"Then what are we waiting for? Let's hurry back and report to the Khan! This piece of fat is enough for us to eat for several months!" The young scout rubbed his hands together eagerly.

The old scout shook his head, a sly glint in his eyes: "No rush. Southerners are the most cunning. Let's follow them a little further and see where they camp for the night and if there's any other activity. The Khan said we must be careful in everything we do."

The two secretly followed for another half day, watching as the grain transport team set up camp next to an abandoned beacon tower. The camp was a mess, with campfires burning everywhere, and the soldiers were even arguing and fighting over a little food, showing absolutely no military discipline.

"It seems it was indeed true." The old scout finally breathed a sigh of relief and said to his companion, "You stay here and keep watch. I'll go back and report to the Right Wise King immediately! We can't let someone else steal such a great achievement!"

Having said that, he mounted his horse and galloped off like a black lightning bolt toward the Northern Desert Royal Court.

The news quickly reached the tent of the Right Wise King, Huyan Zhuo.

Hu Yanzhuo was thin and had a sinister look in his eyes. He was known for his intelligence and suspicious nature. After hearing the scout's report, he did not immediately show excitement. Instead, he paced back and forth in the tent, his fingers lightly tapping the hilt of the sword at his waist.

"Three thousand ragtag soldiers escorting hundreds of carts of provisions? And they're taking this most conspicuous main road? And the leader is some fat, idiot?" He muttered to himself, a glint of doubt in his eyes. "That kid Lin Zhen, personally leading the front lines, with his cautious nature, would he make such a basic mistake?"

“Your Highness,” a trusted general stepped forward and said, “could it be that Lin Zhen, being new to the Northern Frontier, is unfamiliar with the situation and is too eager to achieve quick results, so he…”

"Impossible!" Hu Yanzhuo categorically denied. "Lin Zhen was capable of strategizing and winning battles even in the capital. He's not a fool. This is a trap!"

“But our scouts have confirmed repeatedly that the grain transport team is flawless; it’s just a rabble. Moreover, our army has been harassing the Southerners for days, and their food supplies have been greatly depleted. It’s understandable that they are eager to replenish their supplies. Your Highness, as the art of war says, ‘When you see something deceptively, make it appear real; when you see something real, make it appear deceptive.’ Perhaps Lin Zhen anticipated our suspicions, which is why he deliberately put on this act. In reality, it’s just an ordinary grain transport team. Wouldn’t it be a pity if we missed this opportunity because of our suspicions?” Another general who advocated for the attack advised.

Hu Yanzhuo remained silent, deep in thought. He knew this was indeed a huge temptation. If they could seize this batch of grain, it would not only greatly alleviate the supply pressure on the northern frontier, but also severely damage the morale of the Daqian army and harm Lin Zhen's prestige.

Just as he was hesitating, a report came from outside the tent that Khan Uwei had sent someone to deliver an order.

The messenger brought Uvi's message: "Right Wise King, the opportunity bestowed by the Eternal Heaven is right before us. When an eagle sees its prey, it will bare its claws! I'm giving you eight thousand elite cavalry; you must seize this shipment of provisions for me! Remember, be swift and ruthless! Don't give the Southerners any chance to react!"

Uvi's orders were firm and unquestionable.

Huyan Zhuo-Zhuo felt a chill run down his spine. He knew that Uvi was putting pressure on him, but also giving him an opportunity to make a contribution. If he hesitated any longer, he might incur the Khan's displeasure.

"Alright!" He finally made up his mind, a ruthless glint in his eyes. "Since the Khan has given the order, let's take a gamble! Issue my order to gather all the capable warriors in our unit, and transfer another three thousand cavalry from the Hunxie tribe, making a total of ten thousand iron cavalry! Tonight at midnight, after a hearty battle meal, we will travel light and head straight for the Southern people's camp! Before dawn, I will turn their beacon towers into a sea of ​​fire!"

"Yes!" the generals roared in response, their eyes burning with a desire for plunder and slaughter.

Hu Yanzhuo was quite cautious. He summoned the scout leader and carefully inquired about all the terrain around the grain transport team, especially the areas where ambushes might be set up.

"Your Highness, rest assured," the scout leader assured him, patting his chest. "The area around that beacon tower is flat, without even a tree to hide in. The only place where troops can be hidden is Eagle's Beak Cliff, twenty miles to the east, but the terrain there is treacherous and the roads are narrow, making it impossible for a large army to deploy. If the Southerners set up an ambush there, we can simply block the valley entrance and trap them inside. They won't be that foolish."

Hearing this, Hu Yanzhuozhuo's last doubts were dispelled. He believed that even if Lin Zhen were to set an ambush, he would never choose a deadly place like Eagle's Beak Cliff.

The night is dark and everything is silent.

In the camp of the Daqian "grain transport team," most of the campfires had gone out, leaving only a few embers flickering with a faint red light. The camp was silent, broken only by the occasional muttering in one's sleep and heavy snoring. Most of the soldiers on night watch were also dozing off against the wheels of the carts, appearing extremely relaxed.

However, inside the unassuming command tent in the center of the camp, Li Dazhuang was wide awake. He was polishing his beloved ring-pommel sword, its blade gleaming coldly in the dim oil lamplight.

Beside him, the five hundred elite cavalrymen mixed in with the ranks had quietly changed into light leather armor and were checking their bows, crossbows and sabers. Each of them had the calm and excitement of a hunter waiting for his prey to take the bait.

......

"Captain, do you think those northern barbarians have taken the bait?" a young soldier asked in a low voice.

"Just you wait," Li Dazhuang chuckled, his fleshy face twitching. "When has the Prince's plan ever failed? Tonight, we'll teach these ignorant wolf cubs a lesson!"

Meanwhile, thirty miles away in the darkness, ten thousand elite cavalrymen from the northern desert surged forward silently like a black tide. Their horses' hooves were wrapped in thick strips of cloth, and the soldiers held wooden sticks in their mouths; apart from the occasional faint clanging of armor, almost no sound could be heard.

Right Wise King Huyan Zhuo rode a jet-black warhorse at the head of the procession. He gazed at the few faint lights in the distance, his eyes gleaming with greed and cruelty.

In his view, those were not the flames of war, but piles of readily available gold and military merits.

He couldn't wait to hear the screams of the Southerners and see their desperate faces.

He was completely unaware that he was leading ten thousand warriors headlong into a meticulously planned trap called "death".

The roles of hunter and prey are about to undergo a cruel reversal in the darkness before dawn.

Chapter 1079 Ambush and Bloodbath

The last rays of moonlight disappeared behind the clouds, plunging the earth into the deepest darkness before dawn. Only the wind howled softly across the wilderness.

"kill!"

A piercing scream, like a thunderclap, suddenly shattered the deathly silence!

Right Wise King Huyan Zhuo drew his scimitar from his waist and swung it forward. The ten thousand iron cavalrymen behind him instantly unleashed their long-suppressed bestiality, letting out deafening howls.

They threw away the wooden sticks in their mouths and tore off the strips of cloth from their horses' hooves, and like a black flood bursting its banks, they launched a devastating charge towards the seemingly sleeping Daqian camp in the distance!

The earth trembled violently as if being torn apart by this immense force, like ten thousand horses galloping.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

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