Chapter 898 It Takes No Effort at All (Still Five Thousand)

The horse's hooves charged rapidly, the sky-shattering roar screamed for death, the weapons clashed, mixed with long howls that were either exciting or miserable...

In just a short moment, after Tang En bypassed the frontal battlefield, the boundless wilderness, the dense forests of the surrounding mountains, and even every ditch and mountain depression became an out-and-out battlefield meat grinder.

In fact, not only here, but also on both sides of the Zichen War Zone, the same bloody battle was taking place in the Cangyan and Thunder War Zones.

This was an obviously unreasonable encounter. Bran's frontline army had to do this after receiving orders from their superiors, and the barbarians also responded in a hurry. They met on a narrow road, and neither side had much preparation. In this special situation, the role of tricks and strategies is almost negligible. What determines the direction of the battle can only be the on-the-spot command of the officers and generals and the combat quality of the soldiers. Especially the latter is the top priority!

In this way, the barbarians with terrifying individual soldier abilities undoubtedly took advantage. They were never afraid of melee combat. What they were afraid of were towns with thick stone walls and high walls, as well as Bran's powerful and endless variety of alchemical weapons. But now on this unobstructed battlefield, Bran's advantage in this regard has undoubtedly been greatly reduced.

There are no military facilities such as city wall checkpoints, horse fences, moats, etc., and there are even fewer annoying heavy alchemy tools. At least they don’t see the Thunder Hammer or the cold metal cannon that causes them heavy casualties every time. No matter... Chapter 898 is updated without any effort! Every barbarian warrior seemed extremely excited, and kept waving the huge weapons in their hands so that the wind roared, and several regular Bran soldiers could not get close.

Of course, the battle has just begun, so it is not easy to determine the winner. For example, right now, even though the barbarians do have the upper hand due to their inferior numbers, it is undoubtedly unrealistic to eat so many elite Zichen soldiers in one go.

but. These have little to do with Tang En, who has already bypassed the main battlefield. This other world is not the current world, and the scouts here are not the current world's scouts capable of small-scale assaults. Generally speaking, on this relatively primitive cold weapon battlefield. Scouts do not need to directly participate in combat. Of course, if the soldiers are exhausted. That has to be said separately. At that time, I am afraid that even the chef who is in charge of logistics will have to go up with a kitchen knife and fight...

The rear of the barbarians was quite chaotic, with crowds of figures and loud roars from time to time, which made Tang En, who came here for the first time, bewildered. After walking around for a while, not only could I not find the current camp, I couldn't even find anything that looked like a command system.

Of course. Tang En, who was not familiar with warfare, didn't know that the barbarian army had no fixed command post at all. Unlike Bran, who is a general of an army or even the commander of a division, he has a fixed headquarters during combat. The generals on the barbarian side sit directly in the army, probably in the middle and rear of the army. The so-called command system is also The barbarian general himself and several officers beside him were riding on horses. When they saw where the troops under his command were not fighting smoothly, they immediately started to curse. Then just click on any of the officers around you, or one of the officers who recommended himself, and lead his people to support immediately... Updated Chapter 898. It takes no effort and is straightforward. Simple and crude!

Of course, this does not mean that the barbarians do not have a headquarters. The reason why generals and officers command so simply is actually because their warriors are generally simple-minded. Only by using this primitive command method can we better control our troops. However, the commander at a higher level does not have to do this, because the people he directly orders are generals with relatively reliable IQs, and there is no need to worry about the order being misinterpreted, so there is also a command tent.

To put it simply, it means that the barbarian army has a fixed headquarters. That's generally *oss.

Tang En, who was still unaware of this, looked around the simple camp. I couldn't find where the command center of the tens of thousands of barbarian troops was, and I couldn't help but feel depressed. Although he didn't expect to meet the mysterious commander as soon as he came here. But now I can't even find a small headquarters, which is really embarrassing...

Soon, Tang En thought that there must be something wrong here, so he stopped looking for the non-existent headquarters. Instead, he walked towards the army he had just found along the way. As soon as he entered this simple army camp, the actual mountain was just a mountain col, a place where food and supplies were placed for the wounded...

"Back, Brother Saba." A barbarian with a body as strong as a bear walked towards him. He grinned when he saw Tang En, nodded in greeting, and then looked behind him in confusion, "Hey, where are Wulihan and the others? You guys? Aren’t we going out together?”

Ulihan? Oh, it must be those other barbarian scouts... "Don't mention it, it's really unlucky." Tang En shook his head sadly and raised his blood-stained arm, "When I came back, I met a large group of Bran soldiers, but I was the only one. Kill them out, alas..."

"What a pity. I hope they can return to the arms of the great god of the wilderness." He put his hand on his left chest. Hearing this, the bear-like barbarian raised his head and said a eulogy to the sky. He then shook his head, and his expression did not show much sadness.

It's not that they are cold-blooded, the Northern Wilderness barbarians have a relatively weak view of death. Especially dying on the battlefield is a matter of honor to them.

He patted Tang En on the shoulder and said, "Don't be sad, brothers Sabah, we will avenge them."

"Yes." Tang En, who realized that he seemed to have acted, calmly put away his sad expression and nodded lightly in agreement.

"How about killing a few of them now to vent your anger?" The strong barbarian grinned slightly, showing a cruel smile, "It's nothing to do here anyway. With our skills, as long as we are careful, it is easy to kill a few bran bastards." .”

This is true. The barbarians who can join the scout team are certainly not ordinary characters. In terms of speed alone, as long as they are not surrounded by Bran's soldiers, quickly kill a few people and then move away, there is really nothing that Bran's ordinary soldiers can do against them.

"Uh... forget it, go ahead. I'll report the information I found first."

"What a report. We've all been slapped. Then we still need our information." After a pause, the sturdy barbarian seemed to realize something, and looked at Tang En in confusion, "It's strange, Saba, what are you talking about... Well, why is it a little bit... Different? It seems to have a bit of an imperial city accent, quite authentic..."

"Ahem..." Damn it! Can you hear this? Tang En always felt that barbarians spoke like a walnut in their mouth, vague and unclear. It would be good if they could hear clearly what they were saying. I don't think there seems to be any distinction between the accents of the Imperial City and the accents of other places... He coughed a few times and lowered his tone. "There's no Imperial City accent. I'm not from the Imperial City... Well, my throat has been feeling uncomfortable these past few days. Maybe that's the reason."

"Oh." Nodding suddenly, the strong barbarian just mentioned it. There was no doubt about Tang En's identity. It was impossible to doubt, after all, the identical living person was standing in front of him. He raised his hand and left, "That's it. I'll go for a walk around the battlefield to see if I can get some military honors... By the way, what if the head is there?" If I ask, please help me hide it."

"no problem."

Information about barbarian military exploits. Tang En had known about it before. In any army, clear distinction between rewards and punishments is naturally a must. The same is true for the barbarians. Generally, the left ear of Bran's soldiers cut off on the battlefield is counted as the head. Of course, this refers to special arms. Ordinary barbarian soldiers charge and fight, so they naturally don't have time to cut off their ears. Generally, after winning the battle, the merits of the battle are collectively counted on the head of the entire team. Although this may be a bit biased, it is better than good calculation and can also cultivate the team's ability to cooperate.

Scouts who usually only operate alone or in a team of several people are included in the category of special arms. They have plenty of time to cut off the enemy's ears. Take it back and add it to your military record. Of course, scouts are not allowed to go out to gain military merit at this time. After all, their superiors may need them if they are not protected. However, this aspect is not strictly controlled. And under normal circumstances, the barbarians rarely use them in formal wars. So as long as you cover it up, there will be no problem. The superiors will just turn a blind eye or close one eye to this behavior similar to accepting private work, pretending not to see it at all...

Saying goodbye to this strong barbarian who wanted to gain military exploits, Tang En did not immediately go to his superiors to report the information. Of course, he didn't even know what his superior looked like or where he was... After walking around in the mountain col and observing silently for a while, Tang En began to consciously contact the target he had just chosen. Wounded soldiers, logistics soldiers, guards, etc., seemed to be doing their homework casually. In fact, they are enriching the image of the disguised identity, and passing on all kinds of information...

This is really easy for Tang En. With his cliché skills and a simple-minded barbarian target, he is sure to be successful. However, there was still little progress regarding the mysterious barbarian commander. Perhaps because the level is too low, the barbarians here did not get any useful information except that the mysterious commander seemed to value the scouts...

An hour later, Tang En found the person he was reporting to. The superior responsible for managing this compact scout group was named Bogen. He was a middle-aged barbarian with unusually thick body hair and looked like a lion. Oh, by the way, the customary term here is to call the head.

"Head, I'm back."

The middle-aged barbarian named Bagan was packing something like an envelope. Hearing this, he turned around and saw Tang En. He looked unhappy and said, "Saba, why are you coming back so slowly... Hey, are you injured?"

"It's okay, my head is just a minor injury." Tang En waved his arm carelessly and shook his head. "It's a pity that Wulihan and the others were not so lucky. When we came back, we were surrounded by a large group of Bran soldiers. I was the only one to kill them. return."

"Oh, why are you so careless?" Compared to the sturdy barbarian who didn't care much before, Bagan's expression was much sadder, perhaps because he regretted the fate of his men. Immediately, he shook his huge head like a lion's head and said, "Forget it, I wish you could come back."

"Boss, I found out some information about Bran's army. Look..."

"Let's not talk about it for now. Call Temur in." The battle had already begun, and Bagan really didn't care about the useless information that Tang En said was lagging behind, and waved his hand to Tang En to go out and call someone for him.

Temur, a captain of this barbarian scout team. Tang En couldn't help but feel moved when he heard this. He glanced at the envelope tightly tied in Bagan's hand without leaving any trace, and asked tentatively, "Boss, are you sending information? Do you count me among them?"

"You?" Bagan frowned in displeasure and said unceremoniously, "This is not something you should get involved in. Go call Taber."

Huh... Tang En couldn't help but secretly regret it. The opportunity was rare. Judging from what he had heard before, the mysterious commander seemed to attach great importance to the role of scouts. To put it bluntly, he should attach great importance to intelligence collection. And if the guess is correct, the thick letter in Bagan's hand now must be information about Bran's army in the current war. It is likely to be handed over to the mysterious commander for review... It is a good idea to follow the clues, but it is a pity. This Bagan doesn't seem to trust him enough.

Without forcing him, Tang En withdrew as he was told. The captain of the Natmul squad was found and the notice was delivered.

Tang En then strolled to the wounded barracks and used the excuse of asking for a clean piece of cloth to wrap around his injured arm. He stayed and chatted again with the wounded soldier barbarian who had a good chat with him before.

It has to be said that the vast majority of barbarians are still very honest. There was no fuss, he basically answered every question and talked about everything, which made Tang En feel that this intelligence collection was too unchallenging.

Hu was talking about the mountains and was working hard. Suddenly, the curtain of the wounded barracks was opened by a big furry hand, and a powerful barbarian walked in, his eyes sweeping around like lightning. He seemed to be holding back his anger.

Tang En looked over casually and was stunned for a moment. He knew this person, it was Temur who was found by Bagan not long ago.

As if he couldn't find the person he wanted to see, Temur's anger became more and more obvious. Then he turned his head and met Tang En's eyes. He was also stunned. After a pause and hesitation, he walked over.

"Captain Temur." Tang En stood up, stroked his chest and saluted.

"Well, Saba... right?" He nodded slightly. Temur glanced at Tang En's arm wrapped in a strip of cloth and asked, "How is the injury?"

"Uh. A little injury, nothing to worry about." Tang En, who didn't know the other party's intention, could only reply honestly.

"That's good... how about setting a mission with me?" Barbarians are mostly straightforward, and Temur is no exception. He simply said, "The bastards in my team have gone somewhere and are short of manpower. Since you It’s okay, then help me.”

It's not stated clearly, but either Temur. Even Tang En was very aware of the missing scouts in the team. They all ran out to get military glory. This led to the fact that now that the mission was over, Temur was embarrassed and couldn't find where his team members were. on the other hand. Temur didn't want to expose this matter, which would cause his team members to get no merit in battle, and would punish them one by one when they came back. After thinking about it, I had to ask Tang En to gather the number of people.

Tang En was immediately overjoyed when he heard this. He was the one who went to Temur just now, so he naturally knew what the mission was. I couldn't help but secretly sigh, I couldn't find anything after wearing iron shoes, and it took no effort to get there... Of course, on the surface, I still hesitated and scratched my head: "I have no problem, but if I ask more questions..."

Temur waved his hand carelessly: "It's okay, I'll just go say hello."

"That's no problem. I'm willing to follow Captain Temur on this mission."

"Okay, that's interesting, thank you!" Temur was also overjoyed when he heard this. He patted Tang En on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Haha, don't worry, I won't let you run away in vain. After this trip, I guarantee that you can remember one A military achievement."

He saluted excitedly, "Thank you, Captain Temur, for your support." Tsk, who said barbarians don't understand the ways of the world, aren't they playing well...

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After Temur went to say hello to Bagan, the intelligence team officially set off. There were five people in total, including captain Temur, Tang En, the two remaining members of Temur's team, and a scout who, like Tang En, was temporarily pulled from another team.

After leaving the mountain col, hearing the faint shouts of killing coming from far away, I knew that the battle in the wilderness was not over yet. Of course, as long as Bran doesn't take the initiative to retreat, this battle will not end so quickly. It is only possible that as time goes by, the area of ​​​​the battlefield will continue to expand.

The team did not rush to the rear as Tang En expected, but groped forward along the ravine and dense forest to the right. Upon seeing this, Tang En leaned over and asked, pretending to be curious, "Captain, where are we going?"

Perhaps because he felt that he had accepted Tang En's love, Temur did not hide it and replied readily: "Go to General Hugula Town South."

When Tang En heard this, he couldn't help but feel secretly disappointed. Although General Zhennan sounded like a *OSS, he was obviously not the mysterious barbarian commander... He remained calm and looked around carefully, and asked again: "Is it far? Is this road safe? "

"It's not that far. You should be able to get there in the evening. But it's hard to say whether it's safe or not." Temur didn't lie to him, he said cautiously, "I've been there several times before, except for the time I was beaten. Apart from the dispersed and defeated Bran troops, we haven't encountered any danger. But this time the situation is different. I heard that the area within a hundred miles has been completely in chaos and turned into a pot of gruel. We may encounter many Bran soldiers."

Tang En nodded thoughtfully, stopped asking, and hurried on.

Temur's estimate was good. The Bran soldiers and the Northern Wilderness barbarians within a hundred miles were indeed completely entangled, which greatly increased the danger of their trip. Not long after setting off, they saw several Bran teams. Sometimes they were chased by the barbarians, and sometimes they were chased and killed by the barbarians... It was a mess and completely disorganized.

Walking in it is like dancing on the edge of a knife. It is thrilling and exciting. If you are not careful, the result will be irreversible.

However, their luck seems to be good, and they have no danger. No matter which direction they rush out from, Bran's team is always discovered by them in time, or they simply avoid it unintentionally, and only realize that they are behind them after passing by. A Bran team just passed through not far away...

This situation, which is like a divine help, is naturally caused by Tang En's secret tricks. With his stealth skills and precise control of a small area, even Tiu's army could not surround him before, let alone this small scene now.

However, because they were careful and sometimes even induced Temur and others to discover it first, no one noticed anything was wrong and just thought that they were really lucky today. From time to time, I would touch my chest with my hands and thank the wild god for blessing...

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