"The chance of winning is about 80%!" Li Dingguo answered seriously.
"Are you sure?" Wang Yongji was a little worried. "If a decisive battle really happens, Jian Nu might send more troops to the right wing."
"Don't worry, sir. If the Jiannu army sends more troops, I have a way to fight them. If the Jiannu army does not send more troops, I have a tactic not to send more troops." Li Dingguo
"In that case, let's fight! I will deploy two thousand elite cavalry fifteen miles behind you. If you encounter any trouble, you can ask for help in time." Wang Yongji instructed.
"I obey your command." Li Dingguo stood up and said goodbye.
Li Dingguo knew clearly that Wang Yongji's purpose of deploying troops fifteen miles behind him was not really to support him.
Instead, it was to prevent the deserters who would result from his defeat from affecting the morale of the central army.
After watching Li Dingguo leave, Wang Yongji began to arrange other generals.
While the Ming army was preparing its battle plan, the Jiannu were also not idle.
After listening to Bolo's report, Jirgalang stared at Bolo and asked, "Are you sure you want to fight Li Dingguo on the left wing tomorrow?"
"Your Majesty, I have made all the preparations."
"What are the chances of winning?"
"At least an 80% chance of winning!" Bolo answered seriously.
In his opinion, an 80% chance of winning was too low.
Based on the combat effectiveness displayed by Li Dingguo's cavalry on the battlefield, he has at least a 90% chance of winning.
"Okay," Jirgalang stood up and walked to Bolo, "I will give you another 4,000 Mongolian soldiers to help you. You must win this battle!"
A 100% chance of winning!
Bolo almost blurted out.
Twelve thousand versus ten thousand, an absolute 100% chance of winning.
"But, Your Majesty," Bolo suddenly said worriedly, "The Ming army's offensive has been very fierce recently. The pressure faced by the central army is already great enough. If you divide more troops for me, I am afraid..."
"Don't be afraid," Jirgalang patted Bolo's shoulder, "Everything is in my plan."
"Since the prince said so, I can only obey your orders." Bolo turned and left.
After he left, Jirgalang first called Mandahai over and asked in a low voice: "How much supplies are left in Guangning City?"
"There are not many left. Most of the supplies have been transferred to Zhenjing Fort north of Guangning and the Kulun tribe of the Eight Banners of Mongolia." Man Dahai replied.
"That's good," Jirgalang nodded, "You can act according to the plan after nightfall."
"Your Majesty, should we change our plan?"
"Why do you say that?" Jirgalang reached out and took out a cigarette from the wooden box on the table and lit it with candlelight.
As the war progressed, the generals on both sides became more and more dependent on tobacco.
Chongzhen, who was far away in the capital, also made a fortune.
"Bolo currently has 12,000 soldiers under his command, 2,000 more than Li Dingguo. He will definitely be able to defeat Li Dingguo." Man Dahai explained: "After defeating Li Dingguo, we only need to turn around and attack Wang Yongji's flank."
Jirgalang smiled bitterly and said, "Li Dingguo's position is very delicate. Behind him is a small river that a warhorse can jump over, and on the left and right are tributaries of the Liao River that require floating bridges to cross."
"Even if he is defeated, his fleeing soldiers cannot flee to the left or right, but can only flee to the rear. If nothing unexpected happens, Wang Yongji must have ambushed a group of soldiers behind him. This group of soldiers can not only stop Li Dingguo's fleeing soldiers, but also resist Bolo's soldiers."
Man Dahai thought for a moment and said, "The Bolo army is so numerous and powerful that they defeated Li Dingguo's 10,000 cavalrymen. How can they not defeat Wang Yongji's ambush?"
"Good location, good location, good location!" Jirgalang said the important thing three times: "There are rivers everywhere in that area. Wang Yongji's ambush troops only need to find a wide river to defend along. Not to mention that Bolo has 12,000 soldiers, even if he has 50,000 troops, he can't fly across the river to attack Wang Yongji's flank."
"Oh no," Man Dahai slapped his forehead, "It's my fault. I was only thinking about how to win the battle and forgot about the terrain."
Jirgalang sighed: "So... no matter what the outcome of the battle on the eastern front is, it will not affect Wang Yongji's central army!"
"Then...I'll leave tonight?" Man Dahai asked, standing up.
"Well, try to keep the noise as low as possible when you leave. Also, do not expose your whereabouts after arriving at Xining Fort. Wait until I can attract the main force of the Ming army to the north for a distance before sending out troops." Jirgalang instructed.
"Don't worry, Your Majesty. I won't act rashly."
Taking advantage of the cover of night, Man Dahai led the main force of the Eight Banners Army to quietly leave Guangning.
The next morning, the Ming army and the Eight Banners soldiers formed their battle lines again.
Midline battlefield.
The Guanning Army did not cross the river directly, but first deployed artillery on the west bank of the Xisha River and bombarded the other side of the river.
The Eight Banners soldiers were forced to retreat.
Seeing that the time was ripe, Wu Sangui had to personally organize the Guanning Army to cross the river.
He wanted to fight passively.
But in order to urge him on, Wang Yongji directly ordered the central army to press forward.
He was almost pushed forward by the center army.
"Kill!" Countless soldiers stepped onto the pontoon bridge and rushed to the other side.
As soon as they landed, the elite troops of the Eight Banners rode back on horseback.
After a dense rain of arrows, the Guanning Army was driven back to the west bank of the Xisha River.
"Attack again!" Wang Yongji personally came to the river to supervise the battle.
Wu Sangui had no choice but to mobilize troops and launch another attack.
Eastern Front.
Bolo and Nikan led 12,000 Eight Banners soldiers to line up in the north.
Li Dingguo led 10,000 Ming troops to meet the enemy in the south.
Li Dingguo still used the same method as yesterday, dividing the 10,000 cavalry into ten deep echelons, with 1,000 soldiers in each echelon.
Looking at the thousand Ming troops in the distance, Nikan smiled proudly.
He had already thought of a way to defeat Li Dingguo.
Now everything is ready, we are just waiting for the Mongolian troops to arrive.
"Report!" The scout came to Bolo, "Four thousand Mongolian soldiers have arrived and are gathering in battle array at the rear."
"Is there any news from the central army?" asked Bolo.
"The Ming army is crossing the river, and the situation on the central front is very serious." The scout replied.
"I'm asking you whether Prince Zheng has sent anyone to deliver the message?" Bolo asked.
Before the scout could reply, a rider came running towards them from a distance.
"It's the messenger from the central army!" Nikan exclaimed.
The messenger quickly came to Bolo, whispered a few words in his ear, and then left in a hurry.
"What instructions does Prince Zheng have?" Nikan asked hurriedly.
"No instructions, just a message!" Bolo replied with a smile: "Prince Zheng said that Wang Yongji did not send more troops to Li Dingguo, but only deployed a cavalry 15 miles behind him to defend along the river."
"That is to say... Li Dingguo has neither reinforcements nor a way to retreat?" Nikan asked with a smile.
"Exactly."
"It seems that today is the day when Li Dingguo dies!" Nikan immediately drew his sword and looked into the distance: "Twelve thousand against ten thousand, it's hard for us not to win!"
"Let's do it when you're ready!" Bolo said expectantly, "I'll give you 5,000 soldiers this time, you can fight however you want. I'll be at the back, ready to support you at any time."
"Okay," Nikan urged his horse forward to the main army formation. He waved his hand and ordered, "Send out thirty scouts to lure out the Ming army."
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