Chapter 704: The Young General

The entirety of Central Asia was dumbfounded.

The Longyan Army, Qin Zhangfeng, what are they trying to do?

This is a great war involving the Central Asia Five Countries!

It is even highly likely that the Ottoman Empire will get involved!

A world war!

This is a scale comparable to a world war!

And yet you Longyan people are here to train troops? Sending out a bunch of young generals—is this looking down on us countries in Central Asia?

Humiliation!

This is absolutely blatant humiliation!

"Hahahaha, have they gone mad?"

The Khan of Bukhara, Aziz, had been overwhelmed with anxiety these past few days, but upon hearing this news, he laughed until he doubled over.

The other ministers also shook their heads and laughed.

Currently, the situation across Central Asia involves several countries simultaneously plotting to seize their Transoxiana territory, but Bukhara's own three hundred thousand strong army and two hundred thousand reserves are considered formidable, capable of putting up a fight. However, before the arrival of the Longyan Army, the situation throughout the Central Asia region was considered balanced.

What caused this state to become unbalanced was the arrival of Qin Zhangfeng and this fifty-thousand-strong army.

So, what is Bukhara most worried about?

Being unable to attend to everything at once, unable to guard the head while protecting the tail.

Stretching the battle lines is not a good thing for Bukhara. At this time, with the Mughal Aurangzeb, the Khiva Khanate, the Kokand Khanate, and the Savi Dynasty all pouring in their armies from all directions, Bukhara can only divide its main force to dispatch them. In this way, the five-hundred-thousand-strong army loses its advantage.

At this moment, if the Putu Kingdom and the Longyan troops were to suddenly provide reinforcements to any one of those armies, that is a situation Bukhara does not want to see.

Once this gap is breached, the entirety of Bukhara will descend into chaos.

Who could have imagined?

This General Qin of Longyan actually chose to split up his army?

"Hahahaha..."

"What a stupid pig!"

"Is that it?"

"This is that invincible Longyan Liangzhou Army?"

A group of people laughed until they were rolling on the floor.

Aziz gave a cold laugh: "It seems this Longyan Army is deliberately here to relieve our pressure, isn't it?"

"Great Khan, we have a chance this time!"

A group of people's eyes lit up.

Aziz nodded faintly, a cold sneer appearing at the corner of his mouth: "These idiots, do they really think we intend to just sit here and be captured?"

"Pass down the order, hold the line for me!"

"If it really comes to it, abandon the towns and preserve our military strength!"

"I have already requested aid from the Ottoman Empire. His Highness the Prince, Erdogan, will lead two hundred thousand troops starting from today, departing from Port Nick and driving straight down. As long as we block this first wave of attacks, when the time comes, the ones who will be feasting on them will be us!"

Everyone was overjoyed to hear this.

The Ottoman Empire!

This powerful Empire is finally going to take action after all!

Putu Kingdom.

Omar's military conference hall.

Several high-ranking military generals from Longyan and Putu, and even from Khiva and the Kokand Khanate, had gathered together.

Alimu had just withdrawn from the battlefield; this fellow had returned suppressing his anger, but facing Qin Zhangfeng, he dared not throw a tantrum, so he could only bicker with Omar at this military conference.

However.

In the following days.

The events that occurred on the Central Asia battlefield made Alimu shut his mouth.

Ten units of ten thousand men each.

They were not, as others had imagined, here to gild their reputations or just to get involved. On the contrary, what was shocking was that ever since these ten units appeared on the Central Asia battlefield, they were like ten sharp knives, stabbing deeply into the enemy's heart, winning victory after victory, actually leading those troops all the way to severely compress the defensive lines within Bukhara.

Fierce!

If one were to use two words to describe this bunch of young generals, it would be "fierce"!

A fierceness that could make everyone shut their mouths.

"It seems that at this rate, the decisive battle will come in two months!"

Omar laughed heartily.

In this chaotic battle, his Putu Kingdom was the one that benefited the most and suffered the fewest losses. Among the ten young generals this time, that Zhai Shiqing performed brilliantly; leading this ten-thousand-strong army, he had fought until now with almost no losses! This unit was like a ghost army, following behind the seventy-thousand-strong Kokand Khanate army, appearing and disappearing unpredictably, making it impossible for anyone to catch them!

When they appeared, it was inevitably a painful blow to the enemy.

Because of this, Alimu's mood improved a lot.

At the very least, his own troops were no longer suffering excessive losses, right?

This would also increase his bargaining chips when it came time to divide the spoils later.

Yes.

The biggest reason for the presence of high-ranking generals from various countries at this military conference was their eagerness to divide the spoils.

"No way, Yege must be ours!"

"On what grounds? According to the march route this time, Yege is definitely ours!"

"We have to decide based on the distance on the map, don't we? You Mughal, what do you want Yeghe for?"

"We just want it!"

"We want it too!"

This battle had only just begun for a little over a month, and these people already couldn't hold themselves back.

Qin Zhangfeng and Omar watched coldly from the side, watching them argue until they were red in the face over a single town.

Such small-mindedness!

Omar spat in his heart.

Look at how little ambition you all have!

Bukhara hasn't even been taken yet, they've only tightened their battle lines, and you are already unable to resist dividing the cake?

Qin Zhangfeng nodded at Omar without saying a word.

The latter stepped forward and said, "Everyone, everyone, stop arguing!"

"Everyone!"

He roared, and only then did the whole room quiet down.

He then scanned the room: "Are your brains not clear? At a time like this, do you really think we have already won for sure?"

The group looked at each other in dismay.

"Haha, Omar, what do you mean? Bukhara is already finished!"

"Exactly, do you still think they have the ability to turn the tide?"

"Dream on!"

"This time, we must divide up Bukhara!"

The group laughed heartily, full of confidence.

A flash of contempt crossed Omar's eyes, and he said indifferently, "Have you all truly not considered the Ottoman Empire?"

As soon as these words were spoken.

The group looked at one another.

"Ottoman?"

"Hahaha, impossible! The Ottoman Empire is currently mired in a crisis in Europe; how would they have time to concern themselves with this side?"

"This, the timing doesn't allow for it either..."

The group spoke up one after another.

From the very beginning, this Ottoman had made no move.

Now that it was nearly over, could they really come to provide reinforcements?

Moreover, the Caspian Sea and the Black Sea, which border the Ottoman Empire and the Central Asia region, had already been blockaded by this Central Asia Allied Army.

Let alone not being able to attend to it, the Ottoman Empire's great army—

Even if they could attend to it, they couldn't possibly arrive in a short time!

Omar had already lost faith in this bunch of idiots and simply sneered: "Everyone, if this Ottoman army does not come via the Black Sea, but instead strikes directly at Mumbai Port in Mughal, what will happen then?"

"What?"

The whole room was instantly shocked, their expressions changing drastically.