Chapter 337 Night Battle

In the palace, Bai Feng stood in front of Zhao Shuang.

"My lord, the Mo family's stronghold in Nanzheng has been established, and the corresponding organs have been transferred."

Reclaiming the land and settling the people was only a matter of course, but secretly, it was necessary to move the Mohist power here.

By establishing a communication line that secretly runs through the territory, with the main city of Zhaojiacun as the node, the Mohist strongholds can be divided along it. In this way, a large number of Mohist disciples can quickly shuttle and radiate their influence to the Central Plains in the east, Bashu in the west, and even Longxi, and even beyond.

For Zhao Shuang, the Mo family is not just the more than ten thousand Mo Xia who roam the world, but more importantly, the institutions that can develop production.

"Is Gongshuxiu here?"

"We have arrived at the Mo family stronghold in Nanzheng. We are repairing the mechanism White Tiger that was damaged during transportation."

"He's still the same!"

Gongshuxiu left Gongshujia and joined the Mo family because of Zhao Shuang. However, he was always in an awkward situation in the Mo family. Even today, I have never been to Guan City.

However, his obsession with the Mo family's mechanism skills is not just talk. Compared with the public losers, the Mohist institutions are more friendly to the people, and they have great uses in transportation, production, and military.

"Although the disciples taught by Gongshu Xiu in recent years belong to the Mohist family, they are not closely related to the Mohist family. They have entered the territory of the Lord. How should we arrange it?"

"I will set up an industrial equipment department in the territory, recruit Gongshu Xiu and these Mohist disciples, and let them enter my territory openly."

There are not a few Mohist disciples who have entered various countries to serve as officials. This is not a big deal.

"My subordinate understands."

At this moment, a fire lit up in the distance.

Zhao Shuang stood up and walked out of the hall, followed by Bai Feng. After leaving the palace gate, Mo Crow fell to the ground from the eaves, side by side with Bai Feng.

"That direction is the beacon tower of Yingshan Stream."

The fire raged at night, the gate of the military camp was opened, and the long road was full of corpses.

Limang's eyes widened, he was panting like an ox, and white air was spraying from his huge nostrils. In front of him was a young general wearing black armor. All around was the Qin army in darkness.

Tonight, Limang's plan was to take advantage of the Qin army's habit of temporarily gathering the barbarians into the military stronghold after midnight to attack and occupy the military stronghold at night.

After that, even if it cannot be defended, Limang can burn it. In this way, Yingshan Stream can return to its previous state. But the difference is that the Qin people have since reclaimed 100,000 acres of land.

In Li Mang's eyes, that was wealth.

However, he was tricked by the young general in front of him and entered the encirclement. Although the people of Zhu Rong's tribe did not suffer much loss, many of his vassals died.

If he couldn't win tonight, it would be a heavy blow to his prestige.

Li Mang roared, and the surrounding giants belonging to the Zhu Rong tribe also roared. For a moment, although they were at a disadvantage, their momentum had already overwhelmed the Qin army.

The giants in the Zhurong tribe are all about one foot tall, dressed in furs, and holding simple wooden weapons in their hands. But even so, the wooden hammer as thick as a tree trunk can knock down a large piece.

Sure enough, sending a signal for help was the right thing to do.

Sima Han noticed that there was something wrong with those barbarians, so he took advantage of it. However, he was not greedy for credit. He correctly estimated the situation between the enemy and ourselves and asked for help from the rear.

In fact, the development of the situation was just as Sima Han expected. He set up a trap to besiege the people of Zhu Rong's tribe, but the power of these giants far exceeded the Qin army present.

The weapon in Limang's hand is a long black knife, about the same length as Limang's height. It is very finely polished. It is different from the wooden axes, wooden guns, wooden hammers and other weapons made of stone and wood used by giants. . Naturally, the power is also very powerful.

Sima Han saw with his own eyes that Li Mang used the long black knife in his hand to fly away an iron-wrapped ram that surrounded them. Afterwards, a large number of soldiers also flew away and were seriously injured.

We can no longer allow Li Mang to rush into the formation so unscrupulously. Over time, the morale of the army will be lost.

The arrows of the Qin army could hurt the vassals of Zhu Rong, but they had little effect on these giants whose muscles and bones were like iron and stone. For a time, Sima Han did not have time to mobilize those more powerful ballistae.

Sima Han took a strong step and rushed forward, stabbing directly with the spear in his hand.

Feeling that bit of cold light, Li Mang, who was charging into the formation, sensed the danger and returned his sword in front of him, blocking the spear.

The owner of the spear looks young, but its power is not small.

Li Mang hurriedly took a step back and stepped on the mud with his soles, sinking into a big pit. Li Mang frowned, roared, shook his arm, and turned the long black knife, knocking Sima Han away.

The figure retreated in a straight line in the air. When it landed on the ground, Sima Han had already stepped back more than twenty steps. His spear was stuck diagonally on the ground and drew a line several feet long on the soil before he could stop.

Amazing!

Sima Han understood that if he fought against this giant leader, he would definitely lose. When he attacked again, he had changed his strategy.

Dots of cold light flickered in the air, and for a moment, the shadow of the gun was like flying. Sima Han took advantage of his size to make his attack angle more flexible.

However, although Li Mang is huge, his movements are not clumsy. On the contrary, he is surprisingly flexible.

Sima Han fought with him for a long time without winning or losing, but he was already in decline.

There will be three moments of fighting. In the night sky, a circular sword light rotates. Li Mang was fighting Sima Han, and was about to win, but was disrupted by the sword light.

After the blow, Li Mang retreated and distanced himself from Sima Han.

A young woman was standing next to Sima Han. Li Mang knew this woman and had fought with him before.

Outside the camp were a large number of flags of the Qin army. Seeing the arrival of a large number of reinforcements from the Qin army, Li Mang already wanted to retreat. Immediately, he sent a signal, and all the giants turned to retreat and retreated.

Li Mang took the lead, and the charging group that surrounded them couldn't stop Li Mang's long black knife. They could only watch these giants go away.

"Bai Lu, why are you here so soon?"

Logically speaking, if a signal for help is sent out here, the fastest arrival should be Zhao Xinjun stationed behind Yingshan Stream, not Bai Lu who is in charge of Three Thousand Feathers Forest.

"Tonight I brought several hundred feathers to escort the grain and fodder. I saw that the war was going on here, so I brought my people over here first. Otherwise, how could the local recruits Zhao Xin had recruited be so fast?"

"So, the main force didn't come?"

Bai Lu smiled and breathed a sigh of relief.

"These giants are really powerful."

Sima Han also breathed a sigh of relief and was a little scared.

"If you hadn't deceived Li Mang with a trick, it would be hard to say whether we would win or lose tonight."