Who put the yellow robe on me?

The next day, sunlight shone through the mist onto the walls of Liangzhou City. After several days of fierce fighting, the soldiers in the city were a little tired, but they were also slightly relaxed because of the temporary calm.

The guards on the city wall were watching the distance vigilantly. Although the Western Region army seemed to have stopped fighting after the previous two defeats, they knew in their hearts that this tranquility might just be a temporary calm before the storm.

Jiang Chen, Mi Chunhong and Zhong Xiaodan were conducting tactical simulations around a sand table in the conference room of the general's mansion.

The three of them discussed intently, imitating the terrain around Liangzhou City and studying how to better defend Liangzhou City during the next enemy attack.

"Your Highness," Mi Chunhong pointed to a spot on the sand table and said in a deep voice, "If the enemy attacks from here, our frontal defense may be under great pressure."

Jiang Chen nodded slightly, looking calmly at the arrangement on the sand table. After a moment's thought, he said, "That's why we must deploy more ambushes here to create an illusion for the enemy, making them mistakenly believe that this is the focus of our defense. In this way, they will concentrate their main forces to attack the enemy's flanks, and we can launch a counterattack in other locations."

Zhong Xiaodan frowned and said, "But if the enemy sees through our intentions, will they attack our flanks?"

Jiang Chen smiled softly, a sly look flashing in his eyes. "No, they won't change their plans so easily. General Mammon is probably still skeptical of our intelligence, so he won't change his strategy rashly."

Just as the three of them were discussing something heatedly, a guard hurried into the meeting room. He quickly walked over to Mi Chunhong and leaned over to whisper something in his ear. Mi Chunhong's expression changed slightly, but then quickly returned to normal.

He waved his hand to signal the guards to withdraw, then looked around to make sure no one was eavesdropping. Then he lowered his voice and said to Jiang Chen and Zhong Xiaodan, "Your Highness, I just received news that there seems to be some movement within the Western Region army."

Jiang Chen frowned slightly, and thought to himself, "Oh? What's going on?"

Mi Chunhong lowered his voice again: "There is news that General Mammon is very dissatisfied with Ji Zhuhui of the Western Regions delegation and even threatened to kill him. It seems that the Western Regions are not a monolithic entity."

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After hearing this, Jiang Chen nodded thoughtfully.

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant: General Mammon's dissatisfaction with Ji Zhuhui was obviously due to intelligence errors in several battles. Perhaps this could be used to disrupt the enemy's internal situation.

Jiang Chen was thinking silently in his mind, considering how to turn this news into a breakthrough.

"General Mi, is this information reliable?" Jiang Chen asked in a low voice, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Mi Chunhong nodded: "The news my informant brought back from the enemy camp should not be false."

Jiang Chen sighed softly, and a new plan quickly formed in his mind: "If this is true, we may be able to use this opportunity to further divide the enemy."

Mi Chunhong looked at Jiang Chen suspiciously and asked tentatively, "Your Highness, what do you mean?"

Jiang Chen said in a deep voice: "The internal discord among the enemy is an opportunity for us. If we can use this to sow discord and make the enemy even more distrustful of the traitor, then their offensive plan will inevitably become even more chaotic."

Zhong Xiaodan also came over and nodded in understanding after hearing this: "Indeed, if we can take advantage of their internal strife, our situation will be much better."

Jiang Chen smiled slightly, with a sharp glint in his eyes: "Yes, we can create a false retreat to lure the enemy into attacking, and then set up an ambush to capture them all in one fell swoop."

Mi Chunhong nodded thoughtfully, a glint of approval in his eyes. "Your Highness's plan is brilliant. If we can successfully trick them into thinking we are retreating, they will surely let their guard down."

Just as Jiang Chen and Mi Chunhong continued to discuss the strategy, hurried footsteps were heard outside the door.

Dianzhang hurried in, his face looking somewhat anxious. "Your Highness, a soldier on patrol outside the city just now spotted a suspicious person. He has been brought to the city gate. Your Highness, please go and check it out."

Jiang Chen's gaze quickly turned to Dian Zhang, a hint of vigilance flashing through his mind: "Suspicious person? What is this person's background?"

Zhong Xiaodan shook his head and frowned, "It's not clear yet, but he has clothes from the Western Regions on him. We suspect he might be an enemy spy, or maybe..."

Jiang Chen's expression turned serious. He quickly stood up and turned to Mi Chunhong and said, "General Mi, General Annan, let's go and take a look together."

When Jiang Chen, Mi Chunhong and Zhong Xiaodan arrived at the city gate, they saw a man tied up and pressed to the ground, with several Liangzhou soldiers pointing spears at him.

The man looked to be in his thirties, dressed in rags, with a stubbled face, looking extremely disheveled, his eyes filled with fear and despair.

Jiang Chen took a few steps closer and stared at the man coldly: "Who are you? Why are you approaching Liangzhou City?"

The man raised his head and saw Jiang Chen and a group of generals. He suddenly cried out, "Sir, spare my life! I am a soldier in the Western Region Army! I come to surrender!"

Jiang Chen frowned slightly upon hearing this, his heart instantly alert. Surrender? At this time? He scanned the man with a sharper gaze, trying to discern his thoughts.

Liangzhou City has been attacked several times by the Western Regions army recently. It is very likely that enemy spies and detectives have infiltrated it. The appearance of this person is too sudden.

"Surrender?" Jiang Chen's voice was as cold as ice. "Are you from the Western Region Army?"

The man nodded repeatedly and said eagerly, "Yes, sir! I was sent by Lord Ji to deliver a letter. But now the situation has changed, and I don't want to serve the Western Regions anymore!"

Hearing the name "Master Ji", Jiang Chen and Mi Chunhong looked at each other and immediately had an idea in their minds.

Lord Ji, as an important figure in the peace faction of the Western Region Army, has indeed been isolated by General Mammon recently due to problems with his informant intelligence.

It’s not so much a problem of informant intelligence, but rather a problem of being trapped by Jiang Chen’s scheme.

And now, this person claims to be Lord Ji who came to deliver a letter and appeared at the foot of Liangzhou City in the middle of the night. Is this a coincidence or a trap?

Jiang Chen sneered, a hint of vigilance flashing in his eyes: "You said Lord Ji sent you to deliver a letter? What news does he have?"

The man took a deep breath, as if nervous about his decision: "Sir, I have been following Master Ji. Master Ji asked me to deliver a letter to our people in Daliang.

"But recently, General Mammon and Lord Ji have been at odds, with the military siding with the pro-war camp, causing Lord Ji's pro-peace faction to lose prestige. I no longer wish to be drawn into their conflict, and am willing to offer intelligence on the Western Regions army in exchange for Daliang's protection."

Jiang Chen and Mi Chunhong exchanged glances, and both could see a hint of caution and doubt in each other's eyes.

What this person said seemed to be somewhat credible, but now that the two armies were at war, any information could be a trick of the enemy.

Jiang Chen was silent for a moment. With a "swish", he unsheathed his "Flying Dragon" sword and pressed it against the man's neck. "Tell me what you know. If you lie, I will kill you."

"Gudong!"

The man swallowed, his expression becoming even more nervous, and he felt the blade on his neck cutting through his skin.

He knew that if he wasn't careful, his head would fall off. In that instant, he felt as if his crotch was wet...

He took a deep breath, as if to embolden himself: "Sir, my name is Hassan, and I am a subordinate of Lord Ji in the Western Region Army. Lord Ji received some intelligence about the battle deployment of Daliang some time ago, but due to the error in the intelligence, the Western Region Army suffered heavy losses. General Mammon believed that Lord Ji's contact person's ability was limited, so he was very dissatisfied with him.

Lord Ji felt very dangerous and feared being punished by General Mammon, so he sent me to find my contact in Daliang to see if there was any more important intelligence. I was afraid that Lord Ji could not guarantee my safety, so I decided to go to Daliang.

Mi Chunhong said coldly: "Who is the contact person in Daliang you mentioned?"