Nine Hundred and Seventy-Fourth: War in Northern Xinjiang (11)

Xishui is the top-ranked river in northern Xinjiang.

The width of the Suishui River near Daying in Northern Xinjiang is more than five miles, which is about 2,500 meters in conversion.

Jiang Pengji's army was stationed on the east bank of the Suishui River, while the Northern Xinjiang army was stationed on the west bank. The two armies faced each other across the river.

Wu Liba suggested that Dai Wang take advantage of Jiang Pengji's vanguard battalion just arrived and before joining the army, to forcibly cross the river and attack.

However, Harencha put forward the completely opposite suggestion, hoping to stick to it and not fight, and wait until the enemy's momentum weakens and the soldiers are weak before fighting.

The former made sense, and hit Dai Wang's itchy flesh, while the latter was more secure, and Dai Wang hesitated for a while.

"The insufficiency of the vertical and the conspiracy—"

Wu Liba left the handsome tent, his eyes turned black with anger, and he almost vomited blood.

Why are the sons born of the ambitious king of Northern Xinjiang so afraid of death?

Harenza came out on the back foot.

He sneered, "Congratulations in advance, General Wu Liba, I'm afraid Your Majesty will accept your suggestion..."

Wu Liba clenched his fists secretly, resisting the urge to punch Haruncha's face, the old boy's words were so sly.

"The willow thief is not an ordinary person. He has countless brains around him. He missed such an opportunity... After an hour, the Dai Wang agreed to switch from defense to offense. I'm afraid the willow thief has already prepared a countermeasure." The battlefield is changing rapidly, and this opportunity is missed. Maybe you will lose.

Jiang Pengji brought the Vanguard Battalion to the east bank of the Weishui River, with only a little over 30,000 troops, which could be eaten.

The 30,000 vanguard army went through a long-distance raid, and their physical strength was exhausted. It was the time when their combat effectiveness was weakest.

If he had adopted his suggestion early in the morning, he might have been able to sneak across the river under the cover of the early morning mist.

Now?

Wait another hour?

Even if the Dai Wang agreed to dispatch troops to cross the river, it would still take an hour, and it might be two hours if the efficiency is lower.

By that time, the mist on the river will clear up, cross the river and sneak attack?

This is giving people a moving human target!

Hehe, people can sit down for a picnic, have breakfast and take a nap, and by the way, form an army formation to meet the enemy and sneak attack a ball!

Wu Liba resisted the urge to vomit blood——

Paralysis, these pig teammates really can't move it!

Even if he is full of gods, he can't move it!

An hour is an hour, no more than a second and no less than a second.

Dai Wang's difficulty in choosing a king broke out, and he wasted an hour before he really made up his mind to adopt Wu Liba's suggestion and cross the river to sneak attack!

In this regard, Wu Liba could only respond with a smile - a smile on the surface, but a prank in his heart.

If Wu Liba's opponent is not Jiang Pengji but someone else, maybe there is still time.

It's a pity that Wu Liba's opponent is Jiang Pengji, and Jiang Pengji's counselors are all good people.

Looking around, there are all pig teammates.

Looking at the opponents, they are all god opponents.

"The good opportunity has been missed, let's wait until nighttime—" Wu Liba resisted swallowing the thick phlegm rolling in his throat, he couldn't restrain himself, otherwise he was afraid that he would grab Dai Wang's shoulder and spit the thick phlegm onto the other party's face , "The mist on the river has dissipated, and sneak attacks are useless."

On the east bank of the Weishui River, the Liu family camp.

Jiang Pengji and several counselors spread out a picnic on the bank of the Weishui River, and Feng Zhen was still enjoying a little wine.

"Zaidao predicts things like a god, they really didn't cross the river to sneak attack—"

At first, they saw traces of troop mobilization in the opponent's battalion, but later it returned to calm, which shows that they gave up crossing the river to sneak attack.

Tsk, it made him nervous for a while.

Sun Wen looked at the scene in front of him, restrained his eyebrows from twitching, and said expressionlessly, "If Wu Liba is the commander-in-chief, the acting king of Northern Xinjiang did not have a personal conquest or the imperial conquest chose to delegate power to Wu Liba. I am afraid that the northern Xinjiang army has already crossed the river. It's been over an hour."

If so, how could they stay by the water and have breakfast.

"The reality is that the acting king of Northern Xinjiang personally marched, and the coach is still Wu Liba's political opponent—no, my stomach hurts from laughing—"

Feng Zhen laughed, and almost choked the drink into his intake pipe, he couldn't help but smile——

Wu Liba, the wise man in northern Xinjiang, is so pitiful.

If Wu Liba could seize the opportunity to cross the river and make a sneak attack, even if the soldiers were prepared, they might be caught off guard.

The entire army will not be wiped out, but it is inevitable to suffer a small loss.

Don't think that it is nothing to suffer a small loss. If the main forces of the two armies suffer a small loss before they confront each other, the momentum of the army will drop a lot.

Sun Wen stayed in northern Xinjiang as a multi-faceted spy, and he had thoroughly studied the temperament of the main characters.

No matter how powerful Wu Liba is, if he meets a group of pig teammates who can only hold back and are arrogant, he is destined to be bloodied.

"Don't be arrogant in victory, and don't be discouraged in defeat. What's more, we haven't won yet, and it's not time for us to be arrogant." Jiang Pengji beat Fengzhen to prevent Feng's prodigal son from going to the sky. She said calmly, "I missed this opportunity today. Tonight There is one more, just be careful."

If there is no surprise attack at night, um-hmm-not to mention Fengzhen, she will have to take pity on Wu Liba.

Jiang Pengji smiled and narrowed her eyes, she said, "By the way, how is Zixiao and the others doing?"

Feng Zhen restrained the debauchery on his face, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

"My lord, please let me go, the timing is just right—"

"If wisdom is not available, then use strength to conquer." Jiang Pengji said, "Tonight, teach Beijiang how to fight a war!"

If wisdom is unacceptable, can we overcome it with strength? Teach northern Xinjiang how to fight?

In terms of arrogance, probably no one is more arrogant than this lord.

Sun Wen thought silently.

Jiang Pengji doesn't like ink marks when fighting wars, and the biggest characteristic is the fast pace.

If the quality of the soldiers she leads is average, too fast rhythm will easily cause the battle sequence to be out of line, and it will become a burden instead.

It's different now, her soldiers have been trained painstakingly for several years, every day is nothing but training, they can be regarded as the elite of the elite.

According to the words of the audience in the live broadcast room, even in the Chinese army, the average level is above average.

To Jiang Pengji, this is still a bunch of rookies, but in this era, they are a mighty army that shocked the world!

Keeping a low profile and keeping a low profile for several years, just wait for today's battle with the sword!

Jiang Pengji led 30,000 vanguards to the battlefield. According to conventional thinking, the rest of the main force should have to wait three or four days to arrive.

Most of the vanguard battalions are cavalry, fast and mobile.

Most of the main force is infantry and logistics, and the speed of traveling is naturally slow.

Little did they know——Jiang Pengji was not a person who acted according to the rules.

Ugly is a moment.

The surface of the Weishui Lake was dark, and the mist gradually lifted, covering both sides of the lake under the darkness of night.

This is the time when people are sleeping soundly and their vigilance is weakest.

Jiang Pengji sat in the main camp with her eyes downcast and closed, as if taking a nap, while the audience in the live broadcast room was bored and sent barrage, imagining the future.

[Long Star Falling to the Moon]: If the anchor becomes the empress who dominates the world in the end, will today's battle be written into the history books?

[Kakala]: Definitely! This is the Beijiang River, maybe it is the famous Battle of River?

[Little Thief Wushuang]: The battle of Xishui? No, this name is too perfunctory, right?

The audience chatted one after another, and the voice of Li Yun, the captain of the Pioneer Battalion, sounded outside the tent.

"My lord, the fog on the river has thickened—"