The lady has arranged a special guard for her fortress, but it's unclear what they can do or to what extent. Judging from their weak response to the question of "confidence" just now, it seems unreliable.
"Guess what color team these remaining dozens of people are?" Fu Rong whispered to Wei Yao.
Sometimes Wei Yao wondered what was going on in Fu Rong's brain, that he could still think about such trivial things at a time like this.
Wei Yao stroked his chin, narrowed his fox-like eyes, and said, "Team Green?"
Then they heard the lady give the order: "The remaining troops are ready to be deployed at any time!"
"yes."
The remaining hundred or so people did not stay put. They dispersed and went to their assigned posts. They were very mobile and were like "bricks" that could be moved wherever needed.
"Huh? They didn't mention any color?"
Hearing the two whispering to each other, Zheng Quchi turned his head and said directly, "There's no green, and no other color. They're just reserves. The blue team is responsible for operations and is the technical backbone, while the red team is responsible for transportation and management and is the logistics team."
Is that so?
I really didn't expect that...
Fu Rong and Wei Yao gave a dry laugh, but then fell silent.
——
"Come with me to the blue zone on the first floor of the fortress."
Zheng Quchi went down to the first floor. The first floor is the leveling layer, which is also the ground level. It extends from the walls of the fortress to the mountainside and is relatively spacious. It can also be used as a viewing platform. However, if you encounter the enemy, standing here will make you an easy target and is not very safe.
Dozens of openings were carved into the outer wall of the fortress to serve as display stands, and the Blue Zone occupied nine of them. However, they were not arranged in order, but rather distributed among these dozens of openings. This was not for any other reason than the optimal location calculated by Zheng Quchi.
The reason for these displays is currently unknown; a rectangular pattern has been painted on the ground in blue paint.
"Madam, when did you do all this?" Fu Rong asked in surprise.
Zheng Quchi said, "We've been doing it all along, but you've been busy with other things and haven't paid much attention."
Wei Yao looked at her expectantly: "Madam, it will take at least an incense stick's time to muster the troops and bring them from the garrison city. Can we really hold out?"
The Blue Team had already positioned themselves at their designated entrance and were waiting. Soon after, the Red Team arrived, pushing heavy equipment that had been assembled by the three hundred of them over nearly three months.
In other words, it was only recently assembled and placed in the warehouse, divided into areas representing metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, and it has only officially opened and been put into use today.
Seeing the red team members arrive drenched in sweat, Zheng Quchi said, "Place them in the designated spots in the blue zone."
"yes!"
These instruments, covered by black cloth, were extremely heavy. Although they had wheels, even seven or eight people pushing them together felt it was too difficult. Deep wheel tracks were left on the sandy ground. They gritted their teeth and used all their strength to push these instruments into the cave entrance and place them in the marked positions.
"So that's what the blue line means," Fu Rong said, suddenly realizing.
The red team behind them worked in pairs, carrying wooden crates and placing them one by one behind the display stands, with four crates behind each stand.
Just as they finished doing this, the soldiers on the watchtower sounded their horns again.
Waaaaah—waaaah—
This was a signal indicating that the enemy was approaching the fortress. Zheng Quchi quickly stepped out of the fortress and stood on the edge of the cliff. The enemy could only enter the fortress through the ramp below; all other places were blocked by the "walls" they had built.
Not far below, red and black-bordered military flags fluttered in the wind, like a black and red tide surging in. Leading the vanguard was a cavalry force of several thousand men, followed by various other troops running and roaring. At the front, a line of generals in armor gleamed menacingly, while those behind carried a powerful momentum that seemed to destroy mountains and flatten peaks.
Putting everything else aside, just looking at the overall quality and physical strength of their army, you can tell that they are definitely not on the same level as their Ye army... Fu Rong felt a chill run down his spine and swallowed hard.
...On another note, why would someone from a logistics unit come to the front lines?
Fu Rong was on the verge of tears. He had initially had a little confidence, but now his defenses had completely collapsed.
That's impossible to defeat without divine lightning, earth-shattering earthquakes, and mountains collapsing – a miracle would be unthinkable!
Wei Yao's face was also very ugly. Although he knew the battle was dangerous, he hadn't expected it to be this dangerous. He turned his head and said, "Madam, you should hurry up—oh, Madam?"
He turned around and found that Zheng Quchi was gone. He turned around again and looked for her. He saw her directing people to lift the black cloth covering the equipment. When the large cloth was lifted by several people at the same time, Wei Yao and Fu Rong finally saw the secret weapon that the lady had transported all the way from Shengjing.
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