Chapter 228: Waiting for the Rabbit (Part 2)

On the afternoon of the second day after the Thunder Beast Brigade wiped out the barbarian baggage team, an empty-load transport team coming from Valenburg stepped into Hailanji ignorantly, and its fate was exactly the same as the former.

Two hundred and twenty barbarian warriors have become the new result of the Thunder Beast Brigade. Since entering the extreme north snowfield, the Thunder Beast Brigade has achieved a record of nearly its own.

With the snow camel seized previously, each Thunder Beast Warrior was assigned a snow camel for transportation.

Through the information obtained from the prisoners' confession, Leon learned that Valenburg was not sure that the Hailanji had fallen into his hands, but the news would definitely not be hidden for too long. The Thunder Beast Scout also intercepted and destroyed a barbarian scout near Hailanji in the morning.

The enemy is not a fool, and sooner or later you will notice something is wrong, so time is very important to Leon.

So he ordered the burning of all the stockpiled materials from Hailan, including food and weapons and equipment seized from the baggage team.

Rolling black smoke rushed straight into the sky, and nearly nine hundred thunder beast warriors rode on snow camels to form a cavalry, and together with the Frost Giant War Puppets, heading north to Linsk Harbor overnight, and soon disappeared under the vast night.

Linsk Port is one of the most important coastal ports for the extreme northern barbarians. Its predecessor was originally a small harbor fishing village. Due to its superior geographical location and the Bay is almost unfreezing all year round, it has become the best port for the Navy Fleet of the Farean Empire to transport supplies.

After hundreds of years of construction and development, Linsk Port currently has a population of more than 50,000. The barbarians have also built a fortress city near the harbor to protect its safety. There are thousands of ships traveling to and from Linsk Port every year.

The food and weapons transported from the southern human race were continuously transported here, transporting a large amount of ore, animal skins and wood raw materials. The prosperous trade between the two sides and the support of the human state made the extreme northern barbarians persist for hundreds of years in the war with the Bemon beasts.

It is precisely because of the importance of Linsk Port that the barbarians attach great importance to its protection. More than 20,000 elite troops, more than a dozen Frost Giant war puppets, and a large number of human mercenaries were stationed in the Linsk Fortress.

The Thunder Beast Team now has less than 900 soldiers. On the surface, it seems that it is completely overestimating its ability to attack Linsk Harbor with eggs.

But there is no reason why Leon dared to make such a decision.

From the prisoner's confession, he learned that the Farea Empire recently transported a large amount of food and food to the port of Linsk to support the recent war conflict between the barbarians and the orcs.

However, due to the extremely harsh weather in the north recently, several ports in the north have been frozen, and rare and severe blizzards have occurred in many areas, which has caused a large number of materials transported to Linsk Port to be hoarded, and can only be transported out bit by bit by bit by snow camels.

Of course, Leon could not capture Linsk Port. He was fighting the idea of ​​hoarding the food and food outside the port. If these materials could be destroyed, it would be very beneficial to the upcoming spring offensive by the Orcs.

The fleet of the Farean Empire could not come every day, and a ship of food was transported from south to north for a long time, while cities like Valen City rely entirely on the supply of materials from the outside world.

Once the supply problem occurs, the defenders in Valen City will not be able to hold on for a long time.

In order to achieve their goals, Leon asked more than 800 Thunder Beast Warriors to disguise themselves as barbarian warriors. They shaved their hair, applied paint on their faces, and replaced them with barbarian leather armor and weapons.

Since the body of the Thunder Beast warrior is similar to that of ordinary barbarians, after careful disguise, if you don’t come in front of you and carefully distinguish, you will never be able to see that this team is completely disguised by the beast tribe.

The most important thing is that the Frost Giant controlled by Leon. With its existence, who will have any doubts? You must know that this is a war puppet that can only be controlled by giant barbarians!

At the right time, accurate information and difficult to see through disguise, the Thunder Beast Brigade has the conditions to attack Linsk Port.

Although this action is very risky, Leon deeply understands the truth that the opportunity cannot be missed and never comes again. If the Thunder Beast Brigade wants to make achievements in this war, this is undoubtedly the best opportunity.

The long night is long, the wind, frost, rain and snow stop at dawn, and a trace of whiteness appears in the sky.

This is the beginning of a clear sun.

Leon took the hot soup handed over by Qiangwei and took a sip. The warmth flowed into his stomach and drove away the slight chill.

The sky gradually brightened and a new day had begun.

The place he is now is a small valley, to be precise, an open space between two low hills, which has become a temporary camp for the Thunder Beast Brigade.

After a long night of trek, the Thunder Beast Brigade disguised as barbarian cavalry was not far from Linsk Port. In order to ensure that the soldiers had sufficient physical strength and full spirit to devote themselves to the coming fierce battle, he ordered a short rest in this valley.

Not far away, the Thunder Beast Warriors surrounded each other in groups, most of them still sleeping. The bonfires around them were basically extinguished, and there were still some unmelted snow particles on their bodies.

A strong sense of pride surged in Leon's heart, and these soldiers who were brought by him and followed him were brave, loyal, and had high fighting spirit, and they trusted and respected him in great importance.

All Leon can do is to lead them to victory after victory and win the glory of the Beamon warrior!

"Sir, can we win?"

A shaman who was sitting opposite him asked with concern: "I always feel that it is too risky to raid Linsk Port."

The shaman of the army is Dirk, and he is a wolf-born shaman. He is the oldest among the five shamans of the army and the strongest.

"If you want to ask me how confident I am..." Leon smiled faintly and said, "I can say that I am not sure at all, but this does not mean that we have no chance of success."

"His Excellency Dirk, you must understand that we have no way out when we get here. Valen City may have discovered our existence. We can only move forward and find a way home again!"

If it were an ordinary warrior, Leon was really not interested in persuading him. If he didn't want to take risks, he would just go back by himself.

However, these five shamans in the army are very important to the Thunder Beast Team and the next action plan. They are shamans of the Third Team and are not the real subordinates of Leon, so Leon cannot turn against each other casually.

The shaman's desire for victory and his pursuit of record are not as fanatical as the samurai, and relatively speaking, they also pay special attention to their own safety.

"Of course, if you don't want to take risks, I can also send warriors to escort you back now."

"Mr. Leon, I am also a member of Bemon!" said Texasman solemnly: "We chose to join the army and are naturally prepared to sacrifice for Bemon at any time. As the Supreme Commander, we will unconditionally obey any orders of your order!"

"I just don't want to see these excellent soldiers sacrificed their lives in vain."

The shaman's voice became low and his eyes looked at the sleeping Thunder Beast Warriors.

"They are all the best warriors..." Leon nodded vigorously, feeling a little more affection for the shaman: "Believe me, I don't want them to sacrifice more than you!"

He turned his head and looked at the team's guide: "How long will we be able to get to Linsk?"

This army guide has a deep qualification and has participated in the battle of Bemon's army attacking Linsk. Therefore, he is quite familiar with the geographical environment. He found this temporary camp.

"At our speed, you can arrive at one sand at most!" said the guide with certainty.

Unlike several shamans, this wolf-born guide wished he could go to Linsk Port immediately.

Among this team, he only knew best how incredible Leon could control the Frost Giant, so he had full confidence in Leon's raid plan.

From another perspective, the greater the results achieved by the Thunder Beast Brigade, the more contributions he can share as a guide.

"Okay!" Leon drank the broth that had become cold in his hands in one sip, and stood up and said, "Let everyone get up, and we will set off immediately after breakfast!"

The soldiers were woken up one by one. They opened their sleepy eyes, shook off the snow particles on their bodies, grabbed a handful of ice and snow from their sides and applied them randomly on their faces, which was to clean and cheer up their spirits.

There was not enough firewood, and the cold and hard jerky was just breakfast. After quickly filling his stomach, Leon gathered everyone together.

"Dear brothers!" He stood on the frost giant and shouted to the warriors: "Before us, the enemy's fortress and port are also our final target!"

"I believe you all know that we are going to enter the places where the enemy is guarding heavily to destroy the materials they have hoarded. There are tens of thousands of enemies and we are less than a thousand people!"

"This mission is very dangerous. I can't guarantee that you can bring all of you back safely. You may have to be prepared to sacrifice anytime..."

"But I believe you, even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire in front of you, even if there are millions of enemy troops ahead, you will be fearless, because you are the best and bravest soldiers of Bemon. You are worthy of the honor of warriors, and victory will always belong to us!"

Leon's voice stirred in the small valley, and his inspiration made every soldier's blood boil, his fighting spirit and morale climb to the extreme.

In their eyes and hearts, Leon is the creator of miracles and will lead them to victory. So what if they give their lives for it?

Glorious death in battle is the best destination for a truly Behemoth warrior.

Yes, victory will always belong to us! All the soldiers raised their weapons high and responded to Leon with their loudest roar!

"Long live Bemon! Victory belongs to us!"
Chapter completed!