Abandoned Wife? Her Starlight Shall Blind You!-Chapter 107 - 50: Turning Their Tricks Against Them

Chapter 107: Chapter 50: Turning Their Tricks Against Them

"Huh?" Jun Moling looked completely at a loss, full of questions, completely not understanding what Shen Ruoxi meant by this.

"Miss Shen, what do you mean by that?" Zhai Wen’s face instantly turned pale, full of fear and confusion.

Could it be that the Marshal has some hidden ailment?

Shen Ruoxi looked calmly at Zhai Wen and said in an even tone, "You all have quite the act! Wasn’t it you who deliberately spread the news that the Marshal was seriously injured, even to the point of being in mortal danger?

Wasn’t this news meant to make Beichang Country feel there’s an opportunity to strike back, and then we could trap them?"

Zhai Wen was stunned upon hearing this, while Jun Moling raised his eyebrows, seeming thoughtful.

Seeing their silence, Shen Ruoxi thought she had guessed correctly and asked, "Who is the current commander defending Bin City? What are their characteristics?"

Zhai Wen quickly replied, "It’s Prince Dingxian of Beichang Country, Chunyu Chi, the King of Beichang’s younger brother.

This person is brave and good at fighting, highly suspicious, and very cautious, making him truly difficult to deal with."

Zhai Wen paused for a moment and then hastily explained, "However, the rumor about the Marshal being gravely injured wasn’t spread by us. We really don’t know why such gossip has spread within the military?"

So it wasn’t them who spread it?

Shen Ruoxi suddenly understood that this rumor must have been spread by Beichang Country.

After all, when she found Jun Moling, the soldiers of Beichang Country didn’t believe he could survive such a severe injury!

But they didn’t dare act rashly and could only probe cautiously! Spread the word to find out the truth, and then make plans accordingly!

Since that’s the case, why not turn the scheme back on them.

"Chunyu Che and Chunyu Zhi are already dead, and now our Marshal is injured, so both sides should be cautious.

Why don’t we do this..." Shen Ruoxi lowered her voice and meticulously laid out her plan, and the more Zhai Wen listened, the brighter his eyes became.

"Miss Shen, your strategy is great, but why are you so sure that Beichang Country will launch a surprise attack on us? After all, they have also suffered heavy losses and may not dare to send troops now?" Zhai Wen couldn’t help but ask.

Shen Ruoxi’s gaze was firm as she slowly said, "If they learn that the Marshal is in trouble, it’s undoubtedly an excellent opportunity for them.

Beichang Country has always been ambitious, coveting to annex our country. They can’t let go of such a rare opportunity!

A night raid will likely focus on a fire attack, causing chaos among our generals.

This time, we just need to divide our forces into two, one to lure the enemy deep;

the other to outflank and cut off their retreat, and this way, we can surely take Peng City in one go."

Listening to Shen Ruoxi’s analysis, Jun Moling’s eyes were filled with warm admiration.

No wonder she’s the daughter of the Loyalty Marquis, a true chip off the old block.

Zhai Wen also kept nodding, "Miss Shen, your strategy is brilliant! Just right to use the Marshal’s current condition."

Shen Ruoxi replied calmly, "It’s not an injury, it’s death."

The words sounded strangely piercing coming from her, and Jun Moling mumbled, "Do you really hope something happens to me?"

The grievance in his tone was almost overflowing, and Zhai Wen wanted to laugh but didn’t dare.

Shen Ruoxi hesitated slightly, then corrected, "It’s a feigned death."

When she finished speaking, she couldn’t help but find it amusing, this Jun Moling was quite superstitious, tabooing such things.

The bad news of the Marshal’s severe injury spread quietly like a shadow in the dark night, subtly moving through the camp.

However, the various generals strictly ordered their soldiers not to talk recklessly, stating that the Marshal was fine, just injured and unsuitable to appear, strictly prohibiting them from spreading anything to avoid shaking morale.

Naturally, this news also reached Chunyu Chi, the leader of the Peng City’s garrison.

He had lost two nephews in a row and was deeply saddened, and the soldiers were fearful and their morale somewhat crushed as a result.

Back when they marched south, they were unstoppable, smoothly taking half of Dayi Country’s territory, winning every battle.

But ever since Jun Moling led a counterattack, the situation took a sharp turn, and they were defeated, retreating to the border, now only left with Peng City and Xia Pass.

If Peng City falls and Xia Pass is lost, they will face complete defeat.

At this time, the news of Jun Moling’s grievous injury came, and if true, it was undoubtedly a critical opportunity to take Dayi Country.

But Chunyu Chi was filled with doubt, could this be a trick by Jun Moling?

His soldiers assuredly claimed that Jun Moling’s injuries were severe, with no chance of survival.

But the Dayi Country camp outside Peng City was eerily quiet, with no signs of change, making Chunyu Chi hesitant to act rashly.

"You all, go secretly investigate whether Jun Moling is dead or alive? I need accurate information." Chunyu Chi ordered angrily.

"Yes!" The spies responded quickly and went to investigate.

The tents in Jun Moling’s camp had all been changed to white now, and his two close aides, Mi Yi and Mi Er, acted deeply mournful.

"The more we act as if nothing is happening in the camp, while secretly mourning and hiding, the more convincingly this drama will make Chunyu Chi believe," Zhai Wen told Shen Ruoxi.

Shen Ruoxi nodded in agreement.

From her understanding, for someone highly suspicious, doing the opposite would yield good results.

Suddenly, she tossed a piece of red fabric to Jun Moling, making him raise his eyebrow in confusion.

"I remember the Marshal is quite superstitious about death, so wearing red wards off bad luck." Shen Ruoxi explained.

"I’m superstitious about death?" Jun Moling furrowed his brows slightly, a deep confusion in his eyes.

Shen Ruoxi raised her eyebrows, inwardly grumbling, this guy is pretending?

Last time, she casually mentioned death, and he reacted strongly, looking displeased and saying she was cursing him, and now he’s denying it.

"Tuck it into your undergarments! I searched everywhere but couldn’t find suitable red fabric, so I specially cut my previous red clothing."

When she left the Capital City, she didn’t know who prepared her clothes, but there were two extremely bright outfits.

But fortunately, this overly bright outfit came in handy now!

"Your clothes?" Jun Moling furrowed his brows once more, his expression a bit uneasy.

"Not like you have to wear it, don’t fuss, it’s just for luck, wrap it up! From now on, just stay hidden!" Shen Ruoxi’s tone was decisive.

Jun Moling gazed at the bright red cloth in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and finally tucked it into his chest. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

The Beichang soldiers sent to gather information seemed to come and go like a revolving door.

The situation in Dayi Country’s camp seemed to slowly be unraveled by them!

Although Dayi Country’s soldiers acted as if nothing was wrong, many parts of the camp were draped with white silk, and in the silent corners, the faint sound of soldiers weeping could be heard.

"Jun Moling is really dead!"

The returning soldiers reported this news to Chunyu Chi, all exhilarated and shouting excitedly like they were on a high.

Chunyu Chi’s brows furrowed deeply, his eyes full of suspicion, "Is it true?"

That god-like man, making all of Beichang Country wary of his name, is he truly dead?

"Prince, this news should be true. The soldiers who attacked him all said he couldn’t survive.

Now their morale is scattered, it’s the perfect time for us to dispatch troops and wipe them out, annex Dayi!"

Beichang Country’s General Meng Wei widened his eyes, eager and impatient.

Chunyu Chi’s expression grew more solemn, if Jun Moling truly died, it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

But what if it’s his trick? If they strike with all they have and fail, their entire army could be annihilated, and he hesitated to decide.

"Prince, opportunity seldom knocks twice!" the Beichang generals urged.