PFC Chapter 2632 The Han army has a great general, Wu Qi leads the vanguard.
Chapter 2632 The Han army has a great general, Wu Qi leads the vanguard.
Chapter 2632 The Han army has a great general, Wu Qi leads the vanguard.
On the fifth day of the fifth month of the first year of the Tian Tong era, Bai Qi, the Tian Ce General of the Xingbei Road Tian Ce Army, fired the first shot in the campaign against the Qian.
Of the three armies, Bai Qi's legion was the only one that was already in position and ready to launch an attack without any rush.
Bai Qi's 200,000 troops, with Wu Qi and Zhu Quan as their vanguard, advanced directly towards Bailang Ridge.
This place was once the frontier of Tian Qi, the first line of defense for Tian Qi against Jiang Qian. However, it fell into the hands of Qian's army last year, and now it has become the front line used by Jiang Ziya to cover the northern flank of Da Qian.
In fact, Jiang Ziya himself was not stationed in the northern border of the Great Qian Dynasty, but rather on White Wolf Ridge.
The southern border of Da Cang and the northern border of Da Qian have been locked in a standoff for hundreds of years, and their defenses have long been quite mature. Not to mention that the two prefectures that originally belonged to Yangxi Road are still in the hands of Da Qian, guarding Da Qian's northern border.
On the other hand, because Tianwu surrendered to the Han, Xingbei Road fell into the hands of the Han, creating a huge loophole in their defenses.
Even though this is a flanking battlefield, the number of troops the Han Dynasty has mobilized here is definitely not comparable to that in the northern frontier. However, compared to the northern frontier, the problems here are still much greater. Jiang Ziya must personally oversee this area to feel at ease.
"Report!"
From where the vanguard of the Han army numbered 30,000, a scout on horseback galloped back from the front. He dismounted and knelt on one knee: "Reporting to the two generals, we are about to reach White Wolf Ridge in 30 li. The Qian army on the ridge has noticed our movements and is reinforcing their fortifications!"
Wu Qi reined in his horse and looked into the distance, where the outline of a undulating mountain range was faintly visible, stretching across the sky and earth.
“White Wolf Ridge…” Wu Qi murmured, a hint of solemnity flashing in his eyes that was hard for others to detect.
"General Wu, according to the information gathered by the Luo Net, not only is Jiang Ziya personally stationed on White Wolf Ridge, but also 40,000 elite troops, and another 20,000 farmers are stationed there to assist in repairing the fortifications."
"This is a tough nut to crack. Even if General Bai's main force were to be deployed, it's not certain that we could take it down!" Zhu Quan, standing beside Wu Qi, said solemnly upon hearing that they were about to reach White Wolf Ridge.
Today, Jiang Ziya's reputation throughout the world is absolutely at its zenith, and his fame is no less than that of any other famous general.
"Whether or not we can conquer it is General Bai Qi's business," Wu Qi said slowly, gazing in the direction of White Wolf Ridge.
"Our duty as pioneers is to explore the way, to cause trouble, and to keep Jiang Ziya from sleeping soundly."
As he spoke, Wu Qi turned his horse around and ordered in a deep voice, "Pass down the order: the vanguard battalion must advance at full speed. Tonight, I want to set up camp at the foot of White Wolf Ridge, as close as possible, so close that Jiang Ziya can see our campfire as soon as he looks up."
"Order!"
The scout mounted his horse and galloped away.
Wu Qi looked at White Wolf Ridge again. Dusk was falling, and the silent mountain was being swallowed up by darkness little by little. But he knew that there was a pair of eyes on the ridge, perhaps looking in his direction at this moment.
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White Wolf Ridge, Central Army Tent.
Although it was already night, the lights were still on.
Jiang Ziya, dressed in a blue robe, sat cross-legged before a desk, with several newly delivered military reports spread out in front of him. His face remained gaunt, and his eyes remained calm, as if nothing in this world could move him.
The tent flap was lifted, and a guard entered to report: "Grand Tutor, the vanguard of the Han army has arrived at the foot of the mountain and is setting up camp there."
Jiang Ziya nodded slightly, without raising his head.
"Who is the vanguard?" "Wu Qi."
Jiang Ziya paused slightly as he flipped through the military report, then continued reading with a calm expression.
This man is not well-known among the many generals of the Han Dynasty, and at most he can be considered a mid-level figure.
However, it was precisely because of Wu Qi last year that Tian Ji was able to stabilize his position under Ji Chengfu.
At the beginning, Tian Ji also lost several battles to Ji Chengfu, and it was under these circumstances that White Wolf Ridge was lost from Tian Ji.
But it was only after this that Tian Ji learned his lesson and began to heed Wu Qi's advice, which stabilized their western battlefield and prevented them from losing territory as they had in the southern battlefield.
Although this person did not hold a high position among the generals of the Han Dynasty, Jiang Ziya had already keenly noticed him and realized that he was by no means an easy opponent to deal with.
In Jiang Ziya's view, people like Wu Qi only lacked opportunity, not ability.
Jiang Ziya even sent someone to win this person over, but Wu Qi refused without hesitation.
Wu Qi was not only a military strategist but also a politician. He could see that Wang Yu had made him the Grand Commander of the colony. Although it seemed to be a low-ranking position, he was given both military and political power. Although he was in a low position, he was given great power. This was clearly a way for Wang Yu to cultivate him.
"Understood." Although thoughts were racing through his mind, Jiang Ziya remained calm and said so on the surface.
Upon hearing this, a general in the tent spoke up: "Grand Tutor, the Han army is advancing with overwhelming force. Bai Qi is personally leading nearly 200,000 troops behind us, while our army only has 40,000. Should we..."
The general's meaning was self-evident: before Bai Qi's main force arrived, he would use superior forces to wipe out Wu Qi's vanguard.
“Wu Qi is no ordinary man. Even if we win, our army’s casualties will be considerable. What if Bai Qi’s army arrives next?” Jiang Ziya shook his head and refused directly.
As one of the top commanders of his time, Jiang Ziya was very clear about his role on this journey: not to defeat the enemy, but to hinder them.
If he wins here, it won't have a fundamental impact on the overall battle situation. But if he collapses here, it will directly lead to the collapse of the entire battle.
Some generals wanted to say something more, but Jiang Ziya simply raised his hand to stop them, put down the military report, got up and walked to the tent entrance, lifting the tent flap.
Night had fallen, and the mountain wind was biting. He looked eastward, where faint lights were beginning to appear, one, two, hundreds, gradually merging into a flowing river of stars.
Those were the campfires of the Han army.
Jiang Ziya's lips curled up slightly, a faint smile that made it impossible to tell whether it was mockery or something else.
“Wu Qi…” Jiang Ziya said in a low voice, “He’s arrived quickly.”
He turned back to his desk, picked up the military report again, which contained information on Bai Qi's movements, the approximate movements of various armies including Xue Rengui, Guo Ziyi, Yue Fei, and Hulü Guang, as well as the direction of the large-scale mobilization of Han army supplies.
There are no secrets to mobilizations of this scale; the real problem is that the intelligence agencies of surrounding powers cannot detect them.
With multiple forces attacking simultaneously, Jiang Ziya, who was stationed here, was only facing one of them.
But this journey was enough to keep him focused on the journey.
Is this Wang Yu's plan?
Jiang Ziya shook his head gently, no longer thinking about it. He spread out a sheet of white paper, picked up a brush, dipped it in ink, and began to write a letter.