sinovels Chapter 1253
Chapter 1253
Chapter 1253
New Delhi, Victoria Palace.
In the luxurious conference room decorated with solid wood, more than [-] people sat around the long conference table.
On the north side of the conference table, a gray-haired woman with her neck stiffened, her expression was serious and her eyes were unusually determined, but under the table, her hands were tightly clenched, as if she wanted to insert her nails into the flesh of her palm.
At this time, the news of the defeat on the Eastern Front had reached Xindeli.
From her unbelief at the beginning, to the subsequent shock and panic.
Although he looked calm on the surface at this time, he was actually panicking in his heart.
She never dreamed that things would develop to this point.Before, she estimated that there would be fierce battles, but the sauce soldiers were all telling her that it would be absolutely fine whether it was on the eastern or western fronts.
In this season, even if the powerful enemy in the north wants to take action, the troops that can be mobilized are very limited.
Especially on the Eastern Front.
They believed that for the enemy, the roads there were worse than on the Western Front, and logistical supplies could support troops of a few thousand at most.
This is also the reason why they played so beautifully but withdrew their troops voluntarily.
At that time, there was no railway transportation, and it was entirely dependent on two roads, which could not support continuous combat at all.
However, no one expected that Shan Guo would stab him fatally from the flank.
The expected imaginary enemy did not come to an end, but contained the vast majority of their troops on the western front, and Shan Guo took advantage of it.
Led by Li Yuanchao and Ding Dacheng, they used the super mobility of the wheeled armored vehicles to carry only a small amount of infantry to form the arrows of the assault.
Without waiting for the follow-up large troops, it took only eight hours from crossing the border to arriving behind the Indian army in Assam!
We set off at dawn in the morning, pulled out three enemy strongholds along the way, and advanced more than 400 kilometers along the winding road at [-] o'clock in the afternoon.
The enemy didn't react at all, and was blown out of the chrysanthemum...
When the news was sent back to Xin Deli, everyone was dumbfounded.
All the generals who talked so eloquently before the war shut up.
Sitting on the main seat, Xin Dila looked at the dull conference room, feeling extremely depressed, but she knew that she could not lose her temper, and losing her temper at this time was meaningless.
Keeping calm, Xin Dila took a deep breath: "Everyone, now is not the time to pursue responsibility. The main army on the Eastern Front has been defeated. We must come up with countermeasures as soon as possible, otherwise..."
Everyone understands what happens 'otherwise'.
After the elite mobile troops on the eastern front were annihilated, there was no large-scale organized field force for thousands of kilometers east of Uttar Pradesh and Madhya Pradesh.
The nearest heavily armed city is Allahabad.
If the enemy is allowed to reach Allahabad in one breath, it means that they will lose a quarter of their territory.
At this time, an old man with a big beard and a wrinkled face stood up and said: "Your Excellency, colleagues, the most urgent task now is to take countermeasures. We must quickly deploy an army to block the invaders to the east of Bengal."
This is actually nonsense, and everyone present knows that someone must be transferred to stop it.
But where and how many people will be transferred?There is a way.
Immediately after the old man finished speaking, someone picked up his words: "Now there are twelve divisions around the capital, with more than 20 people, can it be..."
Before the man could finish speaking, someone immediately objected: "No! Based on the current situation, more than 10 people must be needed to block the attack of a single country. Even if the garrison of Allahabad is included, at least the troops in Xindeli Transferred three divisions, more than 5 people..."
Speaking of this, the man looked at the woman sitting in the middle: "Your Excellency, don't forget who our opponent is! He is a world-recognized military strategist and a master tactician. What if this was a conspiracy from the beginning? Once We took away the troops, and the enemy suddenly went south, what should we do?"
In an instant, everyone in the conference room shut their mouths.
In fact, this is exactly what everyone is worried about.
No one can afford the responsibility of deploying troops to reinforce the Eastern Front and leaving the capital defenseless.
And this is exactly where Father Lin is brilliant.
Bluffing, eyeing.
Let the enemy not figure out where his real ultimate move is.
On the part of Xinde and Li, either let the Eastern Front be corrupted, and the army of the single country will drive straight in.
Or risk the capital being threatened and fall into a dilemma where you can't make a choice.
In fact, this is not a clever strategy, and everyone in this meeting room can see through it.
It's just seeing through and seeing through, but there is still no way to crack it.
Still the same sentence, the name of a person, the shadow of a tree.
In the same situation, if someone else is the commander in chief, the atmosphere in Xindeli's conference room will certainly not be so depressing.
Even though the current intelligence shows that there is no large army stationed on the western front, no one can guarantee that the capital will be 100% safe after the deployment of troops.
Until then, the old man who spoke at the beginning spoke again: "It's really impossible... let's transfer troops from the south~"
India and Dudu have a national standing army of 100 million people, which are scattered and stationed across the country at ordinary times.
At this time, in order to fight the Pakistani army, most of the troops were assembled on the western front and near the capital.
There are more than 50 troops in total.
The eastern front is dominated by Bangladeshi guerrillas, and the number of Indian troops is less than [-].
The main force defeated by the single country before has lost more than half, and the others are scattered all over the place and are retreating to gather.
However, based on the current feedback from the front line, the single army has a large-scale mechanized force, and its marching and assault speed is very fast.
The remaining troops of the Indian army are mainly light infantry. Unless the enemy is stationary, it is difficult to complete the tactical assembly.
As for the guerrillas in Bangladesh, it is even more impossible to count on it.
Although these people have obtained a lot of equipment from the Pakistani army, their training level and combat will are far behind.
It's okay to fight at their home court, but it's fine to point them to stand up at this time.
Xin Dila looked deeply at the old man who just proposed.
Of course she knew what the troops left in the south were for.
Since ancient times, South India and Du, where the Deccan Plateau has dominated, have had their own independent language and culture system.
It was because of the Yinguo colonists that they were forcibly kneaded together.
It is still in a state of listening to the tune but not listening to the announcement.
The former kingdom of Hyderabad is just an example, including Kerala, which was targeted by Du Fei this time, which was the kingdom of Malayalam in the past.
Therefore, even if there is a war in the north, Xindeli will still leave enough troops in the south to take precautions.
If these troops are moved, what will be the consequences?
The best result is to mobilize the troops, defeat the single army, and the south does not move, and everyone is happy.
The second is to defeat the single army, and there is turmoil in the south, which is barely acceptable.
The most unacceptable result is that the southern troops were transferred to the past, defeated by a single army again, and the south fell into rebellion.
Thinking about the result, Xin Dila couldn't help but feel his scalp tingle.
But no one can make up her mind for her, she has to make a decision.
Xin Dila felt like needles pricked her temples, but she couldn't show fatigue on this occasion, she had to persevere and be strong!
After a while, Xin Dila said in a deep voice: "Okay, let's transfer troops from the south~" He said and looked at the row of military uniforms on the left: "The details are handed over to the military. I have no other requirements. Be sure to hurry up." !"
After a decision was made, the meeting adjourned quickly.
The old man who spoke first returned to the downstairs office, lit his pipe as if nothing had happened, and after taking two puffs, he reached out to pick up the phone: "Hey, as you wish... Of course... Happy cooperation, I have always believed in His Royal Highness generosity of..."
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The other end is far away in Hyderabad's manor.
Ailul received the news a few hours later, and Xin Deli finally decided to draw troops from the south.
This made him extremely excited. As for the extra money of those old guys, it was worth it in his opinion at this time.
Usually hundreds of thousands of dollars per year is normal, but this time it is a different price when we talk about it at a critical moment.
However, whether it is 300 million U.S. dollars or 500 million U.S. dollars, it is insignificant compared with the re-establishment of the Hyderabad Kingdom.
All he had to do next was to wait patiently.
The previous victory of the single army in Assam strengthened the confidence of Erul.
He believes that these troops drawn from the south are not single-handed opponents, and they will definitely go and never return.
As long as these troops are gone, he can raise the banner.
At the same time, it is [-] kilometers away from Hyderabad.
Just after annihilating the main force of the enemy army, Li Yuanchao and Ding Dacheng took a short rest in place, waiting for the follow-up infantry to catch up.
This battle was fought quite simply and neatly, because it unexpectedly pierced the enemy's back.
Coupled with the powerful firepower of the tank destroyer transformed from an eight-wheeled armored vehicle.
With just one face-to-face encounter, the main force of the enemy was defeated.
The real battle actually lasted only two hours, and the follow-up was to clean up small groups of stubborn enemies, and then to capture prisoners in batches.
Even in Ding Dacheng's original plan, once the battle became anxious, the northern allies would take the opportunity to go south, forming a situation of two-sided attack.
Unexpectedly, the enemy did not persist to that step at all, and even the follow-up infantry could only catch up with cleaning the battlefield.
Assam, Dispur.
Inside a two-story masonry building, Li Yuanchao and Ding Dacheng looked at the map and discussed the next step.
Ding Dacheng said: "According to the plan, we overfulfilled the first step, and the next step is to go south to Dongba immediately before the enemy reacts..."
Li Yuanchao nodded, he knew his position, Ding Dacheng was a veteran on the battlefield, he was above him in terms of ability and experience.
Besides, their journey here was originally a part of the whole battle situation, and now Ding Dacheng's asking for his opinion is just a gesture.
As for why he went to Dongba, Li Yuanchao knew it well.
There were three divisions of the Pakistani army that had just surrendered.
These people were transferred all the way from Xiba, and they were all imprisoned after surrendering, a total of 7 to [-] people.
If these people are rescued, rearm.
Li Yuanchao's troops along the way can reach 20.
Li Yuanchao and Ding Dacheng didn't point to how much combat effectiveness these people exerted.
Instead, they wanted to take advantage of the humiliation they suffered after being captured, and the resentment suffocated in their hearts.
Don't forget that Li Yuanchao's real purpose this time is to fish in troubled waters, to make money out of fire, and to search for capital.
Originally, this 'bad guy' was to be Li Yuanchao, but the plan did not change quickly.
Now that there is a better tank, Li Yuanchao just picked himself out.
Therefore, regarding going to Bangladesh to rescue the Pakistani army, the two hit it off.
But before departure, there was another question, what to do with the prisoners.
A total of more than 2 people, nearly 3 people.
Ding Dacheng definitely didn't want to care about it, so he simply dumped it on Li Yuanchao: "Yanchao, what do you plan to do with these prisoners?"
Li Yuanchao was no longer the former Wuxia Amon, with a ruthless look in his eyes, he said lightly: "Uncle Ding, our military rations are limited and we can't support these captives. I think it's better to hand them over to the locals directly. They are all from our own family..."
Ding Dacheng shuddered, and took a deep look at Li Yuanchao.
Once again, I realize that the young man in front of me is really not the same child as before.
Really a hero, cruel and merciless.
Handing over the captured Indian troops to the locals of the Northeast State is definitely a trick that kills two birds with one stone.
These places in the Northeast State are poorer than Shanbei, and they can't even feed themselves, so there is no food left to feed the captives.
What's more, the relationship between these foreign troops and the locals is quite tense, and conflicts often break out.
Li Yuanchao had another purpose to kill with a borrowed knife.
It is to let the locals break with Xindeli and completely cut off their retreat.
With this blood debt, Li Yuanchao can feel at ease.
Ding Dacheng pursed his lips.
Although it is said that righteousness does not protect money, compassion does not control soldiers.
But he still didn't like this kind of Li Yuanchao very much, but then he thought again, if he didn't have this ruthlessness, Li Yuanchao might have died in the deep mountains and old forests of Shanbei long ago.
Ding Dacheng raised his hand and patted Li Yuanchao's shoulder, turned and walked out without saying anything.
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Meanwhile, Sri Lanka.
On the turquoise Indian Ocean, Du Fei was sailing to Cochin City in the southern state of Kerala on a cargo ship.
Three batches of mercenaries had arrived in Kalabangda before.
Du Fei stood on the deck, the warm sea breeze blowing head-on, lifted his skirt.
After arriving in Sri Lanka from Xiangjiang, Du Fei didn't have to wait too long before he received the news of Shan Guo's victory on the Eastern Front.
This is what Du Fei was waiting for, and immediately began sending the mercenaries from the frontline base to Kerala in batches.
The previous three batches had a total of more than 700 people. This time it was the last batch, which was almost as strong as a reinforced battalion.
There were more than 500 people before and after.
Only more than 100 elites among these people will go to the Padmana Temple with Du Fei.
Others will support in the rear after Ailur raises the flag, causing the effect of flames.
To lure those local forces who wait and see to the end.
Once a prairie fire is formed, it will be difficult to clean up the mess.
Du Fei was thinking, while looking to the northeast, the coastline in the distance loomed.
Hundreds of years ago, Portuguese colonists followed this route to reach the western coast of Indus.
A few hours later, Du Fei's boat arrived at the port in Cochin City.
The preparatory work was done before, and there were no accidents along the way.
There was nothing wrong with the harbor either.
Du Fei and his crew came in the name of a European tour group.
On the surface, all formalities were followed, but in private, dollars were poured up and down the city of Cochin.
Although the people who collect the money are well aware that there must be something wrong here, but what does it have to do with them, if you have money, you don't make a bastard.
As for what happens in the future, they are not afraid.
Anyway, it's all formal procedures, and all the tourists who come here are elderly tourist groups from Europe.
As for why those mercenaries with 70-year-old certificates look only 30 years old, who knows? Foreigners look like that.
(End of this chapter)