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Upon entering the city, Lin Ting brought Lin Feng to his residence and arranged a banquet. The two sat around an antique wooden table, enjoying several signature dishes accompanied by a jug of fine wine. As Lin Feng savored the delicious food, he engaged in light-hearted conversation with Lin Ting, creating a warm and pleasant atmosphere.
After they had eaten their fill, Lin Ting personally led Lin Feng to a clean and tidy guest room, advising him to rest well and recharge for the journey ahead. Gratefully nodding, Lin Feng lay down on the bed and quickly drifted off to sleep.
The night passed without incident, and the next morning, sunlight streamed through the window, warming Lin Feng's face. He stretched lazily and, after washing up, stepped out of the room with renewed vigor. At this time, the team he led had already gathered outside the city, eagerly awaiting his arrival.
The group was clad in matching black uniforms, wielding various weapons, each member exuding confidence and authority. Lin Feng surveyed them with satisfaction; with a wave of his hand, he shouted, "Let’s set off!" The team marched forward with synchronized and powerful strides, setting out from Tongguan.
As they passed through Tongguan, following their pre-established plan, Lin Feng led the team at a brisk pace. The sound of hooves echoed through the air, raising clouds of dust. However, as they progressed along the road, the surrounding scenery began to change. The once lush trees became sparse, replaced by vast stretches of grassland and desert. The autumn wind howled past them, stirring up swirling sands that stung their faces.
This harsh environment surprised Lin Feng, yet he showed no sign of retreat. On the contrary, he gazed resolutely ahead, urging his steed to quicken its pace. Behind him, the entire team surged forward like a black tide, bravely advancing toward the distant northern desert.
Three days passed in relentless travel; frustratingly, they had only covered a mere mile. It was important to note that they were still on the outskirts of Jing Kingdom, far from its core area! Everyone understood that as they moved closer to Jing Kingdom's center, the dangers they faced would only increase.
Finally, on the fourth day, as the team struggled through a valley, soldiers responsible for scouting ahead hurried back to report: "General! There’s a significant discovery at the valley entrance!"
Hearing this news, Lin Feng's spirit lifted, and he quickly asked, "What have you discovered? Speak quickly!"
The soldier, panting heavily, replied, "Sir, I have learned that there are several tents at the entrance of the valley. From a distance, it appears that someone has set up camp there."
From what I observed, they don't seem to be enemy troops but rather a group of Yuan Mu stationed in that area.
"Yuan Mu?" Lin Feng furrowed his brow slightly, questioning with confusion, "Are you sure? Can you confirm they are not enemy troops in disguise? How many of them are there?"
After taking a moment to catch his breath, the soldier continued, "General, I can see clearly; it shouldn't be a mistake. Roughly estimated, there are about two thousand people there, including women and children."
Upon hearing the soldier's report, Lin Feng began to ponder.
He could roughly determine that this was merely a small-scale tribe. What puzzled him was why these Yuan Mu would choose to camp in such a perilous location.
Did they not realize that they could be caught in the crossfire at any moment?
After a moment of contemplation, Lin Feng decisively ordered, "Let's go and take a look at the situation. Also, send someone to invite General Lu."
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