Chapter 422: Another Dead End
Seeing these three walking together, Qin Zhangfeng felt a chill in his heart.
Could it be that this Headman of the Big Trouser Leg Tribe was also in league with Shama Zhuoyi?
If so, the situation had exceeded the Crown Prince's expectations.
This meant that the ten thousand Liangzhou Army soldiers were now trapped in the enemy's heavy encirclement.
Taking advantage of the horse carriage's temporary departure, Qin Zhangfeng seized the opportunity to roll along the ground, pressing himself tightly against the base of the high wall.
"Who's there?"
Just then, a sudden, sharp shout erupted from a nearby watchtower.
Qin Zhangfeng lowered his body and gripped his Dagger tightly.
Although he did not know why his tracks had been exposed, he still prepared himself for battle.
"What are you yelling about? It's me!"
Fortunately, at that moment, a guy who sounded drunk walked over while hiccuping.
"Pah! Drinking again? Why are you only just now coming to change shifts? I'm going to be late tomorrow too!"
The drunken guy grumbled.
The two who were changing shifts exchanged a few points. Specifically, it was about some Headman arriving, a few important figures, and reminders to be more careful about security, and so on.
Qin Zhangfeng, relying on his superior skills and daring, followed them under the cover of night. Just before the man was about to enter the door, he reached out and twisted the man's neck hard. The man passed out instantly. Before he could fall, Qin Zhangfeng caught him. All of this happened in the blink of an eye, and no one noticed at all.
A few minutes later.
Qin Zhangfeng, having changed into a set of ethnic minority clothing, used some soot from nearby to smear his face black.
Only then did he cautiously begin to move around the farm.
The farm was indeed large.
But what shocked Qin Zhangfeng even more was not this vast, endless Poppy plantation base.
It was...
He saw a regular military camp inside this farm! This made his hair stand on end.
A veteran of many battles, he could tell the scale of the camp at a glance; it could house at least fifty thousand troops!
Fifty thousand!
In the Liangshan region at this time, this was no small number! It was a powerful force that could absolutely disrupt the balance. According to Liu Zheng's estimation, fifty thousand Liangzhou Army troops and one hundred thousand Small Trouser Leg Tribe members made one hundred and fifty thousand.
Because of his predictions, the Zhongkujiao Tribe should not have had much military strength left due to their Poppy consumption...
Who could have imagined that fifty thousand troops were hidden here!
Where did these fifty thousand troops come from?
Qin Zhangfeng was anxious; he desperately wanted to find the three people who had entered earlier.
"You, come here!"
Just at this moment, a voice suddenly rang out from behind him.
Once again, Qin Zhangfeng was about to draw his Dagger.
"Hurry, take this wine to the Headman; the Headman is already impatient!"
Over the past few days, Qin Zhangfeng had learned quite a bit of the Yi language from Pei Yanran. Hearing this, he nodded quickly, picked up the jar of wine, and ran in one direction.
"Are you stupid? Isn't that way closer? You have to take the long way around, you really are a Naxi pig-head!"
This remark caused many people behind him to burst into loud laughter.
Qin Zhangfeng said a silent "thank you" in his heart.
So, the clothing he was wearing at the moment was from the Naxi Tribe.
He then changed direction and ran toward the place the man had pointed out. Sure enough, after running for a while, a magnificent pavilion appeared, and it was already bustling with activity.
"So slow! Go get more; how is this little bit of wine enough!"
Soon, a servant took the jar of wine.
How could Qin Zhangfeng possibly leave?
Circling around, he found a corner below the building, unleashed all his skills, and quickly climbed to the side of the bamboo pavilion. He struck the neck of a guard who hadn't even had time to speak, and the latter passed out and curled up in the corner.
He put on a show of standing guard, but his ears were pricked up, listening to the conversation inside the pavilion.
"Hahahaha, this time it really is a heaven-sent stroke of luck! Old Immortal..."
"I told you, I am no longer the Old Immortal of the mountain!"
Shama Zhuoyi was startled and quickly fawned, "Your Highness the Crown Prince, please rest assured, this time we will definitely make sure that Liu fellow cannot escape even with wings!"
Chen Ran took a cold sip of wine and said, "With fifty thousand Nanzhao Army troops lying in ambush here, if you still can't take down a mere greenhorn, you might as well just die!"
Good heavens!
Fifty thousand Nanzhao Army troops?
Qin Zhangfeng felt a chill run down his spine.
Fortunately, he had come to scout it out himself today; otherwise, he feared something terrible would have happened.
Who knew that this wasn't all? Shama Zhuoyi respectfully toasted Chen Ran, and then fawningly poured a cup of wine for the Big Trouser Leg Tribe Headman beside him, Naibao Rize, and chuckled, "The key still depends on the Great Headman. Otherwise... I hear this Prefect Liu is the sworn brother of the Prince of Shu, this, this, this..."
Naibao gave a cold laugh: "Shama, when did you become such a coward? Heh, the Prince of Shu? If that Prince of Shu had the guts, he would have come to Liangshan long ago! Do you think they aren't green with envy looking at our Earth Smoke? We're all foxes, so don't anyone laugh at anyone else!"
"Yes, yes, the Great Headman is right!"
Chen Ran laughed and continued, "However, Shama's act of playing the coward is quite amusing. Remember, keep playing it! You must make that Prefect Liu believe you truly have no troops to use!"
"And then lure him here..."
A sharp glint flashed in his eyes: "No matter the cost, Prefect Liu must die!"
Shama Zhuoyi shuddered and asked cautiously, "Your Highness, could it be that the Longyan side..."
Chen Ran glared at him: "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask!"
"Remember, your farm, Naibao's Horse Gang—everyone wins if united, and loses if divided!"
"No matter who comes, if a god blocks, kill the god; if a Buddha blocks, kill the Buddha!"
"Yes, His Highness!"
Qin Zhangfeng could no longer hear any other useful words, so he tapped the fellow in the corner, who slowly woke up; as he rose, he muttered to himself, wondering if he had just been sleepy and taken a nap?
Horse Gang...
Horse Gang...
What about the Dragon Flame side?
Galloping back along the way, his mood could not settle down.
"Young Master!"
He burst through the door.
Liu Zheng and the others all looked over, surprised by the Naxi Tribe attire on him.
"Oh, Qin Dage, this outfit really looks quite handsome on you!"
Pei Yanran could not help but cover her mouth and giggle.
Qin Zhangfeng gave a wry smile, having no time for flirting, and looked at Liu Zheng, saying: "Young Master, there are fifty thousand troops hidden in that farm!"
"What?"
Several people were startled at the same time!
Fifty thousand?
Liu Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly: "Nanzhao Army?"
Qin Zhangfeng said in surprise: "How did you know, Young Master? And Naibao Rize, he is actually the leader of the Horse Gang!"
Shocked once again.
Huobu Quli was already starting to curse.
Following closely, several people smiled bitterly one after another, once again feeling deeply shocked by Liu Zheng's super-strong deductive ability.
Liu Zheng wiped his face; good grief.
He had calculated that the Nanzhao Kingdom Parliament would be involved, calculated that it was roughly fifty thousand troops, and even had Huobu send a Scout to investigate.
Well, this is fine; there is no need to investigate at all now.
They are already lying in ambush at the farm.
"Young Master, we..."
"Sir, if this is the case, this battle cannot be fought!"
"Why don't we retreat early?"
Several people advised at the same time.
Wolves in front, tigers behind.
This is almost a dead end!
【Author's Note】
Good grief, my computer is broken, I'm typing on my phone. Another chapter coming in a bit...
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