Baturhun sat on the throne of the alliance leader, and the leaders below slowly realized that something was wrong, he used the war to eat away at everyone's power, but the alliance leader's power was getting bigger and bigger.

If they didn't listen to him, they would be taken out alone to resist the Chinese army, and the leaders of the various tribes swallowed the bitter fruit of their own brewing with hatred, and watched the Dzungar tribe override them step by step.

The advance of the Jingbei Army was slow, and they needed enough time to ensure the safety of the occupied areas, because this would be their food route in the future.

Xia Wanchun's demand for steady and steady progress was contrary to Yan Yingyuan's idea, which wanted to quickly capture several large cities in Dzungaria and paralyze their national system.

This is the experience of fighting Manchuria, after Shenyang was taken, the Manchurians scattered all over the place became a plate of scattered sand, and they were self-defeating.

Xia Wanchun has been in the desert for a long time, of course he knows that this idea will not work, first of all, the nomads on the grassland do not have a central system, they gather together is a force of soldiers and horses, as long as Baturhun is alive, he can gather a large army at any time.

And the end of the rash advance is that Moxi is full of stragglers who attack and harass their own transport team, and when the time comes, the heavy grain and grass will become the meat on the board of others, and transporting grain is a disguised enemy.

Fighting in the desert, the Jingbei Army has a considerable right to speak, coupled with the support of Yang Zhan and Zhang Huangyan, Xia Wanchun has the confidence to debate with Yan Yingyuan.

When it comes to the battlefield, no one can make an arbitrary decision and cannot listen to any opinions. Because this matter must not be mistaken, a small miscalculation could lead to the death of hundreds of thousands of people.

Yan Yingyuan lowered his head and pondered, admitting the disadvantages proposed by Xia Wanchun from his heart, but he also had his own thoughts, if Baturhun was allowed to continue to develop like this, the strength of Dzungar would become stronger and stronger. Because it is impossible to advance long distances in Moxi. It's full of deserts and no-man's land, and countless herders will turn into enemy armies, and it will cost a lot of national power to advance into the camp, and there is a Rakshasa country that will join the war at any time.

The First Battle of Moxi was destined not to be easy, and the last glory of the nomads was not comparable to those miscellaneous fish in the South Seas.

On the plateau, many soldiers suffered from altitude sickness, headache was the most common symptom, often in the forehead and both temporal throbbing pains, especially at night, when the camp was constantly wailing.

Even the students who came out of the best medical hall shook their heads and were helpless, the Jingbei Army was fine, and those soldiers from the south were especially prone to illness.

Xia Wanchun looked at the people in the tent, nodded frequently listening to Yan Yingyuan's words, and said in a deep voice: "No matter what, we can't be greedy for merit, when the Duke of Qi entered Linzi or retreated to Huai'an, it was because it was taboo for soldiers to go deep alone." These Dzungars can't beat and run on horseback, and we are not familiar with the terrain and cannot chase them at all. At that time, I am afraid that I will be helpless after repeated attacks, and over time, I will be tired and prone to major defeats. ”

Yan Yingyuan did not feel resentful at all because of the words of his juniors, his mind was also on the war, Xia Wanchun said very objectively, these people are all people who have their families and countries in mind, and muttered: "In this case, there is only one way, that is, to transport the soldiers who are guilty of mountain disease back to Shaanxi and Gansu to transport grain, and be responsible for rear affairs." I led my troops to advance step by step, and the Jingbei Army had many cavalry, which could attack from all sides and annihilate the enemy's main force. After the battle, we withdrew to our front and kept eating away at the Dzungar resistance. ”

This can be regarded as an expedient measure, which is faster than Xia Wanchun's step-by-step encroachment, but it will not destroy a country in a few months like Nanyang.

The desert has always been a banner, and for thousands of years, people have kept popping up, crossing the Great Wall to kill and loot, and it is worth it to completely solve this matter, even if it takes decades.

Yang Zhan's Sichuan soldiers are very adaptable to the desert, they have been training in Wulianghai in Jingbei for half a year, and their subordinates are equipped with a lot of war horses, and they have long wanted to test the combat power of the cavalry. ”

"Lay down Hami first, make a bridgehead, and see what else they have to take it back!"

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Hami land across the north and south of the Tianshan Mountains, forests, grasslands, snow-capped mountains, glaciers in the north of the mountains are integrated, the Hami Basin in the south of the mountains is an oasis on the alluvial plain, surrounded by the majestic Gobi Desert.

In addition to the delicious melons, the geographical location of this place is also very important, located at the junction of Junggar and Jingbei, which can be used as a place to store grain and soldiers.

Most of Hami's buildings are built with local materials, sand and soil, even for local wealthy families. The architectural style of the house of the Dzungar general Chuhur Ubashi who guarded Hami is very different from that of the Central Plains, the courtyard circle is very large, but it is surrounded by only a half-human high sand and earth wall, and everything in the courtyard can be seen from a distance.

As soon as you enter the house gate, you will be greeted by a long corridor, the long corridor is just a wooden frame, which is full of grape vines, and the bunches of ripe grapes hang between the branches and leaves, heavy, red sandalwood, tempting mouthwater.

Chuhuer Ubashi was wearing a robe with white cloth and black edges, a hat with a round-edged peak, a necklace of unknown material hanging around his neck, a felt blanket and a futon in front of him, and a few small tables, and a few cases with fine wine, meat, melons and fruits.

Chu Huer Ubashi's eye sockets were deep, and he looked a little gloomy, and after looking around, he said: "The Han people have arrived in Hami, which was once the territory they robbed, and the traitor of the beggar emperor Zhu Yuanzhang has ruled Hami for a hundred years. Now they are going to war again, we are not the soft eggs of the Khalkha, and our territory is never allowed to be touched by others. ”

Several nobles on the side glanced at each other, and they all felt that this person was crazy, and now they were not ready to withdraw, and retreated to the west of the Gobi to avoid the edge of the Han people, and they even wanted to fight with others.

The million-strong army was placed there, and what did they do desperately, just with the sand wall of Hami, a few cannons were flattened.

If you can win a battle by saying something impassioned, this kid is a good hand.

Chu Huer Uba's eyes swept around, taking in everyone's reactions, and said coldly: "The big war is coming, I won't hold my brother back, if anyone starts a war and becomes a coward who escapes, I will kill him first and then fight the Han people." ”

Chu Huer Uba's tone was resolute, he was already determined to live and die with Hami, and the only thing he was afraid of was that this group of wall grasses were not firm in their minds.

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