Nine Hundred and Eighty-Eight: War in Northern Xinjiang (25)

"No, it's the enemy—" Wuliba recognized it for a while, and said in a hoarse voice, "Prepare the bow and arrow—"

Wu Liba can be sure that the flood discharge of the Xishui is not a natural disaster at all but a man-made disaster.

Thinking of this, he felt chills all over his body, in just two or three hours, his temples had all turned gray, and he looked sluggish and haggard.

The third prince was terrified—an enemy? how is this possible?

The flood came so suddenly this time, with almost no warning, how could the other party prepare so many rafts and boats in advance?

"Liu Xi's army?" The third prince almost couldn't stand still, his legs were numb, he said, "How could they predict the prophet?"

If it hadn't been known in advance that a flood was coming, which nerve would have prepared the simple rafts needed by an army of nearly 100,000?

This is the northern border, not the south where the rivers and rivers intersect.

The eldest prince was also full of remorse. He himself wanted to bring a large army and food to fight for military power, but in the end he lost himself.

He has been patient and dormant for many years, thinking that he would be the last big winner, but who knows that the next few younger brothers are as fierce as taking medicine.

A fourth brother killed seven brothers in one go, only to jump out of the myth that a ninth brother ended his seven kills.

This is not considered exciting, but the exciting thing is that the ninth child actually "got the wind immediately", and finally took advantage of the original loser, the third child.

Hearing that the third child was ravaged by Jiang Pengji to the point of starvation, he pulled out all his belongings to prepare for the autumn wind.

The result?

The fight against the autumn wind failed, but was almost wiped out by a sudden flood.

Is it possible that God can't see that he is comfortable?

The eldest prince said, "Hehe, General Wu Liba, be careful with your words. Can that Liu Xi plan this natural disaster single-handedly?"

Taking a step back, even if Jiang Pengji really planned it, where did she get the extra manpower?

Thinking of this, the expression on the eldest prince's face froze.

Let's take a look first. Jiang Pengji led the 30,000 vanguard battalion to arrive first. It was expected that Northern Xinjiang would take advantage of the good opportunity before the main army arrived, so they planned an ambush and successfully defeated Wu Liba. Afterwards, Jiang Pengji coaxed the demoralized Beijiang to retreat, disturbed their formation, and cooperated with the second wave of arriving main forces to attack the Beijiang camp, causing Beijiang to panic and retreat to the Mainu camp . From then on, Jiang Pengji only went in and out of the camp, and escorted the northern Xinjiang prisoners to Dongqing.

In other words, there are only two groups of people in Liu's camp today.

The first batch of 30,000 pioneers, the second batch of arriving main force was about 60,000, and the sum of the two batches was about 100,000.

However, Jiang Pengji raised a banner of 150,000 people at the beginning, where did the other 50,000 people go?

Could it be that these people secretly bypassed everyone's eyes and ears and went to the extreme north of northern Xinjiang to do things upstream?

no no no-

Wars can’t be counted like this. In order to show military strength, tens of thousands of people will be falsely reported, just like Northern Xinjiang’s 180,000 troops blown into 500,000.

The eldest prince scratched his head, but still couldn't guess the truth.

Wu Liba didn't want to get entangled with the eldest prince, now everyone is like grasshoppers on the same rope, fighting back and forth, but the enemy is taken advantage of.

"It doesn't matter whether it's a natural disaster or a man-made disaster. Willow thieves don't come well, the most urgent thing is to find a way to get rid of the enemy—"

After saying this, he felt that his mouth was dry and the root of his tongue was sour.

As a wise man in northern Xinjiang, Wu Liba had been brilliant for half his life. How could he have thought that he would end up in such a careless way?

If you can't retreat the enemy this time, you will definitely fall into the enemy's hands.

Uliba knew very well what would happen to him if he became a prisoner.

It was not too late but not too early for the Northern Xinjiang army to withdraw. Most of the troops were preserved, but they hardly brought weapons and supplies.

After a few waves of sparse arrow rain, they had no other way to stop others from coming.

With a sullen face, Wu Liba pulled out the dagger from his waist with a bang.

No matter which northern Xinjiang man, they all have the habit of carrying a dagger with them, because it is convenient for handling prey in the wild.

Now is the battlefield - inch long and inch strong,

One inch is short and one inch is dangerous, what effect can a dagger and short knife play?

Fortunately, the enemy can't form a formation now, and can't form an army formation to advance step by step.

"Ashore - kill -"

Fu Wang sits in the central army, Li Yun leads the vanguard, and Jiang Pengji, the prodigal protagonist, is imprisoned in the "little black room".

Just kidding, it's a waterway melee now, which is unusual.

If the protagonist accidentally fell into the water and drowned or was washed away by the flood, it would be too late for them to save him.

Regarding this, Jiang Pengji could only use "hehe" to relieve her depression.

Her night vision is extremely strong, even if her vision is dim, she can still see the situation on the front line from a long distance.

The army did not forcefully land, but instead ordered the archers to shoot randomly at the place where the northern Xinjiang army was hiding.

Some were shot to death by random arrows, some were trampled to death by terrified comrades, and some accidentally fell into the water and drowned...

Wu Liba took a deep breath and ordered people to collect the arrows shot by the other party and return them back.

They lost almost all their weapons and supplies, and the number of soldiers carrying bows and arrows was very small, but it was better than nothing.

The northern Xinjiang army can't stand stupidly and be a living target for others. Naturally, they have to use all available conditions to fight to the death.

"Bah——these people in Beijiang are also hard-fated—"

When Li Yun saw the enemy attacking back, he immediately thought of the source of their arrows. He used Qi Kuang's command to dispatch the navy to avoid the enemy's arrows as much as possible. You said that he is a general who is good at land warfare and has several positions, and he has become a half-naval commander, which is sour.

However, try-

He felt that commanding the navy was not as difficult as he imagined.

If Qi Kuang was here, he would probably give Li Yun a supercilious look.

If the navy is so well commanded, why did he train for so many years?

It is far more energy-intensive and cost-intensive to train naval combatants than to train ordinary marine soldiers.

If Li Yun's opponent is not an enemy who lacks even a bow and arrow, according to his command method, he will definitely suffer a lot.

The reality is that the casualties on the northern side are getting bigger and bigger, and Li Yun's command is handy.

Half an hour passed, and the soldiers on the lower ground were all killed and wounded, and Jiang Pengji's army began to forcibly land on the shore.

Uliba and other generals could only lead their troops to resist, but their front line retreated again and again, and it was almost impossible to form an effective block.

Seeing that the army was about to be defeated, a flash of determination flashed in Wu Liba's eyes.

"Prince Dai, Your Highness, the two of you retreat quickly...the end will end for you."

Although the value of Uliba is much more important than the sum of the two princes, it is impossible for Uliba to abandon the two of them and escape by himself.

"Teacher—we want to go together—"

The third prince was trembling all over. Two arrows were inserted into his arm, and he was accidentally shot by the arrow. Fortunately, he didn't hurt his vitals.

It's not that he respects and loves this master so much, it's just because he knows that without Ulibat, he himself will not live long.