Frontier Army Warrior

After sending Li Xiong away, Lin Feng asked Zhang Changyou to be responsible for training the soldiers.

These soldiers have seen blood and have killed Tartars.

No matter if they had slashed the dead Tartars with knives or stabbed them with guns.

In the future, these soldiers will become the elites of their own army.

Hu Jincai and Bai Jing were responsible for supervising the work of the migrant workers and ensuring that they carried out the work according to the drawings they had drawn.

Although Lin Tong only agreed to send him thirty migrant workers, they could still do the preliminary work.

Lin Feng himself was pondering the bow and arrow in his hand.

He was not very clear about smelting technology.

However, I was quite knowledgeable about bows and arrows in my previous life. Looking at the bows and arrows today, they are very crude in workmanship, shape and function.

He had already made a hand crossbow, but he still lacked a bow and arrow that could suppress the bronze-armored Tartars from a distance.

The Bronze-Armored Tartars are very alert on the battlefield and have the ability to protect themselves against various deadly threats.

Therefore, the requirements for long-range weapons will be much higher.

First of all, we need to increase the elasticity of the bow and arrow so that the arrow can fly faster and more powerfully.

Secondly, we need to solve the problem of streamlined shape of feather arrows to reduce wind resistance.

The arrowheads also need to be improved to enhance their armor-piercing ability.

This is also a very complex project.

Lin Feng needs to do everything himself, as no one else understands the scientific properties of it.

Lin Tong quickly sent thirty civilian workers to the beacon camp, and the corresponding food and fodder were also delivered.

Lingdouzi suddenly became lively.

Of course, while being busy, we have to be wary of the Tatar guerrillas.

Lin Feng judged that with Song Qi as his enemy, he would soon face his revenge.

Either they use the power in their hands or they use the hands of the Tartars.

The news that Lin Feng killed the Bronze-armored Tartar would soon reach Master Tie.

Your exact location will not be kept secret.

Lin Feng stood on the beacon tower, overlooking the location he had planned.

After a while, he shook his head and sighed, saying that there were too few people and the preliminary work could not be completed in a short time.

We have to find other ways to resist the Tatars' retaliation.

Three days later, on a clear day, the soldiers on the beacon tower shouted the alarm.

According to the emergency plan that Lin Feng had prepared long ago, all the migrant workers hid on the ridge.

The soldiers gathered inside the beacon camp, drew their bows and arrows, waiting for the enemy.

Half a minute later, a cloud of dust rose in the distance, and dozens of war horses, with the sound of hooves roaring, rushed towards the camp with an alarming momentum.

Lin Feng did not look at the charging cavalry, but carefully observed the soldiers guarding the camp.

In particular, the soldiers brought by Jia Zheng Yu Lei, although they looked nervous, were no longer shaking.

What made him feel relieved was that Zhang Changyou, Hu Jincai and others looked very relaxed.

His hands holding the bow were very steady, and he would occasionally joke with the people around him.

As the cavalry got closer, everyone discovered that the more than 20 riders were all legitimate large-scale cavalry.

For a moment, there was laughter and cursing in the camp.

"Fuck, he's one of us. He scared me."

"Fuck, Li Dong, I see your crotch is wet."

"Bullshit, you're the one who peed."

"..."

Lin Feng could see clearly that the rider at the head of the cavalry was none other than the young general Cui Ying in silver armor.

He didn't know what Cui Ying was doing here at this time.

"Come here, open the camp gate and lower the drawbridge."

A soldier immediately ran over to open the door and release the bridge.

Although he had been traveling all the way, Cui Ying's face still moved Lin Feng.

So fucking beautiful!

He secretly praised in his heart.

Cui Ying rode his horse straight into the camp and asked Lin Feng before getting off the horse.

"Centurion Lin, are you okay?"

This nonsensical question confused Lin Feng.

"General Cui, this is...Oh, I'm fine."

Cui Ying jumped off the horse and threw the reins to Qiao Jun who was following closely behind her.

He casually waved to Lin Feng.

"You come with me."

Lin Feng followed Cui Ying to the side, away from the crowd.

"When you went to the camp, I happened to be out on business. When I returned to the camp, I heard that Song Qi was going to harm you, so I rushed over."

"General Cui, Song Qi misunderstood me, but he wouldn't listen to my explanation."

"Okay, I know exactly what kind of person Song Qi is. You have to be careful of his revenge."

"How can I be careful? He's just a centurion."

Cui Ying frowned, "This is a bit difficult. Song Qi's killing of the Bronze Armored Tartar has been recognized by the military. I can only secure this centurion position for you."

"You might as well not fight for me. Now you're surrounded by enemies."

Lin Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Cui Ying said disdainfully: "It's just Song Qi. You don't have to worry too much as I'm here."

"But, does Master Tie already know who killed the Bronze-armored Tartar?"

Cui Ying was smart enough to understand Lin Feng's meaning instantly.

"Does Song Qi have the guts to do this?"

"Well, maybe he didn't. Is there no brave man in the camp?"

Cui Ying turned his head and glanced around.

"You are on high alert to deal with the Tartars, right?"

Lin Feng didn't say anything, obviously agreeing with this statement.

Cui Ying suddenly felt a surge of fear in his heart.

The scene of the bronze-armored Tartar Shu Xiong acting arrogantly outside the camp appeared before her eyes.

Even Zhan Gang, a famous general in the border army, was cut into two pieces by Shu Xiong with three swords.

If Shu Xiong comes to seek revenge on Lin Feng this time, how can we resist the offensive of the dozens of cavalrymen in front of us?

Cui Ying felt a little regretful that he was still young and had not thought it through.

Although she has been looking for masters to challenge, it is only to improve her own abilities, not because she thinks she is invincible.

After hearing Lin Feng's words, she immediately knew that she was also in danger.

"Lin Feng, we must leave here. The Tartars will be here soon."

Lin Feng smiled bitterly and said, "General Cui, how can we escape the pursuit of the Tartars in such a plain area?"

"That's better than staying here and waiting to die. I order you to assemble your troops, leave the camp immediately, and follow me."

Cui Ying stopped talking to him, jumped on his horse, and waved to the troops to assemble.

The twenty or so riders she brought with her climbed onto their horses and urged them to gallop towards the camp gate.

Qiao Jun also hurried to catch up, and when he left the camp, he waved to Lin Feng, asking him to follow.

However, before their men and horses got off the suspension bridge, they saw a horse galloping towards them from a distance.

The people on horseback started shouting loudly while they were still some distance away.

"Boss, the Tartars are coming, the Tartars are coming."

Qiao Jun reached out and grabbed Cui Ying's reins.

"General, we can't leave now."

Cui Ying frowned and asked, "Are we supposed to stay here till death?"

"That's better than fighting the Tartars in the wild."

Cui Ying also knew that holding on here would definitely be much better than fighting the Tatars in the wild with horse riding and archery.

Helplessly, she had to wave her hand and let her subordinates retreat back to the camp.

When the scout's horse ran into the camp fence, the drawbridge was pulled up high.

Lin Feng's team has already found their positions, drawn their bows and arrows, and is ready for battle.

Cui Ying looked over in confusion and found that although the beacon camp was small, there were not many soldiers.

But every soldier had a calm expression and did not show any panic.

Holding a bow, his eyes fixed on the distance.

In contrast, the cavalrymen he brought with him looked nervous and pale.

Everyone was at a loss.

Cui Ying took a deep breath.

"Everyone, dismount and set up camp. Defend this formation to the death."

Don't be fooled by the fact that she is in a hurry every day and comes and goes like the wind.

However, her father always strictly forbade her to engage in battle against the Tartars.

This is also Cui Ying's most recent battle against the Tatars.