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"Li Cunxiao is indeed a rare opponent. He is a rare talent in our Yanping County. The presence of Li Cunxiao in the Yellow Turban Army has made the entire battle extremely difficult."

Si Yan remained silent for a moment, then looked into the distance, where he could vaguely see the direction of Qian Yuan City. Although separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, he could feel the heavy pressure that lonely city was currently under.

In the camp, the soldiers were either busy repairing equipment or talking in hushed tones, but the topic always revolved around that chilling name—Li Cunxiao.

Whenever this topic is mentioned, one can always see faces filled with fear. Even the most fearless soldiers in the Daqian army cannot hide their inner terror.

"Your Highness, morale in the camp is low, and fear of Li Cunxiao has spread."

"If this continues, I'm afraid..."

Yun Xinrou didn't continue speaking, but her words implied that Si Yan understood perfectly.

Fear is contagious, especially in such a desperate situation. Once morale collapses, the consequences are unimaginable.

"Li Cunxiao..."

Si Yan murmured, the name weighing heavily on his heart like a boulder.

The Yellow Turban general who wielded the Yu King's spear and rode a warhorse became a frequent visitor in his nightmares.

In every exchange, Si Yan could feel his opponent's extraordinary martial prowess and ruthlessness, as well as the aura that seemed to penetrate all defenses, which sent chills down his spine.

Seeing this, Yun Xinrou sighed softly. She knew that Si Yan felt just as frustrated as she did.

But as the actual commander of this expedition, she not only had to face defeats on the battlefield, but also had to appease the emotions of her soldiers and deal with endless pressure from the imperial court.

The newly added wounds on her clothes were faintly visible, the marks left from her most recent breakout battle. Even so, her eyes remained firm, showing no sign of retreat.

"Reporting to Your Highness, the latest intelligence suggests that the Yellow Turban Army may be making relocations. Meng Zhang appears to be planning a new offensive, possibly targeting our supply lines."

Just then, a messenger rushed over, knelt on one knee, and presented a battle report with both hands.

These words caused an uproar in the camp. The soldiers grabbed their weapons and looked around nervously.

Si Yan took the battle report, quickly glanced through it, and frowned.

Their situation will become even more difficult once their supply lines are cut off.

"Gentlemen, it seems the enemy has no intention of giving us a chance to breathe."

"We must protect our supply lines while continuing to look for opportunities to break through the Yellow Turban army's encirclement."

He looked up, his gaze sharp as he surveyed the generals around him.

"We must not only hold our ground, but also launch a counterattack. We can use the cover of night to organize an elite squad to launch a surprise attack on a weak point of the Yellow Turban Army, disrupting their plans and boosting our morale at the same time."

Yun Xinrou also stepped forward, her originally gentle voice now somewhat hoarse.

"Pass down the order: all personnel prepare for battle and get ready to meet the enemy!"

Si Yan's voice echoed through the valley, quickly restoring order to the previously chaotic camp.

Yun Xinrou quickly began to arrange the battle lines and at the same time deployed elite troops to prepare for the upcoming fierce battle.

In an instant, the valley was filled with the neighing of warhorses and the clashing of weapons.

"Xinrou, we can't afford to lose this battle."

Si Yan broke the silence, his voice low and deep.

"I know, Your Highness."

"But for the sake of the Great Qian Dynasty, for the sake of our comrades in Qian Yuan City, we have no choice but to move forward, until the very last moment!"

Yun Xinrou responded softly. She, too, was somewhat losing hope, but they couldn't back down!

...

Meanwhile, just as Yun Xinrou and Si Yan were discussing countermeasures in the valley camp, a strange purple mist quietly spread from the depths of the dense forest not far away, like a shadowy figure creeping silently as night fell.

However, as the viewpoint narrowed, it became clear that the fog was not a natural phenomenon, but rather the manifestation of the unique aura of the Purple Nether Team led by Qiao Shefei under Meng Zhang. A dozen or so Purple Nether Team members, along with a small group of cavalry, moved like ghosts, silently bypassing the Great Qian Dynasty's camp's security line and heading straight for the supply transport line at the rear.

The leader, Qiao Shefei, sat astride a sturdy warhorse, wearing a purple and black battle robe, with the Doomsday Twin Blades casually hanging at his waist. Only his ears were constantly listening to the sounds in the distance.

Beside him, numerous elites from the Purple Nether Team followed closely, each exuding an aura that could not be underestimated. Their objective for this trip was very clear—to intercept supplies!

"Balu, you take a few brothers and lead a cavalry unit to flank from the side, making sure no one escapes."

Qiao Shefei gave a low-key instruction. Although Balu, the vice-captain, had performed mediocrely in the previous battles, Qiao Shefei was still willing to believe that he could complete this task. After all, every soldier has his value; the key is how to utilize them.

Therefore, because of his somewhat embarrassing encounter with Han Tieling, Balu has been training hard since returning to the Yellow Turban Army. After receiving guidance from top war gods such as the Bull Demon King and Li Cunxiao, his basic combat strength has improved a long time ago.

Therefore, because of his somewhat embarrassing encounter with Han Tieling, Balu has been training hard since returning to the Yellow Turban Army. After receiving guidance from top war gods such as the Bull Demon King and Li Cunxiao, his basic combat strength has improved a long time ago.

After all, even without professional guidance, just a few casual words of advice from powerful figures like Li Cunxiao and the Bull Demon King would be enough to greatly benefit them.

Therefore, feeling that his martial arts skills had greatly improved, Balu nodded firmly upon hearing Qiao Shefei's order and led a group of men to silently blend into the shadows of the forest.

The other members of the Purple Nether Team also received their orders and dispersed, like hunters in the night, quietly waiting for their prey to appear.

Qiao Shefei led the main force and continued along the concealed path. The group moved so lightly that they left almost no trace.

Along the way, Qiao Shefei would stop from time to time, scanning his surroundings with sharp eyes to make sure that no secrets were leaked.

Supply lines are lifelines for any army; if they are cut off, the consequences are unimaginable.

Now, Qiao Shefei is about to deliver a fatal blow to the most vulnerable link in the Great Qian Dynasty.

However, the army that has come to support us from the Great Qian Dynasty is not all incompetent. In particular, Si Yan and Yun Xinrou are rare talents. It will not be easy to make a move under their noses.

Moonlight filtered through the sparse clouds, casting a silvery glow over the land that was about to become a battlefield.

In the distance, the supply convoy of the Great Qian Dynasty moved slowly forward. The drivers hummed tunes, still immersed in the joy of soon joining up with the main force, completely unaware that danger was quietly approaching.

As the distance closed, Qiao Shefei could faintly hear the sounds of horses' hooves and carts in the distance, the sounds of the Great Qian Dynasty's supply convoy moving about.