"Deputy General Qiu Zhujun pays his respects to the Prince, Princess!" Seeing Long Xuanmo and Yang Mengchen’s arrival, Deputy General Qiu Zhujun hurriedly approached to greet them.
Long Xuanmo nodded and turned his eyes toward Sanqing Mountain not far away, his cold and enchanting face calm and solemn, with a profound and deep gaze flickering with an indescribable dark light.
Qiu Zhujun’s expression was also grave.
Sanqing Mountain was treacherous, riddled with traps, and the bandits were fierce and brash. The Imperial Court had sent troops to encircle and suppress them several times without success. Although the Prince was known for his superior intelligence and bravery in battle, they had only five thousand men. Could they really capture Sanqing Mountain? freeweɓnovel-cøm
"May I ask when the Prince will begin the assault on the mountain?"
"No hurry," he said.
Qiu Zhujun was puzzled but didn’t ask further, quietly standing behind Long Xuanmo.
About a quarter of an hour later, six figures suddenly appeared like lightning and knelt before Yang Mengchen: "Your subordinates pay respects to the master!" The six men greeted only Yang Mengchen, treating Long Xuanmo as if he were thin air.
Long Xuanmo didn’t mind; seeing that the six men were dressed in camouflage (he had seen Madam Shao’s subordinates wearing the same type of clothing), carrying a camouflage pack, all of similar height, with handsome features and eyes like lacquer, sharp and restrained, it was obvious they were experts. With them protecting Ah Jiu, he was at ease.
Yang Mengchen raised her hand, signaling the six to stand.
"Master, this is a map of Sanqing Mountain detailing all the traps, sentry posts, and their numbers," the leading Elite Guard presented to Yang Mengchen.
Yang Mengchen took the map and passed it to Long Xuanmo, then smiled at the six men, "You have worked hard!"
"It is our duty!" the six answered in unison.
"Are you certain all the bandits are there? None went out today?"
"Reporting to the master, today is the bandit leader’s birthday; except for those on duty, the rest are gathered in the hall celebrating, including the women."
A birthday is as good as a death day, it seems this day is quite appropriate! The corners of Yang Mengchen’s lips curled faintly.
This map was clearer and more detailed than a battle plan, and especially the feeling these six men gave was entirely different—Long Xuanmo inwardly praised them, Madam Shao indeed knew how to train people.
Little did he know, the six were not subordinates of the Prince Mansion, but the Yang family’s Elite Guards.
Qiu Zhujun was suddenly enlightened and excited; no wonder the Prince seemed to have everything well in hand. It turned out that he had already sent people to scout the terrain. With this, success would naturally come much more easily. He was still reflecting on this when he suddenly heard Long Xuanmo say that Yang Mengchen would command this encirclement, which left him astounded. Princess Chen was indeed extraordinarily intelligent, but she was unfamiliar with military affairs, which was truly worrying. However, Qiu Zhujun smartly kept silent, merely looking at Long Xuanmo with an expression of concern.
Both Long Xuanmo and Yang Mengchen understood Qiu Zhujun’s concerns. Long Xuanmo just smiled without speaking, while Yang Mengchen’s expression remained calm. They still needed to rush back for Sixth Brother and his wife’s wedding and had no time to delay here.
"Lv Luo, Shan Cha, lead Xiao Guai, Xiao Bai, as well as four others and a thousand soldiers each, to ascend Sanqing Mountain from both the left and right sides upon seeing the signal. Take out the sentries along the way and quietly enter the bandits’ lair; Hong Ling, lead Xiao Jin and the remaining two, along with a thousand soldiers, to go around to the back of the mountain. Make sure to cut off the bandits’ retreat; the rest will follow the Prince and this Princess for the frontal attack."
"At your command!" The crowd answered in unison.
Seeing the Prince nod with a smile, Qiu Zhujun had no choice but to comply: "Princess, I humbly request to join Miss Hong Ling in carrying out the mission!"
After looking at Qiu Zhujun and then Hong Ling, a profound and enigmatic gleam crossed Yang Mengchen’s eyes. She nodded in agreement to Qiu Zhujun’s request, then with a wave of her hand, all set about to carry out their orders.
Upon arriving at the base of Sanqing Mountain, Yang Mengchen glanced at the sky, estimating that everyone should have already reached their designated positions. She beckoned to Hai Tang, who promptly took out a flare and fired it into the sky. The party carefully avoided the traps along the way, eliminated the sentry bandits, and silently penetrated deep into the heart of the mountains according to the map.
The mountains stretched on endlessly, indistinguishable from each other, and nestled in the deepest part was a small village, concealed. Without a guide or a map, outsiders would not only fail to find it, but also risk getting lost and dying in the dense forest, no wonder the official army’s encirclement attempts had always been costly.
As signals came successively from the other three sides, Long Xuanmo and Yang Mengchen immediately led their troops toward the village.
Most of the bandits were gathered in the hall celebrating their leader’s birthday, with only dozens of bandits standing guard or patrolling outside. When they saw the official soldiers suddenly attacking from all sides, they were all stunned. Before they could resist or sound the alarm, the soldiers swept through them like autumn leaves, quickly surrounding the entire hall.
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