Chapter 166 There is a Trap

Chapter 166 There is a Trap

Chapter 166 There is a Trap

After the second campaign, the front scouts slowly retreated, leaving behind a devastated battlefield.

Apparently, the front scouts had no intention of cleaning up the battlefield.
This place is located in Liaowang County, and is close to the military camps of King Huining and Marshal Duoyan.

If there is an epidemic, they will be the first to suffer.

Sure enough, after the front scouts retreated,
Soldiers without armor rushed out from the two camps and hurriedly cleaned up the battlefield.
On a mountain not far away, there were two people standing.

Wang Haisan, a middle-aged man from Huining, has a beard, a rough look, and gray hair. He is between 40 and 50 years old.
Marshal Doyan Toluhuchar was much younger, about twenty years old, with a face as sharp as a knife, very heroic, and eyes as sharp as knives.

He looked at the battlefield quietly, his face thoughtful. After a long while, he slowly spoke in a loud voice:

"We've been beaten back twice. Do you see any clues?"

King Huining's voice sounded a little old, and he sighed softly:

"You are right, these people are not from the royal court, they are the Ming army.

I have seen the army of the royal court. Except for the personal troops of a few adults, the rest are cowards.

These soldiers in front of me are more powerful than the personal troops of the adults.

Changing formations at will in a chaotic battlefield, the royal court can't do it, can you do it?"

Marshal Duoyan's headquarters is adjacent to the Xihai Jurchens and Beishan Jurchens, who are fighting all day long. Their soldiers are the most courageous and are the most numerous among the three kings of the Northeast.
The previous Marshal Duoyan also died in the battle with the Beishan Jurchens.

The newly appointed Toluhuchar was very young, but more courageous than his father.

Marshal Duoyan's expression became extremely solemn, and he slowly shook his head:
"This kind of fighting method is something I have never heard of or seen before. How can it be done?"

"Then what should we do? There are three to four thousand of these people. If we can't break through, the King of Liao will starve to death in there. If he dies, we will die soon too."

There was some excitement in King Huining's voice, and bloodshot eyes.

Liaowang County is the gateway to the northeast. Once this place is occupied by the Ming people,

Then they would be surrounded on all sides by the Jurchens and the Ming people, with no way to escape.

A trace of helplessness flashed across Marshal Duoyan's young face:
"King Huining, don't panic. If you are in disarray, how can the soldiers fight in peace?
There are nearly 10,000 of us on this trip, and we will eventually find a loophole, so don't worry."

"How can I not be anxious? If we continue to fight like this, all the young and strong men we have captured will be killed, and then we will have to send in our elite troops!"

King Huining was so overwhelmed with emotion that he was unable to express himself in words.

Marshal Duoyan shook his head slowly and said helplessly:
"Please be patient, King Huining. I have found some of their weaknesses. Let me see if a few more people die."

"What weakness? If you don't tell me, don't let my people die again!"

King Huining is old and acts conservatively.

He couldn't accept that so many young and strong men had died in just a few days.
Although these people were conscripted men, they were also his tribesmen.

If they continue to die like this, I'm afraid that within ten days, all the young and strong people in Huining will be consumed.

He even glanced at Marshal Duoyan with a deep gaze.

Toluhuchar is still young and ambitious.
He was afraid that this person would take advantage of the situation to eliminate Liao King Huining.

Marshal Duoyan stood at one side and understood King Huining's thoughts clearly.
There was a flash of disdain in his eyes, but he still explained:
"These soldiers before us, whether they are from the grassland or the Ming Dynasty, all have a fatal weakness."

"what?"

"No infantry."

Marshal Duoyan looked confident and continued:
"If this battle is an encounter in the grassland, it would be best to use all cavalry.
But it is not the case now. They have to defend the Liaowang Village and prevent us from building camps on the east and west sides.
Without infantry as support, relying solely on cavalry is still too weak. If you want to kill us, you need to take risks. "

King Huining looked serious, with doubts flashing in his eyes:

"Why are they stopping us from building the camp?"

Marshal Duoyan's face flashed with helplessness and impatience:

"Because once our camp is repaired, we will support the Liao king's camp.

As long as we march steadily and steadily, and tie up the three parties, these cavalrymen will not be able to do anything to us.
We even have to give up the encircled Liao King's camp, and then our goal of rescuing the Liao King will be achieved."

A glimmer of understanding flashed across King Huining's eyes; he understood this time.

"Then these Ming people will attack when we are building the camp?"

Marshal Duoyan looked at the battlefield below, his sight shifted slightly, and he looked at King Huining with a little surprise:

"That's right, at least one point on each side must be opened up, so that these Ming people can move freely and advance and retreat as they please.

So, we just need to set traps in the camp.
Wait for them to rush in, and then defeat them in one fell swoop, or even just injure them severely, so that they will retreat."

King Huining thought for a moment and suddenly realized something, then smiled:

"Then I will go back and make arrangements. Relax the outside but tighten the inside to attract those Ming people to attack."

But unexpectedly, Marshal Duoyan shook his head slightly and continued to explain:

“Given the current battlefield situation, the right side is of utmost importance.

It is very close to Liaowangzhai and the terrain is flat. As long as we defend this place, the Ming people will not dare to attack Liaowangzhai on a large scale.

Therefore, they will definitely find an opportunity to break through the camp on the right first."

The breeze blew gently across the mountain top, bringing with it some bloody smell from the battlefield. King Huining showed displeasure, stepped back a bit and said:
"In previous battles, the Ming people never tried to attack the right side of the battlefield.
The battle has been going on in the center and on the left side. Isn't it a bit arbitrary for you to conclude that?"

Marshal Duoyan's eyes flickered with brilliance:

"The Ming people used this method to confuse you and me, making us think that they would not attack the right battlefield.
Judging from the battle tactics demonstrated by the Ming general earlier, he was clearly a bold and careful commander. How could he not see the key to the overall situation?

If he didn't attack the right side of the battlefield, it could only be intentional on his part.

Therefore, we must deploy as many soldiers as possible on the right side of the battlefield, in my camp.
King Huining can dispatch a thousand soldiers to garrison here. I guarantee that we can inflict heavy damage on these Ming people in one fell swoop."

King Huining's expression kept changing, and finally a hint of determination flashed in his eyes, and he said fiercely:
"Okay! I'll listen to you. Don't let our people die in vain."

"Don't worry, we can lose as many times as you want. As long as Mingren loses once, he will have to go back obediently."

Marshal Duoyan had a smile on his face, a somewhat sinister one.

"Who are those people?"

On a small hill in the distance, Liu Heiying was lying on the ground, holding a telescope in his hand, muttering questions.

On one side, Lu Yunyi was also lying there, looking carefully with a telescope.

They bypassed the northern side of Liaodong early this morning and rushed for three days before arriving at Liaowang County.

It happened that the front army scouts and the Huining King's two troops were fighting.

According to the strategy that had been formulated long ago, the 1,000 soldiers led by Lu Yunyi did not act rashly.
Instead, they quietly waited on one side and watched the battle. Their colleagues in the front scout department did not disappoint them and easily won the battle.
Moreover, his command of the battle formation was extraordinary among the soldiers, especially the several encirclement and flanking moves, which hit the grassland people's sore spots, causing some soldiers to secretly cheer as they watched.

At the top of the mountain, Lu Yunyi and Liu Heiying were lying there.

Although they were in a high position, they were still cautious and covered themselves with green grass clothes. The telescopes were also tied to the green grass to blend in with the colors of the entire summer earth.

Seeing that Lu Yunyi did not answer for a long time, Liu Heiying asked again:
"Brother Yun'er, who are those old man and young man?"

Lu Yunyi's eyes felt a little sore. He moved his gaze away from the telescope, glanced at Liu Heiying, and said unhappily:

"Who else could it be? Prince Huining, Marshal Duoyan."

"So young."

Liu Heiying widened his eyes and looked at the young man who was standing quietly with a cold look on his face.

Not far away, the young man on the top of the mountain was no more than twenty years old, with a childish look on his face. He didn't even bother to hide the expression on his face when he spoke, which was very different from those shrewd and scheming people.

Lu Yunyi also returned to the telescope, quietly looking at Marshal Duoyan, and said to himself:
"I never thought this kid is as young as the rumors say.

I just don't know how good he is at fighting in battle, and whether he deserves the title.
Don’t be a useless person at such a young age.”

After hearing this, Liu Heiying's face darkened, he moved his head away from the telescope and blinked:

"Brother Yun'er, stop talking. I feel like you are scolding me."

Lu Yunyi took his eyes away from the telescope, looking innocent:
"You've been raising it for so long and it's still not working? Did you sneakily eat it when you were 30,000 guards? You really have the heart to do that."

Most of the women in the Sanwanwei red tent are Koreans and grassland people. Although they have good figures, they are not good-looking.

With that said, Liu Heiying twisted his body back and forth like a cat whose tail was stepped on:
"How is that possible? How can rouge and powder please my eyes?"

But his slightly flushed face already revealed what he was thinking.

Lu Yunyi sighed: "Black Eagle, although you are young, you must be restrained, or you may not be able to give birth to a cub."

Liu Heiying's face darkened, and he turned his head away without answering, and looked towards the camp that was still under construction.

His eyes narrowed, he stretched his head forward, and said thoughtfully:

"Brother Yun'er, there's something wrong with Marshal Duoyan's camp. Why did he dig so many small pits in the south?"

Lu Yunyi had already noticed that, and he smiled lightly, with a hint of mockery in his eyes:
"Of course it's a trap. Once Wu Fuliu and his men rush into the camp,

If a warhorse's hooves stepped into these small pits, it would instantly sprain its ankle, causing the formation to become disrupted.

If the cavalry could accumulate momentum and charge out from the rear at this moment, they would surely win a great victory."

Liu Heiying opened his mouth in shock, and quickly crawled forward, sticking his head out of the cliff, and carefully looked through the telescope.

Slowly, he discovered clues in Marshal Duoyan's camp.

Although there were many tents in the camp, they seemed to be placed randomly without any order.
But looking down from a high place, one can see a straight road from north to south. Although it is not wide, it is long enough.
Enough for the war horses to accumulate momentum!

This coincides with what Brother Yun'er said, Marshal Duoyan has set a trap in the camp!

Liu Heiying suddenly became anxious and said hurriedly:
"Brother Yun'er, let's go and tell Wu Fuliu about this. Don't let him fall into the trap and kill or injure our brothers in vain."

Lu Yunyi did not answer immediately, but turned sideways and lifted his clothes to let the breeze in, then looked up at the sun in the sky.
Even in northern Xinjiang, the weather in August is still hot.
He took the water bag and took two big gulps, then said:

"Just send the brothers to inform them. We should stay here and don't move. Don't worry. Wu Fuliu and the others won't be fooled."

After hearing what he said, Liu Heiying felt relieved. He wiped the sweat off his forehead and stretched out his hand:
"Brother Yun'er, give me a sip. The weather is too hot. Also...why didn't Wu Fuliu fall for it?"

Lu Yunyi smiled, handed the water bag over, and explained to him:

"I told you a few years ago that there are tactics and strategy on the battlefield, and tactics should serve strategy.

Our strategy is to hurt the three kings of Northeast China at one time.
The purpose is to consume as many young and strong men as possible and make them submit to our dynasty, rather than to achieve a simple victory such as breaking through the camp in the war.

Therefore, as long as Wu Fuliu and Zhang Yu keep the purpose of this trip in mind,

They will not attack the camp, but will lure out the grassland people in the camp little by little and annihilate them together. "

Liu Heiying blinked his eyes and thought for a while before he suddenly realized something.

Although it was a great victory to capture the camp, the casualties it could inflict were far less than on the battlefield.

It is possible that once we attack the camp, those grassland people will collapse without a fight and kneel down in surrender.

Moreover, the camp on the right was located at a high point, so even if the cavalry charged into the camp, their speed would be hindered.

They would be blocked by tents, fences, horses, soldiers, etc., which would only increase the damage. It would be far less enjoyable than fighting in an open area.

With the sharpness of the long sword and the hardness of the armor, you can inflict maximum casualties on the enemy at the lowest cost.

"I understand, Brother Yun'er. Marshal Duoyan misjudged our strategy and thought we were just trying to win."

Lu Yunyi laughed:
"The boy is teachable! But to be on the safe side, we should send brothers to inform Wu Fuliu and Zhang Yu.
Take advantage of their weakness on the right side of the battlefield, avoid the strong and attack the weak, lure the enemy into a pincer attack, and strive to cause maximum damage."

On the battlefield, if an ambush is known to the enemy, it is not a strength but a weakness.

A general with a little experience would use this kind of ambush to be close yet not far away, to engage the enemy back and forth and make them unable to stop.

The front scouts seek to cause the greatest damage, which is just right in this situation.

We can constantly draw the enemy to the right, making Marshal Duo Yan think that the cavalry is about to charge the stronghold.
In this way, once the enemy army lets down its guard,

By then, the scouts of the front army could charge back and cause casualties easily.

The reason why Lu Yunyi was not in a hurry to go to the main force was that he saw that on the previous battlefield, the soldiers had moved several times using this method.
He even knew that this kind of fighting method was not commanded by Wu Fuliu, but by Zhang Yu.

Wu Fuliu was a fierce general who always acted boldly and decisively. He never beat around the bush or went through so much trouble.

Lu Yunyi's lips curled up into a smile. Zhang Yu lived up to his reputation and was indeed a capable fighter.

He thought for a moment and ordered, "Black Hawk, arrange for soldiers to take turns guarding here and keep a close eye on the military camps of Prince Huining and Marshal Duoyan.
Also send over the military camp layout and troop deployment I just recorded.
Also, tell Wu Fuliu and Zhang Yu to fight as if we are not here, and don’t let the enemy find out.”

As he spoke, Lu Yunyi handed over a booklet, which was what he had gained here in the morning.

It records the distribution of troops, deployment of troops, number of civilians, food and fodder, etc. of the troops under the command of King Huining and Marshal Duoyan.
With this booklet, the front-line scouts will know both themselves and the enemy, and will never lose.

Liu Heiying took the booklet and wiped the sweat from his forehead:
“Don’t worry, Brother Yun’er, I’ll arrange it right away.

Let's go to a cool place to cool down first. It's too hot. The rice cakes Xu Cheng sent are really good. Brother Yun'er, you can try some too."

"Try to test for poison and if it's not poisonous, then eat it."

"Don't worry, Brother Yun'er, we've checked everything!"

As they talked, they meandered back and forth on the green grass, creeping towards the back little by little...
(End of this chapter)