"No matter what, Daqian's final bottom line is Handu. If the Khan does not send reinforcements, our plan will immediately reach Lin Zhongyun's ears." Yuan Chenghuan's voice was sonorous and powerful, and every word was as hard as iron, striking Chagan Uli's heart.

Chagan Wuli was furious when he heard this. The thing he was most worried about had finally happened. He was worried that Daqian would go all out and leak the plan, and now Yuan Chenghuan said so.

Since Yuan Chenghuan dared to say this, he must have consulted Liu Wulie in advance, and this was Liu Wulie's attitude. If Daqian was really pushed into a corner, it would be a loss.

For now, the demise of Daqian is not good news for the Northern Barbarians, and it is likely to put them in a greater crisis.

He pondered for a moment, thinking about the current situation.

Although Yuan Chenghuan's words were harsh, he had no intention of falling out with Daqian right away. The most important thing now was to stabilize the army and not let the situation get out of control.

He took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and said slowly: "General Yuan, I have heard your words. You are right, now is not the time for us to fight among ourselves. For the sake of Daqian and the future of Beiman, I have decided to send troops to support Pengcheng."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Chenghuan's expression eased a little, and the huge rock in his heart finally fell.

Then, Chagan Wuli suddenly changed the subject, his tone heavy with a hint of majesty: "Although this Khan can support Daqian regardless of past grudges, he will be punished for his crimes, but the death penalty can be avoided. Come, give General Yuan thirty lashes to serve as a warning to others."

Several guards immediately stepped forward and pinned Yuan Chenghuan to the ground. Yuan Chenghuan did not resist, as he knew that this was a warning and a lesson from Chagan Wuli. He gritted his teeth and endured the pain of each blow, after all, his mission had been accomplished.

Every blow from the board was like a sledgehammer hitting his back, and blood seeped through his clothes, but his eyes remained firm, without any wavering.

After thirty strokes of the cane, Yuan Chenghuan was covered in blood, but he still stood up firmly and bowed deeply to Chagan Uli: "Thank you for your teachings, Great Khan. I hope you can keep your word."

Chagan Wuli nodded and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, since I promised you, I will definitely do it. Pass the order down and prepare reinforcements immediately. Make sure to rush to Pengcheng in the shortest possible time."

Seeing this, Yuan Chenghuan was relieved to be helped down. He knew that although he had suffered, it was worth it, and the soldiers and people of Pengcheng would have more hope because of his efforts.

After Yuan Chenghuan left, the anger on Chagan Uli's face disappeared, replaced by a look of coldness.

He turned his head to look at the middle-aged scholar beside him, and said in a stern tone, "This Yuan Chenghuan is really bold. If it weren't for the current situation, I would have killed him on the spot."

The middle-aged scholar nodded slightly and said solemnly: "The Khan is right. Yuan Chenghuan's courage and determination are indeed admirable, but it is precisely because of this that we should be more careful in dealing with it."

"It's a pity that such a patient person is extremely loyal to Daqian. Sooner or later, he will become our enemy."

Chagan Wuli smiled coldly, with a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes. "If that's the case, Daqian can't stay. We can send troops to Tongzhou Reservoir now. We must take control of Tongzhou Reservoir as soon as possible, otherwise something unexpected will happen."

The middle-aged scholar nodded in agreement. He also understood that the plan had reached the most critical moment and absolutely could not allow any mistakes. He immediately turned around and left to arrange the mobilization of troops and specific actions.

Chagan Wuli looked at the middle-aged scholar's back and prayed in his heart that this operation would go smoothly. He knew that the future of the Northern Barbarians and the fate of Daqian depended on this line.

No matter what, he had to ensure that the Northern Barbarians were invincible in this war.

……

In Pengcheng, as the rebel army approaches, the situation becomes increasingly tense.

However, Guo Huaicheng, who was standing on the city wall, had an increasingly solemn expression on his face, and his hands were clenched tightly in his sleeves.

"What exactly is this rebel army planning?" His brows furrowed deeper and deeper. He saw that the rebel army's huge tower vehicles and huge barracks were surrounded outside the city, and several hours had passed without any further action.

According to the previous rebel style, they always bombarded with the most powerful firepower first, and then launched an attack with the entire army to fight quickly without any delay.

But why are they just standing there like this and not moving?

Isn't he afraid that Daqian's reinforcements will arrive? Or that the Northern Barbarians will outflank them from behind at this time?

For a moment, looking at the inactive rebels, he was a little confused about what Lin Zhongyun was up to.

"General, what's going on with this rebel army?" The deputy general at the side looked at everything in front of him. He was already exhausted after being on edge for several hours. "Are they deliberately draining our spirits here? Are they going to give us a thundering blow when we can't hold on any longer?"

He had thought about the deputy general's concerns before, but he quickly shook his head and denied them, "Impossible, with the fighting power of the rebels, there is no need to do this? And doing so will do more harm than good. Once our rebels arrive, it will be even more difficult for them to capture Pengcheng. This is not worth the loss."

"Then General, what exactly is the rebel army planning?" After hearing what Guo Huaicheng said, the deputy general felt even more confused and uneasy.

Guo Huaicheng was also confused. He knew that Lin Zhongyun was always cunning, but his behavior this time was really unpredictable.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner anxiety, and said in a deep voice: "No matter what they plan now, time is on our side after all."

He nodded slightly, and after a moment's silence, he said in a cold voice: "Pass the order down, tell everyone to cheer up. As long as we hold on for a while, the reinforcements sent by His Majesty will be safe when they arrive in Pengcheng."

Upon hearing this, the deputy general immediately responded and went to convey the order. Guo Huaicheng continued to stand on the tower, staring at the rebels outside the city with a sharp gaze.

He knew that the crucial moment of the battle was approaching and he had to remain calm and not be fooled by any tricks of the enemy.

Time passed minute by minute, and there was still no movement from the rebels outside the city.

Guo Huaicheng became increasingly uneasy, and he began to suspect that Lin Zhongyun was plotting a bigger conspiracy. He turned to his trusted confidant and said, "Send someone to closely monitor the movements of the rebels, and report any abnormalities immediately."

The confidant took the order and left, while Guo Huaicheng continued to pace back and forth on the city wall, constantly thinking about various possible situations in his mind.

He knew that as the defender of Pengcheng, he could not relax at all and had to remain vigilant at all times. However, Lin Zhongyun never played by the rules, so there must be a huge conspiracy behind such an unusual move.

But what exactly is this conspiracy? Does he really want to wait for their reinforcements to arrive before launching an attack?
……

Just when Guo Huaicheng was filled with anxiety, the rebel camp was peaceful.

"Your Highness, Liu Wulie can't sit still anymore and is sending reinforcements to Pengcheng." Yuan Jingxin said standing aside, with a hint of pride in his tone. Now the reactions of Daqian and Beiman are all within their expectations, and their plans are progressing steadily.

Hearing this news, Lin Zhongyun smiled, not very surprised, "Very good, everything is under our control.

Now that we have attracted the attention of Daqian and Beiman to Pengcheng, our chances of a surprise attack on Miyun City have increased a bit."

As he spoke, he slowly stood up, walked to the map, and gently tapped the location of Miyun City with his fingers, making a staggered sound.

His eyes also became sharp. He understood that Miyun Reservoir was the last trump card of Daqian and Beiman, and also their lifeline.

Only by controlling the Miyun Reservoir can they completely reverse the entire situation and become invincible.

For the Northern Barbarians, the Miyun Reservoir cannot be lost, but the same is true for them as well.

He slowly looked around at the people present, and said in a deep voice, "The importance of Miyun Reservoir is self-evident. Once the gates are opened to release water, it will not only be our righteous army that will suffer, but also nearly one million innocent people in Daqian."

"The people are in trouble, what guilt have they committed?"

He turned to Li Zhongwu and said, "Now let's follow the original plan. You will lead the Wudang Flying Army and set off immediately. We must seize control of the Miyun Reservoir before the Northern Barbarians open the sluice gates to release water."

Li Zhongwu immediately stood up, clasped his fists and said, "Don't worry, Your Highness, I will definitely fulfill your mission."

He knew the importance of this battle to the rebel army and the entire world, so he did not dare to be careless at all.

Lin Zhongyun nodded, his eyes full of determination, "Remember, this operation must be quick and covert, and we must not let Daqian and Beiman know of our intentions. Only in this way can we achieve the greatest victory in the shortest time."

Although the rebel army now has over a million people, the lack of 50,000 or 60,000 troops will not be easily discovered by Daqian and Beiman.

But now the whole Yangzhou is in chaos, and there are spies disguised as refugees everywhere, so we must not take it lightly.

"Please rest assured, Your Highness. I will prepare immediately. When it gets dark, we will set out under cover of night." Li Zhongwu nodded heavily and left immediately after receiving the order.

Looking at Li Zhongwu's departing back, Lin Zhongyun seemed to be thinking about something. He could only feel at ease if he handed over such matters to Li Zhongwu.

As for Pengcheng in front, Daqian is hoping that they will delay the pace of the attack at this moment and will definitely not take the initiative to cause trouble.

Even if they were suspicious and realized that there was something unusual behind this, what could they do? By the time they reacted, it was too late.

Before I knew it, a day had passed.

As night came, the inky darkness swallowed up all the colors between heaven and earth, except for the flickering candlelight hanging on the city wall, which was still flickering unpredictably.

The wind hummed softly in the night, as if playing a prelude to what was about to happen.

Li Zhongwu stood in front of the city gate, wearing a black cloak, looking resolutely into the distance. Behind him, the soldiers of the Wudang Flying Army lined up in an orderly manner, each with a solemn expression, ready to meet the upcoming mission.

These were the Wu Dang Flying Army that they had carefully trained. Every member of them was the elite among the elite, selected from hundreds of miles away, and their combat power was absolutely unmatched by ordinary infantry.

What made him most satisfied was the crossbows carried by this troop. Although light, their power was much greater than that of ordinary feather arrows and could easily penetrate armor and kill people.

More importantly, this unit has always been a secret in the rebel army and has never fought a major battle. He believes that this elite force under his command can definitely break the undefeated legend of the Northern Barbarian Cavalry and shock the world.

"Let's go!" Li Zhongwu gave an order, and the Wudang Flying Army quickly left the city under the cover of night and headed towards the Miyun Reservoir.

Since most of Hanzhou is now under their control, and he had sent out scouts to explore the road in advance during the day to ensure that there were no enemy spies ahead.

Along the way, he remained highly alert, knowing that the success or failure of this mission would directly affect the direction of the entire war, and any negligence could lead to disastrous consequences.

The soldiers of the Wu Dang Flying Army were all agile and moved as lightly as cats. They marched in the dark and made almost no sound.

A low bird call was heard ahead, a signal from the scouts that they were safe. Li Zhongwu nodded slightly, signaling the troops to continue moving forward.

Even if there are spies, they can hardly escape the eyes of the Wu Dang Flying Army. You must know that what the Wu Dang Flying Army is best at is crossing mountains and rivers and carrying out assassinations.

Every soldier of the Wu Dang Flying Army is an elite who has undergone rigorous training. Their poison arrows are extremely accurate and almost no enemy can survive their assassination.

Suddenly, the scout in front made a warning sound from a bird's cry, and Li Zhongwu immediately signaled the troops to stop.

Someone immediately came to report, "General, we spotted a few suspicious people ahead!"

Li Zhongwu smiled disdainfully, a hint of coldness appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he ordered in a cold voice: "Who else but a spy is still hanging out outside at this time of night?"

"Have them act immediately and make sure there are no spies within the first ten miles of the army's march, no matter what."

"Yes!"

The spy nodded heavily and immediately notified the scouts ahead.

As soon as the scouts in the front received the order, they immediately took out the crossbows in their arms. They were the Wu Dang Flying Army, and they had no idea how many times they had practiced shooting movements like this in their daily lives, and it had already become their muscle memory.

They were seen slowly approaching the spy's hiding place. After confirming the target, the poisonous arrows that had been strung long ago flashed a few cold flashes in the dark night and accurately hit the enemy spy, who was unable to even utter a scream.

Li Zhongwu nodded in satisfaction and shouted to everyone in a low voice: "Everyone, cheer up. There will be many things like this tonight."

As he finished speaking, the entire army once again began to march in secret. In the dark night, the cold wind howled continuously, even drowning out the sound of their light footsteps and occasional whispers. (End of this chapter)