Wishing Miss Ruan Fei Early Success

The situation was perfect, but Ren Tianye did not let his guard down in the slightest.

After all, attacking the Yangtze defense line had never been easy. He already had victory within his grasp this time, and he could not allow a moment of carelessness to ruin such an advantageous position.

Once he had quickly composed himself, he called out, “Lu Chaosheng!”

“Your subordinate is here!”

“To breach the Yangtze defense line, we must use fire!”

“Everything is ready, and even the wind seems to be cooperating!”

“However…” Ren Tianye continued, “I still have some reservations. If we use fire ships, can our small boats take advantage of the wind and make it all the way to the Yangtze defense line?”

Lu Chaosheng had previously been the de facto commander of the fortress network north of the Yangtze and knew the local weather extremely well. He immediately replied, “Duke, there should be no problem.”

“The prevailing winds here are northerly and northwesterly. The north wind blows frequently. If our small boats raise their sails and ride the wind, they will be able to charge straight toward the opposite bank and carry the flames to the enemy’s defenses.”

“I can already imagine the sight of their entire camp going up in flames!”

Ren Tianye nodded. “Since that is the case, I’ll leave this matter entirely in your hands. Remember, I want absolute certainty. Not the slightest mistake can be allowed.”

“Understood?”

Lu Chaosheng straightened at once. “Rest assured, Duke.”

“If I cannot even handle such a small matter, then I, Lu Chaosheng, will present my head to you.”

Ren Tianye nodded. He had considerable faith in Lu Chaosheng. After all, Lu Chaosheng was reliable, and this operation was not particularly difficult.

He was attacking from north to south, which meant the wind direction was naturally in his favor. Borrowing the east wind, as Zhuge Liang had once done, was completely unnecessary for him.

Ren Tianye then turned his gaze toward Wu Xingzhou and called out, “Wu Xingzhou!”

“Your subordinate is here!”

Wu Xingzhou strode forward, excitement already visible on his face.

Ever since Pei Wugou, that lunatic, had beaten him into the ground last time, he had felt that his luck had hit rock bottom. Nothing had gone smoothly for him since.

But this time, General Zhang Shi’s letter had explicitly stated that he should defect as well.

Considering the best way to attack the Yangtze defense line, there was really only one option: take a fleet of small boats, load them with sulfur and other flammable materials, and then…

He had almost certainly figured out what he would be doing.

He would pilot a boat, take some men with him, and charge toward the Yangtze defense line.

Once the wind picked up and they drew close to the defenses, they would set the fire ablaze, let the roaring flames surge forward, and ram straight into the enemy line. Then he could jump overboard and witness an exceptionally spectacular fireworks display beneath the water.

It would be a great achievement—one capable of washing away the grievances he had suffered before. He absolutely had to perform well.

“General Zhang Shi has already stated in his letter that you—”

Ren Tianye had not even finished speaking when Wu Xingzhou shouted, “Duke, I’m willing!”

“Your subordinate is willing to lead men in defecting to General Zhang Shi and carry out this fire attack!”

Ren Tianye nodded and said, “When General Zhang Shi defected to the Yangtze defense line, I had to expose each and every one of his scars in front of everyone so that Zhou Mengyan and the others would believe him.”

“General Zhang Shi…”

“That was no easy ordeal for him.”

“You’re going to defect as well, so I’m afraid you won’t be able to avoid going through the same thing. Are you willing?”

Wu Xingzhou shuddered.

Back then, General Zhang Shi had practically been stripped of his dignity in public. Now, the veteran soldiers who knew the details had given him the nickname “the Grand General of Flanking.”

There was little doubt that this title would follow General Zhang Shi for the rest of his life.

Did he…

have to go through the same thing too?

But his hesitation lasted less than half a second. Wu Xingzhou gritted his teeth and said, “Duke, I’m willing!”

“Your subordinate is very willing!”

“Good!” Ren Tianye exclaimed, overjoyed.

The soldiers’ desire for military honors was simply too strong. Every one of them was willing to risk anything for the chance to distinguish himself. With soldiers like these, how could he possibly fail?

He raised his voice. “All right, then. Go and make the necessary preparations. After that…”

“We wait for General Zhang Shi’s message!”

“The moment General Zhang Shi’s message arrives, we act immediately!”

“Miss Ruan has created this once-in-a-thousand-years opportunity for us. We cannot let it slip away.”

“At the same time…”

Ren Tianye smiled. “According to General Zhang Shi’s letter, whether Miss Ruan can deal with Zhou Mengyan is still uncertain. Although General Zhang Shi is fairly confident, we…”

“Still ought to pray for Miss Ruan!”

“May Miss Ruan succeed soon!”

…

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