The first fight ended with the Opuru people retreating back more than ten miles. In this fight, the Black Banner Army killed half of Beketuo's troops in one fell swoop, including the dozen or so huge siege beasts. There is no doubt that if Fang Jie hadn't detected Lehman's intentions in advance, when the siege beast came, the Opuru people would be able to turn the Black Banner camp into a sea of flames in a very short period of time with the help of the wind .
"My lord."
Nalan Dingdong yelled excitedly.
During these days, although he had achieved many successes in the battle against the Opuru people, he had not killed a large number of enemies so directly as today. His achievements, more importantly, are in stabilizing the situation in Eastern Xinjiang. Because of the Opulu's superiority in firearms, Nalan Dingdong has always been avoiding large-scale group-style confrontation.
Unless the enemy stormed the Phoenix Terrace.
"This subordinate really admires him!"
Nalan Dingdong is not stingy with his flattery, although he is not a person who is good at flattery: "This time, in this counterattack, at least more than 10,000 Opuru people were killed. After fighting with foreigners for so long, they killed the enemy at once. The subordinates have almost never fought a big battle of more than 10,000 people. The lord just came to the Eastern Border, and he defeated Hurons in the first battle, and defeated Leman in the first battle!"
Fang Jie shook his head: "Where did you beat Lehman?"
He said as he walked: "The Opulu people who are attacking today are not Lehman's trusted subordinates. Most of these troops come from different families, and they are even recruited by different families from different places. Among them, the pure Opulu I'm afraid the Lu people don't even have a single piece of it. Such an army is the most suitable for testing me, and Leman is just testing me with a chess piece that he was planning to discard."
Nalan Dingdong was slightly taken aback, but he forgot the reason.
However, he really admired Fang Jie's calmness and wisdom. After arriving at the Phoenix Terrace, he could clearly see Lehman's preparations. Even in Fang Jie's view, this is a quality that a general should have, but there is no doubt that most generals do not have such qualities.
This is not to say that most of the generals are unqualified, it only means that they are far inferior to Fang Xie.
"Lehmann's next attack will be quick."
Fang Jie went down the city along the horse path of Fenghuang Terrace: "Mobilize troops immediately, transfer all the troops that participated in the battle today to the back to rest, transfer the soldiers who did not participate in the battle, and don't relax for twelve hours, and all soldiers are not allowed to unload when they rest. A... In addition... "
Fang Jie turned his head to look at Zhuge Wuyin and other cavalry generals: "Send cavalry to harass the enemy camp, don't get close, I guess they will stop when they reach the enemy's range, but we must make a big noise."
"clear!"
Zhuge Wuyin and the others immediately agreed.
This is just a harassment tactic, without any direct practical significance. However, it can drain the energy of the enemy and make the enemy physically and mentally exhausted. After the battle, Fang Jie needed time to mobilize troops to deploy defenses, so he couldn't give the enemy time to launch a second attack immediately.
This battle now looks more like a battle between him and Lehman.
After Fang untied the city, he walked quickly to the north gate. At this time, the sky has gradually darkened, and Yan Kuang and the others should be arriving soon. The city gate of Phoenix Terrace is not very wide, and meteorites with a shell on the outside can't get in at all, so Fang Xie ordered the city gate to be widened before.
When Fang Jie arrived at the north gate, he happened to see Yan Kuang and Chen Dingnan directing the soldiers to bring the meteorite in. This thing is too heavy. Dozens of rough horses work hard together, and many soldiers are required to push the cart behind. The reason why the meteorite can be transported so smoothly is also thanks to the great official road paved by the Sui Dynasty.
The official roads of the Sui Dynasty were very plain. When they were built, lime and sand were mixed in, and then compacted little by little. Even if there is heavy rain, the official road will not become particularly muddy. Especially the main traffic roads, no one knows whether the emperor will go on tour, so the officials who supervise the construction of official roads generally dare not cut corners.
For example, the official road from Chang'an City to the Yangtze River Ferry was first built in the first year of Zhengzheng, and it has a history of more than 600 years. However, from Chang'an to the Yangtze River Ferry, there is still not a single grass on the official road.
"My lord!"
Seeing that Fang had arrived, Yan Kuang hurried over and knelt down on one knee to salute.
"Thanks a lot."
Fang Jie stretched out his hand to help Yan Kuang up, patted Hei boy on the shoulder, and found that Yan Kuang was even more tanned during the journey. If it was said that Yan Kuang's blackness was based on the contrast with white before, then even if compared with gray, his face is dark enough and thorough now.
"My lord, why did you suddenly decide to transport this thing to the city?"
Yan Kuang asked curiously, he has been curious about this question since he met Chen Dingnan. It's a pity that Chen Dingnan didn't know how Fang Jie arranged it and what his intention was, and Yan Kuang was suffocated along the way.
"can not say."
Fang Jie's answer made Yan Kuang even more uncomfortable.
Fang Jie smiled and said, "I don't know if I can fully utilize the usefulness of this thing. So before the day I use it, I can't tell you how to use it. It's not that I can't trust you, but because people who know The less you can do to the power of this thing, the better."
Yan Kuang couldn't ask any more questions, so he had to endure it.
"Go and rest."
Fang Xie said: "You guys have worked ten times harder than me, rest for a few days before joining the battle."
Yan Kuang thanked his soldiers, turned around and left.
"Chen Dingnan..."
Fang Jie called Chen Dingnan to stop, and ordered in a low voice: "I'll transfer the cavalry of the two armies to you, and you will take the troops out of the city overnight to meet San Jinhou."
"ah?"
Chen Dingnan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized: "My lord is worried that Lehman's target is not in the Phoenix Terrace?"
Fang Jie nodded: "I just came to my senses, the Opulu people's attack today obviously didn't do their best, and the purpose of those siege beasts was to attack with fire, but why can't it be to paralyze and confuse us?" Strategies? Because those things are too big and seem very threatening, so I was focusing on those things before, but I ignored whether Lehman had two plans at all?"
"San Jinhou's team has traveled a long distance. They are all infantry. They must be exhausted in such a hurry... If Lehman sends a team to ambush before then, San Jinhou will be caught off guard... Maybe the loss will be huge."
"I understand!"
Chen Dingnan knew that the matter was important, so he didn't dare to delay, so he hurriedly left to prepare.
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In the darkness, Fang Jie unfolded the map and looked carefully at the terrain around the Phoenix Terrace. Although he had already memorized these terrains by heart, it was much clearer to refer to the map than to just think about it when he started to lay out the layout in his mind. If you are thinking about how to fight this battle well, and at the same time draw a clear map in your mind, this is by no means an easy task.
From ancient times to the present, there are not a few generals with excellent memory, but no general can say that he has printed the map in his mind.
Overlapping thinking is too difficult.
While watching, Xiang Qingniu opened the curtain and came in from the outside. As soon as he came in, he muttered, "How long will we have to hold on? I drank with them just now, and everyone seemed to be eager to climb into the bride's bed." of… "
He was interrupted by Fang Jie before he could finish the analogy behind: "Everyone wants to climb into your bed as if they can't wait to climb into the bride's bed on the mountain?"
"You're enough... I'm a married man now."
Xiang Qingniu sat down opposite Fang Jie, with a depressed expression on his face: "Everyone knows that this is the last battle, as long as Lehman can be killed, the war in Eastern Xinjiang will be over. So they all have some I can't wait. You have come all the way from the Central Plains, but you are not here to watch the soldiers fight bloody battles."
"Everyone knows that this battle may be the last battle."
Fang Jie smiled, picked an apple from the plate and threw it to Xiang Qingniu. Xiang Qingniu reached out to take it, and took a big bite with a squeak.
"Because it is the last battle, I have to be cautious. Now I am most worried about two things... First, what happened to Leman's body? There are many masters above the enlightenment level. I heard that he had at least two assassinations on the way from East Chu to Phoenix Terrace... But these seven times, he still failed without any accident."
"If practitioners connected to the Ming Realm can be easily killed, the guards around Lehman may be completely different from the god-slaying musketeers he sent to Hurons and the others. Although the bullets of those musketeers can be ignored The obstruction of the vitality of the world, but the body of the practitioners in the transparent realm is as strong and hard as iron. The bullets have the ability to dissolve the vitality, but the impact force is the same as that of ordinary bullets. It’s not too difficult to guard against…”
Fang Jie said: "Because of this, I suspect that there is a very mysterious team beside Lehman. The more mysterious the enemy is, the less we should take it lightly, let alone be rash."
Xiang Qingniu also calmed down, thought for a while and said: "That's the case... It shouldn't be difficult for a great practitioner in the luminous state to get close to Lehman without telling ordinary soldiers. However, practitioners of this level will all be killed, so there are only two possibilities." .First, Layman's guards have a special ability, as long as practitioners get close to them, they will know it. Second, Layman's transformation is very powerful, and he can easily kill practitioners in the clear state."
When Xiang Qingniu calmed down, his analytical skills were still very reliable.
Fang Jie nodded: "That's right."
He leaned back and stretched his body: "What I'm worried about now is that the two possibilities you mentioned just now exist. There is a team around Leman who can sense practitioners, and maybe these people also rely on the ability of meteorites , but it’s very annoying, isn’t it. In addition, we don’t know the slightest about Leman’s own strength, so if you rashly let you attack with practitioners, nine out of ten will not succeed, and there may be heavy losses.”
"Bringing you here is to turn the tide of the battle at a critical moment, not to die."
Although Xiang Qingniu knew that Fang's explanation was correct, he still curled his lips: "Hey, hey, he just doesn't like to be as knowledgeable as that Lehman, otherwise he can kill him by himself."
Fang Jie said: "I beg you to have the same knowledge as him."
Xiang Qingniu laughed loudly: "Do you know that you can't chat?"
Fang Jie also laughed, the pressure of these days was relieved a bit.
"Then when do we have to wait?"
Xiang Qingniu asked.
"It won't be long, I will send someone to investigate Lehman's details."
Fang Jie answered.
Xiang Qingniu asked: "Who? Can you still invite that old guy from Wudang Mountain Sanqingguan?"
"It doesn't matter if he comes, because he is a practitioner."
Fang Jie said: "As long as you are a practitioner, regardless of your level of cultivation, you may not be able to avoid the people on Lehman's side, because they do not rely on your own perception, but maybe something responds to the practitioner. I am waiting A person who doesn't know how to practice, has no cultivation, but is indeed the best lightness kung fu in the world."
"who?"
Fang Jie glanced at Xiang Qingniu: "The one you introduced to me, I sent him to do other things, and he will be back soon."
"White bird."
Xiang Qingniu reacted abruptly: "I forgot about him!"