Chapter 165: The Burning Fields
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The lone moon hung high, its silver light blanketing the earth like morning frost.
In a small grove opposite the Qingzhou Army’s official estate, dozens of shadowy figures shifted among the trees, black silhouettes in the night.
“Big Brother, what now? The estate is guarded day and night by the Qingzhou Army. There’s no chance to make a move,” whispered one of the men.
Through gaps in the trees, one could clearly see the glint of moonlight reflecting off the soldiers’ silver armor.
“Yeah, the wheat’s almost ready to harvest. If we don’t act now, it’ll be too late.”
The man referred to as “Big Brother” was clad in black, the round silver moon reflected in his eyes. He spoke coldly, “Beishan Taiji will soon launch his attack on Cangzhou. The merchants from the steppe brought word—our mission is to disrupt the Qing Prince’s supply lines. No matter what, tonight we burn those wheat fields.”
“Finally! I’ve been waiting for this. When did this brat Xiao Ming start calling the shots in Qingzhou anyway? Since he’s forced us into a corner, let’s send him to hell first,” one man spat.
“Exactly. The steppe merchants said Beishan Taiji promised—if we succeed tonight, once Qingzhou is taken, the six prefectures’ lands will be divided among us. We’ll each be little kings ourselves.”
That promise sent ripples of excitement through the group.
“We’ll give Beishan Taiji a proper gift,” the black-clad leader said with a sneer.
“What’s the plan, big brother?”