Chapter 894 Qiao Shefei's Lure the Tiger Away from the Mountain
At the same time, on the other side, where the Daqian baggage train was originally attacked by the Ziming team led by Qiao Shefei, the moonlight was like silver, shining on the devastated battlefield, covering the scorched earth with a faint glow.

Si Yan rode on the Shura Blood Horse, slowly traveling among the ruined baggage train. His figure seemed a little lonely, and the undried blood at the corner of his mouth was particularly glaring under the moonlight.

The warhorse under his crotch seemed to sense his master's fatigue, and its steps were no longer as agile as before.

Yun Xinrou, who still stayed where she was, was commanding the Changlin Guards, busy shuttling around the campfire, trying to rescue the food and supplies that had not been completely destroyed by the Zi Ming team.

Her clothes were covered with dust and sweat, but her eyes were still bright. However, when she looked up and saw Si Yan returning alone with scars on his face, her heart suddenly tightened and the command movement in her hands paused involuntarily.

"Your Majesty! What's wrong with you?"

Yun Xinrou walked over quickly, her tone full of disbelief.

Before she finished speaking, she had already looked Si Yan up and down, and the astonishment in her eyes was quickly replaced by worry.

In her impression, apart from the fact that he suffered a small setback at the hands of Li Cunxiao of the Yellow Turban Army, Si Yan was almost invincible when facing other people. How could she not be shocked when he was in such a state now?
Si Yan shook his head slightly, smiled bitterly, and slowly slid down from the warhorse, his steps slightly staggering.

"I was chasing Qiao Shefei, but I didn't expect that guy to set a trap to lure me deeper into the area, with two ambushes waiting behind me."

"Amiceu and Kufensi, the two thieves in the Yellow Turban Army, were also there. I was surrounded by the three of them and was careless for a moment. That's why I got injured."

He sighed and stuck the Shura Purgatory Halberd in his hand into the ground. The blood-red light of the halberd seemed particularly dim in the night.

Upon hearing this, Yun Xinrou frowned and a hint of worry flashed in her eyes.

She quickly looked at Si Yan and confirmed that although he was injured, his life was safe, which made her feel relieved.

However, Si Yan's next words made her even more confused.

"This is exactly what puzzles me. Qiao She took great pains to lure me out and set up an ambush, but the strength of the three of them is not enough to keep me."

"What on earth is all this trouble for?"

Si Yan pondered for a moment, frowning slightly, as if he was also thinking about this question.

Yun Xinrou also fell into deep thought after hearing this.

Indeed, Qiao Shefei's behavior was too abnormal. If he just wanted to attack the baggage train, why would he go to so much trouble?

What's more, luring out a strong enemy like Si Yan would not do them much good, but might instead expose more troops.

Yun Xinrou frowned slightly, her eyes flickering in the firelight and the moonlight, trying hard to recall every detail of the journey.

From Qiao Shefei leading the Zi Ming team to raid the baggage train in a swaggering manner, to Si Yan being lured into the enemy's deep territory, all of this seemed chaotic, yet seemed to hide some deep meaning.

As the night deepened, the soldiers around the campfire were still busy, but the atmosphere had quietly changed.

Yun Xinrou stood there, her eyes alternating between the firelight and the night, her heart like surging waves, with a myriad of thoughts in her mind.

Why would a peerless commander like Meng Zhang, the "Longxiang Marshal" of the Yellow Turban Army in Luzhou, go to so much trouble to lure them out?

Suddenly, she seemed to have thought of something, her brows furrowed, and a hint of realization flashed in her eyes.

"Lure the tiger away from the mountain! They are trying to lure the tiger away from the mountain!"

Yun Xinrou's voice was a little hurried, but her tone was extremely firm. "They deliberately lured us away, and there were also elite troops from the Changlin Imperial Guards and the Fengming Shesheng Camp. Their real target was our camp!"

She turned and looked at Si Yan, a hint of fear in her eyes.

After hearing this, Si Yan was also stunned, and then a trace of horror flashed in his eyes.

The main camp! That was their base camp, where food, supplies, and troops were all gathered. If it was lost, the consequences would be disastrous.

He clenched his fists suddenly, and a strong sense of self-blame and anger surged in his heart.

"Damn it. I fell into a trap!"

Si Yan gritted his teeth and wanted to turn around and chase after her immediately, but the physical exhaustion and pain from his wounds forced him to suppress this impulse temporarily.

"Xinrou, you stay here and continue to rescue the supplies. I will take the people back to support the camp."

Si Yan acted decisively, endured the discomfort in his body, turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly stopped and looked back at Yun Xinrou.

"No, I will go back with the prince. Although the baggage is important, the camp is our foundation. Besides, we cannot let the prince face the elite of the Yellow Turban Army alone."

"If the target of the commander-in-chief Longxiong is really our main camp, since Li Cunxiao did not appear here, then... he can only be in the main camp!"

"I'm afraid Your Majesty is going alone."

Yun Xinrou shook her head, took a deep breath, and spoke slowly.

Si Yan looked at Yun Xinrou's determined eyes and remained silent.

He knew very well that if Li Cunxiao was really in that camp, then in his current state, if he went to the camp, he would probably just be giving Li Cunxiao his head.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner turmoil, then raised his head and looked into the distance, where he seemed to be able to vaguely see the direction of the camp.

"Okay, let's go together!"

Yun Xinrou nodded, then turned around and began to make arrangements, commanding the Changlin Guards to quickly assemble and prepare to set out and return to the camp immediately.

Several scout teams were dispatched to investigate the whereabouts of the Yellow Turban Army to ensure that the enemy's movements could be grasped as soon as possible.

Inside the camp, the soldiers who were originally busy rescuing supplies now quickly got ready, and the atmosphere quickly became tense and orderly.

As Si Yan and Yun Xinrou led the elite Fengming Shesheng Battalion and Changlin Imperial Guards, they galloped towards the attacked camp like a storm. The wilderness under the night seemed to be torn apart by their eagerness. The sound of horse hooves was deafening, dust was flying, and yellow vortexes were rolled up.

They sped along, the scenery along the way became blurred in the high speed, only the anxiety and uneasiness in their hearts became clearer.

Si Yan pursed his lips tightly, his eyes were as sharp as torches, but he could not hide the worry in his eyes. Yun Xinrou tightly grasped the reins with one hand and gently stroked the sword at her waist with the other hand, revealing a little uneasiness between her brows.

After walking for quite a distance, just as the uneasiness in everyone's hearts was spreading like wildfire and becoming increasingly difficult to contain, a few staggering figures suddenly appeared in front of them. They were ragged, their armor was torn, and they were covered with wounds. It was obvious that they had experienced a fierce battle.

These people were the remnants of the Daqian army who were originally patrolling the periphery. They luckily escaped the fate of being surrounded and annihilated when Li Cunxiao and others raided the camp.

As soon as they saw Si Yan and Yun Xinrou, they fell to their knees like drowning people grabbing at their last straw, crying loudly.

(End of this chapter)