Back to the Ming Dynasty to be a tyrant

Following Emperor Chongzhen's southern and northern wars, Zhang Zhiji, who has gone through countless battles, naturally knows what kind of temperament Emperor Chongzhen is-don't look at Emperor Chongzhen who just came to inspect the army this time, but who can guarantee that this master will not lose his mind? Hot on the front line?

He had heard countless "wise deeds" about Emperor Chongzhen from Zhang Zhiji's side, so Zhang Shize naturally knew what kind of temperament his future father-in-law would have.

Getting up to the table, Zhang Shize stretched out his hand to draw on the map for a long time before he said: "Your Majesty won't arrive until tomorrow, we still have one day to prepare.

The biggest question now is those English barbarians, are they going to launch a counterattack against us tonight or tomorrow? "

Liu Xiaoyao said: "Yin time, to be precise, at four o'clock in the morning, they will launch a night attack on us."

Zhang Shize hummed and said, "Yinshi is the time when people are most sleepy, and it rained for another day today, so the guns can't be counted on, and the barbarians will pick their time."

Shen Zhenjiang said: "Then what about us? Retreat or confront them head-on?"

Zhang Shize said: "It's impossible to retreat. We are in Wincanton now. If we retreat, we will lose our correspondence with the direction of Kingswood and Twyford. We will send someone to notify them temporarily. It's too late."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Shize turned his head to Liu Xiaoyao and said, "How's the news from both sides?"

Liu Xiaoyao said: "It's basically the same as our journey. The ammunition is sufficient, and the soldiers are motivated. The only problem is that there are too many rainy days, which affects their performance."

After nodding his head, Zhang Shize said: "The barbarians are not stupid, no matter how stupid the barbarians are, after so many battles, it's time for them to discover the weakness of firearms."

After a sneer, Zhang Shize continued, "However, those savages probably didn't expect that my Ming's army is not comparable to them in swordsmanship, right?"

Liu Xiaoyao said: "It can't be said that way. The news sent back this time mentioned the manpower prepared by the English barbarians. I'm afraid they are not as simple as the enemies we faced in the past."

Zhang Shize suddenly became curious: "Could it be that these barbarians are more difficult to deal with than the Mongolian Wanqi?"

Liu Xiaoyao shook his head and said: "It's hard to say. The difficulty of Mongolian Wanqi lies in their speed. Once they increase their speed, the impact of Wanqi's impact is indeed terrifying, and their Mangu evil tactics are indeed true. Very disgusting people.

However, according to the feedback from Mongolia Wanqi, their elite may not be stronger than these English longbowmen in terms of archery.

First of all, these longbowmen are not using horn bows, but yew wood bows. The bows are long and have a long range, and the best archers among them can achieve a rate of fire of ten rounds per minute, and the range is full. With a distance of 200 meters, it is stronger than our early firecrackers. "

After finishing speaking, Liu Xiaoyao licked his somewhat dry lips again, and continued: "If it weren't for the fact that the firecrackers that those English barbarians bought from my Daming are faster than longbows and have a longer range, I'm afraid they will continue to vigorously develop longbowmen.

Of course, the cultivation of longbowmen is not easy, at least many people's bodies are somewhat deformed, and with the popularity of muskets, there are fewer and fewer English longbowmen. "

Zhang Shize asked curiously, "So what about this time? How many longbowmen did they get this time?"

Liu Xiaoyao said: "Three thousand, that's all the longbowmen they can make up so far."

Zhang Zhiji immediately felt relieved: "I'm scared to death. If you say that they have gathered 3000 to [-] longbowmen, that's really a problem. If they only managed to gather [-] people by throwing everything at them, then they can get them all at once. Just bury it here!"

Shen Zhenjiang nodded and said: "With 3000 people, each person can shoot ten arrows per minute, which means 1 feathered arrows per minute, plus their shooting range, it is indeed much better than Wan Qi.

If they have 2 to 3000 people, it will be a headache for us, but if they only have [-] people, there is no way to form a rain of arrows, so it doesn't matter. "

Zhang Shize simply ordered: "The order, the spies are sent twenty miles away, and they will sleep on their swords tonight, and order all the big shields to be ready, and I will also pull out the eight-ox crossbow and the god-arm bow for me to prepare!"

Shen Zhenjiang hesitated and said: "Baoxu, we didn't bring many, did we? Just a few Baoxu, can we use it?"

Zhang Shize sneered and said: "Four crossbows are enough for them to have a good time, and with those magic arm bows, we won't suffer even if we shoot against them!"

Of course, there will be no disadvantages. The eight-ox crossbow has a range of 500 meters, and the range of the god arm bow is 400 meters. Compared with the 200-meter range of the English longbow, it is simply a bully!

Moreover, unlike the smaller and smaller crossbow arrows used in the divine arm bow, the arrows used in the eight-ox crossbow cannot be called arrows at all, and they are more or less called wooden poles. It's no problem to split the enemies in the row in front of you into two halves...

Zhang Shize continued: "Speaking of which, since these barbarians have the guts to play night raids, shouldn't we give them a salute? Zi said, coming and not going is indecent."

Zi said is it used at this time?

"Young master is really knowledgeable!" After a praise, Shen Zhenjiang continued: "When the formation of the barbarians is messed up, let's fight back with them and see if we can catch a few more big fish."

Zhang Shize shook his head and said, "It's probably enough. The barbarians are not all fools. How can there be big fish coming to the front line at this time? If you can catch a few, don't think about how big there will be behind them." The fish are probably all in front of the battle."

Liu Xiaoyao said: "By the way, what about Cromwell, there is no need to exist now, right? If not, I'll have someone pick his head up tomorrow."

Zhang Shize shook his head and said, "No, that Cromwell is still useful now, and the whole of England depends on Cromwell and Charles I now.

If Cromwell is killed now, the barbarians in England will be scattered into a mess, or they will be completely chaotic. It will be very difficult to imagine gathering them together like now.

If you can't stay idle, just pick some middle-level or low-level officials to kill, and it's best to keep Cromwell and those high-level officials so that they can win the hearts of the people and the army. "

Liu Xiaoyao nodded and said, "Okay, I understand."

……

The speed of Emperor Chongzhen's arrival was much earlier than Liu Xiaoyao and Zhang Shize and the others expected. Before they had finished studying the specific battle plan, Emperor Chongzhen had already arrived with an army.

After some courtesies, he leaned on the couch and took a sip of the ginger soup that Wang Chengen had just prepared. Emperor Chongzhen smiled and said, "What's the matter? We haven't finished discussing it yet? Did I bother you?"

Zhang Shize bowed and said, "Your Majesty Qizuo, the ministers and others have already discussed it, and now we just have to wait for Yinshi."

Emperor Chongzhen said: "The plan is that you have already discussed the battle plan, and I will not change it for you, and don't care about your plan, just implement it as usual.

It's already this time now, if you are sleepy, go to rest early, there is still a battle to be fought tomorrow, if you are not sleepy, I will order someone to bake something to eat, let's wait for Yinshi together, how about it? "

After finishing speaking, Emperor Chongzhen did not wait for Zhang Shize's answer, and directly ordered Wang Chengen: "Order people to roast the sheep I brought over and share them with the soldiers, and sprinkle more peppers. The weather is wet and cold now, so it's just a good time to eat them." Chili drives away the cold."

Upon hearing Emperor Chongzhen's order, Zhang Zhiji, who had just come with Emperor Chongzhen, felt a thump in his heart, and asked tentatively, "What does Your Majesty mean?"

Chapter 797 Wind!Gale!

Emperor Chongzhen dared to touch his conscience and swear with Zhengren's head. His own meaning was very simple. Of course, he wanted to kill people with a knife.

And it is foreseeable that this may almost be the last time in my life to lead an army. If I miss it, will I have the opportunity to lead an army again in the future?

At around 03:30 in the morning, after the scouts reported the news that the English army was marching here, Emperor Chongzhen, who was not sleepy, suddenly became more energetic.

Calling Wang Chengen repeatedly to prepare the horses, Emperor Chongzhen led Zhang Zhiji and others out of the big tent and came to the battlefield.

There is a drizzle like cow hair floating in the sky, which is far from the pouring rain. To use a poetic sentence to describe it, it is probably the rain of apricot blossoms that wet the clothes.

Whether there are apricot blossoms is hard to say, Emperor Chongzhen is not very clear, and in addition to the darkness of the night at three o'clock in the morning, the illuminated torches and fire piles are not very effective, and the distance that can be seen by the line of sight is limited , it is even more unclear whether there are apricot flowers.

But it’s okay, poetic, this thing is complacent, it doesn’t have to have apricot blossoms—it’s like flying down three thousand feet, it’s enough to understand the artistic conception, it really makes you see a three thousand-foot waterfall , are you sure you dare to see it?

The drizzle that wets the clothes is indeed quite poetic. Whether you are wearing a bamboo hat or holding an umbrella, meeting a few young and beautiful ladies is really the joy of life.

However, there are no beautiful ladies on the battlefield, except for a group of big guys who are also big guys. It is impossible to expect them to understand poetry and romance. They are only interested in cutting people with knives and making military exploits.

Emperor Chongzhen naturally knew the virtues of these Qiu Bas, so he sent out a lot of meat when he first arrived here, and gave these Qiu Bas extra meals.

After patrolling the battlefield back and forth, Emperor Chongzhen took Zhang Zhiji and others back to the rear: "All ready?"

Zhang Shize bowed and said, "Your Majesty Qizuo, all the large shields have been dispatched, and the cowhide tents are ready. Even if the barbarians in England prepare longbowmen this time, there will be no problem."

Things were just as Zhang Shize said.