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He sat on a tree branch, stretched his neck, jumped down from the tree, touched the ground with his toes, and floated lightly to the ground.

With a light touch of his foot, he leaped into the air and landed on a taller tree nearby, looking towards the county town.

Then he looked in the direction of the city.

It was already 11 or 12 o'clock at night, and after a day of high alert, many soldiers on the other side were already looking tired.

The city wall was eerily quiet. The torches had burned for most of the night; some had gone out, and the remaining flames had dimmed.

Most of the soldiers guarding the city were dozing off against the battlements; some were sitting, some were lying down, and some were simply lying on the ground.

A few people were still awake, but their eyelids were drooping and they were yawning constantly.

At this point, vigilance decreased significantly.

Han Yufeng led her men to the base of the city wall.

Dozens of people were crouching against the wall, motionless. Han Yufeng looked up at the city wall and listened intently for a while.

The sound of snoring came from the top of the city wall, and a soldier was talking in his sleep, muttering a few words that were hard to understand.

Han Yufeng gestured behind her.

Several guards took off the grappling hooks from their backs, shook them a few times, and then threw them onto the city wall.

The grappling hook flew up silently and precisely hooked onto the crevice. The rope tightened, the guard tugged at it to make sure it was secure, and then began to climb.

Wu Feng watched from the tree and saw several dark figures stealthily using grappling hooks combined with light-footed skills to ascend the city walls.

The guards moved swiftly, using both hands and feet, and climbed to the top of the city wall in just a few breaths.

It flipped over the crenellations and landed on the city wall walkway without making a sound.

The first one to go up squatted behind the crevice, made a gesture downwards, then drew his short knife and crouched down to feel around to the side.

The second, the third, the fourth, one after another, they flipped up.

Wu Feng's lips curled up.

These personal guards trained by Han Yufeng are quite good.

Their movements were clean and crisp, and their teamwork was excellent; it was clear they had practiced.

Climbing over the wall, landing, concealing, approaching—every step was done quickly and steadily, without any unnecessary movements.

It's quite unique.

After sneaking onto the city wall, the group immediately began killing the soldiers guarding the city.

The first guard crept up to a dozing soldier, covered his mouth with one hand, and slashed his neck with a short knife in the other.

Blood spurted out, but was blocked by his hand, so it didn't make a sound. A flash of white light, and the person was gone.

At the same time, the second guard attacked, stabbing another soldier next to him in the back.

The man's body stiffened for a moment, a flash of white light appeared, and he didn't even utter a sound.

The third, the fourth, and the fifth.

Dozens of guards spread out on the city wall, each taking on one enemy at a time, and attacked simultaneously.

The blade flashed a few times in the night, and then bursts of white light appeared one after another as the soldiers guarding the city disappeared one by one.

By the time the city's garrison commander, who was resting nearby, realized something was wrong, it was too late.

The garrison commander, who had been dozing in the watchtower in the middle of the city wall, suddenly opened his eyes upon hearing the commotion outside, grabbed the long sword beside him, and went outside.

When I pushed open the door, the city wall was in complete chaos.

He lost a large portion of his men, and the rest were being chased and hacked down by the men in black. Some ran a few steps before being caught and killed with a single blow. Others raised their knives to fight back, but were attacked by two men in black and fell in a few moves.

Meanwhile, someone had already opened the city gate.

Two guards worked together to pull off the bolt, pushing the heavy wooden door open a crack, and then pushing it wider and wider.

The sound of the door hinges turning carried far into the night.

The garrison commander's expression changed drastically, and he rushed toward the city gate with his sword in hand.

The general defending the city also encountered Han Yufeng's personal guards.

Han Yufeng stood inside the city gate, holding a willow-leaf knife in her hand, the tip of which was still dripping blood.

Behind her stood seven or eight bodyguards, all splattered with blood, but none of them were injured.

When the guard rushed over, Han Yufeng also saw him.

The two people looked at each other.

The commander gritted his teeth and raised his sword to strike. The long sword came down with a whooshing sound, fast and ruthless.

Han Yufeng dodged to the side, and with a swift upward slash of her willow-leaf blade, the edge aimed straight for the guard's throat.

The defending general quickly changed his move, holding his longsword horizontally in front of him to parry. The swords clashed, and a few sparks flew.

The two fought several times before meeting up again.

The garrison commander was quite strong, a peak third-rate martial artist, wielding a long saber with impressive skill.

But he had been anxious all day and hadn't rested much at night, so his physical strength was already failing him.

Han Yufeng, on the other hand, had rested for an afternoon and was full of energy and vitality.

With the tides turning and the enemy gaining strength, the defending general found it increasingly difficult to fight, his swordsmanship became more and more chaotic, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

Han Yufeng easily killed the defending general by relying on her strength.

The willow-leaf dagger slipped through the gap in the general's swordsmanship and pierced his chest.

The blade protruded from his back. The guard stared, his mouth opened, but no sound came out. A flash of white light, and he was gone.

A ball of light was left on the ground. Han Yufeng bent down, picked it up, and put it away.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Yu'e and Sun Yujiao led their soldiers to arrive.

The city gates swung open, and five thousand soldiers poured in from outside the city, their footsteps shaking the ground.

Those in the front row held shields, those in the back row held spears, and behind them were archers, a dark mass rushing into the city.

They charged directly into the city to begin the final battle.

The remaining garrison in the city was already small, and a group of them were killed on the city wall by Han Yufeng's personal guards. The rest were sleeping in their barracks. When they heard the commotion, they ran out, but before they could even put their clothes on properly, they were cut down by the soldiers who rushed in.

Some people resisted in the alley, but were surrounded by a group of soldiers who shot them to death.

Someone was hiding inside a house and wouldn't come out. The door was kicked open, they were dragged out, and stabbed.

Some people threw down their weapons, knelt on the ground to surrender, and were taken aside to squat.

The battle was over in less than half an hour.

Wu Feng stood on a tree branch, arms crossed, watching the flames and shouts of battle in the county town gradually subside.

Seeing this, Wu Feng nodded while standing on the tree branch.

That was a good play.

Being the head of the household is no easy feat; she acts swiftly, practically, and ruthlessly.

From setting up camp and resting to launching a night raid, from sneaking into the city through the walls to killing the defending general, every step was planned clearly and executed cleanly and efficiently.

Five thousand soldiers captured the county town in less than half an hour, and the casualties were estimated to be minimal.

Having finished reading and finding no problems, Wu Feng turned and ran off in another direction.

Let's take a look at the city that Mu Lingyun attacked.

With a light step, he leaped off the tree, using the Lingbo Weibu technique at full power, transforming into a fleeting shadow in the night.

The wind whistled past my ears, and the trees on both sides rushed past me.

After running for less than half an hour, we arrived at our destination.

Upon arriving at their destination, they discovered that the city had already been captured.

The torches planted on the city wall have been replaced with his side's flags, which flutter in the night wind.

The city gates were open, and soldiers could be seen moving around inside. Some were carrying supplies, some were cleaning up the battlefield, and some were standing guard on the city walls.

The soldiers guarding the city were all replaced by his men.