Otherworld Advance Team
Chapter 133 - 129: New Plan

Chapter 133: Chapter 129: New Plan

Although he pretended to be drunk, Luo’er fell into a deep sleep as soon as he closed his eyes. Probably because Cheng Ziang said he was going to stay up, which put him at ease and made him feel safe enough to sleep soundly.

When he woke up the next day, it was already ten in the morning. He lifted the blanket to find Yaning still snuggled up to him, sleeping soundly just like a well-behaved little animal.

The camp bed they slept in was very narrow, so he didn’t dare move all night. When he woke up in the morning, he found that his whole arm had become numb.

Luo’er stretched his arm and climbed out of the bed just in time to meet eyes with Tangmo opposite. It seemed that she had been waiting for him to wake up, and when she saw Luo’er get up, there was a subtle expression on her face.

"Good morning, Moumou!" After a slight hesitation, Luo’er braced himself and spoke.

"Who let you drink alcohol last night?" Tangmo stared at him and asked.

"I..." Luo’er’s eyes shifted, thinking about excuses.

"You didn’t get drunk at all, did you?" Tangmo continued to question.

"Eh..." Luo’er was startled inside, he didn’t expect that Tangmo had already found out.

"Really, why pretend to be drunk to apologize to me," said Tangmo, slowly lowering her head, her tone getting lower and lower. Suddenly she reached out and wiped her eyes, only then Luo’er realised that she had started crying.

"Why are you crying?" Seeing Tangmo cry, Luo’er seemed somewhat at a loss.

"Who told you to apologize to me? I clearly don’t deserve it!" Tangmo turned her face away, her voice choked up.

"Don’t cry first..." Luo’er reached out to wipe her tears away, but he didn’t know how to go about it.

"Can you stop pampering me? I’m really afraid that my immaturity will cause some harm to others." Tangmo said, staring at Luo’er with tear-filled eyes, and continued sobbingly, "If I’ve done something wrong, just say it. Do we have to be cold? I’m immature, are you going to be immature with me?"

"Sorry, I..." Luo’er was about to speak, when his words were interrupted by Tangmo.

"Don’t apologize anymore, you should be the one who should be apologizing to me. Yet you apologize once, twice, thrice. Do you really want to keep spoiling me, letting me stay innocent and immature?" Tangmo suddenly raised her voice, and loudly questioned.

"Alright," Luo’er turned his head, sighed and said, "You really should reflect on yourself, likewise, I should apologize for not explaining things to you and choosing to give you the cold shoulder instead. Now that we’ve both apologized, we’re even. Stop crying, okay?"

"You..." Tangmo wiped her tears and asked in a low voice, "Did you give me the cold shoulder because I’ve been bothering you at the academy, hoping I’d stop pestering you?"

"Ah, I don’t know what you’re talking about." Luo’er replied, looking insincere. Clearly, Tangmo’s remark hit right at his true feelings.

Yaning was awakened by their voices, she rubbed her eyes and climbed up from Luo’er side. Seeing Tangmo’s red eyes, she pointed at her and mumbled, "Oh, oh, you’re crying!"

"Oh, Yaning can talk now." Luo’er was somewhat delighted looking at her, while Yaning reached out and hugged his arm.

Seeing them, Tangmo finally couldn’t help but smile through her tears. Hu Daoke, who was watching them, said enviously, "What a lovely family of three."

By noon, the atmosphere of the entire team finally returned to normal and Luo’er convened the first meeting.

Following his thought, they’ve clearly figured out the artillery of the frontline Army, the rest could be handed over to the Frontline Headquarters, the next step was to complete the task given by Princess Melia.

The plan was for them to find an excuse to withdraw from the frontline forces, claiming to return to Galan to receive new assignments from Princess Melia. After leaving the frontline, they would try to get the uniform of the Odelanqi Mage Corps, let Baiyue and Tangmo put them on to attack the Frontline Army under the cover of darkness. The remaining people would pretend to be Frontline Army members and attack the Mage Corps. This would trigger both sides to clash in a fire, allowing them to sit back and reap the benefits.

Of course, all of this naturally requires the cooperation of Princess Melia. As long as she is willing to work together, Luo’er is assured that the task can be accomplished.

After devising the plan, Luo’er wrote it down on a piece of paper, handed it to Baiyue, and asked her to convey it to Princess Melia, who was hundreds of miles away, through a carrier pigeon.

Despite the winter, the carrier pigeon still looked energetic. Baiyue released it into the sky and watched as it slowly disappeared into the horizon before calming down. The pigeon would locate Princess Melia by sensing her magic ring. As long as she agreed, the entire plan would immediately commence.

However, as he watched the pigeon fly away, Luo’er’s concerns remained. He was thinking about how to say goodbye to Rodney. Considering that Rodney had been displeased with them for a long time and that he was the crown prince’s man, Luo’er wondered if he might lay an ambush for them on the road. Rodney had long been coveting Tangmo and Baiyue, and if these two girls fell into his hands, it would be dangerous.

The second issue was, how should they, as soldiers of the front-line corps, attack the Mage Corps? Those mages weren’t joking around, and the broken guns they had would be useless in front of them. The reason the armed insurgents were able to take over the Magic Academy last time was because they had a strange piece of equipment that could suppress the flow of magic. Otherwise, with their daring, they would never dare to target the Magic Academy.

"We should be careful when retreating, I agree with Luo’er’s view." Cheng Ziang crossed his arms and nodded, "Rodney is the man of the crown prince. They have been up to something ever since we entered the front-line corps. They even tried to blow us up with five platoons of artillery shells. Now that we’re about to leave, they wouldn’t let us go easily."

"What should we do?" Asked Hu Daoke, appearing somewhat nervous at Cheng Ziang’s words.

"Don’t worry, they wouldn’t dare to take action openly, Rodney will have to consider Princess Melia’s face, even though he is the man of the crown prince." Luo’er nodded and said, "I think, they might secretly set up an ambush to attack us."

"If it’s an ambush, I do have an idea." Cheng Ziang looked at everyone and a smug smile appeared on his face.

"What idea?" Tangmo asked.

"Aren’t we still thinking about how to pretend to be soldiers of the front-line corps to attack the Mage Corps? We can slaughter these people and then we’ll have their clothes!" Cheng Ziang suggested.

"Are you kidding? Will you be ambushed by them or will they be ambushed by us?" Hu Daoke retorted with an eye roll.

"I can take them down!" Cheng Ziang confidently said.

"That’s an illusion!" Hu Daoke countered.

"Ziang’s idea is not bad. If we can turn the tables, we can certainly get their equipment to infiltrate. And since it’s a secret deployment, Rodney might just have to eat a loss in silence. It’s just..." He paused, then added, "Even if we pose as soldiers from the front-line corps, we can’t defeat those mages."

"Who said we’re going to fight those mages?" Cheng Ziang asked.

"Then what do you mean?" Luo’er inquired.

"Did you forget about the cannon?" Cheng Ziang responded with a triumphant smile.

Reminded by him, Luo’er suddenly realized what he meant. Looking at their reactions, Cheng Ziang continued, "We don’t need to face off directly against the mages while posing as soldiers of the front-line corps. We just need to sneak into the artillery position and fire at the Mage Corps base. And if we blow up their artillery shells, not only will it lead to a falling out between them and the dispatched army from Odelanqi, but the crown prince’s spring offensive will also be completely ruined."

Cheng Ziang’s daring proposal was met with approval from everyone, but Luo’er still had some hesitation. This plan depended on Rodney planning a secret ambush, and carried significant risk. If Rodney didn’t plan to ambush them after all, then how would they infiltrate the artillery position?

However, when it came to the ambush, Tangmo had an idea, albeit an unproven one. If Rodney truly did send troops to attack them, upon successfully turning the tables, they could masquerade as victorious soldiers, don their armors, and escort the two girls back to the frontline base. There, they could carry out a decapitation operation, disguise themselves as the Mage Corps, and cause a havoc in the base.

In addition, they could send two people to sneak into the artillery position during the chaos of the base attack, operate the cannons, and directly blast the Mage Corps’ base to smithereens, thus provoking the Mage Corps to attack the front-line corps.

Obviously, such a plan required many prerequisites. First, they had to ensure Rodney would attack them, and that they could indeed turn the tables. Second, they needed to manage to escort the girls into the base without arousing Rodney’s suspicion in advance and successfully carry out the decapitation operation. The last factor was the weather- it would be best if the night of the operation was dark and windy to cause maximum chaos.

Despite the numerous challenges, they believed this was the best method at present. Once accomplished, the entire front-line army would be at odds with Odelanqi’s dispatch. Not only would the relations break between Odelanqi and Masya, the crown prince’s spring offensive would also completely fail. If the rebels chose to counterattack at that moment, the entire Masya Kingdom would be plunged into a crisis of extinction.

But all this had nothing to do with them. This was all Princess Melia’s arrangement. The young princess, passionate about power, obviously wanted to play with fire. However, she never considered what would happen to her if Masya really were to fall.

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