Chongzhen Undergraduates

"There are only 8000 people, but we have 10,000+."

"What do you know. The Zhunta is full of cavalry, and only the horses are equipped with one man and two riders. In other words, they have [-] war horses, not counting the accompanying mules and horses."

"My darling! How rich must this be? More than 5 war horses, which was the size of King Chuang when he was in a rock." Li Nian was also shocked. Except for Li Zicheng back then, he hadn't heard of any horses. The troops are equipped with so many war horses.

"You are wrong! Li Zicheng's war horses at that time had been used for many years, and many of them had been injured. And the horses ridden by the main force of the latecomers were all the youngest horses conscripted by Mongolia, with the combat power of a horse. Worth two old horses."

Li Nian was terrified, and quickly said with a dark face: "Brother, don't talk about it. Just tell me, can we beat it?"

Li Yan thought for a while, then shook his head and said: "If it's a field battle, you can't fight. Even if you can surround them, you will be broken out. The individual combat power of the Houjin soldiers is equivalent to four or five of our soldiers. If Add that horsepower and we'll be hard-pressed."

"Then what should we do? Do you want the emperor to send more people?"

"Confused. The emperor is facing more enemies than us now. How can he send someone? All he can give us is supplies."

Chapter 172: The Coated Dog Slave

"Then there is no way to defeat the Empress Jin Army?" Li Nian asked disappointedly.

"Hou Jin's armed force is stronger than ours, and its weapons and equipment are also stronger than ours. With the current strength of the Ming army, it is true that there is no way to defeat them. The emperor said that there is only one way to turn defeat into victory."

"What way?" Hearing that there is a way to win, Li Nian rekindled his confidence.

"The emperor said that after defeating Houjin, only firearms are available."

"Firearms? Just firecrackers? It's about the same if you let it go loud during the Chinese New Year. It's something that can be hit thirty steps away, rely on it?"

"Have you ever thought about a question, Hou Jin's soldiers are stronger than our army, how can our army offset this disadvantage?"

"Strengthen training and recruit more soldiers!" Li Nian blurted out.

Li Yan looked at his younger brother and smiled, and said, "If the firecracker is still accurate a hundred paces away, how much do you think the strength of the Houjin soldiers will be of any use?"

Li Nian's eyes lit up: "If that's the case, the strength of the soldiers on both sides will be evened out at once. The only thing Houjin is stronger than us is horsepower and animal power."

"What if there is another thing that can hit the cavalry two miles away?"

"You're talking about the red cannon? But that thing can only fire two cannonballs every time a stick of incense burns. It's useless, and the Mongolian cavalry can rush over in one fell swoop."

"What if it could be launched quickly?"

Li Nian was completely dazed, this was a bit of a fantasy, he could only think about it when he was dreaming.

"Okay, go get busy first." Li Yan kicked his younger brother away, shook his head with a smile, and said to himself, "I hope everything you say will be successful."

The ten days passed quickly, and Zhunta was not idle during these ten days.

The territory of Shandong is very large, he is busy every day accepting prefectures, counties and towns everywhere, attending banquets in Jinan city every day, and running around in different boudoirs of various beauties at night, it is really hard work.

This trip to Shandong can be regarded as "tiring" him to the point where he almost forgot about Li Yan.

It's already late March, the sun rises earlier, it's almost noon, and the Commander hasn't woken up yet.

Last night, another official sent two of their concubines, saying that they would come to ask the Commander about military affairs at night, but they have not come out until now.Presumably, the commanding lord has read too many military books, and he needs to find someone to pass on all the military arts.

"Hurry up and report to Commander, there is an urgent military report!" A messenger waited anxiously at the gate of the mansion where Zhunta lived, and kept urging.

"Slave enough, what are you shouting about? Didn't you see that your lord is sleeping! You disturbed the serenity of your lord commander, watch your head carefully." A man who was obviously dressed in Zhunta yelled loudly.

The messenger originally wanted to argue, but when he saw the two Ba Yala white armor soldiers guarding the yard, he immediately fell silent.

This was their commotion, which indeed woke up Zhunta, only to hear a person supported by two young women coming out of the inner courtyard, disheveled, full of bad words, and asked impatiently: "Who?" Don’t you see that it’s almost dark when you’re shouting so much?”

"My lord, it's noon now, and it's still early to get dark." Bao Yi bent down and waited carefully.

"Oh? That's right. What's going on outside?" Zhunta looked up and saw the sun shining on his bald dipper, and then realized that the time was wrong.

"A little messenger came. I insisted on saying that there was some urgent military situation. I was afraid of delaying my master's rest, so I didn't dare to wake him up." Bao Yi looked like a traitor in later generations of film and television dramas, with a flattering expression on his face.

"There's an emergency military situation. I've already pacified Shandong. Where did the emergency military situation come from? Go, bring me the letter. If you lie about the military situation, I'll slap him a few times later."

"Come on! The slave will do it right now." Bao Yi sang in a strong rural accent, and insisted on appearing to sing well.

When Zhunta heard this, he was very satisfied with the tone of the coated servant, and turned to ask the two women beside him: "Both Wu Nong's soft language from Jiangnan is nice, compare it with the official tone of our Dajin Kingdom, which one is better?"

The two women covered their faces with a smile, and giggled and said, "Of course, my lord, your Mandarin is nice."

"Hahaha, my lord, I will discuss with you later." After Zhunta finished speaking, he did not forget to kiss the cheeks of the two women.

"Master, the letter you want." Baoyi bent over and came to Zhunta's side, holding the letter above his head with both hands, his whole body presented a special angle, forming a straight line from the letter to his waist.Obviously he was going to bend down to his ass, but he hid it so that Zhunta would not see his ass.

His backline seemed very straight, but unfortunately, as long as he was in front of Jiannu Tartar, he had never straightened his back.It is probably only in this situation that one can see his originally flat back.

Zhunta threw away the letter paper, glanced through it hastily, and frowned instantly.

"Master, this slave is going to slap that messenger right now." Baoyi thought that Zhunta was angry and was planning to please him.

"Slap!" Zhunta slapped Bao Yi's face heavily, and then kicked him: "Dog slave, you almost ruined the big business of labor and management. Come on, drag me down and interrupt his dog!" leg."

Bao Yi was stunned by the sudden beating, and when he heard that his legs were going to be broken, he was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

"Zhu Zi, spare your life, the slave will never dare again. Zhu Zi, spare your life!"

"Drag it on, so as not to dirty the floor here." Zhunta waved his hand impatiently, without even looking at the wrapping on the floor, turned and went back to the house to change.

The two women were so frightened that their faces paled, and they didn't dare to breathe. After a long while, they heard Zhunta's roar in the room: "Where are you? Labor and management need to change clothes."

Li Yan's reply was very clear: It is impossible to expect him to surrender just like this. His soldiers are his soldiers, and no one wants to leave.Unless he is given 1000 million taels of silver, he must be named a king at least.

Li Yan also said in the letter: His current position is very important, no less than Wu Sangui's Shanhaiguan.No matter what, he couldn't be younger than Wu Sangui's Wang.

Zhunta got angry just now, but he didn't expect Li Yan's words to be so harsh.Since he entered the customs, he has never received a single Han person who dared to speak to him in such a tone.

Turning around and entering the house, Zhunta kept thinking whether it was time to attack Li Yan.As the two women helped him get dressed, Zhunta turned around and smiled again.

Li Yan's ability to raise conditions shows that he is moved.And as far as Li Yan's request is concerned, it's not too high.This is just a habit of the Han people: Asking prices everywhere, paying back the money on the spot!

This kind of trick has long been circulated among the later Jin people.If it is customary to discount Li Yan's asking price in half, it is actually nothing.

"Hey! I'm so confused, this is a good thing. Someone, hurry up and send this letter to the capital, and present it to the regent in person."

Zhunta was relieved, even happier than last night.But in the other side room, Bao Yi's screams continued one after another, louder than louder.

"What's going on over there? Who's yelling?"

"My lord, Biaoxia is arranging for someone to break the dog servant's leg. You ordered it." A Ba Yala white armored soldier squatted down and replied.

"Oh, is that so? Hit me hard. That's enough for a slave. You'll make a fuss with such a small injury. It disturbs my peace. You won't be wronged if you beat him to death."