The first thousand two hundred and ninetieth chapters have long been prepared
"Report!"
The messenger stumbled into the command room, knelt on one knee and said loudly: "Your Highness, the sea... the sea..."
After taking a deep breath, he smoothed his breath and continued: "Your Highness, a large number of ships have appeared on the sea and are approaching our military station."
Di Xin raised his head, but there was not much surprise on his face.
"Have you found out whether it's a merchant ship or an enemy force?"
The messenger swallowed his saliva and said with difficulty: "The ships found did not dare to get too close, but they can be vaguely identified. Those ships are warships."
"and……"
"The flag hanging on the ship seems to be the enemy's flag."
Di Xin nodded slightly and continued to ask: "Approximately how long will it take?"
The messenger replied: "Your Highness, it will take less than half an hour."
Seeing that Di Xin still looked calm and calm, he couldn't help but ask: "Your Highness, what should we do?"
"What's the rush?"
Di Xin chuckled softly and said with a smile in his eyes: "Haven't we already made preparations?"
"ah?"
The messenger was stunned for a moment, but seeing that His Highness the Crown Prince had no intention of explaining, he did not dare to speak any more.
"Okay, let's get down!"
Di Xin waved his hand and ordered: "Inform everyone on the boat to return to camp."
"yes!"
Under the influence of Di Xin, the messenger's mood stabilized, and he stood up and retreated.
In these years, he has never seen His Highness suffer a loss on the battlefield. Now that His Highness has a plan, all they have to do as soldiers is follow the orders.
Di Xin closed his eyes slightly.
Behind the screen, Song Qianwei walked around and walked behind Di Xin, raising her hands to massage him.
Smelling the familiar aroma, Di Xin did not open his eyes. He was just about to relax for a moment when he suddenly asked: "When did you learn the massage technique?"
Song Qianwei's pretty face turned red, and she couldn't help lowering her voice and replied: "I learned this from Sister Xizi the day before yesterday. She said that it can make His Highness relax."
"I'm determined."
Di Xin held Song Qianwei's hand and pulled her down in front of him.
"ah!"
Song Qianwei exclaimed, her body subconsciously followed Di Xin's movements and fell down, but she said: "Your Highness, the massage is not finished yet!"
Di Xin stopped Song Qianwei from getting up and blew a breath of hot air on her earlobe.
"When I was learning, didn't Xizi tell my concubine about the gentleness of massage?"
"ah?"
Song Qianwei reacted and asked cautiously: "Did I use too much force? I will use less force this time."
"No."
Di Xin held her hands down and said with a smile, "Just stay with me for a while."
"What if someone comes in?"
Song Qianwei gently pushed Di Xin's chest, reluctant to let go, but also afraid that outsiders would see their ambiguous posture.
The smile on Di Xin's lips became even bigger.
"Don't worry, no one will come in."
As he spoke, he waved his hand, and a qi jet flew out of his sleeve and hit the half-open door.
With a soft bang, the door of the command room closed directly, and then the latch fell down.
Lock the door and no one can come in.
"But……"
Song Qianwei became a little anxious when she saw it, and pushed Di Xin's chest harder.
"But isn't the enemy about to attack soon? What if the camp is attacked? As the commander-in-chief of the expeditionary force, shouldn't His Highness be commanding the defense at this time?"
Di Xin still didn't let her leave his arms.
Smelling the fragrance of Song Qianwei's hair, he explained softly: "The preparations that need to be made have been made long ago. All we have to do is wait."
When Song Qianwei heard this, her body gave up.
She didn't want His Highness to waste the opportunity by lusting after women, but since His Highness had already prepared, she was naturally willing to be more gentle.
During this expedition, although she and Xizi were still with Di Xin, various military affairs meant that although they could see each other every day, they did not have many opportunities to express their feelings.
Therefore, even though I know that now is not the right time, I still act selfishly.
After Di Xin felt that the person in his arms was not struggling, his body relaxed.
After fighting for so many years, he has already understood a truth.
If you cannot control the rhythm of the war in your own hands, failure is not far away.
Therefore, no matter whether the battle is big or small, he will only fight according to his own rhythm, and sometimes he will forcefully create opportunities even if there is no chance.
Just like this time.
The importance of the bridgehead camp is self-evident.
In addition to those warships, most of the expeditionary force's production lines are located here in the camp. Once they are damaged, the consequences will be disastrous.
Of course, the same should be true for Dashi.
Therefore, in the silent tacit understanding between the two sides, in order to prevent their homes from being stolen, the two armies of Dashi and Dali always kept a large number of troops in various camps when advancing on the front line.
When the number of troops stationed in the camp is reduced enough to enable a surprise attack, the large armies of both sides should have already fallen into the quagmire of war in the frontline camps they established.
By then, there will be no chance of raiding and stealing homes.
However, the rhythm of this type of battle is in the hands of both parties at the same time.
In other words, according to this battle rhythm, Di Xin can make some secret arrangements, and the same is true for Dashi.
At that time, with the trump cards that no one knows, the outcome will become the biggest suspense.
And Di Xin obviously didn't like this.
So the current situation has emerged.
Yes, he did it on purpose.
Luoke Mountain is very important, but it is not important enough to capture it at the risk of emptying the rear troops.
Even if he had to, he could draw men from troops stationed at other garrison points rather than deploy them all from the camp.
Yet he still did it.
After being dispersed, nearly half of the 90,000 elite troops he brought to Nanyang were stationed in the passes or mines, leaving only 50,000 elite troops in the bridgehead camp.
Then, 40,000 elite soldiers were taken away by An Junshan and Ouyang Xuan respectively.
Moreover, they went to Luoke Mountain where there was no time to come back for help.
There are only 10,000 elite soldiers left in the bridgehead camp.
It is worth mentioning that the team that secretly monitored the bridgehead camp was left by the food army that originally planned to ambush the expeditionary force when it left.
Before the bridgehead camp was fully established, it was this expeditionary force that attacked and harassed the troops.
Because the warship was blown up by several rounds of artillery fire from the expeditionary force, after they found that they could not do anything to the expeditionary force, in order to prevent being dumped, they chose to evacuate before the front line had advanced much.
The remaining manpower is responsible for secretly monitoring every move of the Dali Expeditionary Force and reporting back.