At the end of Ming Dynasty: I, Sun Kewang!Desperate comeback!

Chapter 154 Counterattack months delayed

Bai Wenxuan has been running to his mansion every day for the past three months, asking for troops to be sent out every day.

Since the news of the fall of Guiyang came, it has basically been rain or shine, so why did we go hunting today?

Li Dingguo put down the Qi Men Dun Jia in his hand.

"Why does Your Highness Gong have free time to go hunting today?"

"Your Highness, Your Highness Gong has not been here for several days!" the attendant replied.

"I haven't been here for several days!" Li Dingguo was shocked.

"What has His Highness Gong been doing these days?"

"Back to Your Highness, King Gongchang has been feasting and hunting in the past few days."

"Feasting and hunting?" Li Dingguo frowned.

"Now that the troops from the north are approaching, as an important minister of the imperial court, with tens of thousands of soldiers and horses in his hands, how can he be so gentle and polite?"

"This..." The attendant was at a loss for words and didn't know how to answer.

"Get your horses ready quickly, I am going to his military camp."

"Yes." The attendant quickly retreated.

More than ten cavalrymen came out of Kunming City and went straight to the military camp outside the city.

The 20 soldiers and horses of Xiying are now gathered in Yunnan.

But not all of these soldiers and horses were concentrated in Kunming.

Instead, they were stationed in Wuding, Chuxiong and other places and ate separately.

In the Kunming area, apart from Li Dingguo's [-] elite troops, there were only the troops of Bai Wenxuan, Ma Bao and others.

This also reflects the current class divisions in Xiying.

Li Dingguo's Jin soldiers were the most powerful, followed by Bai Wenxuan.

Next are Ma Bao, Ma Weixing and other soldiers and horses.

Di Sanpin and others are in the fourth level.

As for participating in the Battle of Jiaoshui, the Jiaqian Army was loyal to Sun Kewang.

Needless to say, they are the lowest existence in Yunnan now.

Not only generals were dead or disabled, but also ordinary soldiers were called traitors.

Li Dingguo rode his beloved horse at a gallop.

After a while, they arrived at the camp of Bai Wenxuan outside the city.

"King Jin is here, open the city gate quickly!" The accompanying soldiers shouted loudly and showed their tokens.

There was a sound of opening the door, and the wooden door of Bai Wenxuan's military camp opened.

"At the end of the day, I will see the King of Jin."

Bai Wenxuan's closest confidants, including Guan Bo, Zhang Guoyong, and Fu Qiang Bo, Zhao Desheng, heard that Li Dingguo had arrived and quickly led people to greet him.

"Can His Highness Gong be in the camp?" Li Dingguo asked.

"Back to King Jin, the commander-in-chief took people out for hunting today." Zhang Guoyong replied.

"Send someone to look for him and tell him that he is waiting for him in the Chinese army's tent."

"Yes!" Zhang Guoyong and Zhao Desheng said respectfully.

Li Dingguo nodded upon seeing this, then rode forward and entered Bai Wenxuan's camp.

As soon as he entered the camp, Li Dingguo frowned.

Because there was a lot of debris in the camp, the soldiers had obviously been sorted out temporarily.

It can be seen that they were eating, drinking and having fun before.

"Uncle Guan and Uncle Fu Qiang, we are facing a formidable enemy. How can your army be so peaceful?"

Li Dingguo glared and scolded angrily.

Zhang Guoyong and Zhao Desheng were suddenly startled when they heard this, and their mouths opened slightly.

During this period of time, all the generals in Xiying were competing for meritorious service, feasting and enjoying themselves.

The generals of each battalion were singing and singing every day, without any thought of family and country.

Ordinary soldiers are unsupervised, and military discipline naturally becomes increasingly relaxed.

This was effective, and the entire Xiying began to fall into disarray.

Compared with the soldiers and horses of other battalions, Bai Wen's selection department has already calculated.

Gongchang King Bai Wenxuan has been arranging his troops and is ready to send troops to counterattack at any time.

However, as time passed, Bai Wenxuan, who had tried to persuade him to no avail, had become desperate.

As Li Dingguo studied Qimen Dunjia and Tianlei Formation every day, he expected Hong Wu to listen to his command anyway.

Bai Wenxuan's attitude became increasingly negative.

Last month, Liu Wenxiu, who was hopeless about the current situation, was angered to death again.

So Bai Wenxuan, who was hopeless about the current situation, started a banquet hunt. The general is like this, and his actions are followed by actions, so the state of Bai Wenxuan's department will be like this.

Compared with Bai Wen's selected troops, the generals and soldiers of other battalions, especially Li Dingguo's Jin soldiers, were in worse condition.

Therefore, as Li Dingguo launched an attack, Zhang Guoyong and Zhao Desheng were stunned.

Because their troops are already in the best condition among all the armies in Yunnan.

"Uncle Tong Guan and Uncle Fu Qiang, I am asking you a question!"

Seeing Zhang Guoyong and Zhao Desheng in a daze without answering, Li Dingguo became even more angry.

"Back to King Jin, this is the case in every battalion in Yunnan. Our army's military discipline has been settled."

Zhao Desheng was frightened and answered with his neck stiffened.

"What!" Li Dingguo was shocked, as if he had been struck by a bolt from the blue.

"Uncle Fu Qiang, what on earth is going on!"

"Prince Jin, the soldiers and horses of each battalion have been in Yunnan for several months, and the soldiers have been idle, so military discipline..." Zhao Guoyong looked at Li Dingguo's face and said cautiously: "Only then did we relax."

Li Dingguo took a breath when he heard this, and felt a chill when he looked at the uneven formations of soldiers around him.

"Instruct all camps to enforce strict military discipline. Anyone who dares to drink and laugh will be killed!"

"Yes!" The soldiers around him threw their hands.

"Uncle Guan and Uncle Fu Qiang, quickly organize your troops and horses!"

Li Dingguo shouted loudly and drove straight towards Bai Wenxuan's Chinese army tent.

Two hours later, Bai Wenxuan, who was out hunting, returned to his camp after a long journey.

"Prince Jin." Bai Wenxuan saluted.

"Wenxuan, you and I brothers don't need to be polite." Li Dingguo waved his hand.

"Prince Jin, what do you mean when you come to my place?"

"Selected works. The Northern troops are advancing and the Tartars are rampant. I have been restless lately. I also heard that you have been hunting and feasting recently, so I came here to take a look."

Bai Wenxuan was silent for a while after hearing this.

"Prince Jin, not only me, but also the civil and military personnel in Kunming City, and the commanders and generals of each battalion are all like this."

"What!" Li Dingguo just sat up in shock.

"Prince Jin, you have ignored military affairs for several months." Bai Wenxuan said slowly.

Li Dingguo's expression changed upon hearing this, and then he clenched his fists and sat down again.

Bai Wenxuan sighed deeply when he saw this. In September last year, he counterattacked and caused Sun Guozhu's defeat at Jiaoshui.

At that time, he was still very excited.

It's a pity that nearly a year has passed. Looking at various situations, Bai Wenxuan's heart no longer feels the same as that time.

"Wenxuan, are Gao Wengui, Wu Zisheng and others under my command the same?" Li Dingguo said silently.

"Compared to other battalion commanders, they are better." Li Dingguo's eyes suddenly widened.

"It's true!"

Bai Wenxuan stared at Li Dingguo's face and said word by word: "Some people say that the current situation in the imperial court is to compete for merit and gain power, and to enjoy banquets, while the generals of the Jin Dynasty are difficult to reward for their achievements, and competing for merit and feasting are the mainstream. "

"Damn it!" Li Dingguo slapped the table.

At this time of crisis, the generals in Xiying are like this, which is really a sign of national destruction!

"I really didn't expect that in just a few months, the generals would be like this!"

Bai Wenxuan was silent when he saw this. With Xiying's current situation, there was no need to say more about what the problem was.

Li Dingguo's main focus was not on military affairs, so he followed up and acted down, and it is conceivable that the military discipline of the army was lax.

"Now the Tatars have occupied Guiyang. If our army does this, the consequences will be disastrous and we must quickly reorganize our troops!"

Bai Wenxuan's eyes lit up when he heard this.

"Is the King of Jin preparing to send troops to counterattack Guiyang?"

"This..." Hearing this, Li Dingguo was undecided and fell into thinking.

"Prince Jin, up to this point, do you still believe in Hong Chengchou's letters and Jia Ziming's sorcery?"

Bai Wenxuan gritted his teeth and said: "More than a month has passed now. When did Hong Chengchou and Wu Sangui turn against each other? When did the heavenly soldiers, heavenly generals and heavenly thunder mentioned by Jia Ziming come true?"

As soon as these words came out, Li Dingguo was silent.

Seeing this, Bai Wenxuan continued: "King Jin! It's almost the beginning of autumn now. When summer is over and the weather turns cooler, our army's fighter planes will be completely lost!"

"Hong Chengchou is obviously using a delaying tactic! If we don't send troops, the big thing will be over!"

"Wenxuan, maybe things are not that bad. Hong Chengchou and Wu Sangui need time, and Jia Ziming also needs time." Li Dingguo said slowly.

"Prince Jin, is there anyone who is upright and can't exert his strength even after a month?"

Bai Wenxuan said sternly: "Besides, if Wu Sangui and Hong Chengchou want to change their ways, wouldn't it be better for our army to go to Guizhou to help them!"

As soon as he said this, Li Dingguo clenched his fists again.

More than a month has passed, and Li Dingguo should have noticed something even if he was mentally abnormal.

"Prince Jin, I see that neither Hong nor Wu have any intention of rebelling, and Jia Ziming's talk of heavenly soldiers and generals is even more nonsense!"

"Since ancient times, there has never been anyone who has conquered the world by relying on ghosts and gods!"

Li Dingguo's mood became even lower after hearing this.

Bai Wenxuan let out a long sigh when he saw this.

"Prince Jin, think carefully and take a good look at the chaos in Kunming."

"Now that Guizhou has been lost, the imperial court only has Yunnan. If anything goes wrong again, the world will really belong to the Tatars!"

Li Dingguo clenched his fists tighter upon hearing this.

In fact, he already knew it in his heart.

It's just that he is different from the past. He is now the high-ranking King of Jin, and the entire Xiying is the only one who follows his lead.

Such a position, such power.

It was very difficult to get him to admit his mistakes.

The more powerful a person is, the easier it is for him to go to extremes for the sake of face and power.

After Sun Kewang plotted against Li Dingguo and turned himself into a clown, he started acting strangely.

Now Li Dingguo is in his position.

It is extremely difficult to get Li Dingguo to turn around, openly admit his mistakes, and openly damage his face and prestige.

Historically, there have been very few people who were able to acknowledge their mistakes and correct them without admitting them, let alone openly slap themselves in the face.

"Wenxuan, I'll go back to my hometown to rest first, and we'll discuss the matter of sending troops to Guizhou tomorrow."

Li Dingguo stood up and left Bai Wenxuan's military camp without looking back.

That night, the lights in Prince Jin's palace were brightly lit.

"The situation in each battalion is not ideal, and the military discipline of the army has been weakened." Li Puxing, the crown prince of Jin Dynasty, looked solemn and handed a piece of compiled information to Li Dingguo.

Li Dingguo quickly flipped through it, but as he looked at it, he broke into a cold sweat.

"Unexpectedly, in just a few months, the situation of our army has fallen to this!"

Li Puxing opened his mouth wide and wanted to say something, but he hesitated.

"Puxing, just say what you want." Li Dingguo sighed.

"Father, you were wasting the opportunity by standing still before." Li Puyi mustered up the courage to say.

Li Dingguo was speechless for a long time after hearing this.

He is a soldier, how could he not know the power of it.

For more than ten months, before March this year, he did not believe that the Qing army would go south, or that it was to defeat Liu Wenxiu, so he had to believe that the Qing army would not go south in a short time.

From returning to Kunming to June, Bai Wenxuan and others repeatedly requested to counterattack Guiyang.

He, Li Dingguo, also knew the benefits of sending troops at that time.

However, the Qin soldiers and generals recalled from Guizhou and other places have not yet been sorted out. How can Li Dingguo feel at ease if Qin generals are not sorted out?
Moreover, if it has no effect, wouldn’t it mean that Guizhou and other places have been lost in vain?
Therefore, even though he knew that the opportunity to fight would be delayed, Li Dingguo still bit the bullet and purged Qin generals on a large scale and put his own Jin vassal generals in power.

In June, Jia Ziming came to Diandu again and brought a letter from Hong Chengchou.

So the counterattack has been postponed until now.

I just didn't expect that as he became more politically active, instead of improving, the situation in Yunnan as a whole would lead to all kinds of chaos.

This situation couldn't help but make Li Dingguo mentally confused.

Just like the symptoms caused by Sun Guozhu's continuous political exertion after the Battle of Fork Road, Li Dingguo's actions became increasingly maniacal.

Now, after so long, with the Qing army as a powerful enemy, Li Dingguo finally began to look back.

"Jia Ziming said before that the thunder incident was imminent, so he sent someone to invite him, and I wanted to ask him personally."

Li Dingguo spoke slowly.

"Yes!" Li Puxing quickly retreated.

That night, Li Puxing led his troops to Jia Ziming's residence, only to find that the man had sensed something was wrong and had absconded.

After Li Dingguo learned the news, he stayed up all night and ordered Jin Tongwu to impose martial law throughout the city.

He personally led troops to capture Jia Ziming and beheaded him in public.

The next day, Li Dingguo ordered someone to urgently summon Bai Wenxuan, Ma Weixing, Ma Bao, Gao Wengui, Wu Zisheng, Qi Sansheng and other Western Camp generals to gather in Kunming.

Finally, we are ready to send troops to Guizhou and counterattack Guiyang.

"Prince Jin, news has arrived from Kuidong. Liu Tichun and others started taking action as early as a month ago. Wu Sangui must have returned north to Chongqing to provide reinforcements."

Bai Wenxuan sighed and said: "We need to send troops as soon as possible at this time to make up for the situation and seize the opportunity."

As soon as these words came out, the generals had different expressions.

And Li Dingguo was even more upset.

Originally, Nanming's side had already wasted several months, and Hong Chengchou and Jia Ziming made Li Dingguo lose more than a month.

At this time, troops were sent to Li Dingguo to see. Wu Sangui had probably defeated Liu Tichun and others, and only one tail of the fighter plane was left.

"King Jin, our army needs to march quickly. It is already the end of July, and August is the beginning of autumn. The northern soldiers cannot bear the heat. If it is later, when the weather turns cooler, it will be disadvantageous for us." Ma Bao said. road.

The Qing army, especially the Eight Banners of Manchu and Mongolia, did not engage in large-scale operations when it was summer in the south.

For the Jurchens and Mongolians who grew up in the bitter cold outside the Pass, the climate in the south was a nightmare.

As soon as summer comes, the Eight Banners of Manchuria and Mongolia complain incessantly when faced with high temperatures of [-] to [-] degrees Celsius.

It's just that it's already the end of July, and there is very little time left for Nanming.

"Mr. Huai Guo, you are right." Li Dingguo said solemnly: "Everyone, you first need to rectify your troops and enforce military discipline."

"I will report to Your Majesty now and request to send troops to counterattack Guiyang!"

(End of this chapter)