Wanwan is not Wanwan: Who will spoil you after you are reborn?

Guerrilla tactics are all about striking unexpectedly and catching the enemy off guard.

They struck at a time when the enemy had no idea whatsoever.

The sole objective is to disrupt the enemy's operational deployment and distract them.

Launch an attack where the enemy deems it least likely to be attacked, then quickly retreat and relocate.

When the enemy relaxes their vigilance, follow-up detachments will launch one, two, or even three attacks.

When the enemy thought there would be further surprise attacks, they changed positions and repeated the same tactics.

To put it simply, it's haphazard and disorganized, without any discernible pattern.

This tactic is most likely to wear down the morale of an army.

In battle, one must strike with full force at the first attempt, then weaken at the second, and exhaust oneself at the third.

Even the best-tempered person would be driven to the brink of madness by such a furious fighting style.

The premise is that guerrilla tactics squads must be small but elite, have extremely fast reaction speeds, and have excellent overall coordination.

Only by retreating quickly before the enemy can react can the sustained strength of the operation be guaranteed, and the greatest chance of victory be achieved with the least casualties.

During the Battle of the Snowy Mountains in Northern Xinjiang, apart from the soldiers led by Gu Beichen who suffered no casualties, the other small teams that participated in guerrilla tactics all suffered casualties, or even the entire group was wiped out.

This demonstrates the importance of good teamwork.

The three began to arrange personnel for the battle formation, while Shen Wanwan and the others watched quietly from the side.

Nangong Wanning's eyes lit up as he listened, but he dared not speak again.

She had to save face for herself in front of Wanwan.

After an unknown amount of time, soldiers hurriedly entered the tent.

"Reporting to the General, breaking news!"

Japanese warships are currently less than 30 miles from our coastline!

More than half an hour later.

"Reporting to the General, breaking news!"

The soldier stopped abruptly at this point and did not continue speaking.

Xu Tao glanced at Gu Beichen before glaring angrily at the soldier and saying, "What are you doing, stammering like that?"

The soldier swallowed hard. "The Japanese warships have been anchored less than 30 miles from our coastline for half an hour. Because we are unsure of the enemy's movements, we have been hesitant to report."

"The boat has been stopped for half an hour?"

Xu Tao was slightly taken aback and looked at Gu Beichen and Xie Moxuan, "What does Japan mean by this? Are they not planning to launch a full-scale attack and land today?"

This is definitely a good thing!

Gu Beichen pondered for a moment: "Regardless of the Japanese's intentions, let's proceed according to the original plan."

Although the true purpose of the Japanese move is unknown, it means that Nan Yao has gained extra time.

Whether it's the evacuation of civilians or the refinement of tactics, there will be more time to make proper arrangements.

……

The Imperial Palace of Japan.

The Emperor stood guard beside the Empress's bedchamber, his gaze fixed solemnly on her.

Her stunningly beautiful face, with its sickly pallor, was alluring yet evoked a sense of pity in those who saw her.

"Don't worry, our Yu'er will be fine."

The Empress's eyes were filled with deep worry, "But I'm afraid..."

She stared intently at the ever-burning lamp on the table.

That is the eternal lamp on Cangjin Island.

Upon learning that Cang Jinyu had secretly led his troops out to sea, the Empress immediately ordered her servants to bring his ever-burning lamp and place it on the table in her bedchamber.

Half an hour ago, the ever-burning lamp suddenly started shaking violently and gradually became smaller.

The diva was terrified.

Fortunately, although the candle flame shrank, it did not go out completely.

otherwise……

“Yu’er is our heir and the next monarch of the Great Eastern Empire. How could I stand by and watch him get into trouble?”

The Imperial Advisor couldn't save his own life; it was his own fault for being incompetent, and he deserved it!

But he shouldn't have taken over Yu'er's body!

He had already discovered that the sudden death of his father was the work of the Imperial Advisor.

The desire to check and balance the Grand Preceptor has always been there, but a suitable opportunity has not been found over the years.

More importantly, the Grand Preceptor is too powerful, and he needs the Grand Preceptor's help to succeed.

He always believed that only with the assistance of the Imperial Advisor could he achieve the great cause of unifying the entire five continents.

But just two hours ago, his men discovered the Grand Preceptor's biggest secret at the Grand Preceptor's residence.

In a way, he should thank the person who killed the Imperial Advisor.

Otherwise, he would still be kept in the dark.

For so many years, the Imperial Advisor has supported Japan's unification of the world and the Cang family's ambition to become the world's hegemon.

In reality, the Grand Preceptor's feelings towards Japan were never genuine; what he wanted was for the entire continent to become his sacred ground, and for all living beings to become his sacrifices.

Upon learning the truth, the Emperor was filled with hatred!

In Japan, everyone knows he is the emperor, but no one knows that his position as emperor is merely nominal.

He had long since become the puppet of the imperial advisor.

He'd had enough of this humiliation!

In the past, he could not contend with the Imperial Advisor and could only obediently follow orders.

Times have changed. When he learned that there was an opportunity to ensure that the Imperial Advisor could never recover, he did it without hesitation.

……

Inside a room on a Japanese warship in Cangjin Island.

Cang Jinyu was pale, one hand gripping his neck tightly, the other pulling hard on his ear.

Their ferocity was akin to a shrew wrestling in the street.

Two souls are fighting over one body, neither willing to give in.

They took turns controlling their bodies, experiencing the pain of being choked and having their ears pulled.

"Damn it!"

The Imperial Advisor was furious; he had never been so humiliated in his entire life.

His strength was once so great, yet now he can't even compete with a mere ant.

Little did he know that this kid's soul had been nurtured to be so powerful!

If I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have used dragon energy to nourish this kid's body in the first place.

However, without the nourishment of dragon energy, given his already weak condition, he would be no different from a piece of trash and would not even be worthy of his attention.

Not to be outdone, Cang Jinyu cursed, "You old monster, you're the one who deserves to die!"

"Arrogant brat, how dare you insult this old monster!"

Cang Jinyu spat, "That's exactly what I'm talking about!"

You've brought this upon yourself, and now you want to steal my body? Did you even ask for my opinion?

"You're courting death! I'll crush you!"

"Crush me to death? Who said they wanted to devour my soul?"

If you really have that ability, why would you want to compete with me for my body?

"If you're so capable, go and possess the body of the War God, King Qin, of the Southern Yao Kingdom!"

"Do you think I don't want to? That's a body forged by the power of lightning..."

Before he could finish speaking, the Imperial Advisor realized what he had said and immediately regretted it.

He was so angry that he blurted out the truth.

He did indeed want to possess the body of the Prince of Qin of Nanyao Kingdom. How could an ordinary body compare to a body forged by the power of lightning?

However, with his current strength, it wouldn't be easy for him to seize control of that body.

More importantly, that person was also hiding an ancient divine dragon, and...

Suddenly, a tearing pain came from the depths of the Imperial Preceptor's soul.

"what!"

The suffocating pain made him lose control, and he no longer had the desire to possess anyone.

"Damn it!"