Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 431: Bones or torture instruments?

Indeed, from the Dazong border line to the northwest, there are almost no signs, only plains that are even wider than the west of the town.

With such a large area and tens of thousands of troops deployed, it is impossible to lock the direction.

"Have all the troops stationed at the border and await orders."

Lin Feng said helplessly.

You have to get a true map first to accurately find the location of each tribe.

Especially the place where the Tiezhen royal family lives. If you rush in without a map and a guide, you will probably get lost in the prairie.

Lin Feng tapped the topographic map with his fingers.

"Ah, it seems running into someone's house to fight and steal things is not an easy job."

He muttered.

But I felt that since the war had reached this point, it would be best if I didn't go to Tiezhen's territory and get something back.

Wouldn’t that be a huge disadvantage for me?

How much has Master Tie robbed in all these years in Dazong?

Gold, silver, treasures, food and supplies.

In the past few years, they have snatched it back, and when it has accumulated to a certain level, they transport it back.

How many times have you gone back and forth?

They robbed the whole west of the town.

I have to go on this looting trip, just to pursue psychological balance.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t have a map, there are still two active maps.

Lin Feng chuckled and said, "If the two silver-armored Tartars want to survive, they must lead the way for me obediently."

Thinking of this, Lin Feng felt very clear in his mind.

He slammed the floor and said, "Come here, tell the convoys carrying food and fodder not to go back, but to follow us directly to the border."

Wen Jian was still confused.

"Go, take those two silver-armored Tartars with you and keep them separately. Let's see which of them dares to fool me, hehe."

Wen Jian finally reacted.

"General, which way are we going to attack?"

"It's necessary. If I don't stir things up, I'll feel uncomfortable."

A smile appeared on Wen Jian's face.

"I also think that I'll feel better if I do it."

"Go and convey the order quickly."

"Yes, General!"

The Qingshui Army's pursuit troops gradually gathered on the border between Dazong and Tiezhen.

After setting up camp, they waited for Lin Feng's further orders.

Lin Feng also began to plan the steps to enter Tiezhen in the empty Tatar camp.

The current military equipment is already capable of defeating the Tiezhen cavalry.

Lin Feng felt that it was not enough and needed to be further strengthened.

Gunpowder is a good thing. It is invincible on the battlefield and has low production costs.

Its effect is several times better than expensive chariots and heavy armor.

The only problem is the transportation of gunpowder. If you are not careful, it will cause great losses.

The catapults were also too heavy and bulky to keep up with the troops.

Lin Feng is designing a smaller version of the catapult.

It turns out that the huge catapult can catapult objects weighing hundreds of kilograms over a distance of five or six hundred steps.

My new catapult is three times smaller, easy to operate and can be transported without any problems.

The only difference is that the ejection distance has been shortened by nearly half.

However, it does not need to launch objects that are too heavy. It only needs to be able to throw the black coarse porcelain jar three hundred to four hundred steps.

Gunpowder was not easy to carry, so Lin Feng only took the raw materials.

When it is time to use, there is still time to prepare it on site.

All supplies have been prepared, and we are just waiting to work with the two silver-armored Tartars to determine the attack route.

Unexpectedly, Wendyhan was very cooperative. When asked to draw a route map, he worked very seriously.

But Yinjia Bilan would refuse to obey until his death.

He looks so tough that he won't sell out national interests even if you kill him.

A map drawn by one person is not trustworthy. If two people draw the maps separately and they don’t match, one of them must be lying.

Therefore, Bilan must draw a map.

Cheng Liang and Wen Jian waited helplessly for Lin Feng's instructions. They had no other options.

Lin Feng stroked his chin and pondered for a moment.

"You two too, if you don't work, beat him up."

Cheng Liang smiled bitterly and said, "General, beat him up. This guy is quite tough and can resist."

Lin Feng was puzzled: "Is our torture device not cruel enough?"

Wen Jian scratched his head and said, "General, it's because I thought he was still useful that I didn't dare to take any ruthless action."

Lin Feng shook his head: "If you don't cooperate with our work, you are useless. It's not a pity to destroy it."

Cheng Liang and Wen Jian looked at each other.

"Yes, General, I'll let him see whether the bones are harder or the torture instruments are harder."

Lin Feng said softly: "Don't damage his brain, um, and his arms."

"Understood, General."

Lin Feng stopped talking and just waved his hand, signaling them to get back to work.

Lin Feng knew very well that no one could withstand the large-scale torture instruments.

Not even myself.

Resisting torture instruments will definitely destroy your body, and trying to test your strength can easily lead to disability or death.

Bilan is a tough guy and he sticks to his guns.

He thought that if he didn't cooperate, the worst that could happen would be that Lin Feng would bury him alive.

There is nothing to be afraid of about death. You will know nothing after a while.

Who would have thought that these people would not even give him a chance to die and would start to attack him.

Four or five burly men came to the prison and dragged him out.

Mentioned a room full of blood.

The walls of the room were covered with various torture instruments, stained with black and red blood.

There was a pot of red-hot charcoal in the middle of the room, with a red-hot iron rod on top.

Bilan knew what they were going to do, but he just gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Cheng Liang stood at the side of the room, observing Bi Lan's expression coldly.

Seeing that he remained unmoved, he waved his hand.

Several men came forward, held Bilan up, and quickly stripped off his clothes.

The upper body was tied to a wooden frame, and the legs were stretched and tied to the beam at the other end.

Cheng Liang looked at the torture instruments on the wall.

"Let's try the clamp on him first."

The burly men put wooden clamps as thick as their arms around Bilan's thighs, pulled the ropes at both ends, and waited for orders.

Cheng Liang raised his chin.

The two men pulled it to the sides with force.

Bilan suddenly felt a sharp pain in his thigh, and beads of sweat the size of beans began to drip from his forehead.

He gritted his teeth and endured the pain without making a sound.

Until everyone heard a "click".

Everyone knows that this guy has a broken leg.

Bilan had already lowered his head and was silent.

Cheng Liang nodded: "He is a real man, but it's a pity that he is pretending in front of me. It's useless."

Several sturdy men got some clean water and splashed it on Bilan to wake him up.

"Come, try to see if his hips are harder."

They moved the clamp upwards and placed it on Bilan's hips.

If this part is pinched off, the entire lower body will be paralyzed.

Moreover, the organs from the waist down will completely lose all functions.

Bilan had also tortured others and had seen a lot of these things.

I didn't expect them to torture him right away. It seemed like they didn't intend to let him die easily.

After his hip bone was broken, it would definitely move upwards, and his lumbar vertebrae and ribs would be crushed into pieces one by one.

But once the ribs and sternum are broken, you will be close to death, so just grit your teeth and hold on.

Bilan pondered over it, still clenching his teeth and saying nothing.

Seeing that he was not scared, Cheng Liang shook his head at the men.

A leading man picked up the red-hot iron rod from the brazier and slowly approached Bilan's body.

The high temperature made Bilan's skin sizzle.

This kind of pain made Bilan scream miserably.