Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 121 Tears Flowing

Wule muttered to himself, looked around, and felt confused.

Looking at the 40,000 Tiezhen cavalry, have they ever been defeated in battles with the enemy?

Is it because I haven't charged into the battle formation for too long?

Or is the opponent unexpectedly powerful?

Wule looked at the tribesmen he brought with him. There were a thousand neat cavalrymen, but now there were less than two hundred left.

Tears welled up in my eyes.

A guard quickly handed him a sheep stomach towel.

"Alas, I am old, and I cry when I face the wind."

Wule made fun of himself.

After this battle, Lin Feng became famous.

Battle reports from all sides flew to the desks of various bigwigs.

The border army camp and the central army tent.

Cui Yong stared at the battle report in his hand, looking at the lines of data in confusion.

Outside Qingshui City, the Tiezhen tribe's 1,000 cavalrymen were defeated by Lin Feng's less than 600 cavalrymen. They were chased for more than 100 miles and were reduced to less than 200 cavalrymen.

Tongjia Oule was in tears.

Song Yi stood beside the desk, looking at General Cui, who had been in a daze for a while, in confusion.

He wanted to take the battle report from Cui Yong's hand, but seeing his serious expression, he thought for a moment and retracted his hand.

Military advisor Mo Yong stroked his beard, although he had doubts in his heart.

But his expression remained unchanged, appearing mature and dignified.

After being stunned for nearly a quarter of an hour, Cui Yong finally came to his senses.

He sighed deeply: "Alas, is it that this old man is wrong?"

At this time, Song Yi reached out to take the battle report and glanced at it.

"Hehehe, General, can you believe this is true?"

"Could it be that the battle report is false?"

Song Yi nodded affirmatively.

"It may be true that Lin Feng won this battle, but the battle report is too exaggerated."

"Ok?"

"General, think about it, it doesn't make sense even from a logical point of view."

Mo Yong also reached out to take the battle report and read it carefully.

Song Yi continued, "The battle report didn't mention how many people died in Lin Feng's army, right? How could a centurion have 600 cavalrymen? Could he have commanded them?"

He pointed at the battle report in Mo's hand.

"Who counted the Tartars' one thousand cavalry? And who knew there were less than two hundred left?"

"Tongjia Wule is in tears. Hahaha, this is even more ridiculous. The fakery has reached this level. It's ridiculous."

Cui Yong looked at Mo Yong again.

"Haha, I also think that's an exaggeration, but it seems that victory is certain."

Cui Yong breathed a sigh of relief.

"Go, find someone reliable and conduct a thorough investigation. This general needs a detailed battle report."

Song Yi quickly bowed in response.

Just as he was about to leave, Cui Yong stopped him.

"Let's investigate further. What exactly did Li Yu's two thousand men do? Why did they engage in a fight with Master Tie?"

"Yes, General."

Song Yi walked out of the central military tent quickly.

At the same time, Wanyan Qingtian also had a battle report in his hand and stared at it blankly for a long time.

Then he threw it onto the big table.

"Wendihan, didn't you notify Toman?"

Wendy was confused and stretched his head to look at the battle report.

"Uh, sir, I've already been notified."

"What did you say?"

"Don't let the cavalry enter Huxi Township at will."

"Then how could this happen?"

Wanyan Qingtian angrily slammed the battle report on the table.

"Sir, this is Qingshui County, not Huxi. Could it be that Lin Feng left Huxi and went to Qingshui?"

Wanyan Qingtian gradually calmed down.

"This Lin Feng is slowly becoming bigger, so we need to take it seriously."

Wendihan quickly said, "Sir, why not mobilize the army and go over and destroy him?"

"Mobilize the army? Which unit should we mobilize?"

"Sir, the 10,000 troops at the border camp are completely useless. Cui Yong doesn't dare to leave the camp."

Wanyan Qingtian frowned and said, "Lin Feng's battle has boosted their morale. If we were to transfer the army, would it be..."

"Cui Yong's attitude has been unclear and wavering. It's really hard to say."

After thinking for a while, Wanyan Qingtian calmed down completely.

"Our mission is to collect supplies. The emperor is very satisfied with how much supplies we have delivered to the tribe. Please don't cause trouble for the time being."

"What you mean is that grabbing things is the main thing, and occupying territory is not important?"

"That's right. Preserving our manpower is the most important thing. If we lose too many, we won't be able to gain a foothold in the clan."

"Your Excellency is wise."

"Send someone to tell Tamman not to cause trouble and to grab as much supplies as possible."

"Yes, my lord."

Tuoman was also very depressed at this time. Not only did he lose manpower, but he was also scolded by Wanyan Qingtian in a letter.

I didn't go there to cause trouble. It was clearly Lin Feng who came to me on his own initiative.

Wule was severely whipped twenty times by Tuoman and was lying in the tent recuperating from his injuries.

However, he was quite unconvinced, glaring fiercely and thinking about how to take revenge.

The battle report from General Qin Zhong of the Palace Army was relatively delayed.

By the time he received the battle report, the war had already lasted for more than ten days.

However, this did not hinder his excitement.

I was not wrong about this person. He is a young man who can achieve great things.

Qin Zhong paced around the room, thinking about how to reward Lin Feng.

At present, Lin Feng has become a captain of a thousand men and is given the title of General Wuwei.

Killing eight hundred enemy cavalry in battle is such a great achievement that it is difficult for me to arbitrarily define a specific reward.

This probably needs to be reported to the imperial court and copied to the Zhenxi Protectorate.

No matter how people discuss this war.

Lin Feng ushered in his own harvest season.

The crops in the farmland outside the city are finally ripe and it is time to harvest.

He ordered several of his generals to send out dozens of teams, each with ten people.

It spreads out with Qingshui and Lingdouzi as the center.

Whenever you encounter Tartar cavalry, you must bring back their heads and the reward will be doubled.

Lin Feng wanted to drive out all the Tartars in this area to ensure that all his crops could be harvested.

Based on the training results of this stage and the weapons and equipment of each soldier.

He fully believed that a group of five Tartar cavalrymen would be no match for them.

There isn't even much chance of escape.

Of course, if the Tartars encounter their own team and turn around and run away, that would be another matter.

Qingshui County has a bumper harvest and the people have enough food.

The refugees and common people nearby gathered in Qingshui.

Qingshui County's economy began to recover and develop.

On the basis of encouraging farming, Lin Feng also encouraged handicraft workshops. He adopted an attitude of support and reward for those skilled craftsmen, gathered them in the county town, developed their own handicraft workshops, and at the same time provided paid services to the army.

This indeed brought him unexpected benefits.

For example, several parts of the crossbow have not been handled ideally.

But there are capable people among the people. After some searching, he found someone who could handle the problem for him.

This makes the crossbow in Lin Feng's hand more efficient, greatly improving both accuracy and winding speed.

As for the toughness of the steel knife, there is still no idea.

Although it is sharp and hard enough, it lacks toughness and breaks easily.

This matter cannot be rushed. Lin Feng's chemistry grades are very average, so he has to put it aside for the time being.

At this time, Lin Feng was sitting in the living room receiving an old man.

He is in his fifties, with a white beard.

But he looked profound, as if every wrinkle contained truth.

"I am Lan Yu, formerly a counselor to General Cui of the Border Army. When I met General Lin today, I knew at a glance that you are no ordinary person."

"Oh, Zeng Ren?"

"Now Lan has resigned."

"Haha, Mr. Lan, you're too polite. I'm just lucky."

"No, no, facing the Tartar cavalry, we were able to defeat the enemy with a small force. It wasn't just luck."

"I didn't know Mr. Lan was here..."

Lin Feng changed the subject and asked.

Lan Yu pondered for a moment and stared into Lin Feng's eyes.

"I wonder what General Lin will do next?"

Lin Feng smiled and said, "Mr. Lan, have you taught me?"