Nine Hundred and Eighty: War in Northern Xinjiang (17)

It's no wonder that Sun Wen didn't know, who made Qi Kuang only focus on training sailors all these years, trembling, unknown, and low sense of existence.

"Well, that person is not bad."

Jiang Nongqin spoke plainly.

Whether it's her or Huijun, they both like to judge Jiang Pengji's interests as the criterion.

Qi Kuang is not good-looking, obstructive, and has disabled legs and feet, but he can't help him to be obedient and obedient. For many years, he just worked hard and didn't cause any trouble to the lord. It's not like a prodigal like Fengzhen, who wants to spoil their lord all day long-tsk-hate it!

Jiang Nongqin doesn't like Fengzhen, but the protagonist likes Fenglangzi, so she can only love the house and the black.

It didn't give Feng Zhen a good face, but it wouldn't embarrass Feng Zhen either.

Sun Wen kept his thoughts and continued to watch the situation of Xishui.

He murmured secretly, "Feng Zishi's schemes are evil, but he also likes to play tricks on people—"

Comparing Sun Wen and Feng Zhen, he felt that he was like a white lotus flower that emerged from the mud and was not stained, white and translucent.

He likes to be intertwined, leading the enemy into a dead end step by step.

What about Toyoma?

Before killing the enemy, he had to play around a bit, and when the enemy was about to collapse, he slowly stabbed the fatal knife.

Wu Liba was still recuperating in the tent, when he heard the thunderous drumming outside, he supported his injured body and climbed up.

"Help the old man out and have a look—"

Wu Liba was reprimanded many times, but his prestige was still there, and the soldiers did not dare to defy him.

He quietly approached the front line, and after watching for a while, Wu Liba thought of an extremely terrifying possibility.

"Quick—send someone to report to the king, don't waste bows and arrows, pay attention to the defense of the left and right wings and the rear!"

After saying this, the wound opened, Wu Liba's face turned pale, and the lights flickered in front of his eyes.

If it wasn't for someone supporting him, he might have passed out on the ground.

Wu Liba struggled to break free from the support of the soldiers, and said with a stubborn face, "It doesn't matter, old man, hurry up and send someone to report to the king! If it's too late, maybe it's too late—there are too many treacherous people under Liu Xi's account, and they are going to play such a trick." It can’t be just to humiliate people—it’s very possible—it’s very likely that it’s a secret division of troops, sneaking ashore from the upper and lower reaches of the Sui River, and making a detour to sneak attack!”

Although this method can be used to deceive their arrows and damage their morale, if they do not attack for a long time, the enemy's momentum will also be depressed.

Playing such a play, just for fun?

Not really!

In Wu Liba's view, the other party's purpose was to attract the attention of the Northern Xinjiang camp through this method, so that they would have no time to attend to others.

This is like Wu Liba cheating Jiang Pengji with the empty boat scarecrow last night.

The difference was that Jiang Pengji wasn't fooled at all, but Beijiang Daying was led by the nose and devoted herself wholeheartedly.

Wu Liba rubbed his temples with a headache, hoping there was still time.

His words were transmitted to Dai Wang's ears intact.

Dai Wang was startled and broke out in a cold sweat.

What Wu Liba said was very reasonable, they almost fell into the trap!

Harun noticed that he was sluggish, and quickly called out loudly, "On behalf of the king!"

"Quick—quickly send people to defend the two wings and the rear, and we must not let the Liu family's thieves take advantage of the loopholes!"

The acting king hurriedly ordered, and Haruncha was about to obey the order, when a certain courtier faltered and faltered.

"If it's true what General Wu Liba said, there won't be many sneak attacks, right?"

Dai Wang raised his sword eyebrows and said in a rough voice, "Why do you say that?"

The courtier said, "There are about 30,000 enemy troops on the other side, but Liu Xi's Pioneer Battalion is only in the early 30,000s. How can there be extra troops to split up and attack?"

One word awakens the dreamer!

Dai Wang's expression froze for a moment, what's the matter?

He glanced at Harencha, who also had a dazed expression.

Liu Xi's 30,000 pioneer battalion soldiers were all under their noses, so how could there be any extra troops to sneak attack?

the answer is--

Of course there is!

Dai Wang felt that he had been teased by Wu Liba, and when he thought of his bluffing reaction just now, he was extremely ashamed.

"Send someone to talk to the old man, let him recover from his injuries, and stop scaremongering here!"

The soldiers had no choice but to learn what Dai Wang said to Wu Liba.

Wu Liba's injuries were not serious, but he was exhausted and exhausted.

Hearing Dai Wang directly calling himself an "old man" and calling him alarmist, Wu Liba seemed to have been drained of energy, his shoulders slumped slightly.

Wu Liba sat paralyzed on the sickbed, his whole body seemed to be several years old, and he murmured, "The fool mistook me for Northern Xinjiang—"

As a wise man in northern Xinjiang, his lifelong wish is to let the iron cavalry of northern Xinjiang step on the hinterland of the Han family, and heal the shame of his ancestors, the Qiang and Wu clan.

Seeing that the hegemony is about to be achieved, a horse plague will bring the smug northern Xinjiang back to its original shape.

Since then, all kinds of moths have flown out.

The king's sons and brothers fought against each other, killing each other and framing each other, causing division and turmoil in northern Xinjiang.

After that, the Ninth Prince who ascended the throne was extremely dull, greedy for life and afraid of death. Is this going to drag Beijiang to hell with him?

Under the emotional distress, Wu Liba didn't think of the key to the strategy for a while.

But at this time, Jiang Pengji made a "little moth" here.

Feng Zhen proposed to send someone to discuss with the enemy on the other side——

Jiang Pengji glanced at Feng Zhen, "War is no joke, take it easy."

Although it was a warning, but hearing her pampering tone, it was clear that she was not angry, but agreed instead.

Feng Zhen said with a smile, "It's really time, it won't delay the military plane."

At the same time, the acting king of Beijiang suspected that he was deaf. What did the guy on the other side say?

"Is Liu Xi in a hurry to seek death?"

It's been almost two hours since I fooled them. Seeing that the noon meal has passed, the soldiers are hungry.

Dai Wang was about to withdraw his army with gold and stop playing with Jiang Pengji, but the other side sent someone to make a ridiculous suggestion.

The general idea is: We are not alone in confronting each other across the river and provoking each other. Everyone has not eaten lunch. How about this, you command your army to stand back, so that our army can land on the shore and set up a battle, how about we fight it out?

After hearing this, Dai Wang was completely moved.

This is a good thing!

"We will do what we can and promise them. When the willow thief army is halfway on the shore, we will order the cavalry to charge and kill. They will definitely lose!"

As for integrity?

War, who told you about integrity and conscience?

A little fairy with a conscience won't live long on the battlefield.

Harencha faintly felt that something was wrong, but no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Not long ago, he told King Dai that if the two armies confronted each other, he would be able to completely defeat Liu Xi's 30,000 Pioneer Battalion by relying on numbers.

Wouldn't it be self-defeating to stop them from landing now?

Thinking of this, Harencha remained silent.

Wu Liba, who was recuperating in the rear, heard this and completely fainted from anger.