12dz Chapter 2047 Let's take the risk!
Chapter 2047 Let's take the risk!
After hearing Zhao Yu's plan, Ran Ming did not feel used at all. Instead, he slapped his thigh hard, making a loud "smack".
A ferocious, excited grin spread across his burly face: "Hahaha! Good! Good plan! Damn it, let's do it!"
He pounded Zhao Yu's shoulder forcefully, his voice booming: "General Zhao, rest assured!"
"I, Old Ran, will send all 60,000 of my men tonight at midnight! I guarantee I'll beat that old bastard Li Jing so badly he'll have to pull his underwear over to defend!"
"Just seize the opportunity and give him a good thrashing in the ass! We'll work together from the inside and take down his hideout!"
"only……"
Zhao Yu looked at Ran Ming, a hint of gratitude and solemnity flashing in his eyes: "This plan is extremely dangerous. General, as the feint attacker, you will bear immense pressure, and the casualties will be..."
"Hey! Why are you saying all this!"
Ran Ming waved his hand dismissively, "What war doesn't involve death? As long as we can win, it's worth it if all 60,000 of my men are wiped out!"
"It's better than just sitting here doing nothing and watching the Empress fight a bitter battle on the left flank! General Zhao, you go ahead and make preparations. At midnight, you'll see my signal!"
"it is good!"
Zhao Yu no longer hesitated and clasped his hands in a deep fist salute: "General Ran's noble character will be forever remembered by Zhao Yu! Tonight, I will stand shoulder to shoulder with you and create this unparalleled achievement!"
"A collaborative achievement!"
Ran Ming also clasped his hands in a fist salute. The two fierce generals held hands tightly together, their eyes burning with a desire for victory and a determination to stop at nothing.
Under the cover of night, an even more ruthless and deadly night raid was quietly brewing, thanks to the plans of these two.
The hour of midnight will be the crucial moment that will determine the final outcome of this three-day bloody battle.
As night deepened, the Zhennanguan Palace was brightly lit.
Chu Ning did not go to bed, but continued to ponder intently in front of the huge sand table.
Two days of fierce fighting put immense pressure on the Tang army, but failed to achieve a decisive breakthrough.
The pressure on the left-wing Vermilion Bird Legion, in particular, weighed heavily on his mind.
Just then, a eunuch carrying a sealed letter hurried into the hall and bowed as he presented it:
"Your Majesty, General Zhao Yu sent a secret letter overnight."
"Zhao Yu?"
Chu Ning's brows twitched slightly as he took the letter and quickly opened it.
By the bright candlelight, his gaze swept across the paper, and Zhao Yu's neat yet slightly messy handwriting came into view.
In the letter, Zhao Yu first gave a brief account of how he led his cavalry into the enemy camp that day and was ultimately forced to retreat.
Although he did not describe the details of the battle in detail, the sentence "I fought bravely and was wounded, but nearly half of my men were lost, and I failed to achieve a complete victory. I am ashamed to have failed Your Majesty's trust" was enough for Chu Ning to imagine the ferocity of the battle in the camp and Zhao Yu's resentment.
Following that, Zhao Yu detailed the night raid plan he had discussed and agreed upon with Ran Ming.
Ran Ming's troops launched a feint attack to draw away the enemy's main force, while he led his cavalry to find another weak point and launch a surprise attack, coordinating the attack from both inside and outside.
After reading the letter, a complex light flashed in Chu Ning's deep eyes.
He gently put down the letter, his fingers unconsciously tapping on the edge of the sand table.
"Unexpectedly, even someone as brave as Zhao Yu has suffered a loss at the hands of Li Jing today, and has even been injured..."
Chu Ning muttered to himself, his tone carrying a barely perceptible air of sternness.
Zhao Yu was well aware of the elite nature of his White Horse Cavalry; the fact that even they suffered heavy losses demonstrated the tenacity of the Tang army's resistance in dire straits.
Li Jing is a tough nut to crack than expected.
However, Zhao Yu and Ran Ming's unwillingness to accept defeat, their initiative to fight, and even their willingness to take risks made him feel gratified.
This is the spirit that the mighty army of Great Chu should possess!
"Since Zhao Yu is so determined, Ran Ming is also willing to cooperate fully..."
Chu Ning raised his head, a sharp light rekindling in his eyes: "Then I shall see how they turn this Tang army camp upside down tonight!"
Without further hesitation, he said in a deep voice to Feng Anguo, who was standing to the side, "Lord Feng, immediately issue the order to Generals Ran Ming and Zhao Yu!"
"The old minister is here!"
"Inform them that their plan is approved by me!"
Chu Ning's voice carried the decisiveness of an emperor: "Tell them that I, the Emperor, will personally watch the battle for them tonight from the walls of Zhennan Pass!"
"I want to see with my own eyes how my warriors will break through the enemy camp! Let them act freely without any worries!"
"Old minister, I obey the order!"
Feng Anguo bowed and accepted the order, then immediately turned around and arranged for his most capable messenger to rush to the front line.
Chu Ning then stepped out of the palace and climbed the majestic Zhennanguan city wall.
The night wind was biting, blowing the cloak over his golden armor.
He leaned on the railing, gazing into the distance, his eyes seemingly piercing through the deep night, landing on the distant Tang army camp, its lights scattered yet fraught with deadly intent. Tonight might be the key to breaking the stalemate.
About half an hour later, Chu Ning's decree was delivered to Ran Ming and Zhao Yu's army.
Fanaticism in Ran Ming's Army
When the messenger brought the news that "His Majesty has granted permission and will personally observe the battle from the city wall" to Ran Ming's army, the entire camp was like a powder keg that had been set ablaze, instantly boiling over!
"Hahaha! Good! His Majesty will watch me, Old Ran, fight from the city walls!"
Ran Ming was so excited that his bald head was practically glowing. He leaped onto the wreckage of an abandoned battering ram and roared like a bear at the dark mass of soldiers rapidly gathering below:
"My lads! Listen to me, you sons of bitches! His Majesty! Our Emperor! He's right here on the walls of Zhennan Pass, watching us!"
These words immediately stirred up tens of thousands of soldiers below, their eyes gleaming with excitement and fervor in the night.
"General Zhao Yu's white horse cavalry charged in and out today; they are true heroes!"
"But I, Old Ran, feel aggrieved that we didn't expose Li Jing's lair! Aren't you all frustrated too?"
“Frustrating!”
Tens of thousands of people roared in unison, their voices shaking the heavens.
"Now, His Majesty has given us our chance!"
"General Zhao has devised a plan, making us the main force, the vanguard! To draw all of Tang's firepower! To create an opportunity for General Zhao to strike a fatal blow! Are you afraid of death?!"
"Don't be afraid! Don't be afraid! Don't be afraid!"
"Good! These are all good soldiers I trained!"
Ran Ming brandished his giant axe, his voice hoarse yet full of power: "Tonight, we're not feinting! We're launching the main attack!"
"We must use our lives, our blood, to pave the way for General Zhao and open the door to victory for His Majesty! Let His Majesty on the city wall see that not a single coward is among the sons of our Ranming tribe!"
He suddenly pointed his giant axe forward, toward the Tang army camp: "Pass on my orders! The entire army will be divided into six echelons!"
"I'll personally lead the first echelon! Like six hammers, smash them down one after another! Until we smash Tang dogs' camp to pieces! Until General Zhao's saber cuts off Li Jing's dog head!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"