯普通弹、SP-12空尖弹和SP-13（7BTZ）穿甲曳光弹。

The armor-piercing shells she was equipped with performed very well, and it was no problem for her to shoot through 4mm thick steel plates within a range of meters. In the game, she also demonstrated this perfectly. After she was picked by her, this sister became the only person to improve efficiency in Jiang Han's war zone because of her skills and the ability to install armor-piercing shells. My goodness, her efficiency was so fierce, and it was so useful.

But when Jiang Han saw him, his first reaction was a headache.

Nothing else, Jiang Han understands humanoids, and this humanoid does not live up to his bear bloodline at all. This is an ultimate iron-blooded man who is honored to be a natural-born war maniac.

If this sister's battle voice can be localized, it will be that the sleeping beast in the body has awakened! One person's blood is not enough to repay the debt! Completely crazy! !

There was already a sop in his team whose fighting state was as good as that of the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki, and now there was another one. This double happiness made Jiang Han feel a little numb.

"Welcome Home, SR-2"

Let’s put those things aside for now. We still need to take good care of our wife, especially since she is so beautiful.

"Hey~ Commander, you've changed a lot. Before, you thought my appearance was too wild and you couldn't accept it."

Jiang Han's Yasasi surprised SR2. Can time really change people so much?

“People grow up too.”

Jiang Han smiled and said, SR2 thought he was talking about character growth, but in fact it was his XP that was growing. From the former awkwardness to becoming a master, Jiang Han has experienced a lot. Look at the wolfberry in his cup.

"Ha, why are you talking like an old man?"

SR2 looked around and said, "Your place is nice, but it's a bit boring."

The opportunity to improve his impression of her came, Jiang Han immediately said: "Then I have a suggestion that will make you less bored, do you want to listen to it?"

"Oh? Tell me?"

"Tonight, M4 and the others are going to launch a night attack against an enemy camp. There are a lot of enemies inside, a lot." Jiang Han deliberately slowed down his tone and emphasized the word "a lot" at the end. It can be said that he whetted SR2's appetite. Sure enough, the punk girl's breathing became rapid behind the mask.

"Can you take me with you?!"

"Originally, it shouldn't be possible..." Jiang Han was halfway through his words when he saw the visible disappointment on the girl's face. She looked as if there was no more sadness or joy in her heart. He couldn't help but laugh in his heart. She was really easy to understand.

"But, as your commander, I must do my best to meet the first request of the humanoid, so you can report directly and I will tell M4."

Jiang Han decisively inserted SR2 in. Not to mention that more people meant more strength, SR2 disobeyed orders and rushed forward. It was not him who was supposed to take care of her, so he would definitely agree casually. What's more, M4 could even hold back sop, so holding back another young man would not be a problem. Jiang Han gave himself a thumbs up in his heart, I am such a smart guy.

“Yay!!!!”

Under Jiang Han's caring gaze, SR2 ran out of the door excitedly. Halfway through, he seemed to remember something, turned around and ran back.

"What's wrong? Anything else you want to say?"

Before Jiang Han could react, he saw the other party pulling Jiang Han's collar, pulling down his zipper mask with his other hand, and kissing Jiang Han directly on the lips.

By the way, SR2 also has a tattoo on the tip of his tongue.

After a long while, their lips parted. SR2 put on his mask, turned around and left in style: "I'm leaving first. And, long time no see, Commander."

Sitting in his chair, Jiang Han realized after a while that he was kissed forcibly. Don't ask you why you were able to react and stick out your tongue. Sticking out your tongue is a subconscious action. What's more, it was the other party who stuck out his tongue first. Well, that's it.

Having a good helper in the team is naturally the more the better, especially since it is someone added by the commander, M4 also welcomes this.

And at 3 a.m. that night, the humanoids' action was about to begin.

Why do we have to attack at night? It is not just to play the game of long-armed vs short-armed, man vs woman, pilot vs blind man vs dynamic vision, crosstalk artist vs deaf-mute, but to tire out the enemy, or in layman's terms, to tire out the enemy.

As mentioned before, the key to this battle is not whether or not to win, but how to win with the least losses. M4's answer is simple: just prevent them from having the energy to destroy other places.

It's outrageous, but also very realistic. Humans don't need water, but humans do. Living things need to follow the laws of survival. If you don't get enough sleep, you won't be energetic. This is true for everyone.

When you go to bed every day worried about whether the enemy will attack you, your combat state must be very bad. The main difficulty of this strategy lies in how to survive while letting your people get a good rest. That is to bluff, deceive the opponent, and make the opponent believe that there are true and false things here, and the water is very complicated. It requires a series of micro-manipulations, of course not the kind of raising the muzzle of the gun by five centimeters.

But the humanoids don't care, because every night raid of theirs is real, there is no fake, they are playing with sincerity, so the difference between the humanoids' night raids and the previous ones is that this time it should be real, and this time it should be fake.

"Check your equipment, unify the communication channels, and ensure the connection of the Iron Blood units."

Under M4's calm command, everyone made some operations and completed the pre-war preparations.

"Everyone, get in position. The night raid officially begins."

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Volume 349: Chapter Chapter : The Battle Begins

Three o'clock in the morning is a very delicate time. It is the time when the liver's blood circulation is completed and it is time for the lungs to start detoxifying and resting. It is a very delicate period of transformation for the human body.

At this point in time, people will be particularly tired and in great need of sleep, and the success rate of a surprise attack at this point in time is quite high.

But this theory had been discovered as early as the Spring and Autumn Period and began to be written into military books. Of course, there is no such thing as organ rest time, and they would not study why people are most sleepy at this time. It is enough to know that such a thing exists.

For thousands of years, this has been clearly written in military books and has been proven effective in major battles, so any general with a little experience will be extra vigilant at this point in time.

Our Qing army naturally took it for granted and didn't care at all.

These guys were the type who would not start thinking until they felt the pain from being whipped. Jiang Han's army had never carried out a night attack before, and the number of soldiers and horses in Yangzhou was visibly insufficient, so they had not even considered the possibility of a night attack by the other side.

With such a small number of people, they still want to imitate others to launch a night attack. They are just a bunch of useless people.

Some people may be curious about why these tough guys like Wild Boars could conquer the world. I can only say that thanks to the excellent matching mechanism in the late Ming Dynasty, there is always someone better than you.

At this moment, several Han soldiers of the Qing army were standing guard outside the camp.

"Damn it, they make us stand guard every night while those dogs sleep soundly."

A sentry was complaining. No one would be in a good mood if they were forced to stand guard in the middle of the night without being allowed to sleep, especially if it was not their own will.