Young White Horse: The Poison Sword Master of the Wen Family, Shocking the Apocalypse

Chapter 479 Feint to the East, Attack in the West! Ye Xiaoying launches a night attack on the South



Chapter 479 Feint to the East, Attack in the West! Ye Xiaoying launches a night attack on the South

He warmed the wine in the pot and downed another cup of Yuan Rang's wine, smacked his lips, and his face flushed red.

"Dongjun's brewing skills are getting better and better!"

Yuanrang's liquor goes down smoothly, with a strong aftertaste, and... hehe, it's even more potent than the 'Upside-Down Weng' that my old man hid back in Lingnan!

Wen Luoyu smiled and poured him more wine: "Brother, drink more if you like. Dongjun buried more than a dozen jars in the wine cellar before he left. That should be enough for you to drink for a while."

"Only a dozen or so jars?" Wenhujiu's eyes widened. "That's not enough! After the war is over, I'll have Dongjun brew a hundred or eighty jars for me, store them in Lingnan, and drink them slowly!"

Baili Chengfeng stood by with a smile, but his eyes kept glancing out of the hall.

Although the family dinner was warm and cozy, he remained on edge—the great victory at Chaisang City and the defeat of the Northern Army at Fuzhou were only eighty li away.

Given Ye Xiaoying's personality, he would never let this go.

"Uncle, don't worry." Wen Yanzhao seemed to see through his thoughts, put down his chopsticks, and said slowly:

“In the past few days, I have set up thirty-six ‘bone-rotting miasma’ around the Ironthorn Ridge. Ordinary scouts who come within thirty feet will turn into pus and blood in less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea. It won’t be so easy for the Northern Li Army to find out the true nature of the drug-using people.”

Upon hearing this, Wenhu asked with some confusion:

"Bone-Corroding Miasma? Zhao'er, why are you practicing that? Logically speaking, your grandfather shouldn't have passed it down to you. It's something your Uncle Buping used to protect the house..."

"I secretly asked Uncle Buping for it the time before last! As the saying goes, it's never a bad thing to have many skills!"

Last time I went to Medicine King Valley, the poisonous miasma at the valley entrance was just my type; I accidentally sucked it dry... Luckily, I learned the Bone-Rotting Miasma technique, so I used it to replace the poisonous miasma laid down by successive Medicine Kings, otherwise Senior Xin wouldn't have spared me..."

Wen Yanzhao chuckled, a sly glint in his eyes. "Now that the drug-using man is complete, we must be careful! However..."

He paused, then looked at Baili Chengfeng: "Uncle, Ye Xiaoying is no mediocre general. Although he was defeated in Chaisang City, he did not panic."

His ability to quickly regroup and rebuild his forces after retreating to Fuzhou demonstrates his military prowess! Tonight, we are all gathered at the Marquis's residence. If he discovers that neither of us is on the city's defenses, he may resort to desperate measures!

Baili Chengfeng nodded: "Zhao'er means—that Ye Xiaoying will launch a night attack on Qiandong City?"

"No problem! I've already ordered double-team sentries to all four gates! Furthermore, there's a crossbow every ten paces along the city walls, and plenty of oil-soaked logs are stocked inside the barbican. If Ye Xiaoying dares to come, he'll never return!"

"Not enough!" Wen Yanzhao shook his head.

"Hmm?" Baili Chengfeng raised an eyebrow. Although Qiandong could not compare to Tianqi City in terms of grandeur and prosperity, it was still the ancient capital of Western Chu and a strong city with thoroughfares in all directions!

Even if Ye Xiaoying is very capable, Baili Chengfeng, who is fully prepared, is absolutely confident that he can defend the four gates.

Just as Baili Chengfeng was puzzled, Wen Yanzhao spoke again:

"If Ye Xiaoying really attacks, he won't force his way through the city gates. He's not stupid. Among the generals of Beili, besides the King of Langya, only Ye Xiaoying has some skills..."

Wen Yanzhao walked to the window, pushed it open, and the night wind rushed in, making the candlelight flicker. "I've heard people say that he's good at surprise attacks and likes risky moves! Even if he doesn't come to attack the city's defenses, he has other plans!"

Baili Chengfeng's expression changed slightly. Before Wen Yanzhao could finish speaking, hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the hall.

A bodyguard, soaking wet, knelt on one knee outside the door, his voice trembling:

"Your Highness, there's unusual activity at the South Gate sluice gate! The brothers on duty heard drilling sounds underwater, and torches are flying all over the embankment. It's probably the Northern Li army!"

Everyone in the hall suddenly stood up.

Baili Chengfeng's face darkened: "How many people?"

"No, I don't know! Underwater visibility is poor, but from the sounds... there are at least a hundred people! There are also more than two thousand people on the embankment to provide support..."

"More than a thousand people?" Wen Hujiu grinned. "Ye Xiaoying only sent this many people to their deaths?"

Wen Yanzhao frowned deeply: "Something's not right! If it was just a hundred men who infiltrated, why are there troops on the embankment to provide support? This commotion is too loud; it seems like they're deliberately trying to attract our attention..."

Before he could finish speaking, a deafening battle cry suddenly came from the north of the city!

Immediately afterwards, hurried footsteps sounded outside the hall!

"Your Highness! The Northern Li army is attacking!"

The newcomer was none other than the Left Deputy Commander of the Breaking Wind Army. He rushed into the main hall and knelt on one knee.

"Your Highness! The North Gate has been attacked! There's a massive army of Northern Li soldiers everywhere. I can see by the torchlight that there are at least ten thousand of them!"

Baili Chengfeng and Wen Yanzhao exchanged a glance, both seeing the realization in each other's eyes.

"Found in the east and attack in the west!"

Baili Chengfeng sneered, "A feint attack at the north gate, the real killing blow is at the south gate. Ye Xiaoying... is indeed cunning!"

Wen Yanzhao shook his head, a purple light flashing in his eyes: "No... Uncle, I'm afraid we've all misunderstood."

He walked to the map and pointed to the west side of Qian Dong City: "A feint attack at the north gate, a disturbance at the south gate to attract our attention, what about the west gate and the direction of Tieji Ridge?"

Wen Hujiu leaned closer, stared at the map for a moment, and suddenly gasped: "Zhao'er, are you saying... Ye Xiaoying's real target is the drug people?"

“That’s right.” Wen Yanzhao’s gaze was icy. “The commotion at the South Gate sluice and the large army at the North Gate are all decoys. Ye Xiaoying has personally led his elite troops and has probably already circled around to the West Gate, or even… entered Ironthorn Ridge!”

Baili Chengfeng shuddered and looked sharply at Wen Yanzhao: "Zhao'er, the drug person..."

"Uncle, don't worry." Wen Yanzhao's lips curled into a cold smile. "Ironthorn Ridge... isn't so easy to enter!"

He turned to the deputy commander and said, "Pass on my order: the garrison at the north gate should defend with all their might, but there is no need to go out of the city to pursue them!"

"Add archers to the south gate; anyone who shows their face must be killed without mercy."

“Then Ximen and Tiejiling…” The deputy commander hesitated.

"Don't worry about it for now!" Wen Yanzhao said calmly. "Since General Ye wants to see my medicine man, then let him... see as much as he wants."

The night wind howled, ruffling the stray hairs on his forehead.

What Ye Xiaoying didn't know was that something even more terrifying than the drug-using man awaited him at the Ironthorn Ridge Pass!

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