Chapter 945: The Final Plan

Latest URL: Beidi Khan Court.

Just as Zhao Xu was planning to move south to Australia, a troop of Cavalry from Tibet escorting a carriage arrived here.

Hearing the news, Mule Hongzhen came out of the Khan Tent and hurried to meet them.

The person in this carriage was none other than Ashuer, who had lost a leg.

"Ashuer." The carriage stopped, and Ashuer stepped down with the support of his personal guards.

Mule Hongzhen immediately grabbed Ashuer's shoulders and gave him a fierce hug.

"Khan." Ashuer bowed slightly to Mule Hongzhen, and when he raised his head, his gaze was like a deep, cold pool.

Such a gaze made even Mule Hongzhen tremble inwardly.

Even back when he had banished Ashuer to the Western Regions, he had never revealed such a beast-like gaze.

However, he knew clearly that Ashuer's gaze was definitely not directed at him.

"My brother, you have suffered." Mule Hongzhen gripped Ashuer's hand tightly, looked at Ashuer's empty right trouser leg, and said in a deep voice, "I will definitely make the Yan Wang pay for this blood debt."

Ashuer's expression finally changed, "The opportunity has arrived; the Britain envoy has sent the time for the full-scale attack, which is on the sixteenth of next month."

"The sixteenth, so that means there are twenty-eight days left?" A look of joy appeared in Mule Hongzhen's eyes.

During this period, he had been actively preparing for war with the Expeditionary Army of Ross.

In order to wipe out Da Song in one fell swoop during this hunt.

He demanded that every man taller than a carriage wheel must participate in the war, and even allowed strong women to join the army.

It could be said that their Beidi were effectively mobilizing the entire population this time.

It was just that he had no choice but to do so.

He knew very well that this hunt was the last chance to defeat the Yan Wang.

If they were defeated and the Westerners withdrew from Dongtu, Beidi would fall into a miserable situation.

And now, in the north, they had thirty thousand Ross Expeditionary Army troops acting with them.

During the preparations for the war,

Ross and Britain were simultaneously providing firearms and Artillery to Beidi.

These firearms were the Front-loading Rifled Musket once used by the Yan King Army.

After equipping these firearms, their Beidi were already stronger than ever before.

In the south, there was the Coalition led by Britain, as well as the cooperation of Jiaozhi and Piaoman.

Such a massive offensive would surely plunge Da Song into an irredeemable state.

Thinking of this, his gaze could not help but turn cruel.

"There are still twenty-eight days; it is truly too long. I wish I could kill my way into Da Song right now and chop off the Yan Wang's dog head." Ashuer hated him to the core.

He secretly swore that if he invaded Da Song, he would wash the entire Da Song in blood to take his revenge.

Mule Hongzhen patted Ashuer's shoulder, "My brother, you must stay calm at this time. This time, let us join forces to recreate the glory of Beidi."

Upon hearing this, Ashuer nodded heavily.

The two entered the tent, and Ashuer showed Mule Hongzhen the attack route map provided by Britain.

On a rough map, two thinner arrows pointed respectively toward Ningjin Dusi and Songyang Pass, and one thick arrow pointed toward the Hetao Plain.

"Attacking Yizhou is merely a feint. I will only dispatch a portion of the army to approach Songyang Pass to attract the defenders of Songyang Pass, while the other troops will head to the Hetao Plain and cross the Jin River," Ashuer said.

There was no doubt that they could not take the passes guarded by the Da Song army.

Then they could only find a way at locations without passes.

Among them, although the Hetao Plain had the Jin River, it had no passes.

Most importantly, the Jin River in winter would freeze in narrow places, and when the ice was three feet thick, one could even ride horses across it.

Winter had already arrived, and next month would be even colder.

As long as they could find one or several such places on the Hetao Plain, the Beidi army could drive straight in.

"So, Ningjin Dusi is also a feint?" Mule Hongzhen's eyes lit up.

This was similar to the result he had discussed with the Ross officers.

Even if they took Ningjin Dusi, there was still Yanguan blocking the way in the hinterland of Da Song.

The only place that could break into Da Song was the Jin River area in the Hetao region, which was also the Yongzhou once controlled by the Ma Family.

Regarding the war in the north, rather than dispersing their forces, it was better to concentrate their strength on one point and smash the northwest of Da Song to pieces.

"That is indeed the case. This is the final plan. As long as we break into Yongzhou, the Yan Wang will have no choice but to concentrate a large number of troops to respond," Ashuer said. "If we can win then, that is naturally for the best; if we cannot win, it will still have served its intended purpose of pinning down the Yan Wang's forces, and the Western Lands Allied Forces in the south will defeat the Yan King Army and invade Da Song."

Mule Hongzhen nodded slowly, "Even so, we must do our utmost this time and not give the Yan Wang any more chances."

Upon hearing this, Ashuer exchanged a look with Mule Hongzhen, his gaze firm.

Jiaozhi, Hanoi.

Frankish Governor Markwen was inspecting the indigenous Jiaozhi army.

Jiaozhi Emperor Ruan Chushan accompanied Markwen, his face full of caution.

Before the Frankish invasion of Jiaozhi, Jiaozhi was under the Ruan Dynasty.

Facing the Frankish invasion, their army was quickly defeated.

Afterward, his father chose to surrender to the Franks, and ever since, the Franks had become the supreme rulers of Jiaozhi.

From taxation to government affairs and even military matters, they were all interfered with by the Franks.

The Jiaozhi Royal Clan had completely degenerated into puppets of the Franks.

Of course, it was not just Jiaozhi.

Funan, Nanzhang, and even the Piaoman, who could once compete with them on the Southeast Peninsula, were in the same situation.

Since that time, he had submitted to the Frank in his heart, unable to muster a single thought of resistance.

"Very good." Looking at the Jiaozhi army wearing bamboo hats and uniform grey short shirts, Markwen revealed a thick smile.

This army had been personally trained by their Frank officers, and it was equipped with the Western Lands' front-loading rifled muskets and field artillery.

Although only one-quarter of this two-hundred-thousand-strong Jiaozhi army was equipped with rifled muskets and field artillery, the rest had ordinary flintlocks.

But they were also unprecedentedly powerful.

Moreover, they still had one month of time to continue providing rifled cannons and field artillery to improve their combat capabilities.

"You often say that the Great Song and you are thousand-year sworn enemies; this time we have given you a chance for revenge. How much Great Song territory you can seize depends on your own ability," Markwen said to Ruan Chushan.

A trace of arrogance appeared between Ruan Chushan's brows.

Although he could not muster a single thought of resistance against the Frank.

Yet when facing the Great Song, his heart swelled up unprecedentedly.

Because the army in his hands now was personally trained and equipped by the Westerners.

"In our Jiaozhi historical records, we once occupied the Great Song's Jiaozhou and even Jinzhou several times, but unfortunately lost them later. This time, let us Jiaozhi swallow up all the territory south of Jiujiang," Ruan Chushan said loudly.

"Hahaha..." Markwen laughed immediately.

He liked this Jiaozhi Emperor's arrogance and ambition very much.

Only then could Jiaozhi become a qualified chess piece for them to hunt the Great Song.