They will never give the Liangzhou army a chance to win a quick victory.
Liu Zheng smiled and shook his head: "At that time, Huo Buqu will lead his men to pretend to attack Yuexi, and the enemy will definitely rush to help in large numbers. The Liangzhou army will retreat and seek second place, and actually occupy Qionghai!"
Several people were stunned when they heard this.
Occupying Qionghai? What’s the point?
Liu Zheng then continued and asked Qin Changfeng with a smile: "General Qin, does he still remember our battle at Loulan in the Western Region?"
Qin Changfeng was stunned for a moment, and then said in surprise: "The seven armies were flooded?"
"What?"
A group of people were shocked.
Flooded seven armies!
The Yuexi Plain is twenty miles southwest of Qionghai. The terrain is slightly flat and low. Qionghai is the mother river for most of the Liangshan area. The Yuexi Plain naturally also needs water from Qionghai.
so.
Qionghai is in the upper reaches of the Yuexi Plain!
There is no doubt about the amount of water produced in Qionghai.
At that time, if the Liangzhou army occupies Qionghai, it will store water and wait for it.
By the time of the general attack, if the floodgates are opened, the plains across the west will become a vast ocean!
"good!"
Huo Buquli couldn't help but praise.
Liu Zheng had already used this trick of flooding the Seventh Army in the Western Regions, but the situation was different. At that time, he needed to mobilize his soldiers to burn ice and get water.
But now, water is readily available!
If that's the case, why can't it be like this? In war, do whatever you can to fight!
When there is enough water to disrupt the formation of the Yuexi Plain, it is time for the Liangzhou Army to start galloping!
Huo Buquli said excitedly: "My lord, this is a wonderful plan! It happens that after the Torch Festival every year, it rains heavily. I hope that God will do the same thing this year!"
Liu Zheng rubbed his temples and said: "The premise of everything is that this time, Aluba must become a great Bimo. Otherwise, just wash up and go back!"
Huo Buquli chuckled, "As arranged by the adults, Huo Bu is ready. When the time comes, our Big Bimo will surely amaze everyone!"
Liu Zheng smiled: "It depends on tomorrow."
Everyone agreed and then left.
At this time, the bustle around Qionghai had begun to calm down.
Occasionally I think of the unbearable roar of the waves in the grass.
These young men and women have no idea that a war that will change the situation in Liangshan is about to come.
The next day.
The official Torch Festival has finally begun.
In order to follow the local customs, Liu Zheng, Qin Changfeng, Pei Yanran and others also put on their favorite national costumes.
On the first day of the festival, there was no competition, so people just caroused.
Kill cattle and sheep, drink wine and eat meat.
Liu Zheng and others naturally want to be with those big bosses.
Shama Zhuoyi, Baorize, and a group of others were all happy again, at least in terms of face.
Very lively.
There are all kinds of musical instruments that Liu Zheng has never seen before, tools that he has never seen before, and accents that he has never heard before.
"Sir, it will be fun when we get to the altar later." Huo Buquli laughed softly beside him.
Liu Zheng nodded.
Next to Qionghai, a large altar has long been set up. According to the procedures of the Torch Festival, someone will light a fire with flints here according to the ancestral method, and then Bimo will chant sutras and offer sacrifices to the fire. Then everyone present will
Use this holy fire to light the torch and illuminate every corner to drive away evil things and achieve good luck.
So.
Here comes the problem.
At this time, there were eight great Bimo in the Liangshan area.
Who will chant?
This is the time for each ethnic group, the Great Bimo, to show off their magical powers.
Everything is loaded on the first day.
This program is the most attractive.
Whoever looks the most divine will be devoutly worshiped by the people of Liangshan.