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They slipped in silently, crept to a corner, and observed without moving.

At this moment, the commander seemed to be assigning tasks to his subordinates, completely focused on the map and tactical arrangements in front of him, and did not notice anything unusual.

Meanwhile, inside the grain depot, the first group of soldiers had already connected all the fuses, and all that was needed was to ignite them to completely destroy the enemy's supply line.

However, just as they were preparing to act, a patrol passed by, forcing them to hold their breath and hide in the shadows, waiting for their chance.

Finally, the patrol disappeared from sight, and the soldiers quickly took action, spreading fuel around and setting it on fire.

Su Muya from the third group kept a close eye on the commander's every move. Her eyes were sharp and cold, as precise as a falcon hunting its prey.

When the internal discussion had eased up a bit, she decisively signaled one of the soldiers to step forward and steal the strategic blueprints.

The soldier approached silently like a ghost, rapidly flipping through important documents and memorizing the necessary information. Unexpectedly, just as he was about to retreat, he stepped on a slightly creaking wooden stick.

The commander instantly became alert. He turned around abruptly and shouted angrily, "Who goes there!"

Seeing this, Su Muya made an immediate decision. She leaped at the commander and, with lightning speed, subdued his throat with a dagger. At the same time, the other soldiers quickly gathered all the intelligence they could carry away, leaving no trace.

A flicker of fear and anger crossed the commander's face, but under Su Muya's icy gaze, he was unable to move and could only grit his teeth and ask, "Who are you people?!"

Su Muya sneered: "You don't need to know these questions. Now, you just need to cooperate obediently, otherwise—"

With a slight pressure, she cut the commander's skin with the dagger in her hand, and a trace of blood seeped out, making it impossible for the commander to remain calm.

Meanwhile, the other soldiers quickly flipped through the documents, taking all the important intelligence they could carry with them.

The atmosphere inside the tent was extremely tense. Everyone's movements were incredibly skillful and fluid. They knew the value of time, and that any hesitation would lead to their deaths.

Suddenly, hurried footsteps and commotion came from outside the tent. Clearly, a patrol had noticed something amiss and was approaching. Su Muya knew something was wrong. She made a decisive decision: "Mission accomplished, evacuate immediately!"

The elite soldiers immediately stuffed the intelligence they had gathered into their pockets and carefully left the tent.

Su Muya then delivered a swift and powerful blow from behind to the commander, knocking him unconscious to prevent him from sounding the alarm.

Then, she leaped out of the tent with the grace of a swallow, reunited with her teammates, and quickly disappeared into the night.

In the direction of the grain and fodder warehouse, the flames that had been ignited were already raging, instantly engulfing the mountain of supplies.

Thick smoke billowed straight into the sky, illuminating half of the sky like a blazing sun in the night.

The sudden fire completely disrupted the enemy's rhythm. A large number of soldiers rushed to the scene to try to put out the fire, but their efforts were in vain due to insufficient preparation.

They moved swiftly through the dense forest, the occasional barking of dogs in the distance keeping everyone on high alert. Su Muya led the team through a thicket of bushes, trying to avoid enemy patrol routes.

As dawn broke, darkness still dominated most of the field of vision. A cold wind, carrying an atmosphere of tension and danger, constantly assaulted the soldiers' nerves. Several times during their advance, they nearly stepped on dry branches, which snapped with a crisp cracking sound, but fortunately, they were able to adjust their pace in time each time, thus avoiding giving away their tracks.

As they got closer to the Prince of Zhenbei's mansion, their anxiety eased slightly.

At this moment, the sky was already tinged with a faint orange-red by the dawn, and that warm light seemed to give these brave warriors some encouragement.

Li Wenyuan and Old Man Su had been waiting for a long time in front of the gate of the Prince of Zhenbei's Mansion.

When they saw Su Muya return safely with the raiding party, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Wenyuan strode forward: "How did the mission go?"

Su Muya took out a thick stack of documents from her bosom and handed them to Li Wenyuan. Her fingers were stiff from the long period of tension, but her gaze remained as firm as ever.

Su Muya said in a deep voice, "All the intelligence is here. Please present it to the Prince of Zhenbei immediately. This is important information about the enemy's deployment, which is crucial to us."

Li Wenyuan took the document, quickly flipped through it, and his eyes flashed with surprise and appreciation.

He knew that this intelligence was undoubtedly the enemy's fatal weakness, and if used properly, it would surely be able to reverse the current unfavorable situation.

Li Wenyuan clenched his fist excitedly: "Well done, Miss Su! You've worked hard. Now, let's go see the Prince of Zhenbei immediately and report the situation to him."

Su Muya nodded and quickly followed Li Wenyuan and Old Man Su into the mansion.

They walked through the corridor to the door of a heavily guarded conference room. The guards recognized them and quickly opened the door, allowing them to file in.

The Prince of Zhenbei stood before the enormous map, his brow furrowed.

He heard footsteps, turned around to look at the person approaching, a mixture of anticipation and anxiety flashing in his eyes. When he saw the documents in Su Muya's hand, a hint of relief finally appeared on his face.

The Prince of Zhenbei took the document and glanced at it for a moment: "Very good, excellent. This intelligence has come at just the right time. I will immediately summon the generals to discuss countermeasures."

Before he finished speaking, the Prince of Zhenbei quickly summoned his senior generals. They entered the conference room with hurried yet respectful expressions.

The room instantly became bustling with activity as everyone carefully examined the crucial intelligence they had just acquired. The atmosphere was tense and focused.

The commanders discussed the map, redeployed their defenses based on the newly acquired information, and devised a counterattack plan.

Key milestones were identified, and more tasks were assigned to the teams. Every step was interconnected, and any oversight could have fatal consequences.

As night gradually faded and the sky began to lighten, the entire Zhenbei Prince's Mansion was on high alert. Bugles sounded throughout the military camp, and the troops stood in neat rows, the soldiers alert and ready to receive their final battle orders.

The Prince of Zhenbei turned to face his generals: "Gentlemen, this intelligence concerns our very survival. We must give it our all. Li Wenyuan, you are responsible for leading the main force to the East Gate immediately to reinforce the defenses and stop the enemy from launching further attacks."

Li Wenyuan saluted firmly: "Yes, sir! I will certainly live up to your expectations!"

Old Man Su calmly suggested, "Your Highness, we still need to strengthen patrols at the West Gate to prevent the enemy from being distracted and launching a surprise attack from other directions."