My father-in-law is so tired, I'm not so tired when I'm so big.

How warm the weather can be in February, but my father-in-law will sweat on his forehead, palms, and back.

The rapid march of more than 100 miles can make his old man tired!

Looking up, I found that the terrain here is all hills, and below is the official road leading to Nanjing, which is very suitable for ambush, so I can't help but make up my mind, and I said to Hyojiro, who has been carrying his old man to climb the mountains and mountains, and does not shout bitterness or tiredness: "Let us go down." ”

"Hello!"

Hyojiro's two lap legs are very powerful, don't look at him not tall, but the strength on his body is really not small. I carried my father-in-law on my back all the way, and I was stunned that I hadn't floated under my feet.

The father-in-law landed on his feet, couldn't help but feel comfortable, moved his little arms and legs, and found that Hyojiro's waist was pinned with the dagger he gave him, and he couldn't help but feel relieved, and stepped forward to pat Hyojiro: "You drop, it's very good, conscience, it's big!" ”

Hyojiro immediately folded his legs together and bowed deeply to his father-in-law ninety degrees.

The father-in-law nodded with satisfaction and ordered the whole army to rest here.

Not long after, Cao Wenyao, Xiao Tian, Oshima, Zhao Ming, Tian Gang and others rushed over.

"Why did my father-in-law order to stop here, this place is less than sixty miles away from the southern capital." Zhao Ming couldn't help but look puzzled when he saw Gonggong Wei sitting on the stone and taking off his shoes, as if he was not leaving.

Father-in-law Wei poured out a small pebble in his shoe, looked back at Zhao Ming and smiled: "Who said we were going to Nandu?" ”

"Huh?"

Zhao Ming was stunned.

Gonggong Wei smiled and looked at Cao Wenyao.

Cao Wenyao estimated, stepped forward and said: "This road is a shortcut to Nanjing, although it is not easy to walk, but it is a few hours faster than taking the official road. ”

Zhao Ming understood, it turned out that his father-in-law was not going to Nanjing, but to lure those people to turn back.

Isn't this what storytellers often say? No, no, it should be Wei Wei to save Zhao, it's not right, we didn't surround anything...

Zhao Ming racked his brains, and he couldn't find any of the thirty-six tactics that could match today's situation.

Tian Gang, as a Jinyi guard, should not participate in the struggle between Gonggong Wei and the ministers of Nandu, and his ability to help deliver secret music to the capital is already worthy of Gonggong Wei, which has played a great role.

Wei Gonggong also meant that Jinyiwei would go to Liyang County first, and there was no need to participate in this "weapon fight", but Tian Gang still insisted on coming.

In this regard, Father-in-law Wei was very moved.

"In case General Cao's judgment is wrong, what if the gang still takes the official road back to Nanjing?" Tian Gang raised his concerns.

"They go back to Nanjing, and we go back to the iron field."

My father-in-law laughed, this question is not a problem at all.

Tian Gang touched his chin: "What if they come again?" ”

"Let's go to Nanjing."

The father-in-law didn't care.

“……”

Tian Gang was speechless.

Gonggong Wei's appearance was not a joke, Li Chengzuo really dared to lead troops from Nanjing again, so he did the same thing.

As for whether Li Chengzuo believes it or not, that's his business.

If Li Chengzuo didn't believe it, his father-in-law Wei would swagger into Nanjing, and the defenders in the city would dare not let him, the Jiangnan town guard, enter the city, and would Wei Guogong's gang of sons and relatives dare to openly besiege and kill the Jiangnan town guards in Nanjing City.

Even if they have the guts, I'm afraid they won't be able to beat Gonggong Wei at that time.

Gonggong Wei didn't believe that without the consent of the inner garrison, his gang of nobles in the southern capital would be able to gather a few more soldiers and horses!

When the time comes, it's hard to say who is afraid of whom and who is bullying whom.

I can't say, his old man can really be a guest at the Renguo Mansion and the Hou Ye's Mansion at that time.

If Li Chengzuo believes it, then repeat it on the spot.

The father-in-law put on his shoes, got up and ordered the battalions to make preparations quickly, and ambushed them here.

Nandu Xunchen put together such a large lineup to ask for his Wei father-in-law's life, but his Wei father-in-law can't be softer anymore.

If you don't kill other people's heads, do the people in Nandu really think that he Wei Gonggong doesn't lift it!

The generals immediately went to prepare, and Hyojiro also took the officers and soldiers of his department to touch it from the ridge, and one of them took a shovel in his hand, but he went to lay a mine.

This is also the daily style of my father-in-law, no matter where I go, be prepared.

He couldn't bring the big things used by the sailor, but the mine was a soldier who sent two with him, and now it came in handy.

These mines were all bought by Gonggong Wei from the Gunpowder Bureau, and they were all made of stone and iron. The porcelain ones are not carried because they are fragile. Although stone and iron mines are not as good as porcelain, they are better than carrying.

Strictly speaking, these mines produced in the Ming Dynasty have many shortcomings compared with the mines of later generations, especially this kind of mines are not triggered, and they rely on the fire rope to ignite the internal medicine and then produce an explosion, so it is better to call it a mine than to call it "pull mine".

And the power of this mine is very small, and they have tested it and come to the conclusion that this kind of mine is not effective in killing and injuring enemy soldiers, and can only cause confusion in the moment of explosion.

What my father-in-law wants now is chaos.

He ordered Hyojiro to set up five minefields on the three-mile-long road, and planted 100 mines in each place, and lengthened the fire rope and covered it with dry grass, until it was dragged a few feet away. A pit was dug at each lightning ignition site, and two soldiers were lurking in the pit to ensure that the ignition was successful.

Looking at the soldiers of the imperial army who were laying mines, my father-in-law flashed through the "Mine Warfare" he had read in his previous life, and when he saw the officers and soldiers of the Ming Emperor who were concentrating on laying mines, his father-in-law couldn't help but feel a little confused.

At present, there is still some time before the Marquis of Fengcheng leads his troops to arrive, and in view of the imminent arrival of the war, his father-in-law will fight against time and talk about the art of war.

"If the enemy has more troops and stronger strength than us, then we must avoid the enemy's front and must not make unnecessary sacrifices. We've summed it up and got a sixteen-character policy, you have to listen carefully... The enemy advances and we retreat, the enemy is stationed and disturbs us, the enemy is tired and I fight, and the enemy retreats and I chase..."

The father-in-law cleared his throat, without the slightest guilt on his face, and continued: "These sixteen words are for you to understand the importance of firmly grasping the initiative on the battlefield, and you can only always let the enemy be moved by me, not by me, otherwise, this battle will be very passive." For example, in today's battle, if our family leads you in the iron field, how to fight and when to fight is all up to them... But our family brought you out, how and when this battle will be fought, we have the final say..."

The father-in-law was talking in the middle of the day, but he found that the generals were patronizing and listening, and no one took the notebook to remember, so he couldn't help but be unhappy, and he missed Li Yanzhao and Huang Zun.

How can the spirit of the leader's speech not be put on paper?

At this time, the wind suddenly rose, Xiao Tian hurriedly handed over the cloak, and his father-in-law was also a little chilly, so he took it and tied it to his body. After tying it, when he was about to speak again, a piece of paper blew by the wind and fell impartially at his old man's feet.

I don't know where it came from, my father-in-law was curious, so he picked it up casually to see what was written on it.

As a result, this glance made his old man almost collapse.

Which bastard used our anthology as butt paper!

………

Behind the opposite slope, the seventh uncle and grandfather were tying their pants comfortably, and then walked to the hidden team and pretended to say a few words.

His old man had a stomach upset just now, and he didn't have straw paper on his body, and there happened to be some anthology sent by his nephew Sun Er in his arms, so he tore two of them casually.

Anyway, he can't read and write, so he has the right to use it as waste.