Today was the day Yun Zheng and Beihuan were scheduled to exchange the corpses.
At dawn, just as the sky was beginning to brighten, a few faint embers still glowed within the camp of Yun Zheng and his men. The entire encampment was dead silent, with everyone apparently fast asleep inside their tents. Only a scattering of night-watch guards sat huddled together around a fire to keep warm, their weapons discarded haphazardly on the ground as if they had cast off all vigilance.
Beneath the dim light, a massive host of Beihuan soldiers quietly crept to within five hundred meters of the enemy camp. Gazing at the unbroken expanse of tents before him, Wutu, the commander of the force, felt a surge of rising excitement.
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