Atop the cliff.
Countless Yue People gathered at the edge.
They looked down at the haystack below, then at Deng Xiu and Chen Tong, who had stood up, dusted off their backsides, and fled as though nothing had happened. Bewilderment filled their faces.
Originally, this had been an overt trap that could not possibly fail.
Yet who could have guessed that, in the end, they seemed to be the ones caught in it?
Like a pack of fools, they had let someone rescue a prisoner from the midst of their army.
Even more inconceivably, all eighty-odd men guarding him had been killed.
The men leading troops to surround and crush the enemy here were the King of Luoyue, the King of Ouyue, the King of Nanyue, the King of Yangyue, and the King of Wuyue.
In other words, all five kings of Baiyue were present.
After all, they considered this a scheme aimed at Great Shang's entire Southern Campaign army, with success all but guaranteed. If any leader failed to attend, there was no need to think twice: he would receive no share of the spoils.
The King of Nanyue was responsible for this section of the ambush. His face burned with anger. The succulent meat already in his grasp had flown away.
After all the trouble of laying a net that covered heaven and earth, a few sparrows had actually snatched away the bait inside it?!
The five kings of Yue had always hoped to find an opportunity to counterattack Great Shang.
So, after Deng Xiu fell into their ambush, they immediately brought their armies to surround him. This was a golden opportunity.
Who could have imagined that their killing move would vanish just like that?
The more the King of Nanyue thought about it, the angrier he became.