It's the early summer season. Although the weather is not as hot as midsummer, if you stay for a long time, you can still feel some heat. Although the weather in the summer march will be better than the winter, if the war continues and the high temperature is added, Soldiers still can't stand it, after all, wearing armor is still very hot.
In the camp
"The monarch of West Vietnam, our army has been suppressed on the border of Nanxiang country. Why don't you attack it directly, but set up camp here?" asked Leng Xingchen, the prince of Beiyan.
"At this point of the march of the three armies, the soldiers have long been exhausted physically and mentally. If we go directly to the war now, even if we have a large number of people, we may not be able to win, after all, the soldiers are not physically strong." Nangong Wuxie returned.
"It's still the thoughtfulness of the Xiyue monarch." Leng Xingchen said.
"Nanxiang country has not sent troops to fight yet, what does this mean?" Leng Xingchen asked.
"Mu Hanxuan has always been smart, we still have to be careful, and don't underestimate the enemy because we are crowded." He Lanye reminded.
"Dongyue Monarch, what are you afraid of? Even if Mu Hanxuan is more powerful, we are the three armies, we can still lose." Leng Xingchen said with a disdainful expression.
"But don't underestimate the enemy. Underestimating the enemy is often to lose." Helan Ye said calmly.
"Are you cursing us for losing?" Leng Xingchen asked angrily.
"I didn't mean that, it was just a reminder." He Lanye still looked calm.
"You." Leng Xingchen's words haven't finished yet.
"Well, it's all my own. There is no need to hurt my peace because of this little thing." Nangong Wuxie said roundly.
"Furthermore, what the Emperor Dongyue said is indeed correct. Mu Hanxuan has always been smart and cautious. We must not underestimate the enemy." Nangong Wuxie said.
Cut, I want to see how smart Mu Hanxuan really is, Leng Xingchen said in his heart.
Leng Xingchen walked out of the main account and said to his men: "Count out five hundred people, let's have a night attack!"
"Yes."
"Hmph, you are all afraid of ghosts, this prince wants to see what the ghosts are!" Leng Xingchen said swearingly.
At night, Leng Xingchen led five hundred men and horses to sneak to Kaicheng on the border of Nanxiang State, preparing to let the five hundred people sneak attack on Kaicheng and be caught off guard.
Five hundred men and horses all entered Kacheng, the city was surprisingly quiet, and one of his men said: "Prince, I'm afraid there will be fraud."
"What kind of scam! This city has come in, so be afraid, act quickly!" Leng Xingchen ordered.
"Yes."
Just as the five hundred men and horses were preparing for a night attack, many rockets were suddenly dropped from the sky, and many soldiers were shot.
"The prince is not in an ambush, the prince is leaving!" said one of his subordinates.
"Withdraw." Leng Xingchen said.
While withdrawing, the rocket flew down like rain. The five hundred soldiers were reduced by half. Under the protection of everyone, Leng Xingchen finally escaped. After escaping to a safe place, Leng Xingchen had a face. Embarrassed, said; "Damn Mu Hanxuan!"
"How many people are left!" Leng Xingchen asked.
"There are about ten people left," one of his men replied.
"Quickly return to the camp." Leng Xingchen said.
"Report."
"Say." Nangong Wuxie said.
"The prince of Beiyan State privately led 500 soldiers to attack Kaicheng at night, but was in an ambush, killing more than 400 people."
"Is the prince Beiyan injured?" Nangong Wuxie asked blankly.
"no."
"Retreat." Nangong Wuxie said.
Mu Hanxuan, I still can't underestimate you, Nangong Wuxie said in his heart.