Chapter 1188: First Volume, Chapter 1188: Bottomless Tactics

First Volume, Chapter 1188: Bottomless Tactics

Originally, those two hundred vanguards had embraced the belief that they would die.

But they saw the enemy operators of the catapults fleeing at top speed, not even looking back, while the cavalry far off merely watched from a distance.

Though puzzled, they were ecstatic— they had completed their mission without having to fight to the death; why not take it?

These two hundred vanguards didn't even need to destroy the catapults; they simply pushed them forward toward Gusu City.

Seeing their own side effortlessly seize six catapults, the garrison soldiers who had been utterly depressed moments before erupted in deafening cheers.

"Hahaha, Qin Feng Xiao'er, how cowardly—he dares not even engage our army!"

"Six catapults, just abandoned like this? Hmph, fools."

"If I'd known Qin Feng was this weak, why would I have lost sleep over him?"

Some even stood atop the Jianbing and shouted toward Qin Feng far away.

"Qin Feng Xiao'er, is this all you've got?"

"You even abandoned your war equipment—pathetic! This is Nan Jing, not Bei Di—dare you come over and let Grandpa show you his might?"

"These six catapults are ours now—hahaha, thank you for your generous gift."

The entire Gusu City, including Wang Keng, buzzed with excitement—they believed Qin Feng's ambush had collapsed in an instant, leaving behind six catapults as he fled like a rat, dealing a severe blow to his troops' morale.

Only Lin Wenwan frowned slightly.

Having clashed wits with Qin Feng for so long, she knew him too well—he was the type who never took a loss; why would he willingly abandon six catapults and damage his own morale?

There must be a trick here…

But even Lin Wenwan, brilliant as she was, could not deduce Qin Feng's true intent from such minor details.

At the same moment, Sun Bo watched the six catapults being dragged away, his heart bleeding.

These six catapults, if deployed in a major battle, would have been immensely valuable—now just handed over to the enemy…

Once the enemy dismantled the bases and hauled them onto the City Wall, they'd become powerful tools for Military Defense!

And in fact, the Gusu City Garrison was already doing exactly that!

Less than half a Envoy later, the catapult bases were dismantled; dozens of garrison soldiers, using Sheng Mao ropes and shouting slogans, hoisted the catapults onto the City Wall and secured them with Stone and Rolling Logs.

The six catapults stood tall atop the City Wall, imposing and formidable.

Only Qin Feng could pull this off—if anyone else had done it, Sun Bo would have strongly suspected collusion with the Gusu City Garrison, deliberately supplying them with Military Equipment and Materials and Supplies.

Just as Sun Bo was about to confront him, a series of muffled thuds came from behind.

Sun Bo turned and froze in place.

Three more catapults were slowly being pushed forward.

"Qin… Qin Wang, how many catapults did you bring?"

Seeing Sun Bo's stunned expression, Qin Feng shrugged: "Not many—just these nine."

Sun Bo swallowed hard and said grimly: "Don't tell me you're going to hand them over again…"

"Your Highness, we've already lost six—we can't keep squandering them!"

"Look, those six catapults are already mounted on the City Wall; next time we launch a Military Siege, we'll have to endure a barrage before we even reach three or four hundred steps from the wall."

Qin Feng smiled without answering, continuing as before, ordering his troops to push the catapults slowly closer to Gusu City.

At the same time, ten carts followed the catapults forward.

Each cart was piled high with ten-plus Large Vats.

Seeing these vats, Sun Bo's heart sank—he was certain they contained Fire Oil.

The catapults were now only two hundred fifty steps from the City; the enemy could easily rush out, take the catapults, and now the Fire Oil too—is Qin Feng here to act as a benefactor on the Front Line?

The enemy commanders must be laughing themselves to death.

Sun Bo didn't doubt Qin Feng's strength—he simply couldn't understand his bizarre actions.

The cheers from the City Wall grew louder; seeing three more catapults delivered to the Front Line, the garrison soldiers jumped up and down in excitement.

"Qin Feng must be insane—this gift keeps coming!"

"Is this guy afraid Gusu City isn't strong enough? He's deliberately delivering us siege defense weapons!"

"Hehehe, could Qin Feng have defected?"

"Exactly right—hahaha, Qin Feng must have been seduced by Nan Jing's wealth; why be the Northern Border's King when he could be a petty landlord here, living in ease?"

Relying on prior experience, before the catapults could even load projectiles, the two hundred vanguards surged out again, ready for One-Strike Victory to seize them.

When they were still dozens of steps away, the catapult operators fled once more in panic.

The catapults and the carts loaded with Large Vats were abandoned.

The garrison rejoiced; the vanguards were ecstatic—this kind of battlefield achievement felt like a gift from heaven.

Just then, Qin Feng suddenly raised his hand.

Zhao Zhenhai, long prepared, led three hundred light cavalry charging forward.

No one expected Qin Feng to strike suddenly—the two hundred vanguards froze; seeing the fierce charge of the light cavalry, they instantly panicked and turned to flee.

The cheers from the City Wall died instantly, replaced by curses.

"Damn Qin Feng—what a despicable tactic!"

"He used the catapults as bait to lure and kill our soldiers!"

"Was all this elaborate scheme just to wipe out these two hundred vanguards?"

Human legs couldn't outrun horse legs—in moments, the two hundred vanguards were overtaken; amid a storm of arrows, they left behind a trail of corpses.

Two hundred went out; fewer than one hundred returned.

Zhao Zhenhai pulled back after achieving his goal, routing the enemy vanguards and returning with his cavalry to Qin Feng's side, while the earlier fleeing craftsmen returned to the catapults.

From now on, the garrison dared not rashly sortie to seize the catapults again.

Under their furious gaze, those pitch-black large vats were stuffed into leather pouches and hurled toward the city.

"Strange… is it not fire oil?"

"Right! Why didn't they ignite them?"

Just as the defending army was bewildered, those large vats flew into the city and slammed heavily onto the ground, shattering into pieces.

The contents splattered everywhere — it was excrement!

"Holy shit!"

"Qin Feng, you damned bastard, how dare you insult us like this!"

"Ex… excrement? Qin Feng Xiao'er, you shameless cur!"

"And you call yourself Qin Feng's Army — using such despicable, lowbrow tactics."

Hearing the curses drifting from the City Wall, Qin Feng laughed until he doubled over — tricks don't have to be new, as long as they work.

Back when Qin Feng had captured the Xiongyingling Outpost of the Northern Di, he had accumulated valuable experience.

All the excrement "produced" by the army on a daily basis was collected, and then… without a second thought, hurled wholesale into the fortified city.