Chapter 969

Gushui is the top River in Northern Xinjiang.

The mianshui river near Daying in Northern Xinjiang is more than five miles wide, which is about 2500 meters.

Jiang Pengji's army stationed troops on the East Bank of Pengshui, while the northern army stationed on the West Bank. The two armies face each other across the river.

Wu Liba suggested that Dai Wang forcibly cross the river to sneak an attack while Jiang Pengji's pioneer camp had just arrived and had not joined the army.

Harenza put forward the opposite proposal, hoping to stick to no war and fight again when the enemy's momentum is weak and the soldiers are weak.

The former made sense and stabbed the itchy meat of Dai Wang, while the latter was more secure and Dai Wang hesitated for a time.

"It's nothing to do with a plot -"

Wu Liba left the handsome tent, his eyes blackened with anger and nearly vomited blood.

Why are the sons born to 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. The king is afraid to adopt your suggestions..."

Wu Liba clenched his fist secretly and resisted the impulse to punch harenza's face. The old boy spoke very strangely.

"Liu thief is not an ordinary person. There are countless think tanks around him. He missed such a fighter... After an hour, Dai Wang promised to turn from defense to attack. I'm afraid Liu thief has made a good response." The battlefield changes rapidly. If you miss this opportunity, you may lose.

Jiang Pengji arrived at the East Bank of Pengshui with the vanguard battalion. Her troops were only in their early thirties and could be eaten.

The 30000 vanguard army experienced a long-distance attack and consumed a lot of physical energy. It was the time when its combat effectiveness was the weakest.

If we had taken his advice early in the morning, we might have crossed the river and sneaked an attack under the cover of the early morning mist.

Now?

Another hour?

Even if Dai Wang agrees and dispatches troops to cross the river again, it will take an hour anyway. If the efficiency is lower, it may take two hours.

By that time, the mist on the river will be cleared away. Cross the river and sneak attack?

This is a moving human target for people!

Hehe, people can sit down for a picnic, have breakfast, take a nap, line up the army to meet the enemy and sneak an egg!

Wu Liba endured the urge to spit blood——

Paralysis, these pig teammates really can't move!

Even if he is full of God, he can't take it!

It is said that an hour is an hour, no more than one second and no less than one second.

Dai Wang chose the onset of difficulty and wasted an hour to really make up his mind to adopt Wu Liba's suggestion and cross the river!

In this regard, Wu Liba can only hehe right - hehe DA on the surface, MMP in the heart.

If Wu Liba's opponent is not Jiang Pengji, but someone else, it may be too late.

Unfortunately, Wu Liba's opponent is Jiang Pengji. All the counselors under Jiang Pengji's hand are human spirits.

A look around, all pig teammates.

Look at the opponents, they are all God opponents.

"The good opportunity has been missed. Let's wait until night -" Wu Liba swallowed the thick phlegm rolling down his throat. He couldn't help it, otherwise he was afraid that he would grab Dai Wang's shoulder and spit the thick phlegm on each other's face. "The mist on the river has dispersed, and the sneak attack is of little use."

Liu's camp on the East Bank of Gushui.

Jiang Pengji and several counselors were having a picnic on the Bank of the river. Fengzhen was still drinking wine.

"Carrying the message, they expected things like gods. They really didn't cross the river to sneak attack -"

At first, I saw signs of troop mobilization in the other party's camp, but later it returned to calm. It can be seen that I gave up crossing the river and sneaked attack.

Tut, it made him nervous for a while.

Sun Wen looked at the scene in front of him, endured to beat his eyebrows and said expressionless, "if Wu Liba is the commander, the acting king of Northern Xinjiang has no imperial expedition or has chosen to delegate power to Wu Liba. I'm afraid the northern army has crossed the river for more than an hour."

If so, where can they stay by the water for breakfast.

"The reality is that on behalf of Wang Yujia in Northern Xinjiang, the commander-in-chief is still Wu Liba's political enemy - no, I have a stomachache with laughter -"

Feng Zhen smiled and nearly choked the wine on the intake pipe. He couldn't do without laughing——

Wu Liba, the wise man in Northern Xinjiang, is so pathetic.

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.

It will not destroy the whole army, but it is inevitable to suffer some small losses.

Don't think it's nothing to suffer a small loss. If the main forces of the two armies suffer a small loss before they meet, the momentum of the army will fall by a large margin.

Sun Wendai is a multi-faceted spy in Northern Xinjiang. He has thoroughly studied the temperament of the main characters.

No matter how powerful Wu Liba was, he met a group of arrogant pig teammates who would only lag behind. He was destined to be bloody.

"Victory is not arrogant and defeat is not discouraged. What's more, we haven't won yet. It's not time for us to be arrogant." Jiang Pengji beat Fengzhen to prevent the prodigal son from going to heaven. She calmly said, "this opportunity is missed today. There is another one in the evening. Be careful."

If there is no sneak attack at night, uh huh - not to mention Fengzhen, she will pity Wu Liba.

Jiang Pengji smiled and narrowed her eyes. She said, "by the way, Zixiao, how are they going?"

Feng Zhen converged on his debauchery, and his eyes flashed a glimmer.

"Lord, please don't worry. The time is just right -"

"If wisdom is not desirable, we will overcome it with strength." Jiang Pengji said, "tonight, teach Northern Xinjiang how to fight a war!"

If wisdom is not desirable, overcome it with strength? Teach Northern Xinjiang how to fight?

To say arrogance, probably no one is more arrogant than the Lord.

Sun Wen thought silently.

Jiang Pengji doesn't like ink when fighting. Her biggest feature is that she has a fast rhythm.

If the quality of the soldiers she brings is average, too fast rhythm is easy to cause the disconnection of the battle sequence, but it will become a burden.

Now it's different. Her soldiers have been painstakingly trained for several years. In addition to training every day, they can be the elite of the elite.

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

For Jiang Pengji, this is still a group of vegetable chickens. For this era, they are the heroes who shocked the world!

Hide one's strength, bide one's time, and prepare for a fierce battle for several years. Just wait for today's sword battle!

Jiang Pengji led 30000 vanguards to the battlefield. According to her consistent thinking, the remaining main forces should wait three or four days to arrive.

The pioneer battalion is mostly cavalry, with fast speed and strong mobility.

The main force is mostly infantry and logistics, and the speed of travel is naturally slow.

As everyone knows, Jiang Pengji is not a reasonable player at all.

Ugly moment.

The surface of the water lake is dark, the mist rises gradually, and the two sides are shrouded in the dark night.

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

Jiang Pengji sat in the main account camp, her eyes closed and seemed to have a rest. The audience in the live broadcast room was bored with a barrage of bullets and imagined the future.

[long star falls on the moon]: if the anchor finally becomes the female emperor of the whole world, will today's battle be written in history books.

[kakara]: sure! This is Fushui in Northern Xinjiang. Maybe it's the famous battle of Fushui?

[unparalleled thief]: the battle of water? No, the name is too perfunctory, isn't it?

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

"Lord, the fog on the river is thick -"