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Chapter seven hundred and thirty third faction

The tactic that Zhang Han now set up is to suddenly break through, the infantry is stuck, and the cavalry interspersed on a large scale, striving to eliminate a large number of Northern Governors' vitality in the south of Bansheng City and Qingcheng.

Yang Sisun’s regiment and the Second Regiment of the Gun Cavalry were also interspersed. If they did not encounter a large number of Beilu attacks, they would be successfully interspersed, and the main force here would be Xi Lingse and others.

After these two battles, the area with a minimum radius of thousands of miles was truly in the hands of Zhang Han.

The generals dispersed one after another, and Zhang Han patrolled the entire camp accompanied by Zhou Rui and Wu Qi and other nearby attendants and guards.

Since the battle was scheduled to come tomorrow and tomorrow, the camp was in full swing, and many military and political officials shuttled back and forth to collect family letters, which was actually considered suicide letters. After all, it was a large-scale battle of more than 100,000 people. No matter how weak the Northern Barbarians were, they might even die in battle. If they did not leave a word before death, it would be a great regret. They did this with Yusheng's military and political officials. Some people readily wrote the letter, while others felt unlucky and wanted a good speech, but they refused to write it if they were beaten to death.

Of course, this kind of thing will be with the soldiers themselves. Even if they do not believe it, if there is any accident, the military and political officials in the headquarters will handle his funeral at the first time. There will be no shortage of family letters, ashes, and relics. The military department's pension will be in place as soon as possible.

At least in Zhang Han's eyes, the soldiers in front of him were filled with joy. No one seemed panic or timid or afraid because of tomorrow's war.

Veterans are bragging while lying down and reading books. Some people are rushing to read books. They must be unwilling to be a soldier for the rest of their lives and want to become officers. Twelve people live in a tent, which happens to be a team of people. The team officials sleep near the door of the tent. There are several lamps in each tent. The soldiers are not short of money and will carry their own lamps. The logistics department provides lamp oil. Before the prescribed time for sleeping at nine o'clock, the soldiers can walk around at will. The lights in the tent are also random and there is no light control.

It can be said that the Mongolians on the other side of the river will see bright lights, just like the stars in the sky falling on the earth. For them, seeing such a scene will only make them even more frightened. Compared to being pitch black, bright lights will put a lot of pressure on people.

He Yusheng is never worried about night attacks. After long-term physical training, the soldiers are nutritionally balanced. Under the guidance of military doctors, 90% of the soldiers have recovered their night vision. There are definitely many Mongolian patients with night blindness. It is impossible to attempt to attack on the empty grassland on such nights. Even if they use a secret attack, they are just to send targets to He Yusheng. The outer che camp and the guards of Mucheng are definitely very welcome.

Many of the new recruits were sharpening their weapons. The sword player sharpened their waists. This kind of weapon produced by Heyusheng was very exquisite. The back half of the blade was straight and thick, the front half began to have a curve, and the blade was extremely sharp.

This kind of waist knife is somewhat like a Tang sword, but it is larger and heavier than the Tang sword, and it is not like the Ming army's standard waist knife. From the streamlined shape, it looks like a lancet, but it is wider than the lancet.

This is He Yusheng's sword, which is also used by the cavalry as a saber. It is extremely sharp, weight, length, and grip. It is all the hard work of the craftsmen of the weapons and armor battles for many years, and it is almost flawless.

It was originally very sharp, but the recruits were still polishing the blade, then carefully applied oil, and finally inserted it into the scabbard.

The gunners are maintaining their muskets, faucets, triggers, springs, and barrels. They must carefully wipe and apply oil to each of them. Compared with the waist knife, the gunners are more meticulous and careful in their maintenance. They laugh at the sword players for their useless work. The muskets in their hands are the sharp weapons that really need maintenance.

Spearmen, swordsman, gunner, baggagemen, artillerymen, cavalrymen.

It's not yet eight o'clock now, and the camp is lively. Of course, the busiest one is the cook. For the war tomorrow morning, they have to serve breakfast in advance, and a lot of meals are now ready for the preliminary preparations.

The soldiers must fight bloody battles, and before going into battle, the soldiers must provide the best meals to the soldiers.

Wherever Zhang Han went, he did not alarm many people. He just passed by quietly, watched quietly, and watched the situation outside the tent, instead of walking in casually.

Perhaps the soldiers respect him and would be surprised by his arrival, but Zhang Han was unwilling to bother these seemingly carefree soldiers.

Occasionally, a whistle cavalry returned, and a noise came from the camp gate. Soon the information brought back by the whistle cavalry was summarized by the Military Information Department, and then the military intelligence officer in the attendant department reported to Zhang Han according to the situation.

Every hour, a batch of pond horses will come. Of course, the distance does not necessarily come in sequence according to this time. If the journey is long, it will be difficult to determine the time.

This is a huge military camp. Zhang Han walked for a long time and became calmer the more he felt.

Finally he walked to the Xiaohei River. The river seemed much wider at night than during the day. The camp was a certain distance from the river. However, the generals ordered that many wind lights be lit by the river. The lights and the moonlight in the starry sky illuminate the river a lot, so there was no need to worry that the Mongolians would go crazy and cross the river and attack.

Zhang Han knew that this was the convention that his subordinates were brought out by him. He wanted to lose without considering victory in everything. He had to be careful and consider everything that should be considered.

He stopped, walked slowly to the riverside, scooped up a handful of river water, and felt a cool feeling.

There are many mosquitoes like this on summer nights. There are a lot of herbs for smoked mosquitoes in the military camp. Of course, there are not by the river, and clusters of mosquitoes buzzing around him.

Zhang Han looked at the other side. He felt his feet approaching the river, but he was not panicked. He felt that he was so powerful. He seemed to have control over everything. There was such a huge military camp and soldiers behind him. Zhang Han had never been as sure as before.

Although he stepped on the mud by the floating river and had only reeds to support him, Zhang Han's steps were stable. He walked forward a few more steps, his eyes shiny, and finally, he finally turned around and walked to the shore with big strides, and then asked the attendant to bring his war horse and rode his horse back to the central army's tent.

...

Wang Changfu was still angry when he returned to his tent, and his face was very strong.

Wang Yikui and Li Laibin followed along all the way, and the few sat on Wang Changfu's attack. Wang Yikui said first: "Changfu, don't be angry. You have always done a good job in the military training department. We and Yusheng can be invincible. Who dares to say that you are not the number one hero?"

Wang Changfu looked cold and said nothing.

A brigade commander said: "Did Lahu and his group of people deliberately cause trouble this time?"

Wang Yikui and Li Laibin looked at each other, and both of them felt that it was not that simple.

Wang Changfu sighed slightly, but didn't say anything.

People felt that things were not simple. Everyone stared at their partner's faces under the lights, and no one spoke again.

Wang Changfu finally said: "Everyone should do what they have at hand, so don't think about anything else."

Everyone had no choice but to get up. The battle was about to come tomorrow morning, and everyone would go back early to settle down and rest.

After Wang Yikui waited for others to leave, he lay down in Wang Changfu's ear and said, "Brother Changfu, you can figure it out with your fingers. The Lahu lineage is now only Yang Sisun, leading the main group. Most of the people under Liang Xing's command are at the level of the brigade command. The regiment command level is now mostly from our porter and the border army, and from the miner lineage. Lahu's people can't hold on except Liang Xing and Yang Qiu and Yang Sisun, and they can't hold on. Wen Zhongfa and Bald are good at it, but they still have a few steps to leave the group command. I think, this time Wen Zhongfa was Liang Xing's instructed to attack. The lord may not have distrust us, but for the sake of balance, they may suppress us."

It is inevitable that there is a mountain in the army, and it is also obvious that the mountain in Yusheng is also very obvious, but Zhang Han's attitude has always been very obvious, that is, no matter the mountain, he only discusses military achievements.

Wang Yikui, Li Laibin and others have been rising in sequence because they have made good military achievements earlier, so many of the main groups are from porters or border troops.

Wang Yikui said again: "Li Chunye did not come tonight. I think he forgot the kindness of Brother Changfu."

Wang Changfu was upset and said, "Do you didn't come?"

"Doer is a Tartar official, and he has never been the same as us."

Wang Changfu said: "What kind of heart? Our heart is to be loyal to the Lord and be loyal to Heyusheng."

"Okay." Wang Yikui said, "No one said he was unfaithful to the Lord. Brother Changfu, don't recite the joy song for me. Everyone goes all the way up. The Lord is the backbone of the big guys, and you are the backbone of us. If you can't get along, we are shameless. I think the next step may be to use troops against Kalaqin. When we get to the point of getting married, you will still come out to lead the troops. It is difficult to train troops and take responsibility. Everyone can take a few problems. It is not like leading troops to fight. Winning means winning, losing means losing."

"That's what I said." Wang Changfu was a little moved and said, "I have practiced enough in the military."

"And Wen Zhongfa and Wang Tutou both yelled about the Jurchens, what about them? They are just 60,000 people? The border army is nothing but a waste of border army. Can these savages compare with our merchant army? I think that the adults will win the world in the future, and we must grasp our military achievements. The founding of the Ming Dynasty was the Duke of the Six Kingdoms, and we are kind-hearted. We do not like the Taizu of the Ming Dynasty, and we will kill the meritorious officials if we win the world. Let's do a good job and make a duke of the country in the future. We will pass it on to future generations for hundreds of years, and it will not be in vain for the world."

"Okay." Wang Changfu agreed with Wang Yikui's words in his heart, but his identity could not express words of open approval. He frowned and waved his hand: "Get back and rest quickly and fight well tomorrow morning."

"That's it." Wang Yikui smiled and said, "Military merit is the capital for us to settle down. If you don't say you, I will do it well."

Wang Changfu did not speak, and his hands supported his cheeks and said nothing.

Wang Yikui grabbed the hat and put it on his head, and said before going out: "You can't write two characters in one stroke. We are brothers of the same clan. You have to remember this."

"Get out." Wang Changfu laughed and scolded.

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