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Chapter 42 Night Raid, The First Battle of the Vanguard Monks

After the soldiers shared their thoughts, the tense atmosphere in the ranks immediately eased considerably.

Li Hu and his men lay in ambush outside the Mongol army camp, waiting quietly.

About fifteen minutes later, Li Hu estimated that Fan Gui should have arrived at the designated location.

He then prepared to lead his team to infiltrate the Mongolian camp.

Their group had only one mission: to create a large enough disturbance to attract the main Mongol army.

Nearly a hundred monks, each a highly skilled martial artist.

They formed teams of ten, divided into about ten squads, and began to quietly infiltrate the Mongol army's camp.

The monks, already skilled in martial arts, underwent a period of professional military training.

At this moment, they all transformed into ghosts in the night, wandering among the Mongol army tents.

Ten highly skilled monks displayed exceptional teamwork.

At this time when normal people are most sleepy, the Mongol soldiers in their tents were attacked and killed in their sleep.

Even so, occasionally one or two soldiers would be awakened.

They often don't even have time to react before being quickly killed by the monk squad.

The operation went exceptionally smoothly.

The Mongols probably never expected that Xiangyang, which had been completely decimated, could still organize such a special offensive.

Because the process went too smoothly, when Li Hu and his group arrived at the Mongol army's stables...

Looking at the thousands of warhorses parked in the stable, Li Hu almost couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"This is truly a stroke of luck!"

With only a hundred or so people, even if they could cause some chaos, it would certainly be extremely limited.

However, releasing these thousands of warhorses would trigger a chain reaction that would be of unimaginable help to their mission.

A cruel glint flashed in Li Hu's eyes as he menacingly commanded his squad:

"Cut all the reins on these horses and set them on fire, the bigger the better. Burn the entire stable down. We'll give these Mongol Tartars a midnight gift."

The monks in the squad became excited after hearing Li Hu's plan.

They knew that if they continued to cause damage, they would eventually be discovered.

Once they are trapped deep within the camp, their fate will surely be death.

However, if these warhorses were to carry out the destruction in their place, their chances of survival would greatly increase.

Seeing the monks who had a chance to survive, they became extremely excited.

They quickly cut the reins and set the fire on fire.

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It was nearly midnight, and apart from a few patrolling Mongol soldiers, most of the soldiers in the camp were fast asleep.

When they were awakened from their dreams by the earth-shaking sound of warhorses' hooves, they ran out of their tents to investigate.

The frightened herd of horses before them surged like a torrent, like a roaring, sweeping wave, instantly engulfing and trampling them under its hooves.

Thousands of frightened warhorses began to trample wildly in the camp, and countless Mongol army tents were instantly destroyed.

Countless sleeping soldiers in the camp died mysteriously under the hooves of horses.

In the darkness, countless Mongol soldiers were trampled to death.

The commotion alerted the entire Mongol camp. Moments later, the sound of drums signaling rallied the troops, and the scattered soldiers began to gather.

Li Hu, who was tasked with disrupting the morale of the army, naturally would not do as they wished.

Under his leadership, the monk squad began setting fires throughout the camp.

The Mongol army tents were engulfed in flames.

In just a short while, the sky south of the entire Mongol army camp was dyed crimson.

The raging flames further agitated the warhorses that were running amok in the camp.

Most of the owners of these warhorses had already died in previous assassinations.

Without the master's commands and constraints.

Fearing the scorching fires of the southern camp, the warhorses began to gallop desperately toward the northern camp.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Li Hu led his team to desperately expand their gains.

Meanwhile, some Mongol generals, after gathering a certain number of soldiers, also began to lead their troops southward toward the camp.

While extinguishing the burning tents, they also restrained the runaway warhorses.

However, due to the sheer number of warhorses, a large number of Mongol soldiers were forced to move south.

Li Hu and his men, clad in Mongol armor, roared battle cries in Mongolian as they rode their warhorses wildly through the camp.

Unable to distinguish friend from foe, the Mongol soldiers, in order to save their lives, began to fight each other in a chaotic manner.

As the chaos escalated, the Mongol army in the south descended into a state of panic.

The Mongol soldiers were all on edge. They would attack anyone who approached them, regardless of whether they were teammates or not.

This effect far exceeded Li Hu's expectations.

When the Mongol general led a large army to suppress the unrest in the south.

Fan Gui, who had been waiting for a long time on the north side of the camp, finally got his chance to make his move.

Taking advantage of the gap in the Mongol army's defenses, Fan Gui, who had been waiting for a long time, led 300 elite warrior monks and charged straight towards the core camp of the Mongol army like a fierce tiger.

At this moment, the goal that Mo Fei had given him kept echoing in his mind.

"Fan Gui, I want you to kill the Mongol commander-in-chief, Ashu. Can you do it?"

Fan Gui led 300 warrior monks, who were armed to the extreme.

Everyone carried a fine steel shield, a hundred-times-forged steel sword, wore chainmail, and had a powerful crossbow hanging from their waist.

He was also equipped with the latest gunpowder weapons developed by Xue Gang.

More than 300 people were as powerful as dragons and tigers.

The Mongol squads they encountered along the way were no match for these warrior monks.

They were all instantly and utterly crushed.

Even the large force that the Yuan Mongol generals sent after realizing how difficult the situation was was blown up by dozens of explosive charges thrown by the warrior monks, causing them to cry out in pain and scatter in disarray.

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