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Chapter 890 Qiao's extravagant diversionary tactic

Meanwhile, on the other side, at the location of the Daqian supply depot that was originally attacked by Qiao Shefei and the Ziming team, the moonlight was as silvery as silver, shining on the devastated battlefield and giving this scorched land a faint, eerie glow.

Si Yan rode the Asura Blood Steed, slowly passing through the dilapidated supply wagon. His figure appeared somewhat lonely, and the smear of blood at the corner of his mouth was particularly glaring in the moonlight.

The warhorse beneath him seemed to sense its master's fatigue, its gait no longer as agile as before.

Yun Xinrou, who remained in the same spot, was directing the Changlin Imperial Guards, who were busy shuttling around the campfire, trying to salvage the food and supplies that had not been completely destroyed by the Ziming Team.

Her clothes were covered in dust and sweat, but her eyes were still bright. However, when she looked up and saw Si Yan returning alone with wounds on his face, her heart tightened and her hand gestures paused involuntarily.

"Your Highness! What's wrong?"

Yun Xinrou quickly stepped forward, her tone filled with disbelief.

Before she finished speaking, she had already looked Si Yan up and down, and the astonishment in her eyes was quickly replaced by worry.

In her memory, apart from suffering a slight setback at the hands of Li Cunxiao of the Yellow Turban Army, Si Yan was almost invincible when facing others. How could she not be shocked by his current state?

Si Yan shook his head slightly, gave a wry smile, and slowly slid off his warhorse, his steps slightly unsteady.

"I was chasing Qiao Shefei, but I never expected that the kid had set a trap to lure me in, with two ambushes waiting behind me."

"The Yellow Turban rebels Anmixiu and Kufensi were also there. I was surrounded and attacked by the three of them, and I was careless... that's how I got injured."

He sighed and planted the Asura Purgatory Halberd in the ground. The blood-red light of the halberd's body appeared particularly dim in the night.

Upon hearing this, Yun Xinrou frowned, a hint of worry flashing in her eyes.

She quickly looked Si Yan over and, confirming that although he was injured, his life was not in danger, she felt somewhat relieved.

However, Si Yan's next words only deepened her doubts.

"This is what puzzles me. Qiao She went to great lengths to lure me out and set up an ambush, but the strength of the three of them was not enough to keep me here."

"What is the purpose of all this trouble?"

Si Yan pondered for a moment, his brows furrowing slightly, as if he were also considering this question.

Upon hearing this, Yun Xinrou also fell into deep thought.

Indeed, Qiao Shefei's behavior was too abnormal. If it was just to attack the supply train, why would he go to such lengths?

Moreover, drawing out a powerful enemy like Si Yan would not bring them much benefit; on the contrary, it might expose more of their forces.

Yun Xinrou's eyebrows furrowed slightly, her eyes gleaming in the firelight and moonlight as she tried to recall every detail of the journey.

From Qiao Shefei leading the Ziming Team in a swaggering raid on the supply train to Si Yan being lured deep into enemy territory, everything seemed chaotic, yet it also seemed to conceal some profound meaning.

As night deepened, the soldiers around the campfire remained busy, but the atmosphere subtly shifted.

Yun Xinrou stood still, her gaze shifting between the firelight and the night, her heart churning like a turbulent sea, filled with countless thoughts.

Why would a commander of such caliber as Meng Zhang, the "Dragon Soaring Commander" of the Yellow Turban Army in Luzhou, go to such great lengths to lure them out?

Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, her eyebrows furrowed, and a look of realization flashed in her eyes.

"A diversionary tactic! They're using this to lure the tiger away from the mountain!"

Yun Xinrou's voice was slightly hurried, but her tone was unusually firm.

"They deliberately drew us away, along with the elite troops of the Changlin Imperial Guard and the Fengming Archery Battalion. Their real target... is our main camp!"

She turned to look at Si Yan, a hint of fear flashing in her eyes.

Upon hearing this, Si Yan was also taken aback, and then a look of horror flashed in his eyes.

The main camp! That was their base camp, where provisions, supplies, and troops were all concentrated. If it were lost, the consequences would be unimaginable.

He clenched his fists tightly, a surge of intense self-reproach and anger welling up inside him.

"Damn it...we've fallen for their trap!"

Si Yan gritted his teeth, wishing he could turn around and chase after him immediately, but his physical exhaustion and the pain from his wounds forced him to suppress this impulse for the time being.

"Xinrou, you stay here and continue salvaging the supplies. I'll take some men back to support the main camp."

Si Yan made a quick decision, enduring his discomfort, and turned to leave, but suddenly stopped and looked back at Yun Xinrou.

"No, I will go back with the prince. Although the supplies are important, the main camp is our foundation. Besides, we cannot let the prince face the elite Yellow Turban army alone."

"If Commander-in-Chief Longxiang's target is indeed our main camp, then since Li Cunxiao isn't here, it can only be at the main camp!"

"Your Highness is going alone...I'm afraid..."

Yun Xinrou shook her head, took a deep breath, and said slowly.

Si Yan looked at Yun Xinrou's determined eyes and remained silent.

He knew perfectly well that if Li Cunxiao was really in that camp, then in his current state, going there would only mean sending himself to Li Cunxiao's death.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm the turmoil in his heart, and then looked up into the distance, where he could vaguely see the direction of the main camp.

"Okay, let's go together!"

Yun Xinrou nodded, then turned around and began to make arrangements, directing the Changlin Imperial Guards to quickly form ranks and prepare to depart immediately to return to the main camp.

Several scout teams were dispatched to investigate the movements of the Yellow Turban Army, ensuring that the enemy's movements could be grasped as soon as possible.

Inside the camp, the soldiers who were busy rescuing supplies quickly got ready to go, and the atmosphere quickly became tense and orderly.

...

As Si Yan and Yun Xinrou led the elite Phoenix Cry Shooting Battalion and the Changlin Imperial Guard, they sped towards the attacked camp like a whirlwind. The wilderness under the night sky seemed to be torn apart by their urgency. The sound of hooves was deafening, and dust flew up, creating swirling yellow vortexes.

They traveled at breakneck speed, the scenery along the way becoming blurred as they moved at high speed, only the anxiety and unease in their hearts becoming clearer.

Si Yan pursed his lips, his gaze sharp, yet he could not hide the worry in his eyes. Yun Xinrou, on the other hand, gripped the reins tightly with one hand and gently stroked the sword at her waist with the other, her brows revealing a hint of unease.

After traveling a considerable distance, just as the unease in everyone's hearts was spreading like wildfire and becoming increasingly difficult to control, several staggering figures suddenly appeared ahead. They were ragged, their armor tattered, and covered in wounds, clearly having just experienced a fierce battle.

These people were the remnants of the Daqian army who had been patrolling the perimeter and had narrowly escaped being surrounded and annihilated when Li Cunxiao and his men launched a surprise attack on the camp.

Upon seeing Si Yan and Yun Xinrou, they were like drowning people grasping at a last straw, kneeling down and weeping loudly.

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