Rebirth of the Flying Era

Next to the renovated winding mountain road, a few meters away stood a mountain man holding a shovel or pickaxe.

When these people find that the road is in bad condition and has been damaged by continuous rolling, they will repair it immediately.

In order to raise these people, Li Yuanchao has mobilized the people in the area to the limit.

Fortunately, this is not corvee service in ancient times, and Li Yuanchao did not hesitate to spend money.

All these workers are paid, and given the local living standards, the wages are quite generous.

Instead of complaining, these people were very happy and wished they could work for a few more days.

The long line of armored vehicles was the first batch of troops to enter Shanbei.

Just like when we went to Northern Gaoli, all the serial number marks were removed. The vanguard consisted of 500 armored vehicles. In addition to the four crew members on the armored vehicles, there were also ten fully armed infantrymen, totaling 7,000 people.

Behind them were the following infantry units, totaling four divisions and 67,000 men.

These people are now nominally under Li Yuanchao's command.

In addition, half of Li Yuanchao's original troops were placed on the southern front to prevent the Zhengfu army from taking advantage of the situation.

The other half, a total of 45,000 people, entered the Northeastern state together as an association.

The total strength of both sides is 120,000.

Conducting military exercises near Mandalay is purely an attack on the east and the west.

All attention is now on Dongba.

Shan Guoliang is keeping an eye on the situation in Mandalay, fearing that the powerful Lebanese aid Korea will take sudden action.

But he didn't expect that the real killer move was hidden in the mountains and jungles to the north.

Xin Deli didn't think about it. He only knew that he would learn from every adversity. According to the lessons of the last failure, he strictly guarded the east and west routes across the Himalayas.

I felt anxious, praying that the nightmare I had had would not happen again.

…

Xindeli, the Victoria Palace on the hillside in the center of the city.

In a luxurious Mughal Empire-style palace, a woman in her fifties wearing traditional Indian clothing sat on a finely crafted calfskin sofa with a serious expression.

Next to her, sitting in the single seat of the sofa, was a dark-skinned old man with gray hair and firm eyes.

On the other side were two officers wearing green military uniforms, with big beards and very imposing figures.

The woman narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at the report in her hand. After a moment, she raised her head and said, "Is the news accurate?"

The old man said: "It has been confirmed. 'Zhang' went to Chengdu in the name of the frontline commander half a month ago, and then immediately went to Lhasa..."

The woman's face was gloomy and she said solemnly: "Do you think this is putting pressure on us, or are you really planning to take action against us?"

The woman looked at the two officers.

The two did not exchange eyes. One of the older officers said: "Your Excellency, please forgive me. Based on past experience, we cannot ignore any statement from the north."

The woman's eyes flashed with haze, and she turned to ask: "How is the situation in Dongba?"

Another officer immediately said: "Our plan went well. The enemy's main force in East Pakistan has surrendered. Just as we expected, there is a disparity in strength and no hope of victory. They gave up resistance."

The woman nodded and breathed a sigh of relief: "Very good. Next, we will immediately mobilize the main force in the east to defend north. At the same time, we will strengthen the attack on the west front. We must force Karaqi to bow his head in a short time."

Everyone present understands that the key now is time.

In order to prevent accidents, they must force the enemy to admit defeat in a short period of time, end the war, create established facts, and prevent others from intervening.

After another moment of discussion, the two officers withdrew, leaving only the woman and the old man.

The woman let out a sigh of relief, and her mood was extremely complicated at this time.

Ten years ago, the father she thought was omnipotent and as powerful as a god suffered an unprecedented failure.

This failure completely crushed him, and he died of a stroke the next year.

Now it's her turn to face the enemy who once gave her nightmares.

There was an urge for revenge in her heart, but more of it was shrinkage and fear.

But no matter what, she had no way out.

The woman rubbed her temples tiredly: "What did Mosco say?"

The old man pursed his lips: "They promised to contain Meguo, but..."

The woman was not surprised. In fact, she had not expected Moscow to solve the problem from the beginning.

It is the best situation to be able to exchange money with Meguo people.

She stood up from the sofa and said energetically: "This is not surprising. The Meguo people are mainly focused on Southeast Asia. They have no ability or determination to open up new battlefields. As long as Moscow takes a tough stance, they will definitely make wise decisions. Choice. But our neighbors to the north are not so easy to talk to, and they will not watch us weaken Balkistan."

At this point, she looked at the old man with a deep and appraising gaze: "We must resist this time! No matter what the cost."

The old man could feel that the woman in front of him was determined, firm and unquestionable.

The old man stood up and bowed: "Sir, as you wish, victory will definitely belong to the great Niheru Gandhi."

…

The next morning, the border between Shanbei and Indu.

Assembly camp twenty kilometers from the border.

It has been three days since the first forward troops arrived here.

All armored vehicles are covered with leaves to maintain radio silence.

At this time, the forward camp had assembled 300 taels of tank destroyers, plus 30,000 infantry.

Twenty-five thousand of them were Li Yuanchao's men.

After appearing in an acting show in Mandalay a few days ago, Li Yuanchao returned to the north without stopping, using a double to stay in his hometown to hide from others.

He himself came to the frontline base to join the people from China.

In the temporary command post, Li Yuanchao was dressed in military uniform, with sharp eyes and full of momentum.

Next to him was a man in his forties, short in stature and with wise eyes.

This man's surname was Ding, an old subordinate of Li Yuanchao's father. Li Yuanchao used to call him "Uncle Ding" when he saw him at home.

This time, Ding Dacheng was sent to partner with Li Yuanchao because of this relationship, so as to avoid smooth coordination between the two parties.

"Uncle Ding, I will listen to you on how to fight this battle. Just treat me as a soldier in front of you." Li Yuanchao's posture was very low.

After becoming a tycoon, Li Yuanchao became more flexible and flexible. He also understood the purpose of letting "Uncle Ding" come from home, so he made a full gesture from the beginning.

Moreover, Li Yuanchao also knew that Ding Dacheng's ability was far beyond what he could compare with. This time he was just playing support, and he didn't think about anything else.

As long as he can win the fight and don't act too arrogant, he will get the maximum benefit.

Ding Dacheng smiled and patted Li Yuanchao on the shoulder: "Yuanchao, you have really grown up! The princes of this area are amazing!"

Li Yuanchao said humbly: "Uncle Ding, don't make fun of me. I'm from a remote country, so I'm not a prince."

The two were chatting when a signal soldier suddenly ran in from outside: "Report!"

Ding Dacheng immediately stopped smiling, and Li Yuanchao also became nervous.

The signal corpsman handed over the latest information.

Nowadays, the entire frontline base is in radio silence. It can only receive messages but cannot send them. It is this news that is waiting for it.

Ding Dacheng took a quick look, a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes, without any fear, and he was happy to hear the battle.

He handed it to Li Yuanchao and said with a smile: "Yuanchao, the enemy has moved!"

When Li Yuanchao looked at it, his heart beat faster.

Because the operation in Dongba was extremely smooth, Xin Deli's defensive actions were also more active.

Once bitten, twice shy.

This time they were afraid of another battle to defend the capital.

After successfully capturing East Pakistan on the eastern front, they immediately handed over East Pakistan to local forces and mobilized elite troops to move north and stationed in Assam.

The straight-line distance from here to where Li Yuanchao and the others were ambushing was only two hundred and thirty kilometers.

If it is a mechanized emergency march, even if the roads in the Northeastern state are difficult to walk, one day is enough for an assault.

At the same time, more troops were massed on the Western Front.

Xindeli is just south of Yikou on the Western Front, with a straight-line distance of less than 600 kilometers.

In order to ensure the security of the capital and force Xiba to admit defeat, Xin Deli accumulated more than 400,000 troops on the western front.

In comparison, there are actually only more than 40,000 people behind the Simala Mountain.

There was a ten times difference in military strength, but Xinde Li never thought of taking the initiative to attack.

The last time I was beaten it really hurt.

This time they just want to pick up the soft persimmons, squeeze them and eat the meat firmly into their stomachs.

Unfortunately, they didn't know that the really sharp knife was not behind the snow-capped mountains, but in the small country to the east that they had never seen directly.

Ding Dacheng and Li Yuanchao looked at the latest information received and glanced at each other, both showing excitement.

At this time, a flank attack was launched to quickly eliminate the enemy's main force on the eastern front. The entire strategic plan was more than half successful.

Ding Dacheng was very straightforward and waved his hand: "Gather the troops and set off immediately!"

With one command, the entire camp came to life.

The soldiers who had been recharging their strength for a long time quickly took off the camouflage of the armored vehicle, started the vehicle, and were ready to go.

…

Two days later, Central Street in Hong Kong.

The electronic loudspeaker of the newsstand made a noisy sound: "Outside, outside! The latest news about the South Asian War, a single country crossed the border to join the war, and a fierce battle broke out with the Indian army in Assam..."

Many people gathered around the newsstand, picking up the newspapers placed outside.

If a war breaks out elsewhere, the people of Xiangjiang will not pay much attention.

However, Indu has a special relationship with Xiangjiang, which has attracted many people's attention from the beginning.

Just at this moment, a motorcycle suddenly came speeding from a distance.

Two iron racks stacked with newspapers and periodicals hung on the back of the motorcycle.

Above is the latest extra number that has just been printed.

On the page was a big shock sign: Shocked! In the decisive battle in Assam, the Indian army was defeated and suffered heavy losses. The commander-in-chief of the single army, who was far more powerful than Jiang Jun, announced that he had annihilated three divisions and one brigade, totaling 36,000 people, including 6,500 killed and 29,000 captured...

This sudden turn of events shocked everyone.

The person who the whole world was waiting for did not end up, but Cheng Yaojin appeared next to him.

Many people don't even know that this country exists in the world, and it has killed tens of thousands of Indian troops.

What a concept!

Just when most people were shocked, a small number of people suddenly realized it.

There are no miracles in the world. Any seemingly incredible result has its inevitable reasons.

It is not difficult to know what is going on in Shan country as long as you have a little understanding of it.

Why did a small, divided and impoverished country suddenly go into convulsions?

Not only was he bold enough to attack the most powerful country in South Asia, he was also possessed by the God of War, so he really won the battle!

It would be too slow to be aware of this now.

In a luxury hotel not far from the newsstand, Bush stood by the window and looked at the newsstand downstairs.

The newspaper just now had appeared in his hand in advance.

He had just returned to the United States before, and this time he transferred from Xiangjiang and returned to the capital, just to communicate and help Bakistan.

He didn't expect that he would read such shocking news in the newspaper just after arriving in Xiangjiang for one night.

Bush immediately understood what was going on, and there was no need for him to rush to the capital.

But he didn't expect that after regrouping and preparing for ten years, the Indian army would still pull its hips like this.

At the same time, he thought of Du Fei.

Others may not know it, but he knows Du Fei's arrangements in Shan Bei.

When Li Yuanchao left the capital, he went south to Shanbei and developed step by step. If you think about it carefully, it took two or three years.

Unexpectedly, it came in handy at this time.

A stab in the back, always fast and hard.

Because heavy troops were placed in the west, the main force in the east lost tens of thousands and was suddenly stretched thin.

However, Xinde Li did not dare to easily send troops for reinforcements.

After receiving the news, the originally low morale of the Pakistani army surged when they saw the hope of victory, which greatly increased the pressure on the Indian army on the western front.

If troops are further transferred from the Western Front, gaps will inevitably be exposed. I am afraid that the past will happen again and the capital will be shaken.

Therefore, if we want to reinforce the Eastern Front, we can only mobilize troops from the south.

And this is the real purpose of the man in Rongcheng.

Only in the emptiness of the south can Alul take advantage of it.

Once Ailul successfully rebels and announces the reconstruction of the Kingdom of Hyderbala, Xin Deli will understand what internal and external troubles are.

At this time, Bush could not understand such a big game of chess, but he subconsciously thought of Du Fei and immediately asked the entourage around him: "Where is Du Fei now?"

Bush had a hunch that his 'good friend' would not stay peacefully in the capital.

…

On the other side, on the edge of the Deccan Plateau, is a huge plantation.

This is Airul's secret base.

This huge plantation usually has more than 30,000 farmers responsible for growing cotton and grain.

On the surface, there are more than a thousand, heavily armed legal security teams, but in fact, more than half of the farmers here have been replaced by soldiers trained by Ailul in Bakistan.

The tanks purchased from Dufy were also hidden by him in the plantation's grain depot.

In the middle of the plantation is a dark red building.

Elul was in the lobby on the first floor, wearing a military uniform, a traditional turban, and a huge sapphire on his forehead.

In front of him, there were four or five people standing on each side, all with excited expressions.

Not long ago, they received news of the Indian army's defeat.

This made the originally anxious Ailul and the others feel energetic.

After waiting for more than twenty years, I finally waited for this moment.

Now everything is ready, all we need is the east wind.

Elul's heart was beating wildly uncontrollably, and he was waiting for a message to be sent to Xin Deli's internal line.

In order to maintain this insider line that has penetrated into the top brass of the government, he spends hundreds of thousands of dollars every year.