Chapter 846: Spoils of War



The Battle of Songshan seems to have ended, but in fact it is still going on.

From a geographical point of view, Songshan and Jinzhou are closely related, and the straight-line distance between the two cities is less than 20 miles.

The actual distance is less than thirty miles!

After the Ming army captured Songshan, they would march towards Jinzhou.

The Second Battle of Songjin was about to begin.

"Your Majesty!"

Tunqi arrived at the top of Nanshan Mountain and reported to Jirgalang: "In the Battle of Songshan, our army lost 2,627 people, and 2,449 people were injured. The Ming army..."

"Wait a minute," Jirgalang raised his head to interrupt Tunqi. He stared into Tunqi's eyes and asked, "Isn't that right? Normally, there are more wounded than killed. Why are there more dead and missing than wounded this time?"

Tunqi said with some sadness: "The Ming army used the method of digging tunnels and burying gunpowder to blow up the southern wall of Songshan. At that time, there were more than a thousand Eight Banners soldiers on the southern wall. They were completely defenseless and were directly buried by the collapsed wall. Buried with them were nearly twenty artillery pieces, matching gunpowder shells, and countless rolling logs and stones..."

Jirgalang was speechless for a moment.

He wanted to hold the generals defending the city accountable.

But if you look into it, he is the one who bears the greatest responsibility.

At that time, he judged that the main attack direction of the Ming army was the south of the city, so he ordered to add more personnel to the south wall and transport various materials for defending the city...

As a result, the Ming army blew down the city wall, and the manpower and supplies he mobilized disappeared.

Strictly speaking, Jirgalang's judgment was not wrong.

The main attack direction of the Ming army was indeed the south of the city, and they finally entered the city from the south.

What a pity.

The Ming army chose to blow down the city wall instead of climbing it with ladders.

"What were the casualties of the Ming army?" asked Jirgalang.

"The various departments estimated that the Ming army suffered more than 2,000 casualties and about 3,000 serious and minor injuries. Most of the casualties occurred during the siege." Tunqi replied.

"That is to say...our casualties are similar to those of the Ming army?"

"yes."

"I understand, King." Jirgalang said calmly.

For Jirgalang, the Battle of Song Mountain was a failed battle.

First of all, the Ming army's goal was to capture Songshan and prepare for the subsequent battle of Jinzhou.

Now Songshan has changed hands.

Judging from the results, the Ming army was successful.

Secondly.

Jirgalang's strategic goal was to kill a large number of Ming army's manpower around Songshan City.

The casualties on both sides are now almost the same.

He also failed to achieve his goal strategically.

This was a complete failure!

Looking at the dejected expressions of the generals in the military tent, Jirgalang began to think about what to do next.

After the defeat at Songshan, he no longer had the confidence he had before the expedition.

It's not just him.

The generals in the tent were also full of worries about the future war.

After a moment of silence, Jirgalang looked at Mandahai and said, "Prince Li, how do you think we should fight the next battle?"

Man Dahai was somewhat helpless, "Your Majesty, you are the commander-in-chief of the three armies, and you should have the final say on how to fight."

He didn't want to give any advice to Jirgalang, otherwise he might be held responsible if he failed.

"How can I have the final say on such an important matter?" Jirgalang shook his head. "My goal is to win this battle! So we need to discuss how to fight. Whoever has the best idea will follow it. The rest is not important!"

Seeing that everyone was still a little worried, Jirgalang added: "You can speak freely. We share honor and disgrace. It is better to speak out than not to speak!"

Everyone looked at each other, put down their guard and began to speak.

Man Dahai was the first to say: "I think Jinzhou cannot be defended!"

"What do you mean?" Lekedehun couldn't help but look at Mandahai, "You want to give up Jinzhou?"

Without waiting for Mandahai to explain, Lekedehun rushed to say: "The Ming army attacked Jinzhou from the south. Although they have captured Songshan City, there is still a Nanshan Mountain blocking the road!"

"Our army has deployed a large number of Red Cannons in Nanshan!"

"If the Ming army wants to attack Jinzhou, they must capture Nanshan! Our army is on Nanshan and is defending from a high position, while the Ming army needs to attack from above. I don't need to say who has the advantage, right?"

After saying this, Lekedehun held his head high and chest puffed out, looking very proud.

"Ha!" Man Dahai sneered, "Lekdehun, are you stupid?"

Lekedehun touched the back of his head in surprise: "Why do you say that, Uncle Seven? I'm not stupid!"

Although the two were about the same age, Mandahai was Daishan's seventh son, and Lekedehun was the son of Daishan's second son.

Man Dahai is definitely an elder.

"Don't call me Seventh Uncle. I don't have a nephew as stupid as you!" Man Dahai looked disgusted.

"I'm not stupid!"

"Not stupid at all!" Man Dahai's expression of disdain was even more obvious than before. "Let me ask you, what are the Eight Banners soldiers good at?"

"What are you good at?" Lekedehun was a little unconfident when asked. He answered tentatively: "Good at...field combat?"

"Yes, a field battle!" Man Dahai suddenly raised his voice, "Although the terrain of Nanshan is not high, it is still a mountain after all. It is not conducive to the large-scale deployment of cavalry, and it is even more unfavorable for the Eight Banners soldiers to fight!"

"On the other hand, the Ming army's infantry can not only use the terrain to resist our cavalry, but also use sharp firearms to inflict heavy damage on the Eight Banners soldiers."

"Don't forget that our army still has the advantage of being on high ground!" Nikan of the Bordered Yellow Banner reminded.

"Our army does have the advantage of being on high ground!" Man Dahai nodded and then shook his head, "But compared with the Ming army's infantry's advantage in attacking, our advantage is not obvious!"

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