Three Kingdoms: Wolong's brother-in-law, tricking Liu Bei into seizing Jingzhou

Xiao Fang suddenly realized what was happening and quickly looked at Ma Su:
"Hmm, not bad, indeed a brilliant strategy to defeat the enemy?"

Then Xiao Fang changed the subject and said:
"However, although the Nanai River is narrow, it is not so narrow that warships cannot turn around."

"Fritz is an expert in naval warfare, so naturally he wouldn't let his navy rush up in a swarm and then wait for us to launch a fire attack!"

Xiao Fang's calm questioning left Lu Xun speechless.

He scratched the back of his head, unable to answer for a moment.

After a long pause, Lu Xun finally spoke slowly:
"Prime Minister Xiao's considerations are indeed more comprehensive."

“That’s right. People like Fritz are skilled in naval warfare, so how could they not be wary of us using fire attacks?”

"I think I've oversimplified things."

The excitement on the faces of the generals vanished instantly, replaced by deep worry.

Xiao Fang frowned and said:
"Since Fritz and Ronan will be prepared, how will this fire attack be carried out?"

"He tries to defend, but I have ways to make it impossible for him to defend against."

Just as everyone fell silent, Ma Su smiled mysteriously and revealed his thoughts.

All eyes were on Ma Su, hoping he could offer a solution.

Ma Su then began to explain in detail:

"We first sent a grain transport fleet as bait, deliberately revealing our presence on the Nain River to lure Fritz's navy into intercepting us."

"At the same time, a batch of fire ships were secretly hidden in concealed places."

"When Fritz's navy is lured by the bait and pursues our ships, our army will quickly set fire to the fire ships and launch a surprise attack from the side."

"Because the Nain River is narrow, the enemy warships will have difficulty adjusting their formation and will inevitably be surrounded by the fire ships."

"We can also use the characteristics of the river to set traps to further restrict the movement of enemy warships."

"For example, by setting up iron chains or wooden stakes in narrow sections of the river, the enemy can be trapped in the narrow sections of the river."

"In this way, the fire ships can wipe out the enemy's navy in one fell swoop when the enemy is trapped."

As soon as Ma Su finished speaking, the tent erupted in commotion.

"You Chang's plan is truly ingenious and ingenious, it's absolutely brilliant!"

One person exclaimed excitedly.

"That's right. With this plan, the Parthian fleet was stuck in a quagmire. All their paths to turn around and avoid my fire ships were cut off, leaving them with no choice but to wait for their doom."

Another general echoed this sentiment, his eyes filled with admiration.

"Wonderful, absolutely wonderful!"

"The brilliance of this plan is truly breathtaking!"

Everyone praised it, and the atmosphere was incredibly lively.

Upon seeing this, Lu Xun solemnly cupped his hands in a gesture of respect, his face filled with admiration.
"I never imagined that Youchang would have such profound and insightful views on naval warfare."

"I have truly benefited greatly from his words today and have learned a great deal."

Upon hearing this, all the generals showed expressions of admiration, and the atmosphere in the tent grew even more intense, as if an invisible force was surging within them.

Xiao Fang suppressed his admiration, his expression hardening, and exclaimed with delight:

"Boyan, listen to my command! You are hereby ordered to immediately lead the navy northward, and proceed strictly according to the plan without fail!"

"promise!"

Lu Xun readily accepted the order, his voice loud and clear, displaying the demeanor of a great general.

……

Three days later.

Fritz led the Parthian army, sailing his warships in a grand procession to the Nain waters.

The scene was magnificent, with banners obscuring the sun and warships like a forest.

After successfully landing at Baiyang Port, the army quickly set up camp and prepared for battle.

Following Ma Su's brilliant strategy, Xiao Fang cleverly set up camp for 50,000 troops inside and outside Nain City, remaining inactive and waiting for the enemy to tire themselves out.

They waited quietly for Fritz to make his move, as if an invisible net had already been cast.

As expected, after Fritz's army landed, they quickly set up camps stretching for five miles, with tents extending in an endless line, creating an extremely imposing sight, as if they were about to devour Nain City in one gulp.

Surprisingly, Fritz remained inactive for several days. They did not launch an attack, as if waiting for something, or perhaps plotting a larger conspiracy.

Just as Fritz's army was landing, Parthian general Ronan made his move quietly.

He led 7,000 elite Parthian naval troops and more than 200 warships of various sizes, and under the cover of darkness, quietly passed the civilian ships in the Nain River basin.

They moved upstream like ghosts, their movements so stealthy that they were difficult to detect.

……

It is located a hundred miles upstream from Nayin.

The setting sun was like blood, and its afterglow shone on the river, making it shimmer.

On the river, nearly a hundred grain ships are slowly sailing south downstream, their hulls swaying gently with the current, as if telling of the weariness of their journey.

Surprisingly, the naval warships protecting the grain amounted to only about thirty vessels, which seemed rather meager compared to the massive grain transport fleet, as if a gust of wind could blow them over.

On the warship, Lu Xun and Zhuge Dan stood side by side, their eyes fixed on the river, their expressions serious.

It turns out that Lu Xun had already taken over the position of naval commander from Zhuge Dan.

However, this battle was of great importance. At Ma Su's suggestion, Xiao Fang specially transferred Zhuge Dan to the navy to assist Lu Xun in this battle, hoping that the two could work together to achieve victory.

"Will the Parthians really venture upstream to plunder our supplies?"

Lu Xun frowned slightly, a hint of worry in his eyes. After all, this battle was of great importance and could not afford the slightest mistake.

Zhuge Dan smiled slightly and said confidently:
"You Chang is exceptionally intelligent and resourceful; he has never been wrong in his words. Don't worry."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a sentry suddenly cried out in panic:

"Parthian warships have appeared to the due south!"

Lu Xun's spirits lifted, and he quickly focused his gaze to examine the object closely.

Sure enough, on the horizon to the south, countless warships rose up like dark clouds, sweeping up the river with overwhelming force.

The enemy flags fluttered brilliantly in the setting sun, as if announcing their arrival to the world.

"Indeed, Youchang is indeed a brilliant strategist, truly admirable!"

Lu Xun clicked his tongue in admiration, his respect for Ma Su growing even stronger.

Zhuge Dan gripped his iron halberd tightly, his expression becoming extremely solemn, and said earnestly:

"I have heard that this man is a rare and wise general in the world."

"Fritz sent him, so we can't underestimate him. We must be on high alert and deal with him with all our might."

Lu Xun's expression was solemn, his gaze resolute, and he shouted:

"Send a signal to Wen Zhongye immediately, instructing him to prepare for the upcoming battle."

On the flag, the signal flag fluttered like the wind, conveying an urgent order.

On the shore, a flag also began to wave rapidly, as if in response, as if telling of the impending war.

"It is truly an honor for me, Lu Xun, to be qualified to fight you."

Lu Xun pondered to himself, a determined light flashing in his eyes.

"Let me show you my strength, Lu Xun..."

Five li to the south.

More than two hundred Parthian warships were sailing in a mighty procession, their hulls cutting through the waves with an imposing presence.

On the warship, the "Luo" flag fluttered in the wind, as if demonstrating against the enemy.

"Marshal Luo, look! That looks like Xiao Fang's ship provisions!"

One of his officers pointed ahead excitedly and shouted.

"Look at the quantity! The Marshal is indeed a prophet!"

Another subordinate echoed him, his eyes filled with greed.

Ronan's lips curled slightly upward, his calm demeanor concealing a confident air of masterful planning.

He looked around and saw that there were more than 30 Han army warships protecting the grain, and he couldn't help but feel secretly pleased.

The battle flag bore the character "Lu," as if proclaiming the dawn of victory to him. (End of Chapter)