Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 145 Stealing the Camp

Zhao Shuoda sat down on the chair in a huff.

"I'll follow you and see if your ability to kill Tartars is real."

"The condition for following me is that the troops must be reorganized."

"There's not even a door, so don't even think about blinding your mind."

Lin Feng stared at Zhao Shuo coldly, slammed the table and stood up.

Zhao Shuo shuddered with fear.

Cheng Bing took a step forward, stood in front of Zhao Shuo, made a starting gesture, and looked at Lin Feng quietly without saying a word.

Fan Jinsong and Xie Zhong, who were standing by, made a choking sound and pulled out half of the steel knife.

Staring at Cheng Bing warily.

Lin Feng sighed in his heart, this guy is really good, he is calm and collected in the face of difficulties, his kung fu must be quite good.

"Okay, we'll leave the city at midnight tonight, so be prepared."

Zhao Shuo was stunned: "What, leaving at night?"

"So are you leaving or not?"

Zhao Shuo was stunned for a while.

"Okay, it's night. I'll follow you anyway."

After seeing Zhao Shuo off, Lin Feng asked Fan Jinsong to find a city defense map.

Spread the picture on the table and study it carefully.

Half a day later, he waved to Xie Chong to come over.

"Go call Qin Fang over here, quickly."

Lin Feng ordered the Qin side to send soldiers to the surrounding city walls to observe the Tatar cavalry outside the city in real time.

All situations were recorded and then compiled here.

Sure enough, throughout the afternoon, three groups of enemy cavalry were discovered, in groups of three or five, loitering two or three miles outside the city.

The Tartars are indeed crazy.

Tongjia Yicihe of the North Camp was seriously injured and was not far from death.

When the news reached Yinjiaduoman at the headquarters, he was immediately furious.

The North Camp lost 1,500 cavalrymen to a large army, which was a great humiliation.

More than a dozen carts of food and fodder were stolen. This anger made Tuoman almost chop the table in front of him in half.

He immediately gave the order to mobilize three battalions of cavalry to patrol the west gate of the border town.

Once anyone was found leaving the city, the nearby troops would be immediately mobilized to pull them over and kill them.

He dispatched 1,500 cavalry from each of the three camps and stationed them at a position twenty or thirty miles away from the west gate.

The strategy of dragging out the enemy is to trap the people in the border town to death.

Before, I had hoped that these large armies would retreat when they saw the difficulty, so I would let them off.

Now they are ruthless and leave no one alive.

He shouted angrily that if the city was breached, he would massacre the entire city for three days.

No matter how crazy Tuoman was, the order Lin Feng received was to leave the border town today.

Qin Zhong was also at his wit's end.

Tens of thousands of people had to eat only horse fodder, and the food supply was gone in just a few days.

The Tartars madly sealed off the city again, and food and grass could not be transported in. The whole city was starving to death.

Only Lin Feng can solve this situation.

Whoever made the hole should fix it.

Originally, I thought of giving Lin Feng 3,000 troops, which would not only reduce the population but also resolve the hatred of the Tartars.

The only thing that surprised him was that the silly boy Zhao Shuo insisted on following Lin Feng.

How does he say this?

Should he tell Zhao Shuo openly that Lin Feng’s trip was extremely dangerous?

That stupid guy will sell him out right away.

Zhao Shuo would not listen to the gentle advice.

The order was as strong as a mountain. Lin Feng had already assembled his troops and was waiting for the right time to leave the border town.

At the west gate of the border town, Mu Wu and Sun Yang were waiting at the gate.

The two felt a little sorry for Lin Feng, so they came to see him off before leaving.

Mu Wu also persuaded Qin Zhong that letting Lin Feng leave the city at this time would undoubtedly be suicide.

However, if Lin Feng is not allowed to leave the city, the whole city will starve to death.

Moreover, General Qin Zhong also lost his own son Qin Fang.

Plus Prince Rui’s son Zhao Shuo.

This loss is not small.

Making this decision does require the determination to take drastic measures.

Lin Feng waited until the end of the hour of Hai, almost midnight, before ordering the team to set off.

To everyone's surprise, Lin Feng brought his team to the north city gate, took out the general's order, and asked the soldiers to open the gate and let them pass.

After careful identification by the soldiers guarding the city, they confirmed that it was indeed a genuine order, and only then did they open the heavy city gate in doubt.

There were four thousand troops, and in front of them were two thousand troops organized by Lin Feng.

Following behind were Zhao Shuo’s two thousand guards.

Rumble out of the city.

It was a dark night, without any torches to illuminate the way, and Lin Feng and Qin Fang walked in front.

Wei Bao and his cavalry quickly disappeared into the darkness as soon as they left the city gate.

According to Lin Feng's judgment, the Tatars were frantically spying on the situation in the border town with the aim of preventing the soldiers from coming out.

External supplies are not allowed to be transported into the city.

Then they will focus on the west gate of the border town.

The three Tatar camps will have troops stationed towards the west gate.

The Tatar camp in the north city should be the weakest link at this time.

So, Lin Feng decided to sneak into the camp in the middle of the night.

The distance between the Tatar camp and the north gate of the border town was about twenty miles. It was dark and the cavalry moved slowly.

Lin Feng calculated the time and after almost half an hour, he ordered all the war horses' hooves to be wrapped with cotton cloth.

A wooden stick was tied into the horse's mouth.

All soldiers tied a white cloth strip on their left arms and were not allowed to make any sound.

His orders were passed down through layers of soldiers until they reached the end.

When Zhao Shuo heard this order, he asked Cheng Bing beside him in confusion.

"What's going on? What's he going to do?"

Cheng Bing didn't understand either, and they both looked at Hua Ying who was walking on the side.

Hua Ying is in his forties. He is Zhao Shuo's bodyguard, butler and think tank.

"My Lord, once we leave the border town, there are dangers everywhere. We should just listen to him."

Although Zhao Shuo was arrogant and domineering, he did not dare to joke with his own life.

He immediately ordered someone to pass on Lin Feng's order.

After Lin Feng asked everyone to get their equipment ready, he immediately waited in the dark.

More than a quarter of an hour later, Wei Bao's cavalry came running over.

He reported in a low voice: "General, about two miles ahead is the Tartar camp, with secret sentries."

Lin Feng waved to Fan Jinsong and Xie Chong.

The three men dismounted and moved forward.

Lin Feng's thirty horse guards also dismounted and moved forward one by one, keeping a distance of seven or eight steps between them.

When Lin Feng walked forward nearly a hundred feet, the ranger leading the way made a gesture.

Lin Feng bent down and reached out to take the bow and arrow handed to him by Fan Jinsong.

He concentrated his mind and calmed his breath, drew out two feathered arrows, placed them on the bowstring, and slowly pulled the bow to its full length.

Close your eyes and listen quietly.

After a moment, he let go and the bowstring quickly shot out the feather arrow. Lin Feng pulled the bowstring back again, and the second feather arrow also flew into the darkness.

It was quiet all around.

Several people waited for a moment.

Lin Feng waved his hand, signaling to continue forward.

After walking dozens of steps, everyone discovered that there were two Tartars lying face down in a depression.

One had a feather arrow stuck in his throat, and the other had an arrow stuck in his head.

The thirty guards all grinned and admired silently as they passed by.

Someone quietly collected the feather arrows from the Tartar's body.

After walking for another quarter of an hour, two red dots appeared in front of everyone.

There were two torches stuck in front of the camp gate, flashing a dim light.

The four Tartar soldiers guarding the camp gate were leaning against the gate, drowsy.

No large army had ever dared to approach the camp, so the Tatars seemed very relaxed.

Lin Feng led his men to continue moving forward until they arrived at the deer fort in front of the camp gate.

This place is only about fifty steps away from the Tartars guarding the gate.