The Path of the Martial Arts BOSS

The next day, before dawn, many soldiers of the grassland camp began to wake up one after another.

They did not awaken on their own, but were roused by the steadily rising temperatures.

Outside Feiyun Pass, countless bonfires burned, heating the air and making the surrounding climate feel like midsummer.

One by one, the Wind Department Taoists manipulated the wind behind the bonfires, directing the hot air towards where the grassland people were located.

"This is bad, our water sources are already insufficient, and now the Central Plains people are using this trick to deplete our already scarce water reserves."

In the gathering of the tribal alliance, there were many perceptive individuals. Someone immediately recognized the opponent's strategy.

The importance of water even surpasses that of food. Without food and only drinking water, an ordinary person could still survive for seven to eight days. If there is no water and one only eats dry food, they wouldn't survive even three days.

The soldiers of the grassland people are all trained in martial arts, and their physical condition is much stronger than that of ordinary people, but at most, they could only endure one or two days more.

"We must inform the commander immediately."

Tie Guang, the leader of the largest tribe, immediately left his tent and headed towards the main tent at the very center of the camp.

"Who is it?"

As soon as he approached the main tent, Tie Guang heard a hoarse voice.

The surrounding air suddenly turned cold, as if a pack of wolves were lurking around, their ghostly eyes fixed on Tie Guang.

"Commander, it's Tie Guang," Tie Guang replied, "The Central Plains people are using tricks to deplete our army's water reserves, may I ask what the commander plans to do?"

"Trick?"

Jashu came out of the main camp. His clothes were still stained with a lot of blood, indicating that he hadn't changed them overnight.

A new diagonal sword scar across his robust face had not yet closed, subtly oozing blood, suggesting that the wound was still fresh after a night.

Jashu dispersed his True Qi, the chill dissipated, and the temperature slowly rose.

The rising temperature had no effect on Jashu, who was immune to heat and cold, but for those soldiers in armor, it was a significant affliction.

The soldiers might sweat after just a few steps, and once they sweat, replenishing water is essential. With the water reserves in the army, originally, they could last up to ten days, but now, at most only one or two days.

"The Central Plains people, always resorting to such despicable tricks." Jashu's face slowly distorted, the sword scar on his face appeared more crimson, as if blood would drip at any moment.

"Commander, it will be at least four days before the logistics from Han Court arrive. Moreover, there is also a lack of water sources on the grassland, and the water reserves brought by the logistics won't be much," Tie Guang said.

"Can't we find a water source nearby?" Jashu cautiously glanced at Feiyun Pass and asked.

Hearing this, Tie Guang shook his head bitterly, "We have searched all the water sources recorded on the map, all the places where water could be found have dried up, not leaving a single drop of water."

He hesitated for a moment, then said, "If Alfang the Shaman were still here, perhaps he could find water sources through Shamanism's secret techniques, but..."

But what? There was no need to say it, Jashu understood. Alfang had already been sent by him to take bullets and had died without a trace left. If you wanted to find Alfang, you had to look underground.

"Then let's attack."

"Ah?" Tie Guang looked at Jashu in surprise.

"Alfang once said that there are vast water reserves inside Feiyun Pass. If we take Feiyun Pass, not to mention drinking, even bathing would be more than sufficient," Jashu said.

Tie Guang still fixed his gaze on Jashu, not blinking an eye.

He too wanted to attack Feiyun Pass, but his subordinates truly couldn't do it. Last night's raid had revealed the disparity between the two sides. With that white-haired Daoist present, he could at least hold back several high-level masters of the True Pill Realm.

If it were the weaker masters of the True Pill Realm, they might have been killed offhand by that white-haired Daoist. Only the high-level masters within the True Pill Realm could hold him back.

With the high-level combat power tied down, and Feiyun Pass being notoriously difficult, the chances of taking it down with brute force were indeed slim. It should be noted that there were still fifty thousand troops stationed within Feiyun Pass.

"I, as the commander, am confident in breaching the Feiyun Pass," Jashu said with a sinister smile, "By Noon today, Zhan Ermu will be here with reinforcements. At that time, I intend to take down that white-haired Daoist for sure."

"Lord Zhan Ermu? Then I am relieved," Tie Guang said joyfully upon hearing this.

Zhan Ermu was a fierce general under the command of the Right Prince. In terms of strength, he was definitely not much less than Jashu. Moreover, Zhan Ermu was not coming alone, but with reinforcements.

The Left Prince was cunning in strategy, and the Right Prince was fierce in battle. The reinforcements brought by Zhan Ermu would certainly be the high-level masters from the court of the Right Prince, ensuring guaranteed robustness.

"Pass the order, distribute water bags, let all soldiers eat and drink well. Today, we will take down Feiyun Pass," Jashu ordered.

Directly distributing all the reserves of water and food, sufficient to feed more than a hundred thousand troops for at least two days. Within two days, or even today, he planned to conquer Feiyun Pass.

This marked his resolve for a do-or-die battle.

"Report, people from the Wind Department heard news that the enemy troops are all exultant, seemingly celebrating,"

On the city walls of Feiyun, an orderly knelt on one knee and reported to Xu Tiecheng.

"The Wind Department, with its ability to listen to distant sounds, seems it will not lack talents like Lu Qifeng in the future," Xu Tiecheng said with a hint of envy.

Lu Qifeng, one of the Four Great Divine Capturers from the Daqian Six Gates known as "Chasing Wind Divine Constable," was a talent direly sought by military leaders. His "Wind Listening Technique" surpassed countless scouts in the world.

Once, a general from the Daqian Military had said that having Lu Qifeng was like being halfway to victory.

Although this statement might sound exaggerated, it indeed reflected the importance of Lu Qifeng. With Daqian's military edge, the best in the Central Plains, as long as the battles were fought squarely, they were almost unbeatable.

And Lu Qifeng was the best person to thwart any surprise attacks.

"However, the Wind Department still falls far short of that Divine Constable. This time is just a special case," Gu Chen explained.

If it were that Divine Constable, he wouldn't have just reported such vague news about the enemy cheering.

"Indeed," Xu Tiecheng seriously replied, "It seems that the enemy is distributing their water and provisions, preparing for a final full-scale clash. Otherwise, those soldiers who are now boiling with heat wouldn't be so exhilarated."

He turned to the orderly and commanded, "Give the order to get the fire carts ready and push towards the enemy lines."

"Yes," the orderly quickly ran off.

"As long as we allow the enemy to advance within three miles, we have won, right?" Xu Tiecheng seemed to seek confirmation from Gu Chen.

Proceeding out of the city in a confrontational manner was, in fact, taking a great risk. A single misstep could lead to utter defeat.

"As long as they are within three miles, Daoist Qingyu will be able to severely wound the enemy troops. At that point, with Feiyun Pass's fifty thousand troops, we could easily slaughter the remaining forces of the grassland," Gu Chen explained.

As one of the main developers of Hidden Dragon, his confidence in Hidden Dragon was much stronger than Xu Tiecheng's.

This battle was bound for Northern Zhou's victory.