Chapter 569: Difficult to decide

Sancha River.

There are many ships hanging on the sea surface at the mouth of the sea.

In the cabin of a large ship, several people were discussing something.

In the cabin, a small sand table was in the middle, and several people sat around the sand table. On the sand table, the terrain around the Sancha River was the terrain.

These people are Sun Chengzong, Qin Liangyu, Mantong, Mao Wenlong, etc.

"I guess the Tartars must have known about the Jinning War, but there has been no movement in the past few days. Look, what should I do?" Sun Chengzong said with a smile. Sun Chengzong needed to be happy. The eight thousand Tartars, this great victory is brilliant. As soon as the news reached Sancha River, the morale suddenly increased. However, after a few days, the Tartars were still staying in the camp, without any movement. Every day, they still sent some horses to come out, wander around, and fight for a scout, without any intention of coming out to fight.

"Gei Master, it's not that the Tartars are determined to retreat, so they are ready to retreat." Qin Liangyu also envied Yuan Chonghuan. At this moment, Yuan Chonghuan became a hero who stood up. Qin Liangyu was also worried about this. She was afraid that the Tartars would be beaten too much and dared not fight with her. Then she missed the opportunity to fight with the Tartars and lost the opportunity to prove herself and prove the white-sling soldiers.

"Gei Master, I'll see, I'm afraid that the news of the captain is here, I dare not let people know..." Mao Wenlong is now holding back all day long. Yuan Chonghuan's big victory was only due to his squeezing Yuan Chonghuan. But now Yuan Chonghuan has washed away the hat of the "woman" with practical actions. Now, there is this hat on his head. Now, he is the only brother in trouble. He always thinks that he should remove this hat.

"George, as far as we are concerned, we might as well take advantage of the new victory in Jinning and our morale is rising, so as to kill the Tartars in one fell swoop, and we should kill the Tartars in one fell swoop..." Man Gui also said carelessly.

"Zhensu, what do you think?" Sun Chengzong asked everyone about their opinions and asked Qin Liangyu.

"Go back to the Pavilion Master, Zhensu thought that since the Tartars did not dare to come, he might as well kill them. Now that my Ming Dynasty is in high morale, Zhensu is ready and has the determination to win..." Qin Liangyu wanted to kill him immediately and beat the Tartars to pieces. Now that the strong army is in hand, Qin Liangyu is full of confidence. Judging from the last time he fought with the Tartars, Qin Liangyu is very sure.

"Well... the infantry went to attack the Tartar camp, but it was OK. However, many red barbarian cannons were inconvenient to transport, and the formation was relatively hasty. It was far better to set up a formation and wait for the Tartars to attack the strong. If you go to fight the Tartar camp, you will be far away from the protection of warships. Although it is possible, the risks are much higher..." Sun Chengzong had to consider the pros and cons of it. If you fight on the coastline, you can be protected by warships and fortifications. Even if you lose, the losses will be limited. But if you go deep into the inland to fight, once you fail, the consequences will be unimaginable. Sun Chengzong also had to consider these consequences.

"George, I thought that I could indeed rush up to force the Tartars to fight to the decisive battle now. I carefully analyzed the war examples over Jinning and found that as long as the Tartars' horse exploration was suppressed, the Tartars would be blind. If they could suppress the Tartars' horse exploration, the White-Steeled Soldier could go up. Walk twenty miles a day, and they would never be attacked by the Tartars... When they approached the Tartars camp, the Tartars would not be able to fight." Mao Wenlong was so suffocated that Yuan Chonghuan had washed off the hat on his head. Now, he was still wearing this hat alone. Mao Wenlong always thought about taking it off.

"...If the Tartars teams were dispatched, the last general was willing to set up a formation for the white-rod soldiers..." Mao Wenlong said again.

When Sun Chengzong heard this, he nodded, and the horse team intercepted and bought time for infantry and artillery teams. This was possible. The Baigang soldiers also had such training. Qi Shuai's chariot camp did this way back then. But now, facing the Tartars who had a few combat power higher than the *** people, Sun Chengzong didn't know whether they could do it. The troops in Sanchahe did not have an advantage. If they were only elite soldiers, even not as many as Tartars, during the safety period, the safest thing was that the Tartars came to him automatically and rely on the advantage of the territory to win. But now, the news from Jinzhou has been spread for several days. The Tartars have not yet moved. Sun Chengzong did not know whether to take the initiative to attack or wait for the Tartars to attack. Both sides have their own advantages and disadvantages.

"I can understand your feelings..." Sun Chengzong was also in a dilemma. At this time, the siege of Songshan Fort was almost resolved. In other words, the purpose of the Ming Dynasty had been achieved. The Ming Dynasty had already broken off contact with the Eastern Lu Tartars. The Ming Dynasty could declare its victory, and then the Sancha River could actually be withdrawn. This year, the Tartars did not get any benefits. They made a shameful face in the Ming Dynasty and suffered heavy losses. The Ming Dynasty could ignore the Tartars. Strategically, they had already taken the initiative. There was no need to go up and fight the Tartars. If the Tartars like to confront each other, he could be with them to the end. The Eastern Gate could not afford to drag them. Sun Chengzong was very willing to drag them here. If they could drag their victory, Sun Chengzong would not mind dragging them all the time.

However, now the morale is high and the morale of the Tartars has plummeted. It is a pity to throw away such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity in vain. For example, today's main generals are eager to fight the Tartars. The morale of the army is available, and Sun Chengzong is also in a dilemma. The most important thing is that with the White Sling Soldier as the main force, you still need to be able to attack actively. It is okay to wait for the Tartars to come to fight once or twice, but it is impossible to do this forever. If the White Sling Sling Sling wants to grow into a decisive force, you still have to go through the tempering of the war, that is, attack is necessary.

Everyone saw that Master Sun was in deep thought and knew that Master Sun was making a decision, so they were not inconvenient to disturb him, so they waited quietly.

"Let's do this, Zhensu leads the army and advances for fifteen miles and sets up camp at Wangjiawozhang..." Sun Chengzong thought for a while and made this decision. Sun Chengzong did not want to rush up to attack the Tartars' camp. It would be too hard and the chance of victory was not high. Now the Ming Dynasty has no pressure to recover lost territory, nor has the pressure to rush to win. It can only eliminate the long-term strategy of the Tartars. No matter from that perspective, there is no need to rush up to attack the Tartars. It is safest to wait for the Tartars to attack like this.

, it is also the most comfortable. The Tartars like to confront each other, so let him confront each other. Besides, once they fail, the pressure in the court is not small, so he himself doesn't care, but the emperor's pressure is too great. Now, he also vaguely heard some rumors, which seemed to be unfavorable to the emperor. The emperor's actions were too great. Sun Chengzong had to consider these things. After thinking about it, he decided to push the front forward for fifteen miles or prepare for the offense, which was also preparation for defense.

After hearing this, the generals were a little disappointed. Sun Ge Lao still did not decide to send troops to the Tartar camp immediately, but pushed the front line forward for fifteen miles.

"I can understand your mood. However, military and national affairs should not be scattered. Now that our Ming Dynasty has taken the initiative, there is no need to rush to fight the Tartars anymore. Waiting for the Tartars to attack will be more beneficial to our Ming Dynasty. You, don't be impatient..." Sun Chengzong frowned and said. His position seems to be glorious and difficult. If you are not careful, you will ruin major events and things will go out of control.

"The Master of the Pavilion has taught me a lesson..." Several generals who had been eager to try all lowered their heads. They were all big-name people, but they were also stimulated by the victory of the eight thousand heads. They had always thought about a bigger victory. Now they were criticized by Sun Chengzong and were impatient, and several people blushed.

"Gei Master, why is it fifteen miles?" Qin Liangyu interrupted quickly, breaking the awkward scene.

"It's nothing. My Red Barbarian cannons from the Ming Dynasty can be hit seven or eight miles away. The cannons on both sides can be hit fifteen miles together. In this way, fortifications on the coast can be supported to the Wang family shack. In this way, the Tartars cannot be surrounded, nor can they cut off their backs. They will be permanently stationed there and there is no risk of food being cut off..." Sun Chengzong explained. Sun Chengzong still decided to fight the enemy according to the existing strategies, but it might as well show the white-rod soldiers out to see the Tartars' reaction. It was a very conservative method. After advancing fifteen miles, it was also a tentative attack, and it was still waiting for the Tartars to attack. If everything goes well, it would not be too late to move forward.

As he was speaking, a voice came from outside: "Report!" interrupted Sun Chengzong's words.

"What's the matter?" Sun Chengzong asked. Everyone also looked at the general who walked in.

"Go back to the Pavilion Master, the Donglu sent a letter of war..." The general reported.

"Shu of War?..." Sun Chengzong was a little surprised. When did the war with the Eastern Barbarians still need to be a war? Didn't the Tartars always like to advance lightly and attack sneak attacks? They also put out the war openly? The sun came out from the west?

"Go back to the Pavilion Master, it was the letter of war sent by the Tartars..." The general confirmed again and sent the letter of war.

The people in this room were also very surprised. The Tartars would also send letters of war, and they were even more happy. If the Tartars had a letter of war, they could fight.

Sun Chengzong flirted with a brief look at the war book and said, "The Tartars asked me to fight to the decisive battle in the Liu family's big shack three days later." Sun Chengzong handed the war book to everyone.

Everyone looked at the war book.

"Ge Master, fight, Zhen is sure to win!" Qin Liangyu also wanted to compete with the Tartars. Originally, Sun Ge Lao did not intend to attack the Tartar camp, but it was a different matter if someone gave the letter of war. If someone gave the letter of war and still couldn't escape the battle, this would have a great impact on morale. Qin Liangyu asked for war with joy.

"Gei Master, fight..." Mao Wenlong also urged.

Sun Chengzong suddenly saw something on the general who came in and asked, "Is it raining outside?"

"Go back to Master Ge, it's right, it's raining outside now..." The general turned around and looked at his body. There was indeed some water stains on his armor.

"Well!..." Sun Chengzong frowned. To be honest, according to the agreement in the war letter, the Ming Dynasty may not suffer any losses in the battle at the Liu family's Dawotang. It is much more certain than attacking the Tatar camp. If it is a decisive battle at the Liu family's Dawotang, Sun Chengzong believes that he is sure to win the Tatars, but there is one thing that Sun Chengzong cannot decide. This matter can determine life and death success or failure, and that is the weather.
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