Capture of Wusheng Pass

Wang Ming was deeply puzzled, and his first reaction was that it was a trap.

According to the intelligence they had gathered, Chen Xiong, the defending general of Wusheng Pass, although severely corrupted by the hopelessly romantic mindset prevalent in Yunjing, possessed truly extraordinary military capabilities.

Otherwise, Yunjing would not have sent him to guard Wusheng Pass in the first place.

Yet, considering what he was doing right now, Wang Ming had to be a hundred percent cautious.

He ordered the entire army to slow their advance, using the opportunity to observe the situation even more carefully.

But the more he observed, the more bewildered he became.

After a careful count, he arrived at a rough conclusion.

The men arrayed before him numbered nearly ten thousand!

And according to their intelligence, the total garrison inside Wusheng Pass was exactly ten thousand!

Could it be that they have brought out every single soldier from within Wusheng Pass?

Also, why haven't they formed a firearm formation? Didn't they supposedly have ten thousand flintlock muskets? What are they doing standing there like fools with only swords at their waists?

Wang Ming could not understand it.

Yet, his heart could not help but begin to race.

He had always been a steady man, rarely acting rashly. In other words, he knew the upper limits of his own abilities and knew that if he tried to pull any fancy tricks, it would likely end badly for him.

But right now...

Wang Ming truly could not hold back!

He really wanted to launch a charge!

Even if there actually was an ambush, he wanted to charge!

After all, this opportunity was simply too rare to pass up.

Taking one last look, Wang Ming made his decision.

Charge!

He could see that the aura of the opposing camp was off. This "aura" was difficult to describe in words, but to use an analogy, it was like the difference between their royal court's army of two hundred thousand having the Duke present versus not having the Duke present.

Thus, Wang Ming summoned his personal guards. Go and report to the Duke. I will launch a charge immediately. Request the Duke to lead the main army to our aid at once. Regardless of whether there are traps ahead, I will hold the entrance to Wusheng Pass with my life to create an opportunity for the Duke to enter!

Understood!

The personal guards were also battle-hardened veterans and their judgment was practically identical to Wang Ming's. If they missed such an opportunity, even the heavens would not forgive them.

So, as the guards spurred their horses to deliver the message, Wang Ming's voice suddenly boomed like thunder. All forces hear my command, cavalry, full speed assault!

Musketeers, cover the rear!

Boom!

Like a black dragon, they surged forward with unstoppable momentum.

They shot out directly.

The predominantly cavalry force led by Wang Ming charged with such majestic ferocity that Prince of Love Xiao Che was instantly stunned.

They just started fighting?

Shouldn't that Ren Tianye come out first and exchange a few words with me? And only after I express my dissatisfaction, then we declare war?

Why did he just charge?

What is going on?

Prince of Love Xiao Che clearly had not processed the situation.

But his subordinate, Yu Chenglong, had.

He hurriedly said, Your Highness, something is wrong. The men Ren Tianye is leading are too ferocious. I am afraid we cannot stop them...

Before Yu Chenglong could even finish his sentence, Wang Ming had already led his men right up to them. The soldiers of Wusheng Pass had already been tormented by Prince of Love Xiao Che for days, leaving them exhausted and devoid of the will to fight. To make matters worse, Wang Ming was overflowing with battle lust and was leading mostly elite troops.

Consequently, the moment Wang Ming's five thousand men crashed into the enemy formation, it was like tigers entering a flock of sheep. They slaughtered furiously and, in a very short time, successfully carved out a breach.

They pushed all the way to the foot of Wusheng Pass.

Without wasting any words, Wang Ming immediately led his men to tightly secure the gates of the pass.

Then they entered Wusheng Pass, seizing its high ground, as well as the red-barbarian cannons, flintlocks, and other firearms. This entire sequence of actions flowed as smoothly as water, taking less time than it takes to drink a cup of tea.

Under the waving of hands and loud shouts, the defending soldiers almost unhesitatingly threw down their weapons and surrendered en masse.

Watching this scene unfold, Wang Ming felt as if he were hallucinating.

Wait, this was Wusheng Pass.

Before they arrived, they had constantly worried that this pass would be an absolute nightmare to conquer, having no idea how long it might trap them.

General Zhang Shi had even gone to great lengths to take a massive detour, and right now he was probably still eating dirt in some deep, ancient forest. Yet he...

He had taken it now?

He had taken it just like that?

Why did it feel so fake?!

At that moment, Prince of Love Xiao Che of Yunjing was pale in the face. Mixed within the crowd, his body trembled slightly. He never expected Ren Tianye to be this formidable.

With just one charge, he had taken his Wusheng Pass.

Fortunately, he was the Prince of Love of Yunjing.

He was the younger brother of the late King of Yunjing, bestowed the title of Prince of Love by the current Emperor Xiao Mingzhao. Although he had no real power, his status was incredibly high.

Ren Tianye definitely wouldn't dare make things difficult for me!

Just as Prince of Love Xiao Che was thinking this, he suddenly saw a foot flying toward him, kicking him straight into the dirt. Immediately after, a soldier shouted, Didn't you hear General Wang Ming's orders? Everyone, drop your weapons and line up obediently to surrender.

What are you doing standing outside the line by yourself?

Do you think you're special?

Prince of Love Xiao Che knew he could no longer hide his identity. He shot the soldier a cold glare. You will regret that kick. Immediately, he prepared to don his python robe.

Where is Yu Chenglong!

Your subordinate is here!

Bang!

The soldier delivered another kick, sending the jumping Yu Chenglong crashing to the ground.

Oh, you want to stand out too?

With a blade held before him, Yu Chenglong dared not utter another word, simply lying down and playing dead.

This made Prince of Love Xiao Che anxious.

Yu Chenglong, get up!

You piece of trash!

Where are my guards? Quickly bring my python robe!

A few guards did not dare to disobey. Reluctantly, they stood up, quickly took out the python robe and other items they carried with them, and walked over to Prince of Love Xiao Che.

As always, it was a three-person operation.

Two people held up the python robe, and one person raised the crown!

But, just as they were about to unfold it...

The provoked soldier directly unleashed a flying kick. Not only was his foot flying, but his entire body was flying, crashing into them like a whirlwind!

Bang!

A solid strike, kicking Prince of Love Xiao Che right in the chest.

The force of this blow was much greater. The impact caused Prince of Love Xiao Che to uncontrollably spit out a mouthful of blood. He stumbled back several steps and fell to the ground!

He almost completely blacked out.

Yet he still held onto his last breath. You, you...

I, I am...

Slap!

A heavy slap landed, acting as the final straw that broke the camel's back. Feeling a sharp pain on his face, Prince of Love Xiao Che fainted with extreme unwillingness!