"Future Commander, what are you thinking?" the Great Hoodwinker asked curiously.
Earlier, when Xun Yeyu said that a large number of the expeditionary army's troops were approaching them, the Great Hoodwinker was taken aback and wanted to flee quickly.
However, he realized Ren Xiaosu was not panicking at all. Not only did he not leave, but he even took out a satchel of TNT from somewhere.
At this moment, Ren Xiaosu was digging a pit in the ground with an entrenching tool. Then he carefully placed the TNT into the pit.
Ren Xiaosu sighed and said, "Too bad we don't have a detonator. I left those things behind on Mt. Zuoyun. Or else this would be more convenient. We're gonna have to resort to binding it with a grenade.."
After Ren Xiaosu buried the TNT into the ground, he placed a barbarian's corpse over it. As long as someone lifted or moved the barbarian's corpse, they would pull the safety pin of the grenade and blow the nearby barbarians into the sky.
Without a detonator, he could not control it remotely. So he could only use this method to create a booby trap.
Due to the pressure of the war on Mt. Zuoyun, Ren Xiaosu not only did not take the explosives the 6th Combat Brigade had brought with them, but he also contributed all of the TNT he had been saving for a long time. He only kept a single satchel for emergencies, but it had no detonator.
Xun Yeyu asked meekly, "Will this work? I remember that TNT isn't easy to detonate, right? Can a grenade trigger it?"
"Yes." Ren Xiaosu said, "TNT detonated by a grenade is actually more powerful than a standard detonator."
Although TNT was very powerful, it was not that easy to detonate it. Usually, the TNT would be attached to a detonator that had to be triggered first before the TNT blew up.
If it was just an ordinary ignition, the TNT would emit a yellow flame and then slowly burn out without exploding. Therefore, when disposing of TNT, it would usually be done through a burning method.
The Great Hoodwinker praised, "Future Commander is really wise. The barbarians will definitely not expect to get themselves killed if they move their comrades' corpses. Moreover, this bomb will also traumatize them. When they see their comrades' corpses in the future, they'll remember what happened today."
Ren Xiaosu said modestly, "Probably, but not so loud, not so loud, please."
Next to them, Xun Yeyu did not know what to say. He thought to himself that this Great Hoodwinker was such a bootlicker.
"Alright, let's get out of here quickly." Ren Xiaosu said, "How long until the expeditionary army arrives?"
Xun Yeyu roughly calculated the speed at which the other party was approaching. "I think it'll take a little over an hour."
"Let's head a kilometer away and wait there. We'll leave after confirming they've set off the explosion here. At that time, Xun Yeyu, tell me the number of enemy casualties," Ren Xiaosu said.
More than an hour later, the expeditionary army quickly approached the battlefield. When they saw that all of the supply corps were dead, an officer let out a furious roar.
The expeditionary army had lost four supply convoys in a single day. This was a loss they could not bear. More importantly, they did not even catch a glimpse of the enemy.
Whenever they got near, it was as though the other party had eyes in the sky and left in advance. They were impossible to catch.
One of the barbarians said to the expeditionary army's commander, "Sir, I'm afraid that there might be a lot of people in this group. Look, the supplies that were being transported from the Pyro Company were quite a lot. If there weren't that many enemies, they couldn't have taken away the supplies. But we can see that they've already emptied out all four convoys of supplies that we were transporting."
The regimental commander nodded and said, "But I don't understand something. A group that large shouldn't have as great a mobility as our expeditionary army, yet the other party is clearly much more nimble than us."
Of course, they did not know there was actually someone in the world who could carry a storage space around with them.
For Ren Xiaosu, he could take everything with him even if he had to rob another ten supply convoys, much less this minuscule amount of supplies!
One of the barbarians said, "Sir, we have to track them down this time. Otherwise, the general will definitely punish us. The army doesn't have enough food left, so we have to bring back the supplies that the enemy stole…."
The regimental commander clenched his teeth and said, "I don't need you to teach me what to do. Go and have Boris come and search for the scent left behind by the enemy. They have a lot of people, so they'll definitely leave behind some evidence. We'll then track them through their scent."
This was something that not even the Central Plains people knew about. During the process of the barbarians' evolution, some of their people's sense of smell started to reach the level of wild animals. They could even use their sense of smell to track others.
After the soldier named Boris was called over, he started sniffing for different smells near the corpses. Then he said in a strange tone, "Sir, the smell of the Central Plains people here is not complicated at all. It seems like there were only three people."
"Three people?" The regimental commander was stunned. He walked towards Boris. "Are you sure?"
"I'm sure." Boris said, "They headed northwards."
"Pursue them!" Although the regimental commander did not know why the three of them were able to take away so much supplies, he knew Boris was never wrong before.
At this moment, Ren Xiaosu was lying prone a kilometer away and observing the barbarians' movements through his spotting scope. "Wait a minute, why are those barbarians leaving without picking up the corpses? They're starting to move in our direction!"
It seemed like the other party did not intend to carry those corpses away. In that case, wouldn't his plan fail?
With the Great Hoodwinker and Xun Yeyu watching by the side, wouldn't it be embarrassing if his plan failed?
At this moment, a barbarian looked at the corpses on the ground and said, "Sir, what should we do with these bodies? Should we transport them back to the rear?"
The regimental commander shook his head and replied, "Our mission is to pursue the Central Plains troops. If we take these bodies with us, it'll definitely slow our pursuit. Let them rest here for now. After the war is over, we'll come back and bury them. Moreover, the Central Plains people are very cunning. Someone once hid some explosives under the corpses, something which the Central Plains people call a booby trap. Who knows if there's any traps underneath these bodies? Pass down my order: Do not touch the bodies!"
But just as the regimental commander finished, he saw a dark door of nothingness open next to a corpse. It was as though the void could suck all the light in.
Right afterwards, a hand stretched out from the Shadow Door and rummaged through the corpse.
However… the door seemed to have opened up at the wrong spot. This was not the corpse he was looking for.
He retracted his hand and opened the Shadow Door again, then rummaged through another corpse. This time, it was the right one.
With the click of the grenade's safety pin being removed, and during the three seconds of delay before the grenade detonated, a soldier stared blankly as the Shadow Door disappeared into thin air. "What the fuck was that?! Did y'all see that hand just now…"
The regimental commander roared, "Run!"
With a loud boom, a huge cloud of grayish-black smoke rose into the air. The hundreds of barbarians near the explosive were instantly blown to pieces.