Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 880: Despicable Means

It is said that there are nearly 50,000 pirates in the southern region.

Their Zhenxi Army, plus Luo Shidong's 20,000 men, was only a little over 40,000.

If the loss is too great, how can I explain it to Lin Feng?

Lin Qiaomei was very worried.

In normal battles, if there is a city, the defense will be carried out in the city.

Those who attack will lead their troops to attack the city.

But, you have a city, the gates are wide open, the drawbridge is lowered, and then not even a ghost can be seen.

What does it mean?

"What the hell, should I go into the city or not?"

Bemi, the commander of Lin Qiaomei's personal guard camp, stood at the side of the tent. Seeing the commander frowning in thought, he felt torn.

"General, let me take my men into the city to investigate. A few little devils can't do anything to the elite of our personal guards."

Lin Qiaomei shook her head. "No, it's too dangerous. We shouldn't take risks until we understand their methods."

"General, if you just think about it this way, you won't be able to figure it out."

"Before we came here, the boss told us that there are some strange guys among these pirates, some with devious ways and none of the right ways, so we should be more careful."

Lin Qiaomei looked up at Bemi.

Bemi frowned. "Since it's a crooked way, it's hard to figure out. Why not..."

Lin Qiaomei's eyes lit up: "Do you have a solution?"

"General Lin once said that wars are fought over economy, money, and equipment. Why don't we respond to General Lin's call?"

"What? Kill them with money?"

Beimi smiled bitterly and said, "It's about using multiple weapons and equipment to attack the enemy's weaknesses with your own strengths."

Lin Qiaomei waved her hands irritably and said, "I know you've read a lot, so can you be more straightforward?"

"General, just send in the warships and bombard them with artillery."

Lin Qiaomei quickly leaned over to look at the map.

After a while, he sat down on the stool in disappointment and shook his head.

"The river is quite far away, and the warships can't get through."

"Can you ship a few cannons here? I heard that General Lin used chariot-drawn cannons when he was in Tiezhen."

Bemi has rich combat experience.

Lin Qiaomei shook her head in embarrassment.

"What a waste of time! Could it be that a small city has stumped us?"

He raised his hand and asked a guard to bring her a wine jug.

Then he called a few generals over and discussed together while drinking how to capture Jinhao City tomorrow.

Bemi was very careful. She thought that since the pirates' fighting style was very strange, she carefully arranged the sentries and placed secret sentries in several seemingly unimportant positions.

After she arranged everything, she looked up at the dark and blurry city under the night sky and felt that things would not go smoothly this time.

I fought many battles with Lin Qiaomei, some were tough battles, some were favorable battles, and many were difficult positional battles, but I had never seen a scene like this.

Once the city gates were opened, people became suspicious and dared not advance rashly.

After taking a walk, Bemi returned to the central military tent and found that Lin Qiaomei had drunk too much and looked dazed, so he helped her onto the camp couch, took off her shoes, and let her lie down and rest for a while.

The other generals also dispersed, and no specific solution was found. They were all dejected.

The night deepened and it was midnight.

Bemi also began to feel sleepy. She supported her head with her hands and tried not to fall asleep.

There was still a candle left in the military tent, flickering a dim light.

Everything was normal. Bemi held his forehead and slowly closed his eyes.

Suddenly, a mound of earth slowly rose up on the ground inside the military tent and slowly moved towards the camp couch where Lin Qiaomei was lying.

The next moment, the loess mound turned over, and a man in khaki clothes and pants appeared, holding a short knife in his hand. He leaned over silently and looked at the sleeping Lin Qiaomei.

Then he gently raised the dagger, pointed it at Lin Qiaomei's heart, and raised the knife into the air.

At this moment, the candle on the table popped, and Bemi woke up with a startled sound.

She lifted her heavy eyelids and glanced in the direction of the camp couch.

I saw a yellow figure, half-kneeling in front of the couch with a knife in hand, about to stab.

Bemi's whole body suddenly exploded and he screamed loudly.

"what..."

The sound was extremely harsh, and with the scream, Bemi rushed towards the yellow figure with all his strength.

Although he was discovered, he woke up too late. The knife in the yellow figure's hand had already stabbed down hard.

Lin Qiaomei was awakened from her sleep by a scream. When she regained consciousness a little, she felt the danger coming.

Without opening your eyes, roll your body to the side with all your strength.

I felt a pain in my chest and knew that someone had stabbed me.

The rolling dagger was deflected, cutting a hole in the clothes and ribs.

At the same time, Bemi also knocked down the yellow figure, and the two of them entangled with each other and fell to the ground.

Lin Qiaomei felt something warm on her body and knew that she was seriously injured.

Bemi's shouting also alarmed the guards outside the tent, who rushed into the tent with swords in hand.

Some guards rushed to help Bemi catch the assassin, while some guards rushed to treat Lin Qiaomei's wounds.

The yellow figure was entangled by Bemi and could not escape. Seeing more soldiers coming in, he couldn't run away. He made up his mind and saw a soldier rushing towards him with a knife.

He immediately turned over and charged towards the soldier's sword.

The soldier didn't react before he saw the yellow figure hit the tip of his sword, and blood spurted out of his neck.

Bemi also failed to catch the yellow figure, allowing him to commit suicide.

The wound was quite deep and it was obvious that he was not going to survive.

Bemi put down everything else, rushed to the camp couch, and bent over to observe Lin Qiaomei's injuries.

Although it didn't kill him, the cut was deep and the assassin must have used a lot of force.

The military doctor rushed over after hearing the news.

Other generals also ran over.

For a moment, there was chaos in the military camp.

Lin Qiaomei's wound was bandaged. Her face was pale, but she forced herself to sit on the camp couch, staring at the generals.

"Why are you panicking? Go and comfort your own troops and stay alert."

Several Wuwei generals immediately nodded in agreement and turned to leave the military tent.

"What is that?"

Lin Qiaomei looked at the yellow figure lying on the ground.

Bemi breathed a sigh of relief. "They must be pirates. I wonder what tricks they used to evade the guards."

As she spoke, she lifted a piece of khaki cloth from the ground. In the light, it was the same color as the ground in the military tent.

Looking at the assassin in yellow clothes, he was a short and thin man, like a child who had not grown up yet.

"Damn it, we're at war, and you're just playing dirty tricks on me. How can we even fight this war?"

Lin Qiaomei exerted force, which pulled the wound and caused her to grimace in pain.

Bemi waved his hand, asked the guards to carry the body out, and then poured water over.

"General, you've lost too much blood. Drink some water."

"How did you find him?"

Lin Qiaomei drank water and looked at Bemi.

Bemi smiled sheepishly.

"It was God's will. The wick just happened to burst, waking me up from my daze. I glanced over here..."