On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

Chapter 1387 The 5 enemy troops are furious!

Orders are absolute.

Half an hour later, the temporary camp that had originally housed nearly 30,000 troops was now a sea of ​​fire.

The towering flames illuminated half the night sky as if it were daytime.

Countless supplies, tents, and heavy siege equipment that could not be taken with them were reduced to ashes in the raging fire.

This is a desperate, do-or-die decision.

It was also the most direct provocation directed at the King of the Northern Desert.

"Your Majesty, everything is ready."

A messenger rode swiftly to Murong Yan, his voice trembling with a mixture of nervousness and excitement.

"it is good."

Murong Yan nodded, reined in her horse, and glanced back at the camp that was being engulfed in flames.

"set off!"

Following her order.

The 27,000 Great Qian Iron Cavalry, who had already assembled, instantly transformed into dozens of black torrents, surging towards all directions of the grassland.

There were no bugles, no war drums.

The only sounds were the dull thud of horses' hooves pounding on the grass and the whistling of the night wind.

Like a group of ghosts that blended into the night, they vanished silently onto the vast grassland.

Lin Zhen and Murong Yan led an elite cavalry force of about 1,500 men, one of the dozens of breakout teams, and sped off in the due east direction.

high speed.

One person rides two horses, taking turns, almost without sleep or rest.

The firelight behind them was quickly swallowed up by the boundless darkness, as if it had never existed.

"My lord, do you think General Yue and his men can successfully break through the encirclement?"

Murong Yan and Lin Zhen rode side by side. She turned her head and looked at the relaxed man beside her, her voice carrying a hint of worry that she herself did not realize.

Although she devised the plan, she discovered that the risks involved were far greater than she had imagined when it was actually implemented.

To divide a complete army into dozens of parts would be suicidal in the eyes of any general.

If the enemy seizes an opportunity and defeats them one by one, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Do not worry."

Lin Zhen smiled and reached out to hold her small hand, which was a little cold from riding the horse.

"Yue Fei was not a reckless man; he knew what to do."

"Besides, do you think the King of the Northern Desert still has the energy to deal with them?"

Lin Zhen's eyes gleamed with an all-knowing wisdom.

"He's probably having a huge headache right now because of our main force that suddenly disappeared."

Just as Lin Zhen had predicted.

When the King of the Northern Desert led his 150,000-strong main force army to the camp that had been burned to ashes, he arrived in a menacing manner.

All he saw was a ruin, still emitting black smoke.

"What about people?"

The King of the Northern Desert rode atop a magnificent black warhorse. Gazing at the deserted camp before him, his face, usually radiating majesty and domineering power, was now contorted with rage and disbelief.

"Where did they go?!"

“Reporting to…reporting to the Khan.”

A scout leader knelt before his horse, trembling with fear.

"Based on the hoofprints we found, it seems they split into dozens of small teams and ran in different directions."

"Ran?!"

Upon hearing this, the King of the Northern Desert nearly coughed up a mouthful of blood.

He painstakingly mobilized 150,000 troops and laid a net to wipe out this damned isolated army of the Great Qian Dynasty.

But now, he didn't even see a shadow of the enemy, and they just slipped away right under his nose?

This is simply blatant humiliation!

"Trash! They are all a bunch of trash!"

The King of the Northern Desert lashed out with his whip, striking the scout leader hard and tearing his skin apart.

"Chase them! Even if we have to turn the entire grassland upside down, we must find them!"

"Yes Yes!"

The scout leader scrambled to his feet and, carrying the orders of the Northern Desert King, roared towards the messengers behind him.

Soon, tens of thousands of northern cavalrymen, like an enraged swarm of bees, rushed out of the ruins in all directions in a frenzied pursuit.

However, the grasslands were too vast.

Lin Zhen and his group had already disappeared into the vast night, like the most cunning fox, giving the hunter no chance to track them down.

……

A night of sprinting.

As the first hint of dawn appeared on the horizon.

The team led by Lin Zhen and Murong Yan has already traveled nearly 300 li.

Everyone was exhausted and utterly worn out.

"Your Highness, Your Majesty, there is a small tribe ahead."

A scout pointed to a cluster of tents in the distance, faintly visible in the morning light, and said softly.

"Judging from its size, it should be a small tribe of less than three hundred people, who provide mare's milk and dried meat to the Northern Kingdom."

"very good."

Lin Zhen nodded, turned around, and looked at the soldiers behind him, who, though exhausted, still had a sharp glint in their eyes.

"Give me the order."

His voice, like a sharp knife, shattered the tranquility of the morning.

"Resolve the battle in half an hour."

"We need to replenish our food with some fresh breakfast."

"Yes!"

The 1,500 elite cavalrymen of the Great Qian Dynasty let out a low growl, suppressing their excitement.

Silently, they dismounted from their warhorses, hiding them behind a low sand dune, and like cheetahs in the night, stealthily made their way towards the sleeping tribe.

The entire process was conducted without making a single sound.

When the first rays of dawn illuminate the entire grassland.

The battle is over.

In that small tribe of fewer than three hundred people, all the able-bodied men had their throats slit by a merciless blade while they slept.

Their cattle and sheep were looted.

When Lin Zhen and Murong Yan led their team away, carrying enough dried meat and mare's milk to last them three days, they rode off triumphantly.

Behind them, all that remained was a burning ruin, and the elderly, women, and children kneeling on the ground, wailing and crying.

"Husband, aren't we being too cruel by doing this?"

As Murong Yan rode on her horse, she glanced back at the homeland engulfed in war, a hint of reluctance flashing in her clear, cold phoenix eyes.

Although she was an emperor, decisive and ruthless, she still retained a soft spot in her heart, a touch of womanhood.

"cruel?"

Lin Zhen smiled and gently tucked her hair, which had been ruffled by the morning breeze, behind her ear.

"Yan'er, have you forgotten how they treated the people of our Great Qian?"

“They enslave our men like cattle and fodder, and humiliate our women like playthings.”

"At that time, did they ever think about the word 'cruelty'?"

Lin Zhen's voice struck Murong Yan's heart like a heavy hammer.

Yes.

How can I possibly feel pity for the enemy?

"I understand."

Murong Yan nodded. The trace of reluctance in her beautiful phoenix eyes was instantly replaced by a cold, imperial indifference.

at this time.

A scout responsible for bringing up the rear suddenly rode back at full speed.

"Your Highness! Your Majesty! Something terrible has happened!" His face was filled with panic. "There are pursuers... there are pursuers behind us!"