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Chapter 30 The Final Blow (1)

Wu Ming sat down gently, tapped the table with his fingers, and then raised his head for a while, and said slowly: "Although we are not sure whether the British will do this, we can't be confused when we win. I want to divide the reserve corps into two regiments and advance east along the south bank of the Kelantan River, while monitoring the British army in Dahan Mountain and protecting the flanks of the advancing corps."

"I agree." Liu Haotian nodded and said embarrassedly: "We are indeed a little confused by victory and ignore the British's reaction."

"Haha, the progress of the advance corps was beyond my expectations." Wu Ming comforted: "It seems that before the rainy season ends, there is no problem with our army's control. If the British army really dispatched troops from Dahan Mountain, the process of the war will be greatly accelerated and our victory will be in front of us."

"Yes, British soldiers have lost their courage. There is no difference between soldiers who have lost their fighting will and a group of unarmed civilians." Liu Haotian said with a smile: "I suggest sending another telegram to the Advance Corps to remind them to pay attention to the British reinforcements south of the Kelantan River."

"Well, you think of going ahead of me this time." Wu Ming nodded in admiration, "How is the progress of Liu Cheng's detachment? Let them pay attention to Lan Zhang's defenders. If Guaraji is not easy to conquer, let them divide their troops eastward and southward to block the fleeing enemies step by step."

"Now everyone knows that the war can no longer be fought." British commander Ball seemed to have grown a lot aged a lot, and said to Widow with a wry smile: "But the country still requires us to do our best to support it. At least not to be too ugly. They want to use the lives of the soldiers to establish a more favorable position for the negotiations to begin immediately."

"I am deeply shocked and saddened by the current war-weariness of the troops!" Widow said sadly: "As soon as the ship transported the troops left the port, they were destroyed, so they had to drag it back for repair. The soldiers were no longer willing to fight for the honor of the British Empire."

Ball looked at the cloudy sky outside the window and the constant rain. He said helplessly: "I ordered the Dahan Mountain troops to draw 3,000 people, and the Lanzhang defenders to draw 1,500 people to attack Guaraji and respond to the troops north of the Kelantan River."

"Yes." Widow nodded and agreed, turning around and leaving.

"Wait." Ball reached out and called out Widow, and instructed: "Let them move forward carefully, and then order the Dahanshan defenders to strengthen their vigilance. The morale of the soldiers has declined. We can no longer withstand the major blow."

Anti-war and terrorism began to spread from the public to the army. This was not a day or two. But recently, with the victory of the National Liberation Army, this phenomenon and thoughts have become increasingly fierce. British troops stationed in various places are unwilling to go to the front line to fight. Because they know that the British government has already been on the agenda for autonomy to give Malaya, and it is a matter of time before they withdraw from Malaya. If they ignore their life and death, let the war continue. They may regard the military and national leaders as enemies. This is a meaningless war. Is it just to protect and maintain the privileges of the Malays? This is ridiculous.

When the man-destroyed merchant ship returned to the port and the soldiers who destroyed the ship were taken away by the military police, they said in grief: "We have no grudges and grudges with the Chinese in Malaya. They have never hurt our country and family. We have no reason to fight with them, and we are even less willing to die for the Malay bastards who want to enjoy privileges!"

The National People's Liberation Army's continuous political propaganda and fierce offensive, one soft and one hard, finally successfully disintegrated the fighting spirit of the British army and completely shattered the dream of colonizing Southeast Asia, the old empire in Britain.

The anti-war wave in mainland Britain was sweeping across major cities across the country at this time, and protesters had a fierce bloody conflict with the police. The news media broadcast to every family under the title "The war in Southeast Asia is causing a civil war in the UK". Mike, the cripple captain who was injured in the Malayan War, complained: "We disabled people who fought for the honor of the motherland, were not respected after returning to China. It can be seen that this war is not popular. Ending this war is ending the pain and shame of Britain!"

The British government, riding on the back of the tiger, is now difficult and difficult to seek a decent withdrawal from Malaya. First, the National Liberation Army rejected the British government's request for on-site ceasefire negotiations, insisted on holding formal negotiations in a neutral third country, and as an independent political system, it was an equal dialogue with the British, and it was not up to the time of ceasefire that the British were most concerned about.

"The British army in Dahan Mountain has been dispatched." Liu Haotian read the telegram sent back by the scouts and said to Wu Ming: "Would you let the support troops block the British?

Wu Ming pondered for a long time and shook his head gently, "The British army is already depressed, and when it is blocked, it will retract its turtle shell, which is very unfavorable for our future battle. My opinion is to let it go first, then attack from behind, press them towards the Kelantan River, and our entire army will be dispatched to fight to the full annihilation of this reinforcement force. In this way, the defenders of Dahan Mountain are no longer able to attack and can only defend the death."

"The last blow of the rainy season offensive." Liu Haotian looked at the sand table carefully and nodded in agreement: "Then give this offensive a perfect end!"

"Maybe it's not this offensive, but the entire Malayan War." Wu Ming corrected with a smile: "After this battle, the British will probably sit at the negotiating table honestly, right?"

"What else can we negotiate? Just get out." Liu Haotian curled his lips, "Just relying on the prisoners of war in our hands now, the British can't be tough."

"Then I'll issue an order and go out now!" Wu Ming waved his hand with a smile, lowered his head and looked at the sand table carefully.

Liu Haotian agreed and turned away, as if he heard Wu Ming whispering to himself such a thing as Dien Bien Phu.

In order to strengthen the strength and status of the negotiations, the British government faced the response of the National People's Liberation Army and did not want to sit down and negotiate immediately after a crushing defeat. At least they also wanted to reduce some losses or win a small victory. Just for this goal, the defenders of Dahan Mountain drew up three thousand troops and carefully advanced towards Guaraji. First, they lifted the siege of Liu Cheng's detachment, and second, they could pick up the defeated troops and retreat across the Kelantan River.
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