Chapter 542: The Spirit Dog's Letter, Weier's Great Opportunity

A moment later, inside the Forward Yingdi.

Priest Bata'er was directing those who were free to lay excess wood on the ground, to prevent everyone from coming into contact with the mud, which was still somewhat damp.

After all, although the soil revealed after everyone cleared away the thick layer of humus allowed water to seep into the deeper ground in a very short time, the surface layer was actually still quite damp.

If you grabbed a handful of soil and squeezed it hard, you could even wring out some dirty water.

This kind of ground must not come into direct contact with humans!

It was fine for everyone to step on it with their feet, as they were separated by shoes, but it was not acceptable to sleep on sleeping bags placed close to the ground.

The dampness would seep into the human body, causing some chronic illnesses that were not easily detected.

Therefore, after the first step of building tents for the night, the second step was to cover the tent floors with moisture-blocking wooden boards or logs.

When they were in Dorn Town, Jier had purchased some second-hand or black-market tools for carpentry for the Refugee Team, and when the Warrior team set out, they naturally brought a set of these in the convoy.

There wasn't much, just one set, but two people holding saws made of high-quality steel could saw through logs as thick as a human thigh from the middle without taking much time, and then lay the split logs inside the tents on the ground, with the curved side facing down and the flat side facing up.

Using a saw was strenuous physical labor, so they had to switch people often, striving to change the person without changing the saw. Everyone was busy with this, laying the processed logs on the ground one by one, tapping them with the back of a Single-handed Axe to fix them in place, and then laying their respective sleeping bags back on top.

Some drivers walked back and forth on the wooden floor excitedly, and some even lay directly on the ground, lying comfortably while complaining about the sticky feeling of sleeping against the muddy ground last night.

"It would be even better if we could get water to take a bath!" this driver mused.

A warrior practicing Sword Technique nearby mocked: "Is that possible? This isn't the village; getting water is so troublesome. You have to run to the water source next door, drive away the wild beasts drinking water, just to get a bucket of water. By the time you make a round trip, half a bucket of water would have spilled on the road. Being able to supply everyone with enough water to drink is already very troublesome."

"I know, it's as if you were the ones fetching the water; it's us who fetch it. I'm just saying."

The drivers didn't need to practice martial arts diligently, so after finishing the daily maintenance work in the camp, they became idle. Some went to greet and talk to the female villagers, some learned from the warriors and picked up Jier's Training Wooden Sword to practice combat skills. Other drivers simply lay down in the tents with the newly laid wooden floors and slept soundly in the muggy summer weather.

Come to think of it, the Forest was actually quite cool, but as the warriors cleared all the trees within a fifty-meter radius centered on the Forward Yingdi, this area was exposed to direct sunlight, and the temperature was no longer cool.

Everyone complained afterwards, saying that they should have left a few trees for shade, and then it wouldn't be so hot now.

But someone immediately retorted: "No, Knight Jier said that no trees can be left in the camp, otherwise it will attract bugs or snakes and the like to crawl over or hide. If they have nowhere to hide, they won't come over. Only then can we stay safely in the camp."

Just as Priest Bata'er nodded and wanted to add a sentence, a piece of paper floating in the air drifted down from the distant wall right before everyone's eyes, and then flew over at a height of more than a meter.

This scene frightened quite a few timid guys, and many were so scared they were at a loss, not knowing what to do.

Even though they all had weapons in their hands, they couldn't think of using them at this moment.

Only Priest Bata'er was startled at first, but then he vaguely felt a kind of Great Spirit Divine Power that he was familiar with and felt safe with, which kept him from being shocked.

"Don't be nervous!"

The Priest shouted loudly. His shout finally brought most people back to their senses, and the warriors immediately drew their weapons with a clatter and surrounded the area. Others retreated with stiff limbs, clearing space for the battle.

"Don't be nervous! Move back! Everyone move back!"

The Priest shouted, telling the warriors who had actively surrounded the area to move back. Just as he was about to step forward, his shoulder was pressed by Weier: "Priest, let me do it."

But Priest Bata'er shook his head, thanked Weier for his kindness, and said: "I can sense a power of the Great Spirit, although it is very vague, this is not a bad thing!"

"But who knows what strange things will happen in the Forest?" Aoni shouted, stepping forward voluntarily: "Let me do it! My body is sturdy, even if it's a strange Curse, it might not be able to kill me."

After speaking, he stepped forward first and approached the paper floating in the air.

But Aoni, who walked up with a sense of righteousness, soon retreated, scratching his head sheepishly, and said quite awkwardly: "That strange floating paper has some scribbled words on it, I don't really recognize them."

Weier rolled his eyes, pulled Aoni over, let him block in front of Priest Bata'er, then walked up himself to look at the paper, and read aloud: "To Priest Luosa-Bata'er."

【To Priest Luosa-Bata'er:】

【This is Jier, you were startled, right! The one delivering the letter to you now is a Spirit Beast transformed from the blessing ability bestowed upon me by the Great Spirit, a huge Spirit Dog invisible to ordinary people, only I can see it. I let it come to deliver the letter because it won't be seen by anyone else, and it has a sensitive nose that can find our Forward Yingdi.】

【Just now, we have reached the outskirts of the enemy's Jiedian in the Forest and found many enemy sentries, but immediately after, we encountered an enemy team that was just about to set off for Changmai Village to transport food. The enemy team is not large, about twelve people, which is about one-sixth of the total number of enemies. This is an excellent opportunity to reduce the number of enemies!】

【I am writing to you and sending it in such a special way because I hope you can know about this as soon as possible and set an ambush before the enemy arrives to launch a surprise attack. Please try your best to ensure the safety of your own personnel and annihilate this group of enemies. Please also record the combat merits of the warriors; after the battle is over, I will distribute rewards to everyone.】

【I don't know the enemy's specific route. I am currently searching for other enemy sentries with Xueya Site and taking the risk to investigate the inside of the enemy Jiedian. Time is tight, and there is no time to go back to assist in the battle. It is not easy to ambush the enemy in the Forest in advance, but on the wilderness after leaving the Forest, they will definitely take the road we came from. Please hurry over.】

【Qiao-Jier】

Weier finished reading the contents of the letter. He completely relaxed, even raising his hand to grab the floating paper, pulling it slightly. It didn't move, but he pulled again, and this time he easily took the letter into his hand.

"It's a letter from Knight Jier."

Weier raised the letter in his hand and said loudly. At the same time, he looked carefully to the side, but did not find a huge Spirit Dog anywhere; clearly, he could not see that thing.

Priest Bata'er shook his head: "Don't look for it, it has already left."

The Priest sensed the vague Great Spirit Divine Power leaving here quickly, so he let everyone gather around, took the letter from Weier's hand, and looked at the handwriting; it was indeed Jier's handwriting.

"It is Jier's handwriting, there is no mistake."

Afterwards, the Priest looked at the contents of the letter carefully again and read it aloud to everyone around him.

After listening, everyone discussed it heatedly.

"An invisible huge Spirit Dog! How terrifying, this is just like the horror stories my mother told me when I was a child to keep me from running out to play!" Someone looked left and right uncomfortably. Even though Priest Bata'er said that the thing had already left, this person still felt that there was something around.

"Fart! Didn't you hear what Knight Jier said in the letter? That is the blessing ability bestowed by the great Great Spirit! It is the guardian Spirit Dog given to Knight Jier by the great Great Spirit! It's not some terrifying monster from a horror story! That is a Spirit Dog! A Spirit Dog! Although we can't see it, it can even help Knight Jier deliver letters! I believe it is good."

When this person said this, it made some sense, and suddenly many companions who had felt uncomfortable since just now relaxed a lot mentally. But there were still some people who were naturally sensitive to these things, muttering about how they hated the Forest and the like.

But Priest Bata'er stared closely at the letter in his hand, and let his gaze scan back and forth on the number of enemies transporting food, his expression becoming serious, and even vaguely a little sad.

Weier was a smart man, and he understood what was going on as soon as his brain turned.

So he walked up, patted the Priest's shoulder silently, and reminded him in a low voice: "Priest, time waits for no one, we must hurry to ambush the enemy. Specifically, you can try to capture an enemy and see if you can interrogate them for specific intelligence. After all, conjecture is just conjecture."

Priest Bata'er took a deep breath, his faith became firm, he nodded to Weier, and then said to the warriors: "Assemble! And prepare for battle!"

He looked at the drivers and the rescued female villagers: "You stay in the Forward Yingdi. With the help of the Long-haired Lynx Beast and the built wall, it is relatively safe. We will go and return quickly, it won't take long."

The drivers expressed that they didn't mind, but the female villagers who had only been rescued for a few days all showed troubled expressions.

But the situation was like this, and it did not allow everyone to prepare much. The warriors went to put on the newly issued Plate Armor and picked up their weapons and equipment. The drivers stepped forward to help the warriors put on the Armor, and the female villagers prepared jars of clean water and baked Bread, handing them to the warriors who were about to set out as food and water.

Priest Bata'er also returned to the tent, put on the equipment of an armed Priest, and picked up the Amber Metal Long Staff.

He had Aoni organize the team, and then immediately led the people north, first traveling from the Forward Yingdi to the Temporary Yingdi outside the Forest along the road they were already familiar with, and then going to the place where the enemy would pass to set an ambush.

Because the team was all combat personnel, without heavy supplies on their backs, and without the burden of slow-moving villagers, the Priest and his men only took two hours to quickly reach the Temporary Yingdi. After resting on the spot, eating some lunch, drinking some water, they reorganized the team and walked quickly to the north.

By the time the sun began to shift west from midday, Priest Bata'er, relying on the map near Changmai Village and some traces left on the road a long time ago, had arrived at the place where the enemy was most likely to pass from the southern Forest to Changmai Village.

Looking at the gentle terrain around them and the small patch of Shulin, Bata'er Jiaoshi was quite troubled: "In this kind of environment, how are we supposed to set an ambush?"

He had never led men into battle before, and he didn't even know much about relevant news or knowledge; most of the people in the team were young farmers who didn't know many words in the common language, and at most, they had only heard some poems about war from Bards who wandered into the countryside to hunt for beauty.

At this moment, Weier still had to step forward.

He gave a light cough, drawing everyone's gaze: "Bata'er Jiaoshi, if possible, please let me handle the arrangements for the battle."

Aoni widened his eyes: "You?"

Don't look at him as if he were questioning; in fact, the relationship between Aoni and Weier was not bad. In the entire team, besides Jier Knight, Bata'er Jiaoshi, and Xueya Site, he and Weier were the only two at the same status level.

Therefore, apart from competing in battle, the two had more of a relationship of learning from each other and imitating and surpassing one another.

At least, that was what Aoni thought.

"Yes, I will." Weier was also a bit excited at this moment, because the opportunity he had waited a long time for had finally arrived.

"In the past, at the Swordsman Academy in my hometown, although I didn't take advanced tactical courses, I did study low-level tactical courses for a few days." Speaking of this, Weier puffed out his chest slightly. Clearly, as an important period in his life, he was still very proud of the Swordsman Academy he had attended.

"Low-level tactical courses? What are those?" A Warrior asked, not understanding.

Weier explained simply: "They are tactical arrangements for battles with fewer than fifty people—how to organize, how to fight, and how to finish. The teacher at the time taught all of that. Although it was ten years ago, I can still remember some relevant knowledge."

Everyone was curious about this, but someone who disliked Weier said loudly: "Since you know so much about these things, why have you never mentioned it before? Isn't this just a lie you made up that no one can expose!"

Weier took a deep breath, knowing he must not act impulsively at this time, but rather seize the opportunity to prove himself. So, ignoring the gossip, he spoke again to Bata'er Jiaoshi, who held the decision-making power: "Please entrust the relevant matters to me! I will not let you and Jier Knight down."

Since there was no better candidate to be found, Bata'er Jiaoshi had no choice but to let Weier try.

The Priest nodded and said to everyone: "Since Weier says he has studied relevant things, regardless of whether it is true or not, let him try. But accordingly, Weier, you must charge at the front line yourself in this battle."

Weier lifted his chin slightly: "That is a matter of course."

Thus, Weier obtained the command authority for this ambush operation.

Soon, Weier began to take action.

He did not let everyone ambush the enemy here, because although this was a place the enemy would inevitably pass through, the terrain and topography here were not suitable for ambushing the enemy. If they were to ambush here, the preliminary preparation work would be significant, which was not suitable for them given the tight time constraints.

So Weier took the lead, and he brought everyone to continue moving in the direction of Changmai Village, soon finding a route with small hills on both sides.

"Look, the small hills on both sides naturally occupy a height advantage and can pincer the enemy! I want the team divided into two groups: one group will have three archers, several Warriors, one Shield bearer, and Aoni, you will be on this side. The other group will be Bata'er Jiaoshi, myself, several Warriors, and two Shield bearers."

"Both sides will have long-range attack power, defensive members, offensive members, and group commanders. Apologies, Bata'er Jiaoshi, this time I must have you serve as a long-range attack force."

Bata'er Jiaoshi waved his hand; he did not care what role he played in the team, as long as they could defeat this group of people.

"The enemy is transporting grain, so they certainly won't just use their hands and shoulders to carry it; they must use vehicles and livestock. The Plowing Oxen of Changmai Village are all missing, clearly taken by the enemy, and most likely this grain transport will involve carts. So what we need to do is quickly dig a pit on this road the enemy must take to prevent the vehicles and Plowing Oxen from passing, and trap the enemy here."

"And our two teams will hide behind the hills in advance, and once we confirm the enemy is blocked, we will launch a joint attack from the high ground on both sides."

Someone in the team said disdainfully in a low voice: "And he claimed to have attended some academy; this method isn't anything special. I could have thought of that too."

"That's true, it's a very ordinary method."

"Exactly, if it were Jier Knight, he would definitely be able to provide a more brilliant method—the kind where you know it's amazing the moment you hear it!"

Weier actually heard all of their words, but he didn't say anything. The method was simple, but there was no helping that. Time was so tight, and he didn't know when the enemy would arrive; finding a terrain that was extremely advantageous to them was already good enough.

Besides, many times, simple is useful.

Furthermore, in this battle, the enemy's weapons and equipment were not superior to theirs, especially after the battle at Changmai Village, where they had captured dozens of sets of enemy weapons and equipment; the Warriors had all changed into weapons and equipment on par with the enemy. Although their average martial arts might not be as good as the enemy's, they had Bata'er Jiaoshi, they had him, Weier, they had Aoni, and they had Sipulu who used a Changdao.

Their overall combat strength was far superior to the enemy's.

This battle, they would definitely win! And they would win it beautifully!

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