The vanguard took the order and left. After a while, he came back to report the same words. It was dark and he didn't dare to get too close, so he couldn't see clearly. He could only roughly conclude that the person in charge was Su Muyun, a young general of the Yan Army.

It is said that once an opportunity is lost, it will never come back.

The King of Yue thought Su Muyun was, after all, a child still wet in the water, having achieved such a feat so unexpectedly in his infancy. Perhaps he was too excited to sleep, so he secretly brought a few people out to fish for ticks. How could he miss such a godsend opportunity?

"Bring me my wolf-tooth spear, I will personally cut off this boy's head to sacrifice to my son's soul." The voice of King Yue was like a bell, as if chopping off Su Muyun's head was just a piece of cake for him.

"Don't act rashly!" The old witch, in a panic, quickly left her seat and knelt down to advise, "Please think twice, Your Majesty. Don't act rashly, or you'll fall into the Southerners' treacherous schemes!"

After saying this, he pulled out a map from his sleeve, spread it out on the ground, found the depression thirty miles away, took a look, pointed at the map and said to the King of Yue: "Your Highness, please look, there are thousands of elite soldiers who can be ambushed here. If there really is an ambush here, Your Highness, wouldn't you..."

He swallowed the turtle in the jar and shouted again, "Don't move rashly!"

As the old witch finished speaking, the Right General in the King of Yue's tent slammed the table, stood up, and shouted, "Even if there are ambushes, they only number a few thousand men. I am willing to lead three times the number of troops at the banquet to kill this boy, and I will bring his head back to you!"

"Why use a butcher knife to kill a chicken?" Another general stood up, crossed his arm over his chest and shouted, "I would like to ask for your permission to capture the young boy."

Several generals came to ask for orders, and the old wizard was so angry that he almost vomited blood. Although wizards had a high status in the Moon Kingdom, most generals in the army did not like wizards. They valued strength more and would rather fight to the death with real swords and guns rather than rely on shameful witchcraft to win.

Two attendants brought the King of Yue's wolf-tooth spear. He grabbed it with one hand and slammed it on the ground, then swept a cold look over the generals in front of the tent. If he had won the battle, he would listen to advice, otherwise ten oxen would not be able to pull him back.

There were people from the Central Plains in all the cities of Yue State, big and small. Most of them were slaves who were sold at low prices to be used by the nobles of Yue State. After the Yan Army captured Jishui, Ding Youtian and Qin Yifan found several people and asked them in detail about the temperament and character of the Yue Army commander, King Yue.

It just so happened that there was a man who had been a slave in the Prince of Yue's mansion, and was later sold to Jishui several times because of committing crimes. Therefore, Ding Youtian and Qin Yifan formulated this strategy after repeated consideration. He expected that the Prince of Yue would not be able to restrain himself after suffering a defeat and losing his eldest son, and the Prince of Yue really gave him face. Under the encouragement of several generals, he ignored the wizard's dissuasion, assembled 8,000 elite soldiers, and rushed towards the depression with great momentum.

"Here they come! The King of Yue is leading several generals and soldiers towards this side with light equipment." A forward soldier came over with his back bent and reported to Ma Xiaomai, who was dressed as Su Muyun.

"Come on! Hurry, hurry, keep looking down, and follow me to the jungle later." Hearing that the King of Yue had been fooled, Ma Xiaomai was so excited. Before leaving, Ding Youtian had repeatedly warned him that he was no match for the King of Yue, and that he should just run away when he saw him. Leading the King of Yue into the woods would be the first achievement.

The King of Yue led his men to charge forward quickly, and fearing that the sound of horse hooves would disturb Su Muyun and allow him to escape, when they were still ten miles away from the depression, he ordered the generals on horseback to slow down and not make any noise.

Getting closer, even though he could only see a blurry silhouette in the moonlight, he was certain it was Su Muyun. He squeezed his legs against the horse's belly, and galloped forward, dragging his wolf-tooth spear, shouting, "Hey! Su Xiao'er, give me your life!"

Hearing the shout, Ma Xiaomai looked back and hurriedly picked up the spear thrown on the grass. As soon as he grabbed the spear in his hand, a strong wind hit his head. Without thinking too much, he turned around and raised the spear to catch the wolf-tooth spear that was falling down.

Sparks flew, causing Ma Xiaomai's knuckles to go numb and his spear nearly flew out of his hands.

This boy was indeed not weak. The King of Yue was slightly surprised. Ma Xiaomai's face was covered with mud spots. In the dim light, he could not see clearly whether it was Su Muyun, but he was able to catch the wolf-tooth spear that he smashed down in anger. He guessed that it was Su Muyun who did not run away, and then raised the wolf-tooth spear high and smashed it on his head.

It was impossible to take it head-on again. Seeing the others riding their horses towards him, Ma Xiaomai dodged by rolling over like a lazy donkey, then climbed up and jumped onto the horse's back, running towards the jungle for his life as if he was escaping.

As he ran, the others jumped on their horses and followed him.

"Where are you running to!" The King of Yue was unwilling to let the fat sheep that was right in his grasp escape, so he spurred his horse and chased after it. The several generals who followed him also chased after it without saying a word, shouting, "Catch him alive!"

The eight thousand soldiers followed with all their might, but they didn't know that while the mantis stalks the cicada, the oriole is behind it. The Yan army, who were ambushing in the depression, came over silently, cut off their retreat, and buried tripwires at the intersection.

Ma Xiaomai and the others ran into the woods and disappeared. King Yue led his men on horseback to catch up with them. Looking at the dark forest, he raised his right arm, signaling them to stay put.

The forest was completely silent. A general beside the King of Yue stepped forward and said, "Why isn't there even the sound of insects? There's something strange about this forest. Let me go in first and explore the way."

The King of Yue nodded.

The general dismounted, waved his hand, and led a dozen people who had just walked a few steps towards the woods. Suddenly, a ferocious cry of a wild cat came from the woods. After several calls, several people jumped out from their horses. Among them was a young general in a white robe, Su Muyun, disguised as Duan Yu. He rode his horse and fled towards the big narrow valley.

"General Su! He ran away in the wrong direction..." The other few people seemed to be trying to catch up with the young general in white robe, and they chased after him while shouting.

"Hahaha... ignorant boy, I'll see where you run and chase you!" King Yue was very relieved, because Su Muyun was running towards the big narrow valley and getting farther and farther away from Jishui, which was the opposite of the direction. He thought that after Su Muyun took his spear head-on, he knew he was no match for him, so he fled into the woods, but was frightened out by a wild cat. In his panic, he didn't know east, south, west or north and ran in the wrong direction.

"Zhe'er, watch how your father will avenge you!"

"drive!"

He whipped his horse and chased after him, with eight thousand soldiers following behind him and advancing towards the narrow valley.

In the woods, Ma Xiaomai was exhausted and collapsed in the mud, cursing in his heart that the old thief King Yue was really powerful. He took the spear head-on and only felt numbness in the palm of his hand. After running for a while, his arms felt like they were not his own, and were sore and swollen.

But thinking that the old thief had been tricked and chased into the narrow valley, the soreness in his arms was nothing. He turned his head to look at Dabao lying beside him and chuckled, "Brother Dabao, you imitated the cat's meows so well. I actually thought it was Guoguo who followed you."

"Shh, don't make any noise." Dabao put one ear to the grass, listening to the sound of horse hooves in the distance.

Duan Yu and his horse rushed into the narrow valley, and the others behind him also followed in. When the King of Yue was about to rush forward, two generals rushed over and said, "Your Highness, you can't do that!"

"Beware of deception, don't rush in." As the other general finished speaking, the real Su Muyun rode out of the narrow valley, pointing his silver spear at the King of Yue. "Old wretch, if you know what's best for you, get out of my way and I'll spare your life!"

The King of Yue leaned forward. All the soldiers behind him had lit torches. In the light of the fire, he could see clearly that the person sitting on the horse at the front of the narrow valley was Su Muyun.

He looked up to the sky and laughed loudly three times, "Give me your life!"

He clamped his legs on the horse's belly, held the wolf-tooth spear in his hand, and stabbed Su Muyun in the chest with a fierce look in his eyes.