Chapter 714: The War Situation Changes Again
Ling Chen was exceptionally excited, just like a child.
These past few days...
He was truly itching with impatience!
Every day, "listening" to the artillery fire raging in Central Asia, he wished he could have led his great army to charge over there long ago. To wipe out all those barbarians!
Nowadays, the development of the Western Regions can be considered flourishing.
With the excavation of the Grand Canal, the drought problem in the Western Regions has been solved to a certain extent. Of course, the barrenness of the land cannot be changed for the time being. Therefore, the overall development strategy of the Western Regions is still land reclamation! And the development of industry, as well as the extraction of Petroleum, is also slowly being carried out.
Everything is on the right track.
This has stifled Ling Chen to no end.
He has always wanted to go and fight in Central Asia!
His own howling great army is ready to move at any time, full of combat power! Full of morale, and full of provisions!
"What does the master say?"
Ling Chen asked excitedly.
Jiang Xuan said indifferently: "According to the master, although the Six-Nation Allied Forces of Central Asia are imposing in momentum, they are nothing but a rabble, people with short-sighted vision. Although their military strength is as huge as six hundred thousand, I fear they won't even be able to break into Bukhara."
"What?"
Ling Chen was startled.
This time, the Six-Nation Allied Forces of Central Asia were truly imposing and heart-palpitating. Many people believed that Bukhara would be completely unable to hold out. Because Bukhara is going to resist with the strength of its entire nation! The military strength of Bukhara is around five hundred thousand. However, these other countries still have military reserves back home!
As long as they send out some more troops, Bukhara will definitely collapse this time!
In this situation...
The master actually concluded that the Six-Nation Allied Forces wouldn't even be able to break into Bukhara? One must know that the Caspian Sea has recently been intercepted by this side!
Moreover, some of the great army has already set off for Mumbai Port; it should be impossible for Bukhara to receive support from the Ottoman.
No matter how you look at it, the current Bulaha will certainly not be able to stop the engulfment of the Six-Nation Allied Forces.
Jiang Xuan, however, chuckled: "The Central Asian barbarians are selfish and self-interested; the Five-Nation Allied Forces are each harboring their own ulterior motives. The land of Transoxiana also involves a great deal. At the beginning of the war, the five nations could still work together, but as the process develops, they will surely fall into internal chaos first, and then turn to mutual attrition!"
Ling Chen's eyes lit up as he listened.
Jiang Xuan continued: "The master believes that when the nations of Central Asia fall into complete chaos, it will be the best time for our Western Regions army to move! Therefore, Prefect Ling, you need to muster your troops on the battlefield and be ready at any time!"
"Hahahaha!"
Ling Chen said excitedly: "Good, I will go and prepare immediately! Then General Jiang..."
Jiang Xuan smiled: "Naturally, I will be with Prefect Ling..."
"You mean..."
Ling Chen's pupils contracted sharply.
Jiang Xuan nodded: "An official proclamation from Liangzhou Prefecture!"
Ling Chen jumped up at once and cupped his hands in waiting.
"Order Western Regions Prefect Ling Chen, effective immediately, to sharpen weapons and feed horses, and march to the border! Be ready to reinforce Central Asia at any time! The Dark Night Special Operations Squad is temporarily incorporated into the Western Regions army!"
"This subordinate accepts the order!"
The entire Western Regions Construction Corps became excited.
The next day, Ling Chen mustered three hundred thousand troops, and on the third day, the troops set out.
This is their speed!
Whether it is Weaponry and Equipment or logistical support capability, everything is quite perfect.
The Central Asian war situation.
Sure enough, internal chaos appeared.
Just as Qingyang had anticipated.
When the Six-Nation Allied Forces were advancing side by side and sweeping away everything in their path, their cooperation was quite pleasant. But upon entering Bukhara, especially when they were ruthlessly intercepted while pushing forward, different opinions began to emerge internally. Because it was an allied force, once they won, they began to fight for credit; when they lost, they began to shift the blame onto each other.
Moreover, soon, the first incident of fighting over military rations occurred on the battlefield.
This was like a fuse, completely intensifying the contradictions among the Five-Nation Allied Forces.
Originally, before attacking Bukhara, these countries were all harboring their own ulterior motives. This was already reflected in the military conference room of the Putu Kingdom. Before Bukhara had even been taken, they had already started wanting to divide the cake, and even argued until they were red in the face because of it.
Qin Zhangfeng had seen it long ago.
These people are not destined to accomplish great things.
Sure enough.
In the military conference room on this day, a fierce argument broke out again.
"What is going on! You Mughal, why are you snatching our military rations?"
"Is that snatching? That's borrowing! What, are you just going to watch our soldiers starve to death?"
"You... is that how you borrow? We lost a thousand men!"
"You didn't put in any effort in the fighting, so what does it matter if a few died?"
"You Kokand Khanate, why aren't you participating in the attack?"
"You have the nerve to talk about us... the spoils of war from last time..."
Early in the morning, these big shots were arguing here non-stop, glaring and flipping tables, nearly coming to blows.
"Everyone, everyone, calm down first, calm down..."
Omar came out to smooth things over: "Everyone, war is not something that can be accomplished overnight; any situation might be encountered. Besides, that is Bukhara, which has existed for hundreds of years! Everyone calm down, calm down!"
"Hmph!"
"If this continues, this war cannot be fought! The Mughal must give our Savi Dynasty an explanation!"
Although they all sat back down, these bigwigs were still glaring with furrowed brows.
Omar advised, "Gentlemen, taking Bukhara is our ultimate goal... arguing at a time like this is simply making a laughingstock of ourselves!"
"Who's to say otherwise..."
"How can one disgust their own people!"
"Omar, you must come up with a plan!"
The group of people was once again filled with righteous indignation.
Omar chuckled and said, "My meaning is this: everyone should contribute strength if they have strength, and grain if they have grain. Only by coordinating our operations can we completely defeat Bukhara this time, right?"
Upon hearing this, the bigwig from the Savi Dynasty changed his expression: "Omar, what do you mean by this? Could it be that our Savi are worse at fighting than the Mughal? Is it only right that our grain gets snatched by them?"
"Of course, you Savi are just a bunch of cowards!"
"If you have the guts, come out and fight?"
"Fight then, let's fight!"
"This..."
At this point, Omar could not even stop them with his advice.
That day.
Two bigwigs came to blows in the high-level military conference room of the Central Asia Five Countries, leaving them bloodied and bruised.
The King of the Savi Dynasty issued an order.
The great armies of the Savi Dynasty and the Mughal Empire parted ways, and even began to engage in open and covert struggles against each other.
At the same time, as the front lines tightened, some friction also began to occur between the sworn enemies, the Khiva Khanate and the Kokand Khanate.
The war across all of Central Asia began to change.
The Six-Nation Allied Forces began to stall, and even faced a counterattack from the Bukhara army, suffering significant losses.
Just like that.
The situation in Central Asia became murky and confusing once again.
And at this time.
Erdogan, who claimed to lead an Ottoman army of three hundred thousand, came aggressively, heading straight for Mumbai Port.
A large-scale naval battle had become unavoidable.
Bukhara felt as if it had suddenly stood back up on its own feet.
End of Chapter
