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The cold winds of Grizzly Ridge were like a pack of invisible beasts, tearing and raking wildly through the narrow valley of Luoergou.

"Boom!"

It was a terrifying roar as the entire rock face shattered. Dozens of massive, blue boulders, each weighing thousands of kilograms, were propelled by the immense force of the impact, crashing with earth-shattering power onto the narrow southern exit of Luo'er Gully. The rubble struck the ground, sending up clouds of snow that instantly formed a stone wall two zhang high. The once flat riverbed, which had allowed mules and horses to retreat with ease, was now a dead end.

With their escape route blocked, more than ten Zhenbei Army crossbowmen simultaneously pulled their triggers in the snow gully on the north side of the canyon.

Dozens of barbed steel crossbow bolts whistled through the snow and wind, completely blocking the dark snow ravine. The muffled thuds of the bolts piercing the rock face were exceptionally clear in the narrow valley, each thud accompanied by a scream.

"Enemy attack! It's an ambush!"

"Kill! Break through the Vulture Tribe's formation! They want to take all the weapons!"

With his exceptional military skills, Hu Xiao made a quick judgment. On the battlefield, facing an unknown ambush, chaos is the most deadly element; only by creating further chaos can a breakout be possible. He drew his sword and swung it at the nearest Vulture Tribe cavalryman, the sharp blade flashing in the air.

His stab became the final straw that broke the camel's back, shattering the trust between the two sides.

Hu Gu, the leader of the Vulture Tribe, was a violent and ruthless cavalryman from the borderlands. When he saw the people of Yunzhou suddenly turn against him and that the wealth he had just acquired was about to change hands, his greed and fear instantly turned into hysterical killing intent.

"Those bastards are definitely trying to double-cross us! Kill all those black-skinned dogs! Retrieve the goods, and we can get out of here!"

The two groups of people collided instantly.

The once orderly and disciplined escort team was transformed into a scene of carnage in an instant. The neighing of horses, angry curses, the sound of bones breaking, and the screams of agonizing blades piercing flesh intertwined, becoming the only symphony in Luoergou.

On the mountain ridge, Xu Qingshan calmly watched all of this.

He always held the signal arrow, symbolizing the final assault, firmly in his hand.

"Centurion, do we have enough arrows?" Zhou Laoqi lowered his head, his tone somewhat urgent. He looked at the three hundred elite soldiers below who were caught in a frenzy of infighting, and wished he could lead his troops down right now and strangle these traitors.

"No need to rush." ​​Xu Qingshan's voice remained calm and composed. "Let them cut, let them exhaust their last bit of strength in despair."

His ability to remain so calm was entirely due to the [Four Fortresses Defense Map]. On that sand table map, the movement speed of all the enemy soldiers below, their changes in formation, and even the order in which the commanders of both sides fell were all presented in his mind with perfect accuracy.

He raised his right hand again, put two fingers together, and made a gesture towards a specific area below the ridge.

Xiao Qi understood immediately. Instead of firing the remaining crossbow bolts at the barbarian cavalrymen who were already bloodthirsty, he precisely targeted the black-clad cavalry officers who were trying to withdraw from the chaotic battlefield and regroup.

"Pfft! Pfft!"

Precise bursts of fire, like the Grim Reaper reaping lives.

Each crossbow bolt claimed the life of a black-clad cavalryman attempting to issue a command. Officers who were supposed to be directing the troops into formation were pierced through the throats by steel arrows before they could even shout, and they slumped limply from their horses.

Although the Black-Clad Cavalry, now without a commander, remained formidable in individual combat, they gradually began to falter under the frenzied counterattacks of the Vulture Tribe.

The Vulture Tribe cavalry, consumed by despair at being betrayed by their allies, had descended into utter madness. They no longer sought a way out, but instead vented all their hatred on the men in black.

This is exactly what Xu Qingshan envisioned.

In this narrow ravine, fear and anger are more deadly than weapons.

"Centurion, look, that black-clad cavalry commander is trying to break through!" Liu Ruyan, who had been silent all along, suddenly raised her hand and pointed to the center of the valley.

Among the chaotic cavalry, the black-clad cavalry general Hu Xiao stood out. With his superb horsemanship, he charged left and right through the chaos, carving a bloody path through the enemy ranks, and was leading a dozen loyal men toward the valley entrance to the north.

The general's eyes were bloodshot. Amidst this series of tragic events, he finally realized that there was indeed a pair of eyes watching them from the ridge.

He looked up at the gloomy sky and roared angrily, "Who are you guys?! Show yourselves if you dare! What kind of heroes hide their heads and tails?!"

He roared like thunder, trying to call back his men.

But what he didn't know was that this roar gave Xu Qingshan his last chance.

Xu Qingshan smiled coldly and took out the powerful longbow that Bai Zhi had specially modified for him from behind his back. This bow was powerful enough to pierce through armor from a hundred paces away.

He drew a whistling arrow, marked with the unique insignia of the Zhenbei Army, from his quiver, nocked it on the bowstring, and then, like a fully drawn giant bow, leaned back slightly and gripped it tightly with his fingertips.

At the most chaotic and noisy moment on the battlefield.

Xu Qingshan loosened his fingers.

"Buzz—!"

A sharp whistling sound cut through the air and pierced the snow.

The whistling arrow, with its piercing shriek, precisely pierced the black-clad general's throat, then emerged from his body and embedded itself in the carriage behind him, emitting a chilling tremor.

The general collapsed to the ground with a thud.

That piercing whistle was not only the death knell for that general, but also the final order to attack issued to the entire Zhenbei Army.

"Now, it's time to collect the debts."

Xu Qingshan slowly stood up, his long sword unsheathed, gleaming with a chilling light against the backdrop of the snow.

His figure appeared so tall in the wind and snow. Fifty elite Zhenbei cavalrymen, at his command, roared like a pack of black panthers, completely shattering the tranquility of the mountain ridge.

"kill!"

No nonsense, no pre-battle rhetoric.

Fifty riders charged down the ridge, which was fifty feet high, along the gentle slope they had chosen beforehand, as if the earth were collapsing and splitting open.

They rapidly loaded their armor-piercing crossbows on horseback, and within thirty paces, the devastating barrage of armor-piercing arrows was unleashed, pinning one black-clad cavalryman after another to the ground as they tried to intercept them.

The most elite squad, led by Zhou Laoqi, with twenty riders, intercepted the retreating black-clad cavalry at the waist, slicing the three hundred black-clad cavalrymen in two like a hot knife through butter.

The black-clad cavalrymen below completely collapsed.

As they watched the Zhenbei flags suddenly light up from all directions, and saw the Zhenbei cavalry seemingly emerging from the ground, their last shred of courage to resist was utterly shattered.

"The Zhenbei Army! It's Xu Qingshan, a centurion of the Zhenbei Army!"

Someone let out a terrified scream, and the already broken formation completely dissipated at that moment.

……

Two hours later.

When the snowstorm subsided, Luoergou was already a scene of devastation.

The corpses lying everywhere and the scattered armor told the story of the bloody infighting and encirclement that had just taken place.

Zhou Laoqi wiped the blood from his face and, with several veterans, skillfully repacked the military armor seized from the carriages, box by box.

Looking at the trembling, kneeling prisoners of the patrol battalion, he couldn't help but walk over and kick one of the officers hard.

"You used to swagger around Yunzhou City, but now you're acting like a quail?" Zhou Laoqi sneered, ripping off the black cloth covering the man's face to reveal a bruised and swollen face. This man was one of the company commanders who had previously led the battle. "These armors were selling so well, huh? Why aren't you selling them now?"

The company commander lowered his head, his whole body trembling, and he didn't dare to breathe.

Xu Qingshan walked back from the pile of corpses not far away. Although his body was covered in blood, his eyes remained calm.

He looked at the rows of repacked armor, then at the bound prisoners, and nodded to Liu Ruyan beside him, saying, "Take stock. We need to give Chen Huaiyi a big gift, a gift he could never have dreamed of."

Looking at the fruitful battlefield before her, Liu Ruyan smiled coldly: "This is not just a grand gift, it's like stripping him bare."

Xu Qingshan turned to look at the fifty Zhenbei cavalrymen who were returning with their spoils, but he was not blinded by the victory.

He knew very well that once he returned to Duanhebao, these truckloads of "evidence" would become Chen Huaiyi's Achilles' heel for treason.

Meanwhile, fifty miles away in Yunzhou City, Chen Huaiyi was probably still indulging in that "dead man with no way to prove it" fantasy.

"Dawn is approaching." Xu Qingshan looked up at the distant east, where a faint, dim light was breaking through the darkness. "Back at the fortress, even if it's just one piece of evidence, I will have it engraved on a stone tablet and carved on the gate of the Yunzhou General's Mansion!"

The fifty cavalrymen from the northern garrison quickly assembled and placed all the evidence and prisoners under strict guard.

Deep within Luoergou, the massacre they orchestrated had come to an end, but the revenge against the pinnacle of power in Yunzhou had only just begun.

Xu Qingshan's warhorse let out a neigh, seemingly sensing the surging killing intent in its master's heart. It reared up and galloped away towards the north wall.

This battle was not just about capturing spoils, but also a battle that would completely change our fate.

From this day forward, on this northern border, no one will dare to look down on the man named Xu Qingshan.

Since he was able to manipulate a situation involving 500 people with only 50 people on this snowy night, he will surely be able to turn the entire Yunzhou upside down in the future!

The wind and snow continued, but the flag on the north wall was already fluttering in the cold wind.

This scene was not only witnessed by the flying snowflakes, but will also be etched into history by the wind and sand of this entire northern frontier.

Xu Qingshan glanced back at Luoergou, a playful smile curving his lips.

This trip was worth it.