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The outline of the Di Rong camp gradually appeared in the darkness ahead. The continuous tents resembled a tomb, with only a few larger cowhide tents having campfires burning in front of them. The shadows of the patrolling soldiers were elongated in the firelight, appearing somewhat languid.

After several days of unsuccessful sieges and a crushing defeat in the previous night's ambush, the Di Rong people's morale was clearly low, and their vigilance had relaxed considerably. Furthermore, they believed that Iron Wall City lacked water and food, and could only be held at a defensive position with no possibility of attacking; most of them were already asleep.

Lin Feng lay hidden behind a sloping earthen mound, observing carefully.

The camp was loosely laid out, with provisions piled up on the west side near the central command tent, while siege equipment was scattered near the east gate. In front of the central command tent, the black wolf flag hung listlessly in the night wind.

"Lei Bao, you take 150 men and sneak in from the west, specifically to burn the grain and supplies! After the fire starts, charge towards the central command tent and create chaos!" Lin Feng whispered.

"Understood!" Lei Bao licked his lips, his eyes flashing with bloodlust.

"Yan Qing, take one hundred men and infiltrate from the east side. Use fire pots to burn all the siege ladders, battering rams, and catapults! Once done, immediately move towards the central army and rendezvous with Lei Bao!"

"Yes." Yan Qing nodded.

"The remaining two hundred men, follow me straight to the center of the army, kill the generals and seize the flag! Remember, use fire first, focus on creating chaos, don't worry about the number of enemies killed. After two quarters of an hour, regardless of the outcome, use my signal arrow as a signal to immediately retreat to the southeast towards the river ditch! Use arrows to block the enemy along the way, and do not turn back to fight!"

"yes!"

"action!"

Three dark figures, like streams flowing separately, silently merged into the Di Rong camp.

Lei Bao led his men, stealthily cutting the ropes at a weak point in the western camp's defenses with sharp shears, and slipped inside. The western side was mostly occupied by auxiliary troops and stockpiles of provisions, with even fewer guards. The men quickly dispersed, wrapping oil-soaked strips of cloth around arrows, lighting them, and firing them towards the densely packed grain stacks, haystacks, and tents! Several even crept up to the grain carts and hurled their fire pots with all their might!

"Whoosh—!" The dry rations ignited instantly, flames leaping up in an instant! The fire pot shattered, toxic fire splattering everywhere, igniting everything flammable! The western camp was engulfed in flames in a flash!

"Fire! Fire!" Exclamations and screams immediately filled the air.

The sleeping Di Rong soldiers rushed out of their tents, disheveled, only to be met with flames soaring into the sky and thick smoke billowing out. They were momentarily stunned and stood there dumbfounded.

"Kill!" Lei Bao roared as he saw the fire start, leading his men like tigers bursting from their cages, crashing into the chaotic crowd. They hacked and slashed, and wherever they went, men and horses fell, as they charged straight toward the central army!

At the same time, fires also broke out in Dongying. Yan Qing led his men to sneak into the equipment storage area and accurately threw fire pots at ladders, battering rams, and several rudimentary catapults.

These wooden implements were flammable, and with the added fuel of sulfur and saltpeter, the fire spread rapidly. The Di Rong soldiers guarding the implements rushed to put out the fire, but were all felled by arrows shot from the darkness.

In front of the central command tent, Lin Feng, leading two hundred elite troops, had already stealthily moved within a hundred paces.

A fire broke out in the camp, and shouts of battle could be heard. The guards in the central army were also alarmed and looked in the direction of the fire, some of them in a panic.

"Release the arrows!" Lin Feng shouted in a low voice.

Two hundred rockets rained down like meteors, whistling as they hurtled towards the central command tent and the surrounding guard tents! Dozens more fire pots flew in arcs, crashing into the leather tent and near the flagpole!

"Boom!" "Sizzle!"

The central command tent was instantly riddled with rockets, and the leather tents quickly charred and burned. The black wolf flag was also hit by rockets, its surface bursting into flames before turning to ashes in the night wind.

The poisonous fire spread between the tents, and the scorching heat and acrid smoke caused the guarding Di Rong elite soldiers to cough incessantly, throwing their formation into chaos.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Protect the Khan!" the Di Rong officer roared hoarsely.

Under the desperate protection of his guards, Asuda stumbled out of the burning leather tent, his hair and beard singed. Shocked and enraged, he roared, "Where did these enemies come from? Are they from Ironwall City? How dare they come out?!"

Before the words were even finished, a dark figure appeared amidst the firelight and smoke, striking like the Grim Reaper!

The blade flashed like snow, and wherever it passed, the two guards who stood in front of Asuda were cleaved in two, sword and all! It was Lin Feng!

"Protect the Great Khan!" More guards roared and rushed forward.

Two hundred elite troops behind Lin Feng also arrived at the same time, engaging in a fierce battle with Asuda's personal guards.

Lin Feng moved with lightning speed, his blade flashing as he fought his way through the crowd, heading straight for Asuda! His goal tonight was the head of the Black Wolf Khan!

Asuda was both shocked and furious. He drew his gold-inlaid and jade-embroidered sword from his waist and roared as he charged forward.

"Clang!" Sparks flew as the two swords clashed. Asudali's broadsword was heavy, while Lin Feng's swordsmanship was exquisite and swift. The two were instantly locked in combat.

The guards around him wanted to go forward to help, but they were held back by the Yan army.

Lei Bao and Yan Qing also led their troops, breaking through from the west and east sides to join the central Yan army.

Four hundred and fifty men charged and ran rampant in the heart of the Di Rong camp, killing anyone they saw and setting fire to any tents they encountered, spreading chaos to its extreme.

The Di Rong camp was in complete chaos. Fires, smoke, shouts of battle, and screams filled the air. Countless soldiers were awakened from their dreams, unable to distinguish friend from foe, and trampled each other in the process.

"Great Khan! The enemy is prepared, the camp is in chaos, let's retreat!" Mr. Jia ran to Asuda's vicinity, covered in dust and dirt, and shouted in a shrill voice.

Asuda and Lin Feng exchanged blows more than a dozen times, his tiger's mouth split open, and fear began to creep into his heart. He saw fires breaking out all over the camp, and the sounds of battle were deafening. He didn't know how many Yan soldiers had arrived, and if the fighting continued, he feared for his life.

He feinted with his sword, forcing Lin Feng back two steps, and shouted to his guards, "Stop him!" He then retreated to the rear of the camp under the desperate protection of several trusted men.

"Trying to escape?" A fierce glint flashed in Lin Feng's eyes. Just as he was about to give chase, more than ten Black Wolf Guards suddenly appeared from the side, fearlessly entangled with him. Lin Feng swung his sword and killed three of them in succession, but was still slightly hindered.

Just as Asuda was about to retreat into the darkness, Lin Feng suddenly pulled something out of his pocket—a token!

He gathered all his inner strength and hurled the token with all his might! The token transformed into a streak of black light, as if it had eyes, piercing through the gaps in the chaotic crowd and striking Asuda precisely in the back of the heart!

"Pfft!" As if struck by a heavy blow, Asuda staggered forward and spat out a mouthful of blood. If his personal guards hadn't held him up, he would have almost fallen over.

He turned around in horror and saw Lin Feng standing there in the firelight, his sword sheathed, coldly looking at him as if he were looking at a dead man.

"Damn it! Let's go!" Mr. Jia was terrified and urged them desperately.

Asda was both shocked and furious, and a chill ran through him. Without further hesitation, supported by his guards, he disappeared into the darkness and fled out of the camp.