Chapter 130 Lin Che boldly predicts the outcome of the Ming Dynasty’s Northern Expedition
"stop!"
Seeing Zhu Feng violently beating up Lan Yu in front of Mr. Lin, he felt embarrassed and hurriedly stopped him: "Lanyu is a rude soldier who doesn't understand the rules. You accept Confucian ethics every day, don't you understand it too?"
"Hurry up and stop me!"
After hearing what the prince said, Zhu Ping scratched his head in annoyance and reluctantly stopped his movements.
Although Lan Yu is a slave of his Zhu family, he is still the crown prince's biological uncle. The crown prince has to call him uncle, no matter what, he has to give his eldest brother some face! It's up to the owner to beat the dog!
After Zhu Feng calmed down, Zhu Biao bowed and cupped his hands to Lin Che with an apology on his face: "I'm sorry Mr. Lin!"
"My subordinates are ignorant and speak rudely to you, making you laugh!"
"As for the second brother's always rude temper, you must know that after returning home, I will strictly discipline him on behalf of my father."
"I hope sir will not have any objections because of the recklessness of his subordinates and my second brother."
"Thank you in advance!"
In this regard.
Lin Che smiled indifferently. She didn't feel any discomfort with Lan Yu and Zhu Xi's rudeness. Instead, she felt that both of them had a military style. He waved his hand: "fine!"
"The strong man Lan is a member of the army, and Duke Wei's status in the army is unmatched by anyone. We said some unfavorable words to Duke Wei, which caused dissatisfaction. Or maybe we got a little emotional, that's normal!"
"I didn't take this to heart!"
"On the contrary, I understand it very well!"
Lin Che said magnanimously. Seeing that Lin Che had no intention of blaming him, Zhu Biao felt relieved.
He first thanked Lin Che, then looked at Lan Yu who fell on the ground and said with a dark face:
"What should I say to you? What did my father tell you before that you can't stay with Mr. Lin and learn etiquette?"
"Kneel there right now and listen!"
"If you say any more nonsense, get out of here immediately. If you have anything to say, go back and tell my father!"
After all, Lan Yu can be regarded as a senior general in the army, and he is full of arrogance in the army. However, there were His Majesty's oral instructions before and now the Prince's reprimand. Even if there are a hundred people who are not convinced, facing the most powerful emperor and crown prince of the Ming Dynasty, they will not be convinced. Don't dare to show it.
Especially since the prince rarely gets angry! The prince is usually kind-hearted and kind-hearted, but his heart is ruthless and decisive, which is comparable to His Majesty's.
Although he is the biological uncle of the Crown Princess, outside he and the Crown Prince have a relationship of monarch and minister. No matter how confused he is, he still understands this clearly.
Before, he looked down on Lin Che and thought she was just a scholar.
The establishment of the Ming Dynasty was achieved with the swords and guns of these generals and soldiers.
But these scholars are useless except for showing off some articles.
However, everyone from His Majesty to the Crown Prince, and even His Royal Highness the King of Qin, who was as rude as himself, had great respect for Mr. Lin.
Lan Yu was not a fool, and of course he saw the truth.
At this moment, he finally gave up!
"Thank you sir!"
"Thank you Mr. Lin!"
Zhu Biao turned his head and said to Lin Che with a smile:
"Sir, no one will bother you anymore, please continue!"
"One thing I don't quite understand is why sir can predict the outcome before the war begins. How did you do it, sir?"
"Mr. please clarify!"
On the side, Zhu Ping was busy adding tea and water to Lin Che's cup, and at the same time he also wanted to know:
"Yes! Sir..." "Didn't I achieve great success in the Northern Expeditions before Ming Dynasty?"
"From driving Bei Yuan out of Peiping, and then annihilating Bei Yuan's cavalry on the grassland, capturing tens of thousands of soldiers and horses, intercepting countless livestock, and piling up mountains of all kinds of materials, why didn't we gain anything this time with more troops?"
"Beiyuan's military strength is getting weaker and its strength has been damaged. However, our Ming Dynasty has 20 elite troops, and the No. 1 general in the world is holding the battle. There is no way we will gain nothing..."
When Zhu Ping said this, he scratched his head incomprehensibly:
"Sir, no matter from which point of view, my Ming Dynasty should have a complete victory this time, because this time my Ming Dynasty's advantage is too obvious, I really don't know where I will lose miserably!"
"Student is stupid, please teach me sir!"
Hearing this, Lin Che picked up a cup full of tea, blew it gently, and then said:
"What you are talking about are all the advantages of Ming Dynasty!"
"But, how well do you know Bei Yuan?"
"How much do you know about Beiyuan coach Nair Buhua?"
"And how much do you know about Mongolia's vast grasslands and endless deserts?"
Lin Che asked the Zhu brothers three questions in a row. Zhu Biao was deep in thought, but Zhu Ping stood up:
"Sir, I know something."
"Nair doesn't spend this guy... We know a little bit about him. He was the vanguard officer under Wang Baobao, the No. 1 general of the Northern Yuan Dynasty. He had played against the late King Kaiping many times in the past. He rarely won under King Kaiping, although he was still considered a leader. Someone who is good at conquering and fighting can be used as a commander, but his strength is far from that of Wang Baobao."
"The last time I was beaten violently by General Xu, the general wanted to surrender, but he didn't succeed!"
"It's someone with very hard bones, but not good enough to be beaten by a general!"
The words fall.
Lin Che saw Zhu Xi looking at her hesitantly, worried that she would criticize her, so she couldn't help but smile and said: "Well said!"
"It seems you know something about Bei Yuan!"
"Although it's still very one-sided, it shows that you have put your heart into it!"
"As you just said, Naerbuhua can be regarded as a warrior. Although he is not as good as the famous general Wang Baobao, this guy has very hard bones."
Lin Che took a sip of tea and continued: "Secondly, Nerbuhua is a Mongolian Tatar who is very familiar with the grassland, and his subordinates are all Mongolian elite cavalry. Their fighting style is erratic. When encountering the main force of the Ming army, they often avoid fighting, or they retreat across the board after a brief contact. .”
"On the grassland, they are familiar with the terrain and their fighting methods. Even if they cannot defeat the Ming Dynasty, they can often drag it down."
"Thirdly, the grassland is the home of the Mongolian cavalry. It can solve the problem of food and grass supplies anytime and anywhere. However, the Ming Dynasty could not do this. It could only extend the supply line, even to more than a thousand miles, which could easily become the target of Nair Buhua's attack."
"In order to protect the baggage, the Ming Dynasty often spent a lot of troops to protect it along the way. This is the most terrifying thing!"
After a pause, Lin Che's eyes deepened:
"On the grassland, Nair Buhua is the home team, and I, Daming, are the away team."
"When the two armies clash, Nail can be defeated nine times out of ten, but the Ming army cannot be defeated even once!"
"If you lose, it could be a complete defeat!"
"What's more, let alone losing the battle, even if there is no gain, it is considered a defeat for Ming... In this way, the mentality of the two is completely different."
"If Naer Buhua loses, he can retreat to the hinterland of the grassland, or even to the barren land of Mobei."
"When the Ming army retreats, Naerbuhua can regroup and make a comeback."
"But these are unimaginable for the Ming army. Supplies are not available, and it is unknown whether they can cross the desert, let alone annihilate Nair!"
"Nail Buhua doesn't need to do anything else. As long as you avoid the battle, you can drag the Ming army to death!"
(End of this chapter)