Juxu City.

Inside the big tent, Hu Yanhuan and the middle-aged Confucian scholar were thinking about how to target Lin Zhongyun.

The middle-aged scholar's words made Hu Yanhuan stunned. He looked at him suspiciously and asked, "Fatal danger?"

The middle-aged scholar smiled slightly and did not directly answer his question. Instead, he asked, "Yes, do you think that thief Lin's real target is that city? Under the current situation."

Hu Yanhuan was extremely confident about this question and answered without much thought: "Military Advisor, this is obvious. The bandit Lin must want to take over one of Yandang City and Juxu City.

If these two cities fall into the hands of the rebels, our Beiman's so-called defensive strategy will have a huge loophole."

The middle-aged scholar shook his head, his eyes flashing with contemplation, and said: "What you said is true, but it is just an expression of imagination. Lin Zhongyun has always played by unconventional means, so his move will definitely not be so simple."

Hu Yanhuan frowned, obviously confused. "Military Advisor, what do you mean?"

The middle-aged scholar said slowly, "Then I'm afraid Lin Zhongyun will launch an attack on our five major cities at the same time. In this case, our original plan to recruit each other's aid will inevitably fall apart when everyone is busy with their own affairs."

When Hu Yanhuan heard this, his brows furrowed and he felt vaguely uneasy.

The middle-aged scholar continued to analyze, "Such an offensive by the rebels will surely make us panic, and people will keep asking for help. What do you think the Khan should do then?"

"This..." Hu Yanhuan was stunned and fell into deep thought. Possible scenarios emerged in his mind, and his heart became heavier and heavier.

The middle-aged scholar's voice was still calm and firm: "Under such circumstances, they are attacked from all sides. Even the Khan can't take care of himself, let alone send reinforcements. If other cities don't send reinforcements for a long time, their morale will definitely be weakened and they will be in chaos."

"This……"

Hu Yanhuan's heart beat faster, and he realized that every word the middle-aged Confucian scholar said was very likely to come true.

"If we each go our own way, our original advantages will be gone." The middle-aged scholar continued with a sharp gaze, "Then the rebels only need to concentrate their forces to attack one place and they can easily capture that city.

Hu Yanhuan's expression became more and more solemn. He now finally understood why the military advisor had always attached so much importance to that thief Lin.

If it were just this excuse, if an ordinary person came here, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to see the deep meaning behind it.

This was just a simple deployment of troops, with almost no cost, but it brought the Northern Barbarians to a point where everyone was in danger.

Such a strategy is indeed brilliant.

At this moment, he only felt a chill running down his back.

At this point, they can still hold on, a large part of which is due to the foresight of the military advisor. This is already the best situation.

He didn't even dare to imagine how bad the situation of the Northern Barbarians would have become if there was no military advisor. He was afraid that they would have fallen into the hands of Lin Zhongyun long ago, and the Northern Barbarians would have been completely wiped out.

"As for what happens next, it will become even simpler." The middle-aged scholar added calmly, "Once our Five City Alliance is breached, morale will inevitably plummet. At that time, everything will become uncertain, which also means that we will face a more complicated situation."

Hu Yanhuan took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

He looked up with great admiration at the military advisor in front of him who they had once regarded as an alien. With great hope in his heart, he asked, "Military Advisor, what should we do?"

There was a hint of anxiety in his voice, but he believed that since the military advisor could tell Lin Zhongyun's plan, he must have his own countermeasures.

The middle-aged scholar saw the panic in Hu Yanhuan's heart, patted him on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "General, don't worry, we still have time to prepare. As I said before, Lin Zhongyun's plan is brilliant, but it has a fatal danger."

"Fatal danger!" Hu Yanhuan nodded and took the general's next words to heart.

The middle-aged scholar thought for a moment and continued, "Yes, such a simultaneous attack will inevitably disperse the forces of the rebels and weaken the strength of their various divisions."

"What does the military advisor mean?"

The middle-aged scholar's words were like a bolt of lightning that split Hu Yanhuan's train of thought, and his eyes suddenly brightened. "But has the military advisor ever thought that this is very likely a tactic of the rebel army to make a feint to the east and attack in the west?"

"As you said before, as long as we hold the city firmly, we will be invincible. So, Lin Zhongyun's move could be to lure us to take the initiative to attack?"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar looked at Hu Yanhuan and felt very relieved.

He knew that this once impulsive and reckless young man had now grown into a true general and become thoughtful.

"You are right, but it is said that holding on can only make you invincible, but that is just invincibility."

At this point, he pondered for a moment and continued, "Now, the most important thing for us Northern Barbarians is victory rather than undefeated."

Hearing this, Hu Yanhuan was stunned for a moment, his expression became serious, and he said: "But the military advisor did this..."

“This is the only solution we have at the moment.”

The middle-aged scholar stared at him quietly, his voice extremely calm, "If Lin Zhongyun really does that, it will definitely be a great opportunity for us Northern Barbarians, and we must not miss it."

Hu Yanhuan showed a hint of understanding on his face, and said in a deep voice: "If the enemy pretends to attack our Northern Barbarians, to achieve that effect, they must attack at the same time.

And if that's the case, it's not a feint to the east but an attack to the west. I'm sure the rebels don't have any extra troops to set up an ambush."

Like this?

Hu Yanhuan thought silently for a while, nodded and said: "The military advisor's guess is not unreasonable."

"It must be so."

The middle-aged scholar looked determined and said seriously: "If they hadn't done that, everything would have been much simpler."

"General, from now on we must always be on guard against the rebels' raids and be prepared to provide support at any time." The middle-aged scholar continued, with endless calmness and determination in his voice.

Hu Yanhuan took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with determination: "Pass the order down, all cities will immediately enter a state of combat readiness and must remain on high alert. At the same time, strengthen intelligence work to ensure that the movements of every city are under our control."

Soon, this news spread throughout the entire Juxu City. …

Day two.

The waiting before the storm is the most difficult.

The atmosphere in Yandang City was tense and depressing, and everyone's heart was filled with anxiety and uneasiness.

Seeing that the rebel army stationed outside the city showed no signs of retreating, the defenders in Yandang City were filled with anxiety.

On the city wall, the soldiers gripped their weapons tightly and stared at the enemy camp in the distance, fearing that the enemy would launch an attack at the next moment.

Inside the big tent, generals from all over the country gathered together, their faces filled with worry and anxiety.

Chagan Wuli stood in the center, frowning, his heart filled with heavy pressure. He knew that any wrong decision could lead to the destruction of the entire Northern Barbarians.

"General, why is the rebel army so slow to act?" a general couldn't help but ask, with a hint of anxiety in his voice.

Chagan Wuli frowned, his eyes full of fatigue, and said in a deep voice: "We can't act rashly now. Lin Zhongyun will not act easily. He is waiting for us to reveal a flaw."

He looked down from above, and after taking a look around, he said in a deep voice, "Now they are just biding their time, waiting for us to lose our composure. The more this happens, the more we must not act rashly."

"But we can't just wait like this!" another general said anxiously, "The soldiers in the city are already getting uneasy. If this continues, the morale of the army will surely be weakened."

"Yes, everyone has been on edge during this period. This is not a solution!" Someone immediately took over the conversation and said, "We all understand this, but it's just too frustrating."

"Those rebels are now openly cooking outside. They simply don't take us seriously."

"That's right. We, the Northern Barbarians, have never suffered such humiliation before."

Everyone was talking about it, feeling uneasy and extremely aggrieved. If the rebels attacked the city openly, they would not be afraid at all.

However, now, the look of wanting to attack but not attacking is really hateful.

Seeing that people's emotions were getting more and more heated, Chagan Uli shouted loudly. He knew that if he did not stand up and speak at this time, the army's morale would be in chaos sooner or later.

"That's enough. Everyone, please be patient."

Chagan Wuli's voice was like a heavy hammer, instantly suppressing the noise of the crowd. He took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and said in a deep voice: "The military advisor has sent a message earlier, and we will have a big action soon. Now all we need to do is wait--!"

"What are you waiting for?" A general shouted angrily, "We have been waiting for such a long time. Do we have to keep waiting like this?"

Chagan Wuli's eyes were calm and firm. He knew that a strong voice was needed to stabilize the army's morale. He said slowly, "Generals, I know that everyone is filled with anxiety and uneasiness, but please believe that the military advisor's decision was made after careful consideration."

He paused and continued, "Just now, the scouts sent news that the rebels are already mobilizing their troops and are likely to attack our five cities at the same time. What we need to do now is to hold our cities and wait for the best opportunity."

After hearing this, everyone fell silent, with complex emotions flashing in their eyes. They knew that Chagan Wuli was right, but the anxiety and uneasiness in their hearts were still difficult to calm down.

Chagan Wuli looked at every general and soldier present with a sharp gaze. He knew that a strong voice was needed to stabilize the army's morale. He continued, "Now you are shouting here one by one. If something goes wrong when the rebel army attacks the city later, don't blame me for being ruthless."

His words were like a bucket of cold water, instantly extinguishing everyone's anger and anxiety. Everyone understood that this was the final warning, and any slackness or panic could lead to the destruction of the entire Northern Barbarians.

Chagan Wuli took a deep breath and said in a deep and powerful voice: "Pass the order down, everyone should immediately enter a state of combat readiness and be sure to remain on high alert. At the same time, strengthen the defense of the city walls to ensure that no corner is overlooked."

The generals nodded and began to divide their work to prepare for the coming storm. Although they were still full of anxiety and uneasiness, everyone knew that this was a challenge they had to face.

Chagan Wuli watched the crowd gradually disperse, and he felt uneasy. He knew that stabilizing the morale of the army was only the first step, and the days ahead would be even more difficult. He turned and walked towards the big tent, thinking about the next arrangements.

After entering the tent, Chagan Wuli immediately summoned his confidant who was in charge of food and fodder. He knew that food and fodder were the key to the entire battle situation, and any negligence could lead to serious consequences.

"What's the situation with food and fodder?" Chagan Uli asked in a deep voice, with a hint of anxiety in his eyes.

The confidant in charge of food and fodder replied respectfully: "General, the food and fodder reserves are sufficient at present. Not long ago, we received news from the rear that food will be delivered soon."

Chagan Wuli nodded, feeling a little relieved. "Okay, make sure the food and grass are safe and well-supplied, and report any problems immediately."

"Yes, Khan." The confidant nodded in agreement and turned to leave.

Chagan Wuli looked at his back, still feeling a heavy pressure in his heart. He knew that although the food and grass problem was temporarily solved, the next battle would be more difficult.

As night fell, the atmosphere in Yandang City became increasingly tense.

……

At the same time, Lin Zhongyun outside the city was also paying close attention to Chagan Wuli's movements. Just as he predicted, Li Zhongwu and others had already arrived at several other cities in Beiman, and now they were just waiting for his order to launch a general attack.

Lin Zhongyun stood outside the tent, looking deeply in the direction of Yandang City. Under the cover of night, the torches on the city wall flickered faintly, as if silently telling the tense atmosphere in the city. His heart was filled with complex emotions, both anticipation for the upcoming victory and caution for the unknown variables.

"General, Yuan Jingxin has brought news." A personal soldier stepped forward and reported in a low voice.

Lin Zhongyun nodded slightly and signaled his personal guard to bring Yuan Jingxin in. Soon, a thin middle-aged man walked into the tent with a hint of excitement and nervousness on his face.

"General, the baggage has arrived." Yuan Jingxin said in a low voice, his eyes flashing with excitement.

Lin Zhongyun was excited when he heard the news. He knew that this meant that his secret weapon was in place and the time was finally ripe. He took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and said in a deep voice: "Very good, thank you for your hard work."

Yuan Jingxin smiled slightly, with a hint of pride in his eyes. "General, everything is ready now, just waiting for your order."

Lin Zhongyun nodded, his eyes flashing with determination. He knew that this battle would determine the direction of the entire war, and he must win in this crucial battle.

"Pass the order down, and launch a general attack tomorrow morning." Lin Zhongyun said in a deep voice, with endless strength and determination in his voice. (End of this chapter)