Back Off, Let Me Come

"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 the way of being a scribe 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 other means can be used to assist.

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 Duke Wu were monitoring the enemy's movements, and Qin Li was also watching from behind. It was impossible for them to hide their troops when they approached the Chaoliguan Mountains, and they had already been discovered. But the reality is that there was no relevant battle report before today.

The pioneer scouts did not send a message, and Gong Su did not notice it either.

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, and frowned: "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 change battles 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, Shen Jun 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. .”

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 route, you can indeed avoid Gong Su's way of being a scribe. After all, Gong Su'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 to deal with so much soil?"

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 them and bury them all underground. My lord is an expert at digging tunnels to harm people.

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 are unwilling to reveal their ways of being scribes. In addition to leaving a hand to protect themselves, there is also the fact that the information is controlled by the enemy and can easily be targeted. Qin Li's way of being a scribe is incomprehensible at first glance. The enemy's formation, marching route and scheduling are all clearly 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 capsizes in the gutter.”

He didn't mind Wu Xian's life or death.

But losing lives at this juncture is not good for the overall situation.

Once Wu Xian died, wouldn't everyone who was already having a serious struggle turn into an uproar? There is no way to expect them to unite as a team to fight against Huang Lie. They may even secretly switch sides when they see no hope of victory. This group of people may not be able to do this!

After all, nothing is more important than their family's continuation, survival and interests! Changing the court is not a shame, as long as it is beneficial, today's enemy can also be tomorrow's master. However, this is just a worst-case scenario.

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 Wu Xian is alive not just because of this. The two have been ministers for many years. For this reason, he also hopes that the other party can live longer. It's just a pity that I don't have the right to leave the camp without permission, so I can't rush to save 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 hadn't 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 hold on, they can still set fire to the fields and granaries in the rear.

If the food supply is insufficient, the troops will have to withdraw.

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, he thought he didn't hear.

Unexpectedly, Qin Li nodded in agreement: "Indeed."

Anyway, there are no outsiders, so what’s wrong with gloating? ——

"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 been quiet recently, even if there are twists and turns. You can save the day from danger, but what’s the end result? You don’t even know when the enemy comes to your doorstep! And that Huang Xiguang actually secretly learned my special skills..."

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 was stealing from her. She dug tunnels to trap so many enemies, but she didn't expect that one day she would be almost surrounded by someone who stole her home. This is really a cold joke from hell.

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 the way of being a scholar, he borrowed literary skills from her every day, and 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. Just twice, she can afford it! Jiang Sheng is busy with government affairs every day, and he will catch anyone...

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.

Our side is 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 customs, which can withstand some of the military disasters. The result should be a near miss. 】

Shen Tang: [...Xiangrui? A fierce man descended from heaven? 】

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 an extremely longing look in his 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 promises to find 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 Emirates have no idea of ​​their own luck, they always feel that good luck lies in the next shot! Jiang Sheng was completely unable to control his hands when faced with his lord's abundant reserves of literary talent. Once the gate is opened, he will not stop until every drop of her grace is gone.

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 magic stick.

She pretended to scratch her head, avoiding Jiang Sheng's longing eyes, and coughed softly: "Ahem, even so, I still ask everyone to be on guard, and order everyone to be on strict guard!" Be ready for war at any time! 】

She never expected that the enemy who stole the teacher would also want to steal her home!

The pioneer 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 were not ordinary people. They directly used force to climb to a high place in a straight line, and traveled up and down between the peaks. According to the standard of "the shortest distance between two points and one line", they minimized the distance and gained precious time.

"Fuck, where are they?"

After some searching, they found the location where the sentry arrow was launched.

But when they 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 on a surprise attack, and the enemy sent a large number of troops to pursue them...

"There!" Gong Xiqiu just made a slight identification, raised his hand and pointed in two different directions, and suggested, "They have divided their forces. Mama, you go this way, and 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 have 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, looking like ordinary generals leading people on a hunt.

I thought I could win it easily, but I hit a brick wall.

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 was lifted into the sky, which meant that their position was exposed, and the plan that they had worked hard for for more than a month was in vain. Naturally, this group of people had to pay for this revenge with their heads! However, the more they fight, the more frightened they become. How could this group of people be as strong as ordinary personal guards?

In the melee, Wu Xian, who was protected in the middle and fought and retreated, saw a familiar figure from the corner of his eye, and he 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's end: "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 him.

At this moment, Zhang He's face was full of astonishment and shock, as if he didn't expect Wu Xian to be squatting here to hunt! The anger that the plan was ruined disappeared and was replaced by endless ecstasy: [Behead Wu Zhaode, and there will be rewards! 】

Wu Xian: [……]

If it weren't for the lack of manpower around him, he would definitely fight in front of this ugly monster Zhang He and slap him hard!

Who wants to chop off his head?

However, Zhang He's men kept popping up. A quick glance showed that they were all elite, and the generals were also very powerful. 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 soldier.

Wu Xian fled in front, and 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 meet up with the troops who came to support them after seeing the movement, they will be safe. They were not the only ones to know this plan, Zhang He knew it better than they did. While pursuing, he ordered people to use words and spirits to interfere with their escape direction. This also resulted in the fact that even if someone broke up, a safe distance could not be opened, and people on our side continued to be injured. If this situation continues, the situation will 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 calm himself down, but when he turned around, he heard Wu Xian's decision to divide his troops and met those familiar eyes.

【...Ah, father...】

There was a slight tremor of fear in his voice.

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, just let fate happen." If something unexpected happens to your father, you must help your elder brother and stabilize the family business——】

Zhang Yongqing recognized him.

The father and son divide their forces so that the second child can be safer.

When the second young master came to his senses, he only had time to see a familiar figure disappear into the distance. Under the protection of Wu Xian's confidants, he fled in the opposite direction for his life. Zhang He knew that Wu Xian had divided his forces, so he laughed and ridiculed: [Haha, neither father nor son can escape! 】

Just after the battle, Zhang He heard someone calling the young man next to Wu Xian "Second Young Master". The young man's appearance was very similar to Wu Xian's, so he must be father and son. If the father and son can be sacrificed to the flag, the morale of Chaoliguan will be severely damaged.

It can more or less make up for the loss of failed plans.

It is said that Wu Xian's eldest son is unable to hold up a wall. Once both Wu Xian and his son die, Wu Xian's eldest son cannot hold down the old man, and Tianhai's power will surely fall apart. And with Tianhai's urine, it would not be easy for Shen Youli to cannibalize them. Hey, it’s 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...

Kill people, kill your heart!

[Second Young Master, there is no way out! 】

"Song Tan Chronicles", Song of Thorns.

Introduction: After returning from cultivating immortality, I went back to my hometown to live broadcast farming!

PS: If you like farming articles, you can check it out. It’s been one year since the book was published. Time flies so fast.

PS: My Wandering Earth Benben assembled peripherals were stolen. It was stolen on the 7th. There is no surveillance on the elevator in Shiitake Community. The other party still turned his back to the express delivery and walked backwards. In order to catch her, I could only judge from the vegetable basket and backpack the other party was carrying that she had just come back from get off work, and checked her car all the way... I could basically lock the target, but I was still so angry, my stupidity!