Launch the All-Out Attack Now!

Inside the Little Leaf Tribe camp, the atmosphere in the Wolf Tribe was extremely oppressive. Xueya stood in the camp, staring intently at the people and horses constantly gathering outside. Each arriving team felt like a Jushi pressing down on his heart.

"Nine hundred... no, it's over nine hundred." Yexiao's voice rang in Xueya's ear, filled with undisguised anxiety. "Chief, that's the banner of the Hundred Crafts Tribe... they've come too."

Shichui spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva. "These cowards, they dare to join in the fun!"

The leaders of the Wolf Tribe gathered in the camp, their faces grim. Just a few days ago, they were still basking in the euphoria of their consecutive victories, having scared away the Marsh Tribe, conquered the Green Grain Tribe, and utterly defeated the Fish Tribe. It seemed that they had no rivals in the entire land.

In the blink of an eye, they were like besieged wild beasts, firmly trapped in this small camp by nearly a thousand allied troops.

"Yesterday..." Xueya's voice was hoarse, "Yesterday, when Jianshi first arrived, we still had over four hundred people. If we had recklessly broken through then..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but everyone understood what he meant. Yesterday, the Wolf Tribe still had over eighty cavalry and more than three hundred infantry. If they had fought to the death, at least half of them could have broken through the encirclement. But now?

Yexiao pointed to the tight encirclement outside the camp, his voice urgent. "Chief, we can't hesitate any longer! Wait until nightfall, then we'll break out! We'll head northeast and disappear into those mountains!"

Following the direction he pointed, everyone looked and saw a dense forest stretching seven or eight miles northeast of the camp. Further away was a forest that extended all the way to the branch of High Pointed Mountain. The terrain there was complex, and once you went in, it would be difficult for the pursuers to find you.

But the cost was also heavy.

"If we really have to escape there," Shichui gritted his teeth, "I'm afraid not many of us will make it to High Pointed Mountain."

"But if we stay trapped here, more troops might arrive!" Yexiao countered. "Tomorrow at dawn, they'll swarm in, and none of us might escape!"

Xueya remained silent, looking at the densely packed figures outside the camp, a sense of powerlessness he had never felt before welling up inside him.

"Wait until nightfall," he finally spoke, his voice low and deep. "Once it's completely dark, we'll break out from the northeast. The cavalry will lead the way, followed closely by the infantry. No one is allowed to fall behind; anyone who falls behind will die."

Outside the camp, inside the makeshift command tent erected by the allied forces, tribal leaders gathered. Jianshi center, declared, "The Wolf Tribe has recently been raiding and slaughtering tribes, abducting able-bodied men. Every tribe in this land has suffered greatly at their Wolf Tribe." Jianshi's voice, though not loud, carried clearly to everyone's ears. "Now, they are surrounded. This time, we must completely eradicate this scourge of the Wolf Tribe."

As soon as he finished speaking, a chorus of agreement erupted inside the tent.

"Yes! We can't let them get away!" Julang was the first to stand up, his eyes bloodshot. "The lives of three hundred elite soldiers of my Fish Tribe must be repaid with the heads of Xueya!"

Shinian from the Green Grain Tribe also had red eyes. "Our tribe... our tribe's camp was burned down, our people were killed, our women were kidnapped... this time we must wipe out the Wolf Tribe on the other side!"

The long poles of the Shuize tribe, the dart heads of the Taoyan tribe, the stone axes of the Baigong tribe, the hunting dogs of the beast-taming tribe... Each leader's face is filled with hatred. These tribes have all suffered losses at the hands of the Wolf tribe.

Jianshi raised his hand, signaling everyone to be quiet. He looked at Yan, who nodded in understanding, and then raised a more pressing issue. "Everyone, we must act quickly. The Wolf Tribe won't just sit and wait for us to slaughter them. I suspect they might try to stall until nightfall and break out under cover of darkness."

"Then what are we waiting for!" Julang shouted urgently, "Let's attack now!"

"A direct assault on the camp would also result in significant losses for us," Yan calmly analyzed. "Moreover, although the Little Leaf Tribe's camp is rudimentary, it is at least protected by wooden fences, so a direct assault would take time."

He paused, then suggested, "Fire attack! Use fire! It can quickly destroy their defenses and minimize our casualties, but that would destroy the Little Leaf Tribe's camp!"

Upon hearing the plan, everyone fell silent instantly. They all looked seriously at a middle-aged man sitting in the corner— Huangye, the leader of the Little Leaf Tribe. He was one of the dozen or so representatives from small tribes recruited by the Fish Tribe and was now nervously rubbing his hands.

Huangye certainly didn't want his home to be burned down. Although Little Leaf Tribe was just a small tribe, it was a place where hundreds of people had lived for a long time, and every thatched hut was soaked with the sweat of the tribesmen.

Julang was the first to stand up and walk up to Huangye: "Chief Huangye Leaf, rest assured! After annihilating the Wolf Tribe, our Fish Tribe will definitely help you rebuild your camp! I, Julang, keep my word!"

Shinian, who had escaped from the Green Grain Tribe, patted his chest and said, "Count us in! Our home was just destroyed by the Wolf Tribe Green Grain Tribe, we know what that feels like. After the war, we'll contribute our manpower and resources to help you rebuild!"

The leaders of various tribes, such as the Changgāo of the Marsh Tribe and the Biaotou of the Pottery Salt Tribe, expressed their opinions, whether out of a sense of morality, to appease Huangye, or out of genuine sympathy for the plight of this small tribe.

Looking into the sincere eyes around him, Huangye finally nodded slowly. "The Wolf Tribe is the enemy of all of us... As long as we can eliminate them, the camp... the camp can be burned down, our Little Leaf Tribe is willing to cooperate."

Once a consensus was reached, Jianshi Shi immediately began deployment. "Pottery Salt Tribe, you are responsible for collecting dry grass and firewood, and launching a fire attack from the left side of the camp; Hundred Crafts Tribe, you are responsible for the right side; Fish Tribe, you lead your men to circle around to the rear of the camp."

He looked at the tribal leaders. "Once the fire starts, the Wolf Tribe will inevitably break out through the main gate. The Fire Tribe's infantry will be deployed at the main gate, with the Beast Taming Tribe assisting. Our cavalry will be divided into two teams: one led by Flame, ready to pursue at any time; the other led by Yingmu, to ambush them in the northeast to prevent them from escaping into the mountains."

"Remember," Jianshi emphasized, "the Wolf Tribe cavalry are the primary targets, especially Xueya and those leaders. They must not be allowed to escape!"

The order was quickly relayed, and the warriors of each tribe immediately sprang into action. Everyone knew that this was the best opportunity to completely annihilate the Wolf Tribe.

Inside the Little Leaf Tribe's camp, the Wolf Tribe warriors were taking the time to rest and eat, conserving their strength for the breakout that night. Xueya had already relayed the breakout plan: after dark, the cavalry would lead the way, followed closely by the infantry, with everyone carrying only weapons and a small amount of dry rations for a lightly armed breakout.

However, soon, something unusual happened outside the camp.

"Chief! Look over there!" the sentry on the watchtower suddenly shouted.

Xueya rushed forward and looked in the direction the sentry pointed—to the left of the camp, warriors from the Pottery Salt Tribe were carrying large bundles of dry grass and firewood, rapidly approaching the camp.

"They're going to set it on fire!" Yexiao Owl cried out.

Almost simultaneously, alarms sounded from the right and rear – the teams from the Hundred Crafts Tribe and the Fish Tribe were doing the same thing.

"We can't wait until dark!" Shichui exclaimed urgently, "We have to get out of here now!"

Xueya's face was ashen. He knew that once the fire started, the entire camp would be engulfed in flames, and at that point, not only would breaking out be impossible, but even survival would be difficult.

"All cavalry, mount up!" Xueya roared hoarsely. "Infantry, follow behind! Charge through the main gate! Only by breaking through will we have a chance to survive!"

Chaos erupted within the Wolf Tribe's camp. The cavalrymen frantically searched for their horses, while the infantrymen grabbed weapons haphazardly and surged toward the main gate.

At that moment, fires broke out on three sides of the camp simultaneously. In the dry autumn, the camp, built of grass and wood, was instantly turned into a sea of fire. The flames spread rapidly in the wind, thick smoke billowed, and the heat was oppressive.

"Charge!" Xueya led his men out of the camp's main gate.

Outside the gate, they were greeted by the Fire Tribe's well-prepared infantry formation. One hundred Fire Tribe infantrymen were arranged in three ranks, with more than thirty men in each rank. They mounted four- or five-meter-long wooden spears on their shields. As soon as the Wolf Tribe members rushed out of the camp, they ran headlong into this "hedgehog wall." The men at the front were pierced by the spears and fell with screams. Meanwhile, the spear throwers from the Fire Tribe seized the opportunity, and Shimao rained down like raindrops.

"Go around to the sides! Don't charge straight into their spear formation!" Xueya roared.

He led his cavalry around the spear formation from both sides, and Xueya no longer paid attention to the infantry.

"Go! To the northeast!" Xueya no longer hesitated, leading his cavalry as they galloped towards the northeastern mountains.

"Chase!" Yan had been waiting for a long time and led a hundred cavalrymen in hot pursuit.

The Wolf Tribe's dwarf horses were stolen from various tribes, while the Fire Tribe cavalry led by Yan rode superior dwarf horses traded from the northern "Horse Tribe," which were superior in both speed and endurance.

Not long after they started their pursuit, Yan and his men had already caught up with the Wolf Tribe.

"Tujiu!" Xueya roared without turning his head, "You take thirty men and cover our retreat!"

Tujiu's face turned deathly pale instantly, but he dared not disobey orders. This cavalry leader, who had been defeated by Yan once before, led thirty riders to turn their horses around in an attempt to block the pursuers.

Yan and his cavalry didn't even slow down. After two charges, Tujiu and his thirty cavalrymen were all knocked off their horses. Tujiu himself was also pierced in the chest by Yan's spear. When he fell off his horse, his eyes were still full of disbelief—he didn't expect that he would die so quickly and so easily.

Yan left ten cavalrymen to clean up the battlefield and gather the horses, while he led the rest of the cavalry to continue the pursuit.

Ahead, Xueya continued his escape with the remaining cavalry, while another cavalry unit appeared like a ghost— Yingmu's hundred cavalry, who had been waiting there for a long time.

With ambushes ahead and pursuers behind, Xueya looked at the cavalry around him and his exhausted subordinates, and a sense of despair welled up in his heart.

Xueya gritted his teeth, pulled out his bone knife, and roared, "Brothers! Surrender means death! Fight! Only by charging into the mountains can we survive!"

"Let's fight!" Yexiao, Shichui, and other leaders also turned red-eyed and launched a final charge with Xueya.

Yingmu offered no direct resistance, so the cavalry were ordered to clear the front and harass the Fire Tribe cavalry's Shimao and slings rained down on the Wolf Tribe cavalry, and every few meters, someone would fall from their horse.

When Xueya finally charged into the edge of the forest, he was left with only a dozen or so riders. He, Yexiao, Shichui, and the others were all wounded, and their mounts had reached their limits.

"Dismount! Go into the woods!" Xueya was the first to jump off his horse and disappear into the dense forest without looking back.

Yexiao, Shichui, and the others followed closely behind, quickly disappearing into the dense Forest Wood.

When Yingmu, Julang, Biaotou, Kaishan Jiangsheng, and Reins arrived, they only saw warhorses exhausted and collapsed on the ground, and a few wounded cavalrymen who could no longer run.

"Damn it!" After hacking down the cavalrymen, Julang, finding no Xueya, kicked a tree trunk in anger. "Xueya got away again!"

The leader of the escort dismounted and checked the traces. "They have entered the forest. It is getting dark and we cannot catch up."

The Jiangsheng said resentfully, "If only we had brought a dog!"

Yan arrived with the remaining cavalry. Looking at the dark, dense forest, he knew it was impossible to pursue them tonight. He turned to the others and said, "Let's go back first. The battle at the camp should be over by now."

When Yan and the others returned to the Little Leaf Tribe's camp, the battle was basically over. The camp was still on fire, but the fire had been brought under control. More than 300 corpses lay scattered outside the camp, mostly infantrymen from the Wolf Tribe.

Jianshi was directing the cleanup of the battlefield when he saw Yan return. He greeted him, "Where's Xueya?"

"They got away." Yan gave a brief report on the pursuit, "They took Yexiao, Shichui, and a few other leaders and disappeared into the mountains to the northeast. It was too dark, so we couldn't catch them."

Jianshi paused for a moment, then nodded. "To annihilate their main force is already a great victory. Even if Xueya runs back to High Pointed Mountain, he won't be able to cause any significant trouble for the time being."

He looked at the burning camp, a complex mix of emotions welling up inside him. In this battle, the allied forces had won a great victory, the main force of the Wolf Tribe had been annihilated, and this land could finally regain peace for the time being.

But Xueya escaped; that cruel, cunning, and ambitious Wolf Tribe leader, like a venomous snake, slithered into the depths of the mountains and forests.

Jianshi knew that as long as Xueya was alive, the threat from the Wolf Tribe was not completely eliminated. He looked towards the dark forest to the northeast, a trace of worry flashing in his eyes.