"Gong Su, something terrible is happening!"
As soon as Qin Li came back, Zhao Feng came to his door.
Before he could say anything about the "big thing", he saw Qin Li staring at the sand table with an unpleasant expression. His view was facing the Chaoliguan Mountains. From time to time, there were flashes of light and people fighting: "I already know about this matter. I miscalculated this time..."
Zhao Feng asked solemnly: "When did they appear here?"
Although Qin Li's way of being a scholar was perfect, no matter how perfect the way of being a scholar is, it is impossible for it to be without any constraints.
The range and duration of the scribe's way of observation are linked to the consumption of literary energy. The farther the distance and the longer the time, the more it consumes! As far as Zhao Feng knows, before there are other means to assist, there is a limit to the observable range.
As for where the limit is, Qin Li didn't say.
So far, this range is sufficient to allow Qin Li to detect the battlefield and enemy camps in the rear.
Zhao Feng looked at the sand table in disbelief.
"When did this group of soldiers appear here?"
The Lord and Lord Wu's scouts were monitoring the enemy's movements, and Qin Li was also watching from behind. It was impossible for them to hide their division of troops approaching the Chaoli Pass Mountains, and they were discovered long ago. But the reality was that there had not been a single relevant battle report before today.
The vanguard scouts did not send any message, and Gong Su did not discover it.
Zhao Feng opened his palm and used his thumb and index finger to measure the distance between the two armies on the sand table. He roughly estimated the actual data and frowned, saying, "Some of the transferred military formations can indeed allow people to achieve the effect of instant teleportation, but the two places are too far apart. If we don't consider the consumption of scholars, even the strongest flower-transferring technique will need to be transferred a hundred or eighty times in the middle."
Such a strong fluctuation of literary energy could not escape monitoring.
This behavior is simply like taking off your pants to fart!
Qin Li suddenly remembered something: "There is a way, maybe it can be done. Before this, when Chen Jun and Qiu Wenyan were confronting each other in Xiaocheng, they sent people to dig a tunnel underground to the inside of Xiaocheng, and attacked the city defense from both inside and outside to open the city gate."
Zhao Feng: “…”
Of course he knows.
She used this trick more than once.
A method is never afraid of being old, it always works!
If we take the underground road, we can indeed avoid Gongsu's literati's way. After all, Gongsu's literati's way is not afraid of anything else, but afraid of being blocked. Zhao Feng thought about it for a while and thought of a question: "Gongsu, no, how to deal with so much soil?"
A large amount of soil is difficult to handle. As long as a scout finds that Huang Lie's camp is transporting a large amount of soil out, Huang Lie's plan will be ruined! Maybe the lord will take advantage of the situation and bury all the soil underground. The lord is an old hand at digging tunnels to harm people.
Qin Li frowned, leaving a shallow mark between his eyebrows, and said: "Dayi, I wonder if someone is targeting me..."
The literati are reluctant to expose their ways, not only to protect themselves, but also because their intelligence is controlled by the enemy, making it easy for them to be targeted. Qin Li's ways seem unsolvable at first glance, as the enemy's formations, marching routes, and dispatches are all under his nose, clear to him. But from another perspective, his ways are also the easiest to crack...
First, hide under an obstructing object.
Is there any shelter in the world greater than the earth
Second, run beyond the limit of his monitoring range.
Qin Li did not tell anyone about this extreme distance, including Zhao Feng, the person he trusted the most. He wanted to take the secret into the coffin!
Zhao Feng was shocked and worried.
"Isn't this possible?"
Qin Li sighed and said, "The world is so big that there are all kinds of things. The ways of scholars of literary mind and literati are even more varied. No one can guarantee that his way of scholars has no natural enemies... I hope Mr. Wu will not capsize here."
He didn't care whether Wu Xian lived or died.
But losing life at this critical juncture would be detrimental to the overall situation.
Once Wu Xian died, wouldn't the already fiercely conflicted people be in chaos? There was no way to expect them to unite to fight Huang Lie. They might even secretly turn against him when they saw no hope of winning. This group of people might be able to do this!
After all, nothing is more important than the continuation, survival and interests of their family! Changing the family is not a shame, as long as it is beneficial, today's enemy can also be tomorrow's lord. However, this is only the worst-case scenario.
Zhao Feng was worried: "Indeed, Huang Lie and Zhang He have 300,000 troops in their hands. How can the lord handle it alone?"
Of course, he hoped that Wu Xian would live for more than just this reason. The two had been master and servant for many years, and for that reason, he also hoped that the other party could live longer. It was just a pity that he did not have the right to leave the camp without permission, and he was too late to save people...
Zhao Feng could only pray for the other party from afar.
By the way —
"Mr. Wu's move is good for something."
If Wu Xian and others had not gone hunting and accidentally discovered the traces, and had an encounter with the enemy, according to the enemy's location, it would take at most three days to pass through the mountains.
If the scouts still can't find the enemy's trace, Huang Lie can lead the main force to attack from the front, and this group of sneaking ambush troops will outflank from behind, which means they will be attacked from both sides. Even if they can hold on, the enemy can still set fire to the fields and granaries in the rear.
If food supply is insufficient, the troops will have to withdraw.
When you think about it this way, it’s quite thrilling.
Zhao Fenggang finished speaking when he realized that his words were a bit gloating. He shut up awkwardly and glanced at Qin Li.
Seeing that Qin Li didn't respond, he thought he didn't hear it.
Unexpectedly, Qin Li nodded in agreement: "Indeed."
Anyway, there are no outsiders here, so what's wrong with gloating
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"If Xiandeng ever sets up a stall to tell fortunes, I will definitely overturn his stall—" Chen Tang rode his motorcycle and rushed towards the direction where the whistle arrow was launched. "He said that Chaoli Pass has not been in trouble recently, and even if there are twists and turns, it can be overcome. The result is like this? I don’t even know when the enemy will reach my doorstep! And that Huang Xiguang, he actually stole my unique skills..."
The scouts didn't find any enemy, but an enemy suddenly came to her doorstep. Chen Tang could basically conclude that someone was stealing her skills. She dug tunnels to trap so many enemies, but she didn't expect that one day she would be almost surrounded by someone. This was really a cold joke in hell.
Gong Xichou asked, "Are you talking about that little mustache?"
He actually works part-time as a fortune teller
Chen Tang gritted his teeth secretly: "It's him!"
After Jiang Sheng had perfected his path as a scholar, he borrowed her literary energy every day. He would feel itchy if he didn't use it twice a day. Chen Tang didn't stop him for the sake of the overall situation. It was just twice, she could afford it! After Jiang Sheng finished his government affairs every day, he would take advantage of anyone he caught...
A few days ago, it was said that there was a military disaster in Chaoli Pass recently.
Chen Tang looked at him more and more like a charlatan, and complained: The war is about to start, how can there be no military disaster
Checking the latest scout battle reports, the enemy is not making much movement.
Our side is ready to strike first and everything is ready.
It is normal for the two sides to fight at this time.
Chen Tang felt sorry for his literary spirit: What was the result
Jiang Shengdao: There is a sign of good fortune coming from outside the Great Wall, which can ward off some of the war disasters, and the outcome should be safe.
Chen Tang: ... Auspicious sign? A powerful person descending from the sky
Could it be that another talented person has surrendered himself
No, abandon darkness and join the light
Jiang Sheng shook his head and looked at Chen Tang with an extremely eager look in his eyes: My lord, if you wish, I am willing to make a few more divinations, maybe the hexagram will be clearer.
Give him one night and he promises to find out what auspiciousness is.
Chen Tang was very moved but rejected his kindness: I know you want it, but don't think about it now. That's enough...
This is just like the way you become more and more addicted to spending money to draw cards.
The non-chief had no idea of his luck, and always felt that good luck would come in the next shot! Facing his master's abundant reserves of literary energy, Jiang Sheng could not control his hands at all. Once the floodgates were opened, he would not stop until there was not a drop of her literary energy left.
The lord refused, and Jiang Sheng had to give up with regret.
Chen Tang: …
I would rather Jiang Sheng’s path as a scholar was not perfect. Before perfection, he only had one brick of writing a day, but after perfection, he wanted to move it out every day.
Xiandeng seems less like an aide and more like a charlatan.
She pretended to scratch her head, avoiding Jiang Sheng's eager eyes, and coughed lightly: "Well, even so, I still need to alert everyone and order everyone to be on high alert! Be ready to fight at any time!"
She never expected that the enemy would steal her skills and even her home!
The vanguard scouts didn’t even notice
While thinking, Gong Xichou said coldly: "We're here!"
The Chaoliguan Mountains have a complex terrain, with uneven heights and stretches endlessly. It is easy for ordinary people to get lost in the mountains, let alone find a way to provide support. Chen Tang and Gong Xichou are not ordinary people. They directly use force to climb the mountains to the highest point, and travel up and down between the peaks. According to the standard of "the shortest distance between two points", they shorten the journey to the maximum extent and save precious time.
"Fuck, where are they?"
They searched for a while before they found the location where the sentinel arrow was launched.
But when they arrived, all that was left was a mess of ruins.
The surroundings were filled with a lot of mixed atmosphere and there were quite a lot of people!
Judging from the situation, Wu Xian's men should have concentrated their forces to launch a surprise attack, and the enemy sent a large number of troops to chase and kill them...
"There!" Gong Xichou only made a quick identification, raised his hand and pointed in two different directions, and suggested, "They have divided their forces. Mama, you go this way and I'll go that way, okay?"
Chen Tang made a prompt decision: "Let's go!"
The two of them turned into streams of light and chased in two directions respectively.
Reinforcements are on the way.
The Chaoliguan Mountains haven't been this lively for a long time.
At the same time, Wu Xian and his son were in different moods.
When they encountered the enemy archers, Wu Xian and his men misjudged the number of the enemy, and the enemy also misjudged the armed forces around Wu Xian. Wu Xian and his men were not dressed in a conspicuous way, and looked like ordinary generals leading people to hunt.
I thought I could win easily, but it turned out to be a tough one.
It also allowed Wu Xian and others to seize the opportunity to shoot out whistle arrows to warn!
The enemy leader stared at the whistle arrow that he failed to stop, his eyes vicious: Capture this group of people, they will die!
The whistle arrows were launched, which meant that their position was exposed. The plan that they had worked hard for more than a month was in vain. Naturally, they had to pay for this with the heads of these people! However, the more they fought, the more frightened they became. How could the strength of this group of people be ordinary guards
In the melee, Wu Xian, who was protected in the middle and fighting and retreating, saw a familiar figure in his peripheral vision. He suddenly thought he had made a mistake. When he wanted to take a closer look at who it was, a loud shout suddenly came from the enemy: Capture them, it's Wu Zhaode!
Wu Xian knew who it was as soon as he heard the voice.
I cursed in my heart—
Who else could this bastard be other than Zhang Yongqing
As the leader of a faction, Wu Xian’s soldiers might not recognize his face, but Zhang Yongqing is definitely familiar with him.
At this moment, Zhang He's face was also filled with astonishment and shock, as if he had not expected Wu Xian, who was here to hunt, to be here! The anger of having his plan ruined disappeared completely, replaced by endless ecstasy: chop off Wu Zhaode's head and there will be a huge reward!
Wu Xian: …
If he hadn't been so short of manpower, he would definitely rush up to this ugly bastard Zhang He and slap him hard in the face!
Who wants to chop off his head
However, Zhang He's men kept showing up. A quick look showed that they were all elite soldiers, and their generals were also quite strong. Although they were not as strong as the six brave generals under his command, Wu Xian did not bring any of them with him when he went hunting today...
For a moment, Wu Xian felt a little cold in his heart.
He knew that he had encountered an ambush by elite troops.
Wu Xian was running away in front, and the pursuers were chasing him from behind.
The accompanying generals stayed in the rear to delay the enemy.
They had to return to their own camp as soon as possible, as long as they could meet up with the soldiers who saw the movement and came to support them, they would be safe. Not only they knew how to make this plan, Zhang He also knew it better than them. While chasing them, he ordered people to use words to interfere with their escape direction. This also resulted in that even if someone was left behind, they could not get a safe distance, and people on their side kept getting injured. If this situation continued, the situation would be very unfavorable for them!
At this time, Wu Xian made a decision.
He wants to divide his troops into two groups.
Protect him all the way, protect the second young master all the way.
It was the first time that the second young master felt death so close to him. After the initial panic, he quickly calmed down. The young man was still able to remain calm, but when he turned around, he heard Wu Xian's decision to split up the troops and met those familiar eyes.
… Ah, Father…
His voice trembled with a hint of fear.
The second young master never expected that he would be abandoned by his biological father.
Time was running out, and Wu Xian failed to notice the flash of resentment and hatred in his son's eyes, and hurriedly reminded him: You and I, father and son, leave it to fate. If your father encounters an unexpected event, you must assist your eldest brother and stabilize the family business.
Zhang Yongqing recognized him.
If the father and son split their forces, the second son will be safer.
When the second son came to his senses, he only had time to see the familiar figure disappearing in the distance. He fled in the opposite direction under the protection of Wu Xian's confidant. Zhang He knew that Wu Xian had divided his troops, and sneered: Haha, neither of them, father and son, can escape!
During the battle just now, Zhang He heard someone calling the young man next to Wu Xian "Second Young Master". The young man looked very similar to Wu Xian, so they must be father and son. If the father and son could be sacrificed, it would definitely hit the morale of Chao Liguan hard.
It can more or less make up for the losses caused by the failure of the plan.
I heard that Wu Xian's eldest son is a hopeless person. Once Wu Xian and his son die, Wu Xian's eldest son will not be able to control the old man, and Tianhai's power will surely fall apart. And with Tianhai's nature, it will not be easy for Shen Youli to erode them. Oh, it's lively!
Zhang He rolled his eyes and thought of something.
He pinched his right hand with his fingers and sent a letter to the people who were chasing the second young master, asking them to do as the letter said...
Kill people and destroy their hearts!
Second Young Master, there is no way out!