Chapter 212 Battle
Several generals discussed it and then turned their attention to the commander.
The general tapped his fingers on the table, lost in thought.
If Ji Changqing had brought 5,000 soldiers, he would definitely close the city gates, wait for the enemy to attack, and then slowly consume them.
But now only 2,000 people have come...
Ji Changqing was a civil official, and Xuan Pingbai was a military general who had been stationed in the capital for many years. They had not been on the battlefield for many years, and their tactics were probably unfamiliar.
These two thousand soldiers had just trekked for a whole day and were exhausted.
If we don't fight now, do we have to wait until they have rested and are fully refreshed before fighting?
As long as they can capture them, the nearly one million disaster silver will belong to their Zhicheng. Why worry about recruiting soldiers and expanding their combat power?
"Since they are so arrogant," he said in a deep voice, "let's teach them a lesson so that the imperial court knows that our Chengtian Army is no small force."
"The general is wise!"
All the generals responded in unison.
After the discussion, they each selected their troops, opened the city gates, marched out in formation, and rushed towards the capital's troops with murderous intent.
Admiral Xuan was already worried about Ji Changqing only letting him bring two thousand men, and when he saw the Chengtian Army coming out in full force, his face suddenly became extremely ugly.
"Master Ji, even if we can win with our two thousand men against five thousand, it will be a pyrrhic victory, with more than half of our men probably killed or wounded."
Ji Changqing glanced at him and said, "Most of them don't even have decent weapons. The soldiers of the Third Battalion are all well-equipped, and they have a hundred or so cavalrymen, all elite soldiers and generals. Why are you panicking?"
Admiral Xuan: “…”
What do you, a civil official, know!
"Ants can kill elephants, Master Ji," he said with a gloomy face. "Even though hoes, sickles, and hammers can't compare to swords, spears, or halberds, they can still kill people."
Ji Changqing: "Then you will follow my instructions."
Admiral Xuan: “???”
Don’t fantasize about being able to command a battle just because you’ve read a few books on military strategy, okay?
War is not a game of house; it will cost lives!
However.
After listening to Ji Changqing's strategy, he actually felt that it made some sense. He couldn't help but be surprised: "How does Lord Ji know how to deploy troops?"
Ji Changqing said calmly, "My brother often discussed tactics with me when he was alive, so I'm familiar with it."
I see!
Admiral Xuan suddenly understood.
I almost forgot that Ji Changqing has an elder brother who is invincible.
How bad could someone who could serve as Ji Changfeng's sparring partner be in military strategy? Moreover, they were twins, so their brains were similar.
"Master Ji is truly a man of both civil and military talents."
He praised.
"Having a capable minister like Lord Daxi Youji is truly a blessing to the people."
Ji Changqing: "Okay, stop flattering me and quickly deploy your troops. They are about to kill us."
Admiral Xuan took the order and left.
Soon after the Zhicheng Chengtian Army left the city, they saw the soldiers of the capital forming a spearhead formation. They knew at a glance that they wanted to use the vanguard to break their phalanx and then encircle and attack them from both wings.
"Are you bullying us because we don't have shields and can't set up the tortoise shell formation?"
The scarred lieutenant snorted coldly.
"Boss, how about we open up the middle?"
The commander nodded: "Okay."
Let go of the middle road, and when the vanguard of the capital rushes in, the archers can shoot from all sides and kill them by surprise.
The generals passed the order down.
Soon, the two armies faced each other, and the vanguard of the capital was indeed ambushed and retreated in panic.
Naturally, they would not miss the opportunity to beat a drowning dog. They chased them all the way and beat the vanguard of the capital until they cried and cursed.
Just as they were shouting in joy, arrows poured down from the sky like a plague of locusts, instantly turning them into thorn gourds.
Due to a moment of carelessness, I ended up falling into someone else's ambush!
The commander was filled with regret.
"Retreat quickly!"
He shouted loudly.
He immediately turned his horse around and galloped back.
An arrow hit him in the back unexpectedly, piercing him through.
The scarred deputy general's expression changed drastically.
"Boss!"
Before he could finish his words, he was also hit in the chest by an arrow and fell off his horse.
Seeing this, the other generals were terrified and no longer cared about anything else, and fled in panic.
But he could not escape the fatal arrow.
A few moments later, they were all shot to death.
"The main culprit is dead, and those who surrender will not be killed!"
Shouts were heard everywhere.
When the people of Zhicheng, who had been forced to join the rebels, heard this, their fighting spirit disappeared and they laid down their weapons and surrendered.
Only the seed rebels who had originally broken through Zhicheng and taken it for themselves put up a desperate resistance, but were soon defeated.
The battle lasted only a quarter of an hour before the Third Battalion of the Capital won a great victory.
Admiral Xuan was shocked.
After arranging the troops according to Ji Changqing's instructions, he was still a little worried that the rebels might see through their plan and be fooled by the vanguard's feigned defeat, thus falling into the trap.
As a result, they were not on guard at all and just like a blindfolded mouse, they went straight into their net.
"Master Ji is truly as foresighted as a god."
He admired it sincerely.
"You can see through the rebels' psychology at a glance."
If the rebels in the remaining cities are the same as those in Zhicheng, the rebellion will be suppressed soon and they will be able to return to the court in no time.
Ji Changqing saw what he was thinking and reminded him, "This trick can only be used once. It won't work next time."
Admiral Xuan: “…”
That’s true.
After the lesson of Zhicheng, it would not be so easy to lure the rebels from other cities out of the city gates.
"What about next time?"
He blurted out the question.
After asking, I realized that something was wrong. Every time they pointed at Ji Changqing for advice, he was really useless as a commander.
Ji Changqing replied, "Adapt to local conditions and wait for the opportunity," and left him and walked towards Feng Qingsui who was treating the wounded.
Feng Qingsui was stitching up the wound of a soldier whose arm was hit by an axe.
After taking Ma Fei San, the soldier fell into a drunken sleep and lost consciousness.
He was completely unaware that his companions were stunned.
"Doctor Feng, can this person's injury be stitched up like a torn piece of clothing?"
Feng Qingsui nodded: "Of course. But you can't sew it casually. You have to align the texture and sew it together carefully. Before suturing, you have to clean the wound carefully and not let any dirt get on it..."
The soldiers listened attentively.
Feng Qingsui sutured the wound, applied medicine, and wrapped it with gauze.
She noticed a thin layer of sweat on her forehead and was about to raise her sleeve to wipe it away when Wuhua came over with a handkerchief and wiped the sweat off her forehead.
"Aren't you helping carry the wounded over there?"
Feng Qingsui asked doubtfully.
"How did you notice I was sweating?"
Wuhua pointed behind her and said, "Second Master asked me to come here."
Feng Qingsui turned around and saw Ji Changqing standing behind him wearing a dark blue riding suit, his waist tightly tied, standing tall and straight like a pine tree.
The light spots were like butterflies, falling on his eyebrows and eyes, adding a bit of warmth.
"Second Master is truly a master at using troops."
She smiled with narrowed eyes.
"It was easy to take over Zhicheng."
Ji Changqing looked at the wounded soldiers not far away and shook his head, saying, "Dozens of people were injured, and it still cost a lot."
The dead general of Zhicheng Chengtian Army: "???"
Can you say that again?
Killing thousands of us and only injuring dozens is considered a price?
Do you want to be unscathed?!
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