Dream of the Red Chamber: After being exiled, I went on a killing spree in Liaodong.

The two turned around, each crawled into the tent set up by their personal guards, and fell asleep immediately.

Heaven was kind of on our side.

Tonight the sky is cloudless, the moon is bright, and the stars are few; it won't rain at all.

Otherwise, if 300,000 troops lay lying in the wilderness, they would surely become 300,000 drowned chickens.

Loud snoring filled the air as 300,000 people slept soundly.

Completely unaware, death was already creeping closer, its scythe hanging over their necks.

At this moment, Jia Yi was leading his elite vanguard, clad in three layers of heavy armor, as they surged into the forest like a black tide.

"Damn it, these Vietnamese bastards really know how to play dirty tricks!"

"One trap after another, I'm completely humiliated!"

Jia Yi cursed as he walked.

Those traps posed no fatal threat to his army, but were as annoying as flies.

They stumbled at every step, and their marching speed was severely hampered.

His temper flared up.

Anyone would be upset if they fell into the same trap three times.

Niu Dahao and the others followed behind, breaking out in a cold sweat as they watched.

It wasn't that I was afraid of falling into a trap, but rather that I was terrified something would happen to Jia Yi.

Watching helplessly as the commander repeatedly triggered the traps, my heart tightened with anxiety.

"Damn Yue people! If you're going to fight a war, fight it properly! Why resort to all these underhanded tactics?"

"Once we take over Yue, I'll hang their king on the city gate and whip him for three days and three nights!"

Niu Dahao gritted his teeth, his hatred already sown.

The King of Yue, fast asleep at this moment, could never have imagined—

His good days are over starting tonight.

Being hung up and whipped was just a daily occurrence.

"We've been walking for ages, why haven't we seen the Vietnamese army camp yet?"

"Could the intelligence be wrong? Are they not in the woods at all?"

Jia Yi grew increasingly suspicious as he walked.

Previously, the Embroidered Uniform Guard had secretly reported that the entire Vietnamese army was hiding in the dense forest, setting traps, and no one had gone out to set up camp.

But given the situation, there wasn't even a wisp of smoke to be seen, let alone a camp.

He simply couldn't believe it—

The Vietnamese army didn't set up camp at all; 300,000 men simply lay on the ground and slept soundly!

He was just wondering whether he should send someone to contact the Embroidered Uniform Guard to find out the truth.

Suddenly, with a "plop," I stepped on something.

"Who is it?!"

"You stepped on my hand!"

The Yue soldier who had been trampled suddenly woke up and sat up angrily.

I'm going to give this blind fool a piece of my mind tonight!

But when I looked up, I saw the person in front of me clearly—

His whole body stiffened, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

People from the Great Qian Dynasty?!

My throat just opened, and I wanted to shout—

"Snap!"

Jia Yi acted with lightning speed, snapping the neck with one hand.

The body fell straight down, its eyes wide open, filled with horror and resentment.

Why did the people of Daqian suddenly attack?

Didn't they say it would take them at least another day to arrive?

The Yue soldier who had just died felt, in his dying moments, that he had been completely betrayed by his own king.

However, his commotion did not alert the other Vietnamese soldiers.

Jia Yi felt a sense of relief.

...At least it didn't backfire.

That one moment almost scared him out of his wits.

He slowly raised his head, his gaze sweeping over his surroundings.

All that could be seen were Yue soldiers lying haphazardly on the ground, snoring loudly, fast asleep.

"Good heavens, so these people didn't even set up tents, they just slept in the open?"

Jia Yi couldn't help but whisper.

No wonder he hadn't seen a single tent along the way—these people really dared to do this!

The vanguard soldiers behind him also noticed the unusual situation. One by one, they quietly drew their long swords from their waists and looked at Jia Yi with all their eyes, waiting for instructions.

Jia Yi raised his hand and made a throat-slitting gesture.

The group understood and nodded silently.

The next second, it silently locked onto the unlucky guy next to it who hadn't even opened his eyes yet.

A flash of cold light, and the sharp blade was already pressed against the neck.

He covered his mouth with one hand and slowly exerted force with the other.

As Jia Yi nodded slightly—

"Whoosh!"

The blade flashed, and blood splattered.

The Vietnamese soldier suddenly awoke, his consciousness torn apart by excruciating pain. He tried to scream, but his mouth was sealed shut.

His eyes bulged out, his face was filled with horror, he struggled a few times, his body convulsed, and he gradually went limp and died.

Upon seeing this, Niu Dahao and the others behind immediately crouched down and tiptoed closer, even breathing softly, afraid of making the slightest sound.

Jia Yi waved to the back.

Niu Dahao immediately led his men to quicken their pace and swiftly regroup.

"Your Highness, these Yue people... are they really just lying on the ground sleeping?" Niu Dahao stared in disbelief at the enemy soldiers sleeping soundly all over the ground.

Not setting up night sentries is one thing, but not even setting up tents?

Just outrageous!

"Isn't this an opportunity delivered to our doorstep?" Jia Yi sneered. "Pass down the order: everyone keep an eye on one person, and show no mercy."

"After succeeding, proceed with the killings to create chaos!"

One hundred and eleven thousand men, one man with one sword, first severing the heads of the one hundred and eleven thousand who were asleep.

Nineteen thousand left? By the time they realized it, the grass on their graves was already three feet tall.

"Yes!" Niu Dahao responded and immediately relayed the order.

The army dispersed and moved stealthily, quietly locking onto their targets, waiting only for the order to be given.

Half an hour later, everyone was in place.

Jia Yi raised his hand, and a flash of light appeared—

"puff!"

"puff!!"

"puff!!!"

……

Blood splattered wildly, and a stench filled the air.

One hundred and ten thousand Vietnamese soldiers died in their sleep, their corpses strewn across the fields.

The strong smell of blood filled the air, finally waking some of the experienced veterans.

They sat up abruptly, sniffed the air, their expressions changed drastically, and they jumped up—

But what I saw was a hellish scene:

Countless Daqian soldiers appeared like ghosts in the center of the military camp, each strike drawing blood and each step a deadly kill!

"Kill!!" The soldiers of Daqian did not stop and turned to pounce on the still unconscious enemies around them.

"The Great Qian army has stormed in!!"

"Enemy attack!! Wake up!!"

Screams erupted one after another, and the camp was thrown into chaos in an instant.

The king of Yue, who was fast asleep, was startled by a roar. He jumped up from his bedding and stumbled out of the tent before he could even put on his clothes properly.

"Imperial Advisor! What happened?! What on earth has occurred?!"

"The...the king, I don't know either???"

The Grand Preceptor and the King of Yue had just gotten up, still half asleep, unaware that the sky had fallen and the earth had collapsed outside.

While the two were still dazed, a Yue soldier stumbled in, his face covered in blood and his armor shattered, looking like a ghost crawling out of hell.

Upon seeing his appearance, the king and the royal advisor felt a sudden chill in their hearts—something terrible had happened!

"Your Majesty! Royal Advisor! Something terrible has happened!"

The soldier's voice was hoarse, tears mixed with blood streaming down his face. "The Great Qian army has attacked! It was a sneak attack! My brothers were still sleeping when they were hacked to pieces in the camp!"

He spoke while weeping bitterly, his voice filled with heart-wrenching pain.

Just now, his three brothers were all killed by the soldiers of the Great Qian Dynasty, and in the blink of an eye, he was the only one left alive.

"What?!"

The King of Yue's pupils constricted sharply, and he blurted out, "How could the Daqian army appear now?! Where are our traps? Where are our warnings? Why wasn't there a single sound?"

His mind was full of questions, and he was completely bewildered.

Even though we laid out numerous ambushes, which could both kill the enemy and warn them, how did the enemy manage to sneak up right under our noses without us even noticing?