Zhang Sanfeng let Xiao Hei go. Xiao Hei just stood up and was about to take revenge. Seeing this, Lin Feng quickly stood between the ox and the man.
"Moo!" Xiao Hei looked at Lin Feng aggrievedly, meaning that this fat old man was bullying the cow.
Lin Feng smiled and touched its head: "This is my master. He is the ancestor of our family. You must not contradict him in the future."
After saying this, he took off the leather water bag from his waist and filled it with a few gulps of spiritual spring water.
Xiao Hei let Zhang Sanfeng go after he had the spiritual spring water to drink. He had no principles at all.
"Hehe! Disciple! What do you want to eat for breakfast?" Zhang Sanfeng came over and asked with a smile.
Lin Feng also smiled and asked him: "Master, what do you want to eat?"
Zhang Sanfeng thought for a moment and said, "Mutton soup, boiled chicken, and sesame cakes. The boiled corn we had yesterday was also good. Let's have some too."
"No problem, please wait a moment, Master."
If the master wants to eat, he has no choice but to make it. Besides, there is no need for him to do it himself, Linglong Tower will do it soon.
Lin Feng's wife Yang Jingyi came to pay her respects to Zhang Sanfeng. Han Shan also came with his two grandsons and paid a deep bow to Zhang Sanfeng.
Ren Gang walked up to Zhang Sanfeng with a worried look on his face.
"Uncle Zhang, I'm leaving. I have family in King Qi's fiefdom. Now that the Northern Barbarian army has invaded, I don't want to live alone if anything happens to my family, so I have to go back and see them."
Zhang Sanfeng smiled faintly: "Why are you so anxious? I remember telling you that this is a chess game, with both attack and defeat. You are just a pawn and can't play a big role. So, let me give you a guarantee. Within three days, the Northern Barbarian Army will retreat."
Ren Gang was puzzled and was about to ask again when Zhang Sanfeng had already gone to the cafeteria with his hands behind his back. He had just smelled the scent of mutton soup.
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In King Qi's fiefdom, a city had been burned down. King Bei was standing on the ruins, with a black-robed man from the Liman tribe standing behind him.
"Your Highness, the Northern King, the defenders of this city have been completely wiped out. Our losses are minimal. I didn't expect this Qi King to be such a complete idiot. His military management is a complete mess, and he has absolutely no fighting power. At this rate, it won't be long before our army captures the city where his palace is located."
The old man in black robe said respectfully.
The Northern King shook his head. "It's just a small city, a newly built one, with weak defenses. Also, have you noticed? These defenders are quite old, and their weapons aren't made of fine iron. The Qi King is wealthy, and there are fine iron mines here. Why wouldn't he equip his army with powerful weapons?"
"Could it be because King Qi is just a fool who only knows how to enjoy himself?" said the old man in black robe.
The Northern King shook his head again. "Prince Qi's reputation isn't exaggerated. Our spies have also investigated him. He only sleeps four hours a day, spending all his time managing the affairs of his fiefdom. He also often makes secret visits in plain clothes, visiting the fields and homes of ordinary people to inquire about their well-being. How could such a kind and wise prince not care about the weapons and equipment of his army?"
The black-robed old man thought for a moment and then said, "Are you saying that Prince Qi did this on purpose? To let our army down?"
The Northern King nodded. "That's possible. The smoother things go, the more uncertain I become. Think about it. We haven't encountered any decent resistance along the way."
"It's true. You came with hundreds of thousands of troops, but King Yu's defense line is as leaky as a sieve, and King Qi's main force has not appeared yet. According to the secret investigation of my Liman tribe, a strange thing happened in King Qi's fiefdom on the second day after the death of the Great Yan Emperor." The old man in black robe was also a little uneasy at this time.
The Northern King asked, "What's so strange?"
The black-robed old man replied, "It's kerosene. Prince Qi has been frantically buying up large quantities of kerosene and driving up the price to an incredible high, more than five times what it was in previous years."
"Kerosene?" The Northern King walked back and forth on the ruins with his hands behind his back.
At this moment, he looked at the terrain around the new city, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.
"This new city is built in a basin and is surrounded by mountains. What kind of idiot would build a city in such a low place? Aren't you afraid of being flooded?... No! Quick, let the army leave the city and go to higher ground. You, the Liman tribe, are trying to harm me!" As the Northern King spoke, he suddenly thought of something and gave a loud order.
The Northern King's shout disturbed the entire army. Teams of soldiers began to pass on orders, but this was an army of hundreds of thousands! The mighty line stretched for who knows how many miles.
This time, the Northern Barbarian army attacked King Qi's fiefdom not for the purpose of occupation, but mainly to destroy the economic lifeline of the Great Yan Dynasty. Therefore, they did not divide their troops and vowed to destroy this rich land with a devastating force.
Such a large army was scattered around the burned city, and it was surrounded by mountains on all sides, making it like a funnel.
The Northern King's central army camp was the first to move out of the city and head towards the higher ground, ordering the soldiers to convey the Northern King's orders. By noon, the Northern Barbarian army had arrived at the higher ground one after another to set up camp.
"Phew! That was a close call! Hahaha, if I were in charge, I would definitely build a water storage dam on the high ground around here, and when the army is at the lower ground, I would dig the dam mouth. That way, no matter how many people there are, they won't be enough. Hahaha, it seems that I was worrying too much and overestimating them."
The King of the North felt relieved when he saw his army arriving at the high ground one after another.
The old man in black robe was about to make a few compliments with a smile when he smelled a pungent odor.
"On fire? It smells like kerosene." The old man in black robe stammered.
Countless fireballs rolled down from the heights of the surrounding mountains. Each fireball was the size of a small house. The flames on the fireballs were emitting black smoke, like dark clouds covering the sky, and smashed towards the Northern Barbarian army that was still climbing the slope.
The fireballs were rolling down at such a fast speed. They were made of hay and topped with kerosene. A pungent smell hit our faces.
“Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!”
Before the fireball rolled completely in front of the Northern Barbarian army, countless rockets were fired from all directions. The sound of arrow whistles breaking through the air made everyone who heard it tremble all over.
The Northern King's central military tent became the focus of attention and was now on fire. He was like a wild dog, chased down from a high place by fireballs and rockets, and hurriedly ran towards the burned city.
It was impossible to attack up there because of the huge fireballs and rockets blocking the way. There must be a large army ambushed above. Climbing up with all the effort would be a death sentence.
As the fireball rolled down, countless Northern Barbarian soldiers were burned to death or injured. Their screams shook the bottom of the basin, creating a scene like hell.
Even if they managed to avoid the fireball, the rockets shot down from high places would still take their lives.
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