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Chapter 179 Insomnia

The defense system of the Cattail City camp was built on the flood plain five miles away from the camp. The terrain here was slightly higher, not a high ground, and it was stronger than the wet flood plain elsewhere.

Because the land here is much higher than the river, it is rare and dry.

Feng Yu asked the soldiers to install a lot of repelling horses in front of the defense line to resist the cavalry's charge. There were horses on the rafts across the river, which meant that there were heavy cavalry units among the enemies.

In addition, a linen bag was used to pack soil, and a simple line of defense was built.

Digging trenches is absolutely impossible. There is no artillery on the opposite side, so there is no need to dig trenches. Moreover, the low-lying terrain of the alluvial plain does not allow any excavation activities more than one meter deep.

Here, digging two meters deep is not a trench, but a fucking moat.

Feng Yu was sitting on the defensive line depressed, when Mr. Anthony flew over.

He looked at Anthony in the sky, and thought that this old man didn't like walking more and more since he recovered from his illness. He was showing off, was he trying to steal my limelight? !

Feng Yu thought that the old man had something to explain, but the old man Anthony did not land, but just floated above the defense line, staring in the direction of Jiangkou.

Fortunately, it's not a female mage, otherwise... Hehe!
Feng Yu was still dreaming there, but suddenly realized that the old man might have discovered something, so he hurriedly looked to the south.

Although he doesn't know how to use magic, the continuous strengthening of his physical body has brought him all-round improvement, and his eyesight is far beyond the scope of ordinary people. This observation also found that the monster slowly flying over from the southern sky a figure.

Obviously, the soldiers on the defensive line also noticed the problem, and the snipers equipped with magic hunting guns began to observe the southern sky with scopes.

"Be alert! Be alert! A magician is flying over by using the levitation technique, prepare for battle."

Following Herbert's shout, there was a sporadic rattling of bolts on the front line.

"Stop! Stop! Don't fire! Take a good look, they are coming here with a white flag."

Feng Yu quickly stopped the nervous soldiers, for fear that these people would go off fire.

You must know that the demon hunting gun is specially prepared to deal with long-range magicians. If this is not done properly, it will make a fool of yourself. After all, it is not used for fighting.

They came here with a white flag, and there was only one person, obviously not for fighting.

The magician stopped far away, saluted Anthony in the air, then dropped a letter, and flew away slowly.

Feng Yu sent someone to retrieve the letter, and Mr. Anthony also landed.

The letter was to persuade them to surrender, and it was not considered to persuade them to surrender. Instead, it was a tactful hope that Cattail City could hand over the production methods of salt, porcelain, glass and other products, so that they could withdraw their troops and stop invading the Great Wasteland.

In addition to these, there is also an introduction to the deeds of Saint Cromwell, the human wind system, focusing on the safety of the mainland, which is the heart of the law, and does not want magicians to appear in the war.

"The first one is nonsense. Humans know how hard the bones of elves are. Naturally, they don't expect us to give away good things with both hands, or they wouldn't bring so many soldiers.

It's mainly about the following content, we guessed right, they are relying on the prestige of human magic saints to restrict you and the mages in the camp from taking action. "

Anthony nodded, and Feng Yu went on to say: "We haven't figured out the temper of the human saint. You should follow our plan and hold the line at the rear. As long as we don't signal, you don't show up."

Mr. Anthony is also depressed. Finally, his internal injuries healed, and he can use magic as he likes again, but the human side has a disagreement, and there is a Dharma Saint. He will be a bystander on the battlefield again this time.

Mr. Anthony left without saying a word, and Feng Yu became happy.

Sitting on the side, Herbert asked puzzledly, "What are you laughing at?"

"Laughing at the old man, I have learned magic all my life, and my homeland is in trouble, so I can't use it in a hurry, so you are not angry."

Feng Yu dared to laugh heartlessly, but Herbert, the great sage's former follower, couldn't do it. He turned around and left quickly, fearing that he could not help laughing when he heard Feng Yu say something crazy again.

Marshall ran over: "The cavalry troops crossing the river have set out and are coming towards us. They can arrive before night. The river crossing is still going on. It is estimated that all the enemy troops will be able to cross the river before nightfall."

Feng Yu nodded, and said: "Understood, just wait. If their vanguard stops and waits for the infantry behind, we will start eating dinner.

After nightfall, a bonfire was raised 100 meters in front of the front line, and they took turns to rest according to the combat plan. "

After Marshall went back, Borui ran over again on a blue sheep.

"I heard that the other party is coming?"

Feng Yu threw the letter to Borui and said, "The human Dharma Saint is not here, but the Elf Magister is still here, and the human beings are also afraid."

Borui read the letter and said, "Are they trying to restrict magic units from participating in the battle?"

"That's pretty much what it means."

"Isn't the one who sent the letter a magician?"

"It's true that he is a magician, but it seems that Mr. Anthony is not as fast as he is. He is probably not a great magister. He is a small character and not a holy man. Naturally, there is no advantage to face our great magister. Otherwise, he should have directly snatched it up." gone."

The human vanguard stopped at a position about twenty miles in front of the cattail city camp's defense line, waiting for the follow-up troops to arrive.

After the magician who sent the letter went back, the three captains also crossed the river and came to the Great Wasteland.

They are also afraid of death, with the little magical power they brought over, if the great elf sage goes crazy, they can't afford to go around.

Naturally, the three regiment leaders cannot command the magician. The magician was appointed by the eldest prince Moran. However, before departure, the general arrangement has been confirmed, and the magician's delivery is a part of the arrangement.

The magician was also apprehensive, but since this was the prince's nodding plan, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and deliver the letter, hoping that the elf's temper would not be so irritable and he could give the white flag behind him a face.

After the magician sent the letter to the other side, the three heads of the mercenary regiment crossed the river and came to the Great Wasteland. This made the magician who didn't like the three heads of the mercenary group even more despise them up.

The alluvial plain at night was desolate and quiet, and the two teams facing each other twenty miles apart could faintly see the flames of the bonfire raised by the other party go out.

That night, the three regiment leaders didn't sleep, Feng Yu didn't sleep, and many people in Cattail City didn't sleep.

The three regiment leaders were afraid of a sneak attack by the Elf's great magister, and Feng Yu simply couldn't sleep.

People with Feng Yu's profession like to make troubles behind their backs, and they are not afraid of big things, but this time is different.

This is not the way Feng Yu is familiar with, he has insomnia.

(End of this chapter)