Chapter 1410 - 337: Advancement

Chapter 1410: Chapter 337: Advancement

"Huh?"

Lord Zheng coughed twice and said:

"It’s just a small trick, really, nothing worth showing off."

In fact, Lord Zheng was secretly cursing Fanli for being such a fool!

Originally, the funeral procession under the city walls was meant to demoralize the Chu people, to achieve the effect of "a song on all sides".

But Fanli made such a spectacle with Zhuguai’s remains and led a large crowd in a yangko dance. This effect, this scene, was too stimulating and intense. It might not only fail to lower the Chu people’s morale, but instead ignite their anger and make them more eager for battle.

It’s like giving the Chu people a shot of adrenaline—what’s the point?

Yet, who would have thought, the gates of West Mountain Fort would open just like that, and they actually sent out a cavalry unit to charge out of the city.

Such a move signifies a huge risk, but the Chu people did it anyway.

Li Fusheng didn’t hesitate and immediately ordered the cavalry on the flanks to press on, charging directly and circling around the back.

After issuing the orders, Li Fusheng turned to look at Lord Zheng, then gritted his teeth.

Some people just have an aura about them.

Although Li Fusheng mentioned what happened in yesterday’s military council and said he didn’t care, understanding Zheng Fan and knowing Prince Jingnan means he knows that Zheng Fan has a personable nature privately.

But there’s no helping it—Zheng Fan conquered East Mountain Fort incredibly fast, putting immense pressure on Li Fusheng. And now, standing here, Zheng Fan undoubtedly gave a push to the hesitant Li Fusheng.

"Pass down the order again, have the central army advance directly, don’t wait for the equipment!"

This aggressive?

Lord Zheng instinctively looked at Li Fusheng.

Li Fusheng met Zheng Fan’s gaze and said:

"Brother Zheng, I know what you mean, but I can only go this far. If we press the entire army now and fail to breach the gate in one go, our troops will battle against the Chu people on the walls without cover from arrow towers and catapults, leading to heavy losses.

For now, I’ll only press the central army today and take a gamble."

With that,

Li Fusheng gave a self-deprecating smile,

and said:

"In the end, I’m still not as brave as you, Brother Zheng."

Zheng Fan really wanted to say he hadn’t said anything—where did this come from in your imagination?

But at that moment, seeing the Chu cavalry charging out of the city, Fanli advanced instead of retreating, dropped Zhuguai’s remains on the ground, and waved a giant axe forward. The yangko team behind him immediately dropped what they were holding, swiftly mounted their horses, drew their sabres, and charged together.

The Chu cavalry didn’t linger when leaving the city, likely seizing the moment when the Yan army’s formation was in place but had yet to begin the assault, intending to attack and retrieve Zhuguai’s remains. Though their cavalry outnumbered Fanli’s significantly, they charged out without waiting for rear reinforcements or forming a formation, resembling a long snake.

After the collision, both sides quickly entered a stalemate. Fanli cut down a Chu warhorse in front of him, and as he stepped over it, he struck down with his axe and beheaded the rider.

The knights at his side clashed with the Chu, suffering casualties on both sides. Due to their comrades’ obstruction, the rear Chu cavalry couldn’t sustain the charge and had to maneuver around, but before they could succeed, the flanking Yan cavalry had arrived, crashing into them.

The Chu soldiers on the walls seemed to realize that the risky attempt to reclaim Zhuguai’s remains was doomed to fail, so the originally open city gates started to close, completely abandoning the Chu cavalry that had previously exited.

Seeing this, Li Fusheng regretfully slammed a fist against the railing.

Lord Zheng recalled some things Liang Cheng had explained to him during a previous command and said:

"When the Chu people opened the gates earlier, they must have removed the obstacles blocking them. Even if the gates close now, it should be hard to seal them completely for a while."

"Yes, Brother Zheng, you’re right, but... it’s too late."

The battering ram would need time to be pushed forward, even without considering the Chu archers’ volleys from the wall.

And this time would be enough for the Chu people inside to reorganize the crucial and weakest point of their defense—the city gate.

"Roar!"

Amidst the chaos ahead,

Fanli let out a furious roar.

Covered in metal, he suddenly lifted A Ming’s coffin, shielding his upper body with it, spread his legs, and madly charged toward the closing city gate.

Behind him, whether Snow Sea cavalry brought by Fanli or Yan cavalry, all those outside the battle circle understood and urged their horses to follow Fanli toward the gate.

During the charge, they deliberately spread out to Fanli’s left and right.

Arrows from the Chu came down, and knights were hit and fell, but the remaining riders forged ahead.

Fanli’s massive frame was too conspicuous, and even with cavalry on both flanks attracting fire, he remained a primary target.

However, A Ming’s Blood Race nobility presented itself at this moment.

Regality, elegance, as they say,

means using better materials and paying a hefty price for non-essentials.

A Ming’s coffin was crafted from top-grade thunderstruck wood from Skybreak Mountain, soaked in corrosive materials for half a month before carving to achieve the right softness for carving.