"Lord Ye, at this critical juncture, you must not be discouraged!" Wei Zhongxian calmed down and cheered up.

"Alas, this news is too unacceptable, the people of the Taiping Sect are definitely about to start an incident, but we can only sit here and watch them have nothing to do, how can you let us accept this reality?!" Ye Xianggao cheered up and said reluctantly.

"If you want to restore those two divisions, how long will it take to get to their original state?" Wei Zhongxian went straight to the point.

"I'm afraid it's very difficult not for a year and a half, they are the commanders of the entire division and regiment all of them were eliminated at once, not individually, and now they can only be reappointed immediately, and they can be restored to whatever state they want, and they can only wait for no one, but I am afraid that the other party will not be able to wait for us to take this step." Ye Xianggao gradually recovered from the shadow of the huge blow, and his mind gradually cleared up.

"The boat will naturally go straight to the bridge, and we will do our best."

Wei Zhongxian only felt the indescribable bitterness in his mouth, if the army could arrive earlier to cooperate with the Dongchang personnel according to the plan, maybe there would still be a glimmer of hope, and now he could only beg God for his blessing.

Just when almost everyone's eyes were on the Kansai Prefectures, no one expected that a beacon fire would be lit first at the westernmost tip of Beiloulan.

October is a season of good harvest, whether it is a herdsman who raises cattle and sheep, a farmer who cultivates the land, or a fisherman who hunts and fishes. In particular, the people of the five ethnic groups living on the shore of the Green Sea Marsh have put their most solemn festival in this season, that is, their grandest harvest festival, and they will use the most enthusiastic way to dedicate to the greatest god in their hearts, the harvest god.

This festival is also the best time for young men and women of the five ethnic traditions to courtship and find love, and young men and women who have performed the rite of passage can express their affection to their loved ones without scruples in these days, and once the two parties are in love, with the consent of the elders of the clan and the parents of both parties. You can get married.

Of course, the mercenary merchants will not let go of this rare good opportunity, merchants from Loulan, Comini, Free City, Indean, and the Western Regions came here a few days in advance, on the one hand, to buy the rich local products here, and on the other hand, they also brought various goods from their respective hometowns, including luxury goods, which were needed by the people of the five ethnic groups, and Mingzhu Town became the center of this transaction.

The town has long prepared spacious grounds and offers a variety of services. In order to meet the needs of merchants from all over the world who come to trade, there will be a large influx of people around the festival, so in addition to patrolling by the Five Ethnic Self-Defense Forces, a wing garrison stationed here will also patrol day and night to prevent accidents.

In this atmosphere full of joy and peace, there are also some strange situations that are incompatible with the festival. Sixty miles west of Mingzhu Town is the boundary of the Indean Kingdom, and at this time, a group of armed soldiers under the pressure of black have gathered there and are ready to go, they are all masked in black scarves. The cavalry was in front, the infantry was in the rear, waiting for the commander's order.

The young man at the forefront of the horse was Laval of the Dera family, with a smug look on his face, obviously proud to be able to command the operation, and behind him were two young men of similar appearance, also smiling, who were also close friends of Laval. The two brothers of the Shacheri family, known as the big and small Shacher, are next to them as a soldier with a fierce face. Dressed in a traditional Punjab robe, he has a scimitar hanging from his waist and long riding boots at his feet, which sets him apart from the others.

"Coming, coming, everyone."

The armed soldiers behind him were all cheering, and a few galloping horses in the distance kicked up a cloud of smoke and dust, which was the scout horses sent out to reconnoiter the situation. Even the Laval and Shacelli brothers were excited, these were scouts sent out.

And the elite soldier next to him couldn't help frowning, such a loose military discipline really couldn't help but make him feel embarrassed, as the elite escort of the Punjab tribe, he was very unhappy in his heart to cooperate with this gang of rogue rabble. It was the orders of the boss and the huge interests that forced them to come together, and they could only be cooperators.

The scouts brought back good news, everything is going according to plan, the self-defense force of the five tribes of the Green Sea Swamp is only 2,000 people, and it has only been formed recently, and the combat effectiveness is almost negligible, and now it is scattered all over Pearl Town to be responsible for maintaining law and order; The biggest enemy was a garrison wing in Shuangdui, and the 4,000-strong troops were not to be underestimated, but most of them were also attracted to the south by the men they sent out disguised as small horse thieves.

Since half a month ago, there was a group of horse thieves from the Xiloulan region from the south, constantly harassing the south of the five tribes of the Green Sea, there have been many caravans to celebrate the harvest festival have been looted, this news was soon spread to Mingzhu Town, cleaning up the law and order is the responsibility of the garrison, plus the Indian people in the west have always been very honest, at the request of the five tribes, a wing of soldiers only left a brigade to garrison, and the remaining four brigades of more than 3,000 people set off for the south two days ago, Look for that damn horse thief.

The gang of horse thieves was naturally "formed" by Laval's men, and their purpose was certainly conceivable. However, Laval even felt that even the previous move was redundant, because in this raid, in addition to the 6,000 private troops owned by the Dera and Shacheri families, after obtaining the consent of the chieftain, even the Punjab tribe's escort army made an exception to dispatch 2,000 troops, apparently also focusing on the target of this operation.

With such strength, Laval didn't take the Self-Defense Forces and the garrison in his eyes at all, in his opinion, even if it was a head-on confrontation, his own side would win, not to mention that he was in this state now, thinking of this, he felt more and more that his uncle was too old, so timid, I don't know how many opportunities he lost, the Della family was in his hands, and it was impossible for him to prosper and be powerful again.

After listening to the scout's report, the Laval and Shacelli brothers were overjoyed, the plan was so smooth, seeing that the fat was about to arrive, they just waited for themselves to get it, thinking of the rich treasures of the five tribes, gold and silver, and beautiful women, the eyes of the three of them couldn't help but redden, and exchanged glances with each other, Laval raised his hand and waited to issue the order to attack.

"Wait!" A deep voice next to him interrupts Laval's command (to be continued......)