kvmb Chapter 618 He is cursing people, and the cursing is very unpleasant
Chapter 618 He is cursing people, and the cursing is very unpleasant
Li Guo had always obeyed Li Zicheng's orders, but now he was very worried that his second uncle would choose to return to the interior.
Even though he might have no worries about food and clothing by then, Li Guo has already gotten used to his current military career. He is only in his early twenties and still has a long way to go.
Li Zicheng frowned when he heard this and said with some displeasure:
"Go back and talk."
The appearance of the second voice in the army was a bad omen, but fortunately it was not said in front of everyone, and Li Zicheng did not scold it.
After returning to his own camp, Li Zicheng quickly summoned all the generals of the Crime Camp, including Hao Yaoqi and Liu Zongmin.
He then showed everyone the commendation letter from Emperor Chongzhen and Zhang Shikang's handwriting, and then waited for the generals to express their opinions.
"King Chuang, of the 30,000 soldiers we brought with us when we left the country, there are now less than 8,000 left." Niu Jinxing said in a slightly low voice.
A general will eventually become a withered corpse. Does this imply that if we continue to fight, will there really be no one left alive?
"Don't beat around the bush." Li Zicheng said after taking a sip of tea.
Niu Jinxing sighed.
"Since the court is ready to pardon us, I am old and plan to return home."
"Lao Niu, if you want to leave the organization, you should think of a reliable reason. You are not even fifty this year." Song Xiance teased.
Tian Jianxiu thought for a moment and said:
"The court's biggest enemy now is the Qing Dynasty. I just don't understand why. The court now has the Tiger Guards and the Imperial Guards. I heard that the Yongning Army is being formed in the interior of the country, and the full strength is in the hundreds of thousands.
Why do we need eight thousand people?"
"Didn't you hear what the Marshal said? We are all people who are destined to meet the times. The Marshal values us!" Hao Yaoqi grinned.
"Whether we go back to the interior or not, the court will allocate land to our family. Why should we go back? To farm?" Liu Zongmin glared.
"Even if we don't farm and become rich, all we know how to do is fight and kill. Can we keep it?"
"What are you worried about? I'm talking about you, Liu Tichun. Whenever you have free time, you go to the gambling house. If the court really rewards you with some silver, you will probably lose it all in three days." Huang Yaozi glanced at Liu Tichun and said.
"With your ability, why don't you tell us that you go to brothels every day?" Liu Tichun was obviously dissatisfied.
Everyone was talking at once, and soon they almost started arguing. The topic gradually deviated from the main point, so much so that Li Zicheng had to frown and stop them.
After some discussion, Li Zicheng roughly understood that the 8,000 soldiers did not all want to return to the interior to farm, they just missed their families.
Many soldiers were also burdened with the arduous task of returning to report the death of their fallen comrades, which made them miss their homes even more.
But if they were really asked to go back to being farmers, I'm afraid eight out of ten would not be willing to do so.
In the end, everyone discussed and decided to leave two thousand wounded soldiers to recuperate, and the rest of the soldiers followed Li Zicheng and the commander of the Huben Army to meet the Marshal Zhang Shikang.
As for whether to return to the interior to live a peaceful life or continue fighting, we will see what the Grand Marshal says.
After all, the Jianlu were not easy to defeat. In less than a year, the Zui Camp had lost more than 20,000 men.
Of course, there was another reason for going to see the Grand Marshal, but Li Zicheng was too embarrassed to say it. He wanted to see Zhang Shikang, and in fact, he wanted to ask Zhang Shikang to return the 30,000 troops that he had previously exchanged for Guan Ningjin.
Otherwise, if we want to wander around the Mongolian steppes with the current number of people, we will probably be eaten while we're wandering around.
Li Zicheng actually didn't understand the intention of the man of destiny. He still thought that Zhang Shikang either wanted him to fight the Jianlu or continue to plunder the Mongolian tribes outside the Great Wall.
Unlike the relatively idle Zui Camp at this time, Lu Xiangsheng and the entire Huben Army were very busy.
After a whole day of fighting, the defeated Jianlu were fleeing everywhere, and cleaning up the battlefield was a big hassle.
According to military orders, the army was to set out again early the next morning. Lu Xiangsheng finally ordered to stop the pursuit and ordered all the troops to return to the barracks for preparation. He did not even plan to clean up the battlefield.
There was no other way, the Tiger Guards had to take advantage of the time to rest and get a good night's sleep. The soldiers were of course happy to do so, because they didn't know what they would face in the next two days.
Just after the hour of Xu, the entire camp fell silent. Except for the small group of troops on duty, everyone fell into a deep sleep. Only the lights were on in the tent of Lu Xiangsheng, the commander-in-chief of the Tiger Guards.
He first summoned Shunyi King Emubu and ordered him to be responsible for cleaning the battlefield and burying the bodies. After all, it was summer and he had to consider the problem of epidemics.
He then summoned Sun Chuanting and others and told them that starting from tomorrow morning, the army would enter a forced march mode and must arrive at Guanshan in four days.
It is three hundred miles from Guihua City to Guanshan, and the daily march stipulated in the Ming Dynasty Army Code is forty miles. This means that in the next three days, they have to march at least eighty miles every day, which is undoubtedly a huge burden for the Huben Army.
The more troops there are, the more difficult it is to coordinate the overall march. For this battle, Lu Xiangsheng assembled nearly 100,000 troops here.
Not only were there many types of troops, but the units were also complex and each had its own characteristics. Therefore, everyone met until late at night before finalizing the specific marching measures.
When the meeting was almost over, Li Zicheng suddenly showed up uninvited, which made generals such as Lu Xiangsheng a little confused.
"Grand Commander, I am ready to follow you to Guanshan."
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In a temporary military camp just over thirty miles away from Guanshan, Huang Taiji frowned in front of a map.
His army arrived here yesterday afternoon, but did not launch an attack on Zhang Shikang's army stationed in Guanshan.
Along the way, Huang Taiji was actually thinking, he always felt something was wrong.
For example, if Zhang Shikang was really so stupid, why did all his subordinates who had previously come into contact with him fail?
Why is the Ming border army now so united, with all the generals obeying Zhang Shikang's military orders?
He couldn't understand how such a person could transfer most of the troops at such a critical juncture.
Therefore, the more he couldn't figure it out, the more he dared not act rashly, fearing that this was Zhang Shikang's strategy, and perhaps he had not really transferred a large number of troops.
This is a war that can shake the fate of the Qing Dynasty, and he cannot afford to make any mistakes.
But the opportunity was fleeting. If he missed this chance to kill Zhang Shikang, he would have to wait for who knows how long. And his body...
Thinking of this, Huang Taiji started coughing and coughed for a long time before stopping.
Just when he was in a dilemma, Daishan walked in from outside.
"Your Majesty, the scouts sent to investigate the Ujumchin and Khalkha tribes have returned!"
Huang Taiji was overjoyed when he heard this. As early as when he set out from Guihua City, he sent out several light cavalry reconnaissance teams to find out whether the military intelligence was true.
"Call them in quickly!" Huang Taiji threw down the pen in his hand, stood up and said with a little excitement.
Not long after, two dusty Tartars came in. It was obvious that they had been traveling all night and looked extremely tired.
Huang Taiji kindly exempted them from the formalities and could not wait to inquire about the situation.
"Your Majesty, Ujumchin has indeed been attacked. Judging from the size of the enemy, Huang Degong's army has at least 30,000 men. Ujumchin may not be able to hold out for long..."
Another person also reported the situation of the Khalkha tribe, which was consistent with the previous intelligence. Wu Sangui's more than 20,000 troops were fighting fiercely with the Khalkha tribe.
This made Huang Taiji feel much more at ease.
The current location of the Ujumchin tribe is two hundred miles away from here, and Khalkha is even farther away, nearly three hundred miles away.
Huang Taiji thought that two days was enough. After all, he had gathered almost all the elite troops of the Qing Dynasty here.
As long as Zhang Shikang cannot conjure up an army out of thin air, he can definitely defeat the Qing Dynasty's mortal enemy in this battle.
Thinking of this, Huang Taiji was full of confidence. When he was about to order the army to advance, a scout came running in from outside.
"Your Majesty, not far from our camp, there are a hundred or so enemy cavalrymen shouting and yelling.
The leader was wearing yellow light armor and might be the enemy leader Zhang Shikang.
He... he was cursing, and it was very ugly!"
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