All the heavens begin with the love in the courtyard.

However, this does not deny the strength of the Qiang people, especially compared to the current Dragon Clan tribes.

However, Han Chunming was not afraid. It was just a small country. His future goal was the entire Western Regions, and even the entire northern grasslands.

Although the three thousand cavalrymen of Tuwan Kingdom were only fifty miles away from Tianshan City, it was already dark, and the night was gloomy, so the enemy would definitely not dare to launch a night attack.

The enemy dared not launch a night attack, but Han Chunming did. Of course, the real decisive battle will take place tomorrow morning; tonight's battlefield is a battle of cavalry.

Han Chunming's plan was simple: tonight, he would lead his cavalry to harass the enemy, and tomorrow morning, the infantry would get up at three o'clock and arrive at their designated location to assemble at six o'clock.

There are several large canyons on the only way to Tianshan City. These canyons are all good places for an ambush. Tomorrow, the infantry will also choose one of the canyons for an ambush.

Tonight will be the most crucial night in order to complete this plan; whether it succeeds or not depends entirely on tonight.

Tonight will be the first performance of the Dragon Clan cavalry. Han Chunming will select 300 true elites from among the 800 cavalrymen.

Even though they were all elites, Han Chunming didn't dare to confront them head-on. These were his assets, and he shouldn't fight them to the death now. Tonight, their main task was to harass them.

In order to ensure the successful completion of this harassment operation, Han Chunming also prepared a lot of secret equipment.

The enemy has been marching for nearly 400 li and hasn't had a proper rest for at least two days and two nights. With the weather like this tonight, they will definitely get a good night's rest.

We'll set off again early tomorrow morning, and it will only take an hour to launch an attack on Tianshan City.

Han Chunming naturally wouldn't give them time to rest.

Despite the complete darkness of the night, relying on his familiarity with the terrain, Han Chunming led three hundred cavalrymen on a rapid march, reaching the supply post thirty miles away in less than an hour.

There's a saying that even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake, and within a fifty-mile radius of Tianshan City, the Dragon Clan tribe is undoubtedly the local tyrant.

On this land, every mountain, every water source, and even every small village is controlled by the Dragon Clan tribe.

At this moment, fifteen miles away, below several mountain peaks, there is a flat area two or three miles wide. On that flat area, hundreds of tents have been erected, and countless torches illuminate the surrounding area.

The three thousand cavalrymen of Tuwan Kingdom sat in twos and threes in an open space, where countless bonfires were lit, and the place was bustling with noise and activity.

These people took off their armor and smelly boots, and while warming themselves by the fire, they prepared to begin their dinner for the evening.

In the very center of the large tent, a banquet was underway, and seated at the head of the table was none other than King Sanwanzi of the Tuwan Kingdom.

Sanwanzi was dressed in a brown brocade robe, her hair reaching her waist, each strand glossy under the light.

Sanwanzi looks very young, with a thin face that still looks somewhat childish. His twitching mustache makes him look like a minor.

But at this moment, no one in the tent dared to underestimate him. Eight burly men sat on either side of him, each showing off their strong chest muscles, looking at their king with respectful expressions.

Sanwanzi picked up his wine bowl and shouted to the crowd.

"Gods above, may our conquest be successful! Come on! Let's fight!"

Everyone shouted "Gods above!" in unison, picked up their wine bowls, and drank them down in one gulp.

Just as he finished his bowl of wine, a commotion suddenly broke out outside the tent.

Sanwanzi's wine bowl stopped in mid-air, his mustache twitching slightly, clearly showing his displeasure.

Those who know him well know that whenever Sanwanzi shows this expression, someone is about to suffer a bloody disaster.

Sanwanzi was originally very confident about this expedition, but for some reason, he had been feeling a sense of unease for the past two days, which was not a good sign.

But Sanwanzi's greed for glass and mirrors prevented her from thinking further.

He was afraid that if he was even a step too late, the tribe would have already been taken over by someone else.

Therefore, he had to strike first. The three thousand cavalrymen he brought this time were the most elite soldiers of the Tuwan Kingdom, and each of them had superb horsemanship and archery skills.

Let alone a small farming tribe of tens of thousands of people, even a small country of hundreds of thousands of people, these three thousand elite troops could break through the enemy's borders.

Seeing Sanwanzi's expression, a burly man quickly shouted towards the outside of the tent.

"Guard, who is making a commotion outside the tent?"

A guard rushed in from outside the tent, bowed, and replied.

"Your Majesty, the Tiger Roar Camp has hunted a brown bear nearby, and everyone is cheering."

Hearing this answer, Sanwanzi's displeasure finally subsided somewhat, and he waved his hand dismissively.

"You may leave now. Have the Tiger Roar Battalion bring me the bear gallbladders!"

The guard quickly acknowledged and then withdrew.

In this era where strength reigns supreme, the fact that the Tiger Roar Camp was able to hunt a brown bear was something to be proud of, so Sanwanzi's anger naturally subsided.

He had been feeling tightness in his chest and palpitations for the past two days. He had heard that bear bile could cure it, and since he had it readily available, he picked up his wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

At this moment, to the south of the garrison, Han Chunming led dozens of cavalrymen, his hair disheveled by the cold wind in the darkness. His eyes were sharp as he silently stared at the military tents ahead.

After a long while, suddenly a rocket shot into the sky from the western mountain peak, streaking like a meteor towards the military camp below.

This rocket seemed to be a signal, and dozens of rockets followed, launching simultaneously from the mountain peak.

After these rockets were fired, they disappeared without a trace, as if they had never existed.

These rockets were nothing special; they were just made from rendered animal fat. They posed no threat to the thick tents and certainly wouldn't burn down the camps like in movies and TV shows.

However, the sudden appearance of dozens of rockets startled the three thousand Tuwan cavalry who were preparing to have dinner. They hurriedly put on their armor, mounted their warhorses, and began to charge westward.

King Sanwanzi was also quickly alerted. He hurriedly dressed, mounted his horse, and began to direct his men to charge westward.

There was only a low mountain to the west, and when the three thousand cavalrymen arrived, they found not a trace of it.

Sanwanzi quickly sent people to investigate. They had originally sent dozens of scouts to guard the area, but those men had already been eliminated by Han Chunming.

Hundreds of cavalrymen, carrying torches, dispersed in all directions. Half an hour later, the group gradually returned to report.

There wasn't a single ghost in sight.

This alarmed Sanwanzi. He not only dispatched a large number of scouts to investigate, but also ordered all three thousand cavalrymen to don armor and stand by.

But for the local tyrant, hiding three hundred people in the vast surrounding mountains was an easy task.

Han Chunming divided the 300-man team into six groups of 50, with each person harassing the enemy from a different direction.

The rocket harassment was just one wave; in the pitch-black night, it was a disaster for these outsiders.

Han Chunming had all the advantages: favorable timing and geographical location.

Sure enough, after an hour of back and forth, Sanwanzi finally called it a day and returned to the open space.

Although the flat area was undefended on all sides, its advantage was that it was spacious and not vulnerable to sneak attacks.

With a force spanning a hundred miles, no one dared to launch a direct attack on their three thousand cavalry, which was one of the reasons why Sanwanzi was at ease.

Exhausted and hungry, the group returned to their camp but dared not remove their armor, and could only continue preparing for their meal while still wearing their heavy leather armor.

Originally, everyone wanted to eat something hot, but now they couldn't care less about anything else and could only eat a few bites of dry food.

Just as they were wolfing down their food, a series of urgent gong sounds suddenly rang out from the south.

Dozens of gongs rang out simultaneously, sounding like thunderclaps in the darkness, startling both men and horses.

This time, the Tuwan cavalry moved with exceptional agility, mounting their horses in unison and raising torches as they chased after the enemy in the south.

Unfortunately, they chased for seven or eight miles but didn't see a single person, so they had to retreat once again.

After two harassments, Sanmaru finally realized something was wrong and quickly summoned his generals for a meeting.

These experienced generals quickly analyzed that this was just an enemy trick, and warned Sanwanzi not to fall for it.

Sanwanzi thought it made sense. These two disturbances had been going on for two hours, and it was already midnight.

With everyone exhausted, if things continued like this, they might really suffer a setback tomorrow.

Then Sanwanzi ordered 1,000 men to be selected from the 3,000 cavalrymen, forming teams of 250 men each, with each team extending outwards in four directions to scout.

These cavalrymen were ordered not to pursue the enemy no matter how much they harassed them; their task was only to defend, not to attack.

The others only need to rest without removing their armor. As long as the remaining two thousand men can eat and sleep well, tomorrow's battle will be no threat.

Unfortunately, Sanwanzi's wishful thinking was misplaced; his dispersal of troops was exactly what Han Chunming wanted.

The three hundred cavalrymen Han Chunming selected this time were the most elite cavalrymen of the Dragon Clan tribe, veterans who knew the surrounding terrain like the back of their hand.

Smelling the aroma of roasted meat wafting from afar, Han Chunming revealed a cruel smile, then raised his hand, put it to his lips, and whistled.

He then led his fifty-man cavalry unit in a charge towards the two hundred and fifty cavalrymen not far away.

At the very moment his whistle blew, from the east, Yin Tian led fifty cavalrymen in a swooping charge.

Meanwhile, the sound of gongs soon rang out from the other two directions. From the four directions of east, south, west, and north, Yin Tian and Han Chunming led their teams to launch an attack from the east and south.

From the north and west, only the sound of gongs could be heard, but no one was in sight.

For a moment, people were filled with anxiety, feeling as if they were surrounded by enemies. Sanwanzi had just lain down when she was startled awake.

This time, he suppressed the urge to attack, ordered the main force not to move rashly, and then quickly sent people to scout the surrounding area.

Han Chunming drew his longsword, laughed loudly, and swung it wildly in the darkness, slashing with his sword. In almost a single round, he killed someone through.

Although Han Chunming was only followed by fifty people, his threat level was as high as that of a thousand troops.

The two hundred-plus cavalrymen had never seen such a fierce person before. The two hundred-plus men were scattered and killed in just one round trip.

When the scouts sent by Sanwanzi encountered the fleeing cavalry, they thought a large enemy force was attacking and hurriedly returned to report the news.

On Yin Tian's side, although he was not as fierce as Han Chunming, he still relied on his personal martial prowess to lead fifty cavalrymen as if they were in an empty field, and quickly scattered the more than two hundred Tuwan cavalrymen.

If it were a daytime head-on confrontation, it would not have been so easy to scatter these two hundred-plus cavalrymen.

With favorable timing, location, and popular support, Han Chunming's side had the upper hand. The enemy was unaware of their exact numbers, and the surroundings were pitch black, with the distant sound of gongs echoing, as if they were besieged on all sides.

These cavalrymen were already unfamiliar with the area and were terrified, and then they encountered two killing gods. It was their bad luck.

Sanwanzi quickly received news of the enemy's large-scale attack and hurriedly organized everyone to mount their horses and begin preparations for battle.

Sanwanzi was also shrewd; this time, instead of blindly pursuing in the darkness, she adopted a defensive stance.

The conflict just now only resulted in the loss of about a hundred men. The area they are currently stationed in is large enough that as long as they adopt a defensive strategy and hold out until dawn, no matter how many enemy soldiers there are, they will not be able to pose a significant threat to their three thousand cavalry.

Three thousand men formed a defensive battle formation, circling back and forth in the open to prevent a surprise attack by a large enemy force.

However, to their disappointment, they circled around in place for half an hour, until the sound of the gong in the distance disappeared, and still no enemy launched an attack.

Sanwanzi hurriedly sent scouts to patrol. Hundreds of cavalrymen carefully searched the surrounding area, but it was still the same as before. Within a radius of five miles, not a single person could be seen.

This ordeal lasted another two hours, and it was already 3:30 in the morning. After all that back and forth late into the night, all the soldiers were exhausted and their eyelids were drooping as they rode on their horses.

Seeing that he had been tricked again, Sanwanzi was completely unsettled. He quickly summoned the high-ranking generals and held another meeting.