The pork butcher is smoother than a pig butcher!

Chapter 198 New Fighting Methods in the Age of Cold Weapons

Gan Minglan did not go to Dingzhenbao to fight the relief battle.

She assessed the scale of the Battle of Dingzhenbao using night vision goggles.

The advance party of the Mongols was still within the range that the border troops could fight.

Her destination was the small opening.

The breach opened by the Tatars must be sealed.

Otherwise, the soldiers and civilians in the towns and forts outside the border city would all suffer.

Judging from the extent of the Tatar army's losses in recent days, there are still about 80,000 to 90,000 men left.

She hoped that these people would never return.

For no other reason than that the uninjured Mongolian horses alone would be enough for the border town to develop several more cavalry battalions.

There is another most important reason.

If the last Mongol army in the northern desert is completely wiped out, the border city should be free from any formidable enemies or external threats for at least ten years.

The ranch she wanted to open was located at the western foot of Junma Mountain. How important is the external environment?

She dared to venture alone into the Tatar army because the eastern foothills of Junma Mountain were rich in trees, shrubs, and vines.

For a wood-type ability user, this environment is the most favorable battlefield for her to showcase her talents.

It's time to teach these raiders a lesson in green!

Expected.

The four 10,000-man units of the Tatar army, numbering approximately 20,000, were hiding in the forest at this time.

They were waiting for the advance troops to give the signal to attack.

Encirclement hunting has always been a common method of military campaigning for the Tatars.

They have enough patience to wait for their prey to enter the encirclement.

They were at a great disadvantage after fighting for several days without their warhorses at three strategic passes.

Fortunately, they have a Plan B.

This time, they brought a construction team from the northern desert that is skilled in digging.

Now we will soon have the opportunity to engage in close combat with the Bei army.

In close combat, not a single warrior from the northern desert tribes would be intimidated.

Their scimitars have been out for so long but have never tasted blood!

They have sacrificed so much for tonight's battle.

The more than 20,000 people were hiding in the bushes.

Besides shrubs, this sunny hillside thicket also grows many wild grapevines.

The wild grapevines covering the hillsides are probably seeds brought by birds after they stole grapes from nearby vineyards.

In a few months, it will become a favorite wild fruit for shepherds in nearby villages and towns.

It's sweet and sour, and very delicious.

Grapevines that are over ten years old are covered with fibers and are exceptionally resilient.

On the hillside shrouded in night, the old vines that had just sprouted tender buds sensed the energy continuously flowing from the air.

It is a type of energy that allows vine plants to regenerate.

For example, an old vine as thick as a human thumb can undergo secondary development.

The vines grow longer and longer, and the longer they grow, the more resilient they become.

As they grow, they seem to have eyes, using shrubs and trees to form vine walls that are square, round, or strip-shaped.

Such regular growth is naturally intended to trap their prey inside the walls.

Their growth is silent.

Without letting the prey notice anything.

Once the vine wall formation has surrounded all the prey, the real hunt has only just begun.

The old vine reached out its claws towards its prey inside the wall.

Once it climbs onto its prey's body, it will not hesitate to entwine itself around it.

It grips tightly and keeps tightening inward.

This is a savage power that a plant possesses during its growth process, rendering its prey, weighing hundreds of kilograms, utterly defenseless.

The Tatar army, having been preyed upon by the old vine, was terrified.

They didn't know whether they were being entangled by a snake or possessed by a ghost.

Cold.

Alive.

It's impossible to break free.

What on earth is this thing? They began to struggle violently, trying to break free from their bound fate.

The more violently it struggles, the faster the old vine contracts.

Within the first vine-walled enclosure chosen by someone, over a thousand people quickly stopped breathing.

With Gan Minglan's current level nine peak ability, she could easily kill two thousand people within ten minutes using the old vine.

Gradually, some people began to utter their final words before they died.

"Help!"

"There's an ambush!"

The remaining Tatar troops, whose hands and feet were not yet entangled by the old vines, were on high alert.

They drew their scimitars and began hacking wildly into the darkness.

In the pitch-black night, what enemy troops could there be?
The only ones who will be harmed are their own people!
Soon, the blood stained the mud on the ground.

The Tatar army panicked.

The wild grapevines are killing the old ones like crazy.

Inside the vine-covered wall, handfuls of camel thorn seeds were tossed in.

Then, the camel thorns joined in the revelry.

One bundle, one thorn.

Its main feature is to bleed the prey in time!

The night was deep, and the battle was raging.

Gan Minglan used night vision goggles to locate all the Tatar hiding places and unleashed her wood-type supernatural abilities.

When I'm tired, I guzzle in the essence of the sacred tree and do physical repair.

She was like a perpetual motion machine, with inexhaustible physical strength and energy.

While she was busy...

The advance party of the Tatars fired three arrows into the sky with a whistling sound.

That was a signal that the main force of the border troops had arrived at the battlefield and requested encirclement.

Unfortunately.

The main force of reinforcements, hiding in the bushes, was now in dire need of their own safety.

exactly.

They were on their last legs and would soon be buried in the ground as fertilizer.

Gan Minglan said that she possesses the traditional virtues inherent in the blood of the Chinese people.

There is no fertilizer more nutritious than flesh and blood!

In terms of cruelty, she considered herself far more benevolent than the Tatars, who spared neither the elderly, the weak, women, nor children.
Outside the city wall, at the small opening.

Lingdan Khan and dozens of commanders of ten thousand households also heard the signal arrow.

The heads of the ten-thousand households were all eager to get started, full of energy.

"After tonight, we will be able to completely occupy the border town! As long as we kill all the border troops guarding the pass, we won't have to worry about the people inside not coming out to surrender."

"Yes! To the east of the border city lies Huaiqing Prefecture, the heart of the Hetao Plain's wealth. If we plunder all the wealthy families in the border city and Huaiqing Prefecture, their riches will be enough to revitalize our Northern Kingdom!"

"Great! The Warriors have been waiting for this moment!"

"Wait a little longer, and we can break into the border town through this breach in the city wall at dawn!"

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The Tatar army's three-step plan was intricately linked.

However, Gan Minglan disrupted a crucial link in the middle, making it impossible to form a closed loop.

The main Tatar force outside the wall was unaware of this.

At the foot of the Great Wall, in the large hole they had painstakingly dug, several handfuls of camel thorn seeds were thrown in an hour later.

The camel thorn seeds sprouted quickly from the soil.

They take root downwards and grow upwards.

The leaves were restricted from growing.

The only problem was that its body was covered in numerous and dense splinters.

And it is also showing a trend of gradually hardening.

The area around the base of the city wall that was dug up received special attention.

Gan Minglan then took a long walk along the Great Wall near the small gap in the wall.

Behind her, a strip of wooden spikes, about five meters wide and two meters high, was formed.

By the time all this was done, the sky was already beginning to lighten.

(End of this chapter)