I'm really not the carpenter emperor

"OK, drink!"

……

Xiong Tingbi still couldn't understand the implication of Hong Chengchou's words this time, but the two unexpectedly made friends, and it was not too late to meet each other.

Things were just as Hong Chengchou had predicted in advance. Although there was no Houjin to make troubles in the east, Sun Chuanting's battle in the west wing did not go very smoothly.

Lindan Batur is not a soft persimmon. On the contrary, this so-called Mongolian Khan at least has two brushes in leading troops.

Lin Dan Batur knew that the imperial court had been procrastinating in the west wing for a long time and wasting more and more money, so he simply launched a guerrilla attack on the grassland.

The Ming army led by Sun Chuanting set out from Guihua City in a mighty manner, but encountered the most feared situation before. The army could not find the main force of the Chahar Department and fell into it.

In this way, in order to rush to resolve the war on the west wing, the imperial court held discussions and discussions for several days, repeatedly weighing the withdrawal of troops and continuing to fight. Zhu Youxiao finally made up his mind to continue to increase troops to the left-wing Mongolia.

The candidate for command could not be Wang Qia, Shangshu of the Ministry of War, let alone Zhu Xieyuan, governor of Shanxi Province. Naturally, it fell to Hong Chengchou, who had been an official in Liaodong for five years.

Sun Chuanting shouldered great expectations, and Hong Chengchou was ordered in the face of danger this time. He knew how important the battle was and how difficult the battle was, but he couldn't shirk it.

Five days after the two met for the first time, Emperor Tianqi's imperial decree arrived in Liaoyang non-stop, and stopped outside the Senate Office with the sound of horseshoes.

"It's urgent! Liaoyang Counselor Xiong Tingbi quickly received the order!" A cavalry held up the imperial order, looked around, and shouted loudly.

"Fengtian Chengyun Emperor, the imperial edict said:

The battle on the west wing has been going on for a long time, and the people on the frontier are dying.

I am determined to increase the use of troops, Liaodong is newly restored, and the military construction cannot be abolished. Xiong Tingbi will return to his original post immediately, and he will serve as Liaodong economic strategy and stationed in Liaoyang!

This is it. "

Looking at the imperial decree in his hand, Xiong Tingbi was stunned. Until now, he didn't understand what Hong Chengchou said that day.

It turned out that he was saying that the emperor was not doing things stupidly this time, but was taking the opportunity to sharpen his character for future reuse.

Hong Chengchou knew long ago that his Liaodong strategy was just a formality, and it would be most appropriate to leave the Liaoyang affairs to Xiong Tingbi.

"Your Majesty, I'm wrong, I'm really... very wrong...!" Xiong Tingbi held the imperial decree tightly, his nose sore, and he knelt on the ground.

When he ran to the Jinglue mansion, he found that Hong Chengchou had packed the Jinglue seal five days ago, and his Shanwenjia monk Fang Baojian was still intact on the table.

The current Hong Chengchou may have already reached Shanhaiguan.

"See Taiwan!"

When the generals heard about the demotion for half a month, Xiong Tingbi had already been reinstated and was reused again. They all said that it was His Majesty's sage, and they were so excited that they all came to Jinglue's mansion to see him.

Xiong Tingbi put on the mountain armor and put on the Shangfang sword, but at this time, his temperament is completely different from that of half a month ago.

He looked around at the generals, his eyes no longer had the previous unruliness, instead, they were full of peace that made people feel at ease at first sight.

"Generals, I, Xiong Tingbi, will be reused by the sage, and I will serve as the Liaodong governor again. I will work together with you to protect Liaodong together!"

"Right now, the battle in the west wing is getting tighter. Liaodong can't have any accidents. It will drag down the court!"

After speaking, he looked at several people one by one.

"Decree, Man Gui, Xue Laiyin, Cao Wenzhao, Cao Bianjiao... Zuo Liangyu... and others, repair their armaments, and never take off their armor every day, so as to prevent Jianlu from taking the opportunity to invade!"

"But there is a change, that is, Pegasus reports to the headquarters, there must be no mistake!"

"Respect!"

Chapter 548 I Can't Do It

In December of the fourth year of the Apocalypse, the war between Daming and Chahar has fallen into a state of anxiety.

Lin Dan Batur was too cunning. He saw through Sun Chuanting's eagerness to fight, and chose to send cavalry to harass and even destroy some smaller tribes on the left.

He himself led the main force to wander around to avoid a decisive battle with the Ming army.

The original plan was to end the battle on the West Wing within one month, but no one expected that the battle would drag on until the end of the fourth year of Tianqi and it would not be resolved.

Sun Chuanting's army has been exhausted since it left Huacheng, not only to prevent the outposts where the army stored food and supplies from being attacked, but also to save those small tribes on the left.

Lin Danhan is very cunning, the more Sun Chuanting wants to find his main force, the more he shows off his face and does not come into contact with it at all.

As time passed, even the left-wing ministries who had surrendered were doubting whether the Ming Dynasty would be able to pacify Chahar.

If not, the Ming army could still abandon their luggage and retreat back to the pass calmly, but this would be a heavy blow to their left wing.

Because Lin Danhan was afraid of the Ming army with strong firepower and excellent armor, he avoided fighting it head-on, but to their left wing, the Chahar Department was a huge monster.

Once the Ming army couldn't support it and chose to retreat, the left-wing tribes would be completely exposed outside the sphere of influence of the Chahar tribe, and there would be no strong support.

At that time, the left wing may only be annexed by Lin Danhan.

"Report!" A pacesetter galloped over, "Reporting to the supervisor, Kangkaer, the minister left behind on the left wing, has sent someone again to urge us to fight Chahar!"

Zhang Wanbang, the commander-in-chief of Datong, had a gloomy face and said nothing. Even he had never imagined that this battle could be fought to such an extent.

"This Lindan Batur, in Datong, was just defeated by our general! How did it become so difficult once we got to the grassland?" A Datong general said dissatisfied.

A general of the Xuanfu immediately replied, "Nonsense! This is his territory. We are unfamiliar with the place, and we are mainly infantry. He just wants to hide. How can you find him?"

Miyun Guerrilla also sighed, "That's right, until now, we haven't even seen Lindan Batur's butt."

"To save a department here today, and tomorrow the outpost over there will be attacked again. This battle is so embarrassing!"

He Renlong stood there and laughed a few times, hearing the noise and discussion of the generals, he said in a strange way:

"Since this is the case, why don't we just withdraw our troops? Anyway, it's not us that Chahar wants to fight, and the Mongols on the left are not good things."

"What did you say?" Yulin Counselor Li Changling glared at him, "He Renlong, I think you have long wanted to run away!"

Li Changling was born in the general family of the Li family, and his ancestors were famous generals in Jingnan. He was a guard of Zhenfan and had several military exploits. This time he led the Yulin army to leave the pass with Sun Chuanting.

He Renlong doesn't have any background, but he has always been a one-sided character, and he doesn't even care about other people's backgrounds.

"Fart." He Renlong sneered, "Didn't I just follow your words? Why, don't you like to listen to it now? Just now you all said that the beating was uncomfortable, and you couldn't be beaten, it was all bullshit ?”

"Even if we quarrel for another whole day, is it of any use to the battle situation!"

"You—!" Li Changling was about to reply.

"Okay!" Zhang Wanbang frowned, and interrupted him with one sentence, "Stop whining, listen to what the supervisor has to say!"

There are not many soldiers from the Nine Borders who left the customs this time, and most of them are generals and guerrillas who accompanied the conscripts.

Zhang Wanbang is also a well-known general, as soon as he said this, the rest of the people gradually became quiet even though they were dissatisfied.

Sun Chuanting has been standing with his back in front of the map in the commander's tent. These days he is really anxious like an ant on a hot pot.

In this world, there are people beyond people, and mountains beyond mountains. It seems that Lindan Batur can make the Chahar Department so big, it seems that it is not that simple.

At least outside the Great Wall, he feels that he is not Lin Danhan's opponent.

In this situation, as long as the other party continues to avoid contact with me and harass the outposts and left-wing tribes, it will be very difficult for me.

No matter what, with the mobility of the Mongolian cavalry, if the opponent wants to hide, you can't find it at all.

In this way, all the artillery and shotguns brought became decorations, and the Qin army's car formation was even more difficult to use.

Lin Danbatur is using the maneuverability of the cavalry to overcome the shortcomings of his own army. Is there any solution on the grassland?

Sun Chuanting has racked his brains these days, unless there is a miracle in God's will, otherwise there will be nothing. If there is no accident, he will waste the country's money and food this time and return without success.

It's just that in this way, I really can't stand the support of the Ministry of War and the unconditional trust of the current emperor.

For the first time, Sun Chuanting felt that he was at a loss and had no solution.

"It's all gone..." He slammed his fist on the map, and opened his eyes to carefully look at every plant, tree, and river on the Hetao grassland.

But after all, he couldn't see any solution, so he could only hang his head.

Although the generals and officers are all seasoned fighters, there is really nothing to do about the current situation.

Now, as Sun Chuanting thinks, unless there is a miracle, or Lin Danbatur wastes himself to come out for a decisive battle.

Otherwise, they would not be able to find the movements of Chahar headquarters at all.

……

For several days in a row, the Ming army stayed in the Quye River, which attracted the attention of the sentry cavalry of the Chahar Department.

Lin Danhan didn't know what Daming's supervisor was thinking, so he kept sending sentries around the Quye River to inquire.

In the end, the Ming army may have run out of skills and was discussing how to retreat.

After getting this news, Lindan Batur believed it somewhat, after all, he also knew that the military expenses would be quite a lot if the people in the customs worked hard to come out.

His previous idea was to drag down the Ming army first, and after they withdrew, they would deal with the left-wingers who had betrayed the Mongol Empire.

"Khan, the supervisor of the Ming Dynasty may not be capable enough to even touch us. It seems that in ten and a half months at most, they will withdraw to the pass."

In the middle of the night, Anda, the leader of the Naiman tribe, came to Lindan Batur and stood outside a tent.

At the beginning of Lin Dan Khan's accession to the throne, many Mongolian tribes were independent, and the Naiman tribe was one of the six tribes of Monan Mongolia that returned to Chahar the earliest.

Now with the support of Chahar, the Naiman tribe has become the third largest tribe in Monan, and it can mobilize nearly [-] cavalry in wartime.

Lindan Batur trusted Anda very much. He knew who was coming as soon as he heard the voice, and he didn't look back. He just snorted coldly, noncommittal.

Anda leaned on the tent with one hand and said with a smile:

"What is Da Khan thinking?"

"I'm thinking, is this Ming army supervisor really capable?" Lindan Batur looked at the bright stars, "That Zhu Xieyuan who left the customs back then, even Nurhachi's personal conquest was defeated by him. "

"The same supervisor, why is there such a big difference?"

Anda had never thought so much about Zhu Xieyuan, he had only heard the rumors that he defeated Nurhachi in Liaodong.

He got up and stopped leaning against the tent, and squatted on the ground to set up a stone formation.

"Look, Khan, this one represents our garrison, and this one represents the camp of the Ming army. They are only a hundred miles apart."

"But the grassland is our world, and our warriors are unparalleled in equestrian skills. Those of the Ming army who don't close at night are not good at riding, and their range of activities is only thirty or fifty miles. They dare not go further."

"Sentry cavalry are so timid, how can they detect the movement of my army?"

Chapter 549 Just These Few Stones

Stretching for several miles, with banners flying and drums beating, this is Sun Chuanting's camp on the bank of Quye River.

Camping by the river is also because of the movement of the army. Whether it is transporting luggage, mules and horses for artillery, or horses for soldiers and generals, they all need a lot of flowing water.

For several months, Sun Chuanting had nothing to do and couldn't figure out Lindan Batur's movements. He called all the generals to discuss raising the account for a few days, and finally decided to withdraw.

This was an extremely difficult decision, but Sun Chuanting also knew that although the left-wing Mongolian ministries were abandoned, the main force of the Ming army could still be guaranteed.

As long as the main force is not lost, Chahar still dare not be too presumptuous, and there will be a chance to come back later.

When the news spread, all the generals understood what was going on, and they had nothing to say, but it aroused a lot of discussion in the barracks.

The officers and soldiers didn't think about this, they were very dissatisfied, and the morale of the army also weakened greatly, and the whole camp exuded an atmosphere of mourning.

According to the outpost they had come to, the army gathered the soldiers and horses who stayed in the outpost along the way, and retreated southward for more than a hundred miles to set up camp.

One evening, the lights in the Ming army camp were flickering, and the wet floor stalls and sacks piled up on one side appeared to be in disarray.

Li Hongji lay comfortably on the sack, and every time he moved, the sack behind him would make an uncomfortable "sizzling" sound, but he was used to it.

Li Guo walked in with a bowl, "Brother, it's time for dinner."

"What are you thinking, don't you eat any food?"

Li Hongji got up slowly, but he was handed a bowl, and looked at the stir-fried vegetables in the small dish in a daze.

Since leaving the customs, the imperial court has never been in arrears at all.

Now even he has to admit that after joining the army, he ate more and better than what he did when he was in the post.

Originally, the purpose of leaving the customs was to make military achievements again, so that my name would also appear on that list, so that I would be famous all over the world, and let those people in my hometown who looked down on me see it.

We, Li Hongji, can also do great things!

However, news came out a few days ago that the result of the discussion between the supervisor and the generals was that the troops were withdrawn back to the pass...

Li Hongji was very unwilling, he felt that this battle could still be fought.

"Are you sure you want to withdraw your troops?" He took a bite of his food and asked with a little hope.

Li Guo took a look here, but didn't hear the disappointment in his words.