"Zhao Muyun really lost his composure!"
"Pass down the order: the ambush troops at the ancient trade route are to prepare. Once half of the Southern Army's main force enters the ambush zone, launch an immediate attack and ensure their complete annihilation!"
"The main camp's garrison must not relax its vigilance; be wary of the Southern army's feint attack!" He still retained a degree of caution.
The lieutenant laughed and said, "General, you are overthinking it. The Southern Army's home base has been raided, and they are already like frightened birds. How could they dare to touch our main camp? They just want to escape back to Xijing as soon as possible."
Arakhan thought about it and agreed that it made sense, so he lowered his guard and began to fantasize about capturing and killing Zhao Muyun, avenging his family, and making an unparalleled contribution.
The next day, night fell.
The Di camp north of Motianling was brightly lit, with most soldiers asleep, leaving only essential patrols.
The continuous tracking and vigilance over the past few days had left them exhausted.
Meanwhile, no signal has been received from the direction of the ancient trade route that the ambush has begun, leading them to believe that the main force of the Southern Army has not yet fully entered the trap, further lowering their guard.
Just after midnight, flames suddenly shot into the sky on the north side of Motianling, and the sounds of battle shook the earth!
It was Tang Yanhai's scout battalion that began its operation!
The Northern Barbarian camp was thrown into turmoil and chaos.
Arhan was awakened by his personal guards and climbed the watchtower of the camp. He saw fires flickering on the north side of the ridge, shadowy figures moving about, and shouts of battle ringing out incessantly.
"As expected, there's a feint!" Arahan sneered. "Trying to draw my attention and cover the main force's escape along the ancient trade route?"
"Pass down the order: all battalions must remain at their posts and not move rashly! Report back immediately if there is any news from the ancient trade route!"
He concluded that this was a feint by Zhao Muyun, and that the main force must be on the ancient trade route.
However, just as his attention was drawn to the north of the ridge, and the garrison troops of the main camp were also craning their necks to look north, death had already quietly descended from the east.
"boom!!"
A deafening roar suddenly came from the fence on the east side of the camp!
Sparks flew, and wood chips flew everywhere! Then came a second, and a third!
Under the cover of night, the grenadiers of the Shenji Battalion had stealthily approached to extremely close range and hurled the powerful thunderbolts at the camp's fences and watchtowers.
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack from the east!"
The piercing alarm finally sounded, but it was too late!
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