The captain made a gesture, and the soldiers understood immediately.
They split into several teams and crept towards the granary like ghosts.
They crawled forward, trying to keep their bodies as low as possible.
The fallen leaves and pebbles beneath them made a slight rustling sound, but this sound was quickly swallowed up by the night wind.
The air was filled with the scent of dry earth, mixed with the faint smell of smoke drifting from a distant campfire.
However, just as they were about to approach the haystacks...
Victory was just one step away when a sudden change occurred!
"kill!"
Deafening shouts of battle came from all directions.
Like a thunderclap, it instantly shattered the tranquility of the night.
Countless torches suddenly lit up, illuminating the once pitch-black night sky as if it were daytime.
It also illuminated the terrified faces of the soldiers of Beixiang Kingdom.
"Oh no! We've fallen for their trap!"
The captain's expression changed drastically; he never expected that he had fallen into an ambush!
He felt a chill run down his spine, from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
It turned out that the soldiers of Shannan Prefecture were pretending to drink and chat.
The noise and drinking games around the campfire were all meant to lull the enemy into a false sense of security, waiting to trap them like turtles in a jar.
At this moment, the soldiers of Shannan Prefecture surged out of the darkness like a tide.
They were clad in rattan armor and wielded sharp blades, like demons crawling out of hell.
The firelight illuminated their ferocious faces, exuding a murderous aura.
They surrounded the elite squad of Beixiang Kingdom.
The soldiers inside the tent also rushed out, forming an encirclement with the soldiers outside.
They surrounded the five hundred elite troops of Beixiang Kingdom, leaving no way out.
Lu Yan stood on high ground, looking at the surrounded Bei Xiang soldiers, a cold smile appearing on his lips.
"Mu Qing, Mu Qing, do you think you're the only one who knows how to play dirty tricks?"
"I'm the ancestor of all underhanded tricks!"
"Kill them all! Leave no one alive!"
Lu Yan waved his hand, and the soldiers of Shannan Prefecture descended like tigers from the mountain.
They rushed frantically towards the soldiers of Beixiang Kingdom.
The bloody battle began with Li Kui's earth-shattering roar.
"Brothers, chop these bastards to pieces!"
He wielded his broadsword like a raging storm, and wherever the blade passed, flesh and blood flew everywhere.
The soldiers of Beixiang fell in droves, like wheat being harvested.
Before they could even scream, they became victims of the blade.
Behind Li Kui, the Shannan Prefecture Big Sword Team, those barbarians, were like wolves and tigers, howling as they charged into the enemy ranks.
They forcefully tore a bloody gash through the ranks of the Northern Xiang soldiers.
Swords clashed, sparks flew, and screams and roars filled the air.
The sounds of clashing weapons blended together and echoed through the valley.
Although the soldiers of Beixiang Kingdom were well-trained.
But faced with this sudden and fierce attack, they were caught off guard.
They resisted desperately, but it was like being stuck in a quagmire, unable to extricate themselves.
The squad leader of Beixiang Kingdom was like a mad tiger at this moment.
He brandished his long sword, slashing left and right, carving a bloody path through the chaotic army.
His body was already covered in wounds, and his clothes were stained with blood.
But he fought on relentlessly, his eyes burning with unyielding fury.
"Brothers, let's fight them!"
"Even if I die, I'll take a few people down with me!"
He roared and charged at the enemy again.
The long sword in his hand moved as fast as lightning, sending up sprays of blood.
However, even the strongest man cannot fight against a large number of opponents.
Although the squad leader was brave, he was ultimately outnumbered by the overwhelming tide of soldiers from Shannan Prefecture.
Several more deep, bone-revealing wounds appeared on his body, and blood dripped down the blade.
The soil beneath their feet was stained red, and so was the squad leader's face.
A soldier from the Northern Xiang Kingdom was slashed in the thigh by Li Kui.
It let out a piercing scream, collapsed to the ground, and rolled around in agony, its wailing sending chills down one's spine.
Another soldier's arm was sliced off by Li Kui's broadsword, and blood gushed out, staining the surrounding soldiers red.
He clutched his severed arm, letting out heart-wrenching howls.
It struggled painfully on the ground, like a demon crawling out of hell.
In the distance, Lu Fei directed the musketeer regiment to advance steadily, continuously tightening the encirclement.
He calmly observed the battlefield situation and issued orders from time to time:
"First rank, fire! Second rank, prepare!"
The sound of gunfire was deafening, and the air was thick with smoke.
Bullets, like the scythe of death, reaped the lives of the soldiers of Beixiang Kingdom.
Dressed in all black, Night Owl weaved through the enemy ranks.
Like a ghost, they specialize in killing enemy generals.
He was agile and quick.
The longsword in his hand was like the forked tongue of a venomous snake; every strike was precise and deadly.
Before the enemy commander could react, he was killed by Night Owl with a single blow.
His eyes were filled with terror and disbelief as his body slowly collapsed, kicking up a cloud of dust.
The squad leader screamed, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and collapsed heavily into a pool of blood.
The long sword in his hand fell limply to the ground with a crisp sound, as if bidding him farewell.
His eyes were wide open, and he died with his eyes still open.
Mu Qing's 500 elite squads suffered repeated defeats under the siege of the Shannan Prefecture soldiers.
They originally thought they could successfully launch a sneak attack, but they didn't expect to fall into Lu Yan's trap.
Now they are trapped here, surrounded by enemies, with no hope of breaking out.
The battle lasted less than an hour before the shouts, screams, and clashes of weapons gradually subsided.
Five hundred elite cavalrymen from the Northern Xiang Kingdom were completely wiped out, with none surviving.
The air was thick with the stench of blood, making one want to vomit.
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