Chapter 1863: Chapter 1071:
Just the strange events from last night, the failure from last night, losing so many people last night, they suffered heavy losses while we didnât lose anything.
Listening to the laughter from those above the tower, mocking them for losing so many people, mocking them for daring to dream.
Mocking them for sending arrows.
This is a grave humiliation; with so many years of warfare, itâs not like theyâve never succeeded.
Originally, they thought they had people on the inside, to remove the Great General, kill the Great General, and disrupt their ranks.
Last night was supposed to be agreed upon, supposed to win a battle, yet because the opponent secretly eliminated their people.
When did the formation appear on the tower?
How did they not know?
Who is the opponentâs skilled person?
How did they not know? Not a single piece of information leaked out.
What are their scouts doing?
Since they cannot enter the opponentâs city, they can only provoke the opponent, hoping to lure them out, rely on their own abilities to defeat the opponent, kill the opponent.
They can entice the opponent to battle, then lead them away.
Then, lure them into the trap they designed, the battle must go on; thereâs no retreating.
The people below the tower are cursing, using every kind of language, as long as they anger those above, then those above will fight back, as long as the gates are opened, as long as they come out, they will trap them in their own designed trap.
The opponent changed strategy, those stationed above the tower were very angry at the cursing soldiers from the opponent.
The Young General knows, yesterdayâs strategy might be discovered by others today.
Never underestimate some people; certain strategies can only be used once.
The next day, just having some people guard the city gate, without his order, no one can open the gate.
The people below are burning fires, and their people are laughing.
The fires are blazing, the smell is not healthy at all.
Fortunately, the formation shielded it, with the formation blocking the outside air, ensuring the air on the tower and inside the city isnât polluted.
They started laughing, but by the afternoon the burning materials below had been burnt out.
Then another group of people came, watching from afar, not knowing what they saw, these people started boasting, using extremely vile language.
âDegenerates, these barbarians, these rude peopleâŠâ
The soldiers on the city gate cursed too, yet they didnât get the order, so they couldnât open the gate.
Now they are cursing back at the opponent, when extremely angry, their mouths go dry from cursing.
The soldiers guarding the city, instructed by the Young General, along with the leaders, just watched, simply joined in cursing, but as the opponent kept their distance, they couldnât throw anything at them.
Occasionally when they came closer, it was just a verbal spat, the opponent secretly shooting arrows, and they would dodge.
The enemy below, them above.
They too shoot arrows, managing to wound, or kill.
Though none of them were injured or killed, the opponent suffered the most.
But constantly cursing with the opponent, the opponentâs words too vile, they canât help getting angry.
Just thinking about how many have been injured or died, the thought alone is comforting, satisfying, inside.
A day has passed, come night, thinking those people donât dare launch another attack.
But there are still people guarding the gates, others unaware the gates have a formation, only assuming yesterdayâs events were due to the opponentâs madness.
Those who havenât seen the formation, no one told them thereâs a formation on the gate.
The Young General didnât tell more people either.
As the Great General, during the day he would be in the Chief Commanderâs room, listening or making some decisions there.
By night, patrolling the city, dispatching group after group to inspect.
Even rotating the inspections, prohibiting civilians from wandering, preventing outsiders from entering.
Even for commerce, they couldnât enter the city.
This became a secure location.
As the opponentâs battle ignites, preventing interference from the Capitalâs letters, the Capitalâs people causing disruption, they would send letters claiming the Barbarian Nation harbors ambitions, intends to attack.
Foreign merchants, regardless of the reason, couldnât leave the city.
The gates sealed between the cities, other gates were closed, too.
Couldnât let domestic people enter freely, nor let the Barbarian Nationâs people enter freely.
At this moment mainly aiming to destroy the Barbarian Nationâs army, the Young General also in several domestic cities, very close border cities, designed formations for them all.
Preventing nearby cities from leaving and coming here temporarily.
Unless they need reinforcements.
Before the battle ignites, a month of preparation already done, food supplies prepared for months, the city sealed for months, they could still endure.
The Young General just wants this period to quietly steal the opponentâs food.
But now the opponentâs army hasnât fully arrived, their food hasnât all been moved here.
Of course, discovering, if it wasnât for their early preparation, utilizing certain channels to acquire food.
During the battleâs outset, requesting food supplies from above, the wait unknown for how many months.
With nothing to eat here, now without food, whereâs the energy to confront the opponent?
Moreover, people without food lack strength, and the animals likewise.
Many supplies need to be brought from elsewhere, they can farm and breed here, but supplying too many people and animals is impossible.
Within the city, besides soldiers, also ordinary civilians, merchants.
After sealing the gates, food prices soared inside, those storesâ goods prices went all up.
More people hoarded food themselves, able to sell expensively, wouldnât sell.
Previously, money could transport from outside, now with money, couldnât transport.
Internal consumption within the city, many goodsâ prices skyrocketed.
The Young General ignores these matters, previously prepared, during the day he also went on missions, checked a few gates, to see if anyone breached them?
At night, him and his father would retreat to their rooms to cultivate, and also would take some time to plant and harvest.
Food is too important to them now, he collected harvested cropsâ stalks, straw etc, storing them like food.
Using Spiritual Power to shell the grain, straw or other grain stalks, he utilized the ability to make feed.
All stored, for future use, if unable to supply food, supply feed.
The food he planted, the feed is life-saving.
Their warhorses, all are fine horses, some obtained from the opponent.
For generals like them, their horses are particularly spirited, have followed their owners for a long time.
The Young Generalâs warhorse, although not the best breed, not the fastest, could enhance the horseâs ability, in this period has contributed.
He fears that some spatially grown crops, gathered them, quietly, for his warhorse, visits the stables, feeds those horses grass with Spiritual Energy.
Enhancing their speed capabilities.
More spirited than before, in battle, soldiers and horses cooperated, a better horse offers the soldier protection.
In combat with the opponent, the horseâs ability manifests, surpassing the opponentâs horses in speed, in ability, offering victory assistance to the owner.
Young General checks several gates daily, doesnât use flying objects, flight capabilities cannot be revealed.
His horse received Spirit Grass, eaten Spirit Grass, within a month, physical and agility improved considerably.
Animalsâ abilities could upgrade too, though they lack cultivation techniques, arenât inheriting Demonic Beasts.
Eating food imbued with Spiritual Energy, just improves speed, physical abilities, yet doesnât cultivate.
The Young General ponders, can he enable his horse to cultivate?
This thought yet to realize, now their focus is on the enemy.
They can endure for one or two days since the opponent cursed them, they curse back.
Later escalates to personal attacks, maybe acquired some soldiersâ information, or information on certain men, even calling them turtles, saying theyâre cowards, afraid to face the challenge.