Because Fu Youde ordered that the army was not allowed to set up camp, this commander's tent discussion took place in the open air. The summoned generals all stood there listening to the main speech.

  "Gentlemen! After the army takes a short rest, Mu Ying will lead the left wing, Lan Yu will lead the right wing, and I will command the central army to cross the river and launch a strong attack on the enemy. The other generals will each lead their own troops to follow suit. Are there any objections?" Fu Yongde said, pointing at the map with his bamboo stick.

  Lan Yu and others did not object, all nodded their hands to obey the host's orders, only Mu Ying frowned at the map in front of her.

  "What else do you think, Wenying? You can say it out loud and I'll take a look to see if there's any flaw in my strategy." Fu Youde asked when Mu Ying remained silent.

  "Reporting to the general, our army has traveled far and wide across a province to get here. Now that we've been discovered by the enemy's forces, they're also preparing for battle. In my opinion, a head-on collision would be unfavorable to us. After all, this is just Qujing, and we still need to launch an attack on Yunnan Province. If we suffer too many losses here, it will be difficult to fight the subsequent battles."

  "Oh? Then tell me what we should do at this moment."

  Fu Youde nodded, feeling that Mu Ying's words made some sense. If they were to force a crossing of the river, it would indeed lead to a difficult and protracted battle, which could drag on for who knows how long, making it even more challenging to achieve his goal of taking down Liang Wang before the New Year.

  "I think our army's crossing of the river and strong attack have become inevitable, but we shouldn't rest for so long. The thick fog in front of us is a heaven-sent opportunity to cover our tracks. If we quickly launch an attack now, we will surely catch the enemy off guard on the other side of the river. I am sure that the enemy will be lax in their defense due to the heavy fog, and we will win this battle. Isn't this exactly what Your Majesty meant by 'out of the ordinary' and 'winning with surprise'?"

  Mo Ying's chest had a confident explanation, his idea was to take advantage of the enemy's unpreparedness and attack him unexpectedly. Since he had already been discovered, wouldn't it be a good opportunity for a surprise attack with the thick fog as cover?

  Fu Youde was overjoyed and said: "Good! Wen Ying is indeed the emperor's righteous son, I didn't even think of this. If we stay here for too long, the enemy's defense on the other side will become stronger. A surprise attack with a quick battle is the key to victory! Pass down my order! The army's scheduled one-hour rest is cancelled, and in one hour, the troops must be fully armed and ready to cross the river and attack the enemy!"

  "General, wait! I've taken a closer look at the map and found that there's a shallow shoal in the lower reaches of the White Stone River. If we send some troops with drums and flags to sneak around from the shallow shoal to the rear of the enemy lines, when the time comes, this group of people will shake their flags and shout, beating the drums in unison, the enemy will surely be thrown into chaos. Our main force can then cross the river and launch a strong attack to break through. This battle would be a great victory, but unfortunately, the timing is too rushed, otherwise it would be even better to mobilize more troops to cross the shallow shoal and launch a surprise attack."

  Mu Ying hastily stopped the soldier who was about to deliver the order and came up with a plan.

  "Good, good, good! Wen Ying is a great talent. If we win this battle, I will definitely report to the Emperor and ask for rewards for you!" Fu Youde said three "goods" in a row. Both of Mu Ying's plans had penetrated his heart, and if they were planned like this, how could the army fail to win when crossing the river...

  At this time, on the other side of the river, Liang Wang was in his camp, watching the singing and dancing while drinking wine. He thought that both heaven and earth were favorable to him, and it was impossible for the Ming army to launch a major attack. If he didn't take advantage of this opportunity to enjoy himself, then he wouldn't be Liang Wang.

  "Your Highness! I think it's better for us to send someone to patrol the riverbank carefully. If he really is crazy enough to cross the river in the fog, we'll be prepared." Dali Ma was doing his best to remind Liang Wang of this.

  "You arrange it yourself, don't come ask me, can't you see I'm enjoying the music and dance?" King Liang waved his hand impatiently, indicating for Dali to hurry up and leave, so as not to be a nuisance.

  Dari shook his head and sighed, then retreated. This Liang Wang's temperament is truly hard to change, still keeping Mei Ji by his side even in the midst of battle, facing the enemy at the front line. Alas!

  Just then, the flank of the Baishi River defense line suddenly heard a burst of shouting and killing sounds, the valley echoed with dense forests, and for a while, it was unknown how many horses and men there were. Dali Ma was shocked and lost his color, and hurriedly ran back to the account.

  "Your Majesty! Something's gone terribly wrong! The Ming army has suddenly appeared behind our defensive lines, and reports say that the mountains are filled with flags and banners, with shouts of killing and slaughter shaking the heavens - the numbers are too great to count!"

  "Clang..." The golden wine cup in Liang Wang's hand suddenly fell to the ground, and Zha Duoer Wa Er Mi stared at Da Ri Ma in shock. He couldn't understand how a large group of Ming soldiers suddenly appeared behind their army, weren't they all on the opposite bank just now? Could it be that the Ming sorcerers had cast a spell to transport them all to the other side of the river? Was it really heaven's will for the Ming people to go to Yunnan? For a moment, Zha Duoer Wa Er Mi felt that the situation was hopeless and his fate was sealed.

  Dali Ma was still waiting for Liang Wang's order when a messenger rushed in, "The... the... Ming army has crossed the river!"

  Li Wang was so frightened that he couldn't move, and hastily ordered Dari Maha to lead the army to resist the enemy. However, with enemies on both sides, Dari Maha was also at a loss for what to do...

  Zhang Feng slowly wiped his war sword. When he received the order to prepare for crossing the river, he was already ready. In Guizhou before, there were too few Yuan people, and he hadn't even had a chance to draw his sword when the other Ming troops killed them all off. This time, facing at least tens of thousands of Yuan soldiers, the sword in his hand was itching with anticipation.

  "General! The enemy army across is in a state of panic and chaos, this is the perfect opportunity to cross the river!"

  Fu Youde slowly drew out his long sword from his waist "Pass down my order! The army will cross the river! Launch a fierce attack on the Yuan army!"

  The Ming army officers and men, who had long been fully prepared, quickly set up a floating bridge on the river, and hundreds of bamboo rafts slid to the opposite bank ahead of time. On these rafts were Lan Yu and his soldiers, who were the crack troops he had selected from Huguang earlier.

  Zhang Feng held his knife, single-handedly holding a shield and half-kneeling at the bow of the boat. He narrowed his eyes to look towards the opposite bank, his gaze piercing through the thick fog to see the panicked expression of the Yuan people on the other side, as well as a Yuan general loudly shouting something.

  "Arrow rain! Raise shields!" With Zhang Feng's loud shout, large shields were erected on all the boats.

  "Clang clang..." The hail of arrows hastily organized by the Yuan army all hit the shields, while the Ming army continued to swiftly approach the opposite shore.

  Along the shore, the Mongol soldiers were still sporadically shooting arrows. Just as one of them was about to release an arrow from his drawn bow, the thick fog in front of him suddenly churned and Zhang Feng, who had been waiting impatiently on the raft, sprang up and landed right in front of him. With a swift slash of his knife, the soldier's head was severed from his body.

  Ming army launched a strong attack on the Baishi River defense line, and the battle officially kicked off...

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