Chapter Fifteen: Visiting Ancient Wars

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  So Zhang Shu Ye had been mentally prepared for a long time, but what he didn't expect was that it would happen at this moment!

  "Master Xian, you... " He didn't know what to say, as Wen Fei had already left him hanging here.

  Wen Fei also felt that he was not good enough, but there was no way. The danger of being discovered by frequent time and space travel was too great. Unless there was cover. But the problem was that Wen Fei had no intention of telling anyone about the secret of this jade pendant that could traverse time and space.

  Moreover, the jade pendant's traversal of time and space is also restricted. At least living things, except for Wen Fei himself, cannot traverse. Wen Fei experimented several times, bringing living creatures like chickens and sheep to traverse time and space, but those living animals would all die. Moreover, their taste would become extremely bad, similar to chewing wax. It seems that it's all related to the disappearance of the soul's essence!

  "Alas, there's no way around it." Wen Fei sighed: "I secretly descended to the mortal realm, this matter must not be discovered by others. Recently, I've been coming too frequently, afraid of attracting attention from those with ill intentions!"

  Zhang Shu Ye suddenly smiled bitterly and didn't know how to advise him. Should he just say, "Xian Shi, don't worry about the danger, just bring the things over"?

  "Or," thought Wen Fei, "or maybe I should just set up a trading company of my own as cover?"

  "Or what?" Zhang Shuye heard that things had taken a turn for the better and his spirits lifted immediately.

  But at this moment, another loud noise came. The shouting and killing voices shook the sky, scaring Wen Fei almost to tremble with fear.

  "The Western Xia people are attacking our camp again!" Zhang Shuye said, "It doesn't matter, the Western Xia people will attack several times a day."

  Wen Fei was quite curious about ancient wars and said, "Let's go take a look?"

  "Alright!" Zhang Shuye said, and had someone bring over a suit of armor to replace Wen Fei's clothes. When Wen Fei saw the armor, his face changed color. The armor was made up of rows of metal plates strung together like roof tiles, stacked layer upon layer, and just looking at it you could tell that its weight was terrifying.

  Wen Fei hesitated and asked: "This armor weighs at least a dozen or so pounds, right?"

  "This is the imperial armor of our dynasty, evolved from the Tang Dynasty's Zhā Jiǎ, composed of 1,825 armor leaves, with a total weight of over 50 catties!" Zhang Shu Ye said proudly.

  Wen Fei quickly chased away the people who were helping him put on his armor. Are you kidding me? The special forces can only run with a load of a few kilograms, how can they fight wearing this fifty-kilogram armor? They probably can't even walk properly, let alone fight a battle.

  Thinking of wearing two layers of protective clothing on himself, Wen Fei felt slightly at ease and refused to wear such heavy armor even if he was beaten to death. Zhang Shuye thought that the immortal master would naturally have a spell to protect himself, so he didn't force him. When he put on his helmet and armor, this armor was much more majestic than the ordinary soldier's armor. Wen Fei looked at it with some envy, but thinking of its terrifying weight, he gave up.

  The Great Song army, whether it's marching or deploying troops, has a formation chart issued by the imperial court. Following the formation chart to march and camp is a matter of course, even in battles, they have to follow the formation chart to deploy their troops. This way, winning a battle is not easy, but losing a small battle is also not that easy. Of course, if you want to lose a battle, it would be a disastrous defeat...

  A simple breastwork made of wooden boards and earth, with two layers up and down. The lower layer can even allow people to walk, and the upper layer can also be climbed, playing a role in long-range weapons. The entire breastwork is more than 6 meters high, looking like a simple city wall.

  Zhang Shuye and Wen Fei climbed onto the city wall, where they saw the Western Xia soldiers shouting and charging towards them, starting to shoot arrows from a distance. Because of the great distance, those arrows seemed to be floating in mid-air, as if one could catch them with an outstretched hand.

  The Song army on the wall was also shouting loudly, and saw a dozen or so arrows shot out. These arrows flew much farther than those of the Western Xia people, although their accuracy was not very good. After shooting a dozen or so arrows, not a single person was injured, but the arrows were inserted deep into the ground near the Western Xia people.

  "This is the divine arm crossbow in our Great Song army, which can shoot over 340 steps. Its power is unmatched and can be called a sharp weapon for the military!" Zhang Shuye proudly pointed to several soldiers opening the divine arm crossbow.

  Wen Fei was unconvinced, what's so great about it? If my crossbow were here, it would definitely be more powerful than this crappy divine crossbow. Ah, right! My crossbow seems to have been taken away by that little brat Wang Zhi Ming!

  Although both the Song and Xia armies did not hit anyone, the power was evident. The Western Xia's bows and arrows had not even reached the protective wall before they lost their strength and fell to the ground. Even if a few occasionally reached the protective wall, they were already at the end of their strength and could not harm anyone.

  The Song army's powerful crossbow bolts shot into the Western Xia formation, but still had enough force to penetrate the ground. In contrast, the Western Xia soldiers were frightened and retreated back to their main camp.

  Wen Fei was taken aback and exclaimed: "Impossible! Is this all it takes to repel the Western Xia's attack?"

  "Or what did you think?" Zhang Shu Ye said with a smile.

  Wen Fei still thought that fighting was like what he saw in the movies. Arrows flying around like locusts, then the enemy army shouting, carrying long ladders and rushing towards the city wall. The rolling stones and wooden logs on the city wall came crashing down, just like rain...

  "That's called an ant siege!" Zhang Shuye laughed and said, "Such a siege is rarely seen. If the attacking side doesn't have more than ten times the military strength, it's better not to think about it. Moreover, they also need to make psychological preparations for more than five times the casualties... Most of the time, such things are rare! The Western Xia people were originally not good at siege warfare, let alone surrounding us like this, their morale has also fallen. Now, the siege is just a daily routine."

  "Ah," Wen Fei was somewhat stunned, this was completely different from his imagined ancient wars.

  Two men were talking, but they saw the Western Xia people organize a wave of attacks, with momentum like a rainbow, rushing straight to the protective wall. The momentum didn't seem like Zhang Shuye's routine at all.

  Zhang Shuye was somewhat bewildered, and the defending Song army also became tense. As they watched the Western Xia people rush forward, they shot out arrows one after another. They saw that those Western Xia people were fearless of death, charging all the way to the foot of the wall.

  Zhang Shuye said in surprise: "What the hell is going on? Those Western Xia people didn't even bring any siege tools, they just rushed to the city wall, are they looking for death?"

  Before the words were out, a loud crash was heard, which scared Wen Fei and he quickly got down. Then, the sound of crashing continued non-stop below, Wen Fei pressed his body to the lowest point, looked at Zhang Shu Ye who was still standing there like an idiot, and couldn't help but pull him down, Zhang Shu Ye finally reacted and followed Wen Fei to lie down on the ground.