Rebirth of the Flying Era

  Chapter 1252 Stabbing from the back, always fast and hard

  Beside the repaired Panshan Road, a few meters away stood a mountain man with a shovel or a pickaxe.

   These people find that the road is in a condition, damaged by continuous rolling, and they will immediately repair it.

  In order to recruit these people, Li Yuanchao has mobilized the people's power in the jurisdiction to the limit.

   Fortunately, this is not ancient corvee service, and Li Yuanchao did not hesitate to spend money.

  These workers are all paid, and given the local living standards, the wages are quite generous.

   Instead of complaining, these people were very happy, wishing they could work for a few more days.

  The long queue of armored vehicles was the first batch of troops to enter Shanbei.

  It was the same as when we went to North Gaul, all the designation marks were removed. The vanguard consisted of 500 armored vehicles. In addition to the four crew members on the armored vehicles, there were also 10 heavily armed infantrymen, making a total of 7,000 people.

   Behind them is the follow-up infantry unit, a total of four divisions, 67,000 people.

   These people are now nominally under Li Yuanchao's command.

  The other is Li Yuanchao's original troops, half of which are placed on the southern front to prevent the Zhengfu army from taking advantage of the fire.

  The other half, a total of 45,000 people, entered the Northeast State together as an association.

  The total strength of the two sides is 120,000.

  Military exercises near Mandalay are purely shaming.

  Now everyone's attention is on Dongba.

  Shan Guolocal is keeping an eye on the situation in Mandalay, for fear that the powerful Li Yuan Korea will take sudden action.

   Unexpectedly, the real ultimate move is hidden in the mountains and jungles to the north.

  Xin Deli didn't think about it either, he only knew that he learned a lot from a fall, and followed the lessons of the last failure to strictly guard against the east and west routes across the Himalayas.

   Feeling uneasy, praying that the previous nightmare will not come again.

  …

  Xindeli, the Victoria Palace on the hillside in the center of the city.

  In the luxurious Mughal Empire-style palace, a woman in her fifties, wearing traditional Indian clothing, was sitting on a delicate calfskin sofa with a serious expression.

  Beside her, sitting in the single seat on the sofa was a dark-skinned old man with gray hair and firm eyes.

  On the other side are two officers in green military uniforms, with big beards, very imposing.

  The woman narrowed her eyes slightly, looked at the report in her hand, raised her head after a while and asked, "Is the news accurate?"

  The old man said: "It has been confirmed. Half a month ago, 'Zhang' went to Rongcheng in the name of the former commander-in-chief, and immediately went to Lasa..."

  The woman's face was gloomy, and she said in a deep voice: "Do you think this is putting pressure on us, or is it really planning to fight us?"

  The woman looked at the two officers.

  The two did not exchange glances, and one of the older officers said: "Your Excellency, please forgive me, based on past experience, we cannot ignore any statement from the north."

  The woman's eyes flashed a haze, and she asked instead: "How is the situation in Dongba?"

  Another officer immediately said: "Our plan is going well. The main force of the enemy in Dongba has surrendered. As we expected, there is a huge disparity in strength and there is no hope of victory. They gave up resistance."

  The woman nodded and breathed a sigh of relief: "Very well, then immediately mobilize the main force in the east to defend north, and at the same time strengthen the offensive on the west front. We must force Karaqi to bow his head in a short time."

  Everyone present understands that the key now is time.

  In order to prevent accidents, they must force the enemy to admit defeat in a short period of time, end the war behavior, establish established facts, and prevent others from intervening.

  After discussing for a while, the two officers withdrew, leaving only the woman and the old man.

  The woman breathed a sigh of relief, and her mood was extremely complicated at this time.

  Ten years ago, the father she thought was omnipotent and as powerful as a **** suffered an unprecedented failure.

   This failure crushed him completely, and he died of a stroke the following year.

   Now it's her turn, possibly facing the enemy who once brought her nightmares.

  She had the urge to seek revenge, but more of it was shrinking and fear.

   But she has no way out anyway.

  The woman rubbed her temples wearily: "What does Moscow say?"

  The old man pursed his lips: "They promised to restrain Meiguo, but..."

  The woman was not surprised. In fact, she did not expect to rely on Moscow to solve the problem from the beginning.

   Being able to exchange sons with Meiguo people is already the best situation.

She stood up from the sofa and said with vigor: "It's not surprising. The Meiguo people are mainly focused on Southeast Asia. They have no ability or determination to open up a new battlefield. As long as Moscow takes a tough stance, they must make a wise move." Choice. But our neighbors to the north are not so easy to talk to, they won't watch us weaken Pakistan."

   Speaking of this, she stared at the old man with deep and appreciative eyes: "This time we must stand up! No matter what the cost."

  The old man can feel that the woman in front of him has made up her mind, her will is firm, and there is no doubt about it.

  The old man stood up and bowed: "Your Excellency, as you wish, victory must belong to the great Nihelu Gandhi."

  …

  The next morning, the border between Shanbei and Indus.

  The assembly camp twenty kilometers from the border.

   It has been three days since the first batch of forward troops arrived here.

   All armored vehicles are shaded with leaves to keep radio silent.

  At this time, the forward camp has assembled 320 tank destroyers, plus 30,000 infantry.

   Among them, 25,000 people are under Li Yuanchao.

  After showing his acting in Mandalay a few days ago, Li Yuanchao returned to the north non-stop, and used a double to stay in his lair to hide the eyes and ears.

  He himself came to the frontline base to join the people from China.

  In the temporary command post, Li Yuanchao was dressed in military uniform, with sharp eyes and full of momentum.

  Beside him is a man in his forties, not tall, with wise eyes.

   This man's surname is Ding, and he is Li Yuanchao's father's old subordinate. Li Yuanchao used to call him "Uncle Ding" when he saw him at home.

  Ding Dacheng was sent here to partner with Li Yuanchao this time, because of this relationship, so that the coordination between the two parties would not be smooth.

   "Uncle Ding, I'm entirely up to you on how to fight this battle, just treat me as a small soldier in front of you." Li Yuanchao kept his posture very low.

  After becoming a hero, Li Yuanchao became more and more flexible. He also understood the domestic intention of letting 'Uncle Ding' come, so he made a full gesture from the beginning.

  And Li Yuanchao also knew in his heart that Ding Dacheng's ability was far beyond his comparability. This time he was just playing support, so don't think about anything else.

  As long as he can win the fight, don't act too hip, he can get the most benefit.

  Ding Dacheng smiled and patted Li Yuanchao on the shoulder: "Yanchao, you have really grown up! One of the princes is amazing!"

  Li Yuanchao said modestly: "Uncle Ding, don't make fun of me, I am a poor country, what kind of a prince."

  The two were exchanging greetings, when suddenly a messenger ran in from the outside: "Report!"

  Ding Dacheng immediately restrained his smile, and Li Yuanchao also became nervous.

  The signal soldier handed over the latest information.

  Now the entire frontline base is radio silent, only receiving letters, not sending, waiting for this news.

  Ding Dacheng took a quick look, a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes, he had no fear, and was delighted when he heard the battle.

   Passed it to Li Yuanchao, smiled and said: "Yanchao, the enemy has moved!"

  When Li Yuanchao saw it, his heart beat faster.

  Because the operation in Dongba was extremely smooth, Xin Deli's defensive actions were also more active.

Once bitten, twice shy.

  This time they were afraid of another battle to defend the capital.

  After successfully capturing Dongba on the Eastern Front, they immediately handed over Dongba to the local forces, mobilized elite troops to the north, and stationed in Assam.

  It is only two hundred and thirty kilometers away from the place where Li Yuanchao and the others ambushed.

   If it is a mechanized rapid march, even if the roads in the Northeast State are not easy to go, one day is enough for a surprise attack.

  At the same time, more troops were assembled on the Western Front.

  Xindeli is just to the south of the west line, and the straight-line distance is less than 600 kilometers.

  In order to ensure the safety of the capital and at the same time force Xiba to admit defeat, Xin Deli hoarded more than 400,000 troops on the Western Front.

   In comparison, there are actually only more than 40,000 people behind the Dumb Mountain in Simala.

  The difference in strength is ten times, but Xinde Li never thought of taking the initiative to attack.

  The last time it was true, the beating was too painful.

  This time they just want to pick up soft persimmons and eat the meat in their stomachs.

  Unfortunately, they don't know that the really sharp knife is not behind the snow mountain, but the small country in the east that they have never seen directly.

  Ding Dacheng and Li Yuanchao looked at the latest information they received, glanced at each other, and they both saw excitement.

   At this time, attacking from the flanks and quickly destroying the main force of the enemy on the Eastern Front, the entire strategic plan was more than half successful.

  Ding Dacheng was very straightforward and waved his hand: "Assemble the troops and set off immediately!"

   With an order, the entire camp came alive.

  The soldiers who had been recharging their energy for a long time quickly took off the camouflage on the armored vehicle, started the vehicle, and were ready to go.

  …

   Two days later, Central Street in Xiangjiang.

  The electronic horn of the newsstand made a loud noise: "Extra, extra! The latest news of the South Asian war, a single country crossed the border to join the war, and a fierce battle broke out with the Indian army in Assam..."

  Many people gathered around the newsstand, picking up the newspapers outside.

  If a war broke out elsewhere, Xiangjiang people would not pay too much attention.

  However, India-Du has a special relationship with Xiangjiang, which attracted many people's attention from the very beginning.

  At this time, a motorcycle suddenly galloped from a distance.

   Behind the motorcycle hang two iron shelves stacked with newspapers, books and periodicals.

   Above is the latest extra that has just been printed.

   There is a big shock font on the page: shock! In the decisive battle in Assam, the Indian army was defeated and suffered heavy losses. The commander-in-chief of the single army, Li Yuanchao, announced that the three divisions and one brigade were wiped out, a total of 36,000 people, of which 6,500 were killed and 29,000 were captured...

   This sudden turn of events shocked everyone.

  The person the whole world was waiting for didn't end up, but Cheng Yaojin came out beside him.

  Many people don't even know that there is this country in the world, and it killed tens of thousands of Indian troops.

  What a concept!

   Just when most people were surprised, a small number of people suddenly realized.

  There are no miracles in the world at all, and any seemingly incredible results have their inevitable reasons.

  What is the situation in the single country? It is not difficult to know as long as you have a little understanding.

  A small, divided and poor country, why did it suddenly have a convulsion?

   Not only was he bold enough to attack the most powerful country in South Asia, but he was also possessed by the God of War. He really won the battle!

   If you can't be hindsight now, you will be too slow.

  In a luxurious hotel not far from the newsstand, Bush stood by the window and looked at the newsstand downstairs.

  The newspaper just now appeared in his hand in advance.

  He had just returned to Meiguo before, and this time he returned to the capital from Xiangjiang, just to communicate and help Pakistan.

   He didn't expect to see such amazing news from the newspaper just after staying in Xiangjiang for one night.

  Bush immediately understood what was going on, so he didn't have to rush to the capital.

   It's just that he didn't expect that after regrouping and preparing for ten years, the Indian army would still pull their hips like this.

  At the same time, I thought of Du Fei.

  Others may not know, but he knows Du Fei's arrangement in Shanbei.

  At the beginning, Li Yuanchao left the capital and went south to Danbei to develop step by step. If you think about it carefully, it took two or three years.

   Unintentionally, it came in handy at this time.

   Stabbing in the back, always fast and hard.

  Because the heavy troops were placed in the west, tens of thousands of main forces were lost in the east, and they were suddenly stretched.

   However, Xin Deli did not dare to send troops for reinforcements easily.

  Received the news that the morale of the Pakistani army, which was originally low, saw the hope of victory and the morale soared, which greatly increased the pressure on the Indian army on the western front.

  If troops are transferred from the Western Front, there will inevitably be gaps. I am afraid that the old things will repeat themselves and the capital will be shaken.

   Therefore, if you want to reinforce the Eastern Front, you can only transfer troops from the South.

  And this is the real purpose of that person from Rongcheng.

   Only when the south is empty, can Ailul take advantage of it.

  Once Ailur successfully revolts and announces the rebuilding of the Hyderabad Kingdom, Xin Deli will understand what internal and external difficulties are.

  At this time, Bush still couldn't see through such a big game of chess, but he subconsciously thought of Du Fei, and immediately asked his entourage: "Where is Du Fei now?"

  Bush had a premonition that his "good friend" would not stay in the capital safely.

  …

   On the other side, on the edge of the Deccan Plateau, in a huge plantation.

   This is the secret base of Elul.

  This huge plantation usually has more than 30,000 farmers who are responsible for growing cotton and food.

   There are more than a thousand people on the surface, and there are fully armed legal security teams. In fact, more than half of the farmers here have been replaced by soldiers trained by Alur in Pakistan.

  The tanks purchased from Du Fei were also hidden in the grain depot of the plantation.

  In the middle of the plantation is a dark red building.

  Ailul is in the lobby on the first floor, wearing a military uniform, wearing a traditional baotou, and a huge sapphire is inlaid on his forehead.

  In front of him, there were four or five people standing on the left and right, all showing excited expressions.

   Not long ago, they received news of the defeat of the Indian army.

   Let the originally nervous Ailul and the group of people be refreshed.

   After waiting for more than 20 years, I finally waited for this moment.

   Now everything is ready, only the east wind is owed.

  Ailul's heart was beating uncontrollably, and he was waiting for a message from the inside line inserted in Xindeli.

  In order to maintain this inside line into the high-level government, he spends hundreds of thousands of dollars every year.

  (end of this chapter)