Chapter 1090: The Rampage of the Saintly Bitches
"Reinforcements?"
Andongliefu's face was livid.
They had come after all...
He nearly vomited blood.
What about Xie Ping?
What happened to the delay that Youzhou promised!
Why are the reinforcements here already?
"We..."
"General... it is likely that the reinforcements from Liaodong have arrived..."
"General, we need to call for reinforcements..."
"Our strength is no longer sufficient..."
A group of generals spoke up one after another.
The reinforcements had arrived, and in all likelihood, they were from Liaodong, reinforcements from Longyan.
Andongliefu remained silent.
He was thinking.
The loss of ten thousand troops last time had left him facing intense scrutiny within Tsarist Russia.
He had nearly been stripped of his position as general.
Caution.
There were only ten thousand men currently landing on Kuye Island.
What should he do?
Continue the landing?
A group of people looked at him.
Andongliefu took a deep breath.
"Retreat!"
He still gritted his teeth and said it.
Retreat.
As the old saying goes, once bitten by a snake, one is afraid of a well rope for ten years.
The previous defeat had made Andongliefu fearful.
"Ahhhhh!"
"They're retreating!"
"They're retreating!"
On Kuye Island, everyone was cheering.
Niu Chaofeng watched, looking completely bewildered.
They had finally arrived?
They had finally arrived...
He leaned against a pillar, tears streaming down his face.
Vice Minister Liu... had not forgotten him after all...
His sacrifices, his persistence, were worth it!
Longyan, it was worth it!
He turned his head.
He looked at those who had come to reinforce them.
Everyone was dressed differently.
"Kill!"
"Do it!"
The heroes and mad scholars rushed forward frantically; they still found the war novel.
Their stamina and combat effectiveness were, naturally, not a problem.
"Thank you..."
"Thank you..."
Niu Chaofeng wept like rain.
Fifty thousand men.
Now only five hundred remained...
Five hundred...
One could imagine how tragic the situation had been...
A mad scholar looked at Niu Chaofeng: "General Niu, let us take over the defense from here!"
General Niu!
General Niu!
Tears slid down Niu Chaofeng's face.
It was enough.
It was enough.
It was worth it.
General—this title made him feel that even dying was worth it.
He, a wild boy from a village.
General...
A mere year of time.
Enough.
The words of these mad scholars and heroes seemed to represent the attitude of the Longyan.
He could bring honor to his ancestors now...
"Good..."
Niu Chaofeng parted his mouth, smiled slightly, and finally tilted his head, falling asleep.
"On guard!"
"On guard!"
The heroes and brave warriors were all filled with tears.
They began to take over this place.
Very quickly, the personnel began to disperse.
They took over the defense work of Kuye Island.
"Advance!"
"Continue to advance!"
The battle at Fuyuan Town.
Was still continuing.
Xiao Qian commanded the battlefield coldly.
To him, no matter what kind of battle situation it was, it was already commonplace.
Even though his troops were at a disadvantage, he remained calm.
Because he knew that in the current situation, there was no other choice but to minimize losses as much as possible.
Persist.
He could only persist.
Because he knew that Vice Minister Liu would not sit idly by at a time like this.
He believed in the Prince of Wei.
And he also believed in Liu Zheng.
Delaying time with the minimum cost was what he was considering now.
A famous general is a famous general.
Whether it was commanding or dispatching, he performed to the extreme.
The flag bearer was waving.
He was observing.
Xie Ping frowned at this moment as well.
He had his own Think Tank.
But there was still no Method to take all of Fuyuan in such a short time.
It had been three days.
Under such circumstances of absolute advantage, they had actually not taken it in three days...
This had already exceeded his expectations.
Xiao Qian...
This Xiao Qian really had some skill.
Because they had come to Liaodong rather hastily, they had brought few Cannon.
Therefore, they had to resolve this battle in the shortest possible time.
Of course.
It also depended on how things were at Kuye Island.
Had Tsarist Russia not taken it yet?
He had been waiting for news from Tsarist Russia.
"Attack!"
"Continue to attack!"
But under an absolute advantage, he still had a calm expression.
He knew that his rebellion was beyond everyone's expectations.
No matter from any direction, there was no way to come to the rescue in time.
Calculating the time.
As long as they persisted for three more days.
Everything would be settled.
Attack.
Continue to attack.
At this moment, the entire nation was focused on Liaodong.
The Declaration of War by Xie Ping still caused a massive uproar.
Xie Tianyao, has passed away?
A campaign to support the throne?
People of all ideologies began to consider the current situation of Longyan.
There were those who supported Liu Zheng.
There were those who supported Xie Ping.
The sanctimonious hypocrites also stepped forward.
Something about anti-war, considering Longyan meeting the conditions of Tsarist Russia to achieve a win-win situation.
Peace, ah.
The common people must not suffer, ah.
Ceding territory, ah.
Whenever a war occurs, the most pitiful are the women and children, ah.
In short, as long as there is no war, they are willing to do anything.
Even kneeling is fine.
Time has already run out; any troop reinforcements are too late.
Then in this situation, why not compromise?
If we compromise, we can avoid fighting. If we compromise, we can protect the women and children. (Smiling face)
However.
Other places were different.
Loulan, the Western Regions, and the Putu Kingdom.
"Support Longyan!"
"Resist the war!"
"Support Longyan!"
"Donate money and grain!"
"If the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold! Resist Tsarist Russia!"
People from all walks of life began their own various ways of resisting the war.
War.
What is war?
Does it only mean confronting with real guns and live ammunition?
Of course not.
Trade wars, biological warfare, ideological warfare—these are all wars.
Longyan took the lead in cutting off the supply of Refined Salt to Tsarist Russia, followed by tea, silk, high-proof liquor, and various Weaponry and Equipment...
Yintan City announced the termination of all cooperation and contracts with Tsarist Russia.
Including Central Asia, the Ottoman Empire, and Putu, they all issued various sanctions one after another.
Because they knew that once Tsarist Russia conquered Longyan, their own good days would also come to an end.
It was just that time really did not allow for it.
Everyone felt that this time, the actions of Vice Minister Liu were too late.
However.
The following day left them with their jaws dropped.
"Attack!"
"Advance!"
Xiao Qian's side had never given up on the advance.
Even though they were at a disadvantage.
Because this was a strategic issue.
An overall strategy.
They had to reach Kuye Island to provide support in the shortest possible time.
No matter how difficult, they had to achieve this goal.
Xiao Qian was a professional soldier, and also a professional general.
He knew that in such a war situation, a single unit was just a screw.
He believed in the Prince of Wei, and he believed in Vice Minister Liu.
So, watching his own losses increase day by day, he still persisted.
At this moment, the concept of victory or defeat no longer existed in his heart.
As long as he maintained the momentum of the advance, Longyan could hold on for a while longer.
Vice Minister Liu would have arrangements.
He had always firmly believed this.
He just watched his brothers being lost bit by bit.
His heart was aching.
But he knew that once he gave up, Xie Ping's troops would head straight for Kuye Island.
When they began to join forces, it would be the disaster of Longyan, the disaster of Liaodong.
Two hundred thousand, one hundred seventy thousand, one hundred fifty thousand.
Watching his brothers being lost bit by bit.
His heart is dripping with blood. Pop-ups are severe recently, please click to download to avoid pop-ups.
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