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Chapter 225: 8 Suspected troops? Are there any signs of axle weight?

A few days later.

Han Xin led the army and returned to the Turkic royal court in a dusty state.

As soon as he entered the big tent, he saw Chu Yang sitting in front of the sand table with a frown on his face, as if he was thinking about some difficult problem.

"Your Highness, why are you here?"

Han Xin asked, bowing, with a hint of surprise in his tone.

"I have seen your military letter. Tell me about the current situation in the western and southern parts."

Chu Yang said without even looking up, tapping his fingers lightly on the sand table.

Han Xin heard this and walked to the sand table. He pondered for a moment before speaking: "Your Highness, I did find many Westerners when I was fighting in the Western Regions. However, these people are not tall, so they must be from the southern part of the West. As for the specific situation, I don't know."

"It's not very tall, it looks like it's the Persian Empire."

Chu Yang said slowly.

Hearing this, Han Xin was stunned. "Your Highness, you are joking. That is just a rumor among the people. How can such a large empire cross thousands of miles to attack our Great Zhou?"

"General Han, do you think there is really an invincible army in this world?"

Han Xin was speechless when he heard this. He had fought on the battlefield for many years and naturally understood that the battle situation could change rapidly and he must not be careless.

"The general understands."

Chu Yang stood up, walked to Han Xin and patted him on the shoulder.

"I know you are brave and good at fighting, but this time the enemy is very powerful. You must not take it lightly."

"Don't worry, Your Highness. I will do my best to live up to Your Highness' expectations!"

Han Xin clasped his fists and spoke in a firm tone.

Chu Yang nodded, turned around and looked at the sand table, muttering to himself: "Emperor Cyrus, I want to see if you are as powerful as the rumors say!"

"Report!"

At this time, a scout hurriedly ran into the tent.

"Your Highness, we have spotted eight thousand unknown infantrymen ahead of us, less than a hundred miles away from our army!"

"So fast?"

Chu Yang frowned, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

According to his estimation, it would take at least a month for the vanguard of the Persian Empire to reach the Turks, but he did not expect that it would arrive so much earlier.

"It seems that we have underestimated the determination of Cyrus the Great."

Chu Yang said in a deep voice, "Pass the order down, select 30,000 soldiers, and go meet these 8,000 people!"

At Chu Yang's command, the entire Turkic royal court suddenly became busy.

And at this time.

On a grassland less than a hundred miles away from the Turkic royal court, an infantry corps set up camp.

Eight thousand soldiers sat on the ground. They were wearing leather armor, holding large shields, with short swords at their waists. There were also many javelin throwers in the team.

Obviously, this is a well-trained army.

"Why did Emperor Cyrus transfer us here? Is he really going to occupy all the cities in the Western Regions?"

A soldier with a full beard took a big bite of the dry food in his hand and asked vaguely.

"Who knows? But I heard that the people in the Western Regions are brave and good at fighting. They are all good at riding horses and shooting arrows. We are just infantrymen, but we are not enough to fill their teeth!"

Another soldier smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Shh! Keep your voices down, everyone!"

A general in the lead shouted in a low voice, "You want to die! If the general hears you, watch out for your heads!"

"General, General,"

The bearded soldier lowered his voice and approached the general, "Do you think this Cyrus the Great is crazy? He has to provoke the Turks instead of enjoying his good life."

"I heard that this place has been occupied by the Great Zhou. What can we do here with 8,000 people now?"

"Isn't this a way to seek death?"

The general sighed and patted his shoulder: "Do you think I want to come? I have to come. Don't forget that our country has been conquered by the Persian Empire. This war concerns the lives of our wives and children. We, as subjects, can only obey orders."

"Oh, what a damn bad luck!"

The bearded soldier cursed angrily and said nothing more.

The general looked up into the distance, his eyes full of worry.

He knew that the forces in the entire Western Region were complicated, but the people here were tough and the soldiers were brave and good at fighting. This expedition was likely to be dangerous, but he had no choice.

A few hours later.

Chu Yang rode his horse to a place less than five miles away from the infantry corps and looked from afar.

The eight thousand men were in neat formation, without any sign of panic.

"Your Highness, this army is well-trained, not like an ordinary mob! But they seem to have no fighting spirit!"

There was a hint of doubt in Han Xin's words, and Chu Yang naturally saw the strangeness of this army.

Looking around, the vast grassland is flat and boundless. This infantry corps is stationed here alone, like a lamb to be slaughtered, with no advantages at all.

"What's going on? Sending infantry to fight on the grasslands. Are these people here to die?"

Chu Yang had a confused look on his face, and he quickly analyzed the situation in front of him in his mind.

"Your Highness, do you need me to take someone to test it out?"

Han Xin asked, his eyes gleaming with eagerness to try.

Chu Yang shook his head slightly, thinking secretly in his heart.

Cyrus the Great was a man of great talent and strategy, and would never do such a meaningless thing. There must be other intentions behind these 8,000 infantrymen.

Could it be...

"Pass the order down, all troops stay on standby!"

Chu Yang gave the order decisively, with a hint of caution in his tone.

"promise!"

Although Han Xin was puzzled, he still obeyed the order and left.

sunset.

The grassland was shrouded in a golden glow.

However, the doubts in Chu Yang's heart grew thicker and thicker.

He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

"Report!"

A scout came riding up.

"Your Highness, I have found a large number of wheel tracks nearby. Judging from the tracks, they should be left by baggage carts, and there are quite a lot of them!"

"Supply cart? Looks like they're planning to sneak into Chencang!"

Chu Yang raised his eyebrows and the corners of his mouth slightly lifted.

"Pass the order and send out the scout camp to find out where those baggage carts are going. Remember not to alert the enemy."

"promise!"

As night falls, a cold wind howls across the grassland.

Chu Yang stood in front of the map and carefully observed the surrounding terrain in the dim candlelight.

"Your Highness, look here!"

Han Xin pointed to a valley on the map and said in a deep voice, "If I am not mistaken, those baggage carts should have gone here!"

Chu Yang looked in the direction Han Xin pointed, and suddenly he understood.

"I see!"

The valley that Han Xin mentioned is called Langjuxu Mountain. It has a dangerous terrain, is easy to defend but difficult to attack, and is an important pass into the hinterland of the Western Regions.

"It seems that these 8,000 infantrymen are just bait. The real purpose is to seize the Wolf Mountain."

"Pass the order down, the entire army will set out at night, the target is Langjuxu Mountain!"

Chu Yang had just given the order, but he became confused again.

Eight thousand infantrymen, a baggage train, Wolf Mountain...all this seemed too deliberate, too obvious.

"Your Highness, what's wrong?"

"Something's wrong. Why does this seem like a show? Is this a strategy to tire out the troops? Or a strategy to make the troops arrogant?"