Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 430: Westward Advance into Tiezhen Territory

Wanyan Qingtian would not stay still and would not be able to organize effective resistance.

Seeing that the steward had run away, he also found a direction he thought was safe, and galloped away on his horse with his guards.

The entire camp was in chaos. Without a commander, all the Tartars gave up resistance and fled for their lives.

Lin Feng saw the dawn of a great victory in his vision.

"Well done, little girl."

Xi Niang's pale face flushed again.

"That's all the general's ability. I'm just following orders."

Lin Feng did not argue with her and just gave the order.

"Take the catapult battalion and return to the city immediately to await orders."

Xi Niang didn't ask why. She stood at attention and agreed, then turned around to organize the team.

Lin Feng waved his hand: "Let's go, follow me to kill the Tartars!"

All the guards agreed loudly and followed Lin Feng as they rode their horses towards the Tartar camp.

The entire Tartar camp was in a mess, with countless Tartar corpses lying all over the place, many of them missing limbs, and even heads.

Dozens of pits were blown out on the land of the front camp.

Lin Feng led five hundred guards, rushed through the front camp and entered the center of the camp.

Countless military tents were torn apart, and there was no one left here.

Lin Feng came to a tall military tent. The tent was very sturdy and still stood in the center of the military camp after experiencing fierce fighting.

This should be the central military tent of the Tatar camp.

The five hundred guards did not stop, but bypassed the central military tent and continued to rush forward.

The rear gate of the Tartar camp had collapsed, and a section of the fence next to the gate had also been knocked down.

Further back is a vast wilderness.

The Qingshui Army, chasing the fleeing Tartars, had disappeared without a trace.

There were two badly damaged chariots parked crookedly in a shallow ditch.

There were Qingshui soldiers gathered in front of the car, discussing how to repair it.

Lin Feng did not go any further. He waved his hand and asked Cheng Liang and Wen Jian to lead a team each to search.

According to the nature of the Tartars, they looted a lot of supplies, and they fled in such a hurry that they probably couldn't take these things with them.

Sure enough, there were many intact tents in one corner of the camp, and there were provisions on the battlements in another corner.

Lin Feng was immediately in the middle of the camp, thinking about his next move.

A soldier came running over and reported loudly.

"Report, General, we have found some Tartar prisoners."

Lin Feng looked at the soldier in surprise. How come the Tartars still had prisoners?

In the battle between the Qingshui Army and the Tatars, apart from being able to decide the life and death of the Tatars himself, the order he gave to the army was to kill them all and leave no prisoners.

The soldier saw that Lin Feng was a little confused and quickly added.

"General, they are two silver-armored Tartars."

Lin Feng finally understood what the soldier said and immediately waved his hand.

"Let's go over and have a look."

After saying this, he pulled up the reins and ran back to where the soldiers were coming from.

Silver-armored Wendihan and Silver-armored Bilan, two unlucky senior generals of Tiezhen, were tied up and thrown into a corner of a military tent.

Because there was no punishment order from the general manager, the silver armor on the two men was not stripped off.

The other Tartars had all run away and no one cared about them.

Therefore, they could only wait helplessly for the Qingshui Army that came later to search this place.

The Qingshui Army who came to search recognized them as two silver-armored Tartars at a glance.

I suddenly became excited.

Lin Feng stood in front of the two silver-armored men who were tied up like dumplings, with a surprised expression on his face.

"Can you understand what I'm saying?"

Wendy blinked, knowing that he couldn't avoid it, so he nodded with difficulty.

They were tied up like this, unable to look up at Lin Feng, and had no idea who was questioning them.

"How come you, at your level, are tied up here?"

There was nothing else to do at the moment, so Lin Feng was very patient.

Wendy Han sighed, "It's just a difference in political views."

Lin Feng laughed and said, "Even after being tied up like this, that's all?"

Wendy was speechless, and Bilan was even more silent.

Lin Feng felt bored, turned around and walked out, saying casually.

"Strip off their armor and store it away, then find a place to bury the bodies."

Several soldiers responded loudly and immediately stepped forward to untie the ropes on the two men.

Wendy was unusually anxious and shouted loudly.

"I need to see Lin Feng. I have something important to tell him. If I delay, you will be in trouble."

Lin Feng stopped and turned around to ask.

"What's the important matter?"

Wendihan gritted his teeth and said, "I'm only talking to Lin Feng. No one else is qualified to listen."

He wanted to try his best to make others take his words seriously and not bury himself immediately.

I have lived for forty years and am used to a life of luxury.

Thinking about what it would feel like to be buried alive, I started to tremble with fear from the inside out.

Bilan was still a man and kept gritting his teeth and saying nothing.

Lin Feng walked back a few steps, squatted in front of Wendyhan, and raised his hand.

Two soldiers came over and turned Wendihan over so that his face was facing Lin Feng.

"I am Lin Feng. If you have something to say, please speak up quickly, or you will miss another chance."

Wendyhan had seen Lin Feng from a distance before, and after taking a closer look, he knew it was true.

"Lin Feng, I am the prince of the Dalhan tribe. You can pay a large sum of money to redeem my life."

Lin Feng stroked his chin and looked into his eyes.

In fact, Lin Feng knew very well that it would be impossible for these silver-armored Tartars to rise to this level without a powerful background.

"If I lead my army to attack, there will be no treasure that I cannot obtain."

Lin Feng said with deliberate disdain.

Wendihan smiled bitterly: "Lin Feng, the grassland is too big. You can't find us with such a small number of people. It's better to keep my life. I can earn a lot of money."

He thought that if Nalan and Naren could be redeemed with a large sum of money, then he could too.

As long as he returns to his tribe, even the Tiezhen royal family can't do anything to him.

Lin Feng nodded: "That makes sense. You came all the way to the west of the town, so you should have a map, right?"

"Uh... this map definitely exists, but..."

"If you have this attitude, I think it's better to bury it. It won't do any good."

"No, no, no, the map is in the central military tent. If it's not there, I'm afraid it must have been taken away by the general."

Lin Feng said in a deep voice: "Take them back to the castle first."

A soldier came over, picked up the two men, put them on horseback, and took them away.

"Cheng Liang, go back to the city and get the carriages to load the food and other spoils back to the castle."

Cheng Liang bowed in response, turned around, mounted his horse and ran away.

After Lin Feng gave the order, he mounted his horse and went to the central military tent of the Tartar camp.

The tent was in a mess, with some miscellaneous items thrown on the table, but no map was found.

Lin Feng came to the observation tower in the camp in disappointment and used his telescope to observe towards the northwest.

He was thinking in his mind that this time he would destroy the Tatars' only camp in the west of the town.

The defeated Tartars will definitely flee towards their own borders. It would be better to take advantage of the situation and kill them to settle the score with Master Tie.

After thinking for a while, Lin Feng gave the order decisively.

"Order all troops to continue the pursuit and advance westward toward the Tiezhen border."

The messengers rode their war horses, rushed out of the camp and galloped in all directions.

"Wen Jian, go find Wei Bao and get a copy of the Tiezhen topographic map."

Wen Jian also turned and left.

Lin Feng simply sat on the wooden floor of the observation deck, crossed his legs, and looked up at the sky.

After an unknown amount of time, Wen Jian ran back with a piece of parchment in his hand.

"General, General Wei Bao said that there is only a simple map of the terrain near the border, and there is nothing further into the country."

Lin Feng nodded, took the parchment and unfolded it to examine it.