Who put the yellow robe on me?

After a night of rest, the atmosphere inside and outside Liangzhou City grew even more solemn. The soldiers on the city walls wore solemn expressions, while the archers on the towers were already in full battle formation, longbows clenched, their gazes fixed sharply on the outside of the city.

Although the soldiers defending the city were tired, their fighting spirit was not diminished in the slightest.

Outside the city, the Western Region army's camp had begun to stir. General Mammon stood on the high ground, his gaze piercing the distant Liangzhou City. His heart was heavy. Yesterday's defeat had left him feeling humiliated, but a night of rest and the reorganization of his army had restored some confidence.

Although the 200,000-strong army has suffered heavy losses, the remaining 180,000 elite troops are still a force that cannot be underestimated.

Beside General Mammon, Lord Ji's expression was gloomy, his eyes gleaming with complex emotions. He knew that last night's defeat had not only dampened morale but also significantly diminished his standing in General Mammon's heart. To save face, he had to use this informant's intelligence to secure victory for the Western Regions.

Lord Ji stepped forward and whispered to General Mammon, "General Mammon, my informant said that the Daliang army's strategy this time is to lay traps everywhere, intending to wear us down with terrain and ambushes."

General Mammon frowned upon hearing this, his expression somewhat displeased. "Master Ji, are your informants reliable? The reason they humiliated us last time was because your intelligence was wrong."

Lord Ji felt a little embarrassed by the question. His face turned slightly red, his eyes wandered for a moment, and he answered hesitantly: "This... General, I think the intelligence this time is credible, but we still need to proceed with caution."

General Mammon sneered, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes. "Lord Ji, do you think you can convince me with such vague information? We have an army of 180,000. We won't make the same mistake again!"

A cold sweat broke out on Lord Ji's forehead. He knew that General Mammon's anger should not be underestimated. If he made another mistake, he might lose his life.

He forced a smile, trying to appear calm. "General, my informant has gotten very detailed information this time. He said Daliang has set a fire trap in the eastern woods, and a heavy rock and log ambush on the western hillside, preparing to ambush our troops."

General Mammon pondered for a moment, his gaze gradually calming. He knew that Lord Ji was not completely useless. If his informant's intelligence was true, then the enemy's deployment could indeed cause serious losses. After careful consideration, he decided to take appropriate countermeasures.

"Alright, Lord Ji, I'll trust you for once." General Mammon's voice was low and firm. "Pass the order down. The attacking troops in the east should bring water bags and fire extinguishers. The cavalry in the west should be aware of the traps on the hillside. We can't let our guard down again."

Lord Ji nodded in response and quickly went to arrange the army's pre-war preparations. General Mammon stood on the high ground, squinting his eyes at the distant Liangzhou City, and secretly made up his mind: This time, I must avenge my previous humiliation.

At the same time, in Liangzhou City, in the meeting hall of the general's mansion, Jiang Chen was discussing pre-war preparations with Zhong Xiaodan and the four great guards.

The atmosphere in the hall was tense and solemn, with everyone's eyes focused on Jiang Chen, waiting for his instructions. Jiang Chen stood in front of a huge map, staring intently at the markings on it.

Last night's discussion was all for Chen Lingze to hear. After all, if a traitor is used well, he is no worse than a military advisor. After all, in the eyes of the enemy, a traitor still has some credibility.

After all, the Western Region army already knew almost all of his plans, so he decided to take advantage of the situation and change his tactics.

"Everyone," Jiang Chen said, his voice steady and powerful, "I have decided to redeploy our trap plan."

Dianzhang frowned and asked in confusion, "Your Highness, why did we change the plan at the last minute? The arrangements last night were already very complete."

Jiang Chen smiled slightly, his eyes carrying a hint of deep meaning: "The reason we need to readjust is to catch the thief. Only in this way can we strike the enemy to the greatest extent and catch all the hidden traitors in one fell swoop."

Zhou Liangwei asked with some confusion, "Your Highness, isn't this too risky? After all, we need to make adjustments, and time is running out. I'm afraid we'll be caught off guard."

Jiang Chen nodded, his tone filled with calm analysis: "Risks are inevitable, but the situation we face no longer allows us to proceed step by step. The enemy may have already obtained the intelligence we have deployed. We must change our tactics and attack them by surprise."

Zhong Xiaodan understood Jiang Chen's intention and nodded, saying, "Your Highness, what you mean is that we should switch to new tactics and catch the enemy off guard when they think we are holding our set trap?"

Jiang Chen nodded affirmatively. "That's right. Let's assume the enemy already knows our various deployments and they'll be prepared. What we need to do is shift the focus of our deployment to areas they least expect, making it difficult for them to cope."

Jiang Chen's finger moved across the map again, pointing to the other side of the western hillside. "We'll move the ambush in the east here. The terrain is more difficult, and the enemy won't expect us to set up an ambush here. When they rush over, we can wipe them out with rolling stones and kerosene."

Everyone nodded, and Dianzhang smiled. "I understand, Your Highness. This will definitely catch them off guard."

Jiang Chen continued, "At the same time, we must also adjust our cavalry. Have them detour from the south to harass the enemy's logistics and supply lines, causing chaos. The enemy will surely send troops back to defend, and then we will launch a frontal attack and deal them a fatal blow."

After listening to this, Zhong Xiaodan smiled and said, "Your Highness is truly ingenious. This is a plan within a plan. Even if the Western Regions personnel know about our deployment last night, we will use their strategy against them, and we will seize the initiative on the battlefield."

Jiang Chen looked at everyone, his eyes filled with determination. "Second Young Master is absolutely right. After all, the battlefield is full of illusions and realities. This battle is crucial for us. We must imagine that the enemy can see through our strategies, and at the same time, we need to make quick adjustments based on the enemy's judgment!"

Everyone responded in unison: "Yes, Your Highness!"

After the meeting, everyone followed Jiang Chen's orders to make new arrangements. Jiang Chen walked to the window and looked at the battlefield not far away.

He took a deep breath and thought to himself, "Chen Lingze, you never expected that? Yesterday's plan was specially prepared for you. No matter how many conspiracies and tricks you have, I, Jiang Chen, will crack them one by one."

At the same time, outside the city, General Mammon was preparing to launch a new offensive. He looked at the Western Region army ready to go, his heart filled with anger for revenge and desire for victory.

"All troops, listen!" General Mammon shouted loudly, his voice full of majesty. "In today's battle, we must let the enemies of Liangzhou City know who is the true master!"

The morale of the Western Region army was high, and the sound of war drums resounded like thunder. General Mammon brandished his sword, pointed in the direction of Liangzhou City, and shouted, "Move out!"

War horses neighed, their hooves pounded the ground, and the Western Region army surged towards Liangzhou City like a tide. The soldiers of Liangzhou City were fully prepared, and the archers on the city walls drew their bows and fired arrows like raindrops, meeting the enemy's attack.

Zhong Xiaodan stood on the city wall, holding a long sword in his hand, his eyes sharp. He knew that this would be a life-and-death battle, but he was ready to face the enemy's fierce storm.

"They're coming." Zhong Xiaodan whispered to the soldiers around him, his voice calm and firm, "Everyone, get ready and follow the plan. We must not let them break through our defenses!"

General Mammon, standing in the distance, sneered, thinking to himself, "Liangzhou City! Jiang Chen, Zhong Xiaodan! I'll make you all pay with your blood!"