Nine Hundred and Seventieth IX: War in Northern Xinjiang (16)

"At this time...is Liu Xi crazy?"

Realizing the source of the war drum, Dai Wang suddenly got up from the throne, with a ferocious and fierce expression, like an angry trapped animal.

"Dai Wang, this is a good opportunity!"

Harencha was also taken aback, he didn't expect Jiang Pengji to be so bold, instead of recharging her energy after a big victory, she took the initiative to attack.

However, he was calmer than Dai Wang, and soon thought of the key point.

If Jiang Pengji could be repelled head-on and inflicted heavy damage on the opponent, the morale that had fallen would definitely be restored.

Thinking of Harencha's words just now, Dai Wang clenched his back molars and his cheeks tightened.

"Gu has 500,000 soldiers, and she will fight Gu if she wants to, so that this willow thief will never return!"

Seeing Dai Wang's ferocious and bloodthirsty smile, Haruncha secretly sighed in his heart——

Good luck!

Harencha felt a little regretful at the moment, why should he compete with Uliba?

He was able to successfully overwhelm Wu Liba's limelight, mostly due to Sun Wen's careful planning.

Now without Sun Wen to plan for him, Harencha can only rely on himself to stabilize his current status as a power minister, which can be said to be difficult.

The flags fluttered, the drums sounded like thunder, and the horns that resounded through the sky floated to the opposite bank along the breeze.

Dai Wang rode in a luxurious chariot and personally held the battle for the soldiers of northern Xinjiang.

Not long ago, Wu Liba was reprimanded and locked up in the small black room, and temporarily took over the military power. The person who replaced him was Wu Liba's lieutenant general.

On the east bank of the Weishui River, Jiang Pengji's army was dignified and orderly.

The soldiers are high-spirited, with golden eyes, and each of them looks like a high-spirited spear, full of vigor.

Who would have imagined that this high-spirited army has fought fiercely all night?

Regardless of combat power, just by looking at this spirited and uniform formation, one can know that this army is a rare elite army in the world.

The drums of war rumbled, shaking the surface of the Weishui River incessantly, and the air was lingering with a condensed and lingering chill.

Sitting on the cart, Dai Wang stared at the dense figures on the other side of the river, his hands involuntarily clenched the handrails.

I laughed at the idiom of the Han family earlier, the word "vegetation and vegetation are soldiers" is too ridiculous, how can people and vegetation be confused?

Now that he experienced it himself, he couldn't tell whether the figure on the other side of the river was a person or a plant!

A mere 30,000 Pioneer Battalion, why is it so powerful?

On the east bank of the Xishui River.

Jiang Pengji was wearing clean armor, her face was clean, her eyes were clear, but the smell of blood lingering around her body did not dissipate.

She said to the soldiers beating the drums, "Go down and give it to me."

The soldiers did not dare to disobey, and respectfully handed over a pair of drumsticks.

Jiang Pengji took the pair of drumsticks and stood in the position of the drummer.

She shook the weight of the drumsticks, listening to the sound of other war drums, raised her arms, and stepped on the rhythm of the war drums.

Boom——

A high-pitched, thunderous drum sounded, which was in line with the other drums but louder.

Boom——

The drum beats changed from low and slow to high and fast, like a shower, which made the adrenal glands soar.

Jiang Pengji personally went into battle to beat the drums for the soldiers, and the already high morale suddenly increased a lot.

Listening to the sound of the rumbling drums, the audience in the live broadcast room was overwhelmed, and their whole body trembled, as if an electric current had entered their bodies, causing them to feel numb.

Not to mention the soldiers at the scene, each of them was so excited that they seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood.

"Crossing the river—"

More than a thousand soldiers boarded rafts and wooden boats and crossed to the opposite bank.

Not only the northern Xinjiang soldiers on the other side were dumbfounded, but also the audience in the live broadcast room.

[Maiya of Potus]: Don't make trouble, anchor, you will suffer a lot if you forcefully cross the river like this! Once within the enemy's range, the target moves like a living. Even if the morale is high, you can't just use your head to cross the river in a flash of enthusiasm.

On the other side, soldiers from northern Xinjiang had already lined up on the bank of the river, drawing their bowstrings steadily, and would shoot arrows randomly as long as these soldiers crossed the river.

[Smuggling into Africa]: Don't worry, even if the anchor is a white lotus, her subordinates Sun Wen and Feng Zhen are also bean paste buns, they are black-hearted.

[Old Driver Lianmeng]: Haha, this scene suddenly reminds me of Zhuge Dada's seven captures of Meng Huo crossing Lushui...

As soon as the barrage was sent out, the soldiers who crossed the bank first had already passed the center of the Weishui River.

The Northern Xinjiang army on the west bank of the Xishui River couldn't wait to shoot a wave of random arrows. Not surprisingly, all of these arrows fell into the water.

More than a thousand soldiers continued to cross the river without changing their faces, getting closer and closer to the range of fire——

It's getting closer——

In the second wave of random shooting in northern Xinjiang, the enemy troops who should have entered the range suddenly turned their heads and rowed, leaving them with a ruthless back.

wipe!

Jiang Pengji had a smile on her face, and the war drum in her hand was beating louder and louder.

Fengzhen arranged for the second batch of soldiers to board rafts and wooden boats, his eyes glistened with wickedness.

Most of the boats crossing the river were seized from Beijiang, and a small number were made by cutting down timber by themselves.

"Which one did Liu Xi play?"

Dai Wang was watching the play with great interest, expecting all the arrows to shoot the enemy crossing the river into a hornet's nest.

How did you know that someone would make a molestation, pat your ass and leave.

Dai Wang was so angry that his eyes were straight.

The first group and the second group of soldiers met on the river. There were about 3,000 people in the two groups. They rowed slowly towards the west bank. When they were about to enter the shooting range, there was another wave of arrows on the other side. The soldiers continued to slap their buttocks and turned their heads to retreat— —

Paralyzed, molesting once is not enough and molesting a second time?

King Dai was furious, slapped the handrail of the cart, and cursed.

How to describe this feeling?

It's like a man and a woman go to a hotel to open a room, ready to applaud for love, and finally feel it, but one of them wants to lift his pants and leave!

One time is enough, but the second time, the third time, the fourth time——

Beijiang is the poor little molested, and his already low morale is getting more and more depressed.

Dai Wang was so angry that he simply ordered the soldiers to board the ship.

The mountain is not just me, I will be the mountain, let's see if I don't kill these turtle grandsons!

However, this order was blocked by Harenza before it was issued.

"You can't replace the king—"

"What's wrong?" Dai Wang was so angry that he almost exploded on the spot.

Harun observed, "Look carefully, they can form a dense formation on the water without chaos, they are clearly well-trained sailors! Once they go into the water, our army will only be at a more severe disadvantage. Please speak on behalf of me." Wang Sansi, don't act rashly!"

Although soldiers in northern Xinjiang can swim, they are cavalry galloping on land, not sailors, and they are laymen in water battles.

After Dai Wang heard this, his face turned green.

Sun Wen was quite surprised when he saw the performance of the soldiers.

Although the surface of the Weishui River is not spacious, and it is far from the general river and sea, but these soldiers can do so much on the water surface, which is already comparable to the general navy. I don't know who is the commander of the navy who trained them, who has the ability to turn decay into magic?

Sun Wen asked casually, and Jiang Nongqin said, "Qi Kuang."

"Qi Kuang?"

Sun Wen thought about it, but he really didn't know who the other party was.