The capable jailers had been completely turned against the enemy and obtained more information about the enemy's movements. The enemy's defeat caused their morale to plummet to the bottom, and they no longer had the strength to fight back.

Ying Yuan held the initiative and knew victory was in sight, but he did not relax at all.

A few days later, Ying Yuan's tent was still busy.

The sound of military bugles echoed in the camp as he was bent over his desk looking over the stacked battle reports.

Having just returned from the ruins of the remnant army, his mind was not at all relaxed by the successful pursuit.

The half-closed curtain swayed gently in the breeze, and the adjutant walked in quickly, holding several documents and maps collected from the ruins in his hands.

"General, this was found at the site of the enemy camp. It seems there are still strongholds that have not been exposed."

The adjutant reported with a little excitement but caution.

Ying Yuan took the map and glanced at it quickly.

His eyes lit up and his finger stopped at a remote but hard-to-defend valley on the map.

"I see,"

He murmured softly, as if talking to himself, or explaining to his adjutant.
“This is their last bastion.”

The atmosphere in the tent suddenly became tense.

The adjutant held his breath, waiting for his instructions.

The air was filled with a slight smell of burning candles and the sound of shuffling papers, and Ying Yuan already had an idea in his mind.

"Send the order immediately and prepare the whole army to move."

Ying Yuan gave the order decisively.

"We must completely destroy this place before the enemy is prepared."

"understand!"

The adjutant took the order and left. The soldiers in the camp were quickly mobilized, and the elite troops assembled as fast as the wind.

As night fell and the stars disappeared into the fog, Ying Yuan led his troops through the mountains and hills towards their final goal.

While marching, he seemed to hear the enemy's desperate roar coming faintly from afar.

At the same time, the enemy leader clenched his muddy hands and looked up at the misty heights in the distance.

"Retreat to the fortress and wait for the opportunity to strike!"

He gave stern orders to his remaining subordinates, and there was no lack of desperate courage in his voice.

In the fortress, the burning bonfire illuminated the tense atmosphere red, and the enemy was preparing for the final battle.

This is their retreat and also their strongest psychological defense.

Under the busy figure of the leader, the gamble of fate is unfolding.

At dawn, the battle began as expected.

In the foggy valley, the two sides faced off head-on.

They all understood that this battle would decide everything.

Ying Yuan rode his horse to charge, accompanied by his loyal soldiers. At his firm command, they rushed towards the enemy's fortifications like a tide.

Blood and dust flew, mixed in the wind, and combined into the final symphony.

The enemy put up a stubborn resistance but seemed overwhelmed by their low morale.

At this moment, Ying Yuan realized that as long as he continued to maintain the pressure, victory in this battle was only a matter of time.

With unprecedented determination, Ying Yuan rode his horse back, facing his trusted subordinates, and shouted to encourage them:
"We're so close, don't stop!"

His voice pierced through the noise of war and instilled firm strength into the exhausted crowd.

The struggle lasted all day, and as the sun slowly sank to the horizon, the fortress was finally breached.

The setting sun cast its last ray of golden light on the broken fortress. Ying Yuan stood on the high ground, looking out at the smoke and dust of war filling the air below.

His face was vaguely visible in the afterglow and shadows, looking a little solemn and a little tired.

Even though the fortress had been breached, he did not relax at all.

He understood that this was not the end of victory, but just a new beginning.

"The aftermath work begins." Ying Yuan said softly to the adjutant beside him, his voice steady and firm.

The adjutant nodded and immediately went to carry out the order, reorganizing the soldiers and beginning to quickly take over the enemy's fortifications.

Teams were assigned to different key locations to ensure that no possible threats were missed.

Not long after, Ying Yuan found a letter left by the enemy leader. The paper stained with dirt seemed to carry a heavy heart.

He unfolded the letter with a little curiosity, and the despair and confusion revealed in the words shocked him.

He realized that this was not just a confrontation, but also a fight about faith and the future.

Ying Yuan understood that next he had to win the hearts of the people, not just win the war.

The next morning, in the refreshing morning breeze, Ying Yuan summoned all his generals.

The sunlight shines through the leaves and falls on everyone, bringing a little warmth.

He stood in front of the team, his eyes were like lightning and his tone was extremely firm.

"Last night's victory is worth celebrating, but it is not something we can take lightly."

Ying Yuan looked around at each general, his tone full of responsibility and determination.
"Next, we need to consolidate our victory here and launch further strategic deployments."

The generals nodded in tacit understanding, and everyone's face was filled with anticipation and sense of mission for future battles.

Ying Yuan continued:

"We also need to build stronger ties with other forces to guard against potential threats. Only in unity can there be real security."

His words were sonorous and powerful, inspiring the fighting spirit deep in everyone's hearts, as if an invisible force was flowing among them.

At this time, Ying Yuan's adjutant stepped forward and whispered in his ear:

"General, the prisoners have been settled and the spoils have been counted."

Ying Yuan nodded slightly and showed a satisfied expression to his adjutant.

"very good,"

The next morning, a strange tranquility enveloped the camp, and dewdrops sparkled on the grass leaves like tiny gems.

Ying Yuan walked out of the tent and took a deep breath of fresh air. He knew in his heart that today would be a crucial day.

He convened a meeting of the leaders of various local forces, hoping to coordinate resources from all parties and establish a solid alliance to deal with the increasingly obvious common enemy.

The meeting began in a solemn atmosphere.

Ying Yuan stood in the center with a calm smile on his face.

He opened his mouth and said:

"My friends, this battle is not one man's war, but the fate of all of us is intertwined. Only by uniting can we ensure a secure and prosperous future."

His tone was firm, and every word struck home.

Li Tao, a leader of a force who was originally skeptical, frowned slightly, but gradually relaxed.

He opened his mouth and said:

"General Ying, I originally had doubts about the alliance's actions, but after hearing what you said today, I felt that it was full of sincerity. I, Li, am willing to join and fight side by side."

Ying Yuan nodded and smiled with satisfaction:
"Brother Li's trust is a great support to me."

He glanced at everyone and continued to analyze the current situation and potential threats. His clear logic convinced everyone present.

After the meeting, Ying Yuan noticed a young soldier named Zhang Yong in the team. At that time, he was discussing tactics enthusiastically with other soldiers in a loud voice and with a focused expression.

Ying Yuan walked closer to listen and discovered that Zhang Yong had quite good insights into battle formation arrangement and enemy situation assessment.

"Zhang Yong, right?"

Ying Yuan patted his shoulder and smiled slightly.

Zhang Yong was shocked and immediately straightened up:
"General!"

"Your opinion is very insightful."

Ying Yuan nodded in affirmation.
"I hope you will participate in more discussions like this in the future. We need fresh ideas to enrich our strategy." (End of this chapter)