"Hehe," after hearing Li Wenhao's question, the three guys also reacted. It seemed that the boss was very unhappy and giggled together.
"Master Marquis, we are all ready. Six thousand camels can be ridden by two men, and all twelve thousand people in the death camp are in place, ready to go at any time." Cao Shengfei was more experienced and changed the subject with one sentence.
"Hmph, I'll settle the score with you after the war. You're not a girl. You all stuck your ears into the city lord's mansion. Do you have any rules?"
Li Wenhao glared angrily. This was not the time to teach them a lesson. He took out a map from his arms and spread it on the ground.
He pointed in the direction of Mocheng and said to Lang Shiqi: "Your left cavalry battalion of 10,000 people and the death camp of 12,000 people will follow me to attack Mocheng at night.
The desert is not suitable for heavy armored cavalry, so the two thousand heavy armored cavalry from the mount battalion are temporarily transferred to the forward cavalry battalion."
"General, I will obey the order!" Wolf Seventeen earnestly received the order with clasped fists.
Li Wenhao nodded, looked at Cao Shengfei, pointed at the camp of more than 10,000 Sha tribe troops outside Shacheng and said: "You have 10,000 people in the front cavalry camp, plus the 2,000 heavy armored cavalry in the left cavalry camp, a total of 10,000
Two thousand cavalry showed me the Sand Clan camp.
After daybreak, he and Li Erkui's troops in the city attacked from both sides and destroyed them.
If we find that they are trying to return to the desert city before dawn, we will immediately attack them halfway and be sure to annihilate them all before they enter the desert."
"General, take the order!" Cao Shengfei nodded and took the order loudly, with a very confident face.
His front cavalry battalion originally had 3,000 heavy armored cavalry, plus the two thousand in the left cavalry battalion, there were a total of 5,000 heavy armored cavalry.
Even without the cooperation of infantry, it is completely possible to deal with more than 10,000 terrorists.
"Just have confidence. There is a squadron leader named Nakata Hiroshi in the enemy army. He has a big nose. He is our internal agent. Be careful not to accidentally hurt him." Li Wenhao warned, and finally looked at Ma Yidao, his expression a little solemn.
"General Ma, your right cavalry battalion is responsible for monitoring Qingzhu City in the north. If the enemy doesn't move, you don't move. Be careful not to expose your whereabouts.
If the Sand Clan army returns to Mocheng for reinforcements in the middle of the night, try to slow down their march.
Remember, attack in batches and from multiple directions. The enemy’s leader, Tian Guang Jiuhe, is a fifth-level wind warlock who is good at large-scale tornado spells. Once the team is too dense, it is likely to suffer heavy losses."
"The general will understand!" Ma Yidao took a deep breath and solemnly clasped his fists to accept the order.
Li Wenhao thought for a moment and then added: "One more thing, if the enemy enters the desert, stop chasing them and retreat immediately.
Tornadoes are too powerful in the desert, so don't increase casualties."
"Master Hou, if Tian Guang Jiuhe is allowed to return to Mocheng, wouldn't it be very dangerous for you?" Ma Yidao asked anxiously.
"Don't worry, I have brought fifty black iron cannons this time. As long as nothing happens, I can take down Mocheng with two rounds of bombardment.
With the city's cover, a tornado is nothing." Li Wenhao confidently put away the map and stood up.
"Okay, your troops are very quick, let's set off immediately!"
"I'll obey!"
Ma Yidao and others bowed to accept the order, and soon under the vast darkness, the black cavalry regiment flowed out in all directions like running water.
Shan Geng handed over his scale horse to Qiao Lang, rode on a camel, and walked in front with thousands of death camp soldiers dressed in white robes and disguised as the Sand Clan army.
Li Wenhao, Zhebie, and Ashenakang, although riding scaled horses, were also wrapped in white robes and followed the front of the team.
After entering the desert, the temperature dropped sharply within a few miles, and the dry and cold air felt uncomfortable on the face. Everyone subconsciously covered their faces with white robes.
Passing the Shili Sand Table, you can see many small black spots scattered in front of you. This is the Gale Wolf Rider, relying on its keen sense of smell and speed to clear the hidden whistle.
Ashnakan urged his war horse and ran closer: "Master Marquis, I feel something is strange.
Mocheng is the home of the Sand Clan, and there are important facilities such as the teleportation point that Zhebie mentioned to me and the super underground black iron mine. They only left less than 10,000 people to defend the city. Isn't that too hasty?"
"As much as you think about it, didn't Shan Geng say that 100,000 Sha tribe reinforcements will arrive tomorrow? They must have considered this, so they didn't leave many people to defend the city." Before Li Wenhao could say anything, Zhebie was there.
I added a sentence on the side.
"With your intelligence, how dare you show off?" Li Wenhao glared at Zhebie angrily.
Ever since he got the fifth-level treasure bow dragon eagle, this guy has simply let himself go.
He is no longer as silent as before. Not only does he talk a lot, but he also likes to interrupt.
It's just a matter of interjecting. The key thing is that you still miss the point every time.
It feels like leading a fool out, which is so embarrassing.
"Master Hou, am I right?" Zhebie said, looking very unconvinced as a young man.
"It's not that it's wrong, it's not entirely true. The Sand Clan wouldn't be so careless. There must be some backup in Mocheng. It's just that our undercover level is too low to find out."
Li Wenhao took a deep breath. Instead of arguing with Zhe, he raised his head and looked forward, saying softly: "There is never anything perfect in this world. Even if we know that we will encounter some difficulties, Mocheng must still take advantage of it."
Down!"
"Master Marquis, you are a fifth-level shooter, and Zhebie and I are two quasi-level five marksmen. Even if the enemy has a backup plan, he cannot be our opponent." Ashenakon said with a smile from the side.
"You're right, that's the truth!" Li Wenhao smiled, then turned to look at Zhebie on the other side: "In the future, when you speak, you should learn from Ashina Kang. Don't be like a stupid green man who can't speak with his head."
"Hmph, he was used to being bullied by women in Xiaoyue Kingdom. I don't even bother to learn from him." Zhebie raised his head with an arrogant look on his face.
"You idiot, what are you talking about?" Li Wenhao got angry and hit people without slapping them in the face. These words were so irritating that he raised his whip as if to whip him.
"What do we sharpshooters say?" Zhebie shrank his neck and ran away decisively.
"Hey, this unlucky kid has been spoiled by me..." Li Wenhao was just pretending, put down his riding crop, and looked at Ashina Kang with a little embarrassment: "Zhe is young and too naive, don't follow me
He cares."
"It's okay. In fact, what he said is right. I have indeed lost the sharpness of a marksman in these years." Ashnakan smiled bitterly. His family knew about his family affairs. His current character has long lost the high-spiritedness of his youth.
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While feeling bitter in my heart, I was also thinking about Li Wenhao's words: Zhebie was too young and too naive.
I always feel that this sentence sounds weird and innocent, so is it true?
Now he finally knows that Zhebie learned this from Li Wenhao!
"I'll take the first step, you keep the normal speed, don't be anxious!"
About fifty miles away from Mocheng, Li Wenhao suddenly said something, jumped off his horse, and leaped into the air.
"Swish, swish, swish," his feet stepped on the sand, as if flying in the air, and the figure disappeared in an instant.