Just as the Northwesters were full of hope and preparing frantically for a decisive victory over the Luobi people, the other protagonist of the war was also calmly following his own ideas.
"Sir, is there something wrong with this?" Kurdo stared at the coach uneasily. He didn't know why the coach issued a mobilization order for a full-scale expedition to the east at the same time he just asked Kuai Ma to send the letter. The mobilization order is no different from the primary mobilization order. It is to recruit all the young and strong men in the entire eastern territory to form an army. This kind of order is not signed by the chief, which is obviously an act of monopolizing power. As a matter of decades of experience, How could Feng Yu's commander not realize how many sequelae this would cause? The suspicion from the city of Barona is enough to make anyone fall into the abyss.
"What's wrong?" Besang ignored the concerned eyes of his deputy, with a calm expression as if nothing had happened, and handed a roll of paper on Kurdo's desk, "Take a look, look at Li Wufeng What are you planning?"
Nervously flipping through the information from all aspects of the territory and the northwest, Kurdo's expression gradually turned from anger to worry. After reading it, he uneasily re-checked several points that he thought were important. He took a long breath and said: "Commander, it seems that Li Wufeng has made up his mind to fight with us in revenge for our interference with the Mote people at the beginning of the year?"
Shaking his head, the wrinkles on Besang's face were enough to prove the vicissitudes he had experienced, "It's not that simple. Li Wufeng's mind cannot be measured in one city or one place. Several months have passed since the Mote people's incident. He just sent someone to take note of it indifferently and then gave up. Even if he pretended not to know about our small actions in the countries in the Western Regions, he suddenly launched such a large-scale war mobilization at this time. Without our neighbor to the west, Do you think Li Wufeng can be so motivated?"
"Are you saying that the Reds and the Northwest have joined forces?" Kurdo was shocked. His former coach was the coach who conquered the West and is now responsible for the frontline task of resisting the Reds' attack.
"Don't worry so much. Tu Da is not a fool. Although the Chidi people are strong, they should have prepared for the expedition to the east and the chief's escort." Glancing at Kordo, Besang was secretly pleased. There are very few young talents like this here, especially the sincere teacher-student friendship, which made Besang secretly sigh that he is not as good as his old friend in this regard, "Now what we need to pay more attention to is this place to the east of us." The enemy, he is our biggest threat. He has already taken the advantage and has been quietly preparing for a month or two. If we don't respond urgently at this time, we may be too late."
"But, Marshal, haven't you already sent a request to the Great Chief? You will get a reply in a few days. If you do this now, I'm afraid someone will report it to the Great Chief, which will be very harmful to you. It's not good." After hesitating, Kurdo couldn't help but express his worries.
"Haha, I am old and won't care too much. Besides, there is a saying among Tanghe people that when you are away, you will not accept your orders, so you must obey the authority in urgent matters. I believe the chief can understand my difficulties." Besang smiled and comforted. His second-in-command looked away with sad eyes, and the bitterness in his heart was hard to describe for a moment. If he could really pass this test safely, Besang would rather give up the position of general, just to be alone and safe. Age is increasingly affecting him. With the great chief's judgment and foresight, the great chief now is no longer the great chief who had a great ambition in the past. It's just that he is unstoppable and he can only take one step at a time.
Even though Besang had been mentally prepared for it, he still didn't expect the Northwest Army's onslaught to be so fierce and fast. On the fourth day after Besang issued the mobilization order for the entire army, a large number of the Northwest Army had already appeared in Mote and Luobei's border line, and rapidly advancing westward at a speed of more than 60 miles per day, and the Mote Autonomous Army of 30,000 troops also joined the northwest army's battle sequence, separated by 30 miles from the east flank. The location quietly entered the Luobei territory. Everything happened so suddenly that the Luobei people seemed to be caught off guard.
Riding their horses eastward along the northern trade road, Besang looked at the scene in front of him with a gloomy expression. A large number of displaced Luobi herdsmen had to drive their property - cattle, sheep or horses, followed by one or two dilapidated cattle carts. , pulling tents, sheepskins, household items and other sundries, supporting the old and the young, moving slowly towards the west in groups like floods on the floodplain. The panicked herdsmen were already quite tired at this time, but the pressure of survival forced them to grit their teeth and stand tall, not daring to stop at all, and continued to move westward.
Watching Besang continue to gallop forward on horseback, the guards and staff behind him also clapped their horses and raised their whips. A group of iron cavalry rolled up a cloud of yellow dust. The further forward, the larger the fleeing team became. The wide road had already Being tightly packed by the fleeing crowd, Bessan and his party had to leave the road and enter the rugged wilderness.
"Commander, we can't go any further. The forward troops of the Tanghe people are less than fifty miles away from here. Maybe their scouts have already arrived in this area." Secretly observing the livid-faced general, he rushed to Bei with his horse. The staff officer in front of Sang had the courage to take the reins of the coach's horse. I have never seen the coach with such an ugly face. Even if he failed to interfere in Mote's internal affairs, the general was calm and composed. Unexpectedly, today the general was like a volcano covered by a layer of soil. If he touched it, it would burst out enough to destroy everything. Flames that burn to pieces.
Holding the horse's footsteps, Besang used his eyes to look eastward. He could even vaguely see thick smoke rising into the sky in the distance. Maybe the Tanghe people were burning their own people's tents or stockyards, maybe It was the Tanghe people who were lighting a bonfire to prepare their dinner. At this time, they completely regarded themselves as the masters of the Tengger Grassland. This feeling was like a steel knife thrust into Besang's heart.
"Which unit is the vanguard of the Northwest Army?" Taking a deep breath, Besang tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart and asked in a dumb voice.
"Come back to the commander, according to the scout's report, the vanguard should be the Guards Division of the Northwest Army." The staff officer replied cautiously.
"Guards Division? Li Wufeng is willing to use his protective magic weapon as a vanguard?" Besang asked in confusion, "Are you sure?"
"It should be right, it's the Guards Division. The scouts have repeatedly confirmed it, and it's consistent with the news coming back from inside." The staff member answered affirmatively.
Slowly turning his head back to the east, Besang's deep voice contained anger that was about to explode: "Didn't Li Wufeng pride himself on being a noble person from a civilized society? Didn't he often boast that he loved the people as his own children, regardless of race, ethnicity or gender? ? Doesn’t the Northwest Army claim to be strictly disciplined and without committing any crimes? Why are they imitating us barbarians and doing such heinous things? "
Glancing at the commander's face with some embarrassment, the staff officer calmed down and then whispered: "Commander, these things were not done by the Northwest Army."
"What? What did you say? Wasn't it done by the Tanghe people? Could it be that our tribesmen burnt their own houses and stockyards after eating enough to support themselves?" Besang's stern eyes fixed on the face of the answering staff officer, It seems that he wants to find out what happened.
"Well, we took a look at the situation. The Northwest Army basically did not participate in looting and burning. The people who did these things were basically the Motes. They followed the Northwest Army as flank cover. Well, it is said that before the Motes joined the war I once asked Li Wufeng to ask for some compensation as compensation for being squeezed by us for so many years. My subordinates are thinking that maybe Li Wufeng acquiesced to their request, but we have indeed not discovered that the Northwest Army was involved in these things." He was sweating profusely. The staff officer did not dare to look directly at the commander, "The Northwest Army is advancing steadily now. In addition, the Motes are all cavalry. Their mobility is better than that of the Northwest Army, so they have more time to do this."
Besang took a breath of cold air. He was sure that such tricks and methods were definitely not something that the Mote people could come up with. It was clearly Li Wufeng who secretly instructed and even ordered the Mote people to act like this. In this way, the relatives of the clan The forces in the northwest can completely push these evil consequences to the Mote people, and Li Wufeng's notoriety on the Tengger Grassland has been covered up. Now the tribesmen scattered in the east are frightened by the vicious behavior of the Mote people, and His own conscription and mobilization order has not even been fully conveyed to the grassroots. This not only disrupted his own deployment, destroyed his own mobilization plan, but also caused the refugees to move westward crazily. At this time, the livestock were getting fat. In good times, no one of the herdsmen would be willing to abandon their livestock and escape, but faced with the swords and guns of the Mote people, they had to flee. The direct consequence of this was that a large number of refugees poured into the west, which put great pressure on the herdsmen's pastures in the west. Conflicts between small tribes will soon be exposed. They compete for pasture, water sources, and everything needed for survival. The entire Eastern Expedition has already fallen into chaos before it has time to set out.
And taking advantage of this chaotic situation, I don’t know how many spies from the northwest took the opportunity to sneak in. If they create more chaos and conflicts, I am afraid that I will be exhausted without starting a fight. Thinking of this, Besang couldn’t help but smile bitterly. This Li Wufeng They used all kinds of methods. They not only cleverly exploited the revenge psychology of the Motes who have been suppressed by their own nation for a long time, but also pushed the bad reputation to the Motes. In the future, the hatred between the Motes and their own people will probably be It can never be resolved, and this is probably the situation that Li Wufeng is most happy to see.