Since Zhao Shifeng blew up the bridge across the river, the Northern Allied Forces who were ordered to rescue the Wang family had to change their route to the west and find other ways to cross the river.
At the suggestion of Chu Feng of the Self-Administrative Committee, they detoured westward to Wushan, and finally crossed the natural chasm of the river through the Wushan Ferry on November 1, and arrived at the Jiangnan battlefield where corpses were raging.
These people did not choose to rest after crossing the river, but went south via Enshi, Xuanen, and Longshan.
Under the orders of the coalition commander Zheng Yangkong, they advanced eastward. After a night of rapid marching, they finally successfully penetrated into the Wulingyuan area east of Sangzhi in the early morning.
At midnight, the vanguard encountered a small group of black corpse troops on the way and had a fierce battle and won.
Afterwards, they joined the large army and set up a formation among the mountain peaks and valleys before the sun rose. Taking advantage of the favorable terrain, they annihilated the medium-sized corpse group consisting of 3,000 black corpses in one fell swoop.
At this time, a new order from the headquarters had not yet arrived, and the leading reconnaissance company of the coalition discovered a large number of traces of black corpses along the Lishui River, thirty miles south of Wulingyuan.
Zheng Yangkong speculated that a large force of the corpse tide might be gathering at the Tianmen Mountain line on the south bank of Lishui River, and could cross the river at any time to pose a threat to the coalition forces.
Zheng Yangkong had heard about the extremely large corpse groups in the Jiangnan area that easily numbered a million.
Due to the hasty gathering of manpower, many elite teams left Beijing to fight and failed to return. The number of people Zheng Yangkong brought from the north this time was only 14,000.
Fourteen thousand people are almost negligible compared to the super zombie group that can easily reach one million.
The ratio of human corpses has reached a terrifying one to seventy. Once there is a conflict with most of the corpses, the coalition forces will not have any advantage.
That night, the coalition frontline headquarters held an emergency meeting at the Wulingyuan temporary camp to discuss the next step of the troops.
Many of the mid-level and senior generals attending the meeting held their own opinions, and no one could convince anyone.
Several deputy commanders felt that the team should rest for one night in Wulingyuan. It was not safe to march at night in the zombie epidemic area. It was better to wait until dawn the next morning before making plans.
Zheng Yangkong hoped that the team could set off immediately and stay away from this newly formed bloody battlefield. Even if you really want to find a place to rest, you should stay as far away from the unknown corpse tide as possible on the south bank of Lishui River.
Others said that even if Zheng Yangkong was worried, a platoon of people could be arranged to stand guard at the foot of the mountain, and several reconnaissance teams could be sent to search back and forth in the townships between Wulingyuan and Lishui.
The duty team and investigation team report the situation every half hour to keep communication open. This way you can always sit back and relax.
Zheng Yangkong was not surprised by the negative voices in this meeting.
Since the coalition forces moved south, they have been in a state of constant maneuver. After receiving the news that the Wang family was asking for help, Cha Feng, the executive director of the Self-Government Association, immediately issued an emergency dispatch order.
They set out on a starry night and traveled day and night. After arriving at the Dabie Mountains in Jiangbei, they unexpectedly received the news that Zhao Shifeng had sent people to blow up the bridge across the river.
At that time, Zheng Yangkong really wanted to turn the gun and blast Zhao Shifeng's head to pieces across a mountain.
But war is not a child's play, and Zheng Yangkong is not allowed to have any personal emotions in his command.
Soon they received a message from Cha Feng. In the message, Cha Feng took into account the tight battlefield situation on the Western Front and told him to change his route to the west. He must cross the river from Wushan Ferry within ten days and get in touch with the Wang family garrison stationed there.
Zheng Yangkong understood at that time that Cha Feng was worried that the defenders in other places would follow suit and blow up bridges to protect themselves like Zhao Shifeng.
This time the coalition troops marched in a hurry and did not have many engineers accompanying them, so they could not quickly build a crossing bridge.
Zhao Shifeng has already made a bad start for other base forces.
Chu Feng hoped that Zheng Yangkong and the others could race against time and lead people across the river before the situation continued to worsen.
In this way, the coalition troops marched 1,400 miles westward without stopping, and finally crossed the river yesterday evening.
It was still four days later than Chu Feng's order.
During this two-week delay, the situation on the Western Front battlefield had quietly changed.
Not only did the wave of radioactive corpses in the Lianghu area move westward, but a regiment originally established by the Wang family at Wushan Ferry also disappeared.
In order to stabilize the defense line and lengthen it, and also to block the westward and northward path of the corpse tide, Zheng Yangkong did not let the team rest on the spot after crossing the river.
They rushed eastward for another two hundred kilometers, and finally found the location of the zombie wave vanguard in Wulingyuan, and at the same time fought a good battle.
Calculating carefully, the soldiers of the coalition forces had not slept a wink for seventy-two hours.
It's close to the limit in a war-like state.
Just now, the correspondent reported that he had made contact with the Wang family's local garrison.
The other side was extremely pleased with the arrival of Zheng Yangkong, and at the same time urged them to set off immediately to join them in western Hunan.
Now fate seems to have placed Zheng Yangkong and the Northern Allied Forces at a crossroads.
There are many forked roads in front of the intersection. On one side there are requests and urgings from the local garrison, and on the other side there is the hope of the subordinates to stop and repair.
At the same time, since the Dabie Mountains went westward, no new orders have been issued from the Shangfeng side.
Considering that the team was almost exhausted, most of them had not had a sound sleep for many days. It is understandable that most people are unwilling to continue running tonight.
But after all, Zheng Yangkong is not alone. He needs to be responsible for the 14,000 people under his command, so his vision needs to be more long-term.
The battle in Wulingyuan after crossing the river was the first confrontation between the coalition forces and the Jiangnan Corpse Group, and the information available was very limited.
During this month, they were busy traveling and had almost no time to sort out the information obtained from the Jiangnan battlefield.
Although the battle that took place in Wulingyuan was won, there were many objective factors for the victory.
For example, we are outnumbered, with only three thousand black corpses, but more than ten thousand coalition forces participate in the battle;
For example, the zombies were waiting for work, but they took the initiative.
A failure is not enough to learn enough lessons, but how much experience can be learned from a victory?
Not enough, this is totally not enough, absolutely not enough!
Since setting off, Zheng Yangkong has always had a tight string in his heart.
Because he never knows what kind of enemy he will face.
For example, the distribution of major corpse tides in the Jiangnan region;
For example, the number of corpse mutants in different zombie waves, the scale and type of special black corpses in the corpse group;
For example, how the zombies fight, is there any coordination between the normal zombies and the special zombies?
Another example is the super zombie king who is said to be making trouble in the south of the Yangtze River. What level of wisdom has he achieved?
They knew nothing about this, and Zheng Yangkong couldn't rest for a moment when he thought about it.
He felt like someone was lighting a fire behind his butt, urging him to move and move every moment.
Now that they first arrived in Jiangnan, they had only completed a small step in the support mission, and they were far from ready to take it lightly.
Tonight, the multiple reconnaissance defense lines deployed by all levels of coalition commanders on the north bank of Lishui seemed to be foolproof, but Zheng Yangkong understood that everything in this world was possible.
Camping on the top of a mountain would naturally give them an absolute advantage, but what would they do if they were surrounded by hundreds of thousands or even millions of corpses?
Even if the large forces can successfully withdraw in the end, what price will the coalition forces pay for this?
These are all things that Zheng Yangkong should consider as the leader, but right now he has no clue.
How he wished he could have a wise man named Zhuge Liang by his side like Liu Bei in the Three Kingdoms.
But the reality is skinny. These generals under him are good at charging into battle, but they are always a little bit boring when it comes to using their brains.
After more than a year of fighting since Advent, Zheng Yangkong understood a truth.
That is - there is no end to the black corpses.
Today's zombie tide may make countless mistakes, but Zheng Yangkong only needs one mistake to be sent to the eighteenth level of hell.
These brothers came here with him all the way from the north. How he hoped to take everyone back intact after the war.
Facing an unknown enemy, caution is the greatest respect for the battlefield.
This is the most basic quality of a commander and fighter, and it is also responsible for everyone in the team.
In contact with the Wang family garrison, Zheng Yangkong noticed that the other party repeatedly said that ordinary corpses were not to be feared. The most serious thing at present was the army of corpses that was holding Nanming Town.
Therefore, it is hoped that Zheng Yang’s Ministry of Air Force will arrive in Xiangxi as soon as possible to join them.
Ordinary corpses are nothing to fear. In Zheng Yangkong's opinion, this statement is not very credible.
Because if the zombie tide was really as vulnerable as they said, why did the Wang family defenders retreat again and again in front of the zombie tide? Why did Wang Shouye send an emergency signal to the Self-Government Council for help?
Moreover, the wave of corpses had just passed through the border of western Hunan not long ago, so why did they want to kill another carbine in Nanming Town?
After thinking about it, Zheng Yangkong still couldn't make up his mind.
He arranged for the people below to take the time to rest, and at the same time he returned to the camp and sat in silence in front of the campfire.
As the night progressed, Zheng Yangkong's guard, Xiao Chen, saw that the lights were still on in Commander Zheng's room, so he quietly opened the door and walked in.
Walking closer, I found Zheng Yangkong holding a pencil and writing and drawing on the paper.
In the center of the paper, many straight lines and curves of different shapes and lengths form a complex tree diagram.
Like a mutated spider web, the rough lines lead to different words at the end.
In these texts, the two words that appear most often are Longdongbao and Nanning.
"Boss, why don't you rest? Hey, isn't this our Nanming? I heard from Xiao Wang that the zombie tide there is quite popular now."
Xiao Wang was the correspondent who contacted the Wang garrison earlier. He and Xiao Chen were both from the southwest, and could barely be considered half fellow villagers.
Hearing this, Zheng Yangkong suddenly slapped his thigh.
By the way, why did you forget that there is a southerner next to you?
"Xiao Chen, are you from Nanming? Is your hometown from Qiandong?"
"Ah, no. I am from Jinzhu, and our family is Nanming."
"There is also a Nanming in Jinzhu City?"
"Yeah."
"Then let me ask you which direction Longdong Fort is in Nanming. Do you know?"
"There is an old mother in this village. She came over from Dalongdong. Dragondong is in the east of Nanming. It's a thirty-mile walk. It's just a short ride in a small car."
Nice romance
"Thirty miles to the east..."
Zheng Yangkong suddenly discovered that he had been wrong all along. The Wang garrison's narrative in the communication was reversed, completely misleading his judgment.
Nanming, which was besieged by a wave of corpses, was not the Nanming town south of western Hunan, but the real Nanming City, the headquarters of the Wang family.
That's not the frontline position of Longdong Fort. On the contrary, Nanming is the rear area of Longdong Fort.
Before setting off, the Longdongbao base was already besieged by a wave of millions of corpses.
So far, Zheng Yangkong has not received the latest news about there.
But think about it from another perspective, if Longdong Fort is not lost, how can the tide of corpses reach Nanming City behind Longdong Fort?
Now that Nanming City is trapped, why do the Wang family ask them to go to Xiangxi?
The situation is unknown, so do not move lightly.
Since the transmission in the Dabie Mountains, the coalition forces have lost the dynamic support of satellite Sky Eye.
They know nothing about the current situation on the Jiangnan battlefield.
One-sided words from the Wang family cannot be disbelieved, but they cannot be fully believed either.
Otherwise, the bases abandoned by the Wang family in Jiangkou, Xinhuang, and Yuping will serve as a warning to others!
Even if they listened to the words of the Wang family liaison this time and the army set off to join them in western Hunan, would the situation faced by the Northern Allied Forces be better than now?
No, it won't!
Will they, who are gullible to strangers, be betrayed by someone with a heart in an instant?
Will they, who are unfamiliar with the place where they live, "accidentally" break into the zombie wave?
It seems that this route to western Hunan is unreachable, and Wulingyuan is not a place to stay for a long time.
Thinking of this, Zheng Yangkong immediately rushed out of the camp and informed the entire army to assemble urgently.
He still remembered that when he was passing through Sangzhi County, there was a small mountain called Meijiashan.
Meijia Mountain is located at the bifurcation of two rivers in the upper reaches of Lishui River. There are rapid river valleys on both sides as natural barriers, making it the best place for repairs.
Before the real war comes, Zheng Yangkong needs to find as many local indigenous forces as possible to obtain more first-hand intelligence.
To survive in the coming battle, the coalition forces must ensure absolute initiative!
