The imperial court is ceding territory from our northern border? Then we'll rebel!

Time is passing by, second by second.

The grasslands are eerily quiet in the dead of night.

Apart from the sound of the wind, there was no other sound.

A black cavalry unit, like ghosts emerging from hell, was silently galloping across the wasteland under the cover of night.

This team has only three thousand people.

But every knight exuded a palpable killing intent.

They were Ashina Sun's most elite royal guards, the sharpest blade on the entire grassland.

Their horses' hooves were all wrapped in thick cotton cloth, and when they stepped on the snow and frozen ground, they made only a very slight "plop" sound, which was almost negligible in the howling cold wind.

At the very front of the group was a figure wearing a black wolf-skin cloak.

He is the king of the grasslands, Ashina Tsun.

At this moment, the rage and despair he had shown in the golden tent were gone from his face. In their place was a calm that bordered on madness.

Like a seasoned wolf, he led his pack cautiously toward his chosen prey.

"Great Khan, the Han army's camp is ten li ahead." A equally skilled scout returned like a ghost from the front and reported in a low voice, "Their scouting range is about five li. We can perfectly avoid them by going around to the west."

"What's the situation at the camp?" Ashina Falcon asked in a hoarse voice.

"Just as we expected." The scout's face showed a hint of excitement. "The south gate and the eastern hillside are heavily guarded, with torches burning brightly and patrols coming one after another. But the west... is almost undefended. There are only some supply wagons that look like they belong to a logistics unit, parked haphazardly there."

"Good!" A bloodthirsty glint flashed in Ashina Falcon's eyes.

Exactly the same as what he thought!

Xiao Jingchen, that arrogant Han Chinese! He really did focus all his attention on the positive side!

Did he think he would be a fool to try and charge into his most heavily guarded area?

He was wrong!

You yourself are the true hunter!

"Pass on my orders!" Ashina-"Na Jun lowered his voice, but the killing intent in it chilled the surrounding air.

"All hands on deck! Bypass their scouts! From the west, plunge them into their heart like a red-hot knife!"

"Remember! We have only one goal! That is Xiao Jingchen's dog head inside the central command tent!"

"Don't linger! Ignore any obstacles! Charge in and kill him! Then we'll win!"

"Waaah—"

The three thousand Kheshig guards behind him responded with a suppressed howl, like wolves.

They are the proudest warriors on the grasslands and the most loyal heroes to Ashina Sun.

The crushing defeat at "A Line of Sky" made them feel ashamed.

Now is the time for them to wash away their shame and restore the glory of the grasslands!

This ghostly force changed direction and, like a black tide, silently surged towards the west side of Xiao Jingchen's camp.

Five li.

Four miles.

Sanli.

They have crossed the normal scouting range of the Great Yan army.

We encountered no obstacles along the way.

Ashina Sun's heart was beating faster and faster.

He could even see the tallest and most magnificent command tent in the distant camp.

Xiao Jingchen is inside!

Closer! Even closer!

They saw the supply wagons that the scouts had described as "haphazardly parked."

Just as the intelligence had predicted, the vehicles were parked haphazardly, leaving huge gaps in the middle, like an open passage welcoming them in.

"You choose the path to heaven but refuse to take it, while barging into the gates of hell when there are none!"

A ferocious smile appeared on Ashina Sun's face.

He could already imagine the astonished and terrified face on Xiao Jingchen's face when he led three thousand godlike warriors to break through the Han army's defenses at this weakest point and appeared before Xiao Jingchen like a divine soldier descending from the sky!

"My lads!"

He finally stopped suppressing his voice, suddenly drew the golden knife from his waist, and let out a thunderous roar.

"Charge with me!"

"For the Wolf God! For the Grassland!"

"kill!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

At that moment, the three thousand Kheshig guards also tore off the cotton cloth on their horses' hooves and ripped off their disguises.

They raised their scimitars high and let out a long-suppressed, earth-shattering roar!

Three thousand warhorses, begin to accelerate!

The earth trembled like rumbling thunder!

They surged forward like a flood bursting its banks, rushing toward the seemingly vulnerable "breach" formed by supply wagons!

Ashina Sun, who was at the forefront, had eyes full of fervent anticipation of success.

He could almost see Xiao Jingchen's head in his hand.

However, just as his horse was about to charge into the chariot formation...

The warning signs in his mind suddenly exploded!

wrong!

It's so quiet!

From the moment they launched their charge until now, not a single alarm has sounded in the Han army's camp! Not a single shout of panic has been heard!

This is not normal!

This is absolutely abnormal!

A huge trap suddenly formed in his mind.

But it was all too late.

They were too fast; the momentum of three thousand cavalry charging at full speed was simply impossible to stop in an instant.

They were like a pack of wild animals that willingly jumped into a trap, plunging headlong into a deadly "square formation" tailor-made for them.

Just as Ashina Sun's troops had already rushed into the chariot corridor,

"Boom!"

The once open entrance and exit were now blocked by two heavy carriages loaded with huge stones, which were suddenly pushed out from both sides!

Immediately following was the clanging sound of the iron chains being pulled.

At that moment, all the grain carts seemed to come alive. They connected with each other, forming an indestructible, steel maze!

Ashina Sun and his more than a thousand personal guards were trapped in this narrow passageway made up of carriages.

"Oh no! We've fallen for their trap!"

Ashina Jun's mind went blank with a "buzz".

He suddenly looked up at the seemingly ordinary grain wagons.

Then, he saw the most terrifying scene of his life.

The side panels of those carriages were suddenly pulled open from the inside with a "whoosh".

What was exposed was neither grain nor goods.

Instead, they were rows upon rows of dark, gaping crossbow muzzles, gleaming with the chilling light of death!

And behind the crossbow barrels, there were pairs of cold, emotionless eyes.