"Lord Bai's brilliant scheme brought peace to the realm-he lost the Eastern Capital and his soldiers as well!"
During the fourth watch, beneath the newly emerged moonlight, waves of orderly shouting suddenly pierced the vast, chaotic battlefield. Almost everyone noticed the commotion to the northwest and naturally heard those words.
"The Exorcising the Dragon Gang has pulled it off tonight?!" Hearing laughter mixed into the shouts, Wang Chenkuo turned in his saddle before the Exorcising the Dragon Army's former main camp, a long saber in hand, his face full of astonishment. "That easily?"
"The Exorcising the Dragon Army is impressive. We had barely marched out before they committed their main force to pass through our position, and they've already charged halfway through the camp." Beside him, the Youzhou general Zhao Bazhu was equally astonished, but his attention lay elsewhere entirely. "No wonder their main camp was empty. They must have left beforehand and waited to the north to see where a gap appeared."
Wang Chenkuo nodded, glanced at him, and abruptly asked, "Will you go back to reinforce your camp, General Zhao?"
Zhao Bazhu paused, then suddenly started. He wheeled his horse around in the firelight and asked in return, "What do you mean, Commandant Wang?"
"I mean, why not return to your camp and catch them between your force and the other Youzhou troops inside? I'll set fire to the rebels' camp, then join you." Wang Chenkuo held his great saber across him and spoke with conviction. "You know the camp, General Zhao, so you can go first. Once I start a fire here, that will alarm the Exorcising the Dragon rebels too."
Zhao Bazhu fell silent for a moment, then turned toward the Eastern Capital Army's main camp across the river and inexplicably asked, "Commandant Wang, you command