Chapter 294: The army gathers and the plan begins

As time slowly passed, the envoy sent by Hu Yanhuan also arrived at Chagan Uli's tent.

The envoy sent by Huyanhuan was none other than Huyan Zhong, the trusted general left to him by Huyan Leng.

In Hu Yanhuan's opinion, he had to leave such matters to Hu Yanzhong before he could feel at ease.

Hailanhak has been operating in the royal court for many years. Who knows how many spies he has planted? Only Huyan Zhong is loyal to him.

"General Hu Yanzhong pays respect to the Khan!"

Huyan Zhong stepped forward and bowed deeply to Chagan Wuli. After handing over Huyan Huan's letter, he said, "Great Khan, this is the general's plan written in it. Hailanhak has been temporarily stabilized and does not know about all this yet."

"Ok!"

Chagan Uli took the letter, opened it and read it carefully.

After a long journey, even the dignified Chagan Uli couldn't help showing a look of fatigue on his face. His brows were slightly wrinkled, and there was no expression on his face.

The tent was completely silent, with only the sound of Chagan Uli flipping through the pages of a letter. Huyan Zhong held his breath, waiting for the Khan's instructions.

He knew that this letter concerned the future of the entire Northern Barbarians and could not afford to make any mistakes.

In the letter, Hu Yanhuan wrote the plan in great detail, even the possible retreat routes of the rebels had been planned out in advance. It was extremely meticulous and flawless.

The letter described in detail a series of steps, including how to deploy troops, when to launch an attack, how to block the retreat, etc., in an effort to capture Lin Zhongyun in one fell swoop.

However, despite such a careful plan, Hu Yanhuan did not feel much relieved.

Before this plan was perfectly implemented, all of this would be nothing but empty talk. He knew very well that the battlefield was changing rapidly and any small negligence could lead to total failure.

He couldn't help but think of the previous action in Hanzhou. At that time, they were also full of confidence. The strategy planned by the military advisor himself was flawless, and everyone believed that it would succeed.

However, he was eventually discovered by the extremely cunning Lin Zhongyun, resulting in failure.

"We must not make the same mistake again this time." Hu Yanhuan secretly warned himself.

He knew that this would be his last chance. In the past, if he failed, he still had a chance to make a comeback, but this time, he was really defeated.

Lin Zhongyun would not give him a chance, and he would not allow himself to fail again this time.

Looking at Chagan Uli, who had a gloomy face and had not spoken for a long time, Huyan Zhong asked cautiously, "Great Khan, Great Khan..."

After a long time, Chagan Uli was brought back to reality by Huyan Zhong's call.

"General Huyan's plan is thorough and detailed, and he is indeed trustworthy."

He looked at the secret letter in front of him with a deep gaze, and then his eyes moved to the distance, as if he had passed through layers of obstacles and saw the Northern Barbarian King's Court not far away.

"However, Hailanhak has deep roots among the Northern Barbarians. If we want to completely eradicate him, I'm afraid we still need to plan for the long term."

"The Khan is absolutely right."

Hu Yanzhong quickly agreed, "However, as long as we can successfully wipe out the rebels, Hailanhak will lose the opportunity to make meritorious service and will lose the trust of the royal court. At that time, we can settle accounts with him and eliminate the trouble in one fell swoop."

"Hilanhak actually has such a wicked ambition. I really misjudged him!"

When Chagan Wuli said this, he became a little excited, his face became ferocious, and even his tone was mixed with deep regret, "If it weren't for this, this plan would be truly foolproof."

Chagan Wuli recalled the time when he promoted Hailanhak, and his heart was filled with regret and self-blame. He thought Hailanhak would become a pillar of the Northern Barbarians, but he did not expect that he was a hidden disaster.

"The fact that that old bastard Hailanhak has been able to endure for so many years is enough to show how scheming he is." Chagan Uli continued, with a hint of helplessness and anger in his tone.

He pondered for a moment and finally made up his mind: "Go back and tell Hu Yanhuan to be on guard against Hailanhak. This man is very scheming and must not be taken lightly."

"Yes, Khan."

Huyan Zhong nodded heavily. What Chagan Wuli said meant that the plan had been largely successful.

Chagan Wuli waved his hand, signaling Hu Yanzhong to leave. He sat alone in the tent, staring at the secret letter on the table, with a lot of thoughts in his mind.

No matter what, he must ensure the safety of the Northern Barbarians. He must save the Northern Barbarians who are already on the edge of the cliff. This is his responsibility and his mission.

As the night deepened, the wind howled outside the tent, as if foreshadowing the coming storm.

Chagan Uli knew in his heart that the game of power had just begun, and only by taking every step carefully could he be invincible in this struggle.

After leaving the tent, Huyan Zhong carefully observed the army.

Unlike the defeated and miserable army he had imagined, it seemed that the main force of the army was still intact.

Although the soldiers' clothes looked a little ragged, there was no sign of fatigue on their faces. Instead, they revealed a long-lost fighting spirit.

The morale of the army has not yet dropped, military discipline is strict, and everyone is still doing their own work.

Some were cleaning their weapons, some were sharpening their knives, and some were gathered together talking in low voices. Occasionally, there were a few hearty laughs, as if the shadow of battle had not shrouded their hearts.

This made Huyan Zhong feel a little relieved. If this was the case, then their chances of winning against the Shangyi Army would be greater.

This made Huyan Zhong feel a little relieved. If this was the case, then their chances of winning against the Shangyi Army would be greater.

"Now, General can finally rest assured!" Huyan Zhong nodded with relief.

……

After saying goodbye to Chagan Uli, Huyan Zhong left the camp without any delay and rode at full speed, wanting to inform Huyan Huan of the important news as soon as possible.

The cold wind was howling, and the grassland seemed exceptionally quiet under the sunlight, with only the sound of the wind whistling in my ears.

Hu Yanzhong led several of his trusted followers and galloped across the vast grassland. The sound of horse hooves broke the silence of the night, and everyone was filled with a sense of urgency.

Time is running out and they must convey Chagan Uli's instructions as soon as possible.

However, after they had traveled for a while, Hu Yanzhong suddenly felt something strange. There seemed to be something hidden in the silence of the grassland, as if a pair of eyes were watching them in secret.

He was startled and immediately slowed down, signaling everyone to be alert. His keen intuition told him that something important was happening, and he kept looking around, looking for a place that could serve as a cover.

"Something's going on!" Hu Yanzhong whispered. At this moment, he caught a glimpse of a strange movement in the bushes in the distance. Before he could react, several men in black jumped out of the bushes. Their figures and attire were undoubtedly scouts of the rebel army.

"Enemy attack!" he shouted suddenly, then drew his sword and pointed it at the bush. The others quickly dispersed and looked around cautiously.

"Protect the general!" Hu Yanzhong's confidants quickly formed a battle line to fight the enemy.

Hu Yanzhong led the charge, swinging his long sword like the wind, forcing back several enemies. The enemy was obviously a well-trained scout, with agile movements and tacit cooperation.

But fortunately, the soldiers he brought this time were all elite soldiers he had carefully selected. They were also experienced in battle and were not at all inferior to these people.

Amidst the flash of swords and sabers, he slashed at a scout with his sword, who dodged hastily and was almost hit.

At this moment, another scout took the opportunity to attack from the side. Huyan Zhong was quick-witted and swift-handed, and slashed with his backhand, forcing the scout back.

The battle became more and more intense. The scouts did not have many people to begin with, and with the presence of a powerful general like Huyan Zhong, they soon fell into a disadvantage.

Hu Yanzhong's swordsmanship was as powerful as a rainbow and unstoppable, and the scouts' resistance seemed extremely pale.

Seeing that the rebel scouts were defeated, they began to have thoughts of retreating.

"No, retreat quickly!"

One of the scouts, seeing that things were not going well, suddenly jumped onto his horse, wanting to gallop back with the news.

"No, we must not let him escape." Upon seeing this, Huyan Zhong's eyes suddenly turned cold and he became secretly anxious.

He knew that if the scout escaped back, the rebels would surely make preparations in advance, and the situation of the Northern Barbarians would become even more serious.

He swung his whip on the horse's buttocks and chased after the scout.

After hacking down the rebels in front of them, the rest of his trusted followers followed closely, vowing to bring the scout to justice.

On the grassland, the war horses galloped like the wind, and Huyan Zhong held on to the opponent tightly.

The scout looked back and saw this, and he couldn't help but feel extremely anxious. He urged his horse desperately to try to increase the distance. However, how could his horse outrun Hu Yanzhong's superior mount?
Hu Yanzhong's mount was a fine horse selected from thousands of miles away, and its speed was much faster than his.

As time went by, the distance between them was getting closer and closer. Huyan Zhong was secretly anxious and had to end this before the scout escaped.

Seeing the distance getting closer, Hu Yanzhong seized the opportunity, leaped up, and pointed his sword at the scout. The scout was terrified and tried to dodge, but it was too late, and Hu Yanzhong cut him off his horse with one blow.

"Leave him alive!" Hu Yanzhong shouted with a voice as loud as thunder. Upon hearing his words, his confidants surrounded him, but did not kill the scout immediately.

Hu Yanzhong knew that killing the scout would only cause them to lose an important source of information, especially in the upcoming battle.

The moment the scout was thrown off his horse, he rolled on the ground in a panic and finally stopped beside a protruding rock, his face full of fear and despair.

Huyan Zhong stepped forward, holding the hilt of the knife, staring at the rebel scout with an eagle-like gaze, as if he wanted to see through him.

"what do you want?"

The scout asked stutteringly, his voice trembling, and it was obvious that he was suffocating under the pressure of Hu Yanzhong's momentum.

"Tell me your plan. If it can give us Northern Barbarians a chance of survival, I can spare your life." Huyan Zhong said coldly, his tone mixed with majesty and unquestionable momentum.

The scout hesitated for a moment, a trace of struggle flashing in his eyes, but when he thought of their old feud with the Northern Barbarians, his eyes immediately became firm.

He raised his head, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he pouted at Hu Yanzhong and said resolutely: "You are wishful thinking if you want to get news about us from me."

Hu Yanzhong frowned, secretly angry. He knew that the scout's stubbornness was not only due to courage, but also to his faith in the righteous army. He calmed down and thought about how to get the scout to speak.

"What do you think is the point of dying?" Hu Yanzhong softened his tone and said in a slightly threatening tone, "If you can't tell us the news, you will lose your value to me."

Faced with Hu Yanzhong's threats and inducements, the scout became even more stubborn and said to Hu Yanhuan sarcastically, "Kill him if you want to. Why are you talking so much?"

Hu Yanzhong sighed inwardly. He knew that this scout had put his life at risk and that he would not be able to learn the rebel army's plan from him. In this case, he did not waste any more time.

"Since you are so stubborn, then let it be as you wish." Huyan Zhong said coldly, with a hint of determination in his tone.

He waved his hand to signal his trusted men to take action. The scout was taken aside, and the executioner raised his sword and the scout's life came to an abrupt end.

Without a scream, the scout died in an unknown place like the others.

"Hide their bodies well and don't let the rebels see anything!" He frowned and continued to instruct his confidants to deal with the bodies of the scouts.

The confidants nodded and accepted the order, quickly dragging the body to a hidden place and covering it with dirt and grass to ensure that no trace was left.

"But General, now all these people are dead, so we are afraid we will never know the conspiracy of your rebel army again." A confidant looked a little hesitant and stepped forward with a frown.

"There is no way."

Hu Yanzhong looked sullen, thought carefully, and murmured, "Now there is another way, but it's a bit risky."

He looked around, his eyes fell on the shallow horseshoe prints on the ground, and he already had a plan in mind.

Soon, everyone finished dealing with the bodies. Apart from the traces of being trampled, no one would notice that a fierce battle had taken place here.

Hu Yanzhong then brought his trusted followers to the place where the rebel scouts had been hiding. He pointed to the shallow horse hoof prints and said, "This is the method. As long as we follow the traces of these horse hoof prints, we will definitely find the rebel camp and further investigate the rebels' movements."

Upon hearing this, the confidants nodded and understood Hu Yanzhong's intention. Although there were risks in following the horseshoe prints, it was the only way to grasp the enemy's situation.

"General, you are wise. As long as we are careful and cautious, we will be able to find out the rebels' strengths and weaknesses." A confidant praised.

"That's right, but remember not to alert the enemy." Hu Yanzhong warned, "We will split into two teams. One team will follow the horseshoe prints, and the other team will support them from behind. If there is any sign of trouble, we will retreat immediately."

Everyone took the order and quickly split into two teams. Huyan Zhong personally led the tracking team, carefully moving forward along the horseshoe prints.

Along the way, he concentrated and held his breath, paying attention to every detail around him, for fear of missing any clues.

As time went by, the sky gradually darkened, and a thin layer of dusk covered the grassland. Hu Yanzhong was secretly anxious, knowing that the night would provide cover for their actions, but it would also increase the difficulty of tracking.

However, along the way, he looked at the direction of the horseshoe prints and felt more and more that something was wrong...

(End of this chapter)

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