Reborn as a Cube Man in the Late Ming Dynasty

The day passed quickly, and night fell once again.

"Huh, this time it's so fast?"

Bai Li was puzzled, but soon appeared beside Dang Shousu.

It was pitch black all around, except for a distant low-lying area where a fire shot into the sky, turning the entire night sky a fiery red.

Bai Li glanced around.

Besides Dang Shousu's team, there were three other three-person village teams nearby, also lurking in the woods.

Liu Er stared at the burning village in the distance, his fists clenching involuntarily: "Brother Dang, what's gotten into them? Not only did they kill so many people, but they also deliberately set up their camp in such an conspicuous place, as if they're afraid no one will find it?"

Dang Shousu narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "It's not that they're stupid, it's that they think the last beheading was just a fluke."

"Now that we are in the dark while they are in the light, they naturally can't sleep soundly. Instead of guarding against us day and night, they should deliberately reveal a weakness to lure us out."

Liu Er suddenly realized: "I see."

Dang Shousu nodded and said, "They are using the lives of ordinary people as bait. They think they can take advantage of the situation to surround and kill us as soon as we can't help but make a move."

Bai Li flashed and teleported to several other village teams.

Of the more than twenty reconnaissance teams, several have already discovered the Jurchen camp.

That's really something!

This is because they're afraid they won't die fast enough.

They actually dared to expose themselves.

Bai Li felt a surge of emotion.

"This time, we probably can't let things turn out the same as last time," Liu Er pondered. "After the beheading incident, they'll definitely be on guard."

"The number of patrols and sentries in the camp is probably several times greater than before, and those Jurchen generals will no longer be without guards as they were before."

"If one person sneaks in to assassinate, even if he succeeds, he will probably be surrounded. At that time, he will be outnumbered and it will be difficult to escape."

Actually, no.

Bai Li glanced at the carved pumpkin head and the iron ingot in the villager's backpack.

At most, it will result in a bloodbath, but the stealth operation will be a great success.

Dang Shousu nodded in agreement, saying, "That's right. So this time, we can't split up. We have to infiltrate together and strike at the same time, giving them no chance to call in reinforcements."

Even if they reacted in time, they could only watch helplessly as the heads of several generals and their own fell to the ground!

Without further hesitation, everyone took out invisibility potions and drank them all.

Under the cover of the trees, the group approached the Jurchen camp.

Before they even got close to the camp, everyone noticed something was different.

The campsite, which was previously somewhat dimly lit, is now brightly lit.

Fire pits were neatly arranged inside and outside the camp, their flames leaping and illuminating the surroundings as if it were daytime.

On both sides of the camp gate, armored Jurchen soldiers stood with guns, and behind the camp wall, patrols went back and forth, leaving almost no blind spots.

Every few dozen steps, a patrol team would come towards them.

The visible and hidden sentries coordinated with each other.

The level of security is several times stronger than it was a few days ago.

A patrol of Jurchen soldiers carrying torches came from the front.

Everyone stopped and held their breath.

The torches were getting closer and closer to them.

But the Jurchens were completely unaware, and continued their patrols while chatting in hushed tones.

"Isn't Your Highness being a bit too cautious?" a bondservant complained. "It's just the death of a Niru Ejen, is it really necessary to make such a fuss?"

The person next to him curled his lip and said, "What do you know?"

"I heard that a few days ago, some Nikan sneaked into the camp, not only killed Lord Ejen, but also deliberately left a message to provoke us."

"Prince, you're using those nearby villages as bait to lure them all out."

The other man chuckled twice: "I think it's making a mountain out of a molehill. Look at the setup now, there are brothers patrolling everywhere."

"Forget about those Nikans, I think even a mosquito wouldn't be able to fly in."

As they were talking, Dang Shousu, Liu Er, and the others had already walked past them silently, right beside them.

The two were only two or three steps apart.

The Jurchen soldiers, however, remained oblivious and continued their patrol, chatting and laughing.

After passing through layers of checkpoints, both visible and hidden, the group finally reached the center of the camp.

The further in you go, the tighter the guards become.

There were patrol teams moving around on the outskirts, but when you got near the general's tent, you could hardly see anyone walking around.

Armored guards stood like wooden stakes around the perimeter, their hands on their sword hilts, their eyes scanning the surroundings like eagles.

Every few steps around the tent, there was a person standing. There were so many braziers that they almost covered the ground, making it as bright as day. You could see not only people's shadows, but even a stone on the ground.

Outside the tent, a newly appointed Niru Ezhen paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, surrounded by more than ten personal guards.

It's obvious they're afraid to let anyone live alone in the big house anymore.

And wherever he went, his personal guards followed.

He went to the left, and they went to the left.

He stopped, and they stopped too, keeping a distance of two or three steps from him, forming a semicircle to protect him in the center.

Dang Shousu frowned; of course, he couldn't speak.

But Bai Li then had no more taboos.

It's much more secure than last time. I guess I've learned my lesson and won't dare stay in the house again.

It was placed inside the large tent, surrounded by open space on all sides, so anyone who approached could see it clearly.

But houses are different; once the walls are in place, many areas become blind spots.

"But that's all there is to it."

"If it were an ordinary assassin, they wouldn't even be able to get close to this formation."

"Unfortunately," Bai Li said with a hint of amusement, "they overlooked one thing: they were guarding against people."

But no one can be seen!

By this time, the Niru Ejen had been walking outside the tent for quite some time. At first, he thought that this arrangement was indeed prudent.

After all, the prince valued his safety and sent so many personal guards to protect him, which was a good intention.

But as time went on, his frustration grew stronger with each passing second.

Wherever he goes, there are always a dozen pairs of eyes watching him. Even when he turns around to drink some water, someone follows him.

It's like a piece of chewing gum; you can't shake it off.

He, a dignified Niru Ejen, felt as if he were being escorted by a group of personal guards. Even though it was done with good intentions, he still felt incredibly aggrieved.

He had endured it for so long, he really couldn't take it anymore!

"Enough!" Niru Ejen roared.

The lead guard stepped forward, bowed, and clasped his hands in greeting: "My lord?"

Niru'ezhen glared at him, his face grim.

"Are you protecting me, or are you spying on me?"

"I've walked around this camp again and again, and you've followed me around and around! Do you think I don't even have a place to catch my breath?"

The guard bowed and said, "My lord, please calm down. The Prince has ordered that the deaths of several officials in the past were due to insufficient precautions."