I was living at the end of the Ming Dynasty, and I dealt a brutal blow to the Eight Banners!

"This hook is way too straight!"

While munching on a flatbread, Wu Guozhong pointed to the simple, hastily drawn map he had created and said...

"They left troops in camps along the way, reduced their own fighting force to less than 10,000, and not only set up camps ten miles away, but also placed their tents in such a conspicuous position."

Is it that Luo Luo is completely ignorant about warfare, or does he think we are ignorant about warfare as well?

“So…” Li Ruolian frowned and said, “You mean Luo Luohun is using himself as bait to lure our Lord up to bite him?”

"Watch your words," Zhang Jingchuan reminded him, frowning.

Zhang Jingchuan has always had one strength: he is open to good advice and knows how to use people effectively.

During each military council, he would ask his subordinates to express their opinions, thereby stimulating their sense of participation and responsibility.

A general with strong execution skills is an excellent general, but to become a top-notch general, one must not only have strong execution skills but also be able to use one's brain.

Zhang Jingchuan would certainly handle the overall strategic direction himself, but when it came to specific battles, he preferred to let his subordinates take the lead.

"What do you think we should do?" Zhang Jingchuan asked.

“My lord,” Huang Fei said, “I believe we don’t need to worry about this Qing army outside the city!”

Saying,

Huang Fei pointed to Gaizhou Guard on the sketch: "Haoge's cavalry has gone towards Phoenix City, and the remaining main force of the Qing army has all gone south."

According to feedback from merchant ships returning from Gaizhouwei, only Shi Tingzhu's Han Army Plain White Banner remained in Gaizhouwei, totaling just over two thousand men including the soldiers guarding the city.

"If at this moment, my Dengzhou navy, along with some merchant ships carrying three thousand elite troops, were to go there, we could take Gaizhou City within a single day!"

Uncle Zhang nodded.

He pointed to the charcoal sketch and then asked Wu Guozhong:

"What do you think?"

Wu Guozhong frowned and shook his head, saying:

"A surprise attack on Gaizhou Garrison is certainly a good idea, but once the Qing troops outside the city withdraw, Gaizhou Garrison will still fall back into Qing hands. All this effort, if it's just for seizing a few warehouses of goods,..."

That seems a bit petty.

"So what are your plans?" Zhang Jingchuan asked with a smile.

“Since its formation, the First Army has not yet engaged in any organized battles with the Qing army. I believe this presents a good opportunity,” Wu Guozhong suggested.

The First Army consisted of three infantry battalions, two musketeer battalions, and two artillery battalions, with a total strength of 20,000 men.

Even if there were another 10,000 Qing troops outside the city, let alone less than 10,000, they probably wouldn't be a match for Wu Guozhong's First Army.

"General Wu," Li Ruolian said in surprise, "There are 10,000 Qing troops outside the city, and you're leading 20,000. Isn't that a bit too few?"

“Commander Li has misunderstood,” Wu Guozhong said with a smile. “My First Army’s target is not Luo Luohun and the less than 10,000 Qing troops around him.”

"That is?"

Wu Guozhong pointed to Gaizhou Guard, looked at Zhang Jingchuan, and said, "This humble officer will lead the First Army to push forward all the way until Gaizhou Guard is captured!"

With this remark,

Li Ruolian was shocked, and Huang Fei was also shocked.

Wu Guozhong meant that the First Army of 20,000 men would have to face nearly 40,000 Qing troops.

In their minds, this was simply impossible.

Besides,

This was still the field battle that the Qing army excelled at!

Of the people present, only Zhang Jingchuan believed that Wu Guozhong's words were not untrue.

The First Army was organized by Zhang Jingchuan based on the ideas of World War I, although its weaponry was far from reaching the level of World War I.

However, the infantry-artillery coordination has already begun to take shape.

Based on the improvements made by the Firearms Bureau to muskets and various cannons, not only was the range and stability increased, but the accuracy was also improved to a certain extent.

Furthermore, each cannon was equipped with a wheeled carriage, which greatly increased the cannon's maneuverability.

Long-distance transport can be carried by oxen or horses, while for short distances or during wartime, two or three strong men can pull it.

Furthermore, the infantry battalion was equipped with shield bearers and spearmen, which could provide a certain degree of resistance even if the Qing cavalry charged, thus creating a stable output environment for the musketeer battalion.

“In that case,” Zhang Jingchuan said with a smile, “we’ll walk on two legs!”

Saying,

Zhang Jingchuan placed the cup on the sketch, marking the location of Gaizhouwei.

"Huang Fei's Dengzhou navy and Wu Guozhong's First Army have joined forces in Gaizhou!"

……

"Report!!!"

"Twenty thousand Ming troops have marched out of Fuzhou City and are heading this way!"

Daishan took a deep breath.

Road:

"How come only 20,000 Ming soldiers have come to take the bait!"

Luo Luo chuckled and said, "That Pinglu Earl is certainly not incompetent, but in the end, I just gave him bait too directly, but there's nothing I can do about it."

Ideally, the entire Ming army within Fuzhou City would launch an attack.

However, things can never be done to the extreme. It's like when you go fishing, your goal is to catch a ten-pound fish, but only five pounds bite the bait.

You can't possibly put the five-pound fish back, can you? After all, the family is waiting to cook the fish.

"Twenty thousand Ming soldiers dared to fight my ten thousand Qing soldiers in the field. It seems that we haven't provided enough intensity these past few months. The Ming army really thinks they're invincible again."

Luo Luohun shook his head.

Road:

“The Ming army under the command of the Earl of Pinglu is different from the Ming army in Guangning. His Ming army can be called the elite of the Ming army.”

Such elite troops should never be underestimated.

I've already suffered a setback once because I underestimated my opponent, so I won't stumble on the same person twice!

Dai Shan nodded in agreement.

Luo Luo said in a clear voice:

"Give the order: Prepare for battle!"

……

“My lord, I believe that although our 20,000 troops are not much of a threat to the Qing army, they will still come to eat us.”

"So you want to..."

“My lord, the Qing army doesn’t know the strength of our First Army. Revealing too much at once might scare them away.”

In my humble opinion, that Luo Luohun is like a prostitute in a brothel, eyeing the money in our pockets, standing there throwing herself at us.

They're just waiting for us to go in so they can drain us dry.

Us,

But things just wouldn't go as she wished.

She wants us to come in, right? Fine, we'll be the tightwad. You try to entice me, you tease me, and I'll just have a good time.

He casually pats her every now and then; it's time to take advantage of her.

She, Luo Luohun, couldn't afford to get angry.

She even had to feign reluctance by covering half her face with a fan.

Let me say this to you:

Hate~"

Zhang Jingchuan frowned, a hint of disdain in his voice, and said, "Wu Guozhong, where did you learn this strange metaphor from?"

"Uh... Your Excellency, you don't like it?"

“Applying this to warfare is far too unserious,” Zhang Jingchuan said irritably. “If outsiders heard this, they would think that the Marquis of Pinglu of the Great Ming Dynasty is a prostitute!”

"..." Wu Guozhong was speechless for a moment.

……