A long, incessant horn call echoed continuously, and they could all feel the exciting and tense atmosphere.
However, as they waited and waited with bated breath, nothing happened...
As the bugle call grew fainter and fainter, they realized they had been tricked and deceived, and began to curse.
Isn't this just playing mind games?
"What does Ye Jun mean by this?" Hou Feiqing touched a tuft of white hair on his head.
The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he felt. He jumped onto the horse, bent his back, and leaped up like a white ape, soaring over the forest of helmets and skimming across the water to reach a hundred meters away.
There was a stone forest here, rugged and undulating. He picked a strangely protruding, sharp rock peak, looked up and gazed around, and could just see the "ghostly" figures of the Ye army fleeing in the southeast.
Pu Jiadi spurred his horse forward, and the soldiers, hearing the thunderous hoofbeats, immediately retreated to make way for him, allowing him to reach the Stone Forest unimpeded. He looked at Hou Feiqing, who had leaped onto the top of a rock, and asked, "How was it?"
"It must be scouts from the Ye army. The bugle calls came from all directions just now, and now only the southeast remains, so they're retreating one step at a time..."
He leaped down, and his steed, as if by telepathy, swung its hooves and caught him squarely on its back.
Pu Jiadi gripped the reins tightly and pondered for a moment: "Hmph, so the horn wasn't a challenge to battle, but rather a notification to their main army in the distance."
Their movements along the way must have been known to the Ye army for a long time, with the enemy closely monitoring them and having spies everywhere.
"Actually, from the moment they laid in ambush with those insignificant archers, I felt that the Ye army was just playing around," Hou Feiqing said coldly.
"Play?"
He asked Pu Jiadi, "Have you heard the story of teasing the monkey?"
Pu Jiadi stared at him without saying a word, clearly not having heard of him.
"In an ancient kingdom, someone wanted to test how clever a monkey was, so they placed a bamboo basket over its head and tightly wrapped a rope around it. At first, the monkey tried every day to pull it off, but couldn't. After it got used to wearing it, it secretly loosened the rope. One day, the monkey was released. Some people banged gongs, some threw stones at it, and some deliberately imitated monkey calls. The monkey was amused and kept spinning around in circles among the crowd. It couldn't see anything, but it didn't try to pull the bamboo basket off its head anymore, because it had already accepted that it definitely couldn't..."
After listening to Hou Feiqing's "story", Pu Jiadi remained silent for a moment, then said sternly, "I understand what you mean. I, Pu Jiadi, am not a monkey. I have been fighting for many years, and no one has ever dared to play me for fools."
People are always limited by their preconceived notions. Hou Feiqing is reminding Pu Jiadi that they cannot be like monkeys with a "bamboo basket" over their heads, unable to see what is in front of them, unable to recognize the ever-changing situation, and believe that if something has been like this for many years, it will never change.
As soon as he finished speaking, Pu Jiadi waved his hand, and a command flag as bright as flames was raised behind him. His Pu family army's banner was edged in red, with a leaping dragon in the center. He then drew his sword and pointed it forward.
"All soldiers, listen to my command! Set off with all your might and reach the Cliff of Broken Heads!"
This was a strict order given to them: keep charging forward without delay, and absolutely no stopping due to any "accidents".
The command flags in the army began to play their main role, issuing orders and ensuring that all soldiers could see the military commands.
They immediately gathered their round shields, bent their elbows, and placed their weapons at their waists, adopting a charging stance. Their steady pace turned into a slow jog, which would accelerate the advance of the troops and disrupt some of the enemy's strategic deployments.
Sure enough, when the Northern Abyss Army arrived like tigers descending the mountain, the waves of spying from the shadows ceased their "disturbance" and quietly departed.
——
On the dusty horizon, infantrymen ran through the rumbling dust, while cavalrymen in black iron armor sped past like a whirlwind until they finally arrived at the flat canyon in front of the cliff. The flat canyon looked like a battlefield cleaved by swords and axes, vast and without any obstacles.
The mighty army surged forward and occupied most of the territory, while the Ye army, located at the "throat" position, had been waiting for a long time and remained unmoved even in the face of this earth-shattering roar.
The Ye army was deployed in square formations, with about several thousand men per formation. From a high vantage point, they appeared as neat rows of tofu blocks, forming a terraced landscape of "iron-clad black tides" rising from low to high.
Compared to the number of Beiyuan troops, the number of Ye troops was obviously insufficient. It was like a game of chess between red and black pieces, where once the red pieces crossed the river, they could completely overwhelm the black pieces.
"Yuwen Sheng, are you still alive? If you are, come out and fight me! Stop playing tricks and all you do is resort to underhanded tactics—"
Pujia Dila shouted at the top of his lungs towards the Beiyuan army.
His voice was carried far by the wind, yet it seemed to echo loudly.
With this sound, the army surged forward like a surging tide, advancing east and west in unison, like a great roc spreading its wings.
The aura it created was far more oppressive than a sudden downpour of wind and rain, a thunderous roar, or a cataclysmic earthquake.
On the other side of the Ye army, a gap slowly opened up in their neat formation, and a figure riding a black horse emerged from it. He was dressed in the armor of the Ye army commander, with a scarlet cloak, a divine mask, and his armor gleaming with a cruel and merciless cold light.
Few people know what the "Living Yama" of Ye Kingdom looks like, because he always wears a mask of gods and demons when he goes to war. No one knows what his face looks like under the mask. Most people guess that he has a blue face and fangs, looks like a demon, or is either ugly or ferocious.
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