Chapter 228 Waiting for the Rabbit Down

On the afternoon of the second day after the Thunder Beast Brigade, an empty transport team from the direction of Wallenberg stepped into the Hailanji in a daze. Its fate was the same as that of the former.

Two hundred and twenty barbarian warriors have become the new fruits of the Thunder Beast Brigade. Since entering the Far North Snowfield, the Thunder Beast Brigade has achieved nearly its own number.

In addition to the previously captured snow camel, each thunder beast warrior was assigned a snow camel.

In the information obtained by forcing the prisoners to confess, Leon learned that Wallenberg did not know that the Hailanji had fallen into his hands, but the news would certainly not be hidden for too long. The thunder beast scout also intercepted and destroyed a barbarian scout near the Hailanji in the morning.

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

So he ordered the burning of all the materials hoarded in Hailanji, including the food and weapons seized from the heavy squad.

Black smoke rushed straight to the sky. Nearly 900 thunder beast warriors rode on snow camels to form a cavalry army. Together with the frost giant war puppets, they went north to Linsk Harbor overnight and soon disappeared in the night.

The port of Linsk is one of the most important coastal ports of the barbarians in the far north. Its predecessor was originally a small harbor fishing village. Due to its superior geographical location and the fact that the bay is almost unfrozen all year round, it has become the best port for the delivery of supplies by the Faroe Imperial Navy fleet.

After hundreds of years of construction and development, the port of Linsk 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 coming and going to and from the port of Linsk every year.

The food and weapons transported from the southern people were continuously transported here, and a large amount of ore, animal skin and wood raw materials were transported away. The prosperous trade between the two sides and the support of the human state made the Far Northern Barbarians persist in the war with the Bemon Orcs for hundreds of years.

It is precisely because of the important surname of Link Harbor that the barbarians attach great importance to its protection. There are more than 20,000 elite troops and more than a dozen frost giant war puppets stationed in the Lynsk Fortress, as well as many human mercenaries.

The Thunder Beast Brigade now has less than 900 soldiers. On the surface, they are completely out of their power to attack Link Port.

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

He learned from the confessions of the prisoners that the Farea Empire had recently delivered a large amount of food supplies to the port of Linsk to support the recent war conflict between the barbarians and orcs.

However, due to the recent extremely bad weather in the north, several ports in the north have been frozen, and rare heavy snowstorms have appeared in many areas, so that a large number of materials transported to the port of Linsk have been hoarded, which can only be transported by snow camels little by little.

Of course, it is impossible for Leon to capture Linsk Port. He is the idea of hoarding the food supplies outside the port. If these materials can be destroyed, it will be very beneficial to the upcoming spring offensive of the orcs.

It is impossible for the fleet of the Farea Empire to come every day. It takes a long time for a ship of grain to come from south to north, and cities like Wallen City are completely dependent on the supply of materials from the outside world.

Once the problem is given, the defenders in Wallen City can't hold on for a long time.

In order to achieve his purpose, Leon let more than 800 thunder beast warriors disguise themselves as barbarian warriors. They shaved their hair, smeared paint on their faces, and put on barbarian leather armor and weapons.

Because the physique of the thunder beast warrior is similar to that of ordinary barbarians, after careful camouflage, if you don't come to distinguish carefully in front of you, you can't see that this team is completely disguised as an orc.

The most important thing is that Leon has mastered the Frost Giant. With its existence, who will have any doubts. You know, this is a war puppet that only a giant barbarian can control!

With the right time, accurate information and indiscribable camouflage, the Thunder Beast Brigade has the conditions for a surprise attack on Linsk Port.

Although this action is very risky, Leon deeply understands that the opportunity will never come again. The Thunder Beast Brigade wants to make a difference in this war, which is undoubtedly the best opportunity.

The night was long, and the wind, frost, rain and snow stopped at dawn, and a trace of fish belly white appeared in the sky.

This is a sunny beginning.

Leon took a sip of the hot soup handed over by the rose, and the warmth flowed into his stomach and drove away the slight chill in an instant.

The sky is gradually getting brighter, and a new day has begun.

The place where 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's trek, the thunder beast brigade disguised as barbarian cavalry was not far from Linsk Harbor. In order to ensure that the soldiers had sufficient physical strength and full spirit to participate in the upcoming fierce battle, he ordered a break in this valley.

Not far away, the thunder beast warriors gathered together in groups, and most of them were still asleep. The bonfires around them were basically extinguished, and there were still some unmelted snow on their heads.

A strong sense of pride surged up in Leon's heart. These soldiers who were led by him and followed him were brave, loyal and had a high fighting spirit, and they had incomparable trust and respect for him.

And what Leon can do is to lead them to one victory after another and win the glory of the Bemon warriors!

"Your Excellency, can we win?"

A military shaman sitting opposite asked carelessly, "I always feel that it's too risky to raid the port of Linsk."

The name of this accompanying shaman is Deke. He is a wolf shaman. He is the oldest of the five accompanying shamans and has the strongest strength.

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

"Mr. Deck, you have to understand that we have no way out here. Warren City may have found our existence. We have to move forward and find a way home again!"

If it were an ordinary warrior, Leon was really not interested in persuading him patiently. If you don't want to take risks, just go back by yourself.

But these five accompanying shamans are very important to the Thunder Beast Brigade and the next action plan. They are shamans belonging to the third regiment and are not Leon's real subordinates, so it is impossible for Leon to turn against each other casually.

The shaman's desire for victory and the pursuit of achievements are not as enthusiastic as warriors, and he also pays special attention to his own safety.

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

"Lord Leon, I'm also a member of Bemon!" The dextsarman said solemnly, "We choose to join the army, and we are naturally ready to sacrifice for Bemon at any time. As the supreme commander, we will unconditionally obey any of your orders!"

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

The shaman's voice became low, and he looked at the sleeping thunder beast warriors.

"They are all the best soldiers..." Leon nodded hard and felt a little more good to 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 it take for us to get to Link?"

This military guide is very experienced. He once participated in the battle of the Bymon army to attack Linsk, so he is quite familiar with the geographical environment. He found this temporary camp.

"At our speed, we can arrive at most one hour!" The guide said with certainty.

Unlike several shamans, the wolf's guide can't wait to kill the port of Linsk immediately.

In this team, only he knows how incredible Leon can control the Frost Giant, so he has full confidence in Leon's raid plan.

From another perspective, the greater the results of the Thunder Beast Brigade, the more credit he can share as a guide.

"That's good!" Leon took a sip of the cold broth in his hand, got up and said, "Let everyone get up. Let's go immediately after breakfast!"

The soldiers were woken up one by one. They opened their hazy sleepy eyes, shook off the snow on their bodies, grabbed a handful of ice and snow from their side and smeared them randomly on their faces, which was a clean and invigorated.

There is not enough firewood, and the cold and hard dried meat is breakfast. After hurriedly filling his stomach, Leon gathered everyone together.

"Brothers!" He stood on the Frost Giant and shouted to the soldiers, "In front of us, the enemy's fortress and port are also our final goal!"

"I believe you all know that we are going to enter the place guarded by the enemy to destroy the supplies they have hoarded. There are tens of thousands of enemies and we are less than a thousand!"

"This task is very dangerous. I can't guarantee that I can bring all of you back safely, and I may be ready to sacrifice at any time..."

"But I believe that even if there is a sea of swords and fire in front of you, even if there are millions of enemies in front of you, you will be fearless, because you are the best and bravest warriors of Bimon. You are worthy of the honor of soldiers, and victory will always belong to us!"

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

In their eyes and hearts, Leon is the creator of miracles and will lead them to victory, even if they pay their lives for it?

The glorious death is the best destination for a real Beimeng warrior.

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

"Long live Bemon! Victory belongs to us!"

(to be continued)