Chapter 94： How Science Fights 11 ┃ Zhuang Xu: Im going to get real. (1/2)
Zhuang Li said what all Wei generals wanted. The state of Jin has neither nurtured them, nor sheltered them, nor gave them any benefit. Why should the 450,000 troops of the state of Jin hid in the rear to watch the fun, but they asked 150,000 people to fight the Mongolian iron cavalry?
This is using them as cannon fodder!
"It seems that there is no need to fight this battle, let's go." Le Zhengming slapped the table.
All the generals also retreated.
Only then did the monarch of Jin accept the softness, and promised to let his army of 450,000 rush ahead, and hand over the supreme commander to Le Zhengming.
The monarchs of several nearby countries all know that when it comes to fighting, Le Zhengming is really powerful, one person can go straight into the army of a million chaos, back and forth to kill thoroughly. His prestige can even stop children from crying at night outside the gate. With him around, the Mongols would at least be a little afraid.
After the Jin monarch left, Zhuang Li asked his lover to gather all his confidants into the tent and hold a pre-war seminar.
"The Mongols can destroy a country with only a hundred thousand iron cavalry, and their combat power is evident. The army of Jin is composed of remnants of various divisions. Morale is low and people are scattered. I am afraid that it will not be beaten." The famous general shook his head and sighed.
The rest of the generals also agreed with this view and could not help but worry.
"We will win this battle." Zhuang Li gave a completely opposite answer.
The noisy camp was so quiet that you could hear needles falling, and everyone's scorching eyes turned to the military division.
Le Zhengming immediately poured a cup of hot tea for the little curly hair, and troubled him to take a tactical lesson.
Zhuang Li lightly drank the tea and moistened his throat before continuing: "I said that this battle will be won, not words of encouragement, but conclusions based on scientific deduction and calculation. Just as geometry can effectively divide the dimension of war. , Mathematical formulas can also accurately predict the outcome of a war. For example, how long a battle will last before it ends, who wins and who loses, how many soldiers are killed or injured, and so on.”
The generals only understood the last few sentences, and their hearts were suddenly hot.
Calculate the outcome of the war? Doesn't that amount to prophecy? The strategist is truly a genius!
There were all kinds of doubts in his heart, but no one was in a hurry to ask questions. At the back, the military division will naturally help them explain clearly in simple words.
Zhuang Li really explained further: "How to use mathematical formulas to predict a war? First of all, we must understand a concept called destruction rate. The ratio of the number of enemies killed in a certain period of time to the initial number of enemies is called the destruction rate. .
"To give an example: If the Mongolian army has 100 people, and we can kill 10 of the 100 people in one hour, then 10:100 is 10%, which is our destruction rate in one time series."
"We only killed ten Mongolians in an hour? Can't we?" Huai's second brother frowned.
Zhuang Li: "…"
Le Zhengming reprimanded angrily: "Didn't you hear the strategist say an example? This is just an assumption for your convenience."
"I understand, I understand." Second Huai lowered his head in shame, his black face turning red.
The rest of the generals covered their mouths and snickered. In fact, they also wanted to ask this silly question just now, but they were a little slower. Fortunately, the fool Huai's second child rushed in front, which set off their wise and wise.
Zhuang Li continued: "Destruction rate is the most basic variable to describe the war equation. Through it, I can simply reveal to you another secret of victory in every battle."
Hearing the words "victory in a hundred battles", everyone looked over in unison, their eyes glowing green.
Zhuang Li recounted while filling out the form: "Mongols are very strong in combat, do you agree with this?"
"Agree." Everyone nodded reluctantly.
"I set the Mongols' destruction rate to be twice that of our army, do you agree?"
Everyone was silent for a moment, then nodded, "Agree."
Zhuang Li filled in the corresponding data and said, "So, the Mongols' destruction rate is 20%, our army's destruction rate is 10%, and our army's combat effectiveness is only half of theirs, and the gap is quite huge. Let's see. At a glance, if our initial strength is 100 people, in the first sequence, the Mongols killed 20 of us, and we killed 10 of the Mongols, and our forces became 90:80.
"Assuming that both of us have a constant kill rate and the fight continues until the last man in one of the armies dies, then in the second chronology our forces are 81:64.
"In the third timing, the ratio is 73:51.
"In the fourth timing, the ratio is 66:41..."
Zhuang Li has been counting nineteen timings, and the strength of the two sides has become 14:0.
Then, he took out another piece of paper, drew a table, and said, "Now, let's calculate another war mode. Assuming that the Mongols' destruction rate is still 20%, our army's destruction rate is still 10%. , but this time, the initial strength of the Mongols is 100, and the initial strength of our army is 300, so in the first sequence after the war, the ratio of the strength of the Mongols to our army is 70:280.
"In the second time series, the ratio is 42:266.
"In the third time series, the ratio is 16:263.
"In the fourth time series, the ratio is 0:263."
Zhuang Li flattened the two tables on the table and said slowly: "Now I want to tell you the second variable, that is the battle loss rate, that is, the ratio of an army's lost troops to the initial troops after the battle. In one war model, the Mongols completely wiped out our army, and the battle loss rate was 86%; in the second model, our army wiped out the Mongols completely, and the battle loss rate was 12%. Now you compare the two models, see Has there been any mystery?"
The generals immediately gathered around, pointed at the two tables, and talked a lot. They always felt that they had caught something, but they couldn't tell exactly what it was.
Le Zhengming understood after just a little thought, and was about to say the answer, but saw Xiao Curly Hair wink at himself.
He understood, so he remained silent.
The generals put their heads together and stared at the two tables, but they didn't dare to speak at all, lest they say the wrong thing and cause everyone to laugh at them.
Zhuang Li had no choice but to remind: "Don't stare at the numbers, just compare the destruction rate, battle damage rate, initial force, and the time it took to win the war between the two tables. Tell me what is the difference between the two, and you can do whatever you want. I understand."
Everyone was silent for a moment, then excited one by one.
"I understand the military division! The Mongols are twice as powerful as us, but with an equal number of participants, it will take them a long time to kill us! Look, in the first table, they spend nineteen Only the timings killed us to zero; in the second table, we had three hundred people, and it took only four timings to kill them all!" A general raised his hand and shouted.
"Yes, yes," someone immediately echoed, "The more people participating in the battle, the shorter the time to victory!"
Another person hurriedly added: "The casualties will be smaller! The same 100 people participated in the battle, and the Mongols killed us and killed 86 people; in the latter model, we have three times more than them, and only 36 people died after killing them!"
"I understand, even if the Mongols are much stronger than us in combat, in fact, we can easily defeat them when we are three times larger than them. Is that what you mean, strategist?" shouting with palms.
Zhuang Li smiled lightly and was about to speak.
A general standing on the periphery suddenly roared excitedly: "Master, I realized a truth, it is probably the secret of victory in a hundred battles that you want to teach us, do you want to listen to it?"
"You said." Zhuang Li looked over expectantly.
Everyone also turned their heads with burning eyes.
The man cleared his throat and said quickly: "Combining these two tables, I found that there is no battle in the world where the less wins the more, and the weak wins the strong!"
As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the tent.
Someone immediately retorted: "You fart, the strategist led us to defeat the Jie tribe! Isn't that how less wins more?"
Zhuang Li couldn't help laughing lowly, then raised his hand again, signaling everyone to be quiet.
Le Zhengming looked around at this group of idiots who suddenly loved learning and thinking, and felt quite comforted in his heart. Being taught by the little curly hair, they seem to have a 120,000 enthusiasm for fighting.
The previous general took courage and continued to say: "No, think about it carefully. The strategist taught us the Yanyue Formation, and let us control the number of effective combatants of the Jie tribe to around 3,000. In fact, during the Battle of Guandu , the ratio of our troops to the Jie tribe is 40,000 to 3,000. Our number is more than ten times more than theirs!"
Everyone will appreciate it for a while, and suddenly realize something: Yes, this is the truth!
Seeing everyone nodding, the general's voice became higher: "Then I thought of Mr. Kong Ming's most famous Gaopo battle. In that battle, Mr. Kong Ming annihilated 300,000 enemies with 130,000 horses. army.
He used the Bagua Array at that time, which could effectively divide the enemy army into 64 parts. If you do the math, 64 out of the 300,000 is more than 4,600 people, and Mr. Kong Ming's troops are more than 20 times stronger than the enemy's. That's why he wins! Now, have you tasted something? "
"The product comes out, the product comes out, all wars are actually won by the side with more people, and the concept of more people is not what we see with our eyes at all, it is divided, calculated, and even more deliberately arranged. of!"
The second Huai touched the back of his head, and said happily, "I can even say such profound words! General, did you hear me?"
The ice on Le Zhengming's face melted in the words of you and me, and he could only smile and nod.
Zhuang Li also clapped his hands and said with a chuckle, "Everyone is right, this is the most basic secret of winning in a hundred battles - concentrating superior forces. As long as one's own forces are three times, four times, five times more powerful than the enemy's, or even It is ten times as big. As long as there is no huge generation difference in weapons, this battle will be won. At that time, no matter how high the enemy's combat power is or how far the range is, it will be difficult for them to win, and all advantages will be filled by our human sea tactics. flat."
This war theory was used to the extreme by a great man in China. One of his most famous arguments is "to concentrate all superior forces to annihilate the enemy".
The so-called "concentrating all superior forces" refers to dispatching the most troops to participate in the war in a short period of time. If there are not enough troops, he would rather avoid it. So the enemy's planes, tanks, guns, guns, and guns were beaten down by his millet and guns.
After hearing the counselor's encouragement, everyone became more and more interested in strategy and tactics. They took out the Mongolian's past battle reports to study it, and discovered new things, so they all shouted.
"Master, Master! I know how to beat the Mongols!"
"I know too!"
"I, I, I, I know." A general standing on the outermost edge jumped up and raised his hand, lest the military division be invisible.
Zhuang Li chuckled and said, "Then you can help me analyze how we can defeat the Mongols."
Huai's second son was the first to speak, for fear that others would steal his limelight: "The Mongols don't seem to know how to set up formations, but in fact, they also know how to divide the enemy's war dimension, so they can always win more with less."
"That's right! That's what I wanted to say!"
"Second Huai, you are the roundworm in my stomach!"
"I think so!"
Many generals shouted with dangling voices, trying to steal the limelight of Huai's second child. Isn't it just analyzing the strategy and tactics? They will too!
But God knows, before the little curly hairs came, this group of big olds looked at Le Zhengming with dumbfounded eyes every time they went to war, as if we were right as you said.
They can have such a big change today, all depends on the adjustment of the little curly hair.
With time, Le Zhengming can almost imagine how far they will grow. When they are released one by one, they can all become strong generals guarding one side.
Huai's second child, who was the dumbest, said confidently at the moment, "Master, the Mongols actually learned this style of play from wild wolves.
"They like to use harassment tactics, that is, use iron cavalry to besiege enemy infantry from time to time. If the infantry retreats, they will chase and fight; if the infantry advances, they will immediately ride their horses and run away to avoid casualties.
"Over time, the enemy's battle formation was dispersed under their constant harassment, and the enemy's soldiers became exhausted, making it difficult to organize an effective attack. They first divided the enemy's war dimension, exhausted the enemy, and then killed the enemy. Come back and reap the victory"
The generals nodded again and again and echoed: "Yes, that's it! The Mongols like to engage in exhaustion tactics!"