Chapter 481 Old Immortal
Chapter 481 Old Immortal
After receiving the report, Wanyan Anxu immediately went out of the camp to greet him in person.
He was very excited. Baruxishi City was two or three thousand miles away from the imperial city.
I sent a fast rider who could travel 800 miles, with two riders carrying an urgent message.
It would take more than four days to reach the imperial city, and that was just to deliver the letter to the emperor.
How did Mr. Wen Gusun get here in six days?
This is his magical power, so Wanyan Anxu no longer cares about Lin Feng’s thunder.
Wen Gusun walked forward without saying a word and turned a corner in front of the camp.
He listened to Wanyan Anxu's introduction and kept walking forward.
Wanyan Anxu had no choice but to bring his guards and follow Wen Gusun, gradually approaching the Qingshui Army's camp five miles outside the city.
The captain of the guard was Yinjia Adian, who came close to Wanyan Anxu and whispered.
"Sir, if we go any further, we might alert the people from Camp Qingshui."
Wanyan Anxu shook his hand and told him to shut up.
When the cavalry arrived less than three miles outside the camp, Wen Gusun stopped.
His nose, hidden in his hair, twitched as he looked around.
Wanyan Anxu discovered that this was the place where they fought with the Qingshui Army, and it was also the place where his brave knight was blown to pieces by thunder.
There is a deep pit on the ground, which was caused by a thunderbolt.
Wen Gusun squatted on the edge of the pit and looked down blankly.
No one knows what he is looking at.
After a moment, he reached out, grabbed a handful of soil, and put it to his nose, sniffing.
After nearly a quarter of an hour, Wen Gusun turned around and walked back with the little dwarf.
Wanyan Anxu smiled bitterly, shook his head, and rode his horse to follow behind.
During these days, they have been confronting the Qingshui Army, but no major conflict has occurred.
It was just a small-scale collision between their respective rangers when they met by chance in the wild.
Each has his own victory or defeat.
Lin Feng also stayed in a small room, discussing something with Xi Niang.
The generals also didn't know when to launch a general attack on the Tatars.
The two sides have been in a standoff for seven or eight days.
They treated each other with caution. They were all elite warriors and no one wanted to suffer too much loss.
In fact, Lin Feng’s idea is very simple.
Since his thunderbolts are so effective, he could just make a few more and blow the Tartars' confidence into pieces.
Of course, it was because of the previous battle that his Qingshui Army lost 1,500 to 1,600 cavalry.
Lin Feng could not accept such battle losses.
The journey to the Tartar imperial capital is long, and if the number of troops is not increased, the casualties must be controlled within an acceptable range.
Therefore, Lin Feng brought Xi Niang and several other technical backbones of the catapult camp and stayed in the house to make sky mines.
Of course, everything that happened in the Tatar camp was also reported to Lin Feng at any time.
Lin Feng scoffed at the fact that the Tartars had invited a mysterious old man.
Their own heavenly thunder is a false legend and has nothing to do with Shintoism. The Tartars are courting death by creating these mysteries.
However, Wanyan Anxu had already been conquered by Wen Gusun.
I haven't explained the situation in detail to this old immortal yet.
He mysteriously appeared outside the camp and miraculously came to the Tianlei Pit.
What is this if not a fairy?
When he returned to his central military tent, Wen Gusun was standing in the middle of the tent, seemingly in deep thought.
Wanyan Anxu waited for a while before asking carefully.
"Master, I wonder when our army will attack and destroy the enemy?"
Wen Gusun didn't move or speak.
The dwarf who had been pulling a piece of cloth from Wengusun spoke at this time.
"The day after tomorrow at 3:30 PM, the entire army will launch an all-out attack on the enemy camp. You only have an hour and a half."
Wanyan Anxu looked at the dwarf and blinked.
"Oh, I understand. At 3:30 PM the day after tomorrow, we will launch an all-out attack on the Qingshui Army's camp and strive to capture it within an hour and a half."
He repeated it in his mouth, his mind rapidly thinking about various possibilities.
As the commander of an army, he certainly cannot completely listen to a wizard, but he cannot ignore him either.
After thinking for a long time, he saw Wen Gusun still standing there motionless.
"Uh, Master, why did you choose 15:30 on the day after tomorrow?"
It was the dwarf who answered again.
"You'll know when the time comes."
Wanyan Anxu thought, this battle has to be fought anyway, as for when to fight, he has not decided yet, so it is okay to just listen to the master.
Moreover, if we attack the Qingshui Army camp, the troops in their city will definitely come to support us.
At that time, you can ambush an army halfway and launch an ambush, which is also a good idea.
The time has been set, but you still need to plan the specific attack method yourself.
Wanyan Anxu bent over the desk, carefully examining the map and making pre-war deployments.
At the same time, Lin Feng also stood up straight and stretched his waist hard.
After being busy for several days, I can finally put it to rest.
He was worried about letting others do this job. If it exploded, it would be too late to cry.
Besides, such a sharp weapon must be controlled in one's own hands.
If it were to be leaked, the loss would be huge.
Anyone who uses this thing knows how scary it is.
As for the catapult, its elasticity must be increased and its accuracy must be further enhanced.
Lin Feng originally wanted to get a steel pipe that could be loaded with explosives.
Like a steel cannon.
Later I thought that it was really hard to control the amount of gunpowder. Once the barrel exploded, not only would the loss be severe, but it would also be disgraceful.
Or catapult insurance.
In short, after nearly ten days of busy work, I finally feel that everything is ready.
The next step is how to use the thunder to scare the Tartars to death and force them to flee for their lives.
The Qingshui army attacked from behind and won a great victory.
Lin Feng laughed so hard that Xi Niang felt cold all over. The other soldiers opened their mouths wide and dared not say a word.
After a moment, Lin Feng woke up with a start and wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth awkwardly.
"Alright, look carefully for me, there can't be any mistakes."
Xi Niang nodded quickly: "Don't worry, General, I'm here."
Lin Feng looked at Xi Niang's pale face.
"You haven't had a rest for several days. Find someone more stable to watch over you while the others go and rest."
Xi Niang shook her head stubbornly: "General, I will rest here."
Lin Feng nodded helplessly, signaled the guard to open the door, and walked out.
The sky was gloomy and the wind was a little strong. Lin Feng walked from the street to the city wall, came to the top of the city gate, and looked around.
Cheng Liang and Wen Jian, who followed him, tightened their cloaks.
"General, the wind is cold, please take care of yourself."
Lin Feng looked up at the sky, which was covered with thick dark clouds.
It rarely rains on the grassland. It looks like it’s going to rain today, but in fact the dark clouds will disperse with the wind.
Lin Feng thought, since everything is ready, why not give the Tartars a surprise tomorrow.
So many days have been wasted. After defeating this Tartar cavalry, the Tiezhen tribe probably doesn't have any elite troops left.
The road ahead will be smooth.
Just as I was thinking about it, I saw Wei Bao running towards me.
"Boss, that mysterious old man yesterday ran to our camp and stared blankly at the earth pit created by the explosion of the sky bomb."
"Oh, is there anything else unusual?"
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