Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 358: Not So Smart

Lin Feng quickly moved his telescope to see Nalan's expression.

Unexpectedly, Nalan seemed to have sensed something as well, and stared at Lin Feng in the camera with a frown.

His pale face turned pale.

Lin Feng observed all the conditions.

Seeing that all the troops were in place, he no longer hesitated and turned to nod to the messenger beside him.

The messenger immediately raised the red flag and began to send out flag signals.

Lin Qiaomei received the signal, raised her hand and pointed at Xi Niang, pointing at the catapult.

The next moment, a creaking sound was heard, and the catapult was pulled by the war horses and slowly compacted.

The soldiers quickly carried the lit kerosene cans into the slingshot basket.

Four soldiers were responsible for the two huge triggers on the side of the catapult.

The distance is set according to the scale on the catapult.

Jia Zheng, who was standing on the side of the catapult, shouted loudly.

"Three hundred steps, first test throw, launch!"

At a command, the four soldiers worked together to smash the trigger.

With a loud bang, the catapult threw the burning kerosene tank out with a huge roar.

Nalan stood on the watchtower, staring coldly at the Qingshui Army outside the camp.

She was waiting for the opponent's attack.

The team seems to be in good order, but its combat effectiveness is extremely strong.

But it would undoubtedly be difficult for these cavalry troops to break through their own camp.

Even if they managed to rush into the camp, they would be shot down by their own soldiers.

She had no idea what tricks Lin Feng would use next.

This was the first time that he was commanding Lin Feng to fight against the enemy head-on, and he felt nervous.

Keep encouraging yourself.

However, the next moment, a flash of fire flashed across Nalan's blue eyes.

In mid-air, a huge fireball roared and smashed towards the thick wooden fence that he had stabilized countless times.

Immediately afterwards, one fireball after another appeared in the air and landed and exploded near the camp fence one after another.

"What's this?"

It was the first time that Nalan saw the kerosene cans ejected from the catapult and he was horrified.

The first round of kerosene tanks did not hit the camp fence, but exploded on the land outside the camp, starting a large fire.

Although the momentum was shocking, it made many Tartar leaders feel relieved.

That's all, it looks impressive, but its destructive power is weak.

Just when everyone in the camp breathed a sigh of relief, a second round of fireballs rose into the sky.

"Isn't it over yet?"

Na Ren couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

This time was different from the previous time. The accuracy was much improved. Out of more than a dozen fireballs, four or five hit the camp fence.

Suddenly, the camp fence made of huge logs caught fire.

Nalan finally reacted and waved his hand quickly.

"Hurry up and get some water to put out the fire."

A Tartar leader immediately turned around and organized his soldiers to fetch water to put out the fire.

The burning kerosene exploded on the log fence, and the fire was extremely fierce.

Although the Tartar soldiers poured buckets of clean water on them, the effect was minimal.

As the fire grew more and more intense, fireballs fell from the sky from time to time.

The entire camp fence was nearly a hundred steps long from east to west, and fires were burning on the tall, thick and round camp fence.

Na Ren opened his mouth and laughed.

"Hehehe... This Lin Feng is really interesting. Nalan, your defense is totally useless... Hahahaha."

Nalan glanced at her brother helplessly.

This has caused the other party to break up, why is this person still laughing?

Sure enough, he's not very smart. Did his dad ask him to cause trouble for himself?

Nalan never believed that his brother had any mental problems. Since he was chosen as the successor by his father, it was impossible for him to have a poor brain.

Although they rarely meet.

Who knows, now it seems...

Oh, it’s better not to watch it.

"All cavalry, prepare! If anyone enters the camp, immediately overwhelm them."

Nalan shouted loudly to the Tartar leader below the stage.

"Ready your bows and arrows, wait for my command!"

She couldn't count on Na Ren, this guy was too unreliable.

As the fire surged towards the sky, there was no need to put it out, but to wait until the camp fence burned out and then repel the enemy when they attacked.

Both sides waited in silence.

The fire illuminated the soldiers' nervous faces.

Lin Feng was also at the rear of the army, on a slightly higher ground, holding up a telescope and carefully observing the extent of the fire.

While the fire was at its most intense, Lin Feng asked the messenger to give a signal.

The two thousand engineers standing behind the king's cavalry were ready to go.

After seeing the signal, Wang Qian waved his hand.

All engineers rushed forward immediately.

Everyone wore an iron hat, carried a bamboo basket on his back, and held a steel engineer shovel in his hand.

After three hundred steps, they rushed to the trench and began to shovel soil to fill it.

Nalan was on the observation deck, looking over the fire dragon and seeing it clearly, and he waved quickly.

"Dig in front of the camp, shoot arrows."

The Tatar archer immediately adjusted the distance, looked up, and released the fully drawn bowstring.

In an instant, a sky full of feather arrows soared into the air, drew an arc in the air, passed over the wall of fire, and fell directly into the group of engineers in front of the trench.

The engineer leader shouted: "Get down!"

All the engineers quickly squatted on the ground and tucked their bodies as much as possible under the iron hats.

Following a crackling sound, more than a dozen engineers began to wail.

The leader shouted loudly: "Dig the soil and fill the ditch!"

All the soldiers immediately stood up, rushed forward and poured the soil dug from the bamboo baskets into the trench.

Then he retreated a few dozen steps to both sides, bent down and continued to dig the yellow soil on the ground.

The two thousand engineers advanced and retreated in an orderly manner, their movements were neat, and these were all movements that were the result of countless trainings.

This was also achieved through repeated experiments by Lin Feng, using the least effort to dig out more materials.

After withstanding three rounds of Tatar arrow attacks, the trench was basically filled.

The engineer leader then directed another group of engineers to move forward and compact the soil, allowing many engineers following behind, who were carrying wooden boards, to cross the trench.

Place the planks across the trench at both ends.

Because the fill alone could not bear the weight of the chariot, many thick wooden boards were prepared as bridges.

In order to defend themselves, the Tatars have all retreated into the camp.

At this time, in order to prevent the engineers from filling the ditch, some soldiers broke open the camp gate that was burning with flames and rushed out of the camp.

Seeing this, Lin Qiaomei immediately ordered: "Fire in front of the Tartar camp!"

Several catapults threw out kerosene tanks.

When the Tartar soldiers rushed to the trench, kerosene cans fell from the sky, smashed into the group of Tartar soldiers and exploded.

In an instant, all the Tartar soldiers were covered in flames and ran around in panic.

Some rolled on the ground to put out the fire.

Lin Feng used his clairvoyance to see that more than a dozen thick wooden boards had been laid in the trench in front of the camp, and immediately gave the order.

"Let the chariots attack, the heavy armored battalion will follow, and the cavalry battalion will follow."

The messenger sent out a flag signal.

Xie Zhong had been looking in Lin Feng's direction from time to time and finally saw the signal.

"Tank battalion, three in a row, charge!"

Due to the limited width of the trench, only three tanks could attack side by side.

The chariot driver in front shook the reins violently, neighed at the horses and started galloping.

The chariots behind started to move one after another, and rushed towards the gate of the Tatar camp at intervals of more than ten steps.

At this time, the Tatar camp had been burned to the point of collapse, and any light cavalryman could use the power of their horses to knock down the camp.

Not to mention the chariot pulled by four heavily armored war horses.

The engineers then retreated to both sides, and the three tanks rushed into the Tatar camp with a dull whistle.

The Tartars' feathered arrows instantly covered the entire chariot, and the iron arrowheads made the armor clang.

But it couldn't stop the chariot from running faster and faster.

The engineers who retreated to both sides continued to build wooden bridges on the trenches to allow more tanks to rush across the bridges.

Forty chariots finally rushed into the Tatar camp with a roar.

Following closely behind was Li Hu's heavy armored battalion.

Three thousand heavily armored cavalrymen, armed with lances nearly ten feet long, rushed into the camp on their horses, following the chariots at slightly hurried steps.

Nalan had already come down from the watchtower, his men leading their war horses.

He jumped on his horse, raised his long sword, and loudly ordered the cavalry to charge forward.

Nalan was determined to fight to the death today rather than retreat a single step.