822: Learn from sinking and develop skills to control sinking (Part 2) [Please vote for me]
"Gongsu, something bad is going on!"
Qin Li came back with his front foot, and Zhao Feng came to the door with his back foot.
Before he could say anything about "big things", he saw Qin Li staring at the sand table with an ugly face. His perspective was facing the Chaoliguan Mountains. From time to time, there were lights flashing, and someone was fighting: "I already know about this. This time it's...
I miscalculated..."
Zhao Feng said solemnly: "When did they appear here?"
Although Qin Li's way of being a scribe is perfect, no matter how perfect it is, it cannot be without some constraints.
The observable range and duration of the Way of the Scribes are linked to the consumption of literary energy. The farther the distance, the longer the time and the more consumption! As far as Zhao Feng knows, there is still a limit to the observable range before there are other means to assist.
number.
As for where the limit is, Qin Li didn't say anything.
So far, this range is sufficient, allowing Qin Li to detect the battlefield and enemy camps from the rear.
Zhao Feng looked at the sand table in disbelief.
"When did these soldiers and horses appear here?"
The scouts of the Lord and Wu Gong 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 and approach the Chaoliguan Mountains. They had been discovered long ago. But the reality is that there was no relevant incident before today.
battle report.
The pioneer scouts did not send a message, and Gong Su did not notice it.
Zhao Feng opened his palm, measured the distance between the two armies on the sand table with his thumb and index finger, roughly estimated the actual data, frowned and said: "Some transferred military formations can indeed achieve the effect of teleportation, but the distance between the two is
It’s too far, and if the consumption of scribes is not taken into account, even the strongest [Transferring Flowers and Woods] will need to fight a hundred and eighty times in the middle.”
Such strong cultural fluctuations cannot escape surveillance.
This kind of behavior is just taking off your pants and farting!
Qin Li suddenly remembered something: "There is a way, maybe it can be done. Previously, Lord Shen and Qiu Wenyan confronted each other in Xiaocheng. They sent people to dig a passage underground directly into Xiaocheng. They should attack the city defense from both inside and outside, and open the city gate.
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Zhao Feng: "..."
Of course he knows.
She used this trick more than once.
The method is not afraid of aging, and it works every time!
If you take the underground road, you can indeed avoid Gongsu's way of being a scribe. After all, Gongsu's way of being a scribe is not afraid of anything but being blocked. Zhao Feng thought for a while and thought of a question: "Gongsu, no, how can there be so much dirt?"
deal with?"
A large amount of soil is difficult to deal with. As long as a scout discovers that Huang Lie's camp is transporting a large amount of soil, Huang Lie's plan will be shattered! Maybe the lord will take advantage of it and bury it all underground. Digging tunnels can harm people, and the lord is an expert.
Qin Li raised his eyebrows, leaving a shallow mark between his eyebrows, and said: "Da Yi, I'm wondering if someone is targeting me..."
Literary scribes do not want to expose their ways of being scribes. In addition to keeping one hand to protect themselves, the information is controlled by the enemy and can easily be targeted. Qin Li's way of scribes is incomprehensible at first glance. The enemy's formation, marching route and scheduling are all there.
Everything is clear under his nose, but from another perspective, his way of being a scribe is also the easiest to crack...
One is to hide under blocking objects.
Is there any greater shelter under the sky than the earth?
Second, he ran outside the limit of what he could monitor.
Qin Li never told anyone about this extreme distance, including the most trusted Zhao Feng, that he wanted to bring the secret into the coffin!
Zhao Feng was shocked and worried.
"This, this is impossible, right?"
Qin Li sighed: "The world is so big, there are all kinds of wonders. The scribes' ways of literati are even more diverse, including everything. No one can guarantee that his scribes' way will have no natural enemies... I hope Mr. Wu will not be here.
The boat capsized in the gutter.”
He doesn't mind whether Wu Xian lives or lives.
But losing lives at this juncture is not good for the overall situation.
As soon as Wu Xian died, the already serious struggle among the people would not turn into chaos? There was no way they could be expected to work together to fight Huang Lie. They might even secretly switch sides when they saw no hope of victory. This group of people might not necessarily
Can't do it!
After all, there is nothing to continue their family, survival and interests are more important! Changing the family is not a shame, as long as it is beneficial, today's enemy can also be tomorrow's master. However, this is only the worst plan.
Zhao Feng was worried: "Indeed, Huang Lie and Zhang He have 300,000 in their hands. How can the lord carry it alone?"
Of course, he hopes that Wu Xian will live not just because of this. The two have been ministers for many years, and for this reason, he also hopes that Wu Xian can live longer. It is just a pity that he does not have the right to leave the camp without permission and cannot rush to rescue him.
People...
Zhao Feng could only pray for the other party from a distance.
By the way——
"Wu Gonglai's appearance is still beneficial."
If Wu Xian and others had not gone hunting, accidentally discovered traces, and had an encounter with the enemy, depending on where the enemy appeared, it would have taken at most three days to penetrate the mountain range.
If the scouts still can't find any trace of the enemy, Huang Lie can lead the main force to attack from the front. If this group of ambushes sneak in and outflank them from behind, they will really be attacked from both sides. Even if they survive, they can still set fire to the fields and granaries in the rear.
If the food supply is insufficient, we will have to withdraw our troops.
Thinking about it this way, it's quite thrilling.
After Zhao Fenggang finished speaking, he realized that his words were a bit gloating, so he shut up in embarrassment and glanced at Qin Li from the corner of his eye.
Seeing Qin Li didn't respond, I thought he didn't hear.
Unexpectedly, Qin Li nodded in agreement: "Indeed."
Anyway, there are no outsiders, so what’s wrong with gloating?
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"If Xiandeng goes to set up a stall to tell fortunes one day, I will have to blow up his stall -" Shen Tang rode a motorcycle and ran in the direction of the sentry arrow. "He said that Chaoliguan has not been in trouble recently, even if there are twists and turns.
You can save the day from danger, but this is the end result? You don’t even know when the enemy comes to your doorstep! And that Huang Xiguang actually secretly learned my mother’s stunts..."
The scouts didn't notice the enemy, but an enemy suddenly came to the door of her house. Shen Tang could basically conclude that someone stole her teacher and imitated her. She dug tunnels and trapped so many enemies, but she didn't expect that one day she was almost surrounded by someone who stole her home. It was really cold in hell.
joke.
Gong Xiqiu said: "You mean that mustache?"
You actually do fortune telling part-time?
Shen Tang secretly gritted his teeth: "That's him!"
After Jiang Sheng perfected his way as a scholar, he borrowed literary skills from her every day. His hands were itchy even if he didn't have to do it twice a day. Shen Tang didn't stop him for the sake of the overall situation. It was only twice, and she could afford it! Jiang Sheng was busy with government affairs every day, who would he catch?
Count it all once...
Two days ago, it was said that there was a military disaster in Chaoliguan recently.
Shen Tang looked at him more and more like a magician, and complained: "This is about to start a fight, how can there be no military disaster?"
Checking the recent scout battle reports, the enemy has made little movement.
We are ready to take the lead again, and everything is ready.
It is normal for the two parties to fight at this time.
Shen Tang felt sorry for his own literary style: [What’s the result?]
Jiang Sheng said: [There is a wave of auspiciousness coming from outside the pass, which can withstand part of the military disaster. The result should be safe but not dangerous.]
Shen Tang: […auspicious? Is the sky descending on men? 】
Could it be that another talented person has surrendered...
Oh no, abandon the darkness and turn to the light?
Jiang Sheng shook his head and looked at Shen Tang with extremely longing eyes: [My lord, if you wish, Sheng would like to do a few more divination, maybe the hexagrams can be seen more clearly. 】
Give him one night, and he'll promise to figure out what auspiciousness is.
Shen Tang angrily rejected his attentiveness: [I know you really want to, but don’t think about it now. This is enough...]
This is just like the more addictive you get by drawing cards with krypton gold.
The African chief has no idea about his luck, always feeling that good luck lies in the next shot! Faced with his lord's abundant reserve of literary energy, Jiang Sheng can't control his hands at all. Once the gate is opened, he will have to extract every drop of her literary energy.
Just give up.
The lord refused, and Jiang Sheng had no choice but to give up.
Shen Tang:【……】
I would rather Jiang Sheng's way of being a scribe was not perfected. Before it was perfected, there was only one piece of writing bricks a day, and after it was perfected, it was empty every day.
Xiandeng became less and less like a staff member and more like a magician.
She pretended to scratch her head, avoiding Jiang Sheng's eager eyes, and coughed softly: [Ahem, even so, I still ask everyone to be on guard, and order everyone to be on strict guard! Be prepared to start a war at any time! 】
She never expected that the enemy who stole the teacher would also want to steal her home!
The vanguard scouts didn't notice?
While thinking, Gong Xiqiu said coldly: "We're here!"
The terrain of the Chaoliguan Mountains is complex, with scattered heights and endless stretches. It is easy for ordinary people to get lost when entering the mountains, let alone find a way to support them. Shen Tang and Gong Xiqiu are not ordinary people. They directly use force to climb to the top in a straight line.
When traveling between peaks, we follow the standard of "the shortest distance between two points and one line" to minimize the distance and gain valuable time.
"Fuck, where are they?"
After some searching, they found the location where the sentry arrow was launched.
But when we arrived, there were only ruins.
There is a lot of mixed atmosphere around, and there are a lot of people!
Judging from the situation, this group of people under Wu Xian's account should have concentrated their force for a surprise attack, and the enemy sent a large number of troops to pursue them...
"There!" Gong Xiqiu just made a brief identification, raised his hand and pointed in two different directions, and suggested, "They have divided their forces. Mama, you are here, I will go over there, okay?"
Shen Tang made a quick decision: "Let's go!"
The two turned into streams of light and pursued each other in two directions.
Reinforcements are on their way.
The Chaoliguan Mountains have not been so lively for a long time.
At the same time, Wu Xian and his son also had different moods.
When encountering greetings from enemy archers, Wu Xian and others misjudged the number of enemies, and the enemy also misjudged the armed forces around Wu Xian. Wu Xian and others were dressed inconspicuously and looked like ordinary people.
The leader will lead the hunt.
I thought I could win it easily, but unexpectedly I hit an iron plate.
He also asked Wu Xian and the others to seize the opportunity to shoot whistle arrows as a warning!
The leader of the enemy stared at the sentry arrow that failed to stop, with a sinister look in his eyes: [Capture this group, they will die!]
The sentry arrow lifted into the sky, which meant that their position was exposed, and the hard-working plan for more than a month was in vain. Naturally, this group of people had to pay for this with their heads! However, the more they fought, the more frightened they became. How could the strength of this group of people be possible?
Is he an ordinary bodyguard?
In the melee, Wu Xian, who was protected in the middle and was fighting and retreating, saw a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye. He suddenly thought that 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's end: "Get them, take them down!"
It’s Wu Zhaode!]
Wu Xian knew who it was as soon as he heard the voice.
I cursed secretly in my heart——
[Who else could this bitch be if he wasn’t Zhang Yongqing? 】
As the leader of the force, Wu Xian may not be recognized by his soldiers, but Zhang Yongqing is definitely familiar with his face.
At this moment, Zhang He's face was full of astonishment and shock. It seemed that he did not expect Wu Xian to squat here and come to hunt! The anger that the plan was ruined disappeared and was replaced by endless ecstasy: [Beheading Wu Zhaode, there are many dangers.
reward!】
Wu Xian:【……】
If it weren't for the lack of manpower around him, he would definitely fight in front of Zhang He, an ugly monster, and slap him hard!
Who wants to behead him?
However, Zhang He's men kept popping up. At a quick glance, they were all elite, and the generals were also strong. Although they were not as strong as the six generals under his command, Wu Xian didn't take any of them with him when he went hunting today.
…
For a moment, Wu Xian's heart felt a little cold.
He knew clearly that he had encountered an elite ambush.
Wu Xian was fleeing in front, while his pursuers were chasing after him.
The accompanying generals stopped behind and delayed.
They must return to their own camp as soon as possible. As long as they can rendezvous with the soldiers and horses who see the movement and come to support them, they will be safe. They are not the only ones who can fight this plan. Zhang He knows it better than them. While chasing, he orders people to use it.
The spirit of words interfered with their escape direction. This also resulted in that even if someone broke off, they could never keep a safe distance, and people on their own side continued to be injured. If this situation continues, the situation would be very unfavorable for them!
At this time, Wu Xian made a decision.
He wanted to divide his troops into two groups.
Protect him all the way, protect the second young master all the way.
This was the first time that the Second Young Master felt that death was so close to him. After experiencing the initial panic, he quickly calmed down. The young man could still lose his composure, but when he turned around, he heard Wu Xian's decision to divide his troops and met those familiar eyes.
.
【......Ah, father......】
His voice trembled with fear.
The second young master never thought that he would be abandoned by his biological father.
Time was running out, Wu Xian failed to notice the flash of unwillingness and hatred in his son's eyes, and hurriedly warned: "You and I, father and son, are resigned to fate. If something unexpected happens to your father, you must help your elder brother and stabilize the family."
Industry--】
Zhang Yongqing recognized him.
If father and son divide their forces, the second child will be safer.
When the second young master came back to his senses, he only had time to see a familiar figure disappearing into the distance. Under the protection of Wu Xian's confidants, he fled in the opposite direction. Zhang He knew that Wu Xian had divided his forces, so he laughed and ridiculed: "Haha, neither father nor son are separated.
Want to run!]
Just after the battle, 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 he must be the father and son. If he could sacrifice the father and son to the flag, he would definitely be defeated.
Morale at Chaoliguan.
It can more or less make up for the losses caused by the failure of the plan.
It is said that Wu Xian's eldest son is unable to hold up a wall. Once Wu Xian and his son both die and Wu Xian's eldest son cannot suppress the old man, Tianhai's power will surely fall apart. And with Tianhai's urine, it will not be easy for Shen Youli to cannibalize them.
.Oh, so lively!
Zhang He rolled his eyes and thought of something.
He pinched his fingers with his right hand and sent a letter to the people who divided their forces to pursue the Second Young Master, asking them to follow the contents of the letter...
