With a million soldiers, the empress begged me not to rebel

The figure of Night Owl shuttled through the night like a ghost, relying on his familiarity with the terrain.

And with the stealth skills he had acquired over the years, he returned to Jianmen Pass quietly.

The guards on the city wall were unaware of his arrival and continued to gaze vigilantly into the distance.

Lu Yan was standing on the city wall at this time, staring at the flickering flames of the Beixiang Kingdom’s military camp in the distance, with a lot of thoughts in his mind.

"grown ups."

The Night Owl appeared silently behind Lu Yan like a ghost blending into the darkness.

The steady voice was particularly clear in the silent night.

Lu Yan was not surprised at all, as if he had already anticipated the arrival of Night Owl.

He slowly turned around, his eyes fell on Night Owl, and asked in a calm tone:

"How did things go?"

"Sir, we have Mu Qing's battle plan."

Ye Xiao took out a rolled-up piece of parchment from his arms and handed it to Lu Yan respectfully with both hands.

Lu Yan took the parchment and walked to a dim oil lamp inside the city wall.

In the dim light, he carefully examined the contents on the parchment.

The candlelight danced on his angular face, illuminating his eyes as deep as pools.

After a moment, he raised his head and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It's like a hunter discovering his prey has fallen into a trap.

"Pretend to retreat and secretly attack Chencang?"

"Oh, this Mu Qing really thinks he is Zhuge Liang."

He casually threw the parchment to Li Kui who was standing beside him.

"Xiao Kui, read it to everyone and let the brothers have some fun."

Li Kui took the parchment and walked into the light.

He cleared his throat and read aloud:

"Mu Qing planned to feign a retreat, but in reality he would secretly dispatch an elite force to bypass Jianmen Pass."

"Intent on burning our army's food and supplies..."

Li Kui's voice was loud and resonant in the silent conference room.

In the hall, several generals including Lu Fei, Zhang Xun, and Han Sheng sat around the table.

Their originally relaxed expressions became solemn after hearing Li Kui's announcement.

Zhang Xun frowned and said in a deep voice:

"Sir, the enemy's plan is extremely sinister. If they succeed, our army will collapse without a fight."

As he spoke, his fingers drummed unconsciously on the table.

It makes a "knock knock knock" sound, as if expressing inner anxiety.

Lu Fei stroked the sword at his waist, his eyes flashing with coldness, and said murderously:

"Sir, I am willing to lead the cavalry to pursue the enemy and completely destroy them!"

As he spoke, he leaned forward slightly, as if ready to rush out and fight at any time.

Lu Yan waved his hand, signaling everyone to be quiet.

He looked around at everyone and said in a calm tone:

"The enemy's move is exactly what I want."

There was a gleam in his eyes, as if everything was under his control.

"Since Mu Qing wants to play dirty, then we'll play along with him."

"Pass the order down, deliberately reveal a flaw to lure the enemy deeper."

As night falls, the sky is dotted with stars and a crescent moon emits a cool glow.

On a winding mountain road, five hundred elite cavalrymen of the Beixiang Kingdom were marching silently.

They were dressed in black and had their faces painted with oil paint, blending in with the surrounding environment.

Like a ghost, it shuttles through the night.

At the front of the team, a burly captain held a map.

With the faint starlight, I carefully identified the direction.

"Captain, how long will it take us to reach the enemy's granary?"

A soldier behind him asked in a low voice, a hint of fatigue in his voice.

The long forced march made even these elite soldiers feel a little tired.

The captain replied without turning his head:

"We're almost there. We'll be there after we climb over this mountain."

He paused, a hint of warning in his tone.

"Everyone, cheer up. When you get there, be careful."

"Don't make any noise and alert the enemy."

"Yes!"

The soldiers whispered in unison. Although their voices were not loud, they revealed an unquestionable firmness.

The soldiers held their breath and followed the captain closely.

The horse's hooves made a slight rustling sound on the fallen leaves, which was quickly blown away by the mountain breeze.

The captain stopped from time to time to carefully observe the surrounding terrain.

After confirming that the route was correct, he waved again to signal the team to move forward.

The mountain road is rugged, with steep cliffs on both sides. The mountain wind blows past, bringing bursts of coldness.

"Captain, look!"

A soldier pointed forward and spoke in a low voice, while extending his hand forward.

The captain looked in the direction the soldier pointed and saw a flash of fire not far ahead.

The fire was particularly eye-catching in the night, lighting up half the sky red.

"It seems we are approaching the enemy's granary."

The captain whispered, a glint of excitement in his eyes.

"Everyone, be careful and prepare for battle!"

He drew the sword from his waist, and the blade reflected a cold light under the starlight.

The soldiers drew their weapons, gripped their spears tightly, and looked solemn.

They slowed down their pace and groped forward more cautiously.

The mountain road became steeper and steeper, making it more difficult for the horses to move forward.

The captain dismounted, led his horse forward, and the soldiers followed suit.

"Shh!"

The captain suddenly stopped and gestured for silence.

He listened carefully and seemed to hear some movement.

There was silence all around, with only the rustling of leaves in the wind.

"what sound?"

A soldier asked in a low voice, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

The captain did not answer. He signaled the soldiers to hide in the bushes on the side of the road.

Then he cautiously moved forward alone.

He crouched down and moved slowly forward along the mountain road, scanning his surroundings vigilantly.

After walking about a hundred steps, he stopped.

An open space appeared ahead.

A large amount of food and supplies were piled up on the open ground, and there were several tents nearby.

The tent was brightly lit and figures were swaying.

The captain sneered, it seemed they had found the enemy's granary.

He quietly retreated to where the soldiers were hiding and whispered:

"The granary is just ahead, let's get ready to act!"

"Yes!"

The soldiers murmured in response, their eyes gleaming with excitement.

The captain checked his weapons and equipment again, then waved his hand.

He led the soldiers to the granary quietly.

In the open space, several soldiers were sitting around a campfire.

Chatting while warming ourselves by the fire.

The captain sneered, thinking to himself:

"A bunch of idiots, they don't even know they're about to die!"

He retreated silently to the team's hiding place.

Under the cover of night, like a leopard blending into the darkness.

He whispered:

"Target confirmed, enemy defenseless, prepare for action!"

The soldiers could no longer hold back and heard the captain's order.

They drew their weapons one after another, and their swords and knives reflected a cold light under the starlight, like the fangs of wild beasts.

There was a bloodthirsty gleam in their eyes, like a group of tigers about to be released from a cage.