Love Lock

Chapter 119 Chaos in the Camp
Han Lei had no time to pay attention to Hua Tianyou's nervousness; her mind was entirely focused on Zhao Zun.

She admitted that her feelings for Zhao Zun were not very deep. She was usually busy with her business and rarely even thought about Zhao Zun.

But now that Zhao Zun's life was at stake, she felt an inexplicable anxiety, as if she was about to lose something most precious.

Han Lei rode her motorcycle, shouting in the night wind, "How much further?"

Upon hearing this, Pingchuan craned his neck and looked ahead at the lamplight. In the darkness, he carefully discerned the scene before him.

"That's Niuwei Slope. This official road is wide and is a must-pass for the Turkic army. If the prince and his men are going to set up an ambush, they will definitely choose to do so from behind Niuwei Slope."

Pingchuan pointed to the hillside not far ahead and answered loudly.

He had followed Zhao Zun for many years and was very familiar with the terrain within a hundred miles of the North Gate.

Upon hearing this, Han Lei looked down at the motorcycle's fuel gauge. From Fufeng County to here, the gauge had been approaching the red line, indicating that it was almost out of fuel.

Using the motorcycle's headlights, Han Lei took another look at the small hill ahead.

In the darkness, the hillside stretched out like a long cow's tail, looking like a mound in a hilly area. It wasn't very high, probably only about eight or nine stories high.

Refueling the motorcycle wouldn't take much time. But if Zhao Zun and his men had already set up an ambush, the roar of their motorcycles might disrupt Zhao Zun's plans.

It might even bring annihilation to Zhao Zun and his two thousand men.

But if you climb over the mountain, it will take at most an hour.

After weighing the pros and cons, Han Lei finally decided to abandon the car and walk, directly crossing the small hill in front of her, and quietly arriving at the ambush site set up by Zhao Zun and his men.

As the motorcycle reached the foot of the mountain, Han Lei immediately stopped and turned off the engine. In the darkness, the roar of the motorcycle abruptly ceased, and the surroundings instantly fell silent.

"Why don't you leave?"

Hua Tianyou asked, puzzled, his heart filled with anxiety.

Just as they were about to find Zhao Zun after crossing this hillside, Han Lei suddenly stopped the car and refused to move.
"Get off! We can't ride motorcycles anymore, we have to climb over the mountain."

Han Lei didn't explain, but gave the order directly, and then jumped off the motorcycle first.

She surveyed her surroundings, listening intently, trying to discern any sounds of battle cries from the darkness. But aside from the occasional whisper of the night wind and the chirping of crickets in the grass, all was quiet.

That's good. It means Zhao Zun's ambush hasn't started yet, so they should be able to get there in time.

Seeing that Han Lei didn't answer, and Pingchuan didn't say anything but jumped off the motorcycle, Hua Tianyou had no choice but to get off as well.

At this moment, Han Lei took out a set of equipment that was the same as Pingchuan's from her spatial storage and threw it to Hua Tianyou.

"I'll solve the problem first, then let Hirakawa teach you how to replace it, and then teach you how to use it."

As soon as Han Lei finished speaking, Ping Chuan stared at the equipment in Hua Tianyou's hand, his eyes shining, but his words were laced with sourness.

Wow! Miss Han, you are so generous.

He thoroughly mastered this set of equipment along the way. Putting aside its functions, he knew that the materials alone made it must be extremely expensive.

Moreover, there are pistols, which are powerful weapons that can kill enemies from a distance!

Giving such a precious set of equipment to that spoiled brat Hua Tianyou would be a terrible waste.
Han Lei raised an eyebrow, glanced at Hua Tianyou, took out a mask and put it on, while saying to Pingchuan, "The other side has 200,000 people. Although he is a bit slow, once he learns, we will have one more helper."

"Oh! That's true."

Pingchuan pursed his lips and nodded.

When Hua Tianyou heard Han Lei call him stupid to his face without any restraint, he, who was always carefree, just glared at Han Lei without saying a word. Zhao Zun's situation was unclear, and he had no time to argue.

"The motorcycles are too loud. To avoid affecting Zhao Zun and the others' actions, we must hike over the mountain. Let's hurry!"

Ignoring Hua Tianyou's disgruntled gaze, Han Lei tossed out a remark, grabbed her stun gun, and went to find somewhere to relieve herself. Meanwhile, Pingchuan, using the headlights of his motorcycle, patiently began teaching Hua Tianyou how to put on his gear and use a pistol.

Han Lei is right. Although Hua Tianyou is an unreliable helper, he's better than nothing.

Even if Hua Tianyou was slow-witted, he was still a man. Men are naturally drawn to and yearn for weapons and equipment.

Therefore, by the time Han Lei returned, Hua Tianyou had already learned most of the material under the guidance of the professor in Pingchuan.

However, Pingchuan was meticulous and taught Hua Tianyou how to aim and shoot, but he hadn't let him try it himself yet.

This place is too far from where Zhao Zun and his group are operating. Chuan was afraid that they might accidentally expose their operation.

When Hua Tianyou heard Pingchuan say that the pistol in his hand was the same weapon that Han Lei used to save Zhao Zun that day, his reaction was similar to Pingchuan's at the time.

I was both captivated and thrilled.

After hearing Xiao Zhengfei boast about the rescue in Ling'an City, he insisted on going to Yong'an City with Xiao Zhengfei so that he could see the legendary mysterious woman with his own eyes.

He had long been curious about Han Lei's mystery, and was even more excited about being able to use this magical weapon himself.

Han Lei stored the motorcycle away and took out milk and bread to give to them. Then, she had them turn on their night vision goggles and turned to lead the way onto the mountain road.

Hua Tianyou and Pingchuan followed closely behind. The three of them carefully made their way through the night, their feet rustling as they stepped on the fallen leaves on the mountain path.

Although Niuweipo is not high, the mountain path is rarely used. It is overgrown with thorns on both sides and appears particularly steep and difficult to walk in the night.

"So, how are Zhao Zun and the others doing now?"

Before they had gone far, Hua Tianyou began to pant heavily.

"I don't know, but I hope everything goes well for Your Highness." Pingchuan's tone couldn't hide his worry.

Han Lei didn't say anything, but just looked down at the road and silently quickened her pace.

We don't know where Zhao Zun and his men are lying in ambush at Niuweipo.

I don't know what the situation is like over there.

Therefore, every minute and every second at this moment is crucial.

They must climb to the top of the mountain as soon as possible, find Zhao Zun and his group, and understand the situation ahead before they can formulate a corresponding strategy.

Niuweipo, behind the mountain.

As night fell, the first Turkic cavalrymen had already set up camp in the open space. The campfires roared, and the aroma of roasted meat mingled with the smoke, filling the air, yet it was also mixed with an indescribable smell of cow dung, making one want to frown.

The Turkic rear guard arrived one after another, and the sounds of horses' hooves, voices, and clashing weapons created a cacophony of noise.

The Turkic army gradually gathered, and the crowd surged. Zhao Zun and his brothers from the vanguard camp concealed themselves behind the bushes, their eyes sharp as they kept a close watch on the Turks' movements.

"Your Highness, they look exhausted."

"Hidden beside Zhao Zun, Ma Cheng said in a low voice, his eyes gleaming with eager anticipation."

Zhao Zun nodded slightly, his gaze remaining calm.

"We must not be careless. The Turks are not fools. We must ensure that nothing goes wrong."

In the distance, the Turks sat around a campfire, wolfing down roasted meat with water from their water bags.

A day's march left their faces etched with exhaustion.

After only half a cup of tea, the campfire gradually died down, and the Turks had eaten and drunk their fill. Some crawled into their tents to rest, while others were too lazy to get up and simply lay down haphazardly to sleep.

Zhao Zun and his men waited a while longer, until the Turkic camp was completely silent, with only the occasional faint snores. He slowly stood up, raised his arm high, and then swung it down hard.

"Make your move!" Zhao Zun whispered.

Immediately, the brothers of the vanguard battalion began to act according to their assigned tasks.

Some people stayed in place to provide backup.

A small team of a hundred men, under the cover of night, stealthily bypassed the main camp and headed straight for the supply convoy of provisions and provisions.

Ma Cheng's squad quickly dispersed, like ghosts in the night, silently approaching the Turkic camp.

Zhao Zun, accompanied by his personal guards, headed straight for the tent of Alpi, the leader of the Turkic army.

As ordered by Zhao Zun, he was responsible for dealing with the leader of the Turkic army. His personal guard and Ma Cheng's hundred-man squad spread out in a fan shape behind Zhao Zun to deal with the sleeping Turkic soldiers along the way, ensuring that their retreat route was unobstructed.

They could have burned the supplies and retreated, but if they burned the Turks' supplies and then captured the leader first, the Turks' campaign would essentially be ruined.

Zhao Zun's plan was brutal: the Turks would either have to redistribute their supplies or simply turn back.

The grain supplies were burned. This season is a critical period of scarcity for the Turkic steppes, making the relocation of grain supplies extremely difficult. If they also lose their commander, they will have no choice but to retreat.

Therefore, Zhao Zun made a last-minute decision to take a gamble and devise a plan to launch a surprise attack on the Turkic general.

Zhao Zun's eyes were cold, like stars in a cold night, gleaming with wisdom.

He turned and whispered to his guards, "Remember, act quickly and decisively. No matter the cost, complete the mission."

Although sentries patrolled the area around the Turkic camp, they were exhausted after the long march.

Their steps were heavy, and their eyes revealed an undisguised weariness. Some of the sentries even staggered as they walked on patrol.

Ma Cheng's hundred-man squad crouched low, cleverly using the terrain and the cover of night to easily evade the sentries' sight. Like ghosts in the night, they silently followed Zhao Zun's squad, providing cover as they moved between the tents.

They moved swiftly, their blades repeatedly slicing across the necks of the sleeping Turkic soldiers lying on the grass, reaping their heads. One cut at a time, fast, ruthless, and precise.

Soon, the place they passed by was left with a pile of corpses, and the bright red blood had not yet had time to flow far before it quickly seeped into the grass.

A faint smell of blood gradually began to fill the air, but the smell of cow dung and roasted meat emanating from the Turks masked it all...

On the hillside at this moment.

In the utter silence, Han Lei, Hua Tianyou, and Ping Chuan finally reached the summit.

The wind on the mountaintop carried a slight chill, but it couldn't dispel the solemnity between their brows.

In the distance, the Turkic camp was quiet. Torches twinkled like the most restless stars in the night sky, while the endless rows of tents resembled exotic totems on the grasslands, silently announcing their presence.

"Huff, huff. It seems the vanguard battalion's sneak attack hasn't even begun yet."

Hua Tianyou was panting heavily, his legs felt weak, and he involuntarily wanted to sit down and rest.

Han Lei glanced anxiously down the mountain and then decisively shook her head.

"No, precisely because the attack hasn't started yet, we must descend the mountain immediately."

As Han Lei spoke, she reached out and grabbed Hua Tianyou's combat uniform collar, pulling him up from where his bottom was already touching the ground. Then, without another word, she headed straight down the mountain.

Although Hua Tianyou was unwilling, he was still quite sensible. When Han Lei picked him up like a chick, he just rolled his eyes helplessly and didn't make any other noise.

They rushed here as fast as they could, just to help Zhao Zun and his group.

The attack hadn't even begun yet, which undoubtedly bought them some more time. Therefore, he understood that resting now was definitely not the right thing to do.

"I'll help you walk, let's hurry down the mountain."

Pingchuan couldn't stand his pathetic appearance, so he glared at him and took his arm, leading him forward.

Hua Tianyou nodded, panting heavily. Dragging his leaden legs, he stumbled along behind Han Lei, supported by Pingchuan, and continued down the mountain...

Unbeknownst to Han Lei, although the Turkic camp at the foot of the mountain was quiet, Zhao Zun and his men had already quietly begun their raid.

The camp of the Turkic general Albu was located in the center of the Turkic camp, surrounded by guards and sentries. The closer one got to Albu's camp, the more heavily guarded it became.

Zhao Zun and his guards crouched low, taking advantage of the darkness and the cover of the tents, and cautiously approached Alpi's large tent. The journey was relatively smooth.

After silently ambushing several guards, a breach appeared in Alpi's tent. Zhao Zun followed this breach and crawled under the tent.

The tent was dark, with only the sound of soft snoring emanating from it.

Zhao Zun couldn't see anything clearly, but luckily the watch Han Lei gave him had a small glow-in-the-dark feature.

Although the moonlight was faint and didn't illuminate far, he could still see some of the path ahead. Zhao Zun shielded himself from the moonlight, listened to the sounds to locate the path, and tiptoed forward.

The hands of the watch ticked away, creating a tense atmosphere in the darkness.

Under the moonlight, Alpi's animal hide mat appeared at Zhao Zun's feet.

Zhao Zun held his breath and concentrated, his large hand gripping the sword hilt slightly damp with sweat. He stared intently at Alpi lying on the floor, and gently raised his sword-wielding hand.

However, as a famous Turkic general, Albu naturally possessed the alertness and keenness that a general should have.

Just as Zhao Zun reached the spot where Alpi was sleeping, Alpi suddenly sensed someone approaching and jolted awake.

"who?"

Alpi asked in Turkic. Before he finished speaking, he had already rolled off his animal-hide mat and grabbed the scimitar beside his pillow.

Zhao Zun, who was already on high alert, narrowed his eyes and quickened his movements, thrusting out his sword.

With a clang, Zhao Zun's sword pierced Alpi's breastplate.

Alpi almost fell back onto the floor, but he nimbly braced himself with one hand and turned to slash at Zhao Zun with his knife.

Zhao Zun dodged Alpi's attack with a swift movement and continued to fight with his sword.

Alpi missed his target and then shouted in alarm and anger.

"Enemy attack! Ambush!"

This shout, like a thunderclap in the night sky, immediately alerted Alpi and Zhao Zun's personal guards outside, and the sounds of clashing metal weapons rang out from outside the tent.

"Protect the General."

Alpi's guards and sentries reacted quickly, trying to rush into the tent to protect Alpi, but Zhao Zun's guards knew they had been exposed and quickly emerged from the darkness to fight them.

Inside the tent, Zhao Zun moved like a ghost, skillfully dodging Alpi's blades with his years of combat experience and intuition, and counterattacking when the opportunity presented itself.

But Alpi was, after all, a seasoned general, with sharp swordsmanship and relentless attacks.

It was too dark inside the tent, and Zhao Zun couldn't maneuver properly. He fought and retreated, luring Alpi out of the tent.

Just then, Ma Cheng's squad of a hundred men also rushed over and joined the battle between the two sides' personal guards.

They charged towards Zhao Zun like tigers descending a mountain, unstoppable.

In an instant, the Turkic camp was thrown into chaos. Soldiers were awakened from their sleep and rushed out with their weapons.

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