In the night, Chengze's figure quietly left the tent. His eyes swept across the camp, and then he motioned to the soldiers behind him to follow. The steps of each of them were unusually light, as if they were afraid of disturbing the tranquility of the night. The soldiers in the team exchanged glances, and everyone's facial expressions revealed a kind of tacit understanding and determination.
The night shrouded the silent camp like a thick curtain. Chengze walked out of the tent, his livid face looking resolute and serious in the faint firelight. His eyes swept across the camp, checking every possible blind spot and hidden spot to ensure that no possible risks were missed. His eyes finally locked on the group of elite warriors who had been prepared behind him. They were the team members he personally selected. Each of them had been trained in life and death countless times, and they trusted and were loyal to his leadership.
He was wearing a dark-colored battle robe, and his whole body exuded a chilling aura. The fine fabric fits the body shape, ensuring maximum freedom of movement and providing excellent concealment in the night. There is a long sword on his waist, and the scabbard is close to the side of his leg. Even if he is sneaking, it will not make any sound. His eyes revealed endless calmness and depth, just like the bottomless night sky.
Chengze raised his hand gently, a simple gesture, and the soldiers immediately understood that it was the signal to set off. Like cats in the dark night, their steps were light and steady, leaving no unnecessary traces even on the grass behind them. The soldiers' eyes flashed like wolves in the darkness, and they knew every step of this operation clearly, because these were the results of countless previous discussions and drills.
They moved through the camp like a swarm of nocturnal ghosts, moving silently along inconspicuous paths. Each warrior's pace was strictly controlled, and even his breathing was suppressed to a minimum to avoid breaking the dead silence. The taupe-brown cloak fluttered gently, blending into the night.
During the march, Chengze's deputy, a short but agile scout, would occasionally explore the way forward, and then return quickly and silently to report to Chengze what was happening ahead. His movements were like a gust of wind, without even the air being stirred.
"There are enemy patrols three hundred steps ahead." The scout reported to Chengze softly, his voice so low that it almost blended with the night wind.
Chengze nodded, his expression unchanged, and signaled the team to stop temporarily. He lowered his head and thought for a few seconds, then quickly charted a new course. They couldn't risk being discovered by the enemy, so they had to change their route, and although this meant they had to make a large circle, safety always came first.
Chengze noticed that every soldier in the team was looking at him nervously, waiting for further instructions. He used hand gestures to order everyone to disperse. Everyone was familiar with this set of sign language. No need to say anything, the team quickly took action according to Chengze's instructions.
As the warriors dispersed silently, they were like cheetahs in the night, agile and dangerous. Everyone knows that the key to completing the mission is stealth and speed, and it is on these two that they have developed their true expertise.
When the soldiers regrouped, they had successfully evaded the patrol. Chengze was leading the way. He carefully observed the surrounding terrain and was always prepared to deal with any situation that might arise. His heart beat steadily in his chest, each beat a sonorous response to the impending danger.
Soon after, they arrived at their destination. Xiao Feihu's camp was right in front of him, and some fires between the tents were still flickering with faint light. Chengze signaled to the team members that they had successfully sneaked into the periphery of the enemy camp.
In the next moment, Chengze and his team members will start the most critical step of their action. They must penetrate the opponent's heart like a blade. The entire camp was immersed in the tranquility of the night, except for Chengze and the others whose heartbeats were quietly accelerating in the dark night.
The night was like a deep pool, dotted with starlight. The fires in the camp had long been extinguished, leaving only embers flickering faintly in the darkness. Chengze's figure looked like a static sculpture in the hazy light and shadow, until he lightly opened his red lips, his voice was deep and powerful, and every word seemed to have been carefully crafted.
"Remember, silence is better than sound." There was unquestionable majesty in his words, like an invisible signal, quietly passed to every soldier in the night.
The soldiers seemed to have anticipated his instructions. Their bodies stiffened for a moment, and then they solemnly promised: "Yes, Captain!" The voice was low, like a whisper in the night wind, so low that it was almost It blended into the surrounding atmosphere, and together with their shadows, disappeared in the darkness.
Their figures swayed slightly in the night, like ghosts, and every step was carefully considered to avoid stepping on dry branches or dead leaves. Even wearing armor, they were as light as cats, without a dull metal collision sound.
Chengze turned around and touched the edge of the cloak. The cloak was like the wings of a nighthawk, rising and falling gently with his movements. His eyes swept from one end of the camp to the other, as sharp as a cheetah, capturing every tiny detail.
They moved silently, flying almost close to the ground. The night is their cover, they are the masters of the night, and every movement is an ode to the dark night.
The soldiers followed closely, keeping just the right distance to ensure a compact formation but also dispersed enough to prevent them from being caught in one fell swoop by the enemy. Their eyes have been tuned to night vision, allowing them to identify directions even in weak light.
This silent march continued for a while, and Chengze stopped again before approaching the target location. He turned around and glanced at each team member's face, as if doing a final roll call to make sure everyone was ready. Then, like a group of wandering souls in the night, they disappeared silently into the shadow of Xiao Feihu's camp.
This is a game about life and death, about the direction of the entire war, and Chengze and his team members are the protagonists in this game. Each of them is burdened with a major mission. Once the action fails, not only their own lives will cease to exist, but the entire war situation will also be seriously affected.
But at this moment, in the prelude to this night march, each of their chests are full of firmness and determination, and their eyes are telling captain Chengze: they are ready.
Along the way, they carefully avoided all branches and dead leaves that might make noise, and even rolling stones were carefully avoided. The darkness around them thickened as they went deeper, but their eyes had adapted to the darkness and were able to discern direction with the help of moonlight.
"The trees are denser to the east and we can use that for cover," one deputy whispered.
Chengze nodded and motioned for the team to move east. They moved through the woods like ghosts, each step calculated with precision.
When approaching the enemy camp, Chengze stopped, his eyes became sharp, and his ears caught the smallest sound from Zhou En. After listening for a moment, he signaled to his deputy that he had spotted the enemy patrol.
"Distract their attention." Chengze ordered softly, his face solemn.
The two team members moved quietly to the outside, carefully making some small noises, enough to attract the enemy's attention. Chengze led the remaining soldiers and continued to advance deeper into the camp.
They walked between the tents and horses like a shadow until Xiao Feihu's tent appeared in sight. Chengze stopped and whispered to the soldiers beside him: "We are here, ready to take action."
Under the leadership of Chengze, the soldiers arrived at Xiao Feihu's tent. Their movements seemed as natural as flowing water after countless rehearsals. The moonlight penetrated the sparse clouds, providing them with a faint light. Chengze's eyes swept around, and after confirming the surrounding alert situation, he nodded to the team member who was responsible for quietly cutting the fabric.
The team member, a young warrior with a short stature but extremely skilled skills, gently pulled out a short dagger from the leather holster on his waist. The dagger shone coldly in the dim light. His fingers lightly slid over the handle. After confirming the grip, he turned to look at Chengze.
"Captain, get ready." He whispered, his voice almost swallowed by the night wind.
"Quickly and steadily, we don't have much time." Chengze responded in the same low voice, staring at the piece of fabric, as if silently counting the time in his heart.
The player nodded, his eyes focused and calm. He approached a corner of the tent, his body almost blending into the night. Only when he got closer to the tent did the moonlight barely illuminate his figure. He raised the dagger and lightly touched the tent fabric with the tip. The dagger drew an incision on the cloth accurately and smoothly like a painter's pen.
The fabric was cut without making any sound, as smooth as fine threads. He gently lifted the cloth, creating a passage for Chengze and other team members to enter.
"Go in like ghosts, no one can detect our presence." Chengze said softly to the soldiers behind him, and then he took the lead in squatting down and passing through the cut hole.
One by one, the soldiers imitated Chengze's movements and carefully passed through the incisions. Everyone's movements were extremely light. Even with their cold weapons and armor, they did not cause any alarm when they entered the tent.
They quickly dispersed inside the tent and took up their positions, just as they had rehearsed before. Everything was under control and there was no trace of panic.
"Pay attention to your breathing, control your heartbeat, and don't let the enemy sense your fear." Chengze reminded his team members in a low voice in the tent.
"Yes, Captain." The team members responded, each person's voice was almost inaudible, their emotions were suppressed to the extreme, and their whole people seemed to blend into the shadows of the dark night.
The soldiers were scattered in the four corners and center of the tent, following the pre-planned plan. Their eyes were full of determination, and everyone was ready to carry out the final instructions. The air in the tent seemed to have solidified, oppressive and silent. Only the faint rustle caused by the night wind occasionally blowing the tent cloth and the whistle in the distance formed the quiet background sound of this night.
Chengze walked silently, every step was like stepping on clouds, so light that you could hardly feel his weight. He came to Xiao Feihu's bedside, and after standing still, he stared coldly at the general who had once made countless people fear him, but now he was sleeping defenselessly in front of him.
The moonlight shines through the gaps in the tent and shines on the long sword Chengze holds tightly, and the sword body reflects cold white light. His sword-raising arm was as steady as a rock, without any tremors. There was neither hesitation nor sadness in his eyes, only a calmness as deep as the deep sea.
Chengze lowered his head and opened his lips slightly, seeming to be reciting something silently, perhaps to soothe his own soul, or to pray for the life that was about to pass away. He breathed steadily, and then in an instant, the long sword streaked across the night sky like a meteor, pointing directly at Xiao Feihu's heart.
The tip of the sword touched the clothes lightly, like sharp claws tearing through the thin fabric easily, penetrating deeply into the skin without any hindrance until it reached a fatal depth. Everything happened in a breath, so fast that Xiao Feihu's face didn't even have time to show an expression of fear or pain, and his eyes were closed forever before they were fully opened.
The surrounding soldiers guarded the surroundings to ensure that no one could disturb the operation. There was no sound during the whole process, and even Xiao Feihu's breathing did not change, but suddenly stopped.
Chengze withdrew his long sword, and the tip of the sword was stained with blood, which looked particularly eye-catching in the moonlight. He gently wiped it clean with the cloth in the tent, and then retracted the scabbard. His movements were still slow and deliberate, just like he had completed any ordinary task.
Immediately, Chengze turned to his team members and nodded, which was the signal to evacuate. They must leave before the enemy finds out and keep the operation flawless.
"The operation is over, retreat." Chengze's voice was still low, but it was clearly conveyed to every soldier.
The soldiers looked at each other, then like ghosts, quietly left the tent through the opening and disappeared into the night. Their actions were as if they had never happened. The only thing left behind was the body of the general of the country, quietly telling the story of that night.
When leaving the camp, Chengze said softly to the team members: "The action is perfect, we must go back quickly and buy time." The team members followed him closely, everyone was focused and did not dare to relax.
The night is still dark, but for Chengze and his team members, darkness is their friend, protecting them from returning safely.
The soldiers walked through the quiet night one by one. Although their steps were still light, the burden in their hearts had been released, because the success of the mission brought invisible relief. Returning to their own camp, an uncontrollable smile spread across everyone's lips, reflecting the anticipation of victory and the joy of saving lives. Every face was filled with relief and joy, and even looked particularly bright in the dim light.
Chengze walked in front, his steps firm and silent. They walked towards the lit tent - that was Li Keyong's command post. The tent door curtain was opened, and Chengze took the lead to step in. The soldiers were waiting outside, their eyes full of anticipation for the good news that was about to come.
Li Keyong was sitting in front of the battle map. When he heard the sound of footsteps, he looked up. When he saw Chengze, he knew that the mission had been completed. His face looked extremely serious under the light, but the light in his eyes shone uncontrollably.
"Reporting to the marshal, the mission has been successfully completed. The enemy general has been killed by my sword." Chengze reported calmly, without any boasting in his tone, only a simple statement of the results of the mission.
Li Keyong stood up from his seat, his figure looking particularly tall in the tent. Approaching Chengze, his eyes showed not only admiration, but also deep trust and dependence. He reached out and held Chengze's hands tightly, feeling the faith and strength conveyed by these solid palms.
Li Keyong's voice was filled with excitement, "Well done, Chengze. The bravery and wisdom of you and your team members have laid a solid foundation for our great cause. Your names will be engraved on the honorary monument of our country." superior."
Chengze nodded slightly to express his gratitude, but there was no pride or satisfaction on his face, only deep calmness and determination. "The Marshal has oversold us. We have merely done our duty. Now that the enemy is leaderless, the Battle of Dawn will be the decisive blow. Let us prepare for the real challenge."
Li Keyong's eyes revealed his deep thoughts and plans for the next battle. He tapped his fingers on the table, as if talking to the strategy in his heart.
"Chengze, what you did tonight is more powerful than any words." Li Keyong began to speak, his tone was calm, and every word was full of weight. "Tomorrow's battle will be the turning point of the entire campaign. We need Use tonight's victory to transform the morale and motivation of the army."
Chengze stood up straight, his expression focused and respectful, "Marshal, tonight's success is just the beginning of the battle. We understand that the real test will still be tomorrow."
"Indeed." Li Keyong nodded in agreement, "The success of all this depends on you - my sword and shield. I need you to have a good rest and show tonight's courage and wisdom on the battlefield tomorrow."
Chengze's eyes also showed determination for the upcoming battle, "We will spare no effort to defend this land with the edge of our swords."
"Okay!" Li Keyong was in high spirits, "Each of you is a hero in this battle, not only because you have completed the task, but also because you can surpass yourself and do your best every time."
Chengze lowered his head slightly, "Marshal, we are willing to dedicate this honor to our country and our people."
Li Keyong stood up, walked towards Chengze, and stared into the warrior's eyes again, as if to confirm his determination and courage, "Tomorrow dawns, when the first ray of sunshine illuminates the battlefield, I hope to see you, my warriors , as the vanguard of victory.”
"We will be there, waiting for that moment to arrive." Chengze replied solemnly.
"Go and rest now, Chengze. You and your team members. Let the soldiers have sufficient time to prepare. Do everything well." Li Keyong waved to him, indicating that he could leave.
Chengze bowed again, turned around and left, his steps firm and steady. When the soldiers outside the tent saw him coming out, they immediately gathered around, waiting for his next order.
"The marshal has ordered us to have a good rest tonight. Tomorrow we will go into battle in the best condition for victory." Chengze announced to his soldiers.
The soldiers nodded with determination, knowing that the next challenge would be more difficult, but their morale was not dampened. On the contrary, their eyes burned with stronger fighting spirit.
Afterwards, they dispersed one by one, looking for a quiet place to immerse themselves in the temporary tranquility and restore their physical strength and spirit for the upcoming battle. The battle at dawn will be the greatest test of their courage and wisdom.
Chengze performed a military salute and said, "I obey, Marshal. We will fulfill our mission."
Chengze walked among his men and looked at these rigorously trained warriors, their eyes shining with desire for battle and confidence in victory.
"Brothers," Chengze's voice was firm and powerful, breaking the tranquility of the night, "None of us sleep tonight. We will wait in the darkness before dawn, waiting for that moment to come."
"The general has formulated perfect tactics for us," he continued. "Our task is to wait for orders and then defeat the enemy. Everyone must remember that we are the cavalry of the Jin State, and we are the violent storm on the battlefield! "
The soldiers looked at each other with determination in their eyes.
"The general trusts us," one soldier shouted, "and we will never let him down!"
"We are the swords of Jin!" Another warrior shouted in response.
"Then," Chengze walked up to the war horse, stroked its mane, turned to say to the soldiers, "check your weapons, stroke your mounts, tonight, let us all be like wild beasts waiting to be hunted on the battlefield. .”
The soldiers began to check their equipment, confirm the tightness of their bow strings, check the sharpness of their swords, and at the same time comfort their beloved horses.
"Remember," Chengze spoke again, with a calmer tone, "Although the Khitans are brave, they do not have our strong shields, our accurate crossbows, our strategies and discipline. As long as we act according to the plan, victory will belong to us. Jin Kingdom!"
"For Jin!" the soldiers responded in unison, their voices shaking the night, conveying their determination.
Chengze's words and the momentum of the soldiers all indicate their firm determination for the next battle. On tomorrow's battlefield, everyone will contribute to the glory and future of Jin in their own way.
