Chapter 1421 Mu Tianbo
Han Yu strode towards the village.
There were watchtowers around the village, and after seeing Han Yu, they immediately drew their longbows.
"Who are you? Stop!"
"Don't do it, we are one family."
Han Yu said quickly.
The people in the watchtower breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Han Yu's hair was disheveled and not the Qing Dynasty's rat-tail style.
In this era, 90% of people who can still grow long hair are loyal to the Ming Dynasty and can be trusted.
However, they did not let down their guard and sent people to verify Han Yu's identity.
A small group of farmhands came out of the village, holding spears and scimitars in their hands, and carefully surrounded Han Yu.
"Who are you? Where are you from ?"
The leading farmhand asked.
"May I ask who is the manager of Prince Mu's Palace above your manor? I am the special envoy of Emperor Yongli of the Ming Dynasty. I have important matters to discuss and need to see the owner of the manor immediately."
Han Yu raised his hands toward the sky.
When the farmhands heard the name Yongli, they all became serious.
"You come with us. Whether to see you or not is up to the owner of the manor to decide."
The leading farmhand took Han Yu into the village.
Several farmhands were staring at Han Yu from behind, with the spears in their hands only an inch away from Han Yu's back.
Han Yu didn't care and looked around the village.
There are quite a lot of people in the village, and most of them are young and strong, with relatively few old and young people. They are all wearing Ming Dynasty style clothes and look in good spirits. The village is made up of two-story wooden buildings, with pigs, chickens, ducks and other livestock raised downstairs and people living upstairs.
"They are all young and strong. If we pull them together, they will be a usable force."
Han Yu continued to assess the situation in the village.
Soon, Han Yu was brought to a wooden building.
On the terrace of the wooden building stood a sturdy man, he was in his forties and was obviously a soldier, with an unconcealable murderous aura around him.
Behind him stood a man and a woman. The man was in his twenties, with a handsome face and a long sword at his waist, looking very heroic.
The woman was no more than sixteen or seventeen years old. She had a short sword at her waist and her every move was very agile.
The three of them look very similar, and it seems that they should be father and son, or father and daughter.
"My Lord." The farmhand saluted immediately after seeing the burly man.
"Duke? Could it be..." Han Yu's heart moved, he lifted the long hair that was covering his face, raised his head and said, "Duke Qian, I hope you are well."
"Your Highness!"
When the sturdy man saw Han Yu's face, he hurried down from upstairs and knelt in front of Han Yu.
"Your Highness, I heard that you were taken back to Chuncheng by Wu Sangui, that female thief. I am gathering troops and horses to prepare for the rescue. You..."
Seeing the other person's appearance, Han Yu has confirmed that the other person is the contemporary Duke of Qian, the owner of the Mu Palace, Mu Tianbo.
"Duke Qian, didn't you die in the battle at Cursed Water Beach? How come..."
Han Yu asked.
"To be honest, I fainted from exhaustion on the battlefield. Fortunately, a few of my trusted followers dug me out from the dead and brought me back here. I gathered some remaining soldiers and refugees who were unwilling to surrender to the Qing Dynasty, cut down trees and built a camp here, accumulating strength to prepare for the rebellion against the Qing Dynasty."
"Your Highness, you are back. Then His Majesty..."
Mu Tianbo asked.
Han Yu heard this and shook his head pretending to be sad: "My father has been killed by that bastard Wu Sangui. I took advantage of their unpreparedness, killed the guards and escaped ."
"Your Majesty, it's all because of your incompetence."
Although he was mentally prepared, after learning the news of Yongli's death, Mu Tianbo still crawled on the ground, pounded the ground with his fists, and cried bitterly.
The farmhands around also knelt down.
"Please stand up, Duke of Qian. The female thief is powerful and the country is in trouble. It is not your fault. Please take care of yourself, keep yourself useful, and find an opportunity to get rid of that dog thief and avenge your majesty."
"I, Mu Tianbo, use blood as
I swear that I will not be a human being until I get rid of that bastard Wu Sangui in this lifetime. "
Mu Tianbo cut his middle finger and swore to the sky.
Han Yu was afraid that he might get tetanus.
Mu Tianbo is the only general he can rely on now, and he cannot afford to make any mistakes.
"Duke Qian, get up quickly. It's windy outside. Let's talk inside."
Han Yu quickly pulled Mu Tianbo up.
"I am negligent, Your Highness. Please come in."
Mu Tianbo let Han Yu into the small building.
"What is the Duke of Qian planning to do next?"
Han Yu asked.
"Of course, we will gather the remaining soldiers, gather the refugees, prepare for training, assassinate that female thief Wu Sangui, and avenge His Majesty."
Mu Tianbo said.
"Just relying on spears and scimitars?"
Han Yu asked.
"Your Highness?"
Mu Tianbo didn't understand what Han Yu meant.
"Your courage is commendable, but the enemy is now more powerful than us. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are a hundred or a thousand times more powerful than us. We cannot succeed by relying on bravery alone. In the battle of Cursed Water Beach, don't you understand, Duke Qian?"
Han Yu said.
When Mu Tianbo heard Han Yu mention the Cursed Water Beach, his momentum dropped.
The battle of Zhushuitan is something he still doesn't want to think about. A large number of his comrades died in that battle. Facts have proved that in the face of absolute numbers, bravery alone cannot change the overall situation.
"But, I really have no other choice."
"Since the Chongzhen era, our Ming Dynasty has been defeated repeatedly, which shows that the previous tactics are outdated. Now sticking to the old ways can only prolong our life and cannot change the overall situation. If we want to overthrow the Qing Dynasty and restore our rule, we must abolish the old system, reform and establish the new, and train a new army. Only in this way can we have hope."
"Your Highness, please teach me how to train soldiers."
Mu Tianbo said quickly.
"Put aside the question of whether you can teach me or not. I just have an idea. I want to tell you. Please help me consult with the Duke of Qian to see if it is feasible."
Han Yu sorted out his thoughts and said.
"Now, the gap between our army and the Qing Dynasty is the huge difference in numbers. This means that we have fewer people and cannot afford to die. Every death or injury of a soldier is a huge loss to us. Therefore, the training method of the new army is to reduce casualties as much as possible while causing as much damage to the enemy as possible."
"Are we going to follow the example of the elite Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty and wear double-layer armor?" Mu Tianbo asked.
People always say that the Eight Banners are unmatched in cavalry and archery, but that is actually exaggeration. The real strength of the Eight Banners lies in their heavy infantry wearing double armor, and they relied on the heavy infantry to fight for the world.
However, I later boasted so much that I even forgot how I got started.
" Double armor is only a bad idea." Han Yu shook his head. "No matter how thick the defense is, it is not as good as a high dodge. No matter how high the defense is, there will be a time when the armor is broken. So, what I mean is to make it impossible for the opponent to hit you as much as possible. Only by making it impossible for the opponent to hit you can we reduce casualties, or even eliminate them."
Although Han Yu's words contained some Internet jargon that Mu Tianbo couldn't understand, he understood the general meaning.
If you can really make your own troops suffer low casualties, or even zero casualties, while still inflicting a huge blow to the enemy, what does it matter even if the enemy has a thousand or ten thousand times more of your strength?
It can always be consumed bit by bit.
"Your Highness, please tell me what you think is a good idea. As long as it is feasible, I will help Your Highness realize it even if it means sacrificing my life."
